Chapter 52

Fu Zhiyao looked at him without expression. His voice was clear and cold, "drink the water first."

There was no sound in the room.

Chen Wei gently pursed her lips and sipped her saliva before saying, "brother Fu, are you angry?"

Fu Zhiyao is not angry, he is afraid.

What if Chen Wei really stopped being an artist.

"No He sat next to Chen Wei and said in a low voice, "I'll find a doctor for you. The scar on your back can be removed. Don't worry."

Leaning on the bed, the boy suddenly raised his eyes. His eyes were bright and darkened. He said with a bitter smile, "I'm sorry, I didn't want to trouble you."

Fu Zhiyao pressed his eyebrows with headache. His voice was low and tired. "It's OK. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't be like this."

Chen Wei held the bottle, looked at Fu Zhiyao and said cautiously, "brother Fu, are you very tired..."

"Go back and have a rest. Don't be with me." He bowed his head as if to blame himself.

"Nothing." Fu Zhiyao put down his hand, lowered his head and said carelessly.

At least wait for his agent to come back, or no one around to see what happened.

"Just have my assistant sister with me." Chen Wei pursed his lips in a small voice.

"Have you finished?" Fu Zhiyao frowned and seemed to be impatient. He directly reached out and drew out the water bottle in his hand. "Sleep, I'm looking at it here."

Assistant Chen has never liked Chen Wei very much. Just now he is very dissatisfied because he doesn't go to see Xie Yuzhe. Chen Wei is in a bad mood and can't stand the stimulation. He can't let assistant Chen watch here alone. Otherwise, he will come back in vain if something happens?

Chen Wei looked out, and finally nodded gently, "HMM."

He moved down with difficulty. A long arm held him. The man's movement was very light. There was no extra expression on his face. He was a little cold:

"slow down."

"Well." Chen Wei slightly raised his head, the warm breath sprayed under the man's chin, but the people who supported him still did not respond, holding his arm to let him lie down smoothly.

Fu Zhiyao helped him lie down and sat down beside him without expression.

Chen Wei was injured on his back and could only lie on his side.

Fu took the phone in front of him and said, "can I talk with him in a low voice?"

Fu Zhiyao stopped and put his mobile phone back.

Chen Wei talks a lot, saying that he won't do anything when he comes to the company for an interview, and that the reason why he is recruited is because the interviewer says that he looks like Xie Yu, looks like him, and has the same strength. He won't do anything.

Because he had no strength to train day and night in the training room for three years, he was ignored by the agent, was excluded by the same period, and looked down upon by the younger generation who came out earlier than himself.

He managed to survive to this day, and finally got an opportunity, but this kind of thing happened at this time. He hurt his back very seriously. He knew how important image was to an artist, and he was very worried and afraid that he would be abandoned by the company

"It's OK. It's not a big deal. The company won't give you up." Fu Zhiyao closed his eyes gently, stretched out his hand stiffly and patted him.

"Really..." Chen Wei shrank in the quilt and asked with red eyes.