Chapter 45.1

A sleepless night.

The glow of the computer illuminated Rong Jing’s face as he read the information sent by his manager. He continuously flipped through the documents, learning how to manage the company.

He had studied business management in his past life, but now it was like starting from scratch. Moreover, those golden cheats that were supposed to belong to the male leads were constantly in a precarious situation before the acquisition, so he had to let Zhou You keep a close eye on them at all times.

He could outsmart other people, but because the male leads were equipped with their own special cheats, it was harder to outsmart them. To avoid being outsmarted, Rong Jing no longer turned off his phone and remained on standby at all times.

He also worried that the upcoming plot would revolve around Gu Xi being involved in a lot of disasters, creating various chance encounters that would allow these men to interact with him again.

These male leads were unpredictable and could turn aggressive without a warning. In the original story, there were forced love themes including robbery, arson threats, car accidents, and forced marking… Just thinking about all of those made his scalp tingle.

Considering the laws of this world and how it worked, wouldn’t all of these happen again? Based on his experience, the likelihood was surprisingly high.

Rong Jing glanced at the necklace placed on the table. After impulsively buying it, he couldn’t bring himself to give it away when he saw Gu Xi’s face, like a rare flower sitting on top of a mountain. Unattainable.

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Take heart. The Xie family has not yet overcome the crisis.

After leaving the group chat, Rong Jing found five friend requests from different accounts, attached with messages.

“Accept me,” “You dare not add me yourself?” “Rong Jing, you wanna die?” “If you don’t accept me now, I’ll come to your house and you’ll see what happens!” “Jerk!”

This guy is crazy, is it the same person?

Wu Fuyu?

Was he aware that this looks like he’s pursuing someone? Rong Jing shivered and immediately sent a message to Wu Hanqi: “Uncle Qi, it seems like Wu Fuyu has developed an interest in Alphas lately. I think maybe you’ve given him too little homework.

Don’t blame him, only his father can control Wu Fuyu.

After about fifteen minutes, Wu Hanqi replied, “Understood.”

Wu Hanqi could let his son be with someone like that Cinderella¹refers to chapter 16, if you don’t remember, but at the same time, he still didn’t forget to manage his son’s discernment and abilities. It’s evident that he has high expectations for him. However, it shouldn’t be to the extent of being willing to witness his son in an Alpha-Alpha relationship.

Having temporarily resolved one problem, Rong Jing calmed down and checked his big brother’s Moments (on WeChat). As expected. He was still working overtime. His big brother only posted one picture: a steaming cup of black coffee placed on his office desk.

Brother, this is so like you.

His big brother was an unfeeling work machine. Rong Jing clicked the like button and sent a cheering emoji.

Soon after, he noticed that Wu Hanqi also liked the picture, followed by Ji Jong Jie. This uncle and nephew pair were surprisingly in sync.

*

Xie Ling also had his own circle of close friends, composed of ambitious and industrious young people similar to him. Some of them were representatives from the entrepreneurial generation, and some of them were scions from prestigious families who had started their own business.

They all knew that, for many years, Xie Ling had been worrying about his two younger brothers. Xie Jisheng reluctantly followed his orders, but the youngest one was even more extreme, never accepting anyone as a friend (in WeChat) in all these years. They felt a mix of pity and schadenfreude.

Xie Ling, living up to the term ‘flawless’, was impeccable. Even within the circle of second-generation rich people, he was unique. Despite his status, he never slacked off for a day and treated work as a lifelong hobby.

Such a person, however, couldn’t get support or understanding from any of his family members.

Xie Ling had been diligently working when he heard a notification sound, a specific notification sound for a specific person. When he saw the like and comments from his younger brother, he couldn’t help but smile faintly.

Xie Ling silently took a screenshot and sent it to his friends’ group chat.

“Everyone, come out y’all! Look at this! Xie Ling’s little brother finally added him!”

“This is old news. You guys are behind on the latest updates. But wow, I can’t believe he even sent a like this time!”

“Not only a like but also an emoji!”

“You guys are mean, but I don’t give a damn about Xiao Jingjing giving a like or not. I’m more interested in Ah Ling’s ecstatic reaction.”

Xie Ling had long been accustomed to the teasing of his group of friends. He replied with just one word to express his mood, “Shoo.”

His friends didn’t mind and asked when would Xie Ling have the time to bring his little brother out to meet them.

“He’s busy with acting, don’t disturb him.”

“What kind of drama is he in? My family is into this business. Just tell me which one, and I can casually invest a few hundred thousands.”

“Yeah, even if it flops, we have to save the face of our little brother.”

“You mean my brother.” 

Why are they randomly claiming him as their brother? Go away, shoo, shoo, shoo.

Xie Ling had previously made it clear that he wouldn’t help Rong Jing enter the entertainment industry. Now, seeing this group of people so enthusiastic, he suddenly wondered if the money he gave was too little and if it was enough to invest in himself.

Xie Ling made a direct call to the head of the entertainment department, inquiring about the recent investment plans, subtly giving a hint.

*

On the other hand, after sorting out the sudden urge of emotions, Gu Xi wiped away the traces of tears on his face and wrote a brief character biography for Rong Jing’s role. He had read the original work in his spare time and was able to write a more interesting outline.

After writing, he received several more requests to join the fansite group. Gu Xi carefully reviewed each one of them and found all of them to be problematic, rejecting them all.

Why is there such a surge? Gu Xi thought for a moment and decided to log back into the university forum.

As he expected, he found posts asking if this small fansite of his was made by Rong Jing himself. Fortunately, being a student of the Film Academy, he had graduated early, and the account he used to answer had already been active for many years, helping to dispel the rumors with his credibility.

As he browsed, he thought about Qi Ying, who had disrupted his plans that evening.

Upon further investigation, he discovered that almost all of the posts about Rong Jing pursuing Qi Ying had been deleted.

After refreshing the page, he found a post claiming that Qi Ying personally requested the moderators to delete those posts, expressing his sincere intentions to make up with him. Some even speculated that Qi Ying was genuinely sorry, planning to turn over a new leaf and win back his old love. Many people were moved, wondering if Rong Jing would forgive his materialistic ex-boyfriend.

Gu Xi now realized Qi Ying’s strength. He had sensed it back at the KTV—Qi Ying had a refined way of stirring the pot; a typical green tea bitch. Without going overboard, he used his innocent and pitiful eyes to gaze at Rong Jing.

Who wouldn’t be moved by that?

If he hadn’t coincidentally passed by the two of them, might Qi Ying have already succeeded?

Gu Xi saved a photo of Qi Ying, sent it along with his own photo to Guan Hongyi, and asked: Who looks better?

Before the other could respond, he quickly deleted the message, as if feeling guilty.

Guan Hongyi, who hadn’t had a chance to see the message, asked: ??? What did you send?

Gu Xi: Nothing.

Guan Hongyi: It’s midnight, are you having insomnia again? Did you take your meds?

Gu Xi: Yeah, I did.

Guan Hongyi: Your therapist called me. Aren’t you two friends? How long has it been since you last went to see them?

Gu Xi: Xiao Hong, I’m not sick.

Guan Hongyi: If depression worsens, it can lead to trouble. Don’t take it lightly. Call them back when you have the time. By the way, you didn’t come to stay at my place. Where are you staying now?

Gu Xi immediately pretended like he didn’t see the message. He didn’t realize that it was already 4 AM in the morning. Like a small animal searching for its nest, he went to the balcony, and glanced at the door of the room beside him.

He noticed that Rong Jing had turned off the lights and gone to sleep. Only then did Gu Xi return to his room, turn off the lights, and lay back on the bed, seemingly relieved.