Ning Qiuxui felt that being with Jingjing made her prone to picking up the bad habit of flattering people, so she decided to value her life and stay away from Jingjing.

She took out her phone and checked Weibo.

The trending topics on Weibo were dominated by the Lemon TV Gala, with lists of real and lip-sync performances being circulated.

Some people were even commenting on the singing skills.

Ning Qiuxui, being the only live music guest, was fortunately not criticized much, thanks to her naturally good voice and thorough preparation.

Jingjing also took out her phone and excitedly tugged at Ning Qiuxui’s arm: “Wow, the super topic gained 30,000 fans overnight!”

Ning Qiuxui: “???“

She knew that the so-called “super topic” referred to the one Jingjing created for “Waiting for the Moon to Rise.”

This super topic had experienced various ups and downs, including scandals and relationship revelations involving celebrities.

It had gained a lot of fans and was no longer just a small fan group. It now had 560,000 followers, standing out among similar topics.

Ning Qiuxui felt embarrassed just seeing it. It was once a source of shame for her.

Jingjing was instantly upset: “Why should it be disbanded, Miss Ning? Sob sob sob, this is our little star’s home. Don’t you love us little stars anymore?”

Little stars referred to the fans of the moon-themed topic because they saw themselves as stars orbiting the moon.

Zhan Qingyue asked, “What’s a super topic?”

“It’s a topic space where all the fans of you and Miss Ning hang out. They’re always eagerly waiting for updates about you two,” Jingjing explained.

Even though Jingjing was no longer Zhan Qingyue’s personal caregiver, she knew what he liked to hear.

Zhan Qingyue: “Waiting for the Moon to Rise?”

Jingjing didn’t expect Zhan Qingyue, who rarely used Weibo, to know about it.

She thought about the fan fiction that portrayed him in a delicate way, though she didn’t write it herself, and wondered if he had seen it.

Jingjing was uncertain and forced a smile, saying, “Yes, yes.”

Zhan Qingyue nodded and said, “The moon has risen.”

Ning Qiuxui: “???“

Where did your serious image go?

Jingjing: “!!!”

Oh my gosh, the main person has acknowledged it! As a CP fan, she was ecstatic and cried.

Zhou Yang: “……”

Boss, you’ve changed.

“Okay, I’ll go see if I can make changes!” Jingjing was the first to react, overjoyed as a CP fan, “Long live Mr. Zhan!”

Ning Qiuxui glared at her: “You better not change anything.”

Jingjing: qaq

Luckily, the super topic name couldn’t be changed, saving the bootlicking Jingjing.

…

Zhou Yang silently drove the car, listening to their laughter and chatter.

He couldn’t keep up with their inside jokes and, being reserved, couldn’t join their conversation.

While Zhan Qingyue might take an interest in the entertainment industry because Ning Qiuxiu is a star—maybe checking her Weibo, seeing which fans are criticizing her, and keeping up with the latest entertainment news—Zhou Yang is completely out of touch with all of that.

Zhou Yang handles matters related to Zhuosen and also takes care of some things for Fengyi, but he doesn’t need to know about the entertainment industry or the latest internet trends.

So, when they talked about the entertainment industry, Zhou Yang stayed silent.

When they discussed trending topics, he was even quieter.

When they mentioned the show “Waiting for the Moon to Rise,” which Zhou Yang knew about but dared not comment on for fear of getting beaten up…

Zhou Yang could only play the role of a responsible driver, diligently taking his boss and the boss’s wife home first, and then dropping Jingjing off.

After Zhan Qingyue and Ning Qiuxiu got out of the car, the previously lively and fun atmosphere quickly turned cold, like a layer of frost in the sweltering summer heat.

Jingjing was also frustrated.

As a former fan of idol dramas, Jingjing had countless soap opera scripts in her mind, and her favorite was the aloof male lead who seemed very cool and stylish.

Zhou Yang fit that character perfectly—wealthy, capable, and handsome.

He was the ideal choice for an idol drama male lead.

However, seeing and interacting with someone are two different things.

Imagine their conversations going like this:

Jingjing: “La la la, good morning! It’s another beautiful day. Your little cutie needs a sweet good morning.”

Zhou Yang: “Good morning.”

Followed by a default happy emoji, which Zhou Yang probably thought was very sweet.

Jingjing: “I don’t want to go to work, I don’t want to deal with a ridiculous boss. I just want to be a lazy bum.”

Zhou Yang: “A few days ago, I found a bug in my food.”

“???” Jingjing felt like she had a thousand things to say!

Jingjing: “Oh my gosh, my current boss is such a super oddball! I can’t stand it anymore!”

Zhou Yang: “Quit. I’ll support you.”

Finally, he said something that made sense. Jingjing was touched.

Jingjing: “But I eat a lot, what if I end up eating you into bankruptcy?”

Zhou Yang: “Theoretically, that’s impossible. If you were to reach that point, you’d be as big as a building.”

“???” As big as a building? Try being that fat yourself!

Jingjing covered her face and cried, wondering why there had to be such a clueless man.

If she didn’t genuinely like him, she would have blocked him long ago.

The car quickly arrived at Jingjing’s apartment building.

Since it’s hard for outsiders to enter their neighborhood, every car has to be registered, but Zhou Yang always patiently takes her to the building despite the inconvenience.

Although he might not be very talkative, he is truly considerate.

His seemingly cold exterior hides a warm heart, which is what attracts Jingjing the most.

“Alright, I’m going now,” Jingjing said.

“Yeah, get some rest,” Zhou Yang replied.

As Jingjing got out of the car and closed the door, she added, “Be careful on the road.”

“Sure.”

After their brief exchange, Jingjing entered the building.

Zhou Yang knew she lived on the 8th floor, and he waited downstairs until he saw light coming from her living room window, which would confirm she was home before he left.

However, today, after a few minutes, the light didn’t come on.

Worried, Zhou Yang decided to check on her, as he knew the entry code to her building.

He took the elevator to the 8th floor. As the elevator doors opened, he was startled by a figure rushing towards him. It turned out to be Jingjing.

Her hair, which was usually tied up, was now loose and she looked disheveled, as if she had been in a struggle.

“Zhou Yang!” Seeing him, Jingjing’s panic eased a bit.

She threw herself into his arms, sobbing, “You haven’t left yet.”

Zhou Yang didn’t ask what had happened because the person who had been troubling her appeared at the elevator door.

It was Zheng Wei, the person introduced to her by Old Master Zhan.

Zheng Wei seemed drunk, swaying as he held the elevator door open, slurring, “Why are you running? I’m not going to hurt you. I just came to… see…”

Before he could finish, Zhou Yang gave him a blow.

He continued to strike quickly, making Zheng Wei roll on the ground before Zhou Yang felt satisfied.

Then he took Jingjing downstairs.

Jingjing was still scared: “That creep.”

As she had been about to enter her apartment, someone suddenly emerged from the fire escape, grabbed her from behind, and scared her half to death.

Fortunately, Zheng Wei was drunk and not very strong.

Jingjing, being used to physical work from her caregiver job, was stronger than most women and managed to break free and recognize Zheng Wei.

Zheng Wei had been harassing her ever since they met at the neighborhood entrance.

He even used a fake account to add her on social media.

Although he was more charming and talkative than Zhou Yang, Jingjing found him interesting at first, but soon realized he was Zheng Wei.

She blocked him immediately and stopped accepting messages from strangers.

No matter how much Zheng Wei tried to contact her, it was futile.

But she didn’t expect him to be so crazy as to come right to her doorstep.

She had no idea how he got in.

“Don’t be afraid,” Zhou Yang said, holding her. “He won’t come back, I promise.”

He used to think that kind of person was just a clown and not worth bothering about, but now that it’s reached this point, he could only say that the person had brought this on himself.

Zhou Yang helped Jingjing into the car, gently fastened her seatbelt, then got in and handed her a bottle of water. “Have some water.”

Jingjing took it and drank.

Zhou Yang then offered her a tissue.

Although he wasn’t very talkative, after working as an assistant for a long time, he had become very considerate and patient. He waited until Jingjing calmed down before asking, “Did he do anything to you?”

Jingjing shook her head.

She had managed to run away and even kicked him.

She wasn’t easy to bully.

Seeing that she was alright and not too shaken, Zhou Yang started the car.

“Where are we going?” Jingjing asked as he drove out of the neighborhood.

“To my place.”

Jingjing: “???”

“Don’t worry,” Zhou Yang said, noticing her alertness. “I have a spare room at my place.”

Jingjing relaxed a bit at this, then felt a little silly for being so cautious.

Zhou Yang seemed like the last person who would be untrustworthy—she must have been scared out of her wits by that creep.

“What if he calls the police because you hit him?” Although it was satisfying to think about, Jingjing worried about Zhou Yang facing trouble.

“Do you think he would dare?”

“……” That’s true.

Zheng Wei’s actions were worse, so he would just have to accept it without further trouble.

“Thank you,” Jingjing said quietly, feeling warmed inside.

“Don’t mention it.” Zhou Yang tried to keep a neutral expression, suppressing a smile that wanted to appear.

To them, this was just a small incident. Zhou Yang could handle Zheng Wei on his own without involving Zhan Qingyue.

However, when Zhan Qingyue saw Zhou Yang looking relaxed and happy at work, he asked, “Great, finally seeing some hope for that red envelope, huh?”

“……” Why was the red envelope joke still going on?

Zhou Yang tried not to smile in front of his boss and said lightly, “Thank you, Mr. Zhan.”

…

The variety show “Happiness in Progress” was soon going to start recording.

Ning Qiuxui was excited because it was her first time working on a show with Zhan Qingyue.

Since the show lasted two days per episode, she had to figure out how to ensure they wouldn’t go hungry during that time.

Instant noodles? Too low-class for the elite!

She decided they needed high-end instant noodles.

So, Ning Qiuxui asked the chef to prepare five-spice beef, various cooked vegetables, and sauce seasonings, all vacuum-packed.

She also brought noodles and rice, so they could easily cook a delicious meal by just adding the ingredients to the pot.

The meal situation was perfectly resolved; they could easily manage for two days.

As for clothes, Zhan Qingyue’s summer outfits were quite simple—usually dress shirts and slacks.

He occasionally wore T-shirts and casual pants or jeans, but not often.

His wardrobe was pretty monotonous.

But, with his good looks, even a plain shirt and slacks made him look stunning.

Ning Qiuxui packed several outfits for him and herself into a large suitcase.

On Saturday morning, with two big suitcases full of their things, they got into the car sent by the show’s production team.