Chapter 158: It's Fine
"Fans who cannot accept it will naturally leave, while those who can will stay. Releasing information bit by bit is easier for people to accept than a single, heavy blow." Yin Chengjue said: "Then I will arrange for you to act in some heartbreaking BL dramas. Don't play the lead role, but a supporting character without a CP. This way, your fans will be exposed to this type of drama because of your participation, and some people who like this genre might also become your fans."
Yin Chengjue slowly laid out his plan: "If you still want to stay in this circle, you must make these arrangements. Otherwise, if you get photographed by paparazzi, the fans might not be able to accept it all at once. Remember, they can build you up, but they can also tear you down."
Wei Hai listened very seriously and nodded heavily: "Understood!"
Yin Chengjue: "Your current agent is Yang Lili. I've already explained the situation to her. She has handled many similar situations before, she will arrange things properly for you."
"Thank you, President Yin! Really, thank you so much!"
Yin Chengjue: "You're welcome. After all, you work for my company. The more efficient you are, the more profits you bring to the company, and the more money I have to support my family."
Wei Hai: "..."
The budding feeling of gratitude in his heart was instantly popped.
Yin Chengjue patted Wei Hai's shoulder: "Work hard. Supporting a family is truly not easy."
"I will work hard…"
After instructing Wei Hai, Yin Chengjue once again "officially, on business" slipped into Rong Yu's dressing room.
Rong Yu was holding a script memorizing his lines. Hearing the noise, he looked up, raised his eyebrows, and said: "Brother, have you been doing room checks? You've finally made it to my room this time?"
Yin Chengjue walked over and sat down next to Rong Yu. "Yes, in order to legitimately enter your room, I've even taken on the extra duty of a dorm supervisor, the kind that doesn't even get paid."
Rong Yu then asked: "What kind of payment do you want?"
Yin Chengjue pointed to his own cheek and leaned slightly towards Rong Yu.
Rong Yu put the script aside, freeing his hands to hook them around Yin Chengjue's neck.
Just as Yin Chengjue thought his payment was coming, he felt a pain in his cheek!
Rong Yu had pinched his face and was pulling it to both sides. Though there was a smile on his lips, his tone was slightly cold.
"Before receiving your payment, Mr. Dorm Supervisor, how about explaining what you were just talking about with Ming Qian?"
Yin Chengjue winced from the pinching pain: "He said that incident the other day was a misunderstanding and wanted me to forgive him."
Rong Yu: "Oh? And how did you reply?"
Yin Chengjue: "I said it wasn't important, told him to get lost, then he started crying, so I left."
Rong Yu: "Just that?"
Yin Chengjue: "Just that."
Rong Yu: "Alright, I believe you." Rong Yu let go of Yin Chengjue's pinched cheek, leaned in, and kissed each of Yin Chengjue's cheeks. Seeing the faint red finger marks left by his pinching, he laughed and poked them. "This is the mark I left for you, Brother."
Yin Chengjue said helplessly: "You even left marks on me?"
Rong Yu: "Yes, it's a pity though, these marks will fade quickly, they won't last. I really want to leave a mark on you that belongs to me, one that won't disappear…"
Rong Yu: "Hahaha, I'm joking, brother, don't take it seriously."
Yin Chengjue: "…" Your expression just now didn't look like you were joking.
Yin Chengjue: "It's fine."
"Huh? What?" Rong Yu didn't react for a moment.
Yin Chengjue leaned close to Rong Yu's ear, his voice low: "If you want to leave one, you can. Just choose the location carefully, and don't make it too painful."
Rong Yu couldn't help but facepalm: "Brother…"
"Hm? I'm here."
Rong Yu muttered: "You shouldn't always indulge me like this. I'm afraid I'll take advantage of your favor and become spoiled…"
Yin Chengjue laughed: "Isn't that good?"
"It's not good. You simply don't know, I actually…" Rong Yu stopped himself mid-sentence, then changed the subject and asked: "Brother, if one day you discover that I am not the person you see now, what would you do?"
Yin Chengjue rested his chin on Rong Yu's shoulder and, hearing this, slightly lowered his eyes.
He remembered again everything he saw in Rong Yu's room that day.
At first, seeing those things truly shocked Yin Chengjue, it was somewhat hard to accept. But after a while, thinking about it, it seemed like it wasn't really a big deal.
If he considered it just a little quirk of Rong Yu's, it actually felt quite cute instead.
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, he would dream that he pushed open that locked room again and saw the wall covered with photos. He would dream of Rong Yu standing in front of those photos, carefully wiping the dust off each one, then leaning in to place a kiss on every photo.
Yin Chengjue found it quite exciting on the spot.
If the dream lasted a bit longer, he would see Rong Yu sitting quietly in front of an easel, carefully drawing his portrait on a blank sheet of paper, while muttering "I like brother the most." Whenever that happened, Yin Chengjue in the dream would add: "Brother likes you too."
If the dream lasted even longer, he would see Rong Yu put down his paintbrush, climb onto the large bed, lift the covers, and then hug that life-sized body pillow.
Whenever that happened, Yin Chengjue would frown, walk over, pull the body pillow out of Rong Yu's embrace, throw it aside, then take its place himself. He would pinch Rong Yu's chin and say fiercely: "Next time, don't use something like this! If you have any needs, just come find me directly!"
Whenever that happened, the Rong Yu in the dream would cry very pitifully, his peach-blossom eyes wet with tears, like delicate flowers after the rain, the petals holding water so heavy they couldn't lift up, only able to droop pitifully, drip by drip, shedding some buds, letting the water trickle down through the gaps in the petals.
Seeing him like this, Yin Chengjue only felt more excited, and would quickly coax him gently while picking up the life-sized body pillow from the floor and placing it back into Rong Yu's arms. Then he himself would move behind Rong Yu and hold him.
Watching Rong Yu being sandwiched between himself and the life-sized body pillow…
"Ahem, ahem, ahem…" Yin Chengjue choked on his own saliva, coughing violently several times, while trying hard to cover up his momentary lapse in concentration.
"Brother, take it easy, I was just joking." Rong Yu casually patted Yin Chengjue's back to help him catch his breath.
"Rong Yu." After catching his breath, Yin Chengjue immediately hugged Rong Yu tightly and said into his ear: "It's you that I like. Whether you are the way I see you now, or any other way, I will accept it, because it's you."
Hearing this, Rong Yu's whole body stiffened. After relaxing slightly, he suddenly bit down fiercely on Yin Chengjue's neck!
Yin Chengjue hissed in pain and laughed scoldingly: "You're taking advantage of the fact that you're filming these days, so I don't dare leave marks on your neck, aren't you?"
After biting, Rong Yu gently licked his handiwork and snorted: "Bite me if you want, I don't mind."
Yin Chengjue moved slightly and felt a stinging pain on his neck. He couldn't help saying: "You didn't bite me until I bled, did you?"
Rong Yu: "Not yet."
Yin Chengjue: "…Why do I feel a hint of regret in your tone?"
Rong Yu: "There is a bit of regret, because the break is over. I have to go back to filming, otherwise I could have taken a few more bites."
After Rong Yu and Yin Chengjue straightened their clothes a bit, a knock sounded at the door.
Yin Chengjue turned up his collar, barely covering the two rows of tooth marks, and opened the door. The makeup artist was already standing outside. Seeing that Yin Chengjue was the one who opened the door, she was momentarily stunned, then said: "I'm here to touch up Xiao Yu's makeup."
Yin Chengjue had already resumed his cold expression: "Hm."
He turned back to Rong Yu and said: "I'm heading back first. Act well, everyone. I've already ordered lunch for you all, there's a portion for everyone." Then he glanced at the makeup artist.
Rong Yu: "Thank you, President Yin!"
The makeup artist, hearing she was included, also smiled and said: "Looks like we'll be eating well today!"
Yin Chengjue said goodbye to Director Mo before leaving the set.
On his way home, he stopped by the new company to pick up some documents he had left in the office to handle at home.
It was already after working hours, so only the security guards on duty should have been left in the company. However, when Yin Chengjue opened the door to the main office, he found the sound of someone typing on a keyboard still coming from inside.
Puzzled, Yin Chengjue looked over and saw a figure moving in a corner not far away.
The main office was where the programmers on this floor worked. There were rooms inside the main office, one of which had been cleared out to be Yin Chengjue's private office, which happened to be right next to that corner.
For convenient work arrangements, the assistants' workstations were located just outside Yin Chengjue's office, so they could be summoned at any time. So that area was also the assistant work area.
Which meant that, at this hour after work, one of his assistants was still working.
Yin Chengjue walked closer, puzzled, first seeing a head with long, curly hair, and then a pair of hands typing on a keyboard.
On the corresponding computer screen was what looked like a detailed proposal, a task he had assigned in the meeting this morning.
Yin Chengjue was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected this person to have accomplished so much in just half a day. A quick glance showed it was almost finished. This work efficiency was quite high.
"You…"
Yin Chengjue had only gotten one word out when the woman who was still typing let out a startled cry, leaping up from her chair in fright. The chair wobbled and fell to the floor with a clatter.
Yin Chengjue: "…" No need to be that scared, surely?
"P-President Yin, what are you doing here?" The woman seemed to realize her flustered state and hurriedly began straightening her clothes.
"This is my company." Yin Chengjue was originally just speechless at her exaggerated reaction to being startled, but seeing that her eyes also seemed somewhat panicked, he found it strange: "Why are you nervous?"
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