100 Days of Rebirth: The Loyal Dog of the Cold and Aloof Actress

After Cheng Xianzhi finished speaking, he didn't linger and prepared to leave.

As he left, he walked over to Cheng Yu and patted him on the shoulder, his tone filled with the care of an elder for a younger generation, "Xiao Yu, your second uncle is doing this for your own good. Think of your grandmother, she loves you the most."

Cheng Yu sat there without saying a word, seemingly lost in thought.

He only reacted when Feng Zhuo came to him for a signature.

"Boss, are you okay?"

This was the first time Feng Zhuo had seen the word "heavy" on his face, and he thought that it must be something the chairman had said earlier that made him look like this.

Cheng Yu didn't reply, composed himself, and suddenly asked, "Where is Cheng Yan now?"

“After he came to see you yesterday, he went to the bar he frequents. He’s probably still there right now.”

As Feng Zhuo spoke, he took out his phone and sent a message to the bar manager.

The manager replied almost instantly, confirming that Cheng Yan was still there.

Cheng Yu frowned and said coldly, "Have someone bring him over."

"what?!"

Feng Zhuo opened his mouth, not quite understanding what he meant.

The next second, he saw Cheng Yu glare at him, and he immediately shut up, "Okay, I'll go now."

After Feng Zhuo left, Cheng Yu returned to his office chair and sat down, rubbing his temples with his fingers.

Just then, his phone, which was on the table, vibrated.

Cheng Yu picked it up and glanced at the contents; his expression softened instantly.

[Luna: ? ? Where did you go? Why aren't you replying to me?]

Cheng Yu: I had to take care of something and forgot to tell you.

[Luna: Is it something urgent?]

Cheng Yu: Hmm...this is a little tricky.

[Luna: If you say it's a difficult problem, it must be very serious. I won't bother you anymore, you can go ahead and do your work.]

Cheng Yu: Wait, are you coming over in a while?

[Luna: It depends on my work schedule, I might go.]

Cheng Yu: Okay, remember to contact me when you come.

[Luna: Yes, we will. We haven't seen each other for a long time.]

A gentle smile played on Cheng Yu's lips as he tapped the screen a few times. "Then take good rest during this time, and remember what I told you."

[Luna: Okay.]

After reading this sentence, Cheng Yu turned off the screen and put his phone down.

Then, he opened the drawer closest to him, inside which was an exquisite wooden box.

Cheng Yu carefully took it out and then opened it.

Inside the box was a pair of silver-rimmed glasses.

The style is very similar to the current popular styles.

He looked at his glasses, and his eyes softened considerably.

At that time, he was wearing a pair of glasses with a prescription, but he was not nearsighted.

I haven't worn it for so many years, so when I see her, I'll probably have to put on an act.

Thinking about this, Cheng Yu suddenly felt a sense of anticipation for that day.

*

Feng Zhuo acted swiftly, having Cheng Yan kidnapped from the bar.

Cheng Yan was still drunk and felt unsteady on her feet. Her stomach felt terrible, and she wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Finally, he was thrown onto the sofa in Cheng Yu's office by the bodyguards.

Feng Zhuo glanced at it with some disdain, then said to Cheng Yu:

"Boss, the second young master has brought it to you."

Cheng Yu looked at Cheng Yan, who was lying on the sofa like a pile of rotten flesh, and his eyes showed the same disgust as Feng Zhuo's.

"Wake him up."

Feng Zhuo was already prepared and turned to signal to his bodyguard.

Upon receiving orders, the bodyguard took out two huge ice packs from a bag next to him and slapped them directly onto Cheng Yan's face.

Cheng Yan was in a half-dreaming, half-awake state when the frozen ice pack was placed on his head. He was jolted awake by the cold and jumped up from the sofa, landing hard on his bottom on the floor.

"Damn it! Who the hell is it?!"

The bodyguard didn't say a word, but took the ice pack and stepped aside.

"Do you have a problem with me?" Cheng Yu sat there, his voice neither too loud nor too soft, and Cheng Yan heard it clearly.

"Hey bro, are you crazy? Why did you put me here so early in the morning?"

When Young Master Cheng starts cursing, he doesn't care who the person in front of him is; he just goes on and on.

Cheng Yu was already used to it.

Feng Zhuo was genuinely afraid of Cheng Yu's sharp tongue, fearing that if Cheng Yu became unhappy, he might make her throw him off the building.

So he carefully reminded him from the side, "Second Young Master, it's almost 12 o'clock now."

Cheng Yan glared at him, her face showing an expression that said, "Whatever I say goes."

Seeing this, Feng Zhuo wisely shut his mouth.

Cheng Yu didn't bother to say much more and went straight to the point: "There's something I need you to do for me."

Cheng Yan, half-sober, was getting up, leaning on the table, while Ge You was sitting on the sofa.

Hearing Cheng Yu's words, he frowned and pointed to his face, "You're telling me to do things for you?"

"Ah."

"Why should I? I'm not your assistant." Cheng Yan pouted. "Is there anything he can't do? If he can't do it, just fire him."

Feng Zhuo: "..." Huh? Me?

He didn't do anything, so why was he shot?

"My second uncle wants me to arrange a marriage with the Wang family. Go and meet them for me."

After Cheng Yu finished speaking, he felt that his tone was not quite certain, so he added, "I have to go."

Cheng Yan was completely confused and interrupted him, "Wait, what do you mean I have to go? What do you want me to do?"

Cheng Yu closed his eyes, his patience clearly exhausted.

He really wanted to throw him off the 32nd floor!

Having worked as an assistant for so many years, Feng Zhuo was very good at reading people's expressions and quickly went to explain to Cheng Yan.

After listening, Cheng Yan finally understood what had happened.

So it was his brother who asked him to do it!

Hey!

Young Master Cheng instantly felt like he had turned the tables and become the master of the house.

He sat up straight, still leaning back, but in a more old-fashioned posture.

"You want me to help you go on blind dates, right?" Cheng Yan grinned mischievously. "What's in it for you?"

"I helped you pay off 20 million US dollars, isn't that enough?"

"Of course it's not enough!"

Cheng Yan said loudly, "That's what you should do as my older brother, and I've already lost a lot of money, okay? Besides, this was arranged for you by my dad. If I went there impersonating you, he would beat me to death."

"Also, if that Miss Wang accidentally falls for me, and the truth comes out when we get married, wouldn't that be another troublesome matter?"

After saying so much, Cheng Yan felt a bit thirsty.

Feng Zhuo, who was standing nearby, had prepared some honey water and immediately handed it to him.

Cheng Yan accepted the drink without any hesitation, took a few sips, and summarized, "In conclusion, there's a separate price for going to see Miss Wang on your behalf."

Cheng Yu's dark eyes looked at his beaming face, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

After a long while, Cheng Yan still didn't hear any movement from that person.

She felt confident that she had him completely under her control.

Just as he was feeling smug, Cheng Yu spoke, his voice devoid of emotion, "So what do you want?"

Cheng Yan raised an eyebrow, and his spoiled brat attitude immediately came to life.

It's so satisfying to manipulate others!

"I don't need much, just give me your shares in AG Entertainment."

Recently, a minor celebrity approached me, wanting a role, but apart from having shares in Cheng's company, he has no other business interests.

None of the people around were of any use.

I've already made that promise, so I can't fail to deliver.

Otherwise, how will I survive in Guangdong in the future!

Although Cheng Yu didn't know what he wanted the shares for, he would definitely not give them to him.

Because AG Entertainment is also the agency that Meng Tingwan works for.

Cheng Yan was a little anxious, wondering if he could give it to her.

Seeing his calm expression, she decided to retreat as a tactic to advance.

"Since you won't give it to me, I can't help you. That's it, I'm leaving."

As Cheng Yan spoke, he stood up and pretended to leave, walking towards the door.

Logically speaking, shouldn't he have told me to stop and then agreed?

Why is there no movement?

Cheng Yan was anxious, but she had to maintain a certain demeanor and couldn't let him know that she was faking it.

Just as he was about to walk out of the office, Cheng Yu's voice came from behind him.

"I can give it to you, as long as you don't mind me telling your second uncle about what happened in Y country."