His tall, upright posture, sharp features, and innate air of nobility made him stand out in the crowd. Lin Bai couldn’t help but be drawn to Fu Zhiyuan, his heart unconsciously racing, as if pulled by some kind of magic. How great it would be if he could be with Fu Zhiyuan! When the image of Shen Nanxing and Fu Zhiyuan tightly embracing appeared in Lin Bai’s mind, his resentment toward Shen Nanxing grew even more. There was always a voice inside him telling him that Fu Zhiyuan should have been his, and that it would be great if Shen Nanxing just disappeared.

A trace of harshness flashed in his eyes, but it quickly returned to normal. He glanced at the mirror and saw his face, which bore some resemblance to Shen Nanxing’s. He thought of a way to replace Shen Nanxing. Once Shen Nanxing disappeared, Fu Zhiyuan would definitely notice his presence!

Fu Zhiyuan sat expressionlessly in a private booth, his cold aura seemingly silently declaring, “Stay away.” Today’s event was specially arranged by Han Zhao for Xu Yuan. Recently, Xu Yuan’s marketing accounts and internet trolls had created rumors that he only rose to fame with the help of his financial backers and slept with fans. Xu Yuan didn’t respond in time, which upset many of his fans, who felt betrayed and deceived. Although his management team later issued a statement and reported the matter to the police, the fans still refused to believe it and demanded that Xu Yuan leave the entertainment industry.

To restore Xu Yuan’s image, Han Zhao had arranged for him to star in a movie and planned to use today’s gathering to secure investments for the film. The first person he thought of was Fu Zhiyuan. Although the main business of the Fu Group did not involve entertainment and media, Fu Zhiyuan’s influence and resources made his support crucial for Xu Yuan.

Han Zhao took a sip from his glass, placed his hand on Fu Zhiyuan’s shoulder, and said with a hint of teasing, “Why the long face? How come you didn’t bring your little friend today?”

Fu Zhiyuan gave him a cold look, his face turning slightly unpleasant, and pursed his lips, “Shut up.”

Han Zhao shrugged, unconcerned by the warning, “Mr. Fu, could it be that you’ve had a breakup?”

Fu Zhiyuan snorted dismissively, retorting sarcastically, “What are you joking about? Do you think I’m like you?”

Han Zhao’s expression stiffened, recalling that he was still in a cold war with Xu Yuan. A hint of disappointment flashed across his brow. He thought, “It’s just because I asked Xu Yuan a few questions about the person in that photo, is it really that big of a deal?” Since their argument, they hadn’t been in contact again. This time, Han Zhao was trying to help him secure a movie role and attract investments, but Xu Yuan was completely unaware.

Sighing, Fu Zhiyuan, seeing him sulking and drinking alone, sneered, “This is all you’re capable of? You can’t even pursue someone properly!”

Han Zhao refilled Fu Zhiyuan’s glass, raising an eyebrow. “You make it sound like you’re good at it.”

“Better than you.” Fu Zhiyuan took a sip of red wine and responded calmly.

Han Zhao, uninterested in a verbal sparring match, motioned for his secretary to bring over the investment proposal. “Mr. Fu, let’s talk business first, shall we?”

Fu Zhiyuan smiled without speaking and took the file. He skimmed through it, “Such a large investment, could it be that the male lead is the one you’re chasing?”

Xu Yuan? Isn’t that the same person he did a photoshoot with his wife? Fu Zhiyuan thought to himself. Thinking about Xu Yuan’s intimate actions with Shen Nanxing made Fu Zhiyuan feel a pang of jealousy.

Han Zhao gave a proud snort. “Don’t ask what you shouldn’t.”

He leaned closer to Fu Zhiyuan and continued to press, “Just tell me, do you want to invest or not? Give me a clear answer, Mr. Fu.”

Fu Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow, looking puzzled. “Isn’t movie investment your area of expertise? Why do you have to drag me into it? If you want to pursue someone, at least show your sincerity, right?”

Han Zhao sighed lightly, “You don’t understand. It’s because it’s me that he won’t accept.”

“So, it can only be under your name for the investment, right? Anyway, it’s no loss for you.”

Fu Zhiyuan looked at him a little confused. “I didn’t realize you liked doing good deeds anonymously.”

Han Zhao stood up, patting his shoulder and handing him the pen. “Alright! Just do me a favor and sign.”

“Fine.” Fu Zhiyuan signed the document decisively.

Han Zhao’s mood lifted when he saw Fu Zhiyuan sign. He drank several more glasses of wine and gradually became tipsy. He began to complain to Fu Zhiyuan. “You have no idea just how hard he is to chase…”

This “he” clearly refers to Xu Yuan.

Fu Zhiyuan subtly avoided his touch, “Oh? Really?” Han Zhao frowned, muttering, “I’ve never met someone so difficult to deal with!”

“Arguing with me, not even answering the phone…”

“Xu Yuan! Come here and take off my clothes!”

“…”

Han Zhao began to act drunk, and Fu Zhiyuan shot him a look of disdain before saying to his secretary, “Mr. Han is drunk. Please take him home.”

The secretary, seeing the situation, helped Han Zhao out, but was stopped by Fu Zhiyuan.

After thinking for a moment, Fu Zhiyuan said, “Take him directly to Xu Yuan’s house. Describe Mr. Han as being pitiful, saying his investment failed and that he’s in a bad mood.”

“Okay.”

The secretary was confused but complied.

Fu Zhiyuan watched them leave, a cunning glint flashing in his eyes. Han Zhao, don’t say I didn’t help you. Whether you seize the opportunity or not, that’s up to you. He was just in a good mood lately and couldn’t stand seeing couples in conflict.

The assistant, observing Fu Zhiyuan’s actions, immediately understood how he had managed to win Mr. Shen over. It must have been through a combination of thick skin and playing the victim. He never expected Mr. Fu to be this kind of person behind the scenes. Tsk, tsk…

Just as Fu Zhiyuan was about to leave, Lin Bai entered with a tray, a perfect smile on his face, his eyes showing a hint of surprise. “Mr. Fu, long time no see.”

Fu Zhiyuan frowned in displeasure, his eyes cold, “Who are you?”

Lin Bai’s face stiffened. He didn’t expect Fu Zhiyuan to have no memory of him at all. Fu Zhiyuan emanated a chill, his gaze sharp. “Move. Don’t block the way.”

Lin Bai had just managed to switch work areas with a colleague and finally had the opportunity to approach Fu Zhiyuan. He wasn’t willing to give up so easily. He watched Fu Zhiyuan walk away and, with determination, decided to go all in. “Mr. Fu, please wait a moment.”

Fu Zhiyuan ignored him, not responding.

Lin Bai quickly caught up, panting, his cheeks flushed. “Mr. Fu, just one minute.”

“Move.” Fu Zhiyuan’s coldness deepened, and there was an impulse to throw Lin Bai out.