Jian Yang sighed in relief, obediently leaning his face forward, allowing Guan Ciyan to pinch it. “Thank you, sir.”

“Sir, I might have work from time to time. Is that okay?”

“No one is restricting your personal freedom.”

Jian Yang couldn’t figure out why Guan Ciyan was being so generous. Based on the plot in the book, as long as Guan Ciyan had proof of the original body’s private dealings with Guan Jingyu, he wouldn’t hesitate to punish him severely. By handing over his business card, it was like a confession, and he might be treated more leniently.

But Guan Ciyan just let him go, even allowing him to stay and go out to work. It was too unusual.

Jian Yang couldn’t make sense of it, so he stopped thinking about it.

After dinner, Guan Ciyan had something to do and went out. Jian Yang asked the butler where the little cat was, intending to check on his poor kitten.

The Guan family was indeed wealthy, with the dog having its own courtyard and the cat its own room. There was a pink cat bed, cat climbers, and cat toys. The kitten was licking its fur on a pink sofa. Jian Yang clapped his hands to make the kitten jump into his arms. “Did you get hurt?”

The little cat complained in its scratchy voice.

Jian Yang petted the cat, “It’s no use complaining to me. Your father isn’t as strong as his father. Now, we’re staying under someone else’s roof. Be a bit more aware. Don’t fight with Xia Tian. Once I’m done with things, I’ll take you with me.”

The kitten licked Jian Yang’s hand.

“We need to come up with a strong name for you, hmm,” Jian Yang squeezed the cat’s neck. “How about ‘Little Sun’? Without the sun, what’s summer?”

“We’ll use the name to pressure him a bit, what do you think?”

Jian Yang scratched Little Sun’s chin, quite satisfied with the name he’d chosen.

If it doesn’t work, he could always use a voodoo doll to curse Guan Ciyan.

“Young Master, take your medicine,” Zhang Bo called from the hallway.

Jian Yang put the cat down and ran out, “Zhang Bo, I’m here.”

“Young Master, if you take your medicine, your eyes will stabilize a bit. The cat still hasn’t had its vaccination. Be careful not to get scratched. The doctor will come to give you a shot. Wait in your room for a while.”

“Zhang Bo, his name is Little Sun,” Jian Yang happily shared the kitten’s new name. “Also, don’t call me Young Master anymore. Just call me by my name. I might be staying here for a while.”

Earlier, Zhang Bo had called him that for convenience, but if he stayed long-term, people might misunderstand if they kept calling him that.

“You are a guest. There’s no reason to call someone by their first name directly. The sir has already tacitly approved this form of address, so don’t worry about it.”

Jian Yang was surprised that Zhang Bo could figure out what he was thinking. Was everyone in the Guan family so sharp? But then again, if they weren’t sharp, they wouldn’t be able to serve Guan Ciyan.

“Zhang Bo, how could you stay around Sir for so long?”

Jian Yang had a feeling that Zhang Bo was a good person.

“Young Master, don’t be afraid of Sir. If you spend more time with him, you’ll understand.”

Jian Yang didn’t quite get it. “Aren’t you afraid I might have bad intentions towards Sir?”

“Sir is a good person, and so are you. At my age, I can still judge people accurately. Go take your medicine now.”

Jian Yang felt that Zhang Bo was like a breath of fresh air in the Guan family. Considering Zhang Bo was part of the family, it might not be convenient for him to talk too much. He didn’t ask any more questions, took the prescribed medicine, and waited for the doctor to come give him a shot before finally falling asleep around eleven.

Zhang Bo helped Jian Yang settle down and, holding the medicine box, stepped out of the room, just as he bumped into Guan Ciyan returning home.

“Where is he?” Guan Ciyan took off his suit jacket, and Zhang Bo casually took it.

“He’s taken his medicine and gone to sleep, Sir. His health is not good,” Zhang Bo said meaningfully.

Guan Ciyan turned around, “What happened?”

“Young Master’s eyes cannot be cured. He’ll probably have to rely on medication to nourish them for the rest of his life. When he heard the doctor’s diagnosis this morning, he was very nervous and even wiped his nose.” Zhang Bo sighed. “He’s naturally weak. He can’t do work that’s too stressful, nor can he have emotional ups and downs. He can’t be scared or exposed to the cold.”

In his words, Zhang Bo was subtly telling Guan Ciyan: This person needs to be taken care of properly.

Guan Ciyan remembered how Jian Yang had walked down the hospital corridor, holding the medicine, his lively eyes lost their shine, just like an ordinary person. But his eyes were always full of vitality, even when he was scared, they still showed a clever resilience.

It made him reluctant to harm him, curious about what his next move would be.

He looked forward to seeing how Jian Yang would get out of his predicament.

His golden eyes, shining like the morning sun.

At that moment, Guan Ciyan had already sensed something was off with Jian Yang, but Jian Yang’s behavior seemed normal, like any other person. To ordinary eyes, there wasn’t as much hope or light, so he didn’t investigate further.

When he returned home, Jian Yang was happily playing with the kitten, as if the disappointment from the hospital never existed.

Guan Ciyan thought carefully and said to the butler, “Then take good care of him.”

He then contacted his assistant. “Send me the information on Jian Yang, and his whereabouts for today.”

The situation was almost exactly as Jian Yang had described. The Jian family had treated his eyes but found no cure, so they focused on his twin brother, Jian Buqing. The footage Jian Yang shot today had also been sent to Guan Ciyan’s email.

Guan Ciyan had managed several projects worth billions, from scripts and actors to marketing channels, and had seen countless things. Yet, he was still shocked by Jian Yang’s three-second impact in the footage.

The Jian family had mistaken a pearl for a common stone.

Guan Ciyan took out the business card Jian Yang had given him and wondered if Guan Jingyu had also noticed Jian Yang’s talent.

Wen Ye had retired ten years ago. After him, domestic cinema continued to decline, while the international market shrank. Japan, Korea, Europe, and America continued to excel in their respective fields, while the entertainment industry in China, particularly the cultural business and cultural tourism, was facing a critical situation.

He was able to take over most of the Guan family’s assets because he had opened up the overseas market for the entertainment industry in China. When the old man saw hope in him, he took on the responsibility. Now, with the situation improving, his good brother, Guan Jingyu’s father, wanted to push him into a prominent position.

The old man, because of his background, tacitly allowed internal conflicts. He believed that if Guan Jingyu could pull Guan Ciyan down from the position of power, he would have the ability to manage the Guan family’s business.

If Guan Jingyu could first establish a connection with Wen Ye, perhaps the old man could directly intervene to make him abdicate.

What role does Jian Yang play in this struggle?

Given his current accumulation, no matter how talented he is, he’s not yet worthy of collaborating with Wen Ye.

Jian Yang had stumbled his way to this point, with the principle of taking it step by step. If he knew that Guan Jingyu spent the whole night speculating about his next move, he would probably laugh out loud. After all, Jian Yang knew a minute earlier than Guan Ciyan how to proceed.

What he said last night was that he would have work today, and if Wei Wei didn’t notify him, then he would have no work.

The next day, as soon as Guan Ciyan came downstairs, he instructed Zhang Bo, “Wake him up.”

Zhang Bo was already waiting by the dining table. “Sir, Young Master has already gone to work.”

Guan Ciyan looked at the clock.

Zhang Bo continued, “He left around six this morning. Young Master has already had breakfast. Please, Sir, have your meal.”

Guan Ciyan glanced at the second floor. Very good.

When he had gone to wake him up that morning, it had taken twenty minutes for him to get up.

“Arrange a driver for him, no need for him to leave so early next time.” Guan Ciyan thought Jian Yang woke up early because there was no public transportation in the villa area, and he had to head out earlier.

“It was the driver who picked him up. Young Master was in a hurry for work, so he left early.”

Guan Ciyan: “…”

He knows how to use the driver well. Once he used him, he established a connection.

Alright, very good.

Seeing that Guan Ciyan hadn’t responded as expected, Zhang Bo deliberately said, “Sir, I gave Young Master one of your coats. He wore his old clothes out, and there’s a hole in the shoulder. I thought I should block it for him.”

Guan Ciyan thought back to when Jian Yang wore his shirt, looking like a child wearing an adult’s clothes. “Prepare him some new clothes, something that fits better.”

“Understood, Sir.”

Zhang Bo had already contacted a few brands, just waiting for Guan Ciyan to approve. As soon as he did, he would send Jian Yang’s measurements. He had been with the Guan family for a long time, and since Guan Ciyan was born, the second madam had quietly entrusted him to look after things. He had done it out of pity for her, occasionally updating her on Guan Ciyan’s situation. His casual efforts were appreciated by both Guan Ciyan and the second madam, and as Guan Ciyan grew up and became independent, he took Zhang Bo with him.

Zhang Bo had long since transcended the master-servant relationship with Guan Ciyan. Once Guan Ciyan took care of the old house’s business, he had followed without hesitation.

Later, when Guan Ciyan returned from the old house covered in whip marks, Zhang Bo regretted it. If he had stayed and been more persistent with the old man, would Guan Ciyan have received more favoritism?

When Jian Yang returned with Guan Ciyan from the old house, Zhang Bo could tell that the boy had no bad intentions. He was different from everyone else who had been around Guan Ciyan. He selfishly wanted to keep Jian Yang close, hoping that Guan Ciyan would have someone to talk to, even as a regular friend.

Everyone needs a break sometimes. Guan Ciyan was being chased and harassed outside; it was too difficult for him.

Furthermore, Zhang Bo also thought highly of Jian Yang—he was obedient, lively, and completely different from Guan Ciyan, who had grown up tough and unapproachable. Jian Yang was someone who naturally drew attention.

Jian Yang had the driver pick up Wei Wei first. Wei Wei sat in the car, properly but a little stiff. Luckily, he had seen some big scenes before, so he held it in until they got out of the car and then asked Jian Yang, “You still say you’re not related to Guan Ciyan? How could the Jian family give you such a good car?”

Jian Yang: “… Is my family status an open secret?”

“It’s open, not a secret.”

Jian Yang: “Guan Ciyan and I are not what you think.”

Wei Wei didn’t believe him. “Then why would they give you such a good car and the driver be so polite to you?”

“That’s because I’m on the same level as the driver. We don’t make things difficult for each other.” Jian Yang shrugged.

“I’m telling you, wake up. With your position, how could you work for President Guan?”

“Thanks for your kindness, but that’s hard to hear,” Jian Yang said, following Wei Wei through the map into the film and television company building. “On a serious note, how’s your senior brother?”

“Well…” Wei Wei fell silent for a moment. “I told him that your acting skills are definitely fine. Just give it a try. I think you could really shine. In terms of ability, this modern urban drama would be a breeze for you, though I’m worried about internal casting. But even if you can’t be the lead, a supporting role would still work. It’s a primetime drama, so you should get some screen time.”

“I only choose roles and scripts, not positions.” Jian Yang hadn’t thought about rising to the lead role right away.

But he hadn’t expected to work with Jian Buqing.

The elevator doors opened, and Jian Buqing, along with his assistant and manager, were blocking the entrance.

Wei Wei politely said, “Excuse me.”

Jian Buqing’s face immediately darkened. His manager, seeing Jian Yang, was shocked. “What are you doing here?”

It wasn’t a question, but a genuine confusion, as if seeing a mouse in a five-star hotel.