In the car, secretary Cheng glanced towards Huo Chengming, then smiled. “Mr. Lang and I have seen today’s news.”

Zhong Yuhuan immediately felt embarrassed, like her parents just found out that she dated young and even two people at the same time.

“What did cousin say?”

“He said it’s fine as long as you’re happy.”

Zhong Yuhuan let out a sigh of relief and unconsciously dug into the car seat with her fingers, quietly asking, “Don’t you think that it’s weird?”

“How is it weird?” Secretary Cheng was still smiling. “I’ve seen some clues before. Mr. Huo and Mr. Li are considerate to the extreme when it comes to Miss Zhong. Oh, and because of this, Mr. Lang had been unhappy before.”

Secretary Cheng was especially eager when he said this. He didn’t stop himself and even exposed his boss.

When Zhong Yuhuan heard this, she was surprised, “Cousin was unhappy? Why?”

Secretary Cheng only realized that he had said too much after the words came out of his mouth, but it was already too late. He could only haltingly say, “Well, Mr. Lang felt that he owed Miss Zhong too much before and wasn’t caring enough to you. When he wanted to make up for it later and be a good brother, he found that Miss Zhong already had Mr. Huo and Mr. Li. They cared for you in every possible way, so he couldn’t intervene at all.”

Zhong Yuhuan didn’t know whether to cry or laugh at this, but she felt inexplicably moved.

She never thought that Lang Jinzhi actually had a side like this.

“Then when cousin saw the news, his first thought wouldn’t be that… There’s no one fighting over him for the role of brother, right?”

Secretary Cheng shook his head. “Mr. Lang didn’t say, and I can’t guess his thoughts.”

Zhong Yuhuan’s emotions slowly stabilized. She looked at the busy traffic outside the window and her thoughts began to drift to what Huo Chengming had said.

Trying to pretend that everything was peaceful wouldn’t work.

She wanted them to stay as her family members, but they didn’t want to.

When their fundamental thoughts differed, it would be impossible for them to continue according to her ideals.

But she didn’t have anything to fear right now… Zhong Yuhuan took a deep breath. She still had Grandpa Ding and cousin Lang!

Secretary Cheng brought her to Lang Jinzhi’s workplace.

Zhong Yuhuan walked in with high heels, drawing a number of gazes.

She couldn’t help but ask, “Why does everyone seem like they’re looking at me?”

Secretary Cheng smiled. “They all recognize you. Before, Mr. Lang had promoted your variety shows in his Moments.”

Zhong Yuhuan was stunned again.

Just how much did the people who love her secretly do for her?

Zhong Yuhuan couldn’t even imagine what lengths Lang Jinzhi actually went through just to promote her.

Secretary Cheng brought her upstairs. Zhong Yuhuan pushed open the door and entered Lang Jinzhi’s office. She immediately saw Lang Jinzhi sitting behind his desk, frowning as he spoke on the phone.

Zhong Yuhuan patiently waited until he finished his call.

When Lang Jinzhi worked, he would immerse himself in his work, not noticing anything else. He only saw Zhong Yuhuan after his phone call finished and immediately stood up.

And Zhong Yuhuan pounced towards him, hugging Lang Jinzhi’s waist.

Lang Jinzhi was stunned for a bit, then lifted his hand to pat her head, asking in a low voice, “Have you been bullied?”

Zhong Yuhuan shook her head. “No.”

“I’ve already arranged a place for you. No one will find it,” Lang Jinzhi said.

This was Zhong Yuhuan’s request. She wanted a relatively closed-off place so that she wouldn’t be disturbed by the outside world.

Zhong Yuhuan stepped away from Lang Jinzhi, her smile like a flower. “I’ve troubled cousin.”

Lang Jinzhi unconsciously also smiled. “It’s no trouble.”

Zhong Yuhuan knew that Lang Jinzhi was busy, so she didn’t disturb him for long. After promising to buy him a present next time and seeing the joy rise from his eyes, Zhong Yuhuan left.

Meanwhile.

Li Jinyuan walked down from the stage.

“Where’s Huanhuan?” Li Jinyuan asked.

“Miss Zhong left first.”

There wasn’t a hint of disappointment on Li Jinyuan’s face. On the contrary, he seemed more energetic. His face was bright and dazzling.

He smiled and said, “Okay, I got it.”

Wei Jie couldn’t resist asking, “Aren’t you worried?”

“No.”

“When what happened during your concert gets exposed, aren’t you worried that it will impact your work?”

Li Jinyuan’s tone was more relaxed than ever. “No worries, I won’t be staying long.”

“What does that mean?” Wei Jie was startled.

“Jinghua Group’s original young master, Li Yong’s eldest son, was declared brain dead by the hospital last week.” Li Jinyuan paused a bit. “I have to go back, or else I’ll be subjected to various restrictions by the people in power and be even more afraid to boldly pursue Huanhuan. Only by doing this can I have more ability to compete.”

Wei Jie felt like he was screwed.

When you were at the top of your modeling career, you retired and returned to China to be a celebrity.

Now that you’ve become a top celebrity, enjoying large sales volumes for your albums, full-house concerts, and countless advertisements and scripts being sent to you, you retire again.

Li Jinyuan had completely gotten rid of his shackles.

He thought about it and still felt like it wasn’t enough, so he took out his phone.

Wei Jie was already shocked silly by the consecutive actions by Li Jinyuan today, so he could only blankly ask, “What are you doing?”

“I’m sending out a post so that even the people who didn’t come to the concert today will know.”

Wei Jie: “…”

Do you have a replay function so that none of the onlookers will miss a single thing?