I’m Keeping the Overbearing CEO After He Went Bankrupt [Rebirth] 53p1

Chapter 53 Part 1: Qingbao is Cleared!

Huo Li: “…”

He looked down at the nervous little one, thinking he had misheard.

After a pause, he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “My mother passed away before I was three. My father later remarried Huo Liao’s mom.”

Chu Qing was stunned and quickly let go. “I-I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay. I don’t remember much from before I was three.”

“Then…” he looked up again. “If Mr. Pan and I fell into the water… who would you save?”

“…”

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “What’s wrong with you?”

“Answer me…!” Chu Qing felt a sense of crisis.

“Qingbao…” he said helplessly. “You’re the most important person in the world. I’ll prioritize you no matter who it is.”

His face turned red, and he lowered his head. “Really…?”

Huo Li’s gaze was gentle as he looked at him and nodded.

“Oh…” he said, and sat down shyly, looking away.

“Why are you suddenly asking this?” he said, sitting down helplessly and taking his hand. “What are you thinking about again?”

“Nothing…”

“Hmm?”

“Really nothing.”

After getting his answer, he was a little embarrassed and turned his back to him, lying down.

After a pause, he said in a low voice, “Mr. Huo… I’m so tired these past few days.”

“If you’re tired, then rest well,” he thought. How could he not be? After the Dream Singer variety show, he had been forcing himself to get better. Although the effect was good, it was not good to be so tense all the time.

“You fell from such a high place. It’s natural to be tired.”

“It’s not high…” he muttered. “You could even jump down directly.”

He smiled and said nothing.

“Mr. Huo…”

“Hmm?”

“What if, what if I never get better…?”

He still had his back to him, his voice small and tentative.

“You will get better.”

“What if…?”

“If you don’t get better, you don’t get better. I’ll be with you. Life will go on as usual.”

“…”

He pulled the blanket over his head and said nothing. Seeing no sound, he reached out and shook the white ball.

“Qingbao?”

“Really… it’s okay?” his voice was a little choked.

“Mmm.”

“Why?”

He lay down on the bed, his hand gently resting on the white ball, holding him, and said nothing.

He was also silent for a long moment before his voice came from under the blanket.

“After I take my medicine, sometimes I want to throw up. I can’t eat much, and I can’t remember many things clearly. I don’t remember what I dream about. Sometimes I can’t sleep, and sometimes I really want to sleep.”

“I don’t know how to talk, how to react. I can’t think of anything…”
“I’m… different from you.”

He still held him, and after he finished, he asked, “Are you hot?”

“…?”

He reminded him, “You’ve been under the blanket all this time.”

Chu Qing: “…”

He was a little embarrassed and stuck his head out from under the blanket. What he saw was a person with messy hair, swollen red eyes, and a face streaked with tears, like a rabbit that had just popped its head out of a hole.

“Silly Qingbao.”

He pinched his cheek and brushed away his hair. “I’m the one taking care of you. Don’t I know you?”

“Oh…”

“Mr. Huo, if…” he shifted his position and lay on his side, looking at him cautiously. “If I get better, will you think that I don’t need you anymore and you’ll leave?”

“No.”

“If… I never get better, will you get impatient…”

“No.”

“Then…” he looked at his appearance for a moment and then didn’t dare to look anymore. He turned on his side and buried his head in the pillow, continuing to ask, “Will you be as good as you are now in ten years, twenty years?”

“No.”

“…?”

He propped his head up on his hand and said with a smile, “I’ll be even better than I am now in the future, because in the future, I’ll know more, have experienced more, and can be better to you.”

He still didn’t dare to look up, his shoulders heaving.

“Silly Qingbao, I heard from Old Pan before that a company in the US is developing a time machine. I scoffed at it, but now I think I should go and invest tomorrow.”

“…?”

“With a time machine, I can take you to see ten, twenty years from now, so you won’t always be suspicious of this little canary’s loyalty.”

He looked up blankly, his tears still hanging, and couldn’t help but ask, “Then in ten, twenty years… what does Mr. Huo think it will be like?”

“Let me think…”

He lay next to him and said with a smile, “In ten years… my company will be stable, and I’ll have earned a lot of money. Your career will also be stable, and you’ll have earned even more money. We should have had a child, and we’ll also have a cat and a dog.”

“In twenty years… I’ll be a rich big CEO, and you’ll be a rich big star and a great musician. I’ll occasionally go to the company to sign some papers, and you’ll occasionally go on a concert tour.”

“In thirty years… oh my, I’ll already be a retired old man, and you’ll still be in your forties, the best age for a man. By then, you should have become a music master, and you’ll be complaining about me, this useless old man who only knows how to count money, every day. But our children will be grown up, and we can travel everywhere.”

“In forty years… mmm, we’ll both be old men. We’ll be in our big mansion, planting flowers and drinking tea or something.”

His tone was unhurried as he spoke, thinking as he spoke, every sentence and every word filled with an overflowing tenderness.

The two lay on the bed, face to face, looking at each other, their voices lighter than anything else.

After he finished, he was still stunned and had not come back to his senses.

“Qingbao?”

“Mmm, mmm…” he nodded, wiping his eyes and sniffling. “Mmm, everything Mr. Huo said is right…”

“What are you crying for?” he said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and pinched his cheek. “Like a little child.”

“I’m not.” He crossed his hands in front of him and buried his head in his arms.

“If you’re not a little child, then get up and eat,” he said, and got up to take out the things he had just bought. He had originally gone out to buy food, but when he came back, he had been met with this soul-searching question, and they could only eat now.

“Oh…”

…

After eating, Huo Li sat on the side, holding his tablet with his legs crossed, looking at documents, while Chu Qing lay in his bed, scrolling through his phone.

Huh…?

Real-time trending topics:

1. Yu Weixi climbs into bed

2. Yu Weixi is being kept

3. Jialong Group Li Jia

@EntertainmentBababa: The popular top-tier celebrity Yu Weixi has a sharp and domineering personality, but does he secretly climb into his sponsor’s bed? Uncovering the truth behind the casting of The Coast, revealing the secret of his long-standing success!

@TurtleZoneXGroup: Shocking! Is Yu Weixi really this kind of person? Does he secretly like to have it multiple times a night and even play BDSM?

@CircleGossip: So this is the secret of how Chu Qing and Yu Weixi became good friends. They have the same hobby!

Chu Qing: “…”

Someone online had posted the chat records between Yu Weixi and CEO Li of the Jialong Group. In the chat records, CEO Li had transferred money to him and had also set a location.

Not only that, there was also a video. The camera was very shaky, but you could vaguely see CEO Li’s face, looking lecherous as he called out “Xixi.” In the end, it was another person who only showed his hand who had acted cute and stopped him from filming, but the voice was not clear.

At first, everyone was still guessing, but then CEO Li’s wife had posted a long Weibo post, saying that she had indeed noticed that her husband was not right these past few years. Last year, after the scandal of her husband and a little flower was exposed, she had finally had enough and had hired a private detective. Later, she learned that her husband had indeed found all kinds of reasons to meet and have an affair with a boy.

Mrs. Li had even directly posted solid evidence like a timeline and photos, but the boy’s face was still not captured.

Originally, everyone was still cursing Luo Yucheng, but now that it was about Yu Weixi, who cared about Luo Yucheng? They all switched to the bigger tea.

XXX: Is this a battle between the capital behind Luo Yucheng and Yu Weixi? After something happened to Luo Yucheng, they’re using him as a shield?

XXX: Even if it’s a shield, there has to be something to shield! woc, I thought he was so A-list, but it turns out he’s also a bed-climbing persona-creator

XXX: Tsk tsk, no wonder Chu Qing and Yu Weixi became friends. It turns out they secretly exchange bed-climbing techniques and ways to coax people in bed. Respect

…

After he read these reports, he was dumbfounded. He turned to Huo Li. “Mr. Huo… Xixi, he…”

“Mmm, I know. You don’t have to worry,” he said, patting his shoulder. “Teacher Feng and I have already discussed a countermeasure.”

Chu Qing: “?”

In his previous life, after he had returned to the country, he had investigated the cause of his death.

It was said that after Yu Weixi’s scandal was exposed, Luo Yucheng had threatened him to testify that he had indeed bed-climbed. He had been unwilling, and that was when Luo Yucheng had exposed the photos of him and Huo Liao.

Therefore, he did not know about the friction in this variety show where he had been pushed down the cliff, but he still knew what Luo Yucheng was going to do next.

“Is this… what Mr. Huo talked to Teacher Feng about that day?”

He nodded.

“Did Mr. Huo let Starry Sky and Teacher Feng cooperate?”

He nodded again.

“Oh…” he said falteringly. “Mr. Huo is so amazing.”

“Be specific,” he said, turning to him. “Where am I amazing?”

“Everywhere.”

“Everywhere?” he said, raising an eyebrow. “I have a most amazing part. Want to try it?”

“What?”

He paused, understood what he meant, and turned his head away, annoyed, his ears red.

Old rogue.