Chapter 32 (1/2)

”It's not just that scandal a while ago that caused the manufacturers and film makers to think I'm gay and have to terminate my contract. Sister Jing asked me to go to the university first to avoid the limelight.”

Han Xichen poured himself a glass of wine, with a gloomy face, picked up the glass and drank it.

”That's the entertainment news that you kiss same-sex girls at the airport and still love to wear women's clothes?” Nangong Yifeng raised her eyebrows and asked.

Han Xichen put down the cup heavily and said angrily: ”no matter how I explain, no one will believe that I am not gay, I was framed by that boy!”

”It's very easy to solve this scandal.” Ling Mu ran shook the wine in his glass and said slowly: ”first, find the boy, let him apologize to you publicly and admit that this is a misunderstanding; second, expose a new affair between you and other girls, and suppress the previous homosexual scandal.”

Han Xichen immediately shook his head and said, ”I don't want to expose an affair with a girl who doesn't know why. If my father and mother know about it, they will definitely let me take people home. Maybe they will urge me to get engaged. Thinking about it, I feel terrible. I don't want to be tied up so early.”

”Then you have only one option to choose from.” Qi Haoyang shrugged his shoulders.

”That makes me even more depressed.” Han Xichen kneaded his temple and felt worse.

”If I could find him, no matter what means, I would have forced him to apologize publicly and return my innocence!” Han Xichen frowned, sighed, and said impatiently, ”our Han family is a big business, and sister Jing is also a top-ranking agent in terms of skills and contacts. However, after such a long time, I didn't find out the guy's identity information. It seems that the guy has evaporated from the world. Do you think it's strange?”

Nangong Yifeng touched his chin and said with great interest: ”in this way, the identity of your gossip object is really some unusual.”

”You're not the one who can't be provoked, are you? Do you want me to ask my brother to check it for you? ” Qi Haoyang suggested.

Han Xichen a listen, immediately two eyes shine, a pat thigh, excitedly said: ”right! I didn't think of it! If the people on my side can't find it, I can ask you for help! What's the matter? Just help me with this? ”

Qi Haoyang nodded his head and said, ”OK, I'll tell my elder brother when I go back.”

”I try my best.” Ling Muran also nodded slightly.

”Don't worry. It's all brothers. I helped you with this.” Nangong Yifeng held up his cup and saluted Han Xichen.

”I'll thank you all first.”

Han Xichen's tight frown gradually loosened.

With the help of his friends and the forces behind them, he would not believe that he could not find that stinky boy!

Four people did not play together for a long time, together then heartily hi up.

It was not until one or two o'clock in the morning that Han Xichen and Qi Haoyang were drunk, and the carnival ended.

Han Xichen lying on the sofa has been drunk unconscious.

Qi Haoyang was also sitting on the sofa with a confused smile on his face. He kept mumbling to himself. Nine out of ten sentences were called ”Sister star”.

Ling Mulan and Nangong Yifeng are in good condition, at least they are still fresh.

Nangong Yifeng's face was crimson, and his breath was mixed with a strong smell of wine. He loosened the button on the collar of his shirt, drank the sobering soup just delivered by the manager, pointed to drunk Han Xichen and Qi Haoyang, and said to Ling Muran, ”are these two guys going back to the dormitory or going home?”

”Brother Qi called me just now to inquire about Xiaoyang's situation. I told him that he was already on his way and should arrive soon. As for Xichen, you can arrange the driver to take him back to the dormitory. His assistant will take care of him.”

”Yes, as you say.” Nangong Yifeng nodded, let the manager arrange the driver, send drunk Han Xichen back to the dormitory.

The driver helped Han Xichen to run and drove him back to the dormitory.

It's already two o'clock in the morning.

Outside, it was dark, and the whole dormitory area of ISH college fell into a silent state. Everyone was immersed in the dream village.