Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

After breakfast, Su Tang initially planned to leave. While the mission was important, her life was even more so. Yesterday, the male lead even hit her with his car. Today, a man and a woman alone in the same house, who knows what might happen.

However, Bo Yijin wouldn't let her go at all, and actually pulled her into a discussion about the "Tyrant" script.

Of course, before the discussion, he specifically brought over the first-aid kit. "Yesterday's wound still needs to be disinfected today."

Su Tang's foot was wrapped in gauze. Thankfully, the slippers were big enough, otherwise her foot wouldn't fit in at all. She watched the actor take out the disinfectant, shrank her foot, and whispered, "I can do it myself." After saying that, she snatched the disinfectant.

Bo Yijin raised an eyebrow, but didn't insist. He watched her unwrap the gauze, apply the medicine to herself, and re-wrap it, with surprisingly skillful movements.

"Miss An seems to know very well how to treat wounds."

Su Tang's heart skipped a beat, but her face remained calm. "Not really that skilled, it's just that I've always encountered injured stray cats before, and after dealing with it so many times, I became proficient."

Bo Yijin didn't doubt it, but felt that rescuing stray cats was something she would do.

The little girl was very kind, so kind that sometimes he felt unworthy of her. But so what? He had already fallen, and even if he was unworthy, he had to be worthy!

Su Tang didn't know his thoughts. She reorganized the first-aid kit and handed it back.

She watched him put away the first-aid kit, and always felt that he wouldn't let her go. Frowning, she thought of a roundabout strategy.

"Mr. Bo, could you have someone bring my phone over?"

"Okay."

Su Tang's phone quickly returned to her hand, but perhaps because too many people called her yesterday, it was already out of battery.

This time, Bo Yijin didn't wait for her to speak, and brought the charger himself.

Su Tang didn't hesitate to charge her phone and continued to say to him, "Mr. Bo, I'm really fine. Look, even the airbag didn't deploy yesterday, and it's not good to keep bothering you."

Her polite words, pushing him away again and again, made Bo Yijin force a smile, but his eyes were dark. "Miss An helped me when I was in need, how can I just leave you now? Speaking of which, Miss An doesn't know that her residence is already surrounded by reporters, right? Going back now, I'm afraid you'll be besieged."

Su Tang was taken aback, then remembered the big thing she did yesterday. Her phone had already turned on, and she opened Weibo. Unsurprisingly, it was trending.

However, she didn't expect that her and Bo Yijin's car accident was also trending, and it even overshadowed Jin Jingsheng. But that wasn't the point, the point was the three words he posted.

She's fine.

Just three short words, but Su Tang felt something was odd.

She looked up at Bo Yijin, but he calmly let her examine him, and finally asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Su Tang spoke slowly, "Nothing, it's just that I seem to have caused you trouble."

Bo Yijin hooked his lips. "If Miss An feels troubled, we can now discuss the content of the 'Tyrant' script. For example, the follow-up of the Tyrant and the Little Prince."

Su Tang refused. This was a guy with God's perspective, and it was impossible to talk to him.

Because everything he hypothesized actually existed!

Bo Yijin said again, "Actually, I thought about buying the copyright of the 'Tyrant' comic before, but Miss An was unwilling to sell it." He finished, revealing a smile. "Can I be curious about who Miss An finally sold it to?"

Su Tang didn't hide it and admitted directly, "I didn't sell it to anyone, I invested in it myself."

Bo Yijin was stunned, then laughed.

Hmm, just now he thought the little girl looked exactly like an investor when she was serious, and it turned out she really was.

Su Tang, "I made a small profit before, so instead of selling it to others, I might as well find a director to film it myself. At least I have the final say on my comic."

Bo Yijin nodded. "Is Miss An willing to let me increase the investment?"

How could Su Tang say no, she was afraid that he would kill her if she disagreed.

"Of course, but I'll contact my assistant later and have her draw up a contract." She then asked, "Mr. Bo, don't you have work today?"

Bo Yijin, "I'm taking a break for the next two days."

Su Tang didn't say anything more. She lowered her head. Although her phone was turned off yesterday, there were a lot of messages: her parents' worries, her friends' shock, and of course, more of Jin Jingsheng's idiotic reconciliation texts.

Indeed, the matter was a big deal, but in the end, it was a private matter. If she was willing to forgive, it would definitely help Jin Jingsheng's current situation. Then, the agency would manage it, he would stay quiet for ten days or half a month, do some charity work, release some new songs, and the fans would quickly forget.

Unfortunately, his wishful thinking was going to be wrong.

Su Tang didn't reply, but directly blocked him and then posted a Weibo message.

--Broke up.

Yesterday during the live broadcast, although she said they broke up in front of Jin Jingsheng and the fans, she didn't officially reply. Now that she said this, it was basically a done deal, irreversible.

Bo Yijin suppressed the corners of his lips that wanted to rise, and said in a good mood, "Would you like something to drink?"

Su Tang, "No, thank you."

Bo Yijin, "Is it convenient to add contact information?" He said, taking out his phone.

It was funny to think that he had followed her for so long, but didn't even have her contact information. Unlike Jin Jingsheng, even if they broke up, he had once tagged her.

Thinking about this, it was really unpleasant.

"Mr. Bo, you can open your phone, and I'll scan your QR code."

The soft voice sounded, dispelling a lot of the darkness in Bo Yijin's heart. The little girl's voice was sweet, but not the kind of sweetness that was sickeningly sweet, just right.

"And please also give me your phone number, I sometimes miss WeChat messages."

"Okay."

After adding contact information and chatting about the script for a while, it was almost noon. Su Tang was thinking about ordering takeout when the actor rolled up his sleeves. "Miss An, do you eat steak?"

Su Tang wasn't picky, as long as it was delicious, she loved it.

"Yes."

Bo Yijin, "Then let's add some pasta."

Su Tang watched the male lead busy in the kitchen, feeling quite apprehensive. Then, she belatedly began to think, if he couldn't kill her by hitting her with a car, would he try to poison her?

With this thought, she opened the refrigerator.

It was full of ingredients and quite a few fruits. Using the excuse of washing fruit, she walked to the kitchen and asked him for a plate. "Mr. Bo, I'll cut some fruit. I remember you like apples."

Bo Yijin's steak-frying hand paused. She used to be his fan and must have researched his information. However, the information was fake.

He didn't like apples, in fact, he hated them the most, just like his disgusting childhood, seemingly warm and sweet, but rotten inside.

So, every time someone gave him apples, it was like mocking him, that it was all just a facade.

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