The Rebirth of a Top Star

The silver sedan stopped beside Shen Nanqiao.

Shen Nanqiao looked back at the people in the living room behind her, wondering whose assistant had come to pick them up.

Shen Nanqiao stared at the car's tires, lost in thought. You have to admit, it had a rather stylish feel to it.

While she was still in a daze, the driver's side door opened, and Song Shiyuan, dressed in a well-fitting black suit, got out of the car and looked at Shen Nanqiao, who was still standing there lost in thought.

"What are you looking at? Get in the car."

Shen Nanqiao didn't realize whose voice it was, only that it was telling her to get in the car. When she looked up, wow, it was her sugar daddy whom she hadn't contacted in a long time.

Shen Nanqiao glanced at him a couple more times, then looked around to make sure she hadn't mistaken him for someone else, and that no one else was coming to pick her up.

Shen Nanqiao asked in confusion, "Why is it you who came?" Shen Nanqiao asked this question close to Song Shiyuan, her voice not loud. The people inside the house only noticed that someone had come to pick up Shen Nanqiao and were curiously paying attention to this side.

Most people did not hear the conversation between the two.

Song Shiyuan glanced at the people standing behind her, his gaze lingering on Gu Ning.

He bowed his head and answered Shen Nanqiao's question, standing exceptionally straight: "It's nothing, Xiaoju said so. I was just going that way; they had something to do and couldn't pick you up."

Xiao Ju, who had been arranged by her boss to rest at home, suddenly sneezed and rubbed her arms, feeling cold.

"It's not like you, the big boss, should be the one picking me up," Shen Nanqiao muttered to herself as she put down her luggage.

Song Shiyuan didn't hear him. He stood there looking into their room, without helping Shen Nanqiao pack her luggage.

Only after closing the trunk did Song Shiyuan turn his gaze away.

The journey back from here is actually quite long, and the route is not as convenient as traveling in the city.

Shen Nanqiao definitely didn't believe Song Shiyuan's lie about picking her up on the way, but since the other party was so kind, Shen Nanqiao chose not to expose her sugar daddy.

Shen Nanqiao was chatting with Shangguan Hui on her phone. The passenger seat was spacious and comfortable for her, so she somewhat forgot that there was a handsome driver beside her.

She sent a voice message to Shangguan Hui, "Sister, could you please stop making fun of me?"

The video Shangguan Hui sent was of Shen Nanqiao carrying her large suitcase up the stairs at the beginning.

Before the show aired, Shen Nanqiao hadn't told her former roommates that she was going to be on a variety show, but she never expected Shangguan Hui to take the time to watch it. Looking at her own brute force, Shen Nanqiao now belatedly felt embarrassed.

Song Shiyuan had already glanced at Shen Nanqiao several times, but Shen Nanqiao's gaze did not come over to him. He finally couldn't help but speak.

"How much longer will you continue filming this variety show?"

Song Shiyuan's calm voice appeared in Shen Nanqiao's ear, and Shen Nanqiao immediately stopped smiling.

I turned off my phone screen, sat up straight, and sat even more upright in the passenger seat than I used to when I went to school.

In a serious tone: "I don't know, maybe at least eight episodes, but we've only filmed one episode so far."

"Oh," Song Shiyuan replied without saying anything else. Shen Nanqiao glanced at him but remained silent, then opened her phone and sent Shangguan Hui her last message.

"I didn't know at the time. They all brought small suitcases, and their assistants delivered the clothes and stuff later. I had no idea that I would be so honest on my first time filming a variety show."

Shen Nanqiao and Shangguan Hui have a very good relationship. Whether they were in school or now that they are working, Shen Nanqiao has not drifted apart from her old friends just because she became an actress.

After saying the last sentence.

Shen Nanqiao intended to turn off her phone, but just before she did, she remembered the last thing the director had said. Her fingers, still swiping, landed on Dou Shiyan's name.

Hesitantly, he didn't make a move.

Finally, I sent the word "in".

After thinking for a while, Song Shiyuan had something else to say.

For some reason, this time when facing Shen Nanqiao, Song Shiyuan couldn't help but steal glances at him out of the corner of her eye, unlike when he was watching her live stream.

Shen Nanqiao nestled in the passenger seat, finding a comfortable sitting position.

Today was a happy day, but I was also really tired.

Just as Shen Nanqiao was about to close her eyes, Song Shiyuan spoke up: "I heard you can drive?" Shen Nanqiao didn't know who said that, but she didn't want to talk anymore after hearing the words "drive."

"No, don't talk nonsense."

Shen Nanqiao turned her head away from Song Shiyuan, thinking to herself: "He asked me if I can drive." Shen Nanqiao glanced at the road ahead again; the streetlights overhead weren't very bright. "Song Shiyuan doesn't expect me to drive him, does he?"

Shen Nanqiao grew angrier the more she thought about it, so she simply showed Song Shiyuan the back of her head. He wouldn't let her drive unless she asked.

Shen Nanqiao thought to herself.

Looking at Song Shiyuan, who was turned away from him, the pressure in his heart actually subsided.

Actually, it wasn't on my way. Actually, I had a lot of work to do. Actually, I didn't just hear about it; I saw it for myself. Actually, I didn't know why I came here today. Actually, I didn't know what I was thinking.

There's been a lot of infighting among the power factions in the company lately, and I'm simply too busy to keep up.

However, since returning from abroad, Shen Nanqiao has stopped updating the funny morning greetings he used to send to himself every day, and he feels a little uneasy about it.

I'm here today to fulfill my duty as a sponsor; picking people up and dropping them off is perfectly normal, isn't it?

Looking at it this way, Song Shiyuan really has never been anyone's sugar daddy. A real sugar daddy wouldn't personally pick someone up and drop them off. For example, when Wu Miaomiao came out of the back room, she saw Song Shiyuan coming to pick up Shen Nanqiao and get her into the car.

Her eyesight was excellent; she wasn't mistaken—it was the man she had seen outdoors that day.

In comparison, Wu Miaomiao was much better at recognizing luxury goods than Shen Nanqiao; she could tell it was a luxury car with just a glance.

As they approached the city center, Song Shiyuan spoke to Shen Nanqiao again. Shen Nanqiao had been pretending to be asleep for a long time; she couldn't fall asleep next to unfamiliar people.

"Enter your address into the navigation." Song Shiyuan always spoke concisely.

Shen Nanqiao wanted to repeat her previous words, but Song Shiyuan cut her off immediately, saying, "It's too late now."

Shen Nanqiao awkwardly typed in her address, and when Song Shiyuan saw it, his brows furrowed deeply.

Shen Nanqiao didn't really want to communicate with Song Shiyuan. In Shen Nanqiao's mind, Song Shiyuan still didn't leave a good impression.

Dou Shiyan was probably busy and didn't reply to Shen Nanqiao's message. Shen Nanqiao's current funds were not enough to support her cash flow.

Shen Nanqiao, who was never short of money in her previous life, is now struggling to rent a decent apartment.

The address Shen Nanqiao entered arrived quickly. Song Shiyuan parked the car on the side of the road without asking Shen Nanqiao to get out. "If you need anything, just tell your agent. Anything is fine as long as it's for the company's development."

Shen Nanqiao had already glanced at her phone three times. Song Shiyuan felt that he had been very direct, but Shen Nanqiao's gaze still hadn't fallen on him.

The CEO was slightly annoyed.

"You need to move to this house as soon as possible. Putting aside everything else, it's really not safe."

The house where Shen Nanqiao lives is relatively cost-effective, but it is located outside a dilapidated community gate with no security or access control, so anyone can enter.

"Your first movie is about to be released, so safety is more important."

Shen Nanqiao recalled a news report about obsessive fans who, under the guise of liking celebrities, went to great lengths to find the celebrities' residences and hide there.

Shen Nanqiao knew that the security level here was not high, but she still glanced at her phone for the fourth time.

Dou Shiyan still hadn't replied to her message, Shen Nanqiao was waiting for a reply but couldn't get one, and Song Shiyuan kept lecturing her.

She looked directly at Song Shiyuan for the first time today: "Shouldn't my sugar daddy provide me with a villa? I've been working so hard."

Shen Nanqiao deliberately provoked Song Shiyuan.

Even though she knew she had no way out and was at a loss, Song Shiyuan's complaints made her feel particularly embarrassed.

“Okay.” Song Shiyuan looked at Shen Nanqiao seriously, his expression not like he was sulking or joking.

Huh? Shen Nanqiao didn't react at first. By the time she realized what Song Shiyuan was talking about, Song Shiyuan had already typed on his phone.

Shen Nanqiao, restrained by the seatbelt, lunged forward to stop Song Shiyuan's movements. Unlike before, she didn't pay attention to her limits and was only concerned with stopping Song Shiyuan's movements as quickly as possible.

"I was just kidding, just kidding." In the end, Shen Nanqiao fiercely fought for Song Shiyuan's phone.

Shen Nanqiao held his phone, not daring to give it back. "That's not what I meant."

Shen Nanqiao no longer cares whether Dou Shiyan replied to her message or not; she just wants to stop her sugar daddy's extravagant move.

“You’ve started calling me your sugar daddy.” Song Shiyuan said to Shen Nanqiao with a serious smile.

"Of course I have to fulfill my responsibilities as your sugar daddy," Song Shiyuan retorted, using Shen Nanqiao's words to shut her up.

Shen Nanqiao had only shouted that out of impatience; she hadn't actually tried to extort money from Song Shiyuan.

"I was just saying it casually."

“But you really need to move, I’m not just saying that offhand.”

"I know."

Seeing that Song Shiyuan was no longer trying to snatch the phone, Shen Nanqiao knew what was going on and returned the phone to him.

Shen Nanqiao was about to get out of the car when Song Shiyuan called out to her, "You really think you're a sugar daddy? Pack your things and move tomorrow. I'll find you a flat to live in."

That's a really nice thing to say. Shen Nanqiao's first reaction was that she didn't need to owe Dou Shiyan a favor, but the next second she couldn't be happy.

"I will not be a third party."

Shen Nanqiao had already gotten out of the car, her back to Song Shiyuan. She knew Song Shiyuan knew what she was talking about, and besides, they were just business partners; there was no real intimacy between them.

The more Shen Nanqiao thought about it, the more determined she became. She didn't wait for Song Shiyuan's reply, so she turned around and stood in the moonlight. There was no one around, only Shen Nanqiao standing there, and Song Shiyuan sitting in the car staring at her.

"I know."

"You've crossed a line."

"I know."

What's the use of a dead man who can only say "I know"?

Before leaving, Shen Nanqiao gave Song Shiyuan a big eye roll.

Regardless of whether he understood or not, she turned around and went back to her own little home. On the last day, she still wanted to spend quality time with her.

Song Shiyuan kept his word.

The next day, a moving company was arranged to pick up Shen Nanqiao very early.

Before coming, Song Shiyuan had inquired and learned that actresses have a lot of things and need a large truck to move them all at once. So when Shen Nanqiao came downstairs with her suitcase, what she saw was such a tall truck bed.

The mover asked Shen Nanqiao, "Miss, do you have anything else? We'll take you up and down the stairs for free."

Shen Nanqiao looked at the backpack behind her, then at the large suitcase she was pulling, and stared blankly at the driver: "I have nothing left."

The two people standing there stared at each other, neither of them saying a word.

Shen Nanqiao was in a good mood today because she was hungry. She was thinking that if she saw Song Shiyuan today, she wouldn't embarrass him like she did last night.

Today, the big boss suddenly acted like a boss, saying he was too busy to come.

Last but not least, in the large carriage, there was a single suitcase belonging to Shen Nanqiao.

Shen Nanqiao didn't know where she was moving to. Song Shiyuan only sent her a message around 5 a.m. saying, "The key is stuck under the carpet in the new house. You can get it yourself when you arrive."

The CEO is so down-to-earth.

The roadsides that the driver had driven were becoming increasingly prosperous.

Shen Nanqiao was still thinking about what happened last night. Before leaving the variety show that day, Shen Nanqiao ran back and added Teacher Xiao Shen's WeChat. When Shen Nanqiao heard that Senior Pi was taking on apprentices, she was already somewhat tempted.

This is a great opportunity to learn about traditions.

Shen Nanqiao contacted Teacher Shen, hoping that Teacher Shen could set her up with someone, and to her surprise, Teacher Shen agreed immediately.

Others may not know, but Xiao Shen knows that her teacher really likes Shen Nanqiao.

This is an opportunity for everyone involved.

Shen Nanqiao was overjoyed until today. Turning to look at the moving crew sitting next to her, she realized the crew member was quite old, and Shen Nanqiao didn't feel comfortable sharing these things with him.

I had no choice but to keep my excitement to myself.

When they arrived at the parking spot, Song Shiyuan went downstairs to talk to the security guard, explaining that he had moved to a new house. The guard was initially reluctant to let him in, until Shen Nanqiao mentioned Song Shiyuan.

The security guard greeted them with a smile, "So it was Mr. Song who brought you. We didn't know at first, we're sorry."

Pinshui Sishu is the most secure residential community in Yungang. Basically, the residents here are either powerful entrepreneurs or A-list celebrities with a net worth of hundreds of millions.

Looking at the room that had just been inside, Shen Nanqiao saw a stark contrast to her own dilapidated little house.

Shen Nanqiao sent a message to Song Shiyuan, "Even if the money for rent was borrowed from you, I will definitely pay you back when I make money."

Song Shiyuan replied quickly: "You don't need to pay me back."

Shen Nanqiao thought Song Shiyuan was going to imitate the domineering CEO act in TV dramas, saying that what's mine is yours, or that it's not much money.

Who knew that the next message clearly stated: "You better make money for the company, and all future profits will be deducted from your earnings."

Such cold words, such cold-blooded capitalists.

Shen Nanqiao felt no guilt or unease whatsoever. She walked briskly towards the fifth floor of Building 8, which Song Shiyuan had mentioned.