Chapter 847 Their time together may be running out.
Le Yan hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Okay."
After the two became friends, Yu Changze returned.
The two sides said their goodbyes and left the meeting room one after the other.
Yao Jia asked A Xia and Lin Xiangyu to take Le Yan back to the hotel first, while she personally escorted Yu Changze and Shi Yuwei to the theater.
...
In the underground parking garage, a black Maybach was parked at the elevator entrance.
Lin Xiangyu helped Le Yan up, and A Xia opened the back door of the car.
Le Yan bent down and got into the car.
The car door closed, she took off her mask and sunglasses, and let out a long sigh.
A large hand covered her forehead.
Le Yan paused, then looked up and met the man's deep gaze.
"You don't have a fever." Fu Nian'an rubbed her head. "Are you tired?"
Le Yan nodded listlessly.
Fu Nian'an opened her arms. "Come into my arms."
Le Yan obediently snuggled into his arms.
Fu Nian'an wrapped her slender body in his coat and said, "Go to sleep. I'll wake you up when we get to the hotel."
"Hmm," Le Yan closed her eyes.
She was completely exhausted after the performance, and afterwards she had to give interviews and talk to the director about collaborations. She had already reached her limit by the time she finished.
The woman in his arms was breathing evenly, her body completely relaxed and supple, showing how soundly she was sleeping.
Fu Nian'an took out his phone and dialed Lin Xiangyu's number: "Call the hotel first and ask the kitchen to make some nutritious soup, as well as some white porridge and side dishes."
...
In her dazed state, Le Yan felt herself moving.
She frowned, and when she opened her eyes, she realized that she was being held in Fu Nian'an's arms.
"Awake?" Fu Nian'an paused in his steps toward the master bedroom, looking down at her. "I had the hotel send over some late-night snacks, would you like some?"
Le Yan didn't have much of an appetite, but she knew she needed to replenish her nutrition.
Health is the foundation of everything.
Yao Jia told her tonight that she will start filming immediately after the tour ends.
In other words, she will have to face high-intensity work for at least the next year.
This also means she needs a body that can adapt to high-intensity work.
Therefore, she needs to eat well, exercise regularly, and get a healthy body as soon as possible.
"Okay." Le Yan's voice was gentle. "You'll eat with me."
Fu Nian'an smiled, her tone gentle and indulgent, "Okay, I'll go with you."
...
Le Yan and Fu Nian'an sat opposite each other at the square, luxurious stone dining table.
In front of Le Yan was a bowl of black chicken soup and a bowl of white porridge.
Fu Nian'an looked at her and said, "Drink some hot soup first to warm your stomach. The hotel specially made the white porridge a little thicker. Eat as much as you can with the side dishes. There's no need to force yourself."
"good."
Le Yan scooped up a spoonful of hot soup, but before she could put it in her mouth, she heard a man's voice again.
"It's hot, blow on it."
Le Yan paused, then looked up at him.
After a moment, she smiled helplessly.
Fu Nian'an frowned slightly, indicating her confusion: "What are you laughing at?"
"Mr. Fu, you're treating me like a three-year-old."
Fu Nian'an: "..."
"I'm fine now, you don't need to be so careful all this time." Le Yan stirred the hot soup in the bowl with a spoon.
The steam rises, carrying the sweet aroma of chicken soup.
Le Yan looked at Fu Nian'an with a serious expression, "I will eat well, sleep well, work hard, and live well, Fu Nian'an, you can believe me."
"Of course I believe you."
Fu Nian'an stood up, walked over to her, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
The man gently stroked her thin, pale face with his large hand. "But here with me, you can still continue to be the Le Yan that Uncle Lin has cherished and doted on since childhood, the one who knows nothing."
Le Yan was slightly taken aback.
Fu Nian'an gazed at her with deep eyes, his voice low and solemn: "So, you don't need to force yourself to grow up overnight. With me here, you can boldly venture out and pursue your dreams, but I also hope you will always remember that I will always be here."
The man's burning gaze was like a blazing sun, making it almost impossible for Le Yan to look directly at him.
She lowered her head, stared at the hot soup in front of her, sniffed, and nodded vigorously: "I'll remember."
But she couldn't selfishly drag Fu Nian'an along to live a life destined to be filled with regrets just because he was so wonderful!
Fu Nian'an did not notice Le Yan's unusual emotions, assuming that she was moved by his words.
He affectionately ruffled her hair. "The soup's getting cold. Drink it."
Leyan nodded and slowly sipped the soup into her mouth, spoonful after spoonful.
Fu Nian'an did not sit back down opposite her, but instead sat next to Le Yan. After she finished her soup, he picked up his chopsticks and served her some food.
Le Yan asked him to eat too, and he smiled and said okay, occasionally picking up a piece of green vegetable and putting it in his mouth.
It was already 11:30 when we finished our late-night snack.
Leyan yawned, and drowsiness returned.
"You can't take a shower right after eating. You should rest and let your body digest first."
Le Yan nodded.
The two walked to the living room sofa and sat down.
Fu Nian'an opened his laptop to handle official business.
Le Yan looked down and pressed her phone.
Yao Jia said that the two performances have successfully changed the audience's perception of her, and her Weibo account has gained tens of millions of followers, so she should start to manage her Weibo account properly.
Le Yan used to be too afraid to post on Weibo because she would always get criticized no matter what she posted.
So her Weibo account has been a zombie account for many years. The few posts she has made were only when she still had some work a couple of years ago, and she reposted them to promote her dramas or variety shows. But even with these official posts, the comments section is full of people cursing her.
Later, Le Yan simply stopped posting anything.
Her latest Weibo post was from two years ago, when she participated in a variety show and shared the program's script. At the time, the comment section was filled with thousands of negative comments about her.
When Le Yan clicked on it again, she suddenly discovered that the number of comments had skyrocketed to tens of thousands.
She couldn't help but scroll down, and was shocked again.
The comments section was full of praise for her, and many people were urging her to post something.
Le Yan stared at her phone, feeling that the scene was somewhat surreal.
She took a screenshot and forwarded it to Lin Xiangyu.
Lin Xiangyu replied with a voice message: "You just saw this? Look at the top three trending topics, it's all you! Leyan, you don't need to doubt it, you're famous, you've truly become famous through your own talent! What's that saying? Oh, right, Lin Leyan, pack your bags, get ready to level up!"
Le Yan pursed her lips, feeling that typing was too slow, so she simply used voice messages instead.
"Lin Xiangyu, don't talk nonsense. I haven't reached that point yet. I'm just a little surprised. I thought it would take at least another year or two, and at least a few more works, for people to change their opinion of me."
Lin Xiangyu sent over a dozen screenshots along with a voice message: "See? Stop underestimating yourself, you're really amazing! Your talent and beauty deserve the world's recognition! Lin Leyan, it must be Uncle Lin watching over us from heaven, so you need to be more confident, we've finally overcome all our hardships!"
After listening to Lin Xiangyu's voice message, Le Yan felt a little sore.
She replied: 【Okay.】
Le Yan exited WeChat, opened Weibo, and posted a promotional photo of Tang Wan's makeup and styling, with the caption: "Thank you everyone for your support and love. Tang Wan, see you in Yuncheng!"
The post went viral, and the number of comments skyrocketed instantly.
This was the first time Le Yan had experienced the enthusiasm of her fans, and she didn't dare to be negligent, replying to each comment very carefully.
After finishing his work, Fu Nian'an turned around and found his girlfriend holding her phone, her brows furrowed, her fingers typing rapidly on the screen.
Fu Nian'an was a little curious and leaned over to glance at the screen.
Leyan replied to her fan: 【Thank you for your love and support, baby! Love you, muah~】
Fu Nian'an frowned, her face immediately darkening: "Who do you say you love?"
Le Yan was startled by him, looked up at Fu Nian'an, and said innocently, "I was interacting with my fans!"
"Interaction is fine, but you can't send those last few words." Fu Nian'an said seriously, "You can only say those things to me."
"This is just internet slang..."
"Withdraw it." Fu Nian'an suddenly turned into a tyrant. "Lin Leyan, if you don't withdraw it, I'll really get angry."
Le Yan: "..."
Okay, it seems a bit unreasonable to make your boyfriend angry just to please your fans.
Knowing that their time together might be running out, Le Yan didn't want to upset Fu Nian'an over such a small matter.
She obediently withdrew the replies that included "I love you, muah!"
Fu Nian'an was satisfied and picked her up, saying, "Since you've been so obedient, your husband will help you take a bath."
Le Yan blushed, "I can do it myself. If you wash me, you'll feel uncomfortable later. I'm not feeling well right now..."
"What do you take me for?" Fu Nian'an narrowed her eyes at her. "Or are you afraid you won't be able to control yourself? But what can I do, Yanyan? Even if you beg me now, I won't touch you..."
Le Yan's cheeks flushed bright red, and she quickly raised her hand to cover his mouth, "Fu Nian'an, stop talking! I didn't mean that!"
Fu Nian'an smiled and looked at her blushing face, thinking that she had finally regained some of her energy.
That night, the two slept in each other's arms, and Le Yan finally did not wake up in the middle of the night again.
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