Chapter 363 Return, The Movie Emperor's Little Darling Wife 7

Cheng Ge held up his phone to show off to Yan Chen, "Look, the girl I met when I went out for breakfast this morning actually asked for my room number and said she wanted to bring me dessert. Isn't that interesting?"

Yan Chen was nestled on the sofa reading a magazine. The TV was on, showing a screen mirrored from his phone, displaying information about movie ticket sales.

Of course, this wasn't Yan Chen who threw it, but rather Cheng Ge's other phone.

It's common for someone in this line of work to have several mobile phones.

After more than half a day, the ticket sales rate was only average in the morning, but it surged in the afternoon, increasing by 10 percentage points compared to yesterday. The box office is expected to exceed 2 billion!

Seeing this, Cheng Ge finally felt like teasing Chu Yuan.

Yan Chen glanced lazily at his phone screen, initially reacting with a cold sneer tinged with disdain. However, upon seeing the name in the contact's name, the beautiful knuckles holding the magazine cover involuntarily curled slightly.

A soft, low voice uttered three words, "Let her come."

"?"

"Huh?" Cheng Ge almost fainted. He couldn't have heard wrong, could he? After being in a vegetative state, he had developed a strange hobby?

You know, he's been Yan Chen's manager for so many years, and he's worried about almost everything for Yan Chen, except for his love life and women.

This kid doesn't seem to have that concept of attraction between opposite sexes.

Cheng looked quite surprised, but the latter ignored him and continued reading the magazine in his hand.

It was a well-known automotive magazine, a brand that Yan Chen had always liked and wanted to endorse.

But his turning of the page didn't advance a single page.

Cheng Ge didn't notice Yan Chen's unusual behavior and sat down beside him. "You've really gotten lucky this time. If the box office really breaks 2 billion, I'll try to get you this endorsement."

"No need." Yan Chen looked straight ahead, seemingly lost in thought, but his tone was firm.

Cheng Ge was taken aback for a moment. "What, you're not even interested in this anymore? Yan Chen, I feel like you've become a bit strange since you were unconscious these past few days?"

Focus on enjoying life, neglect your career.

He wasn't like this before!

Yan Chen leaned back, covering his face with the open book. "I'm still interested. I just want to tell you that there's no need to beg people for an endorsement."

When the time comes, who knows who will be begging whom?

Just then, there was a knock on the door, and a sweet woman's voice rang out from outside, "Is Brother Cheng home?"

She is polite and well-behaved, giving the first impression of an innocent and naive young girl.

Yan Chen curled the corners of his lips, feeling ashamed that such thoughts had even crossed his mind.

Cheng Ge waved his phone at Yan Chen again, "It's definitely her. This little girl is really bold and open-minded. Hehe, Yan Chen, watch me show you what it means for a beautiful woman to throw herself into your arms. Learn from me."

Men, when offered something, why wouldn't they take it?

Therefore, it cannot be said that Brother Cheng is despicable. One-night stands between men and women are commonplace in this era.

Yan Chen remained slumped in the sofa, not moving an inch, not even changing his posture.

However, unlike before, she no longer looked down on Cheng Ge and chased him away to pick up girls where she couldn't see him.

Upon reaching the door, Cheng Ge first straightened his clothes and fixed his hair in the mirror before confidently opening the door and revealing what he considered his most charming smile, "Miss Chu."

"It's me." With a slight smile, Chu Yuan raised the dessert in her hand. "I had some at noon, and it tasted pretty good. It made me think of Brother Cheng without realizing it. Am I bothering you?"

"Of course I won't bother you. It's an honor to have such a beautiful woman personally come to my door."

While Cheng was still smugly putting on a show of politeness, Chu Yuan had already stuffed the dessert into his arms and then walked past him.

Her gaze fell upon the refined man on the sofa, whose profile was incredibly pleasing to the eye. She winked playfully, "Oh, is there someone else?"

Cheng turned around in a daze, realizing what she was talking about, but didn't take it seriously, "Um... my friend."

"Um, if Miss Chu feels uncomfortable, we can talk outside alone."

He was certain that Chu Yuan was there to pursue him, whether it was a one-night stand or something else, she had ulterior motives towards him.

He didn't mind giving it a try; as long as the conditions weren't too unreasonable, enjoying the company of beautiful women wasn't a bad thing.

But no sooner had he finished speaking than the door in front of him suddenly slammed shut!

A woman's voice, tinged with a hint of glee, came from behind the door, "Brother Cheng, it's not convenient. I need to speak with your artist, Yan Chen."

Don't worry, it won't be long.

Please bear with me for two minutes while I enjoy some dessert.

Brother Cheng, "..."

Realizing what was happening, he angrily knocked on the door, but it was no use. Cheng Ge, his anger rising, called out Yan Chen's name.

He thought to himself, "That's an artist I personally mentored, practically a brother to him. How could I let this little brat Chu Yuan play tricks on me!"

Just as his hands were aching from pounding, Yan Chen's indifferent voice came out, "Brother Cheng, I'm fine. Go downstairs and take a walk before you come back."

Cheng felt a chill run through him.

You little rascal, you've forgotten your friends for the sake of a pretty girl! You're thinking of stealing her away for your own enjoyment, aren't you? Plastic brotherhood is truly unreliable!

Don't talk to him about endorsements anymore!

Inside, the heat from the air conditioner made my mouth dry.

Chu Yuan stood by the door, staring at Yan Chen's unfamiliar yet strikingly handsome profile, pondering how to begin.

The man was holding a magazine, his face obscured, but the expression between his brows seemed somewhat familiar.

Are all people who are cold and aloof like this?

However, Chu Yuan could at least tell one thing: Yan Chen must be nearsighted, otherwise why would he hold a non-text book so close to his eyes?

Of course, this did not affect her decision to keep him as her sugar daddy.

"Ahem—" Chu Yuan cleared her throat, her hands timidly fidgeting inside her sleeves. "Brother Yan? I apologize for bothering you, but I sincerely want to ask you something. Do you... mind being invested in?"

"Heh~"

Chu Yuan wasn't sure if it was just her imagination, but she seemed to hear a very soft, cold snort.

So light it was almost inaudible.

She listened intently again, but there was nothing left. All that remained was Yan Chen slowly putting down the magazine, his narrow phoenix eyes like an unmelted spring of ice, his thin lips slightly parted, "...I wonder how much Miss Chu invested in me? And how much am I worth in Miss Chu's eyes?"