The concert was a great success in a sense, and the videos spread like wildfire online. Sun Zhouyang has become really popular this time, and not in a negative way.
Yuan Qingyan stayed at home, looking at the various messages on her phone. She was really on the verge of a breakdown. Those people didn't want her at all. Why didn't they want her? She was so beautiful and worked so hard.
As soon as Huan Yang finished work and stepped out of the office building, Yuan Qingyan appeared quickly and grabbed his arm: "Brother, I really understand, I really know I was wrong, please, I know how hard you worked before."
"Brother, I won't make a fuss anymore. Let's make up. If Mom and Dad were here, they definitely wouldn't want us to be fighting." Yuan Qingyan wiped away her tears. "It's okay. Even if you don't forgive me, it's okay. I'll slowly change!"
She turned and left before Pan Yang could speak, her attitude resolute.
Then, unsurprisingly, a large number of photos circulated online, and various marketing accounts promoted the story with very consistent content, shocking everyone by claiming that Yuan Qingyan was actually Yuan Panyang's biological sister.
However, Pan Yang didn't care. It was indeed a fact, and no matter how much you argued about it, it was there.
After Yuan Qingyan's identity was exposed, some small directors and programs started to approach her, but she didn't like them at all. As for those big productions, she auditioned, but she didn't pass any of them. Some people didn't even let her audition.
Pan Yang looked at the information online but ultimately ignored it. Since it was nothing serious and no one was cursing him, he didn't care.
Inside the meeting room, Pan Yang had just finished a meeting and opened his phone to see a message from Sun Zhouyang.
Are you free now?
Pan Yang typed while scrolling across the screen: "Are you free? Want to see me? Where are you?"
Upon seeing this reply, Sun Zhouyang coughed awkwardly twice and replied, "A date, right now downstairs at your company? Isn't that a bit too sudden?"
"No, wait for me." Pan Yang closed the phone chat window, glanced at the time and it was already four o'clock in the afternoon, then looked at his secretary: "Leave work early today, go home."
After saying that, he got up and prepared to go downstairs.
Sun Zhouyang looked at the message from Pan Yang, then glanced at the crazy messages flooding the screen from Jiang Yi, and silently turned off his phone. Out of sight, out of mind. Shouldn't he be resting after just finishing a concert? Why are they in such a hurry to contact him to participate in those activities?
He soon spotted Pan Yang and couldn't help but jog over, whistling a roguish tune: "President Yuan, so eager to come down for an appointment? I wonder who's so lucky to have caught your eye."
Seeing his frivolous behavior, Pan Yang took a step back in compliance and said expressionlessly, "Please have some self-respect. I'm looking for my boyfriend."
"Boyfriend." Sun Zhouyang raised an eyebrow, took Pan Yang's hand, and seemed to intentionally scratch his palm: "I wonder what President Yuan's boyfriend's name is?"
"Zhou Yang." Just as Pan Yang finished speaking, a scream rang in his ears.
"Yuan Panyang, why don't you just die!" Suddenly, Yuan Qingyan appeared out of nowhere with a knife in her hand and stabbed straight at Panyang.
Sun Zhouyang almost reflexively pulled Pan Yang behind him, grunted, and the next second Yuan Qingyan was knocked aside.
"Are you alright?" Sun Zhouyang asked, enduring the pain. Blood was flowing uncontrollably from his abdomen, staining a patch of his clothes red.
"It's okay, you don't need to block my way," Pan Yang said, taking out his phone to dial 120.
"You've always helped me before, so I should at least help you out, Mr. Yuan, and fulfill my duties as a boyfriend."
Pan Yang frowned as he listened to his words. After dialing 120, he hung up and looked at Yuan Qingyan, who was standing to the side in a daze. He spoke in a cold tone, even with a hint of murderous intent.
“Yuan Qingyan, I will hire a lawyer to sue you. You can forget about the family property. You should be glad that the law is protecting you now.”
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Yuan Qingyan shouted, covering her ears, almost hysterically: "It's all because of you! I clearly had a bright future, I could have become a movie queen! And Jia Qi is ignoring me now, all because of you, because of your suppression, you never treated me like a real sister!"
“I have never suppressed you.” Huan Yang looked at her, his eyes devoid of any emotion. “Yuan Qingyan, see you in court.” He did not continue to explain. In fact, if Yuan Qingyan were truly capable, those directors would not have refused to work with her. So it was all because of her own actions.
Inside the hospital, Sun Zhouyang lay unconscious on the hospital bed due to excessive blood loss. Pan Yang sat by the bedside, fiddling with his phone, but in his mind he was constantly chatting with 001.
001: "Host, you don't need to worry. Zhou Yang is not in any danger."
"I know."
"Then what are you thinking, host?" 001 asked, puzzled. It had been watching as Ban Yang flipped through his phone so many times that it was practically falling apart, with the same two screens constantly switching back and forth.
"Is it almost dawn?" Pan Yang looked out the window. The sun was just about to set. 001 knew he was talking about real life.
“Host, it’s still early,” 001 said.
"It's getting late..."
001: "Host, I feel like something's off about you. By the way, will Jiang Suonan really keep his promise? He was raised by Master since he was a child."
Pan Yang shook his head: "I don't know, so I'm gambling, but I have to win."
Zhou Yang frowned, as if he had dreamt of something terrible. Then he slowly opened his eyes and looked at Fan Yang, his emotions undisguised. He said softly, "You've worked hard."
Pan Yang looked at him and gave him a faint smile: "Would you like some water?"
"No need." Zhou Yang naturally noticed Huan Yang's cheerful mood and squeezed Huan Yang's hand: "Huan Yang, do whatever you want. I will always believe in you. Also, I really like the stars and the moon, even though I don't remember them at all..."
“I remember.” Pan Yang said seriously, “It’s good that I remember.” Just like when he had forgotten Zhou Yang before, it didn’t matter what Zhou Yang did, as long as one person remembered. Even if they both forgot, it didn’t matter, they were destined to be each other’s.
Zhou Yang took a deep breath: "To be honest, I'm very curious about what happened to you after you left me. Can you tell me about it after everything is over?"
"Okay." Pan Yang nodded, paused for a moment, and then continued, "And you? What have you been through?"
"Me?" Zhou Yang smiled and shook his head. "I didn't go through anything. Jiang Qingyan couldn't let me die, so in a sense, he took good care of me."
001 fell silent. Ever since it was invented, it had practically watched Zhou Yang being experimented on, but Jiang Qingyan wouldn't treat him well; basically, as long as he wasn't killed, it didn't matter...
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