The delicate cannon fodder is stunning, saving the male supporting role but getting teased instead

Su Yuan's foot injury was actually not serious, just a slight sprain, and the swelling had subsided after a day of rest.

But even so, she still checked her ankle repeatedly in the mirror in the dressing room to make sure it looked pitiful enough.

"Sister Yuan, are you really okay?" the assistant asked cautiously, "The director said if you really feel uncomfortable, you can rest for another day..."

"No need." Su Yuan interrupted her, a meaningful smile on her lips, "How could I miss the opportunity to record a program with Teacher Shen?"

She stood up and gently moved her ankle, confirming it was fine before slowly adjusting the hem of her skirt. In the mirror, she had delicate makeup on, her eyes slightly upturned, a hint of charm and a determined confidence.

——How could she let go of a man like Shen Che so easily?

——What's more, she vaguely noticed that Shen Che seemed to treat the assistant named Wenrou differently.

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The program team decided to continue yesterday's treasure hunt game in the ancient town.

Su Yuan was wearing exquisite embroidered shoes. She deliberately slowed down her pace when walking, and frowned from time to time, as if she was enduring pain.

Shen Che walked beside her, supporting her politely, but his eyes would occasionally glance at the gentle outside the field.

Wenrou stood in the staff area, holding Shen Che's coat and thermos cup in her hands, quietly watching the filming process. She didn't notice Su Yuan's scrutiny from time to time, until -

"Ah!" Su Yuan suddenly cried out softly, and leaned against Shen Che, "My feet seem to hurt again..."

Shen Che subconsciously supported her, frowning slightly: "Do you want to rest first?"

Su Yuan shook her head, her eyes slightly red. "No, I can't delay everyone's progress." She bit her lip, but her eyes swept towards Wenrou. "It's just... could you trouble your assistant to get me a bottle of water? I'm a little thirsty."

Shen Che paused, then turned to Wen Rou and said, "Please bring me a bottle of water."

Wenrou nodded, walked over quickly, took out a bottle of mineral water from her backpack and handed it to Su Yuan: "Here."

Su Yuan took the water and deliberately loosened her fingertips, causing the bottle to fall to the ground with a "bang", splashing water all over the floor.

"Oh, sorry." She looked apologetic, but her tone was a little contemptuous. "Could you please get another bottle?"

Wenrou was stunned for a moment, but quickly nodded: "Okay."

She turned to leave, but heard Su Yuan add, "I want it iced this time. I don't like it at room temperature."

Wenrou paused, but said nothing. She just went outside to get some ice water.

Shen Che looked at her back and frowned slightly.

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Wenrou quickly brought back the ice water and handed it to Su Yuan.

Su Yuan took it, unscrewed the bottle cap and took a sip, then frowned: "This water...why does it have a strange smell?"

Wenrou was stunned: "This is new, just opened."

"Really?" Su Yuan shook the bottle, her tone innocent, "But I don't think the taste is right. Could it be expired?"

The staff around all looked over and the atmosphere became a little awkward for a moment.

Wenrou pursed her lips and was about to speak, but Shen Che suddenly reached out and took the water bottle from Su Yuan's hand, tilted his head back and took a sip.

"No problem." He said calmly, but his eyes were a little colder. "If Miss Su is not satisfied with the water provided by the program team, you can prepare it yourself."

Su Yuan's face froze, obviously she didn't expect Shen Che to expose her directly.

“I…” She forced a smile, “Maybe I’m just too sensitive.”

Shen Che ignored her and turned to Wenrou, lowering his voice: "You don't have to pay attention to her."

Wenrou raised her head and met his eyes, her heartbeat quickening slightly.

Su Yuan stood aside, watching the atmosphere between the two, her nails unconsciously digging into her palms.

——Shen Che actually publicly offended her for the sake of an assistant?

——What’s so special about this gentleness?

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After the show was over, the staff began to pack up the equipment. Su Yuan walked up to Wenrou and smiled sweetly: "Wenrou, can you help me get my coat? My assistant went to the bathroom."

She nodded gently and was about to reach out to take it, but Shen Che suddenly stood in front of her.

"Miss Su." He said in a cold tone, "Your assistant is not here. You can wait. My assistant is not here to serve you."

Su Yuan's expression froze, and then she said aggrievedly: "Teacher Shen, I just asked her to do a small favor..."

"Really?" Shen Che's lips curled slightly, but his eyes were devoid of smiles. "Then the water before was also a 'small favor'?"

Su Yuan's expression changed instantly.

The staff around stopped what they were doing and looked over here secretly.

Wenrou stood behind Shen Che, her heart beating like a drum.

Shen Che didn't say anything more. He just took Wenrou's wrist and took her away from the scene.

Su Yuan stood there, staring at the two people's departing backs, a hint of gloom flashing in her eyes.

——She won’t let it go like this.

——The more Shen Che cares about Wenrou, the more she wants to embarrass Wenrou!

On the other side, Shen Che walked gently to a deserted place before stopping.

"If she bothers you again, just refuse her directly." He let go of her wrist and said in a low voice, "Don't worry about anything."

Wenrou looked up at him, the sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves onto his face, outlining his sharp features.

"Why...are you helping me?" she asked softly.

Shen Che was silent for a moment, then suddenly raised his hand and gently brushed away a fallen leaf from her shoulder.

The sunlight shines through the gaps between the sycamore leaves, casting mottled shadows on the bluestone road.

Shen Che's fingers still lingered on Wenrou's shoulder, and the fallen leaf trembled gently at his fingertips. His deep eyes reflected a gentle, dazed expression, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly, as if a thousand words were stuck in his throat.

"Because..." His voice was as deep as the strings of a cello, with a barely perceptible tremor at the end. His slender fingers unconsciously stroked the fallen leaf, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force.

She held her breath gently, her heartbeat clearly audible. The faint scent of cedar lingered at the tip of her nose. Sunlight danced on his thick eyelashes, casting a small, trembling shadow beneath his eyes. At this moment, time seemed to stretch infinitely.

"Shen Che!"