Early the next morning, a massive wave had already surged across the internet, with an explosive post occupying various entertainment headlines.
[The true face of a certain rising star turns out to be this, and a wealthy tycoon has been deceived!] The title attracted countless onlookers and gossip enthusiasts.
Inside the post were a few groundless pictures and a video of Song Wenwen crying. The clips were edited to remove the beginning and the end, accompanied by a vague and ambiguous caption, successfully making Liu Lanci look like an ultimate scumbag who deceived young girls.
The comment section exploded, with people shouting that Liu Lanci had terrible character and demanding that he get kicked out of the entertainment circle.
Some even bluntly stated that Liu Lanci was a scumbag playing two fields at once, using his good looks to hook up with people.
“Damn, this completely shatters my worldview.”
“Goodness, this little celebrity is so awesome! He holds a wealthy tycoon in the palm of his hand, yet he still cheats by getting a girlfriend and then dumps her for money?”
“Brother upstairs, you are too naive. The little celebrity just cheated to get the money and didn’t give it to his girlfriend. When the spoils weren’t divided evenly, aren’t they just biting each other now?”
At the Shen Corporation, Shen Nanxian looked at the phone handed to him by his assistant, his expression gloomy.
“Boss, look.” The assistant looked at Shen Nanxian with trepidation, feeling a lingering unease in his heart.
Shen Nanxian instructed in a cold voice, “Delete all those posts and contact the media companies to blacklist the person spreading the rumors.”
“Yes.”
“Also, upload everything related to Song Wenwen. Doesn’t she like utilizing public opinion? Then let her taste the flavor of the backlash.” Shen Nanxian’s gaze was as bone-chillingly cold as an ice cellar.
Song Wenwen had not only troubled Liu Lanci time and time again, but she had also plotted and framed Liu Lanci. He had long since kept a tally of this debt, and now he would return it all to her together.
He only hoped that Liu Lanci would wake up late, preferably after he had finished handling everything, because otherwise, seeing those posts would surely be a blow Liu Lanci couldn’t withstand. He might even burst into tears.
“Yes.”
The assistant hurriedly accepted the order and left, afraid of angering Shen Nanxian. Shen Nanxian was notoriously cold-blooded and ruthless. Who knew what that woman was aiming for? Did she want to reach the Western Paradise early?
Shen Nanxian tossed his computer aside and walked over to the floor-to-ceiling window. His brows were deeply furrowed, and his handsome face revealed a chill that made anyone who looked at it feel creeped out.
System 222 came over to report on its work, and upon seeing its host looking like this, it intended to turn around and leave, but it was still a step too late.
Shen Nanxian’s voice rang out: “222, I have an important task to assign to you.”
System 222 immediately trotted over and said ingratiatingly, “Host, what are your orders?”
When Liu Lanci woke up and checked his phone, he discovered that it was already past twelve o’clock in the noon. Having gone to sleep too late last night, he had also woken up late today. A sticky note was pasted on the bedside table.
“Darling, the company has an urgent matter that requires me to rush over and handle it. Go ahead and eat first, and I will be back as quickly as possible.”
Liu Lanci rubbed his sleep-heavy eyes, yawned, and muttered, “It is rare to have a peaceful afternoon. I should watch a horror movie after lunch.”
Liu Lanci went to the home theater, took out his phone to cast the projection, and selected a newly released horror movie titled The Corpse’s Summation.
The movie began.
A piercing, miserable scream echoed throughout the entire room, giving Liu Lanci a sudden start. He hugged his arms tightly, and goosebumps broke out all over his body.
Liu Lanci looked at the screen as the pitch-black scene gradually grew brighter.
Several dead skeletons appeared in the movie.
The scene shifted into a bloody spectacle.
A relatively young girl walked out of the room, pushed open the kitchen door, took out a fruit knife, and cut a rope. Strangely enough, the rope actually began to bleed.
After the movie ended, Liu Lanci still hadn’t fully recovered. His heart was beating rapidly, thump, thump, thump.
He clutched his chest and panted, his face as pale as paper. Sweat beaded on his forehead, and his back was damp and sticky, soaking his clothes right through.
Once a horror movie like this was filmed well and one immersed themselves in it, it felt just like the real thing, making people tremble with fright.
He walked out of the home theater just as Shen Nanxian returned. He jogged over and hugged Shen Nanxian.
“Nanxian, you’re finally back! When I was watching the movie earlier, I was so scared. I thought those corpses were alive, it scared me to death!” Liu Lanci said, holding onto Shen Nanxian tightly.
Shen Nanxian gently stroked Liu Lanci’s hair: “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, I am here. Next time, I will watch it with you.”
Liu Lanci leaned into Shen Nanxian’s embrace, inhaling the familiar scent on him, and his heart immediately calmed down a lot.
“What happened at the company? Why did you have to go in person and come back so late?”
“A client had a temporary issue arise, so I went to resolve it.”
Shen Nanxian picked Liu Lanci up and smiled as he said: “Alright, you must be hungry! I will go prepare lunch, and you behave and wait for me in the room.”
“Okay.”
Liu Lanci lay in bed, browsing shows on his iPad while Shen Nanxian prepared ingredients in the kitchen, expertly stir-frying vegetables as a rich aroma filled the air.
Not long after, a pot of brightly colored, appetizing pork rib, corn, and lotus root soup along with six dishes were set out on the table. Shen Nanxian sat down by the table, picked up the soup he had brewed, gently blew on it, and took a sip.
It was fragrant without being greasy, and the taste was wonderful. Only then did Shen Nanxian feel reassured to go call Liu Lanci for lunch.
Hearing Shen Nanxian’s call, Liu Lanci hurriedly tossed the iPad onto the bedside table, quickly slipped into his slippers, and ran over to the dining room.
“How is it?”
“So delicious, thank you, darling.” Liu Lanci took a sip of the soup first, then took the chopsticks from Shen Nanxian’s hand, picked up a piece of braised pork belly, and popped it into his mouth, chewing a few times.
“The flavor really is wonderful. I didn’t expect my boyfriend to be so good at cooking.”
“Of course, I am an all-around talent. Besides, I am your husband, not your boyfriend.” Shen Nanxian looked triumphantly at his wife, his gaze as gentle as water.
“Right, I still have a gift for you.”
“What is it?”
Shen Nanxian pulled a box out of his pocket, handed it to Liu Lanci, and said mysteriously, “Open it and see if you like it.”
“Oh, this is what?” Liu Lanci opened the packaging in surprise, only to see a necklace resting quietly inside, featuring a bell completely encrusted with diamonds in the center, with exceptionally exquisite cutting and design.
Liu Lanci looked blankly at the necklace. Wearing a bell necklace, why did it feel a bit strange?
“Silly, what are you spacing out for?”
Shen Nanxian extended his index finger to hook Liu Lanci’s sharp, delicate chin, turning his face toward his own. Gazing deeply and affectionately into his eyes, he said with utmost earnestness: “Darling, do you like this gift?”
Liu Lanci felt his head spinning, bubbling over with happiness. He grasped Shen Nanxian’s palm tightly, his eyes welling up with tears as he choked out, “I like it, I do.”
As for why he was crying, it was naturally because he was weeping for his waist that was about to run away from home.
“Darling, now it’s your turn.” Shen Nanxian’s low, sexy voice sounded right beside his ear.
“Ah, what?”
Shen Nanxian explained with a mischievous smile: “To give me a gift, of course.”
Liu Lanci thought to himself that matters were far more serious than he had imagined.