Murong He: "..." If he hadn't been taught from a young age that as the eldest brother, he should uphold the family's reputation, remain calm and composed in the face of danger, and maintain his composure and dignified image in any situation, Murong He would now want to tie up his younger brother with a rope and drag him home for a lesson.

Rong Yu smiled gently: "Big brother, wake up, you can't beat me."

Rong Yu pointed to his face: "You're showing everything you want to say on your face, brother. That won't do. You need to be mindful of your demeanor, the demeanor of the Murong family!"

Murong He took a deep breath: "Your coming out is already common knowledge. Do you think the Murong family still has any dignity left?"

Rong Yu put the spoon in her mouth, savoring the taste of the coffee: "So, the old man takes this so seriously, but it's really nothing special. Look at me, I've completely lost our family's decorum, but we haven't missed a few meals, have we? These two words aren't worth a few bowls of rice. There's really no need to carry them on your head every day, it's so boring!"

Murong He opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to refute something, but couldn't think of anything suitable to say, so he could only close his mouth again.

Rong Yu then said, "Look, you've been maintaining such a proper demeanor for so long that you don't even know how to say a single swear word."

Murong He: "Yu'er, you weren't like this before."

These words seemed to have struck a nerve, and Rong Yu suddenly fell silent.

Murong He: "When did it start? You gradually became more cheerful, from being taciturn and indifferent to everything, to becoming eloquent and sweet-talking. Your classmates started to like being close to you, and your teachers also liked to praise you."

Rong Yu rested her chin on her hand, seemingly casually saying, "Perhaps it's because the long-term treatment has been effective; after all, the psychologist is paid."

Murong He: "Is that really true?"

Rong Yu winked playfully: "Big brother, what's wrong with you today? What do you want to say?"

Murong He looked at Rong Yu with a serious expression: "Yu'er, are you really... cured?"

"Of course, didn't you just say it yourself?" Rong Yu said with a helpless expression, "If I hadn't been cured, how could I have ended up like this?"

Rong Yu: "Gentle, reasonable, sunny, cheerful, good at communication and socializing, able to quickly integrate into every environment, making people feel close and friendly, like the presence of sunshine."

"Isn't this exactly what my parents have always wanted for me?"

"Doesn't this prove that I've been cured?" Rong Yu smiled gently, her eyes crinkling. "Big brother, sometimes you just overthink things and complicate matters too much. You should think of it this way: your third brother had a serious illness when he was young, which made him look listless and uninterested in anyone."

"But his parents didn't give up on him. Instead, they found many doctors for him and tried every possible way to treat his illness. They didn't mind spending a lot of money because they felt that as long as their youngest son's illness could be cured, they were willing to pay any price."

“They are truly very, very good parents, really,” Rong Yu lowered her eyes slightly, seemingly lost in memories: “They have tried their best to love their youngest son in their own way, finding the best doctors to treat him, using the most advanced and best equipment to treat him, and even taking turns staying by his bedside all night, wiping away his sweat and tears as he was tormented by the illness.”

"Thanks to their efforts, their youngest son finally made it through the treatment and recovered to be a normal person again." Rong Yu pointed to himself: "This is how he looks now. Big brother, how can you question the perfect masterpiece of the old man and mother? How can you question the doctor's superb medical skills?"

Murong He frowned, his gaze towards Rong Yu growing increasingly intense.

After a long while, he sighed almost imperceptibly: "Yu'er, what I really want to say is that no matter what you become, you will always be our little brother. That is an unchangeable fact."

Rong Yu blinked: "I know, I've never doubted my mom and dad's relationship, so the scenario of half-siblings shouldn't happen in our family."

Murong He: "...That's not what I meant."

Rong Yu: "Big brother, you need to know that you are not a woman. Don't make me guess so many meanings in one sentence, and then correct me if I guess wrong."

Murong He silently took out a black box with gold lettering on it, next to which was a bright red rose.

Rong Yu's eyes lit up the moment she saw the box. She reached out, took the box, and opened it. There she saw the familiar, exquisitely packaged perfume bottle lying quietly in the box lined with gold velvet.

"Thank you, brother! I'll be going now! I'll transfer the money for the perfume to your account later!" Rong Yu stood up, holding the box.

Murong He: "..." I really am just a heartless black card swiping machine.

After saying goodbye to Murong He, Rong Yu immediately returned to the company.

People come and go at Huansheng Entertainment Company, all busy with their own affairs.

Coincidentally, Li Qiao, a top female agent who was known as one of the "Four Beauties of Huansheng" along with Sally, happened to be standing in front of the elevator with five young boys when she ran into Rong Yu, who was also going upstairs.

"Hello, Sister Li." Rong Yu greeted her with a smile, "These young men are really handsome."

"Oh, it's Xiaoyu. Not busy today? I thought you should be filming on set right now," Li Qiao replied with a smile.

"Something came up at home." Rong Yu said. Just then, the elevator doors opened, and Rong Yu reached out to block the doors, gesturing for the elevator to proceed.

Li Qiao walked in, her high heels clicking as she went, followed obediently by her five little followers.

Although they were following Li Qiao, they were all carefully observing Rong Yu. When they noticed that Rong Yu's gaze had turned to them, they pretended to look elsewhere.

But their actions were far too obvious, as if they were afraid others wouldn't know they were spying on people.

Rong Yu smiled, took out a few pomegranate candies from her pocket, and spread her palm out in front of the boys: "Handsome boys, want some?"

Most children can't resist the temptation of sweets. When they saw the candy quietly placed in Rong Yu's palm, their eyes lit up, but they still hesitated and looked at Li Qiao with a hint of pleading in their eyes.

Li Qiao, faced with five pairs of bright, sparkling eyes, could only say helplessly, "Each person can only take one candy. If you eat your brother's candy, you have to work even harder during dance practice later, understand?"

"Got it!" the five boys replied in unison.

"Tch." A man rushed into the elevator, saw the scene, rolled his eyes with disdain, and said, "That little one was just selected, and it's not even certain whether he'll make the group yet. There's no need to rush to curry favor with him, is there?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qiao raised an eyebrow in displeasure: "Yang Shu, what do you mean by this?"

Yang Shu: "Oh my, isn't this the beautiful Li? I heard that your proposed training program for forming a youth group has been approved. These guys are probably your first batch of test subjects, right? Tsk tsk tsk, judging from their appearance, their quality doesn't seem very good."

Li Qiao's face fell completely: "Yang Shu, did you forget to take your medicine today? Why are you talking so rudely?"

Yang Shu shrugged: "I'm just telling the truth, so what? You don't like what I'm saying? Good medicine tastes bitter, you know? I'm raising this issue so you can cut your losses in time. Don't be fooled by how well these kids look now. Who knows what they'll look like once their bones develop? Plastic surgery is a very difficult thing, you know. That's why I've always disagreed with recruiting child stars as idols."

Li Qiao, hands on her hips, asked, "Are you dissatisfied with my proposed star-making plan?"

Yang Shu: "If you're referring to the plan to create a boy band of child stars, yes."

The two of them started arguing back and forth right there in the elevator.

The five boys following Li Qiao seemed a little lost.

When Rong Yu reached her floor, she tried to walk around Yang Shu to get out, but Yang Shu suddenly grabbed her hand, seemingly trying to stop her from leaving.

However, Yang Shu made a mistake. His attempt to pull Rong Yu back into the elevator failed, and instead, Rong Yu pulled him out of the elevator instead!

Yang Shu: "..." What kind of superhuman strength is this! He wasn't pulling a person just now, but a cow, wasn't he?

Rong Yu looked at Yang Shu with an innocent expression: "What's wrong? Brother Yang?"

The elevator doors had already closed behind the two of them. Yang Shu let go of Rong Yu's hand, looked her up and down suspiciously, and suddenly said, "Brother, this isn't actually the first platform you appeared on, is it?"

Rong Yu: "Hmm?"

Yang Shu sneered: "I've managed many artists and attended many social events, from all walks of life. I'm sure this isn't the first time I've seen your face."

Rong Yu smiled slightly: "Brother Yang, you must have remembered it wrong, right?"

Yang Shu snorted coldly and said, "I trust my memory, so just wait and see. I'll definitely find out the truth. I want to see just how many masks you're wearing!"

Rong Yu blinked: "So what will you do after you find out?"

Yang Shu: "Of course, we'll report it to President Yin! Let him know what kind of monster you really are!"

“Hey, Yang,” Rong Yu suddenly looked around at the deserted area and asked, “I remember there aren’t any security cameras around here, right? The one that used to be there is under maintenance right now.”

Yang Shu didn't know why he asked that, and subconsciously replied, "So what if it is?"

Rong Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "That makes things easier."

"ha?"

Before Yang Shu could figure out what Rong Yu meant, he suddenly felt his feet sink into the ground!

He was actually grabbed by the neck by Rong Yu and lifted up against the wall!

Yang Shu quickly tried to grab Rong Yu's hand, but found that the other's hand was like an iron pestle, and he couldn't bend it no matter what he did!

"Say it again, who are you reporting to?" Rong Yu's smile remained, but in Yang Shu's eyes, it appeared extremely sinister and terrifying.