I’m Keeping the Overbearing CEO After He Went Bankrupt [Rebirth] 66

Chapter 66: The Overbearing CEO’s Terrible Play

In the end, Chu Qing was not satisfied with anything Monk had said.

Flowers, jewelry, handmade items, food… none of these seemed worthy of Huo Li.

He wanted to prepare a unique gift.

Something that belonged only to him.

After he returned to his room, he sat blankly on the sofa by the window, looking at the scenery outside all night.

Huo Li came out of the shower and sat down next to him with a smile. “What are you thinking about?”

“I’m thinking… what is the most beautiful melody in the world.”

“Oh,” he muttered. “You should go find that bastard Monk for that. Aren’t you guys having a great time talking about music?”

So sour.

He smiled, ignored him, and continued to be lost in thought.

Huo Li: “…”

He said, dissatisfied, “You should be coaxing me. Every time you’re jealous of Mr. Pan, I coax you, with kisses and touches and…”

He reached out and covered his mouth so that he wouldn’t continue.

“…Pfft… so thin-skinned.”

He propped up his chin and looked at him, thought for a moment, and then answered his previous question, “I don’t know what kind of melody is the best. I can’t even tell the five tones apart. The one I have a relatively deep impression of is Canon. I think it’s quite beautiful. But I don’t know what the real story behind it is. It’s speculated that it was written for a friend’s wedding?”

He was stunned.

Canon…

Ah… right!

His eyes lit up. He had an idea of what gift to give.

He was overjoyed and stood up to hug him tightly, his arms wrapped around his neck, nuzzling him.

“What’s wrong?”

“Mr. Huo is really my Muse.”

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry and didn’t mind. After all, he was busy writing songs for the crew now and also had to be distracted by preparing his own new album.

He then sat down again, humming something to himself.

He watched him in silence.

His condition had been much better recently, better than when they had first met. But before, with the assassination and the fake bankruptcy being exposed, one thing after another, and he had to do high-intensity work, his mental state was not so good.

He took his hand. “Teacher Chu, teach me to play the piano?”

“…Ah?”

He smiled. “Music theory, music, anything is fine.”

“Don’t be naughty.”

“Really,” he said, pinching his cheek. “You’re always listless when you come back. How about you play the piano with me?”

His eyes were shining, and he said happily, “Really? Can you, Mr. Huo?”

“Mmm,” he turned his head away and said sourly, “As expected, music is more important than me.”

After he had a video call with Dr. Lu that day, he had also added his WeChat and had been secretly learning with him. The doctor he had consulted before was another doctor in the US. Although he was professional, he was not familiar with him, so he was naturally not as good as Dr. Lu.

But what Dr. Lu had said was the same as the previous one—let him be filled with things he liked and was good at, such as music therapy.

When he was with music, he was basically detached from the mortal world and had gone to another virtual place.

He was always jealous of this, as if his lover had another paradise that he could not go to, but he also felt fortunate.

“N-No…” he lowered his gaze and said shyly, “If, if Mr. Huo were not with me, I wouldn’t have the energy to do other things…”

He said with a smile, “Let’s begin, Teacher Chu.”

“Oh… oh,” he said, and pulled him to the piano in their room. He said with a grin, “Then I’ll teach you to recognize the keys first.”

He placed his hand on the white keys and said seriously, “Mr. Huo, look. A group of three, a group of two… it’s all like this. You have to use the black keys to recognize the white keys.”

“Mmm,” he nodded obediently.

“A group of two is C, D, and E. A group of three is F, G, A, B…”

This was the first time he had taught someone. He had the attitude of a kindergarten teacher, and his tone was even involuntarily kind and gentle, and he taught patiently.

Huo Li: “…”

Alright then?

He sat on the side and was very happy to see his serious little appearance.

“I’ll teach you to play the scales first. Let’s start with C… Mr. Huo,” he said, dissatisfied. “You have to look at my fingers, not my face…”

The inattentive student was called out and criticized.

“Sorry,” he said, rubbing his nose with a smile. “It’s just that the teacher is too good-looking… which makes it hard for me to concentrate.”

“…” his ears were red. “Don’t, don’t be naughty… we’re studying seriously.”

He rubbed his nose again. “Mmm, okay.”

Hiss…

It seems that teacher-student play is very exciting?

To have him cry and accuse me of not being focused, of not being strong enough…

Thump!

He patted the back of his hand angrily. “It’s Mr. Huo’s turn.”

“Um, if I play it right, is there a reward?”

He muttered, “No.”

All you think about is taking advantage…!

“What about if I play it wrong?”

“There is!”

Before he could say “then you can eat a late-night snack,” he saw his eyes light up and he leaned towards him. “What is it? I’m fine with anything.”

Chu Qing: “…”

You’re dreaming.

He took a few steps back and said with a grin, “Then how about this… if Mr. Huo can play it right on the first try, there’s a reward.”

He continued, “A kiss as a reward.”

“…Fine.”

Anyway, it’s very difficult for a big guy like him to get this reward.

And then.

C major, he got it on the first try.

He grabbed him and planted a kiss on his left cheek.

D major, he got it on the first try.

He planted a kiss on his right cheek.

E, the same. This time, it was his lips.

…

When he got to the last one, he covered his face and said angrily, “Did Mr. Huo secretly learn it before…!”

“I didn’t,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “Do I look like I’ve learned it before?”

“Then… then…”

He was almost kissed silly, and his soft lips were broken.

Why is his learning ability so good…?!

It shouldn’t be!

Didn’t he say he was tone-deaf?

He felt that he had been deceived.

He raised an eyebrow. “This is the last time, right? If I play it right, I want an ultimate reward.”

He successfully finished the last major scale practice and pulled him into his arms with a grin. “I’ve gained a lot today. Thank you, professional Teacher Chu.”

His hands started to get restless, and he lowered his head to his ear. “Teacher Chu, it’s late at night. Now I want to learn something else. Will you teach me? Hmm?”

His voice was thick with the precipitation of years, with a bit of hoarseness and magnetism.

His toes curled slightly, and he grabbed his shoulder. “I… I’m still in pain…”

“Hmm?”

He said softly, with shame, “I’m still in a lot of pain… I can’t.”

“Alright then,” he said a little helplessly.

It’s not his fault that he’s horny. It’s just that before, they weren’t together. Now that he’s had a taste of it, he’s a little addicted.

“Good night, Mr. Huo.”

Looking at the aggrieved and dissatisfied Huo Li, he smiled, stood up, and quickly planted a light kiss on his forehead, and then turned to run away.

…

The next day, he welcomed the recording.

Losessi actually only had four scenes in total. The first was his debut, the second was his fall, the third was with Versailles, and the last was his farewell.

The crew planned to have him finish filming first, and then he could concentrate on the work of the music group.

He also had to help with the creation and record the original sound, so he was basically divided into several pieces.

Today’s rehearsal was for the fall scene.

Versailles had killed someone, and Losessi had found out, but he had not exposed him. Instead, he had bribed a police officer who was investigating the case.

With his looks.

In this scene, he needed to sing, dance, and act. The director had done the sound recording and had requested that he sing and record live, so that it would have more feeling.

And for the dancing part, the crew had already prepared a professional dance double, from the figure and hairstyle to the clothes, almost exactly the same as him, except for the face.

It began.

The orange lights in the hall were dim, giving off a bit of a decadent smell.

The exquisitely dressed men and women were all dancing. The most eye-catching one was the most plainly dressed Losessi.

He was like an angel who had fallen from the sky, his body moving gently to the music.

His body was as soft as if he had no bones, and his face still had that distant and arrogant expression.

Everyone said that someone like him should not be here, but in the palace.

I saw roses in your garden…
I see sorrow in your smile…
When the drought comes…
May I be the roses…

His voice was melodious, clearly a cold and clear voice, but it had a hint of sadness.

He turned to the police chief’s side.

He gently pressed against him and danced at a just-right distance.

Their two bodies rubbed against each other, seemingly and not.

The police chief frowned slightly.

He rarely smiled, like a flower blooming on an iceberg.

He stood behind him, stood on his tiptoes, and put his hand on his shoulder, his arm around his neck.

“Sir…”

…

“Cut!”

He said with a smile, “Overall, it’s not bad, but there’s still room for improvement.”

It didn’t matter if he didn’t dance well in the first half. After all, there was a dance double. But in the second half, the scene where he was close to the police chief had higher requirements for him, and it was more difficult for a dance double to take over.

“Have you practiced dancing a little these past few days?” he said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “It’s too stiff. And because you have to think about the moves and you’re not skilled, some of your expressions are not natural.”

“I’m sorry… I… I didn’t,” he lowered his head. Although the crew had sent him a video, he had been in an accident, and he had only had time to watch the video and remember it, and had no time to actually practice it.

“And another thing is that your seductive expression is not in place. It’s not that you can’t let go, but you can try to make your eyes a little more alluring. You need that kind of calm and composed desire, understand? A little more flirtatious. After all, this is a big highlight. It has to have a stunning feeling.”

“Ah…?” he paused and nodded. “I… will work hard.”

“The rest is not a problem.”

He was shy, and it was a little hard for him to act in this kind of scene, but he still maintained his persona and had a cold face, which made his face even colder at this moment.

And Losessi was not originally a lecherous and dissolute character, so his acting was actually in line with it, which was a blessing in disguise.

“Okay… I, I’ll go back and practice well,” he bowed deeply.

“It’s okay. I heard from others that you were accidentally in a shooting incident the other day, and your bodyguard lover was injured to protect you. I can understand.”

“Mmm… mmm,” he said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. “Thank you, director.”

“Mmm, as long as you’re okay.”

…

He left the set, went back to his room, and took a shower. When he came out, he saw that he had already prepared dinner for him.

He didn’t know where he had found the Chinese food, but there was hot rice.

He had been missing Chinese food for a long time, and he immediately smiled when he saw it.

The two sat down. Before he could take two bites, there was a knock on the door.

“You eat,” he said, patting his shoulder to stop him from getting up.

It was a staff member who was knocking, holding a jacket.

“Ah… Mr. Bodyguard, this is the jacket that Chu accidentally left at the studio.”

Before, when he was rehearsing Losessi’s solo, he had taken off his jacket when he changed into his costume. The staff had seen it and had helped him put it away. But after the performance, he had left directly, and the staff had not had time to return it.

“Oh, okay. Thank you,” he said, taking the jacket.

“What’s wrong?” he was on the side, still with a mouthful of meat.

“Nothing. It’s not important.”

He sat down again and served him a piece of meat. “I was also at the studio when the director was talking to you today. Do you want to practice tonight?”

“I’ll… figure out what the director means by ‘flirtatious’ first,” he said helplessly. “I might have to practice in front of a mirror… and then practice dancing tomorrow. In any case, the director said that we can shoot other parts of the same scene first tomorrow, and then shoot mine the day after tomorrow.”

“Then you might as well practice in front of me instead of a mirror. I’ll teach you how to seduce others,” he said, raising an eyebrow. “You’re my lover. Don’t I know?”

“Oh…”

Ten minutes later…

He regretted it.

“Police officer…”

He stood behind him, his voice hoarse, and gently wrapped his arm around his shoulder.

Their bodies rubbed against each other, and he could feel his restlessness.

His throat was parched.

Hiss.

Was I hit in the head to suggest that I practice with him? Am I so idle that I’m looking for trouble for myself??

Watching him use all his tricks in front of me just to tease me, and I can’t do anything, I have to be a good sparring partner.

This…

What kind of human suffering is this.

: )

“Mr. Huo, is it okay?” he asked after practicing with him in front of the mirror.

He had nothing in his mind and looked up blankly. “Excellent!”

“But I acted like this just now, and the director said it didn’t have a stunning feeling,” he said with a frown and a complaint. “Mr. Huo, were you watching seriously?”

Huo Li: “…”
Huo Li: I have a hard time saying it.

“Mr. Huo?”

“Mmm…” he cleared his throat. “You do it again…”

“Oh…”

He didn’t think much of it. In any case, it was acting. He had also acted with that actor in the afternoon.

“Police officer…”

He held him again.

“Wait,” he said, and took his hand. “The director said you were not in place. Then let me ask you, do you know what you’re acting?”

He said obediently, “I have to seduce you.”

“Seduce me to do what?”

“And… and…” he thought for a moment and lowered his head. “Is it… that?”

“Right.”

He pinched his nose helplessly. “You should first figure out what you’re acting, silly Qingbao. Let me ask you again, do you know what you’re doing to him?”

“Seducing him.”

“Be specific.”

He thought for a long moment and said tentatively, “Mmm… showing my charm?”

“That’s right,” he said, and pulled him to sit down. “Let me be more direct with you. You’re showing me your body, your everything. You’re trying to arouse my desire to be ambiguous with you. Do you understand?”

“…” his face turned red, and he nodded. “I, I understand…”

He smiled and raised an eyebrow.

“…”

He was silent for a long moment and said with a bitter face, “Acting is so hard.”

“You’re only just realizing it now,” he said, pinching his cheek.

This little one who had never had much contact with outsiders, and who didn’t even understand many things about being in a relationship with him, was now having to act in such an adult-oriented scene. It was really hard for him.

He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

He held him. “Do you like me?”

“I do…”

“Then what would you do if one day I didn’t want to do it with you?”

“Just… like that?” he blinked.

That… is not necessary, right.

Huo Li: “………”

He had no choice but to say, “Then what do you think I would do if one day you didn’t want to do it with me?”

He thought for a moment and said with a smile, “You would definitely be like a peacock, using all your tricks to coerce and entice me.”

Huo Li: “…”

He bared his teeth. “Although what I said to you is a bit petty, you can think along these lines. The you now is me. You’re trying to show yourself, to tell me your capital, to arouse my desire. That’s the line of thought.”

He understood.

He lowered his head, now a little embarrassed.

This is too… lewd.

He stood up, took a deep breath, and his body limply rested on his shoulder, his thighs intentionally or unintentionally rubbing against his.

“Police officer…”

His voice was mixed with a bit of unbearable and breathy sounds, and the end of his voice was also gently raised.

His breath hitched.

He turned his head to meet those watery eyes.

This expression had never appeared on his face before.

His eyes darkened slightly.

“Police officer… do you want me?” he said, his gaze lowered, saying his lines.

He turned around and hugged him, looking down at him.

Their eyes met, their breathing a little heavy.

He asked in a low voice, “Does it still hurt?”

He put his hand on his waist and kneaded it.

“I…”

He looked up at him.

“Police officer…”

No, wait, it’s…

“Mr. Huo…”

He stood on his tiptoes and hugged him.

His voice was hoarse, and he pinched his cheek with a smile. “You don’t have to change. You can keep calling me that later.”

And after he was carried to the bed in a princess carry, he looked at the person who was leaning over him and vaguely remembered something.

Ah…

The medicine I put in my jacket before, I didn’t take it.

He had originally wanted to say it, but he immediately started to move, and he also couldn’t think.

Forget it… it won’t be that accurate.

Can he really hit the mark every time?