Second floor.
Shen Yan sat at his desk, his phone on speaker beside him. On the computer screen in front of him was a high-definition photo of him carrying Youyou and running through the airport half an hour earlier. The angle was extremely tricky. It was clearly not taken by a fan.
“It’s been investigated. The person who leaked the schedule was a new intern.”
The intern was a student from the Communication University, with relevant skills and decent ability. After joining the studio, Xiao Gao hadn’t let him handle any of Shen Yan’s important matters, only giving him simple tasks and letting him manage the fan group.
Xiao Gao was also frustrated on the other end of the line. “He mentioned a few times that he wanted to follow you to film the variety show. I was too busy then and couldn’t help snapping at him. He probably held a grudge, so he sold your return schedule.”
Shen Yan asked, “What did you say to him?”
Xiao Gao felt wronged. Shen Yan had a high profile, but he was the only assistant. After winning Best Actor, Shen Yan became very picky about scripts and didn’t take on many commercial endorsements. After all, he was the eldest young master of the Shen family. He didn’t lack money, nor did he need luxury brand endorsements to boost his commercial value.
In short, Shen Yan did whatever he wanted, focused only on acting. But ever since he took on the variety show, endless business opportunities came knocking, and Xiao Gao was spinning like a top. He had no time to listen to an intern complain.
“I really didn’t say much. I just said you didn’t even take me to the variety show, so why would you take an intern?”
The people who went with him to film the show were all personally selected by Shen Minyan. Xiao Gao wasn’t needed at all.
“I only just found out he already resigned. He didn’t come in this morning. The technician restored the chat records on the computer he used. He did leak the information. He sold it for two thousand yuan.”
“Brother Yan, I was wrong, I was really wrong. Please don’t fire me.”
Xiao Gao wailed loudly. Shen Yan turned off the speaker, his voice cold: “Stop crying. Did I say I was going to fire you?”
The crying stopped abruptly. Someone on Xiao Gao’s end seemed to have said something to him.
After that person left, Xiao Gao sniffled and said: “Brother Yan, the photos taken by the sasaeng fans and paparazzi have all been deleted. What do we do next?”
Shen Yan knew his father had helped him settle this. His heart warmed.
“Give it to the PR department. Sue whoever needs to be sued. No settlement.”
After hanging up, Shen Yan got up to go downstairs. Suddenly, he heard the little guy crying from the balcony. Shen Yan walked to the balcony with a dark expression and looked down. Sure enough, it was Su Youli crying. His mother and aunt were crouched in front of the little guy, taking turns coaxing him in low voices. Who on earth had made the well-behaved little one wail like this?
Shen Yan looked closer. The culprit was holding a small blue Stitch cake. The spoon had already stabbed off Stitch’s head, leaving only half the body sitting on the tray.
???
!!!
What was the difference between this and dismembering Stitch in front of the little guy? There was a difference. Because the culprit’s cheeks were puffed out, and what was in his mouth was obvious. Shen Lin had actually eaten the little guy’s most beloved Stitch right in front of him.
Eaten. It.!!!
Stitch’s head had been bitten off in one bite. The cake used edible coloring. The culprit had eaten Stitch’s cake and even opened his mouth, sticking out his blue-stained tongue to show Youyou. Shen Yan’s fists clenched. Witnessing his good friend being bitten apart by his second brother and then chewed up and swallowed, the little guy was completely stunned.
“Waaaaah!” The little guy cried as if he had lost a brother.
“Shen Lin, are you trying to die?!” Shen Yan roared and flew down the stairs.
Shen Lin took a solid punch to the head from his big brother and crouched on the ground, holding his head and howling. The little guy standing there had big tears falling, crying so pitifully. Even his mom and aunt coaxing him together didn’t work.
Shen Lin licked the corner of his mouth and pouted: “I didn’t do it on purpose. I thought Youyou was giving it to me.”
Two minutes earlier, the little guy had indeed handed him the cake, his eyes sparkling as he wanted to show off the Stitch cake his aunt had bought him.
Who knew that the next second, his second brother would grin, say “Thank you, Youyou,” and then, right in front of him, use the spoon to stab off Stitch’s head and eat it in one bite.
Little Su Youli was thunderstruck.
“Youyou, don’t cry. Auntie will buy you another one, okay?”
“This isn’t the real Stitch. He didn’t die. It’s a cake shaped like Stitch. Look, Youyou.” Chu Ying scooped a spoonful of cake to show Youyou.
The sobbing little guy puffed up angrily, reached for his big brother’s hand, ran a few steps toward Shen Lin, and raised his foot to kick his second brother’s new shoes.
“Hmph, Second Brother… Second Brother is bad!”
Shen Yan wanted to laugh but couldn’t. He crouched down and encouraged: “Good kick. Kick him a few more times.”
Shen Lin was speechless.
“Am I not your brother?”
Shen Yan: “You can choose not to be.”
A new Stitch cake was soon delivered. The little guy had been taken by Brother Xiao Tang to wash his face and hands, and was sitting obediently in his high chair. His little hands held a cream-colored spoon, and he was eating the remaining half of the Stitch cake with tears in his eyes. The corner of his mouth was stained with blue cream. The more he ate, the happier he became. When his little feet, dangling in the air, were about to swing, he suddenly remembered what he was eating and immediately stopped.
Wuwuwu, Stitch, so delicious. Worthy of being his good friend. Shen Lin, who had been beaten by all the parents in turn, sat to the side, his hair a mess, a bump on his head from his big brother’s punch.
The teenager wore a mischievous smile: “Youyou, is it good?”
Su Youli rolled his little eyes and buried himself in eating.
After a long while, he licked the cream from the corner of his mouth and, following his heart, said: “So delicious.”
When you eat something delicious, you have to say it out loud. The dinner table erupted in laughter. A complete Stitch cake occupied the center of the table. This time, no one dared touch it. After dinner, Shen Lin gave the little guy a new forklift, red and black, incredibly cool. The two made up immediately. Su Youli drove the forklift, puffing out his chest, cruising proudly past the whole family. Unsurprisingly, he received praise all along the way.
“Are you still mad at Second Brother?” Shen Lin asked with a proud face.
The little guy shook his head: “Not mad.”
Shen Lin started making promises: “How about I buy you a road roller next time?”
The little guy’s eyes lit up, and he clapped excitedly. The adults in the living room finally relaxed and focused on the news on their phones. The huge headline caught the eye:
[Shen Yan Speaks Out on Schedule Leak: Lawsuit Filed, Calling for Respect of Privacy]
The article reprinted Shen Yan’s statement: “Because my private schedule was leaked, it seriously affected the normal life of me and my family. I have taken legal action and formally sued the responsible parties. I hope everyone will respect privacy…”
The chaos of “sasaeng fans and paparazzi” thus received widespread attention, and the gray profit chain behind it was thoroughly investigated and punished.
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