Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Bo Bing felt that Yin Su was acting a little strange.

If you were to pinpoint what was wrong with Yin Su, he seemed no different from usual. The young man couldn't quite put his finger on what was strange about the man, but something was off, his keen sixth sense told him.

A guy who loves to be jealous and competitive.

Bo Bing pushed the person away with a slight effort of his right hand; even Yin Su could not possibly match his strength.

"Yin Su," a hint of confusion appeared on his usually stern face, "you're way past the age of wanting to attract the attention of adults, aren't you?"

The handsome man paused slightly, "What does Godfather think?"

"Immature," the young man said calmly, withdrawing his arm and looking out the car window at the scenery. "Your behavior went too far."

"Is that what you think?"

Yin Su leaned back in the back seat, elegantly crossed his legs, and looked at the young man beside him, "Sometimes being able to act cute with someone is a way to relax."

"So, you're trying to be cute with me?"

"Can't you tell?" The man's voice was light and cheerful, revealing no sign of anything unusual.

Bo Bing frowned, completely puzzled.

This strange sense of unease remained unexplained until the next morning, which he could only attribute to the unusual relationship between himself and Yin Su.

Yin Su had a schedule in the morning, and after returning home in the early hours of the morning, he only slept for a few hours before getting up early again to rush to the shoot. Bo Bing, on the other hand, slept until the sun was high in the sky.

The air conditioning in the house was very hot, and the young man inevitably felt a bit thirsty.

Rather than washing up first, I'd rather get a glass of water first.

He was still feeling drowsy. He took off his slightly sweaty pajamas with one hand, revealing his muscular and powerful upper body, and slowly shuffled downstairs to find some water.

Unfortunately, they just happened to run into the group that was taking Yin Yan home.

Logically, these people should have gone home after picking up the person, but for some reason, they are still sitting in the living room and haven't moved.

Everyone saw a half-asleep young man stagger down the stairs. He had a messy, static-slicked-back hairstyle, squinted, and was shirtless as he came down the stairs.

Before Yin Yan could even speak when he saw Bo Bing, the person next to him stood up.

"Who are you?"

The woman sitting down was dressed in expensive clothes and had exquisite makeup. Her tone sounded rather unfriendly. "This is the Yin family's territory."

Upon hearing the sound, Bo Bing instantly snapped out of her daze, the drowsiness in her eyes vanishing instantly.

"Madam, out of politeness, let me address you this way first," the young man's cold voice rang out, "Shouldn't you introduce yourself before asking others questions?"

"Introduce yourself?"

This time, it wasn't the woman who spoke, but the man sitting next to her drinking tea. He looked at Bo Bing, a hint of interest flashing in his eyes, "You? You think you're worthy?"

"elder brother......"

Yin Yan brought over the tea and hurriedly tried to explain, but was interrupted by the man.

"It's not your place to interrupt when adults are speaking."

The man's unquestionable voice rang out, "I haven't settled accounts with you for the mess you made this time."

Yin Yan seemed very afraid of the man sitting in the main seat, so he could only stand to the side and frantically signal to Bo Bing with his eyes not to confront the man head-on.

Bo Bing stood on the stairs and glanced at the people below.

The little girl Qingyu had disappeared somewhere. Yin Yan stood there, frantically giving himself meaningful glances.

Seated in the main seat was a man in a dark green shirt with gold embroidery. He was about thirty years old, with sword-like eyebrows, bright eyes, and a cinnabar mole. He could be considered handsome and dashing. His long legs were crossed, and he looked like someone who had long held a high position.

Just looking at his physique and face, he could easily outshine all the actors in the entertainment industry, including himself, Bo Bing thought. However, he still couldn't match the lethality of Yin Su's face.

The woman who had just spoken sat next to him. She was in her early forties and well-maintained. Thanks to the system skill [Geology Expert], Bo Bing could tell that the two jade bracelets on the woman's hands were of very high quality and extremely valuable. They were not cheap items circulating in the market, let alone a whole set of jade jewelry of such quality, which made her look even more wealthy and powerful.

"If you have money, get Li Yumei a set too," Bo Bing said, shifting her gaze. "If you can't afford something this expensive, can't you at least buy a gold set? Look how well this suits a woman. You've got guts when you talk."

beside......

There was a young girl sitting next to him.

Based on Bo Bing's previous life experience in the clothing industry, she could tell that this was a high-end custom-made piece by a foreign designer, which was currently very popular. Just look at that double-fold Australian white necklace, earrings, and bracelet—she couldn't afford to lose that price even if she sold herself.

The pink dress was adorned with white camellias, and the soft, light gauze was neatly draped over her shoulders. Her small hat, white gloves, and low-heeled shoes were all in the same color scheme, making her look exquisite and exuding the pure charm of a young girl her age.

The woman seemed somewhat afraid of the man, and immediately shut up as soon as he spoke.

"Damn it, I hate people who show off the most."

Bo Bing disagreed with this family's abstract educational philosophy. In his eyes, disciplining children in front of outsiders was nothing more than establishing his authority. The child hadn't offended him, so why should he show off to outsiders?

As the old saying goes, "Don't wash your dirty linen in public." Does that mean a child's reputation is no longer a matter of face?

If it weren't for this bizarre coincidence of Yin Yan eating shit, they wouldn't be sitting here pretending to be something they're not.

Bo Bing went downstairs, took her own cup from the water dispenser and filled it with water. She didn't hide her voice from anyone in the lobby, saying, "If you need to educate someone, educate them at home. This adult can be more pretentious than me. I can't stand it."

Extremely vulgar language.

Yin Yan's eyes widened.

"Say that again," the woman stood up, clearly noticing the thin ice in the glass. "Don't think you're so great just because you've hooked up with a sugar daddy. Don't you know your place? You're nowhere near as well-mannered as a young lady from a prestigious family. If you know what's good for you, leave now, or else..."

Oh, a young lady from a prominent family.

Bo Bing laughed, "So you're here to set up a blind date for Yin Su."

He turned around and saw the dark muzzle of a gun pointed at him from behind the man.

Footsteps approached from the stairs. Li Ling appeared at the top of the stairs with his men. He paused, looking at the chaotic scene, and tentatively began, "Master Zhao, let's talk this out. Why are you all carrying guns...?"

"Butler Li, we have mice in the house, and you expect me to deal with them personally?"

Yin Zhao released the safety of his gun and pointed it directly at Bo Bing's head. "Just a little thing, yet you dare to slander the Yin family."

"No, there's a misunderstanding," Li Ling quickly explained. "I haven't introduced you yet. This is the young master's personal bodyguard, Bo Bing."

"Do you think I'm blind?" Yin Zhao looked at the young man and smiled. "A bodyguard who's so close he even sleeps with you?"

Li Ling looked at Bo Bing.

The young man stood relaxed, leaning to one side, under the muzzle of the gun. Behind his bird's nest-like bangs, his snake-like eyes were cold and sinister.