Cen Yu also guessed that He Ci had spent a lot of effort. He suddenly had a pang of conscience and wondered if he should confess that he also had a huge black mark on his record.
Then they saw Mu Fengyin had returned to his seat and reached for his coat.
They ate for almost two hours, and it was time to call it a day.
"Shall I take you?" Mu Fengyin asked, putting on his coat.
Cen Yu, of course, remembered Lao Gao's instructions, "No."
"Old Gao is here to pick me up."
Mu Fengyin glanced at Cen Yu again, "He Ci seems to care about you quite a bit."
He knew that Lao Gao was the executive agent, and in principle, these miscellaneous matters should not be his responsibility. Now, whether it was He Ci's efforts to protect Cen Yu or Lao Gao's personal escort, it was clear that Yun Xing had a special relationship with Cen Yu.
Cen Yu glanced at Mu Fengyin, but didn't dare to say anything—
He Ci is afraid that I will have an improper relationship with you.
He should bear the consequences of this unfounded and overconfident attitude towards his artists.
Otherwise, he worried that Mu Fengyin would doubt He Ci's professionalism after hearing this.
Cen Yu also grabbed a coat from the closet in the private room, put it on, and then put on his hat. He then called Lao Gao and said, "Let's go out together."
The two of them left the private room just like that...
Cen Yu never expected that he would actually run into such a misfortune.
With his hands in his pockets, he saw Ran Xuan coming out of another private room. Ran Xuan seemed worried about being discovered, and as he walked out of the private room, he subconsciously glanced around. Unexpectedly, he saw Cen Yu and Mu Fengyin coming out of the same private room.
Seeing this, Ran Xuan slightly averted his gaze, then became self-righteous again.
Anyway, there are surveillance cameras here, so what, they can't possibly hit him, can they?!
As he spoke, he walked toward the two of them.
Because this private hot pot restaurant was converted from an old villa, the corridor was not very wide, especially with three men standing there. Whenever Ran Xuan wanted to pass by the two men, they had to make way for him.
Cen Yu kept his hands in his pockets, showing no intention of giving way.
Ran Xuan fears Mu Fengyin, but he doesn't fear Cen Yu.
In his view, idols who are only popular for a short time through talent shows are not worth his attention.
"Excuse me, could you please move aside?" Ran Xuan said.
Cen Yu looked him up and down, not understanding how this person could be so shameless without any flaws.
Heh, Mu Fengyin might indulge this kind of person, but he certainly wouldn't.
At this moment, their thought processes were surprisingly aligned. Of course, if Cen Yu knew what Ran Xuan was thinking, he would probably curse him in his heart.
"So you're the one who smeared me online?" Cen Yu didn't back down at all, and even slightly turned to the side, directly blocking Ran Xuan's way.
"..." Ran Xuan didn't expect Cen Yu to be so direct.
Even though he did it, it's still a bit awkward to confront him directly.
He glanced at Cen Yu, "I don't understand what you're talking about."
"I'm in a hurry." She said, and started to walk past Cen Yu.
Unexpectedly, Cen Yu grabbed his arm.
He looked at Cen Yu in surprise, only to find that Cen Yu gave him no time to catch his breath and pushed him forcefully into the private room where the door was still open.
He then walked right in.
"Close the door," Cen Yu said to Mu Fengyin behind him.
Mu Fengyin hesitated for only a second before following him inside.
Ran Xuan panicked a little and subconsciously looked up at the surveillance camera. "There are surveillance cameras here. You can't do anything reckless!"
"What am I doing?" Cen Yu asked, bewildered. He grabbed Ran Xuan's arm and pulled him back to the spot they had just left.
"It's just a meal I invited you to."
"I'm inviting you to dinner, senior. Is there some problem?"
Ran Xuan tried to break free from Cen Yu's arm, but found that the other party was incredibly strong... By this time, the hot pot had long since stopped boiling, and Ran Xuan knew, of course, that Cen Yu hadn't invited him to dinner.
Cen Yu held Ran Xuan's arm with one hand and slowly picked up the chopsticks beside him with the other.
Those chopsticks are made of metal.
Cen Yu simply examined the chopsticks in his hand carefully, then looked at Ran Xuan and asked, "Senior, you're not young anymore, how come you still don't know what you can and cannot say?"
His expression was one of genuine confusion. "Do you think I'm Mu Fengyin?"
"You won't hold this against me?"
Ran Xuan swallowed hard. "...Calm down."
"Do you know what I did before I entered the entertainment industry?" Cen Yu suddenly asked.
Ran Xuan panicked upon hearing this. He looked nervously at Cen Yu, and then at the other party's posture, his mind racing with all sorts of terrifying speculations—
No way?!
He wondered to himself, "Could it be that I've messed with someone I shouldn't have?"
“I used to be a student,” Cen Yu said, catching his breath.
"..." Ran Xuan remained silent.
It startled him!
“I have nothing, so nothing matters to me.” Cen Yu looked at Ran Xuan. “Those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who have something to lose.”
He entered the entertainment industry by chance and knew when he would leave, so he had no reservations whatsoever.
Cen Yu looked at the chopsticks in his hand, and then, with a speed that Ran Xuan could barely see, he plunged them directly into the chair he was sitting on!
The chair, which was covered in thick fabric, was pierced directly by this chopstick!
Ran Xuan instinctively wanted to scream, but Cen Yu pinched his face, silencing his impending scream.
"Don't be afraid."
Cen Yu looked at him.
"It's in the chair."
Ran Xuan was so frightened he didn't know what to say. He felt like he had encountered a real madman. How could Yunxing even hire such a psychopath?!
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