Chapter 16 The Unshakeable Dominance of the Chinese Entertainment Industry...

Chapter 16

Chu Xingli had suspected that her car accident was deliberately caused.

However, he couldn't recall the specific details of the car accident, and his body's self-protection mechanism caused him to completely lose that memory.

Every time I try to review the incident, I am abruptly stopped by the sharp, piercing sounds of brakes and collisions echoing in my mind. If I think about it for even a second longer, my head will throb with pain.

This moment is no exception.

The tinnitus grew louder and louder.

Chu Xingli felt dizzy from the stimulation.

He had to turn around blankly to find the sofa, and grip his phone tightly to concentrate on what his older brother was saying.

Unfortunately, my fingers trembled slightly, and the stress disorder persisted.

Chu Xingli bit her lip wearily, about to interrupt her older brother and tell him to wait a while, but Luo Xiaoran naturally reached out and took the phone: "Big brother, tell me."

Chu Xingli breathed a sigh of relief as Luo Xiaoran put his arm around her waist and helped her sit on the sofa.

"Based on the forensic examination provided by the forensic department, the police determined from the impact marks on the vehicle that Xing Li's car was sandwiched between two vans, whose weight forced Xing Li's car to lose balance and become uncontrollable..."

Chu Lianqing had been investigating this matter with her friends in the criminal investigation field. As soon as they made progress, she wanted to tell Chu Xingli as soon as possible, and for a moment she overlooked the fact that Chu Xingli was still in a relatively weak state.

Police investigations are not as simple and quick as most people see in TV dramas; there are many steps that must be clearly verified.

For complex criminal cases, multiple perpetrators, or difficult fraud cases, even if the clues are clear and the arrests have been made, further interrogation and supplementary evidence are still required.

Even with the highest efficiency, such a complete process would take at least three to six months to complete the entire investigation.

In Chu Xingli's accident, apart from the moment Chu Xingli's car crashed into the roadside railing and a tree, no traces were left at the scene to prove that it was intentional homicide, and the surrounding surveillance cameras also consistently malfunctioned during those days.

Even if the Chu family were incredibly powerful and influential, they had no way to carve out a time tunnel above the accident site that would lead back to the day of the incident.

However, what puzzled Chu Lianqing the most was that within minutes of Chu Xingli's car accident, he received two phone calls.

The call came from the accident rescue center of the brand of the vehicle Chu Xingli was driving that day. The vehicle's sensors detected the accident data and automatically contacted the rescue center, which then contacted the family of the vehicle owner.

The other call came from overseas. The caller either dialed the wrong number or regretted it, because they hung up before anyone could answer.

At first, Chu Lianqing thought it was a coincidence, but on the other hand, she was worried about Chu Xingli's coma, so she didn't have time to deal with it.

When the IP was checked in recent days, it was discovered that it was a virtual IP, which is now the most suspicious point.

Chu Xingli leaned back on the sofa, looking down and rubbing her aching temples.

"Okay, big brother, thank you for your trouble," Luo Xiaoran said in a low voice, as if worried about disturbing Chu Xingli who was resting with his eyes closed. "Alright, I'll take care of the rest of the things. Big brother, please take care of yourself too."

Chu Xingli opened her eyes.

He gazed at the tall figure with his back to him.

Luo Xiaoran still held the wet wipe he had just used to wipe his hands in his hand hanging by his side.

Chu Xingli lowered her eyes and glanced at her palm.

The slight coolness and dampness from being wiped with a wet wipe were no longer noticeable, but now they became tangible under Luo Xiaoran's warm, glowing silhouette.

Chu Xingli suddenly felt that she had let Luo Xiaoran down.

He wasted too much of the other person's time.

Everyone's youth is incredibly precious, and Luo Xiaoran shouldn't waste this affection on someone who doesn't deserve it.

What are they talking about that's so serious? But those two looking so stern is so satisfying (drooling)

[Hugs turn her into a husband-obsessed maniac]

I think they both love each other so much; their eyes are always locked in a loving gaze. How could they possibly get a divorce?

The way Ranzi wiped Baobao's hands was so adorable. He even secretly touched Baobao's hand. I'm sure I wasn't the only one who noticed (doge)

Chu Xingli had rested enough and went to wash her hands.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, he suddenly remembered that he needed to find a staff member to resolve the issue of where he and Luo Xiaoran would sleep that night.

I turned around and walked to the door of the staff's room, apologetically explaining my purpose.

The staff were clearly in a difficult position.

But seeing Chu Xingli's slightly pale face, she immediately softened and turned to negotiate with the assistant director.

The assistant director is working with the producer and planner to develop tomorrow's program schedule.

Upon hearing the staff's report, he chuckled mischievously and shook his head: "No, no, we can't be separated. This is the treatment for today's champion—two people sharing a bed, isn't that great?"

As he spoke, he extended two index fingers, placing them together on either side, just like an enthusiastic matchmaker.

The staff replied to Chu Xingli.

Chu Xingli is a reasonable person, and of course he wouldn't make things difficult for his staff.

"Could you give us an extra blanket?" Chu Xingli always asked with a smile, making it impossible for anyone to refuse his request.

After a moment's hesitation, the staff decided to give the blanket to Chu Xingli.

The two were finally able to return to their room to rest.

Chu Xingli always remembered that Luo Xiaoran's illness was not yet cured.

After taking a shower and drying his hair, he naturally sat down on the sofa with his blanket and said to Luo Xiaoran, "You sleep on the bed, and I'll sleep here. That way, neither of us will have to interfere with the other."

His height only slightly exceeded the sofa, but Luo Xiaoran was different; he would most likely have to awkwardly curl up his long legs.

Luo Xiaoran shook his head: "You need to get some rest."

"I think between the two of us, you need to rest more." Chu Xingli didn't waste any words and lay down on the sofa as she spoke.

He turned to look at Luo Xiaoran, gesturing with his chin towards the large bed: "Could you please bring me a pillow? I just warmed up the blankets and don't want to move."

Luo Xiaoran didn't continue the standoff with him. He temporarily complied with Chu Xingli's suggestion, took the pillow for him, and placed it under his head.

Chu Xingli was busy all day and soon felt sleepy.

He closed his eyes and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Perhaps because of the phone call his older brother made before he went to sleep, Chu Xingli had been having nightmares all night, which made him break out in a cold sweat.

He has a vague memory.

In his dreams, during moments of fear and helplessness, someone would hold him in their arms, gently whisper in his ear to comfort him, call him by his childhood name, and sing to him.

Gradually, I fell into a deeper sleep and felt more at ease.

The warm sunlight in my dream dispelled most of the gloom.

The sky was bright.

The morning light filtering through the gaps in the curtains wouldn't normally have disturbed Chu Xingli's sleep.

But for some reason, he suddenly found it hard to sleep soundly.

Chu Xingli opened her eyes, rubbed her temples, and sat up.

He glanced around blankly.

He slept in the very center of the bed.

Luo Xiaoran... was lying on the sofa.

Chu Xingli was taken aback.

...Was it Luo Xiaoran who carried him over?

Chu Xingli flopped back onto her pillow, trying to process the fact in disbelief.

Was he fast asleep? He didn't even notice when Luo Xiaoran carried him back to bed?

"Buzz—Buzz—"

Chu Xingli reached out and turned off the alarm clock that was vibrating precisely on time.

She tiptoed and turned over.

She wanted to avoid disturbing Luo Xiaoran, who was still sleeping, and she also mentally reassured herself so that she could make up her mind to get up.

I never expected that the person sleeping on the sofa would be like someone with radar running all night long.

Even though Chu Xingli's voice was very soft, Luo Xiaoran still accurately judged that Chu Xingli had woken up.

"I'll get you your clothes." Luo Xiaoran showed no signs of morning grumpiness; he could sit up immediately after waking up.

Immediately afterwards, he left his warm and cozy bed without hesitation.

While checking the temperature on her phone, she casually ruffled her hair a couple of times and walked to the wardrobe to pick out clothes for Chu Xingli to wear today.

Chu Xingli, still huddled in bed: "..."

What kind of ruthless person is this?

People who can make up their minds to get out of bed as soon as they open their eyes will succeed in whatever they do.

With Luo Xiaoran's encouragement, Chu Xingli could no longer stay in bed pretending to be asleep.

Moreover, as required by the production team, once we get up and dressed, we have to remove the obstruction on the camera and start the live broadcast.

"Thank you," Chu Xingli said, taking the clothes Luo Xiaoran had helped him put on and putting them on. He couldn't help but praise, "You're pretty good at putting together outfits, aren't you?"

Why do they always wear such ridiculously cute elementary school-style hoodies?

Luo Xiaoran replied skillfully, "You have great taste; every piece of clothing you wear looks good."

Chu Xingli always appreciated such sincere praise.

Just as I was about to express my gratitude and humility, I looked up and was met with Luo Xiaoran's beautifully shaped back muscles.

However, the other party was clearly very virtuous and adhered to traditional male virtues.

Holding the clothes I'm going to wear today, I stand directly under the room's security camera.

Luo Xiaoran changed clothes in a way that kept the viewers out of sight during the live stream, but Chu Xingli was the only one who could see him clearly.

So much so that Chu Xingli, clutching her coat, stared in disbelief at Luo Xiaoran's pleasingly smooth muscle lines, inwardly sighing with envy.

...That's why they say he's the dominant one.

However, before Chu Xingli could recover his thoughts...

The next second, Luo Xiaoran put on a dark Balenciaga sweatshirt.

Chu Xingli: "..." Wearing that awful hoodie again.

[Ahhh, such a soft, cuddly hug after just waking up, I want to kiss you so much!]

[Hugs: A cute pose from a primary school student that makes you feel no desire]

[If I'm not mistaken, Dark Shuang Bro was probably showing off his face like a sparrow in a blind spot of the camera just now (*￣︶￣)]

[The Unshakeable Benchmark of Male Morality in the Chinese Entertainment Industry – Ranzi Ge]