He could guess that Jiang Tian's mood wasn't very good at the moment.

The wrongful conviction that had troubled her for years has finally been cleared up, which is actually a good thing.

But what about all the grievances she suffered over the years?

This plagiarism scandal completely changed the trajectory of her life and had an immeasurable impact on her life.

But she still had to maintain her composure, insist on not breaking down, confront the murderers, and reclaim her innocence.

For her, winning this battle was absolutely no easy feat.

Hearing Fu Shiyu's question, Jiang Tian turned around and winked at him: "It's okay, can't you see? I'm fine."

Fu Shiyu hesitated for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Do you... need another hug?"

After he finished speaking, there was a moment of silence in the car.

Fu Shiyu gazed intently at Jiang Tian.

She didn't say anything, and he suddenly regretted it. Had he said something wrong?

Jiang Tian's eyes seemed to be getting a little red.

"...Really? Would you give me a hug?"

In fact, Fu Shiyu noticed that Jiang Tian had some symptoms of skin thirst.

He had a general understanding of her life trajectory.

Jiang Tiansheng was born into an extremely terrible family.

As a child who lacked love, she never received enough affection from her parents.

She likely lacked the tactile stimulation that ordinary babies receive.

Growing up, she experienced emotional abuse within her family, making it difficult for her to maintain mental health.

Jiang Tian seemed unaware that she really enjoyed being in close contact with others.

In her brief romantic history, she clearly didn't meet many good people; they couldn't give her the contact and warmth she wanted.

When Jiang Tian first asked him for a hug, Fu Shiyu immediately noticed her problem.

Since he was already acting as her manager, it wouldn't hurt to let her hug him, and Fu Shiyu quickly made up his mind.

So he opened his arms and said to her, "I do."

His voice held a tenderness that even he himself was unaware of.

Having received his permission, Jiang Tian didn't hold back and immediately threw herself into his arms, letting out a comfortable sigh like a weary bird returning to its nest.

Fu Shiyu's ears turned slightly red.

Jiang Tian didn't notice his discomfort and whispered in his ear in a commanding tone, "Hold me tighter."

She's a really contradictory person; one moment she shows vulnerability, and the next she shows domineering power.

Upon hearing her command, Fu Shiyu's heart skipped a beat, and his heart trembled slightly.

He didn't say anything, but simply followed her instructions and held her tightly.

Jiang Tian's hair touched his chin, and her face rested against his chest.

The two of them hugged in the car for a long time.

Fortunately, this place is private enough that there's no need to worry about being photographed.

"Why is your embrace so warm? Did you secretly put on a heat pack?"

The two hugged for a while, then Jiang Tian asked in a muffled voice.

Fu Shiyu was speechless upon hearing her words.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you want to hug me, then hug me properly."

He didn't let go of her arms, and Jiang Tian obediently leaned against him.

Fu Shiyu thought that perhaps for some people, an embrace has a very important power.

He had read some papers and knew that Jiang Tian only needed a hug at that moment, so he didn't do anything else.

He held her quietly.

Sure enough, Jiang Tian became more and more relaxed.

She pressed her cheek against his neck, and her whole body relaxed.

A short while later, she yawned: "Aren't we in a hurry to leave?"

No rush.

Actually, he wanted to go back to the company and work overtime.

Seeing that Jiang Tian looked tired, his heart softened again.

"Okay, no rush to leave. I'll take a nap, just a little while, don't let go of my hand."

"Okay, go to sleep." Fu Shiyu's voice was incredibly gentle.

Having received his affirmative answer, Jiang Tian acted like a lazy cat, even wiping her face on Fu Shiyu's shirt.

Sensing Jiang Tian's inexplicable dependence on him, Fu Shiyu's heart softened even more.

He didn't point out the dampness on his shirt, but after Jiang Tian fell asleep, he raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears that had rolled down her cheeks.

And so, the two of them, in perfect harmony, one fell asleep while the other held her, as if they were snuggling together in the small carriage.

No one considered whether their actions at that moment had crossed the line between agent and celebrity.

It was just a simple hug, and that's how it happened.

The next day, the two of them returned to normal, and neither of them mentioned what happened in the car the day before.

As an agent, Fu Shiyu demonstrated his high level of expertise. Under his guidance, Jiang Tian gained millions more followers through this live stream.

That wasn't all. Fu Shiyu then contacted relevant platforms and channels, intending to release Jiang Tian's new album.

While the hype is still going strong, we should seize the opportunity.

Jiang Tian's new album was already previewed in that live broadcast, and now that the official platform has released the news, many people have decided to buy it.

The new album has only two words in its title—Nirvana.

In a sense, wasn't Jiang Tian also reborn from the ashes?

The blogger who claimed to be a long-time fan of Jiang Tian posted several more short essays, each one heartfelt and resonating with her fans.

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