Chapter 6
Lu Zixi was a little dizzy from drinking. When people drink too much, they become bolder. He almost asked why you were here too, but suddenly he remembered that Banshan Qinyuan seemed to be the property of the Yan family.
...So, sorry, if you have money you can really do whatever you want.
You can't blame others for always running into you. After all, the land you go to belongs to them.
Lu Zixi swallowed his words and continued to stare at Yan Yunzhen. He tried to steady himself, looked carefully, and confirmed that this was the 28-year-old Yan Yunzhen.
The 28-year-old Yan Yunzhen stood there against the light, his figure was as tall and handsome as ever, but compared with ten years ago, the muscles on his shoulders and back were more obvious, and he had lost the youthfulness of a young man and gained the steadiness that only belongs to men.
But even after he saw the person clearly, the 18-year-old face sealed in his memory kept flashing in front of Lu Zixi's eyes, even covering up Yan Yunzhen's current appearance, so that he, who was drunk, could hardly distinguish between illusion and reality.
Yan Yunzhen Yan Yunzhen...
This name lingered in his mind, as if it had a kind of magic that deeply imprinted Yan Yunzhen's appearance in Lu Zixi's mind.
"What's wrong with you?" Yan Yunzhen still frowned, "Did you drink too much?"
Lu Zixi just stared at him.
Yan Yunzhen believed that he rarely gave in in a stare-down confrontation. It was a matter of momentum, but facing the person in front of him, he failed to hold on to the end.
Like fleeing in panic.
Just like he thought he rarely meddles in other people's affairs, but he seemed to find it difficult to let go of the affairs of the person in front of him.
Seeing this person reminded him of Lu Zixi in the past. When he drank too much, he would stare at one place and stare hard, and no one could pull him away. Yan Yunzhen was very puzzled at first, until one day he also drank too much and realized that it was because of dizziness. Turning your perspective can easily make you feel dizzy. The person in front of him was also using the same method to bear the dizziness. His eyes were almost blurry and out of focus, but he was still holding on.
If it were just this, Yan Yunzhen might not feel anything, but this person was looking at Yan Yunzhen's eyes. He had been staring at himself with that clear gaze, and his slightly red eye sockets and misty eyes, under the influence of alcohol, seemed to have suffered unspeakable grievances. He was like a wounded little animal at the bottom of a hunter's pit, staring at his last salvation with the purest eyes in the world for a long time, and even the hardest and coldest people's hearts could not help but soften.
"Are you uncomfortable?" After looking at each other for a moment, Yan Yunzhen finally couldn't hold back and asked softly.
Lu Zixi nodded, then shook his head.
"Get a hangover medicine and a glass of grape juice," Yan Yunzhen understood and turned around to instruct, "And get a cold towel, not too cold."
Although Yan Yunzhen spoke in a low voice, his voice had a unique magnetism. Even in the chaotic crowd, many people cast inquiring glances in his direction.
The hotel manager who came along was so shocked when he received the order that his jaw dropped. Everyone knew that Young Master Yan was cold-hearted and he might not even be so gentle to his father. How could he be so caring towards a small character who none of them knew and could only accompany them drinking at the table?
How much face is this?
Yan Yunzhen frowned again, and the manager immediately understood that he felt he was too slow, so he quickly ordered his men to get the things, while he tactfully left to greet the chaotic crowd over there.
"You... stop frowning." Lu Zixi stared at him for a while and suddenly said dissatisfiedly, "You frown... it doesn't look good."
Yan Yunzhen was stunned, while Zhao Zhiping next to him was terrified: "What are you talking about here after getting drunk? Get back here!"
"Are you his agent?" Yan Yunzhen finally turned his gaze to Zhao Zhiping, his tone cold and full of suspicion, "Is this the tone Changxing's agent uses to talk to his artists?"
Zhao Zhiping never expected that Yan Yunzhen would actually attack him for Lu Zixi. He was stunned on the spot: "Hey, I..."
Yan Yunzhen was just about to frown out of habit when he suddenly felt a gentle force on his brow.
"I told you not to frown, but you just wouldn't listen..." Lu Zixi muttered, and pushed his brows away with his warm fingers without hesitation. "I told you it's not good-looking, it will give you wrinkles..."
Ten years ago, there was also a person who would make a fuss whenever he saw him frowning. I told him that this was not okay, because he was an artist and frowning all the time would cause forehead wrinkles. He had to take care of his face and have some professional ethics, okay!
He remembered asking at that time, "Do you like this face?"
The man laughed ostentatiously, slapped him on the back of the head, and told him to get out, saying that even if he liked men, he didn't like big ice cubes like him!
Yan Yunzhen suddenly felt empty in his heart.
Then there was the same feeling of helplessness.
This kid is quite courageous and is not afraid of him.
He grabbed Lu Zixi's hand that was causing trouble and was about to pull it down when the sound of breaking glass suddenly came from the box. The situation that had just been stabilized was thrown into chaos again.
"That kid! Bastard—" Liu Qingming roared, his voice trembling, "He's a monster, a monster!"
Lu Zixi was pushed forward a few steps by the crowd who were dodging outwards, with his wrist still held by Yan Yunzhen, and he accidentally fell into his arms.
When Yan Yunzhen saw Liu Qingming rushing out of the door, he turned around, stretched out his hand, and protected Lu Zixi behind him.
He couldn't explain why he did this, but protecting this person was like an instinct engraved in his muscles. Before he could make a clear judgment, the action came out.
Liu Qingming was furious, with his hands on his hips. Just as he was about to continue yelling, he suddenly widened his eyes in shock and couldn't say a word. His breathing stagnated and he started coughing.
As soon as the red envelope effect wore off, Liu Qingming returned to normal. After the initial lingering fear, he found that everything just now was an illusion, and he suddenly became furious. He had lost such a big person, and originally planned to find Lu Zixi to ask for an explanation, but who knew that when the door opened, the person who appeared in front of him was Yan Yunzhen, who was so intimidating just by standing there without even anger that made people feel timid.
That is the innate aura of a superior.
Lu Zixi was hidden tightly behind him, and only a thin white wrist could be seen, showing through Yan Yunzhen's fingers. That person was like his protective umbrella, making people feel intimidated.
"This, Young Master Yan..." Liu Qingming's eyes widened. It took him a while to process the sudden appearance of Yan Yunzhen, who was still protecting the monster, and he stammered, "The boy behind you, he..."
"He's my friend." Yan Yunzhen calmly continued, "Excuse me, Mr. Liu, what can I do for you?"
The whole place was dead silent.
Yan Yunzhen, the Yan family whose stomping of the foot could shake the entire business world and most of the entertainment industry, actually came out to support a little-known artist who has no fame at all?
Young Master Yan actually said that this was his friend?
This is too incredible!
The expressions of the crowd changed from surprise and vigilance to sympathy for Liu Qingming.
Everyone knows that Yuanhong Media has a reputation within the industry for protecting its own artists. No matter what happens, no matter who is right or wrong, they will do their utmost to protect their artists and provide them with the best possible treatment. This is why the previous job-hopping incidents so angered the top management. This habit was cultivated by Yan Yuanhong.
Because all the members of the Yan family have the same problem, which is protecting their own people.
If this young artist is really Yan Yunzhen's friend and Liu Qingming offended him, then Liu Qingming would be in real trouble.
"I...I..." Liu Qingming was obviously very clear about this, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Crushing a small ant like Lu Zixi is just a matter of a word, but as for Yan Yunzhen and the Yan family behind him, even if he wants to make the slightest move, it will be as futile as a mayfly trying to shake a big tree.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help swallowing and laughed dryly: "Nothing, haha, nice to meet you, nice to meet you, you are really a talented young man."
Everyone watched Liu Qingming lying with his eyes open, but no one dared to say a word.
"Is everything alright here?" Yan Yunzhen glanced at the crowd and said, "Manager Ma, I'll leave the aftermath to you."
With the help of the waiter next to him, Lu Zixi had already taken the hangover medicine with grape juice. With a scarf hanging around his neck, he looked confused and lost.
Yan Yunzhen looked at him and inexplicably wanted to laugh.
He waited for Lu Zixi to ask him why, but there was actually no reason. He always did things based on his mood. His life motto was that God is the boss and he is the second. Money can't buy his happiness.
Sure enough, Lu Zixi spoke.
"Why are you helping me?" Lu Zixi, who was obviously completely drunk, pointed at Yan Yunzhen and asked, "Are you concerned about me?"
"You are drunk." Yan Yunzhen didn't expect that he would be bold enough to ask a second question. He was stunned, retracted the smile in his eyes, and said calmly.
"Yan! Yun! Zhen!" Lu Zixi glared. "I'm only as drunk as the Yellow River! How can you guess my alcohol tolerance?"
When the arrogant voice of "Young Master" came out, Yan Yunzhen almost couldn't control the strength of holding his wrist.
It looks like it, really like it.
It's like it's inexplicable...
"Why did you come here today?" Yan Yunzhen changed the subject, his tone still calm, "Whatever resources you want, I'll give them to you. Stay away from those people."
Lu Zixi looked at him for a long time and suddenly smiled.
"Everyone go back to your own home, each to your own mother—" He shouted, and was immediately pulled away by Zhao Zhiping, who had been terrified all night. Before leaving, he winked at Yan Yunzhen and whispered, "I don't care about you, young master."
There was still a trace of the man's slightly high temperature from drinking between his fingers.
Yan Yunzhen rubbed his fingers uncomfortably, lowered his head, and avoided looking at the man's back.
The phone in his pocket rang, and he took a look. It was Song Yang.
"All the information about Lu Wenqi since his debut has been sorted out," Song Yang explained. "It has been sent to your personal email address. Please check it."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work."
Yan Yunzhen hung up the phone, ignored the wishes of others present to continue chatting, and strode away.
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