Crying Over Such a Small Matter?

Seeing Duan Heng’s expression shift from enjoying the show to suppressing anger, Nan Pei quickly took all the blame upon himself.

“Duan Heng, I’m sorry, I didn’t notice earlier…” Nan Pei said apologetically, “I’ll find a way to help unban your account…”

But Duan Heng had no patience to listen to Nan Pei’s explanation. He got up and left the training room, exuding an icy aura even more terrifying than when he lost a match.

After Duan Heng left, everyone saw how downcast Nan Pei was and spent a long time comforting him, unanimously agreeing that it wasn’t his fault.

In front of everyone, Nan Pei appeared apologetic and sad, but once he left the training room and returned to his room on the second floor, his shoulders couldn’t help but start shaking.

After triple-checking that the door was locked, Nan Pei finally couldn’t hold it in any longer.

“Pfft hahaha… System, did you see Duan Heng’s face just now?” Nan Pei burst into laughter, collapsing onto the bed, his words barely coherent, “It looked like he swallowed a fly, hahaha…”

The system panel showed that Nan Pei’s task was successfully completed, advancing Duan Heng’s career line by 3%, with no deviation in the plot.

“So you did this purely to make Duan Heng hate you more,” the system said, “to compensate for your slight lack of acting skills in the game.”

Nan Pei laughed so hard his stomach hurt, and after a while, he finally calmed down, feeling a bit tired and wanting to go downstairs to get something to eat.

However, the moment he opened the door, he froze.

Nan Pei’s room was provided by the club, and to please him, Manager Ruan had specially arranged Duan Heng’s room next door, but hadn’t informed him in advance.

At this moment, Duan Heng was standing right at the door of the opposite room.

Their eyes met, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

Duan Heng’s gaze was icy, his lips tightly pressed together when he saw Nan Pei.

Nan Pei nervously asked the system, “He didn’t hear me laughing at him in the room just now, did he?”

System: “Probably not, the rooms here are well soundproofed.”

Duan Heng, having his account banned and being criticized by everyone afterward, along with Manager Ruan messaging him to apologize to Nan Pei, naturally had no good expression when he saw Nan Pei now.

Nan Pei had laughed so hard that tears came out, and there were still some tears at the corners of his eyes. To avoid being noticed, he turned his head and discreetly wiped his eyes.

This action, in Duan Heng’s eyes, made him frown slightly.

In Duan Heng’s impression, although Nan Pei was annoying, he was usually a well-mannered elite from a wealthy family, even when sad, he would control his emotions.

Now he was wiping tears?

Did he just hide in his room and cry?

Was such a small matter worth crying over?

Nan Pei adjusted his state after the laughter, looked up at Duan Heng, and cautiously said, “Xiao Duan…”

His eyelashes trembled slightly, his eyes a bit red, and his voice slightly hoarse, further confirming Duan Heng’s inner thoughts.

Duan Heng didn’t expect Nan Pei to be so fragile, after all, he was a president, was such a small matter worth crying over?

“The account ban was my fault,” Nan Pei said softly, his tone apologetic, “I’ll contact the game officials to get your account unbanned…”

In Duan Heng’s eyes, Nan Pei was pretending to be strong, clearly devastated by the incident, yet acting composed just to win his favor.

So hypocritical.

Duan Heng slightly lowered his eyes, looking at Nan Pei’s expression, frowning impatiently, “No need.”

Nan Pei was slightly taken aback, then lowered his head in disappointment, suppressing his sadness, and said, “I’ll find time to practice my skills. I play games for you. Although I can’t compete with you, at least I won’t drag you down in normal games…”

He spoke with genuine emotion, every word filled with deep affection.

Duan Heng looked at his expression, feeling a sense of déjà vu.

When he repeatedly betrayed Nan Pei in the game, causing his death, he had the same expression, like a pampered house cat abandoned by its owner.

His pride shattered, yet still yearning for affection.

Duan Heng looked at his expression, momentarily lost in thought, then frowned and looked away.

He shouldn’t feel any sympathy for Nan Pei.

This was all Nan Pei’s own doing.

“But next time, can you not do this…” Nan Pei looked at Duan Heng’s cold expression, mustering the courage to say.

Duan Heng was about to mock Nan Pei, wanting to say it was all because he was bad, but then he heard Nan Pei continue:

“You’re a professional player, treating teammates like this in a game, if word gets out, it won’t do you any good, it might even become a black mark.”

Duan Heng was stunned.

He didn’t expect Nan Pei to still be thinking about him.

Duan Heng pursed his lips, his Adam’s apple bobbing, and after a brief moment of surprise, he frowned, gruffly leaving a “none of your business” before returning to his room, slamming the door shut.

Nan Pei sighed in relief, muttering softly, “What a temper… better not run into this guy outside of the plot.”

After saying this, Nan Pei went downstairs to find something to eat, grabbing a plate of fruit and sitting on the sofa in the lobby to enjoy.

However, Nan Pei hadn’t even warmed his seat when he saw the TKT members.

Seeing Nan Pei not in the best state, with slightly red eyes, they decided to make it up to him with action.

So, the TKT members enthusiastically invited Nan Pei to play games with them.

“President Pei, today you must experience a real game.”

“That’s right, hope President Pei isn’t upset about Heng Ge.”

“Let President Pei experience the true treatment of an investor…”

Nan Pei helplessly asked the system, “This won’t cause any issues, right?”

System: “As long as Duan Heng isn’t around, and you pay a bit of attention to your persona, there shouldn’t be any problems.”

Only then did Nan Pei relax, finally smiling at the TKT boys, “Alright, let’s play a game.”

The club’s atmosphere instantly became cheerful.

Upstairs, after closing the door, Duan Heng felt inexplicably irritable.

He knew Nan Pei was probably wiping tears again.

But no matter what, he couldn’t possibly pity him.

Duan Heng leaned against the door, took a deep breath, and decided to put the matter behind him. He walked to his computer desk, opened a backup account, and started wreaking havoc in the game.

However, it didn’t take long before Duan Heng’s mind drifted away from the game.

Could Nan Pei be crying at the door?

The more Duan Heng thought about it, the more annoyed he became, so he hastily ended the game and walked to the door, peeking outside through the peephole.

However, Nan Pei was already gone.

Duan Heng frowned.

Did he go to a corner to cry?

Duan Heng felt a tinge of disdain for Nan Pei: such a grown man, yet so easily upset.

Just then, Duan Heng vaguely heard Nan Pei’s voice from downstairs, catching his attention.

The next second, he found himself heading downstairs, almost as if compelled.

The voice came from the training room.

The closer Duan Heng got to the training room, the colder his expression became.

“President Pei, amazing, this wave was all thanks to you!”

“President Pei, come over, I’ll give you a blue buff…”

“President Pei, come join the team fight, these kills are all yours.”

Duan Heng frowned tightly—wasn’t Nan Pei upset? How did he have the mood to play games??

And his teammates… just because Nan Pei is an investor, they have to suck up to him like this?

How pathetic!

Amidst the unanimous praise from the TKT members, Nan Pei’s voice reached Duan Heng’s ears from the training room: “Oh no, I’m going to die, save me.”

If Duan Heng didn’t recognize Nan Pei’s voice, he would have thought he was hearing things.

What annoyed Duan Heng even more was the TKT members eagerly saying:

“President Pei, I’m coming!”

“President Pei, wait for me!”

Duan Heng’s face turned ashen, and the thought that he had felt a twinge of guilt for Nan Pei earlier made him clench his fingers, almost embedding his nails into his palms.

The voices of the crowd came again:

“This wave of cooperation was perfect.”

“We’re not like Heng Ge, we won’t sell you out, President Pei.”

“Exactly, don’t play games with Heng Ge next time…”

Hearing these words, Duan Heng couldn’t help but grind his teeth, turning away with a dark face.

Fine, don’t play then.

Do they think he wants to play with Nan Pei??

Nan Pei better never ask him to play games again!

A day later, Nan Pei planned to continue advancing Duan Heng’s career line.

In the original plot, Nan Pei had also suggested adjusting the team to Duan Heng, but was scolded and never mentioned it again.

But Nan Pei had to help Duan Heng change teammates.

During the afternoon break, Nan Pei entered the training room, searching the crowd for Duan Heng, then locked onto his target and walked quickly towards him.

Duan Heng quickly noticed Nan Pei, and his expression immediately darkened.

Everyone noticed this and couldn’t help but pause, feeling a bit worried for Nan Pei.

“Xiao Duan…” Nan Pei walked up to Duan Heng, mustering the courage to say softly, “I called the game company, your account has been unbanned.”

Duan Heng frowned, saying coldly, “Oh. Anything else? If not, please leave and don’t disturb my training.”

Nan Pei was slightly taken aback, the atmosphere growing colder, and the coaches on the side didn’t dare to speak.

“There’s one more thing.” Nan Pei paused, speaking seriously, “I’ve thought about it for a long time, and I feel that just changing the venue and equipment isn’t enough for TKT, we should also make some personnel adjustments.”

Hearing this, Duan Heng looked at Nan Pei coldly and said, “We already have enough coaches.”

Nan Pei shook his head, pursing his lips, and slowly said, “I think TKT might need some fresh blood.”

Duan Heng was momentarily stunned, then immediately understood Nan Pei’s meaning—he wanted to kick out the less skilled TKT members. So he immediately said:

“I disagree.”

His attitude was firm, his tone a bit harsh.

Nan Pei continued, “Xiao Duan, I’m doing this for TKT’s sake…”

“I’ve already told you, I don’t want to change teammates.” Duan Heng frowned tightly, suppressing his anger, “Nan Pei, do you not understand human language?”

Nan Pei was startled by Duan Heng’s anger, his voice growing softer, “I, I just want to help you achieve your dream of winning the championship.”

“You help me achieve my dream?” Duan Heng’s voice was full of sarcasm, “With you? Do you even know what e-sports is?”

“Xiao Duan, don’t say that.” Nan Pei’s face turned pale, pursing his lips, “I’m very remorseful and sad about the account ban, so…”

Duan Heng suddenly sneered, “Remorseful? Sad?”

He recalled the scene of Nan Pei playing games with the TKT members, and his anger finally erupted.

“Nan Pei, you’re an investor, yes, but you shouldn’t meddle in the club’s affairs because you’re not qualified!” Duan Heng’s voice was full of anger.

After saying this, he threw his headphones on the table and left the training room without looking back.

Nan Pei was about to chase after him to say a few more words when he suddenly heard the system’s prompt:

“Host, the exclamation mark for the entertainment industry novel has turned red.”

Nan Pei was shocked, “So sudden?!”

System: “Please head to the western part of Lujin City as soon as possible. The entertainment industry male lead needs your help.”

At this moment, Manager Ruan happened to return from outside. Seeing Duan Heng storming out of the training room, his heart sank, knowing something had happened again. He quickly ran into the training room, and sure enough, saw Nan Pei looking not too pleased.

“President Pei, what happened this time?” Manager Ruan hurriedly walked up to Nan Pei, asking with concern, “Did Duan Heng upset you again?”

Nan Pei waved his hand, forcing a smile, “I’m not angry. I’m leaving now. Goodbye, Manager Ruan.”

In the past, whenever Nan Pei visited the club, he would stay for over a week.

But this time, it hadn’t even been four days, and he was eager to leave.

Manager Ruan thought, what does this mean? It means Nan Pei was so upset by Duan Heng that he couldn’t take it anymore.

Nan Pei, thinking about quickly completing the entertainment industry task, was about to leave the training room when Manager Ruan stopped him, “President Pei, Xiao Duan is immature, please don’t hold it against him.”

Nan Pei could barely smile, “Manager Ruan, I know. But can you please not block my way?”

Manager Ruan knew Nan Pei was speaking out of anger and signaled for the other members to block Nan Pei’s path.

Everyone quickly blocked Nan Pei’s way:

“Yeah, President Pei, don’t be angry, Duan Heng is young.”

“President Pei, we support all your decisions!”

“President Pei…”

Nan Pei said anxiously, “I know, I’m really not angry, but I have something to do now, I have to go!”

Nan Pei’s face grew increasingly grim, further confirming Manager Ruan’s thoughts.

Manager Ruan quickly grabbed the hand of their benefactor, speaking earnestly, “President Pei, don’t overlook the club’s affection for you because of Xiao Duan alone…”

Nan Pei couldn’t smile at all because the entertainment industry male lead was still waiting for him.

He could only put on a stern face and said coldly, “If anyone stops me again, I’ll withdraw my investment immediately.”

Everyone was scared, and Nan Pei took the opportunity to run out of the training room as if escaping.

“Oh no, oh no, oh no!” Manager Ruan was sweating with anxiety, “President Pei is really angry this time! That kid Duan Heng went too far!”

To untie the knot, you need the one who tied it. Manager Ruan quickly found Duan Heng, and without a word, dragged him to the door.

Duan Heng was startled, frowning, “What are you doing?!”

“You still have the nerve to ask!” Manager Ruan gritted his teeth, “Hurry up and persuade President Pei!”

Duan Heng was utterly confused, and when he reached the club lobby, he finally understood what had happened.

Nan Pei was already near the club entrance.

Clearly, he was so upset by Duan Heng that he was leaving the club, and the next step might be withdrawing his investment.

Manager Ruan pushed Duan Heng forward, urging him to stop Nan Pei, saying, “If he really withdraws his investment, TKT is finished!”

Duan Heng didn’t expect Nan Pei to be so angry.

He had no choice but to reluctantly step forward, trying to stop Nan Pei.

The system reminded Nan Pei, “Someone’s catching up from behind.”

Nan Pei was startled.

Duan Heng quickly caught up with Nan Pei, intending to grab his arm and ask him not to throw a tantrum.

However, in the next second, Duan Heng’s hand grabbed nothing, and he stood there stunned, watching the man in front of him—

Nan Pei sprinted out of the club at lightning speed, almost becoming a blur.

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