Chapter 4

  Ke Yuan has come to his senses, thinking to himself "How novel", can I not recognize myself? But after weighing the options multiple times, he chose the safest approach and replied: "I've seen you a few times before, but we're not acquainted."

  In a sudden change of tone, Li Yi Heng's voice and words became gentle: "When did you see him? What did he say to you?"

  "He came to our company to select new people, I participated in his sea election, he told me a few words. He said I... am not suitable for being a star, but the words are not many and the character is stable, it's actually suitable for being an agent." After finishing, he still didn't forget to give himself a compliment, "Teacher Ke looks good, has a good heart, looks like very cold but actually very warm. Unfortunately, I wasn't selected by Teacher Ke, otherwise I would have learned a lot from him."

  Discovering new talent is something that happens every year, and it's not a lie. The phrase "not suitable for being a star" was actually said by a senior to Ke You when he first entered the industry.

  At that time, Ke Yuan still didn't believe it, but later when he really became a broker, he realized that he was indeed destined to be humble and work hard.

  After saying this, Li Yiheng didn't continue the conversation for a long time. He straddled his legs, with his elbows on his knees, and sat hunched over like a shrimp, as if he had many emotions that wanted to burst out but couldn't find a place to vent them. In the ten years that Ke Yuan had known him, he hadn't seen this posture of his very often.

  Dimly, it seemed like something was off, Ke Yuan felt stupid and couldn't figure it out.

  After a very, very long time, so long that Ke Yuan thought he had petrified, Li Yiheng finally stood up: "Have you eaten?"

  Ke Yuan was stunned.

  Li Yiheng's throat was inexplicably a little hoarse, he cleared his throat and asked again: "Are you hungry?"

  Ke Yuan was indeed hungry, so he nodded honestly.

  "Then I'll take you out for something to eat."

  Li Yi Heng forced a smile and walked into the bedroom.

  For twenty years, from Ke's entry into the entertainment industry to now, I have seen countless models with good figures, including Shu Mu. In terms of wearing suits, none of them can compare to Li Yi Heng's elegance and poise. It is probably due to the accumulation of wealth and nobility over several generations that Mr. Li only needs to wear the simplest suit and sit there, already making people's souls flutter.

  There was once a Miss L in the industry, who was young and beautiful beyond compare. She would accompany wealthy men to dinner for 2 million yuan per meal, but she made an exception for Li Yiheng, saying that she wouldn't take a single cent from him. Alas, though flowers may have intentions, flowing water has no emotions, and Miss L still hasn't gotten her wish to this day.

  If she knew that the person she had been thinking about day and night was now sitting in front of Ke Yuan, I wonder if she would be so angry that her jaw would drop.

  He couldn't appreciate the handsome face in front of him, he was too hungry, as soon as the plate was served, he wielded his knife and fork to start eating, only after devouring everything did he pat his belly contentedly. Before leaving the table, he reluctantly picked up a glass of juice from the side, suddenly feeling a burning sensation on his forehead as if someone was staring at him, only then did he remember Li Yiheng sitting across from him.

  Ke Yuan felt extremely embarrassed, dryly laughing as he explained: "When I was young, my family was poor and had many children. During meals, if you didn't grab food quickly, you'd go hungry...and it's been that way ever since."

  Finished speaking and looked around nervously, fortunately, fortunately, the Western restaurant at 3 pm in the afternoon was not crowded.

  Li Yi Heng nodded in understanding and said: "If it's not enough, we can call for more."

  Ke Yuan hastily shook his head: "No need, no need... enough already... thank you."

  Li Yiheng didn't respond, picked up the red wine on the table and took a sip, asking: "You said you've seen Ke Yuan several times. Just now you only mentioned once, what about the others?"

  Ke Yuan finally reacted, no wonder Mr. Li condescended to invite him to dinner, it turned out he wanted to take the opportunity to ask him questions.

  It's just that telling a lie once or twice might be okay, but if you say too much, you'll definitely not be able to deceive Li Yiheng's cunning and astute eyes.

  He bluntly replied: "Those few times were just distant encounters, I don't remember clearly." He clenched the glass in his hand and asked tentatively: "Mr. Li, are you very familiar with Teacher Ke?"

  Li Yi Heng's eyes changed, and he said lightly: "We are friends."

  Ke Yuan's expression was complex as he nodded, "Yes, who says going to bed isn't a way of making friends?" He lightly coughed, seemingly unintentionally: "Teacher Ke... how did he end up in an accident out of the blue?"

  Li Yiheng's expression remained unchanged: "What is a good car accident?"

  Ke Yuan realized his mistake and corrected himself with a dry laugh: "I just think it's all too coincidental, he was just kicked out by HM company and then got into an accident..."

  "Hmm..." Li Yiheng pondered, "You're saying someone conspired to frame him, first slandering him and then staging a car accident to kill him and silence him, and then sat back to enjoy the benefits with a clear conscience?"

  There was a moment when everything around seemed to turn into an Antarctic night with howling cold winds at the polar day.

  Kuo Yuan had long understood that with his IQ, it was really too difficult to play tricks in front of Li Yi Heng.

  Unfortunately, he often forgets.

  Now, Li Yi's eyebrows were raised, his fingers moved lightly, and he swirled the red wine in his hand lazily. He looked up at him with a distant gaze. The crimson liquid spun around in the cup, clinging to the transparent glass wall, leaving a circle of blurry wine stains.

  Ke Yuan thought that those red ones might become his own heart's blood in the next second.

  "Who are you suspecting?" Li Yiheng frowned, "HM is the brainchild of Ke Yuan and Shu Mu. With Ke Yuan dead, the biggest beneficiary would be Shu Mu. Are you suspecting him?"

  "I..." The words of denial couldn't make it out in time. In a flash, Ke Yuan inexplicably changed his tune, "Yes, I was suspecting him."

  There are thousands and millions of people in this world who hate him, but there is only one person who can make him completely defenseless and willing to accept his fate.

  That is Shu Mu.

  Ke Yuan's breathing gradually slowed down, and his chest felt a suffocating sensation as if it was being crushed by a huge boulder.

  Unexpected car accident? Did he really think he was stupid and didn't know to observe his surroundings before getting out of the car?!

  But if it's really Shu Mu, why would he do this?

  Ke Yuan bitterly smiled.

  The news clearly stated that "the amount of embezzlement is huge", since the money was not embezzled by himself, it can only be that Shu Mu had a hand in it.

  Although the shareholders do not know yet that Shu Mu has misappropriated public funds, it will be exposed sooner or later. By then, not to mention his position in HM company, he is afraid that his performing career of ten years will also be ruined overnight.

  The best way to save oneself is undoubtedly to find a scapegoat.

  As the actual operator of HM company, I became the best candidate for it.

  Who would have believed that the meticulous Kuo-yen had absolute trust in Shu-mo, and yet for several months he didn't ask about the financial situation, letting the finance director he appointed handle it.

  Struggling and struggling, ending up losing one's own life.

  Moreover, Ke Yuan even felt that with Shu Mu's current status in the Jianghu, even if he were to be led by a rookie agent, it would not have any impact on his career. So losing an agent is just a small case.

  "Since Ke Yu's car accident, many people have speculated that it was Shu Mu's doing, but you shouldn't be included in this. " Li Yi Heng suddenly said, "What was your name again? I forgot."

  Ke Yuan's whole body shook, and he subconsciously lifted his head.

  Li Yiheng gazed at him quietly, his icy gaze sweeping from the top of Ke Yuan's head to his toes, as if he wanted to see through him. After a long time, he withdrew his gaze and put down the red wine glass on the table.

  Ke Yuan forced a faint smile: "You're a busy noble, no need to remember my name."

  "Many people go to great lengths to get into my bed, just so I'll remember their names, and casually mention them to the people around me, helping them achieve success ten years earlier." Li Yiheng sneered, "How about you, are your intentions unusually pure, coming here for my sake?"

  Ke Yuan was stunned.

  Li Yiheng seemed extremely patient, having asked once, he didn't urge again, as if waiting for the answer like this, leaning against the sofa and sitting properly.

  The calmer he was, the more terrified Ke Yuan became. He vaguely knew that Li Yi Heng didn't really want to ask him his name, but the underlying meaning behind it, he couldn't understand.

  What's more, he really didn't know what his name was now.

  Ke Yuan clenched his fists silently, as if a large pot of boiling oil was scorching his heart, causing cold sweat to seep from his forehead.

  He cannot answer, and even if he does, it's not correct.

  "Or are you just afraid to say it?" Li Yiheng sneered, leaning in close. His body carried the distinctive scent of men's cologne after a bath, icy and oppressive. Ke Yuan stared blankly as he drew near, wanting to dodge but unable to escape, and could only passively let him grasp his chin, stiffly tilting his head back.

  The two were almost nose to nose, Li Yi Heng's breath carrying the scent of red wine blowing against Ke Yuan's face, making Ke Yuan involuntarily close his eyes in humiliation.

  "Li Jin!" Just as Ke Yuan was at a loss, a strong gust of wind suddenly swept past his ear. A dull pain followed, and Ke Yuan was heavily pushed back into his chair. "Bastard! You dare to touch him!"