This… this… this…

Jian Yang’s pupils dilated, his face burning hotter than a fever.

Is he crazy? Is Guan Ciyan out of his mind?

Could it be that he figured out his “secret crush” was just an act and is trying to turn the tables on him?

No, he must win.

Jian Yang wrapped both hands around Guan Ciyan’s neck, stood on tiptoe, and pressed himself closer to Guan Ciyan. “You are… Mr. Guan, right?”

Guan Ciyan closed his eyes, his hand on Jian Yang’s lower back, savoring this quiet intimacy.

So obedient, so soft.

It turns out his mother always urged him to find someone he liked. The feeling was something only he knew.

He didn’t want to leave, to hell with the work and company; he just wanted to take Jian Yang far away.

But unfortunately, Jian Yang valued his job more than life itself, and he still had to pave the way for others, making it less difficult for Jian Yang to leave. The power and wealth he didn’t care about were tools to protect Jian Yang.

“Be good, I’ll come pick you up in a few days,” Guan Ciyan loosened his hold on Jian Yang.

Jian Yang awkwardly lowered his head. Even when Guan Ciyan pulled away, he rubbed his face against his.

Guan Ciyan couldn’t help but laugh. As expected, when you date a child, you can’t move too fast. After sleeping on the same bed last night, today, you wouldn’t see the cute blush on his ear and neck anymore.

“Really have to leave,” Guan Ciyan casually stroked Jian Yang’s hair twice. “When you’re better, remember to handle the company’s matters. You’re not alone anymore.”

“Mm-hmm,” Jian Yang nodded vigorously.

He could still tell the difference between good and bad. He had grown used to handling things on his own. After three days of treatment, he had practically given himself a vacation.

The driver was stamping his feet from the cold, his face red from the wind as he ran to the car. Guan Ciyan was still unsatisfied. “Why are you blushing?”

It’s a bright sunny day, and you can blush while dating, but even a single dog gets red-faced from the cold!

In the morning, Jian Yang had another massage that made his eyes fill with stars from the pain. Old Su pressed on his body, pressing where it hurt, even his calves. When asked, it was due to congestion, and he said it would feel better once it was relieved.

Jian Yang cried out, nearly kicking Old Su in the process. After the massage, he had another 30 minutes of medicinal steaming.

After he was done, he was forced to drink another bowl of Chinese medicine. Jian Yang felt like a walking medicine pouch.

He fell asleep for three hours, waking up to darkness. Jian Yang called Jiang Ke.

Hearing Jian Yang’s weak voice, Jiang Ke panicked. “Young Master, have you been kidnapped?”

“No,” Jian Yang climbed out of bed and raised his voice a bit, “The kidnappers aren’t that good at torturing people.”

“Huh?”

“It’s nothing. How are the company’s procedures going? And what about my work?”

“Well, Young Master,” Jiang Ke reported clearly, item by item, “The company registration and public account processes are underway, no issues. I’ve contacted Director Wei Wei, and as for Director Xu’s project, once the company procedures are done, the contract will come back. Director Xu’s drama is getting ready for broadcast, and the main actors’ promotion schedule is confirmed. For now, you don’t need to participate. As for Director Wen Ye’s drama, the script and character drafts have been received, and some actors have started to be recruited. Chairman Guan said it depends on your health. If you’re willing, I can send you the script.”

Jian Yang listened so intently that he didn’t even blink.

How could he mention three things at once?

He almost forgot the first thing.

“Don’t listen to Mr. Guan, my body isn’t that fragile. Just send me the script.”

“Okay, Young Master. I’ll send it to your email shortly.”

“No problem,” Jian Yang paused, “There’s one more thing I need to trouble you with.”

“Ah,” Jiang Ke responded, flattered, “What is it, Young Master?”

“Regarding Director Wei Wei, can our company collaborate with him? He’s a good director, and I’d like to see if there’s any way to work together.”

The main reason is that he had promised Wei Wei that as long as he played the role of the young master of the Guan family for one day, Wei Wei’s projects would no longer be a worry.

Although this young master’s role was not entirely legitimate, at least he was the boss now, and he couldn’t forget his good brother.

“This is, of course, part of the company’s business development plan, but it’s in the second phase. Right now, our main focus is on serving you. How about we see if Director Wei has any needs? If the demands align, I can apply for a budget or other resources with Mr. Guan,” said Jiang Ke.

“Mm, then another day I’ll arrange to meet with Wei Wei and talk. Thank you, Jiang Ke.”

Jiang Ke couldn’t resist speaking up, “Young Master, although the company is currently not able to meet the requirements to collaborate with Director Wei, you could consider our backing, Fu Yu Sheng Tang. There’s no problem there.”

“Oh, right,” Jian Yang’s eyes widened, “I get it now.”

Hearing the cheering in Jiang Ke’s voice, the concrete-sealed heart of Jiang Ke seemed to stir with a desire for revival.

Damn it, damn it, damn it!

How could she get so emotionally involved in work?

The last reminder to Jian Yang that he could reap benefits from Fu Yu Sheng Tang had already crossed the line. Her real boss was Guan! Ci! Yan!!!

Stop, stop, no more softening up and speaking out of turn.

But Jian Yang thanked her! Mr. Guan personally designated him the young master. So polite, so cute, and handsome!

It was understandable that she couldn’t resist.

After hanging up, Jian Yang set a meeting time with Wei Wei, since the last two days of treatment would pass quickly.

He dared to run away from home without telling Guan Ci Yan, but he really didn’t dare to offend Old Su. The old man had a strange temper.

Also, with the treatment spanning a month, Jian Yang felt much stronger, and the frequency of his eye drops had decreased.

All in all, he had to thank Guan Ci Yan. Just for the favor of treating his eyes, it was enough to offset all the trouble he caused.

Two days later, when Guan Ci Yan finished work and was about to pick up Jian Yang, Jian Yang happily called him.

“Hello, sir.”

Guan Ci Yan was stopped by his administrative assistant and was about to sign the last agreement when he heard Jian Yang’s voice. His pen paused on the paper, leaving a black dot.

“Mm.” Guan Ci Yan smiled.

“Sir,” Jian Yang’s voice carried excitement, perhaps because he was finally able to leave the courtyard. He spoke eagerly, “You don’t need to come pick me up.”

Guan Ci Yan: “What did you say?”

“I made an appointment with Wei Wei,” Jian Yang’s tone rose, speaking rapidly, “I’ve been thinking about the company’s planning as you advised. Wei Wei is the person I trust the most, I’m going to get some advice from him and see if he has any good projects for us to collaborate on. How about it, sir? Am I a quick learner?”

“Get advice?” Guan Ci Yan didn’t believe it.

Why would he seek advice from him, of all people? Isn’t Wei Wei a director? When did they become so close? And “the most trusted person”?

“Yes, I’ve packed up everything, I’ll be back later. By the way, will Xia Tian be at home tonight? I miss him too.”

Guan Ci Yan: … Even the dog gets ranked.

“And I have a new idea,” Jian Yang, unaware of the abnormal tone in Guan Ci Yan’s voice, continued happily.

“What idea?”

“I’ll tell you next time we meet, it’s not finalized yet.”

“Next time we meet?” Guan Ci Yan waved his hand, signaling his assistant to leave, and stepped into the elevator. His secretary didn’t manage to follow in time and exchanged a glance with the assistant outside the elevator.

Secretary: Did you smell that?

Assistant: The smell of gunpowder.

“Mm, I’m not sure if you’re busy,” Jian Yang slowed his speech a little and cheerfully added, “But I can go back to the villa and wait for you, you’ll see me when you come back.”

Guan Ci Yan’s anger lasted about ten seconds, the time it took for the elevator to go from the 15th floor to the 7th.

He held the phone, reflecting on whether he was too busy and hadn’t allowed Jian Yang to spend more time with him.

Also, most of their meetings had been about work.

Guan Ci Yan felt that this behavior was very wrong. It only made Jian Yang, who already had a lack of security, feel even more uneasy. “Okay, I’ll wait for your news. When you talk to Wei Wei, be mindful of your tone. You’re not alone now, there are three people waiting for you to take care of them.”

“Got it!”

“Go ahead.”

Guan Ci Yan pressed the elevator button again to go to the 12th floor and said to the secretary and assistant waiting there, “Come to my office.”

The new administrative assistant, who replaced Lin, asked the secretary, “Do I really lack this little bit of money in my life?”

Secretary: “Be more serious. Are you missing these few million in salary?”

Assistant: “Let’s go, let’s see our walking ATM.”

Jian Yang had made an appointment with Wei Wei at a hot pot restaurant. After fasting so much with Old Su, Jian Yang was starving. He arrived early and started preparing the pot with cuttlefish.

“Can you eat this? If something goes wrong, Mr. Guan will hunt me down overnight,” Wei Wei noticed something was off when he got a call from Jiang Ke, and while chatting with Jian Yang, Jian Yang explained everything clearly.

Jian Yang looked up at him, “Look, has my eye changed?”

“Huh?” Wei Wei stood up, carefully examining, “It looks like you’re wearing colored contact lenses. The color has faded a lot. Before, your nationality was hard to tell.”

“Right?” Jian Yang exaggeratedly blinked, “This Chinese medicine is amazing. In just over a month, it has improved so much. I hardly need eye drops now.”

“That’s impressive. Didn’t they tell you what the problem was when you went to the hospital?”

“I wouldn’t even consider it a problem in the eyes of Western medicine. It’s just that my health is poor, so they didn’t really know how to treat it. But traditional Chinese medicine is really tough; I just hope I don’t have to recommend the doctor to you.”

“Me?” Wei Wei distanced himself, “My health is so good, how could I need to see a doctor? But I haven’t heard of any illness with Director Guan either. How did he get to know such a skilled doctor? His family has huge insurance, so if anyone in their family were sick, there would definitely be some news about it.”

Jian Yang’s eyes shifted, “Right, why does he know Old Su so well? Old Su even said that Guan Ciyan often finds him strange illnesses.”

“Mm!!!???” Wei Wei sucked in a breath, “Could it be that Director Guan has some hidden illness?”

Wei Wei glanced around and leaned closer to Jian Yang’s ear, “Guan Ciyan is 29, and there have always been no rumors about him. His family doesn’t have many descendants either. You know, for rich families like theirs, they should have ten or eight kids to inherit the family business.”

Jian Yang put down the chopsticks for the hotpot and hesitated, “That might be because their family has strict rules, and the old man doesn’t let them fool around outside.”

“Family rules sound nice, but don’t you know that Guan Jingyu and your twin brother are so close?”

Jian Yang hadn’t been paying attention to these two recently. “What’s going on? Tell me quickly.”

“There are rumors that they’re going to act in the same drama. They’ve already started preparing to stir up a CP (couple) fan base. They’re planning trips together and taking hand-in-hand pictures. It seems like they’re gearing up for something big. With such strict family rules, they still dare to create scandals?”

Jian Yang also couldn’t understand why in the novel, Jian Buqing would choose Guan Jingyu instead of Guan Ciyan. From every angle, Guan Jingyu was the better choice.

“Could it be… that Guan Ciyan really has a hidden illness?”