[BL] The cannon fodder host is always coveted by the paranoid villain!

2.5

　　Jing Yan and Yun Zhuo reached a cooperation, and Count, who failed to renew his contract, was cooling off in the hotel.

　　Canglang yawned and rubbed his arms, leaning lazily against the bar.

　　"Count, if the contract is not renewed, then don't renew it. You can't force people to sign, right? Let's go find other partners. Will Dark Color collapse if we lose a partner?"

　　"What are you talking about? Is that how you think? What I care about is not the loss of a partner, but why they didn't renew the contract when I took over. Don't you find it strange?"

　　Count keenly felt that there was something fishy about this matter, but he couldn't find out what was wrong.

　　Canglang didn't notice anything. "What's strange? I don't think there's anything strange!"

　　"I really hope you can feel something. Did you really not notice anything strange when you came to Dark with King before?"

　　"What do you mean?" Canglang suddenly became sober when he heard the familiar name, "Are you doubting me and King?"

　　Count didn't answer, Canglang was annoyed by his attitude.

　　Doesn't this clearly show that he suspects the two of them? Suspects that they are in collusion with the auction?

　　"Count, we are all from the same organization. There is no need to engage in such intrigue. Everything we do is for the good of the organization. Your idea is completely insulting our dignity. You can't think that the two of us are doing bad things behind our backs just because the auction was not renewed. You are judging others by your own standards."

　　At this time, Canglang ignored the rank and pointed at Count's nose to accuse him, and even spit in his face when he was excited.

　　Count: "..."

　　He silently wiped the saliva from his face, and when Canglang was about to continue, he exuded the authority of a senior official to make him stop.

　　Canglang withdrew his hand, without a trace of remorse on his face, and even revealed a hint of dissatisfaction.

　　He did nothing wrong, why should he admit his mistake?

　　When he thought Count was going to scold him, Count said nothing but just took out his cell phone and gave it to him.

　　He held the phone in confusion, "What?"

　　"Call King and ask him to come back to see me."

　　"See you? What do you want to do?"

　　Canglang's radar began to sound an alarm, and his mind inexplicably thought of the questions asked by Count when he was still unconscious. Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he felt a little reluctant.

　　"I have my own business. Don't ask too much. Just call me. It's not good for you to know too much."

　　It's this sentence again. He is not a fool, why does everyone want to hide it from him?

　　"Can't you even ask? Just hit me if you want."

　　Canglang pressed the phone roughly. While waiting for the call to be connected, he caught a glimpse of Count's face, which looked a little nervous, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes.

　　Canglang was even more curious. What was going on? Was he really going to confess his feelings?

　　When the call was connected, the person on the other end spoke first.