Reborn in the Entertainment Industry: Second Life

Bo Bing missed the best opportunity to question him; the words of questioning circled in his mouth, but he didn't know how to start.

Is this right for men to do with each other?

He hadn't thought of that.

In his previous life, Feng Tianhan also had a so-called 'childhood sweetheart' and 'confidante'. Although they eventually parted ways for various reasons, he knew that he was not the target audience for the BL category in Japanese light comics.

Bo Bing wasn't oblivious; she wouldn't be foolish enough to think that Yin Su, an adult, had accidentally touched her lips while drunk—but it was still quite difficult for her to accept that the junior in her eyes had impure thoughts in this regard.

Could it be because the original owner's appearance was more to Yin Su's liking?

—But this reason was rejected without Bo Bing even having to think about it. What kind of person does Yin Su not like? As others have said, there are plenty of women inside and outside the entertainment industry willing to throw themselves at Yin Su, not to mention that Yin Su is not just a pretty face.

The original owner genuinely liked Zhang Feng, and it was a niche sexual orientation. Bo Bing didn't criticize the original owner's love for right or wrong; he wasn't such a shameless person.

Thinking about it was pointless. Bo Bing hung up the phone with the monkey and wearily rubbed her temples.

According to the information obtained, Lü Shuang is still in G1 Province on business. The affairs at the pharmaceutical factory have been almost resolved. The legal representative of Shenshuang Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. has been changed to Cao Xin, and the external liaison personnel of the company's management have also been changed to Cao Xin. Cao Xin has no objection to this. The 'factory director' who is in the public eye has become Hou Ping. Hou Ping is flattered and surprised. He did not expect Bo Bing to trust him so much and put him in charge of people right away.

The young man held the overwhelming shares and remained hidden behind the scenes. It wasn't that he intentionally played mysterious and hid from Lü Shuang. Mainly, he still had to take care of the main mission of Alpha, plus he would be attending various meetings later, and there was also his younger brother's family to take care of. It was better not to become a target before he had become a force to be reckoned with.

February 11th.

After hiding from Yin Su for two days, Bo Bing was finally cornered on the stairs.

Bo Bing looked at the man she hadn't seen much in the past two days and asked in an unfriendly tone, "You need something from me?"

Yin Su was certainly not an idle person; he was busy with all the necessary tasks during holidays, which enabled the young man's evasion work to proceed smoothly.

"Can't I come to see my godfather if there's nothing wrong?"

Yin Su wasn't angered by the young man's tone. He stood beside him and replied gently, "Remember the movie we agreed to watch together? Wang Chang's 'The Black Cauldron.' I had Li Ling prepare the screening room..."

"Let's watch a movie together after dinner tonight."

Yin Su's voice was like a hook, tickling the heart and sending shivers down one's spine.

Bo Bing paused for a moment, then realized what Yin Su meant, "How about..."

He thought about canceling the movie, feeling that it wasn't a good time to watch a movie right now.

"Is he rejecting me? I'm so sad."

Yin Su trapped the person against the wall, his long eyelashes drooping, his breath sweet as orchids.

Before the young man could speak, his mouth was covered by a cool, dry palm.

"You are not allowed to refuse me."

Yin Su said.

Bo Bing could smell the refreshing fragrance from the other person's sleeves, and felt the touch of claws at her feet. Hongtashan, a cat in its nest next to her, saw the two of them pressed together and tried to climb up.

He blinked, the fragrance at the tip of his nose moving further away.

Yin Su picked up Hongtashan and placed it in Bo Bing's arms. He calmly turned around and said, "I'm going to add more cat food for Hongtashan. Godfather, you can play by yourself for a while."

"Does he think I'm the kind of person who gets distracted by cats?" Bo Bing thought to himself, but he still obediently snuggled up on the beanbag chair. Hongtashan licked his wrist and meowed. He watched the pretty guy squatting on the floor, focused on adding cat food to Hongtashan's food.

This guy is quite a good owner.

It is undeniable that...

—I have a strange feeling.

This strange feeling persisted until the two finished dinner and were halfway through the movie, and it still hadn't subsided.

Wang Chang's filming technique is quite good. The martial arts-style narrative shots meet Bo Bing's expectations. The background is condensed in the details, revealing the big picture from small details. The action scenes of the main characters are also quite exciting.

The emergence of the secret treasure 'Black Gold Cauldron' intertwines with conflicts in the martial arts world and schemes in the imperial court, forming the core plot of this film.

It looks like it's starting to snow again outside; winter in Beijing is very cold.

In the screening room, the two men and a cat snuggled up on the big bed to watch the movie. The bed was naturally brought in by Li Ling's men, but Yin Su still preferred to snuggle up with the young man under the covers.

Cola and popcorn—just like any ordinary couple, they stand close together while eating, their fingers occasionally touching.

Bo Bing could smell the shower gel on Yin Su's body, a light and faint scent of sea salt, just like her own. Even the dry hair of Hongtashan exuded the smell of sea salt.

While Yin Su was taking a shower, he also washed the cat. Bo Bing was staring at the movie, but her mind started to wander, and her fingers gently stroked the Hongtashan cigarette, which purred contentedly.

"He's petting the cat again."

The man's voice was emotionless, but Bo Bing inexplicably felt the scent of his aftershave getting closer. Then, the man's chin gently rested on her shoulder.

Yin Su stared at the kitten, which looked like a frozen pear, and suddenly felt a pang of jealousy towards Hongtashan cigarettes—the idea that Yin Su, a three-time Golden Horse Award winner, would be jealous of a young man's cat was so surreal that no one would believe it if it were told.

"I forgot, there's another one here."

Bo Bing sighed. He didn't know why his hand had uncontrollably touched the other person's head, messing up the smooth long hair. The man just obediently lowered his head and let him do as he pleased.

In the dim light, the beautiful actress pursed her lips and lazily nestled on the young man's shoulder. After being touched, she took advantage of the situation and reached out to pull him into her arms.

No one spoke.

Perhaps no one knew what to say; this tenderness was an emotion that Yin Su could not express, and a taboo that Feng Tianhan could not break.

The couple's pajamas became a heat-conducting layer, making even speaking a luxury.

As the plot moved into the emotional part between the male and female leads, Bo Bing, who didn't like watching these parts, simply opened her phone and started searching for a Hongtashan collar.

The responsible owner found enjoyment in feeding the young animal and started giving it small treats.

Perhaps because the atmosphere was too harmonious, the young man actually began to doze off.

I'm dizzy... I'm dizzy from carbon monoxide poisoning.

Bo Bing thought.

A deep, resonant male voice sounded in my ear, "Are you sleepy?"

"Ugh, I'm so sleepy, I want to go to sleep."

Bo Bing closed her eyes and slowly leaned against Yin Su's body, ignoring his gentle words of coaxing her to open her eyes, and slid straight into the quilt.

Then someone grabbed his wrist, and he stopped sliding down.

"Godfather, now it's my turn to act."

The man whispered in the young man's ear, and Bo Bing forced her eyes open to look. On the screen, two swordsmen in gray were talking, but Bo Bing just wanted to crawl into the blankets.

"If you don't wake up..."

Yin Su shook the weary young man in his arms, his eyes deep, but his tone as gentle as spring water.

"I'm about to kiss you."