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

A sharp voice suddenly pierced the silence. Manager Lin Jie walked over quickly in high heels, her phone screen almost facing Shen Che's face. "Something happened! Weibo trending!"

Shen Che frowned and took a half step back, the fallen leaf finally falling from his fingers. Wenrou subconsciously followed suit, her back resting against the rough trunk of the sycamore tree.

Sister Lin opened her phone and saw several scarlet trending search terms on the screen:

Shen Che's assistant bullies Su Yuan

Gentle Third Party

Che Yuan CP was broken up

The accompanying pictures are photos from the recording session: a close-up of Su Yuan's red eyes, a silhouette of Wenrou handing her water, and Shen Che's back as he stands in front of Wenrou. The comment section has already been flooded with angry fans:

[Who is this assistant? How dare she bully our Yuanyuan!]

[I heard she's been pestering Brother Che, she's really scheming]

[The third party should get out of the entertainment industry!]

Wenrou's face turned pale in an instant, and her fingers unconsciously tugged at the edge of her clothes. The fabric crumpled in her palm, just like her heart was tightening.

"What should we do now?" Sister Lin stamped her feet anxiously. "The production team just called and said Su Yuan wants to replace Wen Rou, otherwise she will withdraw from the recording!"

Shen Che's face suddenly darkened. He snatched the phone away, his fingertips swiping across the screen rapidly, his gaze growing colder the longer he looked. When he came across a rumor claiming Wenrou had "seduced Shen Che to take over," the phone's casing suddenly cracked under the weight.

"Issue a statement immediately." His voice was as cold as ice. "Clarify the facts and hold those who spread rumors accountable."

Sister Lin glanced at Wenrou in embarrassment: "But public opinion has already..."

"I said, immediately." Shen Che repeated word by word, his eyes sharp and frightening.

At this moment, Wenrou's phone suddenly vibrated wildly. She swiped the screen with trembling hands, and countless insulting text messages from unfamiliar numbers poured out like a tide:

[Bitch, stay away from our brother]

[Go to hell, third party]

Does your mother know you are so shameless?

The last message even included a photoshopped photo of the deceased. Gentle fingers trembled violently, and the phone fell to the ground with a "clack," the cracks on the screen spreading like a spider web.

Shen Che took a step forward, but was gently avoided the moment he touched her arm.

"I'm sorry..." The gentle voice was almost inaudible. She bent down to pick up the phone, and the broken glass scratched her fingertips. Blood oozed out, and the red was dazzling in the sunlight. "I, I'll go back first..."

She turned to leave, but Shen Che grabbed her wrist. She felt a warm touch from their skin. His palm had thin calluses, exactly like the hand Chu Mo held the sword in her dream.

"Don't go." Shen Che's voice was low and firm. "I will handle this matter."

Wenrou looked up at him and found that his eyes were a transparent amber in the sunlight, with emotions surging in them that she could not understand.

There is anger, heartache, and something deeper and more complicated.

Sister Lin's phone suddenly rang again. She picked it up and listened to a few words, her expression becoming even uglier. "Su Yuan is live streaming..."

Shen Che snatched the phone away, and on the screen Su Yuan was looking at the camera with tears in her eyes: "Thank you all for your concern. My foot injury is not serious... I just didn't expect to be treated like this..." Her hesitant look immediately triggered a new round of crazy barrage of comments.

Wenrou looked at the screen and suddenly found it difficult to breathe.

Those vicious words were like invisible arrows, nailing her to the spot, unable to move. She thought of all the arrows and arrows Chu Mo had blocked for her, and now, she finally understood his pain at that time.

"Enough." Shen Che suddenly threw the phone back to Sister Lin and turned to face Wenrou.

He raised his hand to wipe away the tears on her face, but stopped in mid-air, and finally just gently brushed a sycamore leaf from her hair.

"Come with me." He whispered, his voice firm and unyielding.

Wenrou looked up in a daze and saw the sunlight casting a dazzling outline behind him.

At this moment, Shen Che's figure and the back of the man holding a sword to block the damage for her in her memory overlapped perfectly.

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Shen Che's hand was still tightly gripping Wenrou's wrist, with such force that it almost left a bruise.

He turned to his agent and said, "Cancel all schedules for today," then took Wenrou's hand and strode towards the parking lot.

The hustle and bustle of the studio was left far behind. She followed his footsteps gently, the warmth from her wrists astonishing. She looked at Shen Che's tense profile, his jawline sharp as a knife, and his Adam's apple rolling with suppressed anger.

"Teacher Shen..." she spoke softly, her voice still trembling.

Shen Che stopped abruptly. Sunlight filtered through the cracks in the parking lot's roof, casting tiny specks of light on his face. He took a deep breath, as if trying hard to control his emotions, and finally just gently released her wrist.

"Get in the car." He opened the door of the black nanny car and said in a low voice.

The cool air from the car's air conditioner hit her face. She curled up in the corner of the seat, her broken phone screen still flashing with incoming calls from unfamiliar numbers. She subconsciously pressed the power button, and the whole world finally fell silent.

Shen Che sat across from her, his slender fingers swiping rapidly across his phone screen. Wenrou glanced up, seeing his brows furrowed, his lips pressed into a straight line. Sunlight filtered through the car window, catching his eyelashes and casting a trembling shadow beneath his eyes.

"The statement has been issued." He suddenly said, handing me his phone. "Take a look."

Wenrou took it hesitantly, and a stern statement appeared on the screen:

[A solemn statement regarding today’s false online rumors]

1. Our artist Shen Che and his assistant Wen Rou only have a normal working relationship.

2. The so-called "bullying Su Yuan" incident was purely malicious editing.

3. Evidence has been collected from the rumor-mongering account, and legal responsibility will be pursued

A complete video of the scene was also attached below the statement, clearly showing the entire process of Su Yuan deliberately making things difficult.

Her gentle fingers trembled slightly, and a tear fell on the screen. She hurriedly wiped it with her sleeve, but heard Shen Che suddenly sigh.

"Don't look at it." He took the phone away and softened his voice. "I'll take you home to rest first."

The car started slowly. I looked out the window at the scenery rapidly receding, and suddenly felt extremely tired.