He Zhiyu: Got it.

Song Yunqing: With such a big issue, why hasn’t Lu Yingdi’s team reacted?

He Zhiyu: Yeah, their team shouldn’t be this incompetent, right?

Yu Yan: @Jian Ran, what did Lu Yan say?

He Zhiyu: I didn’t expect them to really know each other. Why didn’t you go to Lu Yan earlier? The resources would have skyrocketed.

Song Yunqing: Where is he? He was just here.

Five minutes ago, Jian Ran was still chatting in the group, calming them down, but in just a moment, he disappeared.

Jian Ran shouldn’t be the type to have a fragile heart, unable to handle a small issue.

He Zhiyu: There’s no way something happened, right?

Song Yunqing: Stop with the bad luck talk.

He Zhiyu: How is that bad luck talk? I just saw on Weibo that someone was planning to open the box, saying they were going to expose his family’s information. That person got scolded by me and reported, and their account got banned.

He Zhiyu: Also, some extreme fans of Lu Yan are saying they’ll go to his house to find him. What if they actually find him?

He Zhiyu was speculating all sorts of conspiracy theories in the group, almost coming up with ten major sins.

Yu Yan felt that the possibility was low. After all, Jian Ran wasn’t some inexperienced kid.

But suddenly, Jian Ran wasn’t speaking in the group anymore, so Yu Yan couldn’t help but feel a little anxious.

After calming down the two of them, he called Jian Ran.

It wasn’t until the call was about to automatically hang up that it was picked up, and Jian Ran’s timid voice came through, “Young Master, I saw it, they’ve removed the hot search, thank you.”

“I’m your manager. This is my job. It’s no big deal. But now that the hot search is down, it might still be dug up later. What did Lu Yan say?”

The most outrageous part of the whole situation was Lu Yan’s team’s complete inaction!

When Twenty Years and Hello, Friends last trended, the relationship between Jian Ran and Lu Yan would be brought up for discussion.

It was clearly just a normal friendship, but under the guidance of the paparazzi and marketing accounts, it seemed like there was something more going on between them.

“He said…”

“Why does it matter to him? Who’s calling at this time of night, doesn’t he want to let anyone rest?”

— This was Lu Yan’s voice.

Yu Yan: “…”

Jian Ran and Lu Yan are discussing how to solve this?

Shouldn’t it be him and Lu Yan’s team discussing this?

Do artists need to handle this kind of thing themselves?

What’s the point of him being a manager then?

It seemed like Jian Ran covered the microphone, and his voice became increasingly muffled. When he got anxious, his speech sped up a lot, “Don’t say anything, I beg you, go play somewhere else.”

Well, Jian Ran didn’t even stutter anymore!

“Hey, are you still there?”

Yu Yan snapped back to reality, “I’m here, go ahead.”

“He said he’ll handle it, no need for us to worry.” Jian Ran spoke slowly, one word at a time.

“Okay, if you need any help, let me know.” Yu Yan replied.

“Quickly hang up, it’s annoying.”

Yu Yan: “…”

After giving a few simple reminders, Jian Ran hung up the phone.

It seemed that Jian Ran and Lu Yan had a good relationship. Lu Yan even took on this issue himself.

Yu Yan spoke in the group to reassure everyone not to worry.

He packed up his things to go home and realized it was already 9:30 PM.

It was the first snow of the year in Beijing, and outside was a vast white expanse, with frost hanging on the windows.

Yu Yan put on his down jacket, then his scarf, hat, and gloves, before slowly heading out.

The door of the office next door wasn’t fully closed, and a faint orange-yellow light was coming through the crack, along with the sound of a keyboard clicking away.

Yu Yan subconsciously walked over to knock on the door, “Chen Ge, why are you still at work this late?”

“Almost done,” Shen Yuming turned his head to glance at him, then averted his gaze. “Why so late?”

“An artist had some issues right before I was about to leave, so I got delayed for a bit.” Yu Yan explained softly, then waved his phone. “I’m waiting for my brother to pick me up.”

“The roads have snow accumulation and haven’t been cleared yet, so you’ll probably have to wait for a while,” Shen Yuming explained.

The heavy snow started an hour ago and hasn’t stopped since, and it wasn’t even reported in the weather forecast for the next few days.

The snow came so suddenly that even if the traffic department responded quickly, they couldn’t clear all the roads in just one hour.

Even after the snow on the roads is cleared, the wet roads would slow down the vehicles. Originally, a one-hour drive could take up to two hours, so if Yu Yan was lucky, his brother Yuchen might make it in that time.

Rongcheng rarely experiences snow, and when it does snow, it usually melts before it even hits the ground, so Yu Yan isn’t experienced with it.

“Is it really going to take that long?”

Yu Yan took out his phone to check the road conditions, but suddenly, a news alert popped up at the top of the screen. A serious car accident occurred on the second ring road due to slippery roads, and even the ambulance was stuck behind.

That road is exactly the one Yu Yan takes to go home, and from the looks of it, it might take more than two hours. He might not even get home in four hours.

Moreover, with the snow and slippery roads, he didn’t want Yuchen to go out in this weather; it was too dangerous.

Yu Yan opened Yuchen’s WeChat and told him not to come, that he’d be fine staying at the office for the night.

“Do you want to go home with me?”

Shen Yuming had already closed his computer and put on a cashmere coat, coming over.

“Huh?”

“Do you want to stay at my place for the night?”

Shen Yuming repeated, and though he initially didn’t want to get involved, if Yu Yan stayed in the office for hours, Yuchen would certainly give him trouble tomorrow.

Besides, Shen Yuming had taken millions from the Yu family, and Yu Lin and Jiang Mo might also have opinions.

Rather than waiting for Yuchen to come and cause trouble tomorrow, it was better to take care of Yu Yan now.

Shen Yuming’s apartment was next to the Minghua district, but because of the snow, the originally ten-minute drive took twenty minutes.

Yu Yan thought that someone like Shen Yuming, a big CEO, would have a grand place, even for a temporary home, but he was surprised to find a small two-bedroom apartment.

One of the small bedrooms had been turned into an office, filled with various items.

Shen Yuming told him to make himself comfortable, then took some ginger from the fridge to brew ginger tea.

After finishing the ginger tea, Yu Yan changed into Shen Yuming’s pajamas and went to the bathroom to freshen up.

When he came out, he saw that Shen Yuming had laid a quilt on the sofa.

Yu Yan, being mindful not to trouble others, sat on the sofa and said, “Thank you, Chen Ge, one quilt is enough.”

Shen Yuming hesitated slightly, “You sleep on the bed. It has new bedding.”

“No, no, I’m fine with the sofa for the night.”

The apartment wasn’t very big, and the sofa was small. Even if he slept on it, it was a bit tight, especially with Shen Yuming, who was a good ten centimeters taller than him.

Shen Yuming hadn’t planned on letting Yu Yan sleep in the bed, but ten minutes earlier, both Yuchen and Jiang Mo had called him, thanking him for taking care of Yu Yan and asking him to look after him.

If Yuchen found out his brother was sleeping on the sofa, he would certainly be upset.

Seeing Yu Yan not insist, Shen Yuming finally relented.

He took the quilt from the sofa, moved it to the bed, and let Yu Yan sleep. Then he went to the bathroom to freshen up.

Yu Yan had fallen asleep by the time Shen Yuming came back. He was curled up in a small ball at the corner of the bed, completely still.

The bed was spacious, and even with Shen Yuming lying down, there was plenty of space for two more.

The main lights in the bedroom were off, leaving only a warm orange wall light on.

Shen Yuming lay there for a while, unable to fall asleep. He went to the living room to take a sleeping pill.

When he returned to the room, Yu Yan was still curled up in the corner, now sticking his head and half of his shoulder out, probably feeling stuffy.

Shen Yuming instinctively adjusted the quilt to cover Yu Yan’s fair neck.

Yu Yan’s breathing was steady, and it seemed like he didn’t notice.

Indeed, there was a difference between pretending to sleep and actually being asleep.

As he got closer, Shen Yuming could smell the shampoo Yu Yan used, and it matched the scent on his body.

A strange, unfamiliar feeling stirred inside him.

Shen Yuming looked at his hand, instinctively curling his fingers.

He was going crazy!

How could he allow someone to invade his private space like this?

He had actively invited Yu Yan to stay, let him sleep in his bed, and even helped cover him with a quilt.

Shen Yuming swallowed twice, instinctively wanting to smoke but realizing there was someone else in the apartment, so smoking didn’t seem right.

He suddenly realized that his mindset had changed. He no longer felt guarded around Yu Yan. Perhaps it was because of the hidden motives behind the Chao Xing incident, or perhaps it was because Yu Yan was so honest and genuine that all his calculations seemed unworthy.

Part of this was due to Yuchen, who was a big brother type, constantly asking him to look after Yu Yan. After hearing this many times, it had engraved itself in his mind.

The sound of an unfamiliar ringtone interrupted his thoughts.

Shen Yuming glanced at the nightstand, seeing the caller ID: “Brother.”

Between waking Yu Yan up and hanging up the call, he chose to answer.

“Xiao Yan, how is it? Have you had the ginger tea? Shouldn’t you be resting by now?”

Looking at Yu Yan’s peaceful sleeping face, Shen Yuming blurted out, “He’s asleep.”