The system makes me so beautiful that I don't care about anyone else's life or death.

Su Ran glanced at the man.

Zhong Jue was seen rummaging through drawers and cabinets, and soon found a bottle of saline solution and some liniment from a medicine box.

He frowned, deciding which one to use.

It has to be said that Zhong Jue truly deserves his reputation as a former genius actor. Even though he has retired from acting, his handsome appearance and tall, slender figure still place him at the top of the entertainment industry.

Under many of his cat-themed video clips online, a group of netizens howled in admiration for him.

"Use this. If it hurts, I'll have someone get some ice."

"Okay, thank you."

"The injury is in your lower back, is that convenient?"

Zhong Jue was more sensible than Gu Cai. He restrained himself and put down the medicinal wine, his eyes wandering to the hem of Su Ran's T-shirt.

"Mr. Zhong, please leave first. I can manage."

"you sure?"

He leaned down slightly, and his eyes, hidden behind gold-rimmed glasses, became even more imposing.

"Little assistant, I happen to have a few plasters that are about to expire. Considering how hard you've worked cooking, I'll give them to you to use... Oh, Brother Zhong, you're here too."

The infirmary door opened again, and Gu Cai, with a sour face, held a brown plaster in his hand, his face full of reluctance.

Zhong Jue quickly distanced himself from Su Ran and coughed lightly a few times.

"Thank you, I can do it myself... Ah." Su Ran struggled to get up, but was pressed down by a large hand. She gasped and felt the hand on her shoulder was thick and hot.

"Just lie down when I tell you to. As an artist, your health is the most important thing. I'll take you home when I'm done with work."

Su Ran: "..."

I don't know why, but I always feel that Zhong Jue's behavior is a bit strange. The relationship between her and him has not evolved to that point. At most, it is a colleague relationship between an artist and his agent.

In the days she'd known Zhong Jue, she hadn't seen him show any concern for other celebrities besides Gu Cai.

She could understand Gu Cai's concern; his hidden identity as a minor shareholder of Yu Ran meant there must be some connection between them.

But she and him...

I don't want to think about it. The more I think about it, the more likely I am to have the wrong idea. Maybe it's because I have a lot of commercial value.

Zhong Jue pulled Gu Cai, who was about to say something, away from the infirmary. As soon as she closed the door, she met Gu Cai's mischievous gaze.

"What are you thinking about?" He gently patted Gu Cai's head.

“I’m nineteen and you’re still filming me, I’m not a child,” he said, glancing toward the infirmary. “I’ve never seen you care much about female celebrities before, so why did you personally bring Ghost Voice to the infirmary today?”

He drew out the last syllable, as if afraid Zhong Jue hadn't heard him.

"Are you ready for an interview tomorrow? Reporters are notoriously difficult in the industry. If you don't go, you might end up with a reputation for being feared." Zhong Jue quickly changed the subject.

"Why do you have to bring up something that doesn't suit you?" Gu Cai suddenly became irritated, scratching his curly hair and walking away grumbling.

Zhong Jue leaned against the wall, his shoulders slumped slightly.

He turned around and looked into the room through the glass door. Su Ran had already drawn the snow-white curtains, which occasionally trembled slightly, captivating the eye.

His slender fingers clenched silently.

***

Within hours, Lu Xiaoyan was informed that she was not allowed to attend any events or make any announcements for the next month.

This is no different from simply sidelining her.

After a month, most of the resources have been snatched up. What will she get?

Li Han was still there, complaining bitterly.

"My little darling, what kind of mess have you made? Do you think the company is your home? Or do you think you can act like Gu Cai, defying heaven and earth at the company?"

"You haven't brought any contribution or value to the company, yet you're already acting all high and mighty. Who gave you the courage?"

Lu Xiaoyan gritted her teeth and remained silent, feeling extremely agitated. She also reflected on herself, realizing that she had indeed acted impulsively today.

Why!

They're all newly signed artists, and Guiyin has already gained the company's favor. Isn't it just because she became popular online? If she had had the chance to become famous first, she wouldn't be suffering this kind of injustice now.

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?" Li Han said angrily.

After a while, he suddenly remembered something and asked Lu Xiaoyan with a serious look.

"There's a banquet in a few days, with a few big shots in attendance. Do you want to come?"

"want."

***

Su Ran still couldn't resist Zhong Jue's insistence. It was already midnight when her guitar lesson ended, and Zhong Jue used the excuse that "a girl shouldn't go home too late" to take her back to her apartment.

Zhong Jue was driving, while the girl in the passenger seat next to him, dressed mysteriously, had droopy eyelids and looked a little drowsy.

Before coming to Kyoto, Su Ran didn't often travel by car. While others got carsick, she just wanted to sleep when she was in a car.

In the past, she was always on high alert, no matter what mode of transportation she used. But today, perhaps because Zhong Jue was someone she knew, she felt inexplicably safe.

But when she thought about how she was still wearing a mask and that Zhong Jue was a man, she forced herself to open her eyes wide.

Zhong Jue glanced at Su Ran in the rearview mirror and saw her looking half asleep, and couldn't help but chuckle.

"I'll provide you with a nanny van and a female assistant tomorrow. If you have any problems in your life, you can contact me."

He had initially intended to contact his female assistant, but after a few seconds, he changed his mind. He thought this was a good idea; contacting him would be much more convenient than contacting his female assistant, and it would also give her face, since she was now a very popular online singer with enormous commercial value to him and his company.

"it is good."

Su Ran was still half asleep when she heard Zhong Jue's words. Her mind didn't process it until she said "okay" and she suddenly came to her senses.

“No, I don’t want too many people to have contact with my private life.” She refused, her throat feeling dry and parched. She coughed a few times before saying, “It’s clearly stated in the contract that everything should be done my way.”

Zhong Jue didn't rush to explain, but instead gestured for her to open the documents in the box.

“These are all announcements I selected. It’s good that you’re doing things your way, but you still have to make money for the company. The contract also mentions that you have to get 50% of the profits before you can be willful.”

"I don't need to say much about the upcoming schedule. It's good that you can arrange it, but having an assistant with you will make things much easier."

Su Ran put down the documents. Zhong Jue's words made sense. She couldn't disregard everyone and do whatever she wanted. After all, she was working for Yu Ran now.

"Okay then, that's fine. It's only for work-related matters. Don't interfere in my private life." She agreed sullenly.

Zhong Jue curled his lips and arrogantly sped forward, finally arriving at Su Ran's residence.

In the quiet of the night, the man opened the passenger door, and a girl with dazed eyes, wearing a hat and mask, stepped out. She seemed to be fighting off a strong drowsiness, and rubbed her eyes vigorously with her fingers tucked into her sleeves.

"This place is not bad, but it's not very secure. Let me find you a new place."

Zhong Jue frowned as he surveyed his surroundings. For ordinary residents, it was quite safe, but for a newly famous artist, it was not so.

"No need, it's fine here, and moving is too much trouble. You can go now." She started to urge people to leave.

"You're letting me leave now? I brought you back in the middle of the night, aren't you going to invite me up for tea?" He's done a good job, even if he didn't do anything special. Tea wouldn't be an unreasonable reward.

Su Ran rolled her eyes. If it weren't for him, would she have been able to learn guitar until the wee hours of the morning?

Zhong Jue ordered her to learn the basics within three days.

Ha, three days? Do you think I'm a genius?

But Gu Cai, that guy, insisted on personally becoming her guitar teacher.

Don't think she doesn't know that he deliberately found a reason to scold her and made her cook.

Su Ran could only say, "I'll treat you to coffee another day."

Having received a verbal agreement from Su Ran, Zhong Jue happily drove away.

Watching the Mercedes drive away, Su Ran turned back to look at the apartment building that appeared majestic and tall in the night, a smile devoid of any emotion curving her lips.

The elevator doors opened smoothly, revealing a bright corridor. Su Ran's apartment was located at the far south end of the corridor.

She stood at the security door; the smart lock had been pried open, and loud, blaring music was emanating from inside.