Being a villain in three ABO novels at the same time

Su Qing met the new person she was going to coach outside the practice room.

"Sister Su Qing, hello~ My name is Zhou Haoyang, I'm 19 years old, and I'm a sophomore in the Art Department of C University. I studied singing and dancing for 2 years, and once debuted briefly as a member of an idol group. Later, due to the low popularity of the group and poor management, the group disbanded, and I was signed to Xinghai Company by a scout..."

The new actor introduced himself to Su Qing enthusiastically.

The Omega boy in front of me is just as my colleague next to me said, special and cute.

Su Qing looked at this youthful face and thought to herself.

When she came to her senses, she found that Zhou Haoyang was already introducing his parents.

"That's right, there's no need to be so detailed."
Su Qing raised his hand and interrupted him, "Today we just want to meet and recognize each other."

Afterwards, Su Qing asked a few more questions, added the other party's contact information, and prepared to leave. She had just started working today, and there was only one new person "unemployed" under her, so she had plenty of time.

This is also the reason why she signed with Xinghai Company.

Otherwise, she could have used the identity of another "Su Qing" to open an entertainment company, and then become the "boss", the "agent", and the "passerby employee" herself. She wouldn't even need to post a recruitment notice, as she could take on multiple roles and the company would be full of her aliases.

She can even take on the role of "company artist" herself.

You can go to work whenever you want without having to worry about the company making losses.

Because even if she loses money, it won’t be much, which is bearable for her.

"Why didn't I think of such a good idea in advance?" Su Qing felt a little regretful.

However, she had just completed her employment contract, so it seemed a bit awkward to ask for resignation now. She should wait for a while. At least, she should work for the full month.

system:"……"

It doesn't have to be this way.

The system wanted to send this sentence back to her.

Since she had decided to work for a full month, she had to work hard. Therefore, Su Qing decided to leave early. Oh, no, she found the contact information of the director Xiang An on the way here and planned to visit him during her lunch break.

I hope to get news about Dongfangdong from Xiang An.

Just when Su Qing walked to the elevator door, he was suddenly stopped by a colleague who came rushing over.

"Mr. Wu has another artist who needs your guidance," said the colleague.

"Huh?" Su Qing was stunned.

Didn’t they say that she just started working and they only let her take care of one person?

Temporary increase in workload?
"I heard that you are Mr. Wu's sweetheart and he loves you very much. You don't know how many people envy you now." On the way to Mr. Wu's office, a colleague said this to Su Qing.

Darling? Baby?
Why does it seem weirder the more I listen?
Her expression was a little hard to describe.

I thought my colleague was bullying the artist, but it turned out that he had no ill intentions.

How dear and precious is that?
With such doubts, Su Qing came to the door of Mr. Wu's office.

A colleague stood at the door and motioned for her to come in.

Su Qing pushed the black-framed glasses on her nose and pushed the door open. It was an office of more than ten square meters, decorated in a light and bright style. As soon as she stepped in, the male Alpha sitting on the sofa opposite looked at her.

"Are you Su Qing?" The male Alpha, Mr. Wu, raised his head and looked her up and down.

Maybe you are curious about what makes her so special?
"Yes, Mr. Wu." Su Qing thought of his colleague's introduction just now and nodded quickly.

Mr. Wu said "hmm", pointed to his left and said to Su Qing: "This is the actor that our company is promoting. We will leave it to you to lead from now on."

This is your heart, I know.

Su Qing added silently in his heart.

Then, he turned his head and looked in the direction of Mr. Wu's finger.

Fu Yihan, who was standing in front of the fish tank, turned his head and met Su Qing's eyes.

"Fu Yihan?" Su Qing was surprised.

She didn't expect to meet Fu Yihan here.

Fu Yihan pursed his lips and looked at her with complicated eyes.

"Do you know each other?" Mr. Wu asked.

Su Qing pushed up the glasses on his nose and said, "I was his former agent."

"What? You are his former black-hearted agent?" Mr. Wu was even more shocked.

What a black heart?
Su Qing was stunned and looked at Fu Yihan.

But soon, she remembered the character in the book, took a deep breath, and put on a polite smile: "Yes, I am the black-hearted agent."

"she is not!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Yihan, who had been silent all this time, spoke up to refute.

Su Qing looked at him.

Fu Yihan pursed his lips and looked down at Mr. Wu who was sitting on the sofa: "Let her continue to be my agent."

"Xiao Fu, you have to think it through carefully," said Mr. Wu.

"Yes, you have to think it over carefully." Su Qing.

One is that I suspect he has some masochistic tendencies, and the other is that I don't want to add more workload to myself.

Fu Yihan frowned slightly and clenched his hands in his coat pockets: "I've thought it through."

So just like that, Fu Yihan became an artist under Su Qing again.

Half an hour later, they arrived at a nearby restaurant.

Fu Yihan asked for a private room.

Su Qing could clearly feel the changes in him, and she had a lot to ask him. But when they sat in the private room, Fu Yihan became even more silent than before.

Finally, it was Su Qing who took the initiative to break the atmosphere: "Where have you been during these days when you were missing? Why are you here at Xinghai Company again?"

And it seems that Mr. Wu of Xinghai Company is quite protective of him.

Fu Yihan pursed his lips, crossed his hands on his knees and clenched them, his voice sounding a little stiff: "I found Dongfang Dong, and he was the one who introduced Xinghai Company to me."

"Dongfang Dong?" The image of the male Alpha with shoulder-length hair, a slender figure, a thin face, and who looked difficult to get along with, emerged in Su Qing's mind.

Fu Yihan nodded.

On the day he was fired by Hongxing Entertainment, he actually saw the message from Su Qing, but at that time he had just come down from the company dormitory with his belongings. Thinking of his roommates and the way other people in the company looked at him, as well as the discussions and speculations about his relationship with Su Qing...

This made him both happy and sad when he saw the news about Su Qing.

He was happy that there were still people who cared about him even after he was disliked by everyone and kicked out of the company, but he was also sad because of this care. He was afraid that Su Qing would get too close to him and cause trouble for her.
He has lived in malice since he was a child.

He was afraid that he would bring harm to Su Qing.

Fu Yihan felt sad because he was eager to get close to her, but also afraid of hurting her by getting close.

"I'm sorry." Thinking of this, Fu Yihan lowered his head.

Because he didn't reply to her messages or answer her calls.

"I told you not to say 'sorry' to just anyone."
Su Qing frowned and said, "What about Dongfang Dong? Didn't you say that you refused to be his disciple?"

"This matter is very complicated."
Fu Yihan was silent for a moment, choosing his words carefully, "He is an old friend of my mother's."

"Old friend?" Su Qing raised his eyebrows.

She remembered the story that old lady Mei Jiu told her.

Fu Yihan, who was sitting opposite, seemed to be lost in his memories.

The story of Dongfang Dong started from the day he was kicked out of Hongxing Entertainment. No, that’s not right. It should be the night of the city celebration.

That Friday, Su Qing went to Jiacheng Gym to find him and asked him to find Dongfang Dong to become his apprentice. After Su Qing left, he contacted Dongfang Dong.

Dongfangdong asked him on the phone to meet him tomorrow, the day of the city celebration. On the evening of the city celebration, he went to meet Dongfangdong as promised.

Dongfang Dong's expression was very strange at that time, especially the way he stared at him, as if he wanted to eat him.

But Su Qing's instructions before leaving forced him to stay.

Dongfangdong wants to take him to a place.

When he said this, Fu Yihan fell into a long silence again. After an unknown amount of time, he slowly said, "That was one of his properties. The house was filled with my mother's belongings."

There are photos from his youth, some used items, and even some more personal belongings.

It filled the whole room and looked like a pervert.

Especially the photo hanging in the middle of the living room, which has been magnified countless times...

"That's my mother's posthumous photo." Fu Yihan said.

Posthumous photo?
Su Qing was surprised.

Fu Yihan said bitterly, "Perhaps I forgot to mention that my mother is a photography enthusiast, and my grandfather is the famous photography master Qian Xiangyi. Dongfang Dong is my grandfather's photography student, and he is also my mother's senior."

"The portrait of my mother that Dongfang Dong hung in the middle of the living room was actually her last work before her death. It also records her death."

"She committed suicide by jumping off a building."
"And I was there, and I witnessed her death with my own eyes."

Su Qing looked at him in shock.

Fu Yihan tried hard to straighten the corners of his mouth to make himself look less miserable, but he didn't know that his current expression was uglier than crying.

Fu Yihan doesn't have many memories of his mother Qian Xiaoning. After all, he was only six or seven years old and had just entered the first grade of elementary school when his mother died.

The mother in his memory was always particularly paranoid.

Or he would lock himself in the room and not come out for days and nights. Fu Yihan, who was so hungry that his stomach ached, had to go outside to rummage through the trash can in the cold winter after searching through all the food in the house.

The kids nearby chased him and called him "little beggar".

It's normal to be considered a little beggar because he looks dirty.

Sometimes, his mother is very normal, just like the mother of the fat kid next door. She will cook on time, care whether he is dressed warmly, buy him a small cake on his birthday, and go to school to participate in parent-child activities...

Every time this time comes, Fu Yihan cherishes it very much.

But days like this are always few and far between.

More often than not, his mother would hold a red camera and force him to wear all kinds of colorful clothes, both men's and women's, and then put heavy and weird makeup on him, and force him to stand under the lights and strike various poses.

Even if he didn't like it, even if he resisted, even if he cried and begged her, she still wouldn't give up.

She might even get angry.

Whenever he showed resistance to being photographed, she would frown and stare at him gloomily, becoming extremely terrifying.

I remember several times when he was forced to maintain a complicated posture for hours without moving, until he had convulsions and fell to the ground and fainted. Or in the cold winter, he was made to stand barefoot on the nearby frozen lake in a beautiful skirt and photographed.

Because of these behaviors of his mother Qian Xiaoning, the young Fu Yihan would have an instinctive fear when he saw a red camera.

"This is why I'm afraid of having my photo taken." Fu Yihan said.

Su Qing had not expected that he would get the answer to the side quest in this way.

Fu Yihan picked up the teapot beside him and pulled the corner of his mouth, as if trying to make himself look like he didn't care that much, but he failed in the end.

"Maybe my mother's behavior was too much, and finally even the neighbors couldn't stand it anymore." Fu Yihan spoke again.

Because Fu Yihan fainted several times in front of outsiders, and the neighbors talked about it, it didn't take long for the news of the mother's child abuse to spread and attracted the attention of a nearby child care charity organization.

The public welfare organization brought the police to their home with evidence of his mother's abuse, wanting to negotiate with his mother. The mother looked at the stranger who suddenly broke in and fell into madness again... Soon, her mother was taken away.

Because of mental illness, he was put into a mental hospital in City C.

During the time when his mother was not at home, Fu Yihan lived alone in the house, and the charity organization was responsible for taking care of his three meals a day. Perhaps because he was born with an "annoying buff", he was soon disliked by the volunteers of the charity organization.

But the good thing is, even though they hated him because of the world's malice towards him, they still did what they had to do.

The mother who was locked up in a mental hospital had her condition fluctuating.

When things are good, they are released.

When things got bad, he was locked up again because of reports from neighbors.

Fu Yihan was also tortured repeatedly.

When he started primary school, his mother was put into a mental hospital again. By then, he had already learned to cook and wash clothes by himself and no longer needed the help of volunteers.

One afternoon, Fu Yihan came back from school.

When he reached the intersection, he saw a lot of people running towards his home.

"Fu Yihan, what are you still doing here? Your mother is standing on the roof of your house and is about to jump off the building!" Suddenly, a neighbor kid he knew ran towards him and said to him with a smile.

Jump off a building?
Fu Yihan was stunned on the spot.

When the neighbor's child saw him stunned, he came over and pulled his hand, wanting him to go over and watch the fun with them.

Fu Yihan staggered a bit when he was pulled.

When he came to his senses, he found himself standing at the bottom of the building.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way! The unlucky little boy born to that crazy woman is here!" The neighbor's child grabbed his hand, pushed through the crowd of onlookers, and squeezed in, shouting loudly.

Perhaps it was the phrase "the unlucky little boy born to a crazy woman" that allowed them to squeeze to the front so smoothly.

"He is the child of the woman who jumped off the building?"
"That's him. His mother is a crazy woman, and he is the little crazy one."
"It's pitiful. He is so young and has such a mother."
"Do you think he has a mental illness? I heard that mental illness can be hereditary."
……

Evil words are like knives, each one of them can kill.

Fu Yihan, who grew up in malice, didn't care about the bad words at that time. After being pulled to the front by the neighbor's children, he looked up blankly and looked towards the rooftop of the building where they lived.

He saw his mother wearing a white dress and barefoot, standing precariously on the edge of the rooftop. There was a camera behind her, and her image was reflected in the camera lens.

At this moment, Qian Xiaoning was like a bird spreading its wings and ready to fly.

"Mom, mom..." Fu Yihan said blankly.

"Fu Yihan, I didn't lie to you, your mother really wants to jump off the building. Hahaha." The neighbor's child leaned close to Fu Yihan's ear and said proudly.

"Jump, why don't you jump?"
"It's disgusting. Do you want to jump or not?"
……

Someone nearby started to make a noise.

Of course, there are also neighbors who ask those who stir up trouble to do more good deeds and stop saying such things.

"Accumulate virtue? Accumulate what virtue? She was a crazy woman. Who knows when she will suddenly go crazy and want to chop people? Now that she's dead, we're safe too."
"That's right, people like this should die!"
……

“Ahh, it jumped—”
I don’t know who shouted.

Fu Yihan saw his mother standing on the rooftop, she smiled at him, and then jumped down in his horrified gaze.

"Boom!"

The snow-white skirt was soon dyed bright red.

Some people were screaming, some were pushing forward, and some were retreating. It was absolute chaos.

In the chaos, Fu Yihan was pushed down in front of the corpse by someone. He stared blankly at the familiar yet unrecognizable face in the pool of blood, and it was as if something exploded in his mind.

The camera that Qian Xiaoning had set up on the rooftop and set to take pictures at a timer suddenly flashed white light at this moment, accompanied by a "click" sound, and Qian Xiaoning completed the last work of her life.

(End of this chapter)