Cen Yu didn't care about He Yongning's thoughts at all, or from the perspective of maintaining his public image, it would be better for He Yongning to hear them.

He looked at He Yongning, "What? Mr. He, are you suggesting the platform crack down on counterfeits?"

After meeting Cen Yu, He Yongning specifically searched for him and discovered that this person was known for being "daring" and liking to "create entertainment value." More than once, he had his assistants or acquaintances set up things at the places they were going to explore, and then act out a dramatic effect in front of the camera.

So when He Yongning heard Cen Yu's almost provocative question, he wasn't angry.

There was absolutely no need for him to hold a grudge against Cen Yu.

He looked at Cen Yu and said, "Your acting is quite good."

"You could consider taking some further studies."

If he hadn't overheard what Cen Yu said to Pei Hengjun in the room, he might have been fooled by Cen Yu's flustered opening of the wooden door.

Perhaps recalling some past events, He Yongning said to Cen Yu again—

"However, it's best to be cautious about matters of ghosts and spirits."

"President He's words of experience?"

"Just a reminder." He Yongning held up the plastic bag in his hand and handed it to Cen Yu.

Cen Yu took it casually and watched He Yongning slowly leave their floor... Cen Yu touched his still dripping hair, cursed this damn dungeon in his heart, and then returned to the room where he and Pei Hengyun were temporarily staying.

He Yongning didn't lower his voice when he spoke, so Pei Hengyun could hear him clearly.

Upon seeing Cen Yu enter, he immediately inquired with some concern—

"Wouldn't it be better if you just admitted it directly?"

He seemed worried about how He Yongning perceived Cen Yu.

Cen Yu wasn't worried at all; he wouldn't be able to stay in this instance for more than a few days—besides, who knew if He Yongning had even survived? Laughable.

Who knows, the person Pei Hengyun discovers at the end of the novel might not be He Yongning at all.

He put the shampoo and conditioner that He Yongning had brought back aside, and then took a moment to say to Pei Hengyun, "It doesn't matter, we can just switch to another platform for live streaming."

Pei Hengyun was somewhat relieved upon seeing this.

"What was your relationship like with your classmates before?" Cen Yu thought that the plot was about to start tomorrow, so she should ask first.

Pei Hengyun thought for a moment after hearing this, "...Many years have passed since we graduated...I remember that I used to have a pretty good relationship with the class monitor."

"Class monitor?" Cen Yu remembered that this was the person who organized this class reunion.

The class monitor was a top student, but for some reason, he didn't leave the village in the end. Instead, he returned to the village after graduation and became a math teacher at Meiman Middle School.

That is, he organized this gathering.

Judging from the plot descriptions in the original book, this class monitor might be the third person to buy stocks.

However, the possibility that the other party is the mastermind cannot be ruled out.

Cen Yu pondered for a moment, then noticed that Pei Hengyun had a sleepy expression, seemingly exhausted from the series of events that had occurred that day.

Before arriving at the village entrance, the two ate something in town to fill their stomachs, so they weren't hungry at the moment.

Jiang Tuan had also specially prepared two quilts...

"Why don't you go to sleep first?" Cen Yu asked, looking at the drowsy Pei Hengyun.

"...I'll just wipe myself down a bit," Pei Hengyun said somewhat embarrassedly.

He seemed genuinely terrified by what happened in the bathroom. He grabbed a basin, boiled some water, and then went back to the toilet to start washing himself.

Cen Yu's hair wasn't dry yet, so she simply lay half-reclined on the bed and played on her phone.

Because he skipped his live stream today, many people are asking him where he went.

Cen Yu randomly picked a few replies—

[User cwjwedeiwhb: Cen Gou is missing. He really was taken away by that thing.]

[Cen: Yeah, they caught you and brought you to your house. They're standing by your bedside watching you now.]

[I'm 18cm: I heard Xiao Le resigned because he was afraid of being exposed by 315 (China's consumer rights day) for falsifying information, right?]

[Cen: 315 overnight crackdown on your ID, clarifying: It's not 18cm, it's only 1.8cm.]

[Supporting Yu Bao: Where did Xiao Yu go? Is she on vacation? When will she start broadcasting again?]

[Cen: Going to accompany a friend to a class reunion. I'll be doing a live stream tomorrow night.]

After Cen Yu finished arguing with the comments, she found that Pei Hengyun had finished wiping himself down, changed into his pajamas, and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Seeing that Cen Yu was playing on her phone and didn't seem to have time to dry her hair, she asked, "Did I dry your hair for you?"

Cen Yu was about to say no, but then he felt that his messy hair was a hassle to manage. In the original book, he had bleached his hair to a light gray color for better on-screen appearance, which actually matched Cen Yu's pale skin and overly indifferent expression quite well.

But it's a real hassle.

After bleaching my hair three times, it became as dry as plastic strands and felt incredibly light in my hand.

Not to mention that Cen Yu's hair was a bit long, reaching his neck, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.

He then hummed in agreement, and Pei Hengyun immediately took out an absorbent towel from his suitcase and began to dry Cen Yu's hair.

Pei Hengyun sat behind Cen Yu, constantly wrapping Cen Yu's hair with a soft, absorbent towel, gently rubbing it before slowly drying it. Because Cen Yu had his head down, and because he was somewhat thin due to irregular sleep patterns, Pei Hengyun could clearly see the protruding knuckles at the back of his neck.

Pei Hengyun looked at it for a while, then gently stroked it with his fingers.

His body temperature was already low, and even after wiping his body with hot water, his fingers were still a little cold. Touching him like this caused Cen Yu's back to tremble reflexively.

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