At 9:30 a.m., inside a fashion building owned by a certain brand.

Jia Mingchuan glanced at the time on his phone and asked his assistant, "Where is he? Hasn't he arrived yet?"

The female assistant, wearing black-rimmed glasses, replied softly, "Not yet... I can't get through to Chi Chi on the phone."

Jia Mingchuan: "Call his agent."

"Beep...beep...The number you dialed is temporarily unavailable. Please try again later."

Assistant: "Should we continue, boss?"

Jia Mingchuan opened his phone, clicked on Weibo (a Chinese microblogging platform), which he didn't usually frequent, and a few minutes later...

Assistant: "Boss?"

Jia Mingchuan turned to look at her: "I'm not calling anymore, I won't be coming. Let's talk about it another day. Let's take the stuff away first."

After leaving the studio, Jia Mingchuan went to the stairwell, took out a cigarette, and lit one. If he were Chi Yining, facing online harassment, he might actually have committed suicide. Abandoned by his parents, he lived with his grandmother, worked various part-time jobs from middle school onwards, studied diligently, became a top scorer in the art exam, and then went mad after entering the entertainment industry…

He's back to normal now, but he's also depressed. Last night... how helpless he must have felt. Even after doing a good deed, he was still cyberbullied... how could Chi Yining not feel heartbroken? Even the strongest person has a soft heart.

We were supposed to film today, but never mind, let him get some rest.

After such a major incident, Jia Mingchuan was very worried about Chi Yining's mental state, but he couldn't get through to him on the phone; his agent was probably extremely busy last night. Fortunately, Chi Yining now has someone to help him, and public opinion has turned around.

A lawyer's letter worth hundreds of thousands of yuan... Just how much power does it take to do that in one night?

"Beep...beep..."

After taking another deep drag of his cigarette, Jia Mingchuan finally pulled out his phone from his pocket and pressed the answer button. His mother rarely called him, and his tone was slightly puzzled: "Hello... Mom, what's wrong?"

"I can't call you unless there's something wrong. Didn't you say Chichi was going to film today? Where is Chichi?"

Jia Mingchuan wondered if he had misheard. He actually heard Chi Yining's nickname used all over the internet from his mother! Besides, how would his mother know about the filming? "He didn't come today. He's probably busy..."

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, he said, "If he didn't come, he didn't come. You're not allowed to rush him, understand? He can film whenever he wants."

Jia Mingchuan: "..."

What's it like to have your mom secretly adopt a son behind your back?

"Mom, can I know why you care about him so much?" Jia Mingchuan casually stubbed out his cigarette on the ashtray in the trash can.

"It's nothing special. Mom just likes Chichi because he's good-looking. Is it wrong for her to want to adopt him as a godson?"

Jia Mingchuan was shocked. She really wanted to secretly adopt a godson behind his back: "Can you not be so perfunctory?"

"How dare you talk to your mother like that?" The gentle voice on the other end of the line turned displeased.

Fine, if you don't want to say it, then don't. You'll find out someday anyway; it's just a matter of sooner or later: "Okay, I won't say anymore. I'm busy now."

"Beep beep..."

Jia Mingchuan glanced at the phone after it was hung up and chuckled. Looks like he'll have to add Chi Yining on WeChat next week. But what excuse should he use?

……

"Brother Yan? Are you awake? What time is it?" Chi Yining felt like he had slept for a very long time, but he couldn't see a phone or a clock in Brother Yan's room.

Having already sat up, Chi Yining looked at Yan Ge's captivating face and stretched out his devilish hands: "Yan Ge! Get up! Were you pretending to be asleep?"

Yan Guiyun's face was being pinched, and his head was being pulled left and right by Chi Yining's hands. With his eyes closed, he finally stretched out his hands and pulled Chi Yining down again: "Are you hungry?"

Chi Yining was once again forcefully pressed against Yan Guiyun's firm pectoral muscles, his face contorted in pain: "I'm hungry, and I'm about to die..."

Yan Guiyun opened his eyes, released Chi Yining, and said, "Sorry, Xiao Yi, give Brother Yan a few more minutes..."

Yan Guiyun's deep, husky voice, just after waking up, was particularly soothing to listen to.

Just as he was about to get up again after being released, his hand accidentally... Damn... Brother Yan... What a behemoth this is?!

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