episode 63

Mo Shilin waited until He Xun was tired from crying, then carried him back and took the private elevator directly to the underground parking garage.

It was already past midnight when they drove back to the villa. He carried He Xun straight up to the bedroom on the third floor.

He Xun had fallen asleep due to extreme exhaustion. Mo Shilin used a wet tissue to wipe away the mottled tear stains on his face. The bedroom lights were off, and he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled He Xun into his arms.

The person in his arms would occasionally furrow their brows, looking conflicted and pained.

Mo Shilin really didn't know what to do.

She wanted to kiss him, but was afraid he would wake up and cry again, so she couldn't bear to let go and kept holding him in her arms.

His usually meticulously functioning mind was unusually chaotic. He stayed in the room all night to watch over He Xun, only letting go in the early hours of the next morning. He covered He Xun with a blanket and came out to inquire about the driver, Li Yili's condition.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Li had an asthma attack last night, but he didn't have his emergency medication with him. Fortunately, he was taken to the hospital in time and is now out of danger."

"Okay, I understand. Thank you for your hard work."

Mo Shilin hung up the phone and went straight to the hospital. His striking appearance drew attention from many people along the way.

Li Yili sat on a bench in the corridor, her face ashen. When she looked up and saw Mo Shilin walking towards her, her eyes lit up again.

Mo Shilin didn't give him a chance to speak first.

"Yili, I don't think you're suited for the job of housekeeping."

Mo Shilin sat down on the iron bench opposite him, resting his elbows on his knees and crossing his hands in a gesture of equal dialogue.

"What do you mean?" Li Yili's smile vanished, replaced by indescribable confusion. "Are you going to fire me?"

Mo Shilin took a deep breath: "I'm sorry, I admit that I had ulterior motives when I first asked you to work for me, but honestly, you haven't been responsible for this job either."

Selfish motives.

As if struck on the head, Li Yili suddenly realized something. His eyes widened in disbelief as he asked, "Is it because of him? He Xun? You used me to test his attitude? Is that it??"

His intuition hit the nail on the head, and Mo Shilin immediately showed an apologetic expression: "Yes."

Quite frank.

“But this has nothing to do with him. It was all my unilateral decision.” Mo Shilin loosened his tie and then uttered cold words, “Your personality is not suitable for this job. Of course, I know that your personality is largely shaped by your family and upbringing, but I am not a philanthropist. I can see your work performance without Aunt Mu having to tell me.”

As Li Yili listened to these high-sounding words, he couldn't help but become lost in thought, staring at the man in front of him.

The other person's hair and clothes were somewhat disheveled, and from his angle, one could just see that the fabric on the chest of the man's shirt was stained with tiny specks of blood.

It's not hard to imagine what kind of dramatic and melodramatic love story unfolded between the two of them after they were taken to the hospital last night.

That was a kiss from He Xun's lips, wasn't it?

It turns out that even model student Mo Shilin has his "unconventional" moments.

......

It was as if a silencer had been installed in her ears. After an unknown amount of time, Li Yili only heard Mo Shilin say, "Because of my selfishness, you may have misunderstood something. I can make it up to you. If you need work, you can contact my assistant, but you only have one chance. If you lose your job again for your own reasons, I will not care anymore."

A gold-embossed business card lay tossed beside him, floating lightly without making a sound.

After politely saying goodbye, Mo Shilin got up and left without any hesitation, not caring whether the other party had accepted the business card or not.

After a long pause, Li Yili picked up the thin piece of paper and muttered mockingly, "No wonder they're capitalists...so ruthless."

*

After suppressing his emotions for so long, He Xun finally woke up at nine o'clock in the morning.

He opened his eyes, propped himself up with his hands on his sides, and looked around.

good.

very good.

It was Mo Shilin's room.

He took a breath, threw off the covers, and got out of bed.

With a blank expression and her red, swollen almond-shaped eyes, she washed up, ate, and worked.

Mo Shilin wasn't there; he must have already gone to the company. I only heard from Ji Ruoyang later that Li Yili had been fired.

"He's been so arrogant all this time, now he's getting his comeuppance."

Ji Ruoyang said bitterly.

He Xun didn't know what to say, so he could only give a stiff smile and continue with his work.

To be honest, he didn't want to think about what happened that night, especially the time he was forcibly kissed by Mo Shilin and then buried his face in his arms and cried. It was really embarrassing.

The sight made him want to dig a magic castle with his toes whenever he thought about it.

That's so embarrassing.

That was so inappropriate.

Too—anyway, it wasn't a pleasant memory, it was a mess.

Fortunately, Mo Shilin wasn't oblivious to the situation. That night's crying probably frightened him, and for a long time afterward, Mo Shilin was clearly careful to keep his distance from him, even speaking softly.

Anyone who didn't know better would think that Mo Shilin was the servant of this house.

He Xun felt both heartbroken and amused.

But what could he do?

As long as Mo Shilin doesn't regain his memories, he will keep his distance.

His first principle was to prevent Mo Shilin from getting hurt for no reason and not to interfere with Mo Shilin's original destiny.

Tsk.

What a fucked-up life.

This is utterly cheesy and melodramatic.

What a piece of crap novel.

*

Winter arrived as expected with a heavy snowfall.

The national temperature has dropped below zero, and the weather is so hot that you can exhale a fog when you speak outside. But the glamorous and decadent world of fame and fortune is like a sweltering summer. Necks, chests, arms, and legs are all exposed, champagne and red wine, handsome men and beautiful women, and the heat rising from the entire villa is even higher than the summer temperature.

"How about that, Xun-ge? Aren't I amazing? I got in so easily, didn't I?"

Taking advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, Song Liuguang jumped down from the wall, landed on the lawn, put his hands on his hips, tossed his head, and said to He Xun with a proud look.

He Xun, who had also jumped down from the wall, brushed off the dust that had accidentally gotten on his clothes and glanced at him sideways: "You mean by 'easy' you mean going around the main gate and climbing over the wall to get in?"

I thought you'd come up with some brilliant idea!

"......."

Song Liuguang coughed twice and smiled shyly: "Oh dear, this move is risky, but the chances of winning are great."

"I just noticed you've been in a bad mood lately, so I came to give you an immersive experience of what it's like to be a paparazzi. How about it, is it fun?"

He Xun: "...Thank you, it was indeed quite immersive."

The two turned their heads at the same time, and the laughter and noise of the crowd rushed towards them like rolling red oil.

They looked up at the magnificent, five-story villa standing before them.

This is one of the private villas of top female celebrity Cheng Qianyu.

How popular is it?

The youngest actress in China to win all three major film awards.

Best Actress at an A-list international film festival.

The TV series he starred in achieved the highest viewership ratings for five consecutive years.

A grand slam of covers from top fashion magazines.

A brand ambassador for a top global luxury brand – not just for the Greater China region, but for the entire world.

A regular at fashion events, he is invited to attend Paris and Milan Fashion Weeks every year and is always seated in the front row.

He has consistently ranked among the top on the "Forbes China Celebrity List".

She has won the Most Commercially Valuable Female Artist award several times in just a few years since her debut.

Their social media following has long exceeded 100 million.

He was also selected as one of Time magazine's "100 Most Influential People in the World" at the beginning of this year.

She has a perfect appearance, a beautiful face and a great figure, and an extremely high level of education.

Good fortune, good ability.

Having weathered many storms, Cheng Qianyu returns at the young age of 35.

This is a true top star.

Without a doubt.

This Private Villa Party was hosted by Cheng Qianyu to celebrate the international success of the movie she starred in.

She has many friends, and this party invited almost half of the entertainment industry. Regardless of their status, as long as they have worked with her, they can all get a share of the party and share in the joy.

It's obvious that paparazzi would be lurking around at such a grand event.

Could someone as smart as Cheng Qianyu not have thought of this?

But she didn't dwell on it or confront the paparazzi. She turned a blind eye, stating that anyone who could show an invitation could enter. This also reflects her uprightness; if you have nothing to hide, you have nothing to fear. She wasn't doing anything illegal at the villa, so naturally she wasn't afraid of paparazzi.

On the other hand, it also makes things easier for paparazzi.

Instead of fighting wits with the ever-present paparazzi, it's better to just let things go smoothly for everyone.

Why not do something that's a win-win situation?

Therefore, it's not surprising that He Xun and Song Liuguang were able to easily climb over the wall and get in.

Both of them were seasoned veterans, and within minutes they had calmly blended into the room.

There were so many guests that no one noticed when two outsiders slipped in.

Like someone who crashed a wedding banquet, Song Liuguang casually picked up a macaron from the long table, took a bite, and then whispered in He Xun's ear, "Brother Xun, you can play by yourself for a while. I have to get to work. I need to film a few minor celebrities who are currently rumored to be dating."

The macaron was pink, and when he opened his mouth, you could see that his teeth were a row of fleshy pink.

"Okay, go early and come back early."

He Xun couldn't help but chuckle and waved to Song Liuguang before finding a sofa in a corner to sit down.

To ensure everyone had a great time, the lights in the lobby were set to be exceptionally dim, and the lights would automatically change color every few minutes.

It has a bit of a high-end club vibe.

He picked up a glass of red wine, took a sip, and casually glanced at the stunningly beautiful male and female celebrities in the hall.

Some were playing dice, some were playing mahjong, some were gossiping, some were chatting, some were showing off their wealth, some were drinking contests, and some were flattering others.

A portrait of all living beings.

He Xun observed for a while out of boredom, when a young male celebrity dressed in revealing clothing plopped down next to him.

The young male celebrity was clearly tired from playing cards. He sat down and dozed off for a while, then took out his phone and loudly replied to a bunch of voice messages, while casually glancing at the person next to him.

That one glance was enough to keep me glued to my eyes.

A strange sense of crisis arose spontaneously.

He put away his phone, stared at He Xun probingly, and asked in a cool tone, "Are you new to the industry? I've never seen you before?"

He Xun brought over a wine glass.

He recognized the minor celebrity; he'd seen him on short videos a few days ago.

Her name is An Simiao, and she has a delicate and feminine appearance.

However, it's not very well-known; it's probably a sixth or seventh tier celebrity.

His professional instincts kicked in, and he looked An Simiao up and down. She was wearing heavy makeup and a thin silk black shirt, her fair collarbone and slender waist were boldly exposed to the air.

He Xun wasn't that generous. He looked away and was about to make an excuse, but he was suddenly drawn to the glittering gold pendant on the other person's chest.

The oval pendant spun in mid-air as its owner leaned forward.

The little golden figure on the back is clearly visible, exuding an evil aura in the dim light.

Buddha amulets?

He Xun reached out and hooked his arm around An Simiao's, staring at him with a half-smile: "Excuse me, what card is this?"