Xi Xiangdong suddenly stopped and looked at her with cold eyes for a while: "You can think so."
A cold and completely emotionless sentence. So, was it always her wishful thinking?
His eyes were wet without realizing it: "Do you really have no feelings for me?"
"Not at all." Xi Xiangdong answered calmly.
Compared with other celebrities who are less famous in Beijing, Xi Xiangdong rarely has scandals. Before his relationship with Sunny broke out, the outside world even speculated that he had sexual issues.
He doesn't play with women simply because there are few women who can arouse his interest. It's rare that he becomes interested in Pei Xiao, so naturally he won't let her go easily.
But it's just for fun. He is confident that he has good self-control, and neither Yang Yunguang nor Pei Xiao will affect him.
This specious answer made Pei Xiao fall into the tangle of self-flagellation again. What Xi Xiangdong meant was that he obviously didn't like her, but was just interested in her. So should she obediently hand over herself?
Seeing her crying like this, Xi Xiangdong lost his interest. He slowly let go of his hand, took the towel from the edge, wrapped it around his lower body, and looked at her lazily: "Being my woman is embarrassing you like this? You
Haven’t you always wanted to solve that video on the Internet? And you don’t have to pay back the one million, you can get more. Do you want a house or a car?”
Pei Xiao's shoulders were shaking more and more. She shook her head, she didn't want any of this.
"If I sleep with you, will you sign me? Be my agent yourself like you did with Yang Yunguang, and do your best to make me popular?"
Xi Xiangdong frowned. He didn't expect that she didn't want a car or a house, but wanted him to take her in person. She was quite smart, but he had stopped being an agent a long time ago.
"Why, do you really want to be taken by me?"
Pei Xiao bit her lip. On the one hand, it was impossible for an artist brought up by Xi Xiangdong not to be popular. On the other hand, she also wanted to know what it felt like to be cared for by him like Yang Yunguang...
Xi Xiangdong was silent for a while: "Signing you is not a problem. But which agent the artist will be assigned to, the company has clear regulations. If I break the rules for you alone, it will definitely cause dissatisfaction from other people, and you don't want to just arrive.
Being ostracized in a new place.”
Even under such circumstances, he can still maintain a business-like attitude, and all methods of handling matters are for the company's consideration.
Pei Xiao felt a dull pain in her heart, and she smiled bitterly: "Then why should I go to the world?"
Xi Xiangdong didn't force it, and rubbed the top of her hair with one hand: "You think about it, I'll go out and wait for you."
Xi Xiangdong brushed the messy hair from his forehead, wrapped himself in a bath towel and went out. Pei Xiao's empty body slowly slid down the tiled wall.
The last time he was drunk and mistook her for Yang Yunguang, so what about this time?
Pei Xiao knew very well that what she was doing now was actually an unspoken rule often talked about in the entertainment industry. In fact, even if he didn't make any promises to her, she would probably give in in the end.
However, once she crosses this line, she can no longer expect to get sincerity from him, because he will always regard her as a vain woman who sells her body in exchange for fame and fortune.
Pei Xiao opened the faucet and soaked himself.
A door away, the man is waiting. What answer will she give him?