The curtains were drawn open, and the morning light streamed in through the window, covering most of the messy room. Fine, scattered dust particles floated in the soft, brilliant light, and the room was peaceful and quiet.

Shen Bie sat on the edge of the bed with his upper body naked, the light and darkness clearly divided his tight and firm abdomen, which rose and fell slightly with the man's breathing.

The purple bruises and several bloody wounds on the skin were blurred in the bright light, and Shen Bie's heavy eyes were hidden in the darkness.

"Give Xiaoci a call. He must be very worried."

A cool and gentle voice was heard, and a tall and thin man in a white shirt entered the room, holding a pair of scissors in his hand, trimming the gauze skillfully and quickly.

His handsome face was cold and indifferent, and his eyes looked at Shen Bie without any emotion.

"Hmm."

Shen Bie responded casually, walked barefoot to take out his cell phone, and called his brother while standing by the window.

The morning light came towards him, casting a very thin layer of brilliance on Shen Bie's handsome outline. Mo Sheng lost his concentration and almost cut his own flesh accidentally.

He gathered his thoughts, patted Shen Biekuan on the shoulder, and dealt with the matter in a businesslike manner.

Shen Bie lowered his eyes and glanced at Mo Sheng, then sat back on the edge of the bed tacitly, raised his arms with a calm expression.

Mo Sheng half-knelt on the ground, cleaning, applying medicine, and bandaging the gash on Shen Biejin's thin waist.

It was a knife wound, but not deep.

The call was connected quickly, and Shen Bie's face softened and brightened a lot, and he spoke in a low voice to his brother on the phone.

"Uncle Lu took you home? Does your face still hurt?"

"It's nothing. Doctor Mo is here and is treating my wound."

"I didn't have time to kill him, so he ran away."

"Did I scare you?" Shen Bie suddenly chuckled, his lips showing his doting expression: "Brother, I'm fine. Go to sleep."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Bie's brows slowly wrinkled in pain, and he gently stroked Mo Sheng's hair.

"Brother Sheng, can't you be gentler when applying the medicine? It's already quite - hiss!"

"If it hurts, don't fight next time." Mo Sheng poked the wound indifferently and threw away the blood-stained disinfectant cotton swab.

Shen Bie smiled helplessly. Mo Sheng would get angry every time he treated his wounds. He was used to it.

Although he was the Shen family's family doctor, Mo Sheng had very little work in the Shen family, and nine out of ten times it was because Shen Bie was injured in a fight.

After a few interactions, the most violent person in the Shen family became familiar with the cold and aloof private doctor.

Shen Bie was bored and his eyes involuntarily drifted to Mo Sheng, who was concentrating on applying medicine to the knife wound.

Doctor Mo's hair is very black, which makes his extremely cold skin look even paler, with only a hint of bright pink on his fingertips and joints, which is very consistent with his cold and distant personality.

"Several stools are broken. Who did you fight with last night?" Mo Sheng asked casually.

Shen Bie was furious when he thought of Wen Ran: "Don't mention that idiot, it's so annoying..."

"I used a trick to stop that college student, but now he's back at me again, haunting me!"

"You stabbed me with a knife last night? I really regret not beating him to death! Brother Sheng, this is it, it hurts so much."

Shen Bie seemed to be unsatisfied and was waiting for Mo Sheng to ask more so that he could continue to complain and sell himself out.

But Mo Sheng stopped talking. He didn't want to know more.

Faint traces of old scars could be seen on the firm and smooth muscles. Mo Sheng's slightly cool fingers brushed across them casually, and his eyes lingered there, unwilling to leave.

At least he was the only one who had touched every scar on this body and remembered them clearly.

An indescribable tingling and sour feeling arose in his heart, but he suppressed it as much as possible in his deepest eyes, and Mo Sheng stood up calmly.

"Before you stop taking the medicine, you can't drink alcohol or smoke, and avoid spicy food or cold food. Do you remember that?"

Shen Bie put away his anger obediently, looked up at Mo Sheng and curled his lips lazily: "I know."

Mo Sheng was startled, avoided his gaze, turned around, picked up the first aid box and prepared to leave.

"Brother Sheng, you want to go home? I'll take you there." Shen Bie also stood up: "Can I borrow your suit jacket? I've got a scratch on it."

Mo Sheng threw it to him without even turning his head: "I drove here by myself."

Just as he was about to push the door, his thin wrist was grabbed tightly. Mo Sheng looked back with a slightly surprised look.

The hot-tempered young master, who was usually fierce and aggressive, showed a rare look of fatigue, which was only barely noticeable in the corners of his eyebrows and eyes.

Shen Bie smiled apologetically: "Then can you please give me a ride, Brother Sheng? I haven't slept all night and don't want to drive."

***

Shen Ci threw the phone away, rolled sideways, and rolled precisely into Lu Xiao's arms.

"It sounds like no one was murdered... What happened to Wen Ran? Uncle, can you help me check it out?" He hugged Lu Xiao's waist, tilted his head back and blinked like a puppy.

"Well, close your eyes and go to sleep first." Lu Xiao said in a low, perfunctory voice.

Intimacy in the early morning is always the most difficult, especially when the boyfriend is so reckless and flirting with him.

Lu Xiao resisted the urge to tear Shen Xiao apart and eat him, and stretched out his hand to force Shen Ci to close his eyes.

Lu Xiao pushed Shen Ci into his arms a little roughly, and patted his shoulders gently, coaxing the child to sleep.

Shen Ci was forced to fall asleep for no apparent reason: ???

Well, let him sleep. He is the best at sleeping.

Before he knew it, it was already noon. When Shen Ci rubbed his eyes and sat up, there was no one around him.

There was a scribbled note on the bedside table, which said briefly: Someone will deliver lunch at noon.

It's obvious that it was written by Lu Xiao. He must have gone to work.

Someone took care of the important matter of eating, and Shen Ci lay down again comfortably, lying on the bed playing with his phone.

He swung his legs and opened Weibo, and saw a familiar face in a post on the homepage.

The photos were some secretly taken photos, and there were also some photos of a beautiful woman holding the arm of a young girl. Shen Ci recognized at a glance that the girl was the one who had been pestering Lu Xiao last night.

"Mrs. Yang had an affair with a young man, who turned out to be a mistress...Daughter accidentally got pregnant with a young man's child, and had a miscarriage and fell into a coma after a car accident...The Yang Group's stock price plummeted due to the negative news."

Shen Ci read out every word and sentence, his pupils gradually dilating.

It turns out that the girl was not talking nonsense, she was really pregnant. She actually wanted Lu Xiao to be the scapegoat?

But how did she get into a car accident? Even though she was a little upset, it was still tragic that she ended up in such a miserable state.

Shen Ci sighed, and like all the other onlookers, he walked away, turning his attention to other news.

Soon someone knocked on the door and Brother Zhang came in carrying a lunch box. The sign was that of a Korean restaurant that Shen Ci loved to eat at the most.

"Brother, why are you the one delivering it?" Shen Ci quickly took it.

Brother Zhang put his arm around his shoulders and walked to the restaurant: "What's the matter, you don't want to?"

Shen Ci smiled flatteringly: "No way. Brother Zhang is wise and brave, and he speaks well. I really like being with you."

"Why does this flattery smell so much like corn?" Brother Zhang, who was setting the table, laughed.

Speaking of grits, Shen Ci immediately thought of Zhen Da, who had delivered the drugged juice yesterday.

As a result, his brother drank it by mistake and beat up Zhen Da's boss, getting revenge.

"That Zhen Da, when can you leave?"

Shen Ci complained bitterly, feeling nervous just thinking about working with him.

Brother Zhang: "Already gone, took a flight this morning."

Shen Ci was at a loss: "Ah?"

How can happiness come so suddenly...

Brother Zhang smiled and rubbed Shen Ci's messy hair: "Last night, he was dragged into an alley by a few drunkards and beaten up. When the police came, his face was swollen like a pig's head. How could he go on stage? He went home to recuperate. Maybe he needs surgery on his face."

Shen Ci ruffled his hair. Zhen Da was also so unlucky? This was not right.

Could it be that Lu Xiao is behind this again... Shen Ci frowned, it seemed that the warning he gave last night was not effective.

"Don't make wild guesses. They all brought this upon themselves. They will suffer the consequences if they do evil." Brother Zhang spoke casually, lowering his head to help Shen Ci mix his cold noodles. "Go wash up. It's time to eat."

"...Oh." Shen Ci then remembered that he had forgotten to wash up. He covered his mouth awkwardly and quickly left the dining table.

Brother Zhang raised his head, glanced at his back, smiled and sighed.

Even though he stopped acting like a young master and became much more well-behaved, Shen Ci was still silly and his attention was easily diverted.

Maybe... Lu Xiao protected Shen Ci too well, so he had very little to worry about.

Even if he said nothing, Lu Xiao would pick the stars and the moon for him, not to mention that someone wanted to harm Shen Ci.

If the kid suffered the slightest injustice, Lu Xiao would return it tenfold or a hundredfold. Brother Zhang was not surprised when he learned about Zhen Da and Yang Yan's affair.

But if Lu Xiao gets bored one day and falls in love with someone else, then wouldn't the spoiled Xiao Ci be doomed?

Brother Zhang suddenly felt a little worried.

"Hmm - it smells so good!" Shen Ci came back from the bathroom, raised his head exaggeratedly and took a deep sniff.

Shen Ci came over in a hurry to eat and almost tripped over the dining chair, which scared Brother Zhang.

"Eat quickly." Brother Zhang pulled out the slightly heavy dining chair, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Okay!"

Shen Ci started using his chopsticks before he even had the chance to sit down. Soon his cheeks were stuffed full of food, making him look like a hamster, and a hamster that had been hungry for eight hundred years.

Brother Zhang couldn't help but reach out and flick the little tuft of hair on the back of his head, but Shen Ci was busy eating and didn't notice.

Under normal circumstances, I might have taken revenge by baring my teeth and hitting him hard on the back of his hand with my hairpin.

Zhang Ge's mother's filter suddenly broke out, pink bubbles appeared in her heart, and she wanted to grab Shen Ci and beat him up.

Xiaoci is such a cute kid, how could Lu Xiao be so blind as to abandon him! This is complete nonsense!

***

The live broadcast in the afternoon was held on the Qinggua platform. Most of the main actors of the film had arrived, but the foreign actors could only be seen after they arrived in Country H.

Except for the two screen newcomers Shen Ci and Lu An, all the others who were able to enter Min Shoubei's script were heavyweight big names.

Without waiting for Brother Zhang to remind him, Shen Ci took the initiative to greet and talk to the seniors.

Lu An was a quiet person and had no one to accompany him, so Shen Ci simply dragged him along to introduce himself everywhere and ask for help.

The two of them earned a lot of good impressions with their humble and polite appearance. Who doesn’t like a humble young man who looks good and cute and likes to flatter others?

The entire live broadcast was actually a casual tea party, where the creative team just answered questions from the host and the audience, ate and drank a little, and earned some sponsorship fees.

Shen Ci still displayed the spirit of a vase, sitting at the edge in a Buddhist manner. Apart from looking up and smiling, he just kept eating, trying his best not to compete with the big guys for the spotlight and become the number one salted fish.

There is really no need to compete for fame with these big names. If the newcomer Shen Ci, who is still known as a vase, grabs too much attention, it will inevitably make the seniors feel uncomfortable. After filming starts, it is Shen Ci himself who will be embarrassed.

Min Shoubei was well aware of this and had long ago instructed the host not to ask too many questions to the two newcomers. It didn't matter if the live broadcast didn't please Shen Ci's fans, as it was just a promotion for the movie.

Halfway through the live broadcast, the actress sitting next to Shen Ci laughed quietly: "Xiao Shen has been eating so happily, crunching like a little hamster. I am hungry just by listening to him."

This is last year’s movie queen. I can’t just ignore her when she talks to me.

Shen Ci swallowed the dried fruit he had chewed in his mouth, and with an awkward smile, handed her a handful of crab roe melon seeds: "Because the nuts at Sanmao's are really delicious! Sister Tang is too thin, so don't bear the hunger. Do you want to eat something?"

Tang Yingying swallowed her saliva calmly, and took it with a curved lip: "Thank you then."

The host took the opportunity to say: "Whatever Xiaoci eats looks especially delicious. Last time, every item she promoted was sold out in seconds. She is really good at promoting products through food broadcasting."

"It's mainly thanks to my childhood friend. I'm just a ruthless food tasting machine." Shen Ci simply made a heart shape with his hands and winked at the camera in a cute way. Just as he was about to lower his head to continue eating, he found that everyone was looking at him.

Shen Ci's smile froze. Could it be that everyone was attracted by the snacks in his hand? Well...

Shen Ci had no choice but to smile attentively and give away the bag of macadamia nuts he had just pried open with a painful heart, not wanting to offend the big guys, even the host.

"Wow, Xiao Shen is really thoughtful!" The host followed the trend and guided: "The ones that are peeled by others are the most fragrant."

Shen Ci forced a smile and said, "As long as everyone enjoys their meal..."

Everyone started eating happily. The barrage of comments suddenly became lively, and many large rewards were given out.

"Wait, how did this suddenly become a food show? Brothers and sisters, please let go of the office animals who are still slacking off!"

"I'm hungry... Let's be frank, put up the purchase link now!"

"Shen Ci looked so content and happy while eating. Is it really that delicious? I'll go buy some right away!"

"I also want to eat the fruit that my son opened with his own hands! You and I under the lemon tree..."

“…”

Min Shoubei looked at the people around him, then looked at his own number, and counted silently, and found that they were the same number.

He immediately became unhappy and picked up one with a sour face and ate it.

"Dad, this is for you." Shen Ci pushed a small plate over. It was filled with various peeled nuts and was beautifully presented.

Shen Ci's heart was bleeding. He had spent a long time putting this together. He was going to take a photo and send it to his uncle later...

But Min Shoubei didn't look very happy, so Shen Ci could only try to please him first and then reinstall the system later.

As expected, Min Shoubei's pupils trembled. He said "hmm" coldly and took it.

The host joked: "Sure enough, Xiao Shen still prefers his father. Having such a well-behaved and obedient child is really enviable. Hey, Yingying, I remember you also have a child. Is he as well-behaved as Xiao Shen?"

Tang Yingying immediately started to complain, and the live broadcast room was brought into interesting parent-child topics, and the atmosphere of the live broadcast became more and more heated.

Min Shoubei silently picked up several nuts and ate them. The screenwriter sitting next to him smiled and wanted to take one, but Min Shoubei slapped his hand away.

The screenwriter had never seen such a stingy Min Shoubei: ???

"Let your son peel it off for you." Min Shoubei whispered, with a hint of boasting in his childish words.

Screenwriter: "...You are showing off!"

The host had good control over the situation and the topics were focused on the senior actors.

Shen Ci only paid attention to these two or three minutes during the one and a half hour live broadcast, and he thought he did not steal the limelight from the big boss.

As a result, only Shen Ci became a hot topic.

The next morning, while sitting in the terminal lounge, waiting for the early flight to Country H, Shen Ci's fingers were trembling slightly as he scrolled through Weibo.

Hot search number one: Shen Ci ate dried fruits and sold out overnight

Hot search No. 3: Annual sales king Shen Ci's performance summary

Hot search No. 7: Director Min: Let your son peel it for you

Shen Ci completely doubted life: "..."

During the live broadcast, he huddled in a corner to eat snacks, obviously to be a transparent salted fish... Why did it still become the number one trending search!

He really didn't become famous on purpose...