“Miss An can certainly refuse, but between the boss and An Chen, I will naturally choose the boss. If Miss An wants me to leave this villa after this meal, then pretend I didn’t say anything.”

"An'an, what are you whispering with Doctor Su? Come and eat. There's braised crucian carp, which you love. After you finish eating, you can rest well. Tonight, your brother will make you congee with preserved egg and lean pork..." An Chen greeted the two with a smile. The housekeeper had already set out the bowls and chopsticks for them.

Su Yan took two steps toward the dining table, but Bi Xie helplessly rubbed his forehead and called out to him, "How long am I supposed to protect him?"

Xiao Jingyi is the most ruthless and vicious boss in this world. Su Yan is used to worrying about him. Why would Xiao Jingyi need her protection?

"Two months."

Bi Xie pursed her lips. In two months, An Chen's illness should be completely cured. She nodded, "Deal."

After lunch, thinking about leaving soon, Bi Xie didn't go to sleep, but talked with An Chen for the whole afternoon.

When An Chen heard that she was filming, he felt very sorry for her. He heard that filming was very hard and that she was prone to injury. If she forgot her lines during rehearsals, she would be scolded severely by the director. But Bi Xie comforted him that filming was almost over and that she hadn't suffered much in the film. In fact, she had made many friends on set. He tried to change the subject and tell him more lighthearted and interesting stories.

In the evening, An Chen indeed made a pot of congee with preserved egg and lean pork.

Su Yan silently drank her porridge, while the only sounds at the table were Bi Xie and An Chen talking.

As night fell and darkness completely descended, a luxury car drove out of the villa.

Bi Xie rubbed his forehead, glanced at Su Yan's perpetually icy face, and yawned. "Can't I even stay overnight before leaving? You're that worried about your boss? He's not a three-year-old. Is it going to happen if he stays by himself for a while?"

Su Yan remained expressionless and headed towards the airport, saying, "There are too many people who want to kill the boss."

Bi Xie choked, tilted his head and opened his mouth with difficulty, "Hasn't your boss ever reflected on why so many people want to kill him?"

"No."

Bi Xie felt a throbbing pain in her temples. After a moment of silence, she looked at the neon lights and streetlights in front of her and said softly, "Su Yan, I want to know about Xiao Jingyi's past."

She had long wanted to know about Xiao Jingyi's past, but every time she asked Ruhua about it, she would be interrupted by other things. In the past few days, Ruhua had simply disappeared.

Su Yan didn't speak, and there wasn't even any music in the car. As soon as Bi Xie stopped talking, it became eerily quiet.

Just as Bi Xie thought Su Yan wouldn't say anything and was about to close her eyes to rest, the man turned his head and glanced at her. His cold voice rang out in the car, "If Miss An wants to know, why don't you ask the boss?"

Bi Xie thought to herself, "If she asks Xiao Jingyi these questions, she's probably asking him a death wish."

Su Yan, however, gripped the steering wheel and continued, "If Miss An were to ask, the boss would definitely tell her."

Bi Xie tilted his head and glanced at him speechlessly, really not understanding where Su Yan got his confidence from.

Su Yan refused to talk about Xiao Jingyi's past, and Bi Xie didn't press her further. The car was quiet for a while, and just before they arrived at C City Airport, Bi Xie suddenly asked in a clear voice, "Dr. Su, what about you? Why have you been following Xiao Jingyi all this time?"

"I heard that it's very difficult to book an appointment with Dr. Su, but when I was treating my brother, I got one very easily. I've always been curious about that. Oh... when I was researching Dr. Su, I also found something interesting. I heard that Dr. Su once saved a big shot in the film industry who had been in a car accident—"

"In the same year, several companies under the Qin family's entertainment and culture division were acquired, and Qin Yuwei, the only daughter of the Qin family, was missing for half a year. The chairman of the Qin family and his wife also disappeared, and—"

Bi Xie paused, then curled his lips and looked at Su Yan, "Furthermore, in the same year, the Huo family's antique business suffered a severe blow. Several batches of goods were found to be illegally resold, causing considerable losses to the Huo family. It was rumored that Huo Yichu, the Huo family's daughter, married abroad and had not appeared for many years, but unexpectedly showed up at the Flying Immortal Peach Blossom Paradise player gathering, still in that miserable and broken appearance..."

"These are all too coincidental, don't you think, Dr. Su?" Bi Xie smiled obediently at him.

Su Yan didn't say anything, and drove all the way to the airport. After braking, she smiled and turned to look at Bi Xie. "Miss An guessed pretty much right. I have nothing to add. I'm very relieved to have the boss in Miss An's care."

A slight smile suddenly appeared on that usually cold and expressionless face, sending goosebumps down Bi Xie's spine.

After getting out of the car, the night breeze helped to ease the goosebumps on Bi Xie's skin.

Su Yan turned her face toward the car window: "Miss An, I will send the boss's address to your phone later. You can see it after you get off the plane."

Bi Xie grunted in agreement, took a few steps toward the airport, then turned back and leaned toward the car window. "When we get back, I'll get my brother a cell phone, and then I'll give him my phone number. Don't worry about your boss. Even if something happens to me, nothing will happen to him."

She was telling the truth. Xiao Jingyi was the big boss of this world, an existence with cheat codes.

The hotel where the actors of "The Legend of the Fox" rested.

Bi Xie put his suitcase away, washed his hair, and checked the time; it was already past 10 p.m.

Su Yan was practically Xiao Jingyi's schedule monitor, sending her a message every half hour to report what Xiao Jingyi was doing, as if he were a private investigator she had hired to investigate her boyfriend's character and conduct.

She checked her text message—the boss is taking a shower, about 1 minute.

She couldn't help but roll her eyes with a chuckle. Xiao Jingyi had a night shoot today, so even if he took a shower, it would be on set. It must be for a certain part of the plot. She was absolutely in awe of Su Yan. He could round up a fleeting shot to be a full minute.

Without looking at his phone again, Bi Xie went to an authentic lamb skewer restaurant and ordered some grilled lamb skewers, grilled potatoes, and grilled enoki mushrooms. After eating to his heart's content, he leisurely called Xia Mian and asked her to ask the production team for a car to come and pick her up.

When Xia Mian heard that she was back, although she was surprised that she was back so early, she was still happy to go find the crew to prepare the car.

When Bi Xie arrived at the film set, Xiao Jingyi was still filming. His scenes were expected to continue until one or two in the morning. Bi Xie didn't disturb him and squatted down with Xia Mian to chat and keep themselves awake.

Xia Mian was a little sad: "An Xie, filming for 'The Celestial Fox Song' will wrap up in half a month. Will we ever see each other again?"

"Yes," Bi Xie said confidently, wrapping his arm around Xia Mian's neck. "Definitely."

Xia Mian looked at her blankly, wanting to ask why she was so sure, but Bi Xie interrupted with a smile, "Because I'm planning to introduce you to my brother. How about you be my sister-in-law? My brother is a very nice person, and very handsome. He's sure to have a bright future."

Xia Mian was instantly shocked, her face contorted in a meme-like expression. She stammered, "An... An'an, you... you're kidding, right?" She lowered her head, her face flushed with embarrassment. "I... I can't do it, I'm not as pretty as you, I... I..."

She was so nervous that she became incoherent and fell into a cycle of self-doubt and inferiority.