Xue Chengji has been living in the detention center for several months. From the noisy demon that he was when he just entered to his now quietness as a chicken, he had gone through a long mental journey. Before, he still wanted to do everything possible to get rid of his crime, but now he just wanted to hurry up and get the verdict. How many years would he be given? It was really hard to hang in the detention center without giving up, especially when you see the âfriendsâ who lived in the same room change several times. Xue Chengji felt that such torture was almost endless.
Xue Li could no longer take care of his son that he had loved since childhood. The Xue Family was about to fall. Instead, he tied up the big and small families who usually didnât agree with each other and was trying to desperately fight back.
What Yu Siyang didnât know was that Xue Chengxiu had had many accidents around him, but he had been prepared for a long time, and borrowed many bodyguards from Peiâs house to protect everyone in the family strictly.
In the Jingxi Detention Center, the prison guard opened one of the doors and shouted inside: âXue Chengji, someone has come to see you.â
âOh.â Xue Chengji responded and stood up slowly.
Detention centers were different from prisons. The people caught were all suspects, so family members were not allowed to visit except lawyers. However, the starving camel of the Xue family was still better than a healthy horse, and Xue Li could always find a way to come in to see his son.
After living there for several months, Xue Chengji had no expectation of his father. He knew that his father, who seemed to be almighty in his eyes, would not be able to exonerate him, but in the end, he was loved by his father since he was a child, so as soon as he heard someone had come for him, he instinctively thought it was Xue Li, but he never expected it would be Xue Chengxiu in the interview room.
âItâs you!â Xue Chengjiâs stagnant heart made waves again. He rushed to the tempered glass in the meeting room, glaring at Xue Chengxiu who was sitting on the opposite side.
Xue Chengxiu slowly picked up the walkie-talkie, Xue Chengji quickly picked up the walkie-talkie and put it next to his face, and said viciously: âWhat are you looking at? Come to look at my joke.â
âWhat jokes do you have worth seeing.â Xue Chengxiu sneered.
Xue Chengjiâs eyes reddened, and his nose flared, âThen why are you here?
Xue Chengxiu said: âCome and ask you where you transferred the ill-gotten wealth.â
âHahahaâ¦â Xue Chengji laughed wildly, âDo you think I will tell you? Stop dreaming, even if I die, I wonât give you the money.â
Xue Chengxiu said lightly: âThen you go to die.â
âUhâ¦â Xue Chengji was like a chicken choked around his neck. He fell silent for a moment, and his lips trembled. Then it turned to pleading: âWhy do you have to cause trouble with me? Are we not blood brothers? Iâm broken, and the Xue family is broken. What good is it for you.â
Although he wanted the verdict to come out sooner, so when the dust settled, he could live in prison for as many years as he has to, but if there was a glimmer of hope, he actually didnât want to go to prison at all. The place was just terrible to think about. He was only in his twenties, and the best time of his life was about to be spent in prison. He was not reconciled.
âYou havenât collapsed, and the Xue family hasnât collapsed. What good is it for me?â Xue Chengxiu asked back.
Xue Chengji was speechless, and if the identities of the two were reversed, he was afraid that he would not do any better than Xue Chengxiu in todayâs situation.
âXue Chengji, look at the big characters behind you.â Xue Chengxiu pointed to the wall of the meeting room.
Xue Chengji turned his head and saw the few white signs on a blue backgroundâleniency for frankness, strictness for resistance.
âYou just want to know where the money has been transferred, donât you?â Xue Chengji laughed miserably.
Xue Chengxiu leaned back on the chair, looking very relaxed, âIf you donât say I can find it, itâs just a bit more troublesome. But you are different. You will only live for a few decades. Do you really want to stay in prison for the rest of your life? Thinking that the old man can save you? Donât be naive. You donât want to enter the detention center. This is your last chance. Think about it.â
Xue Chengji was silent for a long time, then he spoke reluctantly and said: âAt the beginning, your mother set up an education fund for both of us, using her name. I donât know why, but it hasnât been changed for so many years. Itâs in those two accounts.â
âHehâ¦â Xue Chengxiu chuckled lightly, his laughter full of mockery.
His mother had passed away for so many years. Why had the original education fund not changed? Naturally, he would have to ask his âgood fatherâ.
With a âclickâ, Xue Chengxiu put down the walkie-talkie, got up and walked out of the detention center.
The weather in the imperial capital was as always hazy. Xue Chengxiu didnât like this city very much, and he didnât like this city that gave him unlimited âsurpriseâ every time he came.
He preferred Yunzhong City. Although Yunzhong City also had endless traffic jams, the high temperature of more than 30 degrees in summer and the biting cold wind in winter, his home was there, and he felt at ease every time the plane landed.
No, there was another âsurpriseâ. After all, the grandfatherâs family who hadnât seen him for many years couldnât help but want to make a move.
So, he didnât like this city, there were too many people who he hated but had to meet here.
When Xue Chengxiu was picked up by his grandfatherâs car, Yu Siyang was leaning against a rock in Tenglan Film and Television City, wearing a robe and a leather belt.
Chu Quan looked at the whole set from the monitor, frowned unsatisfied, and beckoned to the costume master, and said, âGo and pull Yu Siyangâs clothes a little bit.â
The costume master stepped on the ten centimetres high-heeled shoes, not afraid of falling, ran over and pulled on the belt.
Yu Siyang was shocked: âHey, if you pull it again, it will not be suitable for children.â
âJust your little body, children are not interested in watching.â The costumer curled her lips.
Yu Siyang was sad and angry: âWho in the Wei and Jin dynasties deliberately exercised their chest muscles and abdominal muscles, didnât they all like drinking, playing music, swallowing pills, and talking about love.â
The costume designer said: âBut the movie is being shot in the 21st century. The people of this century are not the people of the Wei and Jin Dynasties.â
âBut we also have to respect history.â Yu Siyang murmured: âYou want people from the Wei and Jin Dynasties to watch movies, and you have to have that skill.â
âWhat did you say?â
The costumer was a royal sister. With a momentary glance, the gunpowder was very powerful and terrible. Yu Siyang counselled and shook his head: âNothing, nothing, Sister Zhang is mighty and domineering.â
âGood that you know.â The costumer stepped on her heels with great power.
Yu Siyang breathed a sigh of relief and quickly entered the shooting state.
âThe first scene of the eighteenth act of âThe Battle of Feishuiâ, begins.â
On the Shangsi Festival, next to the murmuring stream, green willows were planted everywhere, and the children of Jiankang gathered together. It was a romantic scene.
âYoudu, I came late this time.â Wang Xianzhi raised his glass to Xie Xuan.
Xie Xuan drank the wine in one go and smiled wantonly: âIâm afraid that Brother Zijing came too early.â
Wang Xianzhi walked to Xie Xuan and sat down, and said in a low voice, âYou treat me as if Iâm willing to come early, this is not⦠â
Xie Xuan didnât say much, he just poured fine wine for Wang Xianzhi. Everyone knew that after the Xi family girl passed away, Wang Xianzhi married Sima Daofu, and his life was very depressing.
Wang Xianzhi drank the wine in his cup, and suddenly asked, âI heard that Wang Meng in the north is dead, but is it true?â
âWhat do you mean.â Xie Xuanâs eyes were mocking.
âKaââ
Chu Quan called the shooting to a halt, holding a loudspeaker in his hand, and shouted: âWhatâs the matter with the extra actor behind? You had a mobile phone when you were in the Jin Dynasty, do you have a little professionalism!â
Yu Siyang and the actor who played Wang Xianzhi were full of black lines to watch a group of people that were holding a mobile phone to record the two of them.
âIâm sorry, Iâm sorryâ¦â The cast kept apologizing, and the mobile phone in his hand was neither put nor left.
Zhan Heng, who had put on his makeup and was waiting for the show, joked with the producer: âWhere did you find the extras? Is it the cheapest choice?â The producer looked embarrassed.
Zhan Hengâs eyes widened, really picking the cheapest option?
The on-site producer said that the budget was tight.
Chu Quan also raised the loudspeaker and shouted: âCome on, donât show me things that I shouldnât, otherwiseâ¦â The faces of the extras who took photos with their mobile phones turned red, and quickly put the mobile phones away.
This scene was a literary drama that couldnât be simpler, it could be NGed without realizing it, and it made people angry.
After the dayâs filming was over, Yu Siyang declined the invitation of several people in the crew to eat supper. He returned to the hotel at more than ten oâclock in the evening, took a shower and lay on the bed to send a video call request to Mr. Xue.
The other end was quickly picked up. Yu Siyang saw that the background was a bit wrong, and asked: âArenât you at home? Where is this?â
âA guest room at my grandfatherâs house.â Xue Chengxiu said, not explaining about other things.
He said it was a guest room, it was said that this was the place where his mother grew up, and let him stay for a few more days, but it was a bit of imprisonment in disguise.
His maternal grandfather was nearly ninety years old this year. He did not show up when his mother passed away. He did not show up when he was sent to Yunzhong City by the Xue family.
A person who could treat his daughter as political capital after marrying her out, and leave his grandson indifferently after the daughterâs death, such a hard-hearted person would not have much family affection in his heart.
If it werenât for seeing the Xue familyâs downfall and being worried that it would also be inflicted on Duâs house, the old man would probably not care about the Xue familyâs life or death.
Xue Chengxiu had no affection or dislike for the Du family. He just treated them as strangers, provided that the stranger would not come to provoke him.
Yu Siyang felt a little strange. He had never heard Mr. Xue talk about his grandfather. He thought that Mr. Xueâs grandfather had long since passed away. He was still alive.
âI thought your grandfather had passed away, but he was still there,â Yu Siyang said.
Xue Chengxiu chuckled, âYes, heâs still there.â
Yu Siyang thought his tone was strange, and asked anxiously: âAre you unhappy? What happened?â
Xue Chengxiu shook his head, feeling very relieved, âNothing. Tell me about something interesting when you were shooting today.â
Although he was still a little worried, Yu Siyang was very cooperative and changed the subject and talked about interesting events during the shooting today.
It was late, but after the video call ended, Yu Siyang was not drowsy.
He felt that he knew too little about Xue Chengxiu, so he couldnât be called a qualified lover.
Thinking about this, he took out his phone again and searched the Internet for âhow to be a good boyfriend.â