Before Pei Shinian could take a closer look, the two of them had already turned and disappeared at the end of the corridor.
When Pei Shinian returned, two of his older brothers were toasting and chatting. He went back to his seat and said, “I just saw the young master of Yunmeng Film Industry.”
He furrowed his brows uncertainly and turned to Mu Ye. “It seems like he came with your demon king fanboy.”
Mu Ye paused in his motion of putting down his glass and turned his gaze away.
“Although I might have been mistaken,” Pei Shinian said, “The young master has gathered some of the gold sponsors in the industry tonight. I think he might be someone’s sponsor.”
Pei Shinian ate a piece of cheese and suddenly laughed to himself, for some reason.
Lu Shen looked up at him with a dumbfounded expression. “Are you drunk?”
“No, I just suddenly thought,” Pei Shinian couldn’t help but laugh again and raised his eyebrows. “If Song Jianchu became my sponsor, I might actually consider it.”
Pei Shinian was a member of an idol group, who had become famous for his looks and talent. Due to good secrecy measures, few people knew that Pei Shinian was also a top-tier second-generation rich kid, with a background that was strong enough to avoid relying on sponsors. He was one of the few top-tier celebrities in the industry who were not controlled by capital.
Lu Shen became more talkative after drinking, and sneered, “You like younger men?””
Pei Shinian remained silent.
“Why do you make it sound like I’m a pervert?” Pei Shinian chuckled. “I just think that if someone had a demon king sponsor like that, they could just throw money at any problem and make it go away. It seems pretty nice.”
The people around him laughed quietly.
Mu Ye didn’t speak much after drinking, lazily propping his chin with his fingers. He looked down at his glass and said, “Indeed.”
“But let’s forget about it,” Pei Shinian shook his head and continued joking, “This kid doesn’t seem to have a good personality. He’s probably difficult to deal with, and I’m not good at coaxing people.”
As he spoke, he picked up the wine bottle, ready to continue entertaining his two older brothers.
Before he could pour the wine, a hand snatched away the glass in front of him.
His older brother placed the yogurt that had been sent over by the waiter in front of him.
Pei Shinian felt his heart warm up and was about to turn his head to say that he could still keep going.
“Dream on in moderation,” his older brother said gently, inserting a straw for him.
Pei Shinian raised his eyebrows in confusion. His older brother meant to say “Drink in moderation,” right?
His older brother helped him with the straw and said softly, “No matter how specific your thoughts are, you won’t have the chance for that kind of good fortune.”
“…,” Pei Shinian closed his mouth and drank some yogurt, as if he had already become accustomed to this.
The largest private room in the clubhouse was filled with laughter and joy, as a small banquet was taking place.
There were quite a few people, all chatting and drinking around the long table.
Song Jianchu had put away his usual carelessness and sat on the couch with a bit of stiffness, his hands on his knees, revealing a subtle sense of unease.
Yin Chi walked over with a glass of wine and looked at his brother who had been sitting silently for more than ten minutes since he arrived. “Why are you sitting so straight? I’ve never seen you so shy before. Why don’t you go talk to someone?”
Yin Chi sat down and asked, “Didn’t you say you want to know about the inside story of the entertainment industry’s financiers?”
Song Jianchu remained silent.
“Take off your sunglasses, it’s fine,” Yin Chi looked at his good brother’s face, which was covered as if he was going undercover. He chuckled and said, “All the waiters here have signed a confidentiality agreement. You can even run around naked here, and no one will spread it outside.”
Song Jianchu lowered his head and buried his chin inside his collar, motionless.
Yin Chi couldn’t help but laugh. A deep and hearty male laugh reverberated in the air.
The well-known real estate tycoon held the waist of a female actress and raised his glass. “If it weren’t for Xiaoyin’s initiative, we busy people would never have the chance to gather like this. Come on, I’ll toast to you all, my older brothers!”
After they finished their glasses, the big shots continued to talk and laugh.
“Indeed, Xiao Yin has done a great job. It’s been so long since we’ve had a good get-together like this.”
“Old Yin didn’t raise his son in vain. He’s much more sensible than my stinky daughter, who only knows how to spend money. Nowadays, young people don’t understand how hard it was for the older generation to earn money.”
“Girls like to buy clothes and bags, costing hundreds of thousands. They can’t even count the money they spend.”
“Be content. You should be grateful that your son isn’t the Weibo’s wealthiest man.”
“Hahaha, indeed. If that kid was mine, I wouldn’t be able to afford to maintain ten printing machines.”
Yin Chi: “…”
Yin Chi turned his head and awkwardly changed his words, “Just keep wearing your sunglasses, so the uncles won’t feel embarrassed.”
These words didn’t mean anything, so Song Jianchu didn’t take them seriously. He crossed his arms and closed his eyes behind his sunglasses.
After seeing these wealthy middle-aged men with an average age of no less than 40, he gave up on the idea of communicating with them.
A female star lit a cigar for a giant in the film and television industry. After taking a puff, the giant looked towards the other side of the sofa and kindly smiled, “Xiao Yin, your friend seems a bit introverted. Is it because he has nothing to say to us old guys?”
“No,” Yin Chi made an excuse and smiled, “My brother is a bit socially anxious. He usually only likes to stay at home and idolize stars. It just so happens that there is this gathering today, so I brought him out to exercise a bit.”
Song Jianchu had already fallen asleep sitting down and didn’t hear this conversation.
“I said he didn’t look very old, he really is just a kid,” the giant said to the female star next to him. “Why don’t you go chat with the kid while I talk with Xiao Yin for a while?”
Song Jianchu was woken up by the smell of perfume.
He frowned and opened his eyes to find that the person next to him had changed.
Several well-known young female celebrities surrounded him, curiously staring at him with their chins resting on their hands.
Seeing that he had woken up, the girls teased him with smiling faces.
“Awake now?”
“You’re really amazing to be able to sleep through all this noise.”
“How old are you, little handsome? It’s strange, why do I feel like I’ve seen you somewhere before?”
“Can you take off your sunglasses and show us?” one of the girls, who had gained fame for her youthful looks, moved closer and flirtatiously joked, “So, do any of us fit your taste? Don’t be shy, let sister give you a hug?”
Taking a deep breath, Song Jianchu suddenly blushed and stood up.
When leaving, a group of female fairies from the Pan’s Labyrinth behind them burst out laughing.
“What are you running for? We’re not going to eat you!”
“He’s blushing, hahaha, what a cute little brother.”
“Hurry back! Big sister is waiting for you!”
Upon leaving the private room, Song Jianchu let out a sigh of relief.
He raised his sleeve and sniffed it, picking up the scent of perfume, and furrowed his eyebrows even tighter.
He went straight to the restroom.
As he was washing his hands after removing his sunglasses, someone walked in and their footsteps paused, “Song Jianchu?”
After SUK went bankrupt, Song Yan had been seeking opportunities from people everywhere, and during this time he had nearly become an alcoholic.
He had thought that he was being called by some business tycoons who were difficult to meet on a normal day, and that it was an opportunity sent by the heavens for him to make a comeback. However, he never expected to come here and be forced to drink until he was drenched like a chicken.
Song Yan was feeling angry inside, and looked at the person in front of the washbasin, snickering, “It’s really you.”
Song Jianchu didn’t stop his movements and finished washing his hands before wiping them dry with a tissue. Then he casually looked in the mirror, “Are you standing here to congratulate me? Your eyesight is still normal after all.”
“Didn’t your family let you go to school?” Song Yan laughed in anger, “Can’t you speak properly?”
Song Jianchu threw away the tissue, “Did you understand what I said?”
Song Yan: “……”
Knowing that he couldn’t gain the upper hand in a verbal spat with this kid, Song Yan didn’t continue the conversation and sneered, “You, a parasite who lives off inheritance, where do you get the face to talk to me like that?”
“I’m sorry, I take back what I said.” Song Jianchu remained calm and turned around. “If you can’t even see people clearly at such a close distance, you should go see an eye doctor earlier.”
Already feeling dizzy from drinking, Song Yan was so provoked that his vision blackened.
“Song Jianchu, let me tell you! Just because you have some online fame doesn’t mean you can act tough!” Song Yan couldn’t be bothered to act civilized anymore and yelled with a red face. “Do you really think those netizens like you? They’re all just waiting to see you make a fool of yourself! Thanks to you, the whole country now knows that our family has a wasteful son like you!”
Song Jianchu’s ears were hurting from the yelling, and he frowned disapprovingly.
“Do you really think you’ve succeeded in being a fan by meeting your idol once at an event?” Song Yan sneered disdainfully. “Who knows if your idol went home and threw up because he was hugged by a cold-blooded monster like you with the stench of copper all over you? And why are you blushing like that just because a man hugged you? The photos are all over the internet. Do you like men? Does your idol know you’re a pervert?”
Losing patience, Song Jianchu’s eyes became dark, and he was about to shut this person up for good.
But then he raised his gaze and suddenly saw someone appear at the door.
Song Jianchu relaxed his clenched fist and returned to a calm expression.
Seeing the person in front of him remain silent and lower their gaze, Song Yan thought he had finally hit a nerve and continued smugly, “Wake up and stop daydreaming. I’m telling you now, if Mu Ye finds out you have some perverted thoughts and got close to him with them, even if you give him all your money, he won’t even spare you a glance. He’ll just make you take your dirty money and get lost…”
“I’m sorry,” someone behind them interrupted. “Can you please not make decisions for others so casually?”
Song Yan was momentarily stunned, and then turned around to see a pair of cold, gray eyes under the white ceiling, which seemed even colder under the light.
The man’s gaze fell on him for only half a second before he lifted his eyes and looked at someone inside, saying calmly, “Don’t listen to him, I won’t do it.”
Song Yan: “???”
Mu Ye passed by him as if gliding through the air, and walked to the sink.
Mu Ye lowered his gaze and observed the boy’s expression, and asked in a natural tone, “Here with friends?”
The two stood very close.
Because of the half-head height difference, Mu Ye had to lower his head slightly when speaking.
Song Jian initially raised his gaze for a moment, and they locked eyes at close range for a second, but he then lowered his eyes again and looked at his soft black knit sweater.
He hesitated a little whether to step back.
Mu Ye seemed to have drunk some alcohol, and his body temperature was slightly higher.
The black knit sweater emitted a warm and refreshing scent of shower gel, which diluted the strong fragrance on his coat that made people frown.
Seeing that Song Jian initially did not move, Mu Ye lightly pursed his lips and said, “Hmm.”
Song Yan, standing at the door, looked on in a daze, as if he had become transparent.
Song Yan: “…………”
“I just wanted to come out and find you earlier, but I was afraid of disturbing you,” Mu Ye paused, and his Adam’s apple rolled slightly as he said, “Luckily, I made it out.”
Song Jian initially was stunned for a moment, and looked up at him again.
Did he think he was being bullied by that idiot?
Just then, the person in front of him suddenly lowered his head.
Song Jian initially slightly widened his eyes, his body instantly stiffened, and even his eyelashes froze without daring to move.
The man’s warm and heavy breathing became clear, and he stopped by his ear for two seconds before slowly lifting his head away.
Song Jian initially didn’t know if it was an illusion, but he felt that after this action, the gaze that fell on him from above seemed to have a few more traces of resentment.
The next second, the man’s gaze swept over his face with condemnation, and he said in a low voice, “If you don’t come again, my sponsor will have to go solo.”
i like to think our MC is just pretending to be fierce but he’s really a shy person at heart lololol. thanks for the chapter!
Thank you for the chapter! Song Jianchu is really cute.