I’m Keeping the Overbearing CEO After He Went Bankrupt [Rebirth] 65

Chapter 65: The Overbearing CEO’s Confession

“Mr. Huo, you, you big bastard…!”

Chu Qing went over and checked Huo Li’s wound with red eyes.

It’s really bleeding…!

“What happened?!” he said, his eyes wide.

“I didn’t want to break the hospital door, did I?” Huo Li said aggrievedly. “So I had to climb out the window and go to the next room to get out.”

Chu Qing: “…”

He was both angry and guilty, and fiercely pinched his other hand.

“Mr. Huo, are you trying to get yourself killed?”

Huo Li smoothly replied, “I’d rather die than not have you.”

“…”

He pushed him back. “Go, go find a doctor…”

“No, no. It’s time to change the dressing anyway. You can just help me. It’s not serious, really. The wound didn’t reopen.”

He grabbed his hand and started to cry.

“Does it hurt…”

“Oh, you baby…” he said, hugging him helplessly. “Why are you so silly? It doesn’t hurt. It really doesn’t hurt. Do I look like I’m in pain?”

He composed himself, sniffled, and led him back to change the dressing.

It really wasn’t serious. It was just a little bleeding from the big movements. It wasn’t a big deal.

After that, he sat on the side, his head bowed, not saying a word.

“Qingbao?”
“Mmm.”
“Are you still angry, Qingbao?”
“No.”
“Really? Then why are you crying?”
“…I’m not.”

He patted the bed next to him helplessly. “Come here.”

He didn’t move.

“Qingbao… your boyfriend is calling you,” he said, winking and emphasizing the word “boyfriend.”

He had given a lot, almost everything. And Chu Qing had rarely received anything. What he had given was beyond his cognition and had almost constituted his entire world, which was why he was even more scared, more uneasy. The more he had, the more he was afraid.

He sat silently, and upon suddenly learning that he was not bankrupt, all his rationality had been shattered.

I don’t want to lose him…

I really don’t want to lose him.

The more he thought, the more uneasy he became, and his eyes turned red again.

“Qingbao,” he stood up and pulled him into his arms without a second thought. “Qingbao, I haven’t told you properly… do you know why I came back?”

He sniffled. “Because… because you didn’t want to live that unstable life…”

“No, it’s because of you,” he said, his gaze lowered. “I’ve never said it, but I’ll slowly tell you now… I came back because of you. You can’t have both fish and bear’s paw. I had to make a choice, and I felt that you were more important than those things, so I chose you.”

He stared at him blankly. “Why can’t you have both?”

“Silly Qingbao, if I still had a close relationship with the group, with all the blood and gore every day, and I were with you, wouldn’t you also be living the same life as me?”

“Ah…” he seemed to half-understand.

“I don’t want to get you involved in danger, and I’m used to being alone. So… I didn’t pay much attention to you before, not because I didn’t like you, but because I didn’t want you to become a bargaining chip and a target for others to use against me. Do you understand?”

Even though he had been unwavering in his reports on WeChat, even though he would always think of the young man playing the violin when he couldn’t sleep, even though… he was as beautiful as a clean, pure beam of light, without a trace of the mess in his life.

He felt that love was restraint and cherish.

He had no need to destroy his purity.

It wasn’t until he had really died that he had understood his thoughts.

He paused, then nodded.

Then is it…

He fiddled with the hem of his clothes.

Did Mr. Huo… have a little crush on me before?

Mr. Huo came back… for me.

His eyes were still red, but he couldn’t help but lower his head and smile.

“Silly Qingbao,” he said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and planted a kiss on the top of his hair, seriously. “I’ve always liked you. I’ve liked you since the first time I met you.”

His whole body stiffened.

“It’s not the same as your ‘like’,” he said, taking his hand and raising an eyebrow. “Your ‘like’ is a dependence on me. You see me as your friend, your parent, your confidant. But my… is the kind of ‘like’ that really wants to have sex with you. Speaking of which, I was the one who liked you first.”

“…”

He stared at him blankly, his face flushing red.

What, what are you saying…!”

He didn’t know why he suddenly felt so happy, and he couldn’t even hide his silly smile, stammering, “I… I… but Mr. Huo, you still, right, you still lied to me!”

He held him and let him lean against him. “I was afraid of losing you, so I didn’t come to find you. And I was afraid you would leave, so I lied to you, wanting to win your sympathy.”

He thought he had misheard.

“Are you surprised?” he said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and lowered his gaze. “You’re afraid, so of course I’m also afraid.”

“I… I like Mr. Huo,” he said, cautiously taking his hand.

“Mmm,” he rested his head on his shoulder, his arm around his waist, and nuzzled his neck like a big wolf-dog, raising an eyebrow with a smile. “I was afraid that my sponsor daddy would not want me if he knew I had money. I didn’t want to lie to you either. I wanted to take you to live in the best villa and eat the best food. I was just afraid you would break up with me.”

He rarely had the chance and complained, “You, you always want to break up with me. I’ve been dumped several times.”

“I… I didn’t…”

“Who says you didn’t? The worst time, I was dumped so suddenly, without even a notice. And you kicked me out of the house to sleep in the hallway, and also…”

He didn’t say the rest, because he turned around, his face red, and kissed his lips as if he were taking the plunge, stopping his next words.

After so many kisses, he was still clumsy. He pressed his lips hard against his, and the impact made both of them dizzy.

This was a rare initiative from him. He smiled and pressed the back of his head to kiss him.

He moved his hand down and pinched his medicine with a smile. “If you dare to question me again in the future, I’ll bully you so much that you can’t get out of bed.”

“Ngh…”

…

In the late evening, he planned to leave and go back to the manor.

But he insisted on going with him, forcefully packing up and getting into the car that the production team had sent to pick them up.

Chu Qing: “…”

He looked at him sitting next to him and said angrily, “Mr. Huo… you’re still injured!”

“It’s not serious.”

“It’s a, a bullet!” he said with heartache. “Mr. Huo, don’t rush around the set with me. Doesn’t it hurt…”

Who gets shot and still walks around as if nothing happened.

The driver and staff in the front were authentic Italians and didn’t understand what they were saying, so the two of them didn’t deliberately cover up.

He sneered. “I have to follow. Otherwise, if I’m not here, you’ll be taken away by that bastard Monk.”

“…”

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “I, I’m not that easy to be tricked away…”

He stubbornly refused to let him out of his sight.

One, he was emotionally unstable. Two… now that Z had made a move, he was sure that Z also knew about the news of him and the bodyguard protecting him that night.

Now, he was not at ease at all to let him go back to that crowded and chaotic crew alone.

“By the way,” he paused, took out some medicine and candy from his pocket, and discreetly stuffed them into the pocket of his jacket.

“…?” he was a little confused. That was not the depression control medicine he usually took.

He leaned in close to his ear. “It’s a contraceptive pill. I just went downstairs to the hospital pharmacy to buy this. You can take it later when there’s no one around.”

Chu Qing: “………”

His face was a little red.

They had been in love in the hospital before and hadn’t thought of taking any precautions.

He paused and asked curiously, “Doesn’t Mr. Huo like children?”

“No. It’s just that it’s not suitable now.”

“Why isn’t it suitable?”

“No reason,” he said with a smile. “I was just thinking of having more time for just the two of us.”

“We can still have it with a child, right?”

Seeing him ask like this, he also asked curiously, “Do you want a child?”

Actually, he just wanted to live a stable life with him. How could he not like children?

He really wanted one in his heart, but in any case, he was the most important. He had heard of postpartum and prenatal depression, and he had also heard how hard it was to carry a baby. Now, he was weak and not mentally strong. He couldn’t bear to let him suffer.

At worst…

Mmm, although it’s a bit awkward, it’s not impossible for me to give birth.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

“No…” he shook his head. “I… I’m fine with it.”

“Mmm, then let’s leave it at that.”

He had no thoughts about children. It was fine to let nature take its course. He didn’t particularly want one, nor was he particularly against it. But for him to… deliberately prevent it, he felt a little sad.

Does Mr. Huo not want to have a child with me?

Why?

But he had just told him not to question him, so he paused and swallowed all his messy thoughts.

The two of them had their own thoughts on the way and did not speak.

…

After arriving at the studio, he was immediately pulled away by Monk.

Now, Losessi’s solo and farewell song, after much anticipation, were finally completed through everyone’s efforts. Monk had finally confirmed the last note this morning, and now the director and the music team couldn’t wait to have him play it to see the effect.

“Come on, put on Losessi’s costume,” a staff member said with a grin and stuffed the clothes into his hands.

His costume was very simple and plain. He just had to put it on and button it up. He was too lazy to go to the restroom and just took off his jacket and replaced it with the costume.

He sat down at the piano, and as soon as he played the first note, the feeling immediately came out.

“It wasn’t for nothing that we worked so hard for so long…” he said with a grin. “The effect is really good.”

“Mmm,” Roseland’s eyes were full of satisfaction. “Excellent!”

He smiled, took out his phone from his pocket, and recorded a short clip of him when the music reached its climax, and then uploaded it to Twitter.

Rosellan
@rosellanmicarlo
The perfect. Perfect even in rehearsal.
#musicalfilm #AngesetDémons

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In his post, he said that he was a “perfect person,” perfect even in rehearsal, and he had also tagged the drama.

This news immediately spread to Weibo and quickly climbed to the trending topics, sparking a heated discussion.

XXX: woc? woc?? So Qingqing was in Italy filming a drama during this time? And it’s an original by Teacher An Zuo, directed by Roseland, and a musical with Monk as the team leader?? I’m gone, I’m gone——— ahhhhhh Qingqing, you’re mommy’s pride!!

XXX: Mommy is so proud!!! Awww, so Qingqing went to the music circle! Ahhh, he’s finally doing what he likes qaq To be able to join such a crew, his future is limitless…! Does our Qingqing also want to be a professional musician? Can I wait for his concert tour??

XXX: Ahhh, the missing person is back. It turns out he was doing something so amazing. Oh my god, why is our Qingqing so amazing? Who in the circle can compare! Who! Else!

XXX: Tsk tsk, I’m not pouring cold water, but that’s Angels and Demons. And it’s the role of Losessi. It’s definitely not easy. Someone like him… can have a train wreck even in an ordinary drama. And he’s going to act in this with his acting skills??

XXX: Chu Qing is a bed-climber, as expected. How amazing must his sponsor daddy be? He can even get him into such a team? Not to be that person, but capital is too disgusting, isn’t it?? To take someone whose acting is worse than my grandmother’s to a top foreign team to embarrass us Chinese???

XXX: Waiting for the drama to have a train wreck and be mocked by everyone when it airs. I’m not an anti-fan, I’m a fan of the original drama. How many times has Losessi had a train wreck from the past to the present? How many professional musical actors have also had a train wreck? Just him? I’m not optimistic.

XXX: Hiss… Losessi in this drama is going to be ruined again… and by such an embarrassing person.

XXX: You can tell from this video. There’s no expression at all.

XXX: Are the anti-fans sick?? It’s been clarified that it’s a false accusation, and you’re still clinging to the bed-climbing. Are you Luo Yucheng’s leg hair? And you’re talking about expression. What can you see from a rehearsal video?!

XXX: The anti-fans are talking about acting all day. Why don’t you talk about his musical accomplishment?? With his musical talent, there’s absolutely no problem for him to sing Losessi! Who doesn’t know the tempers of An Zuo, Roseland, and Monk? They all say that artists are eccentric. Which of these three is easy to get along with? And Roseland has even posted such a wild praise on Twitter. Are the anti-fans blind?? Or are these three big shots all blind and deaf at the same time?

XXX: To be honest, Qing Tuanzi really doesn’t need to get involved in the fan circle. And they don’t have to pay attention to the anti-fans. Our Qingqing is not an idol. He’s a musician qaq Crying. He’s now happily creating with the big shots in the music industry. He doesn’t care about the messy things in the circle at all.

XXX: Agreed. It’s really unnecessary to fight for these small things in the fan circle and the entertainment industry. We just have to support his music well

Although some people were not optimistic, the news that he had successfully joined Roseland’s crew had made many people curious to search for him and learn about him, and he had gained a lot of fans because of it.

His fans had also left the circle’s fights, and everyone was happily listening to his singing together. The atmosphere was also very good.

At this moment, he was sitting in a corner of the music room, scrolling through Weibo.

It was his manager who had reminded him that he could take this opportunity to go on Weibo and interact with his fans. Although he was not an idol, he had been away for too long.

He posted a selfie, with the music room in the background.

@ChuQing_Teal: I’m fine. Thank you all.
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Naturally, there was a wave of concern and excited greetings from his fans, and also reminders for him to take good care of himself.

He smiled and looked at them one by one, unable to finish reading them.

Everyone is so warm.

“What are you doing? You’re smiling so happily?”

Monk came in with a notebook.

“Teacher Monk…!” he put down his phone and walked over to him.

“What’s wrong?” he raised an eyebrow.

“I… I have a question for you…”

“Hmm?”

He lowered his head and said shyly, “Teacher Monk has a lot of experience in this area, so I want to ask… what kind of gift should I give my lover for his birthday?”

He crossed his arms and raised an eyebrow. “Is it your bodyguard’s birthday?”

“Mmm…”

He had a grin on his face.