"Don't be angry." Pan Yang shook his head and patted Sun Zhouyang on the shoulder: "If you encounter a game or person you don't like, just call me."
“Hey.” Sun Zhouyang stubbed out his cigarette, raised an eyebrow at Pan Yang, and said, “I wouldn’t dare. What am I supposed to do if I got accused of being kept by a sugar daddy again?”
“I will clarify.” Pan Yang said calmly, his tone completely flat, yet it inexplicably sent a chill down one’s spine: “You can ask me for help anytime, it’s only right that I do, you are mine.”
Sun Zhouyang chuckled lightly, his tone somewhat flippant: "Am I yours? I'm not some object, I'm just myself."
“That works too, since you’re mine anyway.” Pan Yang nodded and said, then glanced around the room: “Should the show continue? Or should I take you home?”
"It's pointless to stop recording, so thank you, Mr. Yuan."
By the time Jiang Yi arrived, Pan Yang had already left with Sun Zhouyang, leaving only a junior assistant behind. The junior assistant swallowed hard as he watched the hurried Jiang Yi.
"Didn't I tell you to keep an eye on him? Where is he? Where did he run off to?" Jiang Yi asked breathlessly, hands on her hips.
"President Yuan took Brother Sun away, and the recording is probably over. But President Yuan gave Brother Sun five million, which is much more than he would have earned from a variety show," the assistant said, while observing Jiang Yi's expression.
Jiang Yi took a deep breath, then gritted her teeth: "Alright, you can take a day off first. If you see anything online, tell me immediately."
"Yes, Sister Jiang!"
After Pan Yang and Sun Zhouyang arrived at the door, Sun Zhouyang looked at Pan Yang, who had no intention of getting out of the car, and said, "Aren't you going in for a bit?" As soon as he finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself; his words sounded a little strange.
"I'm not going. The meeting isn't over yet, so I need to go back first. I'm glad you're alright," Pan Yang said calmly, shaking his head.
"Oh, okay." Sun Zhouyang got out of the car, stared at Huanyang for a few seconds before slowly speaking: "Thank you for today. I was reckless today and I will be more careful in the future. I will find a way to pay back the breach of contract fee for this program."
“No penalty is required.” Pan Yang frowned, looked at Sun Zhouyang, and said seriously, “Zhouyang, you have enough talent and I don’t need to be so careful. You weren’t reckless today, and you don’t need to be careful in the future. Just be yourself.”
Sun Zhouyang was somewhat surprised to hear this, but felt a warmth in his heart. Jiang Yi had always told him to restrain himself and that many people had advised him to calm down and not make a scene, saying that things would get out of hand if they escalated.
It seems that only Fan Yang told him that he should just be himself and not act rashly, but he was indeed rash, the problem being that he just couldn't control his emotions.
Sun Zhouyang took a deep breath and nodded: "Okay, are you free to come to my house next Sunday? Just for a casual chat and a get-together, just the two of us."
Sun Zhouyang felt his heart was about to jump out of his chest. Time seemed to stand still at this moment. For him, even a few seconds of silence felt like centuries.
"Okay, remember to contact me if you need anything. I'll have my assistant send you some shows or something later. Just tell me which one you like."
"Okay, then you can continue with your work." It took Sun Zhouyang a long time to find his voice. If he refused any longer, he would be a little pretentious.
Pan Yang nodded, closed the car door, and started the car. Only when the car was completely out of sight did Sun Zhouyang walk into the house.
Pan Yang had just finished a meeting at the company and was sitting in his office dealing with those documents. To be honest, he didn't want to run this company at all. If it weren't for Sun Zhouyang, he probably would have already given up.
The secretary knocked on the door and came in, taking a deep breath before cautiously speaking, "Mr. Yuan, Miss has arrived and has been downstairs. May I ask what's wrong?"
"I won't see you." Pan Yang said almost without thinking.
"But she's been downstairs the whole time, which might not be very appropriate. Besides, Miss seems to be just a little spoiled. If we talk to her nicely, she should understand Mr. Yuan's good intentions," the secretary continued.
He had worked at the company for nearly twenty years, and you could say he had watched the two children grow up, so he cared about them to some extent.
Pan Yang took a deep breath, and was about to speak in rebuttal when the door was pushed open again.
"Brother, what have you done!" Yuan Qingyan rushed in almost like a madwoman, completely lacking her previous elegance, and even more like a resentful woman.
"You're keeping Sun Zhouyang as a mistress? You actually gave him my spot on that show! I'm your own sister! And Jia Qi was there too, you know how much I like him! You'd rather give it to a secret lover than give it to me!"
Yuan Qingyan's face was contorted in pain, and then she burst into tears, as if she had suffered a great injustice.
"And you even cut off my resources! How could you be so heartless? Am I still your own sister? Mom and Dad asked you to take care of me, and this is how you take care of me?"
The secretary was immediately embarrassed, as she had just spoken highly of President Yuan.
Pan Yang decisively put down his pen, silently applauded her, and said expressionlessly, "Well said, please continue."
Yuan Qingyan felt a lump in her throat and looked at Huan Yang in disbelief: "Brother! What's wrong with you! Have you been bewitched by that lunatic Sun Zhouyang?!"
"Yuan Qingyan." Upon hearing this, Pan Yang's eyes darkened and his tone turned somber. His dark eyes were devoid of any emotion as he stared at Yuan Qingyan as if she were a dead object: "You know very well what you've done. If you're brainless, go get treatment. Don't think I wouldn't dare to do anything to you."
You have to understand that the original owner gave everything to Yuan Qingyan, but in the end, she still raised an ungrateful child. Besides, the original owner didn't owe her anything, so why did she treat her like an ancestor?
"If you say Zhou Yang again, you can just quit the entertainment industry and not stay in the company anymore."
Yuan Qingyan felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at Huan Yang. She took a few steps back in disbelief. This man wasn't her brother. How could her brother say such a thing? Or had he changed? He wasn't as caring towards her as before.
Thinking of this, Yuan Qingyan wiped away her tears, put on a strong look, and said firmly, "Whatever, I, Yuan Qingyan, can live without you. I just hope that my brother won't be deceived by someone and end up with nothing." After saying that, she turned and left, looking very dashing.
All Pan Yang could say was, "Is this guy crazy? I'm speechless." Then he looked at his secretary very solemnly and said, "From now on, whenever she comes into the office, you will accompany her when she leaves the company."
The secretary nodded hurriedly upon hearing this. Yuan Qingyan had really been being unreasonable just now. When would Miss finally understand?
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com