Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

He Jinlan never expected Yin Su to have such a high fever. Generally speaking, the superiors she knew usually wore a gentle facade, always prioritized efficiency, and were very strict about their own health. This was the first time he had ever refused to go to the hospital because of his stubbornness.

However, as a private assistant, He Jinlan was adept at reading people's expressions. Standing next to the two family doctors, he caught a glimpse of the young man flashing across his boss's phone screen out of the corner of his eye, and swallowed the words that were about to come out.

A person who has reached this point cannot be a fool. He is very clear about one thing—the relationship between Yin Su and Bo Bing is not an abnormal one, nor is it ordinary love or business partnership. But what exactly it is, he can't say for the time being. He always feels that there are secrets between the two, excluding everyone else, yet full of vigilance and confrontation.

He knew his superior was plotting a terrifying hunting net.

He dared not say how much of the emotion in this net was genuine, but he knew that Bo Bing was not an ordinary, naive trainee who was easy to manipulate.

At least he wasn't as mediocre as the young man appeared.

No one could remain unmoved upon witnessing such a terrifying killing technique.

Yin Su raised his hand, an IV drip already inserted into the back of his hand, and a fever-reducing patch was also placed on his head, as insisted by the doctor. After receiving the group message from He Jinlan, Agent Sun was worried that Yin Su might have a skin allergy that would affect his facial appearance and subsequent filming, so she specifically instructed the two family doctors to bring children's fever-reducing patches.

As a result, colorful fever-reducing patches appeared on Yin Su's head.

After the family doctor saw Yin Su finish his medicine, Li Ling, who had rushed over, arranged for him to rest in a guest room. He Jinlan glanced at the documents in her hand and hesitated whether to report to Yin Su.

Yin Su saw the documents in He Jinlan's hand, pulled the blanket up a little, nodded slightly, his voice still carrying a low, hoarse tone.

“Go ahead and say it, he’s not an outsider.”

Bo Bing awkwardly pulled down her headphones, hid on her bed, and curled up slightly.

The two Li brothers were still talking non-stop when Bo Bing kicked the door shut, cutting off the noise from inside. Bo Yuntian was still outside and hadn't returned, so the young man turned the air conditioning on full blast outside and hid on the cot to look at his phone.

Upon hearing this, not only He Jinlan, but even Bo Bing was slightly taken aback.

"Come on," Bo Bing snapped out of her reverie and scoffed dismissively. "If there's nothing important, I'm going to sleep. Do you really think I'm so free to listen to your idle gossip?"

Yin Su ignored the young man's words and simply gestured for He Jinlan to continue.

Rather, the godfather could have acted even more convincingly.

—I really want to hear it.

They act like children staring at candy and saying they don't want it, unwilling to look away, yet stubbornly pretending nothing's wrong.

He Jinlan sat on the other chair, opened the file, and couldn't help but hear the tone of the middle-aged man on speakerphone. Although he didn't know who the other person was that Yin Su valued so much, he still put away his gossipy thoughts with great seriousness when it came to business.

“Speaking of which, this matter is also related to this person. It’s because we’ve made progress in a previous human trafficking case,” He Jinlan said with a serious expression. “A few days ago, the police in J Province arrested a group of lower-level members in a human trafficking case. There were 6 women and 8 men, all of whom had not received higher education. It’s considered a significant human trafficking case recently. But things are not that simple. We are still investigating their superiors. The guys on the other end have cut off all their connections. We are still doing our best to apprehend them.”

Yin Su frowned. This number must be quite large. Is it really that easy to lose connection?

"Wasn't it said that the case involved a wide range of issues? How could the search have been completed so quickly?"

Logically speaking, it's impossible to completely sever the criminal network when the perpetrators are apprehended so quickly, especially since the entire human trafficking ring is composed of ordinary people. It would be virtually impossible to do this without a leader.

"The other side doesn't know how to do it either, they just know how to deliver the goods. According to them, the group that ran into the program crew before was the mastermind, it's just a pity..."

Bo Bing heard the whole story clearly.

He lowered his eyes and said, "There's no way to prove it now that the dead are dead."

Several people were silent.

Yin Su told He Jinlan to go back first.

"Godfather, what do you think of this matter?"

The little red flower fever-reducing patch on Yin Su's head drooped crookedly as he lowered his head.

Bo Bing's mind raced. Things weren't that simple. These guys... tsk, the nuisances.

A cold glint flashed in the snake's eyes.

"He's just a scapegoat pushed out, not worth mentioning. The real strategist has already left."

The young man's words were like cold, sharp swords: "Just the smuggling of prohibited drugs alone is enough to make the people behind this die eight hundred times over."

"Godfather seems to care a lot about this?" Yin Su smiled and narrowed his eyes, his tone gentle. "May I ask why? This matter is clearly none of your concern... to be honest, it's not that big of a deal."

Bo Bing knew what Yin Su was wondering about.

He used to be the kind of person who didn't care about things that didn't concern him, but this time his level of concern for this matter far exceeded his usual behavior.

"What do you want to say?"

Bo Bing lifted her eyelids and looked directly into those peach blossom eyes that were as warm as a spring breeze.

“I’m just wondering, although logically speaking, there’s been a lot of misunderstanding and cyberbullying against my godfather, plus the fact that he was hospitalized for a month because of those people,” Yin Su said with a slightly seductive tone, “some of the trivial things my godfather did before—these have nothing to do with your true identity, do they?”

"so?"

"I'm curious, when did you start taking a meddlesome approach to other people's business?"

The movie star rested his chin on his hand, smiling as he looked at the young man on the screen, trying to read his emotions.

Bo Bing knew what the other person was talking about.

He became somewhat alarmed; Yin Su's observation and logical abilities were terrifyingly sharp.

You've noticed that these things are indeed a bit far-fetched, haven't you? Of course, because those suspicious points about Yin Su were tasks issued by the system, and that online violence really has no impact on Feng Tianhan's revenge. Bo Bing even has 100 ways to avoid the netizens' attention.

Unfortunately, Yin Su was unaware that he had now used [equivalent substitution] to replace his lifelong sense of taste in order to eliminate the negative effects of the medicine.

Feng Tianhan is a true villain who always seeks revenge, and he's determined to settle this score.

Bo Bing was inwardly turbulent, but her face remained impassive and cold.

"I've always been the kind of guy who likes to meddle in other people's business."

The young man's somber voice rang out, "It was from the moment I picked you up and brought you home."

Bo Bing ignored Yin Su's astonished look and hung up the phone.

The sickly movie star stared blankly at the chat interface on his phone, lost in thought.

[ICE: You reminded me again. Don't contact me anytime soon, I'm busy.]