Seduced the Obsessive NPC and Ran - Chapter 43

Chapter 43

Song Zhengjun walked at the head of the group.

He was dressed in a bespoke suit from a famous master tailor, looking somewhat out of place in his surroundings. Instead, he looked like he was about to step onto a negotiation table at any moment.

His expression was cold and serious. His eyes were fixed solely on Yan Jinge, as if in the entire studio, Yan Jinge was the only person worth looking at.

Xu Tang cleared his throat. “Chairman Song.”

Only then did Song Zhengjun shift his gaze to Xu Tang, nodding slightly. “Director Xu, long time no see.”

“It certainly has been a long time.”

Xu Tang had a nostalgic look on his face. “I’ve been too busy lately and haven’t had the chance to visit you, Chairman Song. We brothers definitely have to have a few drinks tonight! I’ll call your sister-in-law; it’ll just be us.”

“I’m busy.”

Song Zhengjun said matter-of-factly, “I have to stay with Jinge.”

Everyone: “…”

Xu Tang didn’t find it awkward at all. Instead, he let out a hearty laugh. “Isn’t that simple? Bring Jinge along too. It’ll be a good chance for Jinge to meet his sister-in-law.”

Song Zhengjun looked at Yan Jinge inquiringly. Seeing Yan Jinge nod, Song Zhengjun finally said, “Fine.”

This scene left everyone present somewhat astonished.

Which sugar daddy asked for their canary’s permission before doing anything?

This was too… strange.

He didn’t seem like a canary; he seemed more like a boyfriend.

Furthermore, this sugar daddy was addressed as Chairman Song by Director Xu. Currently, there was only one Chairman Song who was famous for investing in film and television and was worthy of such a warm reception from Xu Tang-Song Zhengjun.

However, the man was relatively low-profile and rarely made public appearances.

…Could it really be that big shot?

A bold guess formed in Jin Zuidong’s mind, and she couldn’t help but smile slightly.

Having been a child star, she was used to wearing a mask. Even when meeting ordinary staff members, she would greet them with a smile and try to say things that made everyone feel comfortable. This approach had indeed helped her.

See?

Had she not just established a good relationship with Yan Jinge?

On the other side.

Unlike Jin Zuidong, Yi Haotian didn’t recognize Song Zhengjun’s identity, but his eyes remained fixed on the man.

Song Zhengjun was of mixed race. Even standing there with Yi Haotian still in his stage makeup, Song Zhengjun didn’t lose out to him at all. In fact, because of his overwhelming aura, he clearly overshadowed Yi Haotian.

Though he didn’t know Song Zhengjun’s true identity, for such a person…

To actually be keeping Yan Jinge?

Yi Haotian was momentarily speechless.

It shouldn’t be.

Yan Jinge’s former manager didn’t have these kinds of resources at all. Even if they did, why would they give them to Yan Jinge? And now, that manager was no longer by Yan Jinge’s side, replaced by this manager named Lin Jiu…

So, how did Yan Jinge manage to snag a figure like this?

For a moment, Yi Haotian didn’t even know who was getting the short end of the stick in this arrangement between Yan Jinge and his sugar daddy, Song Zhengjun-no matter how he thought about it, it felt like Song Zhengjun was the one losing out!

Not to mention, Song Zhengjun seemed to hang on Yan Jinge’s every word.

As Yi Haotian was thinking, he suddenly saw the man he had been staring at turn his head to stare back at him.

Song Zhengjun’s gaze was sharp and filled with mockery. His lips curled slightly as he said with disdain, “Xu Tang, where did you find this Male Lead? He’s not even as good-looking as I am.”

Yi Haotian: “…”

No one knew how to respond.

Because upon closer inspection, Song Zhengjun really was better looking!

Standing beside Song Zhengjun, Yan Jinge’s eyes instantly crinkled with amusement.

Xu Tang looked surprised and asked Song Zhengjun, “You don’t like him?”

Previously, when Song Zhengjun occasionally ate or drank with him, he had never expressed any personal preferences regarding people in the entertainment industry.

To publicly state his dislike for the Male Lead today?

That was truly rare.

And those words sent Yi Haotian’s heart leaping into his throat. He had joined the production through an audition; if the capital didn’t want to use him…

At the thought of this possibility, Yi Haotian’s heart hammered like a drum.

Song Zhengjun let out a cold laugh. “I don’t like him much, but if you want to use him this time, go ahead.”

Director Xu replied casually, “Mhm, I see. Where are we drinking tonight? Still that place you like?”

In just a few sentences, Yi Haotian’s future had been decided.

-While Yi Haotian could continue filming this drama peacefully, if his performance wasn’t brilliant enough to move the investors, he might never be able to participate in any future films or television series invested in by Director Xu or this Chairman Song.

This was a major blow to Yi Haotian’s career.

If his manager found out…

Yi Haotian’s face turned ashen.

Being scolded would be the least of his problems; the real issue was his future development.

Nowadays, creating stars in the entertainment industry was simple. Even without him, there were plenty of others.

…Why was Song Zhengjun targeting him?

They had clearly never met before.
Had Yan Jinge been whispering in Song Zhengjun’s ear?

As soon as the thought occurred to Yi Haotian, he was certain of it. He looked back and forth between Yan Jinge and Song Zhengjun, trying to catch a glimpse of something in their expressions, but neither of them would meet his eyes.

They must have a guilty conscience!

Yi Haotian’s teeth itched with resentment, but there was nothing he could do.

For a moment, a sense of powerlessness washed over him.

On the other side, Song Zhengjun took the initiative to walk over to Yan Jinge’s side.

He slowly toyed with Yan Jinge’s fingers and asked, “Are you tired?”

Yan Jinge shook his head. “We only shot the promotional photos today. I’m not tired.”

Filming for this drama had only just begun, and the Third Male Lead didn’t have many scenes in the early stages. The crew had taken their time looking for the right actor, eventually finding Yan Jinge because of Song Zhengjun.

After finishing the promotional shoot today, the assistant would coordinate the filming schedule for each of Yan Jinge’s scenes.

If nothing went wrong, Yan Jinge would have scenes to film as early as tomorrow.

“Then let’s go eat with Xu Tang.”

After Song Zhengjun finished speaking, he pulled Yan Jinge toward the exit. As they walked, he added, “I just happened to be passing by today. Since it was on the way, I stopped by to see you. I didn’t come here specifically for this, so don’t overthink it.”

Yan Jinge: “…Oh.”

Xu Tang: “…”

Little brother, could you be any more obvious? This is a bit weak.

The three of them drove to a private restaurant.

When they arrived, Xu Tang’s wife was already there, and the four of them took their seats.

Xu Tang loved wine, but his tolerance was low. Before long, he was drunk. He grabbed Yan Jinge’s hand and sighed deeply. “Don’t look at how glamorous I am in the entertainment industry now. Back then, no one would even look at me for a role.”

“It was Chairman Song who picked me out at a glance and was willing to give me a chance. I am very, very grateful to him. To avoid any rumors of favoritism, Chairman Song never let me talk about it, so not many people know…”

Yan Jinge suddenly understood.

No wonder Xu Tang had been calling him “Jinge” so familiarly from the moment they met.

Song Zhengjun sat to the side pouring tea. “…Who wants to hear you talk about that? And it wasn’t ‘picking you out.'”

Xu Tang’s wife laughed and said to Yan Jinge, “Old Xu loves to ramble about this every time he gets drunk. He had a hard time in the past. To save money back then, he wouldn’t even eat one meal a day, and he ruined his stomach. To him, Chairman Song is his benefactor, but there are so few people he can tell. Living with him, my ears are practically growing callouses from hearing it. I hope you don’t find it annoying.”

Yan Jinge shook his head.

By the end of the meal, both hosts and guests were happy.

Song Zhengjun had also drunk a bit too much. It didn’t show on his face, but his eyes were slightly hazy, and he wouldn’t let go of Yan Jinge.

Yan Jinge couldn’t help but feel that the way Song Zhengjun was looking at him was strange.

“What’s wrong?” Yan Jinge asked on the way home.

Song Zhengjun said coldly, “Even if I told you, you wouldn’t understand. You scumbag!”

By the time he reached the end of the sentence, there was a hint of gritted teeth in his voice.

Yan Jinge: “…”

Yan Jinge simply assumed Song Zhengjun was babbling nonsense and didn’t take it to heart. When they arrived home, Song Zhengjun remained seated and unmoving, so Yan Jinge worked with the driver to help him back to his room.

Just as Yan Jinge was about to leave, Song Zhengjun suddenly grabbed the hem of his shirt.

Their eyes met.

Yan Jinge immediately said, “There’s no clause for this in the contract.”

Song Zhengjun: “…”

He hadn’t even said anything yet!!!

Choking on his words, Song Zhengjun said, “It’s not sex. Yan Jinge, even if we’re just friends, I’m drunk-shouldn’t you help me out a bit?”

Song Zhengjun’s tone was still cold and stiff, but Yan Jinge could clearly hear a trace of pitifulness in it.

Yan Jinge hesitated for a moment. “What do you need me to do?”

Song Zhengjun said immediately, “Undress me. I want to shower.”

Yan Jinge: “…What about your hands and feet?”

Song Zhengjun sat up, tugged haphazardly at his clothes, and finally looked up, saying icily, “I can’t get them off.”

Yan Jinge: “…”

Maybe I shouldn’t let this kid play a fool anymore; it’s too much like he’s playing himself.

In truth, Yan Jinge knew what Song Zhengjun was thinking.

It was strange; every time he spent time with Song Zhengjun, he felt very comfortable-a very rare emotion for him. If the person was Song Zhengjun…

It wasn’t actually out of the question.

Yan Jinge had never been in a relationship before. Now that he was dead, trying one out in these Small Worlds didn’t seem like a bad idea.

With that thought, Yan Jinge stepped forward.

He knelt on the bed, leaned down, and began unbuttoning Song Zhengjun’s shirt, one button at a time.

Song Zhengjun lowered his gaze, staring at Yan Jinge’s hands.

His Adam’s apple bobbed. Suddenly, he caught Yan Jinge’s hand, lifted his fingers to his lips, and pressed a devout kiss against them.