Chapter 148: Gu Fei: YanYan, were you stealing again?
An Qingyan was waiting for Gu Fei’s explanation when the doorbell suddenly rang. Leaning against the door, he peered through the peephole. Yang, the assistant, was standing outside with a bag.
“Yang is here to deliver clothes.”
Gu Fei looked down at the red wine stain on his shirt, then shifted his gaze to the young man opposite him. Because they had been so close together, the young man’s beige sweater was also stained with wine.
An Qingyan: “So fast?”
Gu Fei: “My room is upstairs.”
An Qingyan: “…”
Since he had a room upstairs, he could just go up and change. Why did he have to go to his room in front of everyone? How was he supposed to explain this to others!
An Qingyan looked down at his stained sweater, helplessly glanced at the calm and self-assured man before him, then resignedly opened the door.
Yang subtly glanced at the two people inside, An Qingyan awkwardly smiled at him and turned inside, his flushed face was not suitable for being seen.
Yang smiled knowingly, thinking, Young lovers in the honeymoon phase are quite clingy. He coughed lightly and handed the bag to his boss, “Mr. Gu, if there’s nothing else, I’ll go back.”
“Mm, remember to keep those people’s mouths shut.”
“Yes, no problem.”
After closing the door, Gu Fei walked inside with the clothes.
The room was warm. An Qingyan had already taken off his stained sweater; he was wearing a beige shirt underneath. Arms crossed, he sat on the sofa, expressionless, trying to maintain a strong attitude, “Can you explain now?”
Gu Fei raised the bag, “Too dirty, I’ll go take a shower first.”
An Qingyan raised his chin slightly, politely as he had been in front of others, “Mr. Gu, you can shower in your own room. If others find out, they’ll think there’s something improper between me and the investor.”
“Isn’t there?” The man lightly raised an eyebrow and turned towards the bathroom.
An Qingyan: “!?”
Duan Ci’s room was directly opposite An Qingyan’s. After returning, he secretly observed An Qingyan’s door. It remained closed, Mr. Gu was still inside. What were they doing?!
Why wasn’t Mr. Gu coming out yet? Changing clothes takes this long? Wouldn’t they end up in bed while changing? He could already imagine how An Qingyan seduced Gu Fei!
Duan Ci was so angry that his chest heaved violently. He slammed his fist against the door, wincing in pain. An Qingyan had already robbed him of the male lead role, now he was stealing his man!
Bah! Shameless!!
The sound of water came from the bathroom. An Qingyan sat on the sofa lost in thought. His phone lit up; Wu Weiguang and Qin He had sent messages, concerned about his situation.
Qin He was particularly righteous, 【YanYan, if Mr. Gu forces you to do anything, just tell me, I will definitely go save you!】
An Qingyan twitched his lips slightly, telling Qin He that he was fine. He opened the crew’s WeChat group chat. It only included the director and a few main actors; Duan Ci wasn’t in it.
He sent a message:
【Don’t worry, everyone. Mr. Gu left after changing clothes. He didn’t blame me for what happened earlier.】
Wu Weiguang: 【That’s good to hear.】
Qin He: 【That’s good, that’s good.】
Han Yun’er: 【It’s getting late, everyone rest early.】
An Qingyan: 【Good night. [Moon emoji]】
…
They tacitly avoided mentioning what happened earlier.
After locking his phone, An Qingyan sighed helplessly. Mr. Gu wasn’t going anywhere; he was probably staying until dawn.
A few minutes later, Gu Fei came out of the shower. He casually wiped his wet hair with a towel and sat down next to An Qingyan.
The man was wearing a black robe, the collar open, water droplets slowly dripping down his well-defined, light wheat-colored chest…
An Qingyan ignored the temptation and was about to ask for an explanation for the third time when Gu Fei grabbed his wrist, pressing him against the back of the sofa and silencing him with another kiss.
When he could speak again, it was ten minutes later.
His chest heaved, breathing in fresh air, he punched the man’s shoulder, “Gu Fei, can you let me finish?”
“Mm, say it.”
The man’s arm was around the young man’s waist. He buried his face in the other’s neck like a large dog, inhaling the light, cool scent of cedarwood. He chuckled lowly, “Baby, why do you smell like me?”
Gu Fei’s breath and words fell on An Qingyan’s neck.
His fair skin flushed red. His cheeks flushed even more, the topic steered again. He said weakly, “It’s my new perfume, just a similar scent.”
“Is that so?” The man’s tone was meaningful, “Fei ge thought… YanYan was stealing again.”
An Qingyan was flustered, quickly pushing Gu Fei’s head away. He couldn’t associate the playful man in front of him with the serious, aloof Mr. Gu.
He cleared his throat, glancing sideways at the man, awkwardly changing the subject, “You haven’t told me why you suddenly became the investor in Nine Continents? Why didn’t you mention it?”
Gu Fei hadn’t told An Qingyan. He thought he’d find out anyway, just by casually asking around the crew, but he didn’t care.
Later, Gu Fei decided not to tell him, just to tease him.
Gu Fei put his arm around the young man’s shoulders, stroking his chin like he was teasing a kitten, unhurriedly, “I wanted to surprise you.”
An Qingyan twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking, No surprise, just a scare. He wanted to run when he saw Gu Fei at the dinner party, but he also ended up watching Duan Ci’s drama.
“I suddenly thought of a question,” he leaned against Gu Fei’s shoulder, grabbing the hand that was stroking his face, looking at the man’s sharp profile, “Wouldn’t I have gotten the role through backdoor connections?”
Gu Fei smiled ambiguously, “You can understand it that way.”
“…” It felt wrong coming from him. An Qingyan didn’t know what to say. He heard the man’s calm and gentle voice:
“This drama will be a big hit. I saw its commercial value, that’s one reason, but it’s not important.”
An Qingyan understood. Mr. Gu, worth hundreds of millions, didn’t care about this money. He vaguely guessed something, “Then what are the other reasons?”
Gu Fei: “For you.”
An Qingyan: “Duan Ci has connections with the original investor. He was the one trying to get the role through backdoor connections?”
“Mm.” Gu Fei nodded, gently rubbing the soft hair of the person in his arms, looking at the other’s gentle eyes, coaxing him like a child, “YanYan is so smart.”
An Qingyan smiled silently. It wasn’t hard to guess. During the audition, Duan Ci had confidently told him that the male lead role was his, with such confidence and arrogance, as if it was a done deal.
Duan Ci probably wasn’t that confident in his acting. The most likely explanation was that he had a backer.
The entertainment industry was a quagmire, with unspoken rules and backdoor deals. Some people hated it, some were used to it, and some thought it was normal.
But An Qingyan was very resistant to it. In his past life, he had experienced such things. Because he resisted and refused to compromise, he suffered a lot.
“Director Wu chose you, but the investor had Duan Ci in mind. I just helped him a little, and he was very grateful.”
Gu Fei said seriously, “YanYan, this role is yours because of your hard work and ability. You deserve it.”
“Mm, I know.” The young man’s lips curled into a smile. He held the man’s warm hand, casually playing with his fingers, his tone slightly proud, “I’m very capable.”
He believed in his abilities and Gu Fei’s character. He knew what kind of person he was, someone with principles, who wouldn’t do such things.
Seeing the young man’s proud expression, Gu Fei chuckled silently, holding his smaller hand in his, his deep eyes filled with affection and indulgence, “Yes, YanYan is very capable.”
The matter was put behind them.
An Qingyan still had something else on his mind. Thinking of the drama he had just witnessed, he playfully curled his lips, “Fei ge, Duan Ci deliberately approached you earlier, why didn’t you respond? He’s so handsome, and he dressed so…sexy.”
Gu Fei frowned slightly, seemingly puzzled, “You think he’s handsome? Sexy?”
“Mm?” An Qingyan sat up from the man’s arms, cross-legged on the sofa, propping his chin, looking into the other’s eyes, seriously discussing, “Don’t you think so?”
“Weren’t you moved?”
Gu Fei: “Were you moved?”
An Qingyan thought for two seconds, then nodded, “I was quite moved.”
The man’s face slowly darkened, his eyes narrowed, watching the ambiguous expression on the young man’s face, a hint of amusement, and a hint of jealousy. His gloominess faded, and he subtly curled his lips, “Jealous?”
An Qingyan: “No.”
Gu Fei leaned closer, staring straight at the delicately featured young man, unhurriedly, “If you dressed like that, I’d be very moved.”
An Qingyan: “…I won’t.”
“It doesn’t matter, YanYan is handsome no matter what.” Gu Fei said, then hooked An Qingyan’s legs, lifting him up horizontally and carrying him inside.
Why did he suddenly start doing this?!
“I haven’t seen you for so long, Fei ge needs to check your body.”
An Qingyan: “…”
Gu Fei: “I heard YanYan learned to ride a horse? Show Fei ge?”
An Qingyan: “…”
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