The Rebirth of a Top Star

The first thing that catches the eye is a photograph, a solitary movie ticket with the words "Begonia Blossoms" written on it in large characters.

This was followed by a greeting: "The movie was great, happy birthday."

Shen Nanqiao was stunned. Not many people knew her birthday, and even fewer knew it was today. She had only once written down her real birthday when filling out information at her current company.

She was so busy that she forgot it was her birthday.

It was already 9:30 PM, and Shen Nanqiao's heart was churning with emotion as she looked at the message from Song Shiyuan. Dou Shiyan had gone to see his movie. Today was the only preview screening before the premiere in Yungang City, which meant that the big boss wasn't in his office this afternoon, but instead was in the same movie theater as Shen Nanqiao, watching her debut film.

Shen Nanqiao was trying to recall when she had revealed her information. Lost in thought, she found herself standing in her own entryway, but her finger accidentally touched the screen and dialed Song Shiyuan's number.

Shen Nanqiao didn't notice at all until she heard the familiar dial tone and then a slight vibration on her phone. She then quickly hung up the phone.

This call was made specifically to Song Shiyuan. Shen Nanqiao didn't want Song Shiyuan to answer, yet she also wanted him to.

The last time the two contacted each other was a long time ago. Every time they chatted, there were prominent numbers in their messages. Shen Nanqiao hadn't spoken to Song Shiyuan for a long time.

Song Shiyuan didn't really expect a reply to the message he sent. In fact, Song Shiyuan had forgotten to put himself in the position of the sugar daddy. He had more or less let his thoughts wander in an inexplicable direction.

Shen Nanqiao's phone call startled both herself and Song Shiyuan.

The phone kept ringing in his hand, and he didn't hang up for a long time. At first, Song Shiyuan suspected that Shen Nanqiao had accidentally touched it, but then he realized that even if it was accidentally touched, it wouldn't have lasted this long. He didn't know why Shen Nanqiao wanted to call him.

After mentally preparing for a long time, Song Shiyuan finally raised his thumb to tap, but the phone screen suddenly changed; Shen Nanqiao had hung up.

Whether it was due to a rebellious streak or not, Song Shiyuan didn't know what it meant when the other end hung up, but he was determined to answer the call today.

Song Shiyuan raised his hand and dialed the number back, leaving Shen Nanqiao staring blankly at the ringing phone.

What are you doing? Aren't you busy?

Shen Nanqiao finally answered the call, but neither of them spoke.

Shen Nanqiao didn't know what to say, and Song Shiyuan didn't know what to ask.

Song Shiyuan's fingers unconsciously played with the documents next to him, and before he knew it, he had curled up the corners of each page.

They could both hear each other's breathing. Shen Nanqiao leaned against the front door of her house, not even having time to turn on a single light since she got home. Song Shiyuan sat upstairs, next to the sofa, which wasn't a comfortable bar or luxurious decorations. He sat at a simple desk that could rival a company office, organizing the endless documents he had to process.

Time ticked by, and Shen Nanqiao, having prepared herself, said: "If there's nothing else, I'll hang up."

As it turned out, her stomach protested before her mouth. Shen Nanqiao had never heard such a loud sound before. Before, she could only hear it in her mind, but now, if she wasn't surprised, the person on the other end of the phone could hear it too.

Song Shiyuan did hear it. Everything with paper in his hand was dealt with by Song Shiyuan. He seemed to have found a topic to talk about and asked Shen Nanqiao, "Do you want to go out to eat? I'm hungry."

Neither of them spoke of anything else. Shen Nanqiao had already planned to go eat by herself, but now that a dining companion had conveniently arrived, why not?

Shen Nanqiao struggled internally for a second, but ultimately refused to go out to find food.

Walking can't keep up with a car, and they've already gone for a morning run together. What could possibly happen if they just have a late-night snack together? Shen Nanqiao knew perfectly well what she was thinking.

"You can go out now, but I still need to give you some time to pack." Song Shiyuan asked considerately from the other end. Shen Nanqiao didn't need time, and she asked Song Shiyuan where he lived for the first time: "Which building do you live in? I'll come down and wait for you."

Shen Nanqiao wasn't going to let the man who was still her sugar daddy run errands to pick her up.

However, Song Shiyuan rejected Shen Nanqiao's suggestion and said directly, "Wait for me at the door of your house, I'll be there soon."

With a puzzled Shen Nanqiao and a confident Song Shiyuan, Song Shiyuan had already picked out the casual outfit he was most confident in, grabbed his keys, and left while they were talking.

Shen Nanqiao thought that the doorway Song Shiyuan mentioned was the entrance to the building downstairs, so she checked her makeup, grabbed her bag, and went out.

As soon as the door opened, someone came down the stairs from upstairs. Shen Nanqiao heard the footsteps first, and then the figure came down.

In the instant Shen Nanqiao was stunned, this person's entire demeanor was revealed. Song Shiyuan was wearing a simple casual outfit, which, to put it simply, was more of a casual-style tracksuit.

Among all of Song Shiyuan's suits, this one is the best-looking.

When Shen Nanqiao saw Song Shiyuan's face, she instinctively wanted to open her mouth wide, but her professional ethics as an actress made her hold back and only asked a seemingly normal question: "How did you get down from upstairs?"

Since moving in, Shen Nanqiao has never met her neighbors, including those upstairs and downstairs.

Now Song Shiyuan lives upstairs from me. In addition, Song Shiyuan always waits for me downstairs when I go for my morning run. Most importantly, the biggest reason I moved here is because this house was provided to me by Song Shiyuan.

Shen Nanqiao couldn't help but wonder and speculate.

Are all of these related to Song Shiyuan?

Song Shiyuan had already walked up to Shen Nanqiao's level. He stood beside Shen Nanqiao, a head taller than her.

Before Shen Nanqiao could speak, he explained, "I live upstairs from you."

Shen Nanqiao raised her disbelieving eyes, as if directly accusing Song Shiyuan of lying. Song Shiyuan could also see it. Seeing that Shen Nanqiao was still silent, for some reason, Song Shiyuan felt a shyness slowly rising up when facing Shen Nanqiao again.

"There happened to be an empty room downstairs at the time; it was all such a coincidence."

Without Shen Nanqiao's torture or coercion, Song Shiyuan confessed everything simply because of a single glance from Shen Nanqiao.

Song Shiyuan could not guarantee the truthfulness of his words. However, based on the look in Shen Nanqiao's eyes when she first saw him, he was certain that if Shen Nanqiao knew this was his house, she would definitely start looking for a new address for herself from tomorrow.

Song Shiyuan could only begin to explain with a mixture of truth and falsehood.

Shen Nanqiao followed Song Shiyuan out. Song Shiyuan was driving the car. The area near the entrance of the residential complex was an upscale area with no real night market vendors. But Shen Nanqiao just wanted to eat the most authentic night market food.

So this became the second time Shen Nanqiao had to order driver Song around.

Driver Song was happy to do it.

Shen Nanqiao never spotted any paparazzi near the neighborhood, so she didn't bother to cover her face and went out openly.

Song Shiyuan parked his car on the outskirts of the night market, which was the closest night market to the residential area. Shen Nanqiao walked around all the stalls.

In the end, there was still no food that I liked.

Song Shiyuan, however, spotted a sign behind the vendor's stall that read "Welcome Customers," indicating it was a ramen restaurant.

Song Shiyuan gently tapped Shen Nanqiao, who was still struggling to decide what to eat, and gave her a look. Shen Nanqiao's eyes lit up immediately when she saw the ramen shop.

She nodded and told Song Shiyuan to go ahead. She still went to the first fried food stall near the entrance. Although she was having dinner with the real owner, it was her birthday, and the owner probably wouldn't spoil the fun.

With these thoughts in mind, Shen Nanqiao picked out a large bag of fried skewers before returning to the small ramen shop to meet up with Song Shiyuan.

Sure enough, upon seeing the large bag Shen Nanqiao was carrying, he merely blinked and said nothing else.

Actually, according to Song Shiyuan's aesthetic standards, Shen Nanqiao's figure is a bit too thin for him. However, he knows that all the actors and stars under his management have strict body management and he has never seen any artists who can gain much weight.

However, Shen Nanqiao was still very thin in his eyes, so when Shen Nanqiao opened the bag and the smell gradually wafted out, Song Shiyuan just acquiesced and said nothing else.

He ordered a bowl of longevity noodles for Shen Nanqiao.

The bowl of noodles was plain and simple, with only a few scallions floating on top. If Shen Nanqiao hadn't tried it, she might have really thought it was a very bland bowl of noodles.

Once you actually put it in your mouth, this bowl of noodles is indeed very delicious.

Shen Nanqiao's eyes lit up repeatedly.

She smiled at Song Shiyuan with her eyes crinkling, noodles still hanging from her mouth, chewing incessantly, with a touch of hamster-like cuteness.

Perhaps because she was briefly immersed in the joy of eating, Shen Nanqiao was completely unaware of the camera filming the two of them behind her.

They didn't even turn off the flash; they just took pictures openly like that.

The photographers were two entertainment reporters, or rather, paparazzi who were just taking pictures on the side.

The two were bored after dinner and, knowing that many wealthy people or celebrities lived in this area, decided to try their luck here. If they were lucky enough to capture something, it would be a considerable fortune.

Those who manage to capture the secrets of the wealthy or the romances of celebrities will purchase the footage in advance from relevant individuals and receive a hush money.

This was the first time the two had come to Pinshui Sishu today. They hadn't considered why no other film crews had ever come here before. They just drove here, only to find that they couldn't get into the residential area and there was security outside. It was all a waste of time.

After waiting outside in the cold wind for a long time, the two finally made up their minds and decided to find a place to eat so that they wouldn't have come out for nothing, at least they would fill their stomachs.

But unexpectedly, she met Shen Nanqiao.

Shen Nanqiao is a celebrity on the internet right now, a paparazzi, oh wait, the two of them call themselves entertainment reporters.

Entertainment reporters all know that nowadays, anyone who follows movies is shipping Shen Nanqiao and Fang Zihe as a couple, while those who watch variety shows are shipping Shen Nanqiao and Gu Ning or Shen Nanqiao and Dou Shiyan as a couple.

Shen Nanqiao has actually taken the initiative to go out and have dinner with a man alone, which is big news in the entertainment industry.

The camera clicked away, and the two men's mouths stretched wider and wider.

This is something valuable.

Shen Nanqiao slurped down her noodles like a little pig, finishing off a small bowl of noodles without letting go of the fried skewers she had ordered.

Sometimes junk food just tastes better. Seeing that Song Shiyuan didn't reach out and just finished his bowl of noodles and stopped eating, Shen Nanqiao thought he wasn't hungry and just wanted to go out for a stroll. Shen Nanqiao casually asked, "How many meals have you had today?"

Song Shiyuan's gaze remained fixed on Shen Nanqiao. He casually replied, "First meal, what's wrong?"

Shen Nanqiao's gaze towards Song Shiyuan changed from indifference to pity. She felt sorry for Song Shiyuan, realizing that even a big boss like her couldn't afford to eat and was just as pitiful as a working-class person.

Shen Nanqiao and Song Shiyuan chatted casually, and the paparazzi hiding in the car behind them could only see their mouths opening and closing, but they couldn't tell what they were saying.

The photos alone weren't conclusive enough to prove anything. The two men exchanged a glance, and one of them, understanding the situation, put down his tools, put on his coat, and casually walked into the small shop.

He casually walked past Shen Nanqiao and his companion, deliberately jutting his face close to Shen Nanqiao's table despite the wide path beside him. This drew a wary glance from Song Shiyuan, who peered into his pocket. The paparazzo felt a chill run down his spine, thinking he had been discovered by the man. In reality, Song Shiyuan was checking if he had any dangerous items in his hands.

After confirming that there was nothing wrong, Song Shiyuan's gaze returned to Shen Nanqiao, listening to Shen Nanqiao's rambling nonsense, which had no rhyme or reason.

By the end, Song Shiyuan's mind was in a mess trying to handle the conversation, and Shen Nanqiao finally said that she had finished eating and could go home.

Song Shiyuan stood up instantly, walked to Shen Nanqiao's side, and took the bag that Shen Nanqiao was carrying without any use from his palm.

Shen Nanqiao didn't know why Song Shiyuan would do such a thing, but she also didn't know what possessed her, and she actually handed it over.

The entertainment reporters around Shen Nanqiao, who had all ordered the same bowl of noodles as her, lit up. If their previous conversation couldn't prove anything, then this action, posted online, would definitely be solid evidence.

He didn't rush to leave. Instead, the moment Shen Nanqiao and Song Shiyuan stood up to leave, he picked up his phone, accurately turned on the camera, and began to secretly take pictures.

This action immediately caught the attention of Song Shiyuan, who had been keeping a close eye on his surroundings. He keenly noticed that the only table of guests nearby was secretly taking pictures. He didn't think there was anything about a grown man like himself that was being photographed, so there was only one possibility.

Shen Nanqiao walked ahead, unaware of anything, while Song Shiyuan stood behind, slowly blocking Shen Nanqiao's figure, making it impossible to take a clear picture.