Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Qin Ran had never sent anything to her circle of friends on WeChat.

She never noticed that WeChat would alert the circle of friends if they were nearby.

There was only three very indifferent official news on her Weibo moments shared to her circle of friends.

Yan Xi still had not finished filming his MV after two days.

Besides recording songs, he had also stayed up late to write lyrics.

He had received Qin Ran’s Weibo notification just when he had gotten tired of writing lyrics, so he had picked up his phone to flip through the message on Qin Ran’s profile.

The address shown below was somewhere in Shanghai, so Yan Xi took note of this street and checked the location with his mobile phone map. The place was separated from him by a river, but it wasn’t too far away.

He had thus sent two WeChat messages to her.

“Yan Xi, there will be one last shoot tomorrow morning…” Yan Xi’s manager knocked on the door and came in to see Yan Xi lying down on the table.

He wasn’t sleeping and didn’t look like he intended to sleep.

He was holding his phone that he rarely picked up with eyebrows lowered and a cold face. At this time, he was staring at his phone with a serious expression—

Yan Xi did music and knew how to play almost all kinds of instruments. His fingers were extremely slender and smooth, and his joints were distinct.

Like this, it seemed, it seemed like…

It seemed like he was waiting for a reply?

The manager was stunned by Yan Xi’s actions, and his words, “you should sleep earlier” was swallowed back into his throat.

Yan Xi didn’t have social connections in the entertainment industry, nor did he make efforts to do so. Although he had a Weibo, his manager took care of it for him and only posted about his advertisements or news of his album.

The manager wouldn’t help him post on Weibo to make social connections either.

Yan Xi had spent a few years to finally stand firm in this circle, and now, there was no need to deliberately set up connections with people just to help him stabilize his popularity.

He was a thorough music manic. In his eyes, other than music, there was still only music.

It was rare to see him looking at his phone with such an expression.

The manager was stunned for a moment before carefully probing. “Yan Xi, what are you doing?”

Could he be chatting with a girl?

If that was true, Weibo would explode.

“Jiangshan is also in Shanghai.” Yan Xi squinted slightly, reached over, and flipped the phone to see that the other party still had not replied.

The manager thought it was a little girl.

Hearing Yan Xi, he froze for a long while before re-confirming with him. “Who?”

“Jiang Shanyi, my arranger.” Yan Xi looked up at the manager.

Everyone in the entertainment circle knew that behind the genius singer Yan Xi was a godly arranger, Jiang Shanyi. His contributions to Yan Xi’s current status in the entertainment circle could not go unnoticed.

Yan Xi’s first dark rock music that had become popular on the Internet had been composed by Jiang Shanyi.

Without Jiang Shanyi, Yan Xi would not have today.

However, Jiang Shanyi was a little mysterious.

The netizens couldn’t pull a single piece of information on him, and even Yan Xi himself wasn’t clear.

Although Jiang Shanyi wasn’t someone in the entertainment industry and had never shown his face before, he was still famous as the most mysterious person in the circle!

Some people even suspected that Jiang Shanyi was Yan Xi’s wealthy investor. Otherwise, why was Yan Xi so popular without taking any advertisements, and why did nobody in the entertainment industry dare to offend him?

Countless fans and musicians were curious about his true face.

Some people even paid a large sum of money to Yan Xi’s staff in order to obtain Jiang Shanyi’s contact information.

After all, as long as they could contact Jiang Shanyi, they could obtain his arrangements and compositions. His style was well-known and his music had always been popular.

The staff members had indeed been moved by the large sum of money, but unfortunately… where would they obtain information about Jiang Shanyi?!

If Jiang Shanyi himself was exposed today, he would definitely become as popular as Yan Xi or news of the relationship of Qin Xiuchen, a famous singer.

Yan Xi’s manager’s understanding of Jiang Shanyi was still at the mysterious level, and the other party basically contacted Yan Xi once at a fixed time.

They basically didn’t send any three-dimensional news.

It was only half a month since the last composition that Jiang Shanyi had sent to Yan Xi. Regardless, the manager didn’t think that Yan Xi would be waiting for news from Jiang Shanyi.

“The great master is here as well?” The manager gasped.

“Yeah.” Yan Xi looked at his phone, but the other party had yet to reply. Squinting, he said, “I have asked him to meet me face-to-face, but he hasn’t replied to me yet.”

The manager’s mouth twitched at his words. “Yan Xi, how could the great master possibly meet you?”

Last time when Jiang Shanyi had asked Yan Xi for a full set of albums, it had even been sent to the Yunguang Consortium first.

It had even been sent to the Yunguang Consortium’s reception desk.

Thus, no private information could be revealed at all.

Yan Xi stared at the WeChat page reluctantly, waiting for Jiang Shanyi to reply to him.

However, no reply came even after waiting for half an hour.

**

At the same time.

Gu Xichi’s manor.

Cheng Juan stayed in the second room and Qin Ran in the third.

After returning from Qin Ran’s room, he didn’t sleep either. He reached out and opened the window, leaning against it.

The temperature in Shanghai in December didn’t drop below zero degrees.

But the wind before twelve o’clock was still cold.

It just happened to extinguish the heat of his heart.

Cheng Juan sat down while leaning against the window without turning on the lights.

He pinched a cigarette between his fingers. It was lit and the light flickered slightly, illuminating a face so elegant and refined, but his expression was unclear.

After a long while, when it was almost twelve o’clock, he snuffed the cigarette and closed the window.

He walked over to the switch and turned on the lights.

The incandescent lamp turned on and the whole room was illuminated in white.

Cheng Juan wasn’t used to the light and squinted slightly. Then, he walked to the table and turned on the computer that came with the room.

Gu Xichi’s computers were almost the same set of black.

It booted quickly and didn’t lag no matter how many webpages were opened for playing games, so Lu Zhaoying had said more than once that he wanted to take the computer home with him.

Cheng Juan directly logged into an account once the computer was turned on.

Soon, the computer screen turned black and was connected.

It was quickly connected to a video screen.

On the other side of the video was a large and round black table.

Around the round table were several people in black suits.

“Boss.” A man near the age of thirty stood at the front and immediately stepped back to one side when he saw the screen brighten.

Cheng Juan nodded and glanced at the screen. “Where’s Cheng Huo?”

“He went to sort the transaction database at the headquarters.” A thirty-year-old mixed-race man named Cheng Shui, with blue eyes and slightly curly brown hair, paused, and then asked, “Is your injury all right?”

Cheng Juan leaned back, his eyes dark and misty as he chuckled. “Is someone agitated? Don’t worry. Oh yes, transfer a sum of money to the old man’s account.”

He was very familiar with commands.

Cheng Shui knew without asking who the old man was.

He nodded. “Is it the same number as before?”

Cheng Juan responded casually.

“By the way, Cheng Mu asked me about Cheng Huo the other day.” Speaking of this, Cheng Shui glanced carefully at Cheng Juan. “Boss, have you not told Cheng Mu yet?”

“No, do not tell him.” Cheng Juan shook his head. He said a few more words before reaching out to turn off the video call.

At the other end of the video call, Cheng Shui finished talking to Cheng Juan and went out of the gate. He took a few steps outside and ordered someone to transfer a sum of money to the medical organization.

Then, he went to find Cheng Huo.

His phone rang again.

Looking down, he saw that Cheng Mu was still fanatically sending news of Miss Qin in their group.

Cheng Shui thought Cheng Mu was simply crazy and couldn’t help but shake his head.

People in Beijing thought that Cheng Mu was one of Cheng Juan’s most trusted men, which was why he brought Cheng Mu along everywhere…

Even Cheng Mu seemed to think so…

But in fact, their boss just couldn’t stand Cheng Mu’s level of intelligence nor his foolishness, so he had not sent him out to do other things…

Cheng Mu also didn’t realize that their boss never seemed to let him do a real thing…

Miserable, he was really miserable.

**

In Gu Xichi’s manor, on the third floor.

Jiang Dongye was drowsy and put his hand on his chin, nodding off like a chicken pecking on rice.

When he raised his head, Gu Xichi was still busying himself in front of the experimental instrument.

Xiao Er had also found a place to recharge himself, so Jiang Dongye went downstairs to bring two glasses of water over.

“Brother Gu, why are you still not sleeping?” Jiang Dongye handed a glass of water to Gu Xichi and yawned.

Gu Xichi took it and drank from it. “The medical organization will issue a statement tomorrow morning. I need to try the experiment again quickly.”

Results sent out from the medical organization had been much like Gu Xichi expected.

He would repeat it one more time before tomorrow morning for the result to be available.

“Are you not tired?” Jiang Dongye was really sleepy and his eyes were almost wet from yawning continuously.

Gu Xichi, who had always been at the forefront of medicine, was excited when he thought of the regenerated tissue he had researched, so how could he possibly be sleepy?

“I’m not tired. I still have some time.” Gu Xichi reached out to roll up the sleeves of his white shirt. Because he rarely went out in the sun, his arms were really very white.

The computer in the laboratory lit up again.

Gu Xichi turned around and picked it up. When he saw the face on the video, he put a cigarette in his mouth and vaguely opened his mouth. “Teacher, why are you looking for me now?”

Could something have happened to the medical results for tomorrow?

The old man gave Gu Xichi a rare smile and said, “Xiao Chi, you’re so fast. Just two hours after I told you, your diamond big boss really sent the money. Help me tell him that if he has any problem in the future, our medical organization will be on call.”

Although the medical organization was poor, they were still part of the World Medical Federation.

Many people cherished their lives and nobody wanted to have a bad relationship with the medical organization, but not many could be in a good relationship with them.

Gu Xichi’s fingers rested on the table and squinted. “Teacher, what are you talking about?”

“The big boss who transferred the money.” The old man was still smiling happily.

He was also busy with the press conference tomorrow, so he hung up after saying a few more words.

After he hung up, Gu Xichi bit his cigarette and his delicate face showed confusion. “…”

Jiang Dongye knew the three big bosses behind Gu Xichi’s back and wasn’t too confused.

He raised an eyebrow and couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong with you?”

“Oh.” Gu Xichi reacted and shook his head. “I was thinking…”

He had been in the laboratory the whole day, and it seemed like he had not contacted the diamond big boss at all?!

What did the old man just say?!

**

Early the next morning.

Cheng Mu went to take everyone’s breakfast from outside in high spirits.

Xiao Er turned off the electricity himself and then knocked on the door one by one to call the others to come down for breakfast.

Qin Ran saw Yang Fei, who had woken up very early, the moment she came downstairs.

“Are you all right?” She was talking about how he had been drugged yesterday.

Yang Fei squeezed his wrist and looked up with his exquisite face. “It feels the same as before when I got up in the morning. The medicine Mr. Gu gave me was very useful.”

He was very insightful and didn’t ask who Gu Xichi was.

He had already been shocked when he entered Gu Xichi’s house last night, so he put this matter aside and chatted with Qin Ran about the game last night.

Yang Fei had also watched the live broadcast and had even taken his whole family’s property to bet on the 9.9 odds. He had won 100 million beans.

The two chatted and talked about the God card.

This was the first time Qin Ran told him the hidden skills of the God card which she had used on the field last night.

In the end, Xiao Er came out with breakfast. Qin Ran reached out for a bottle of milk and found that something was wrong.

She looked to the left.

Cheng Juan had come down and was sitting not far away, watching the two of them talk. When he saw her glance over, he leaned back and chuckled once.

Qin Ran looked away and drank her milk with her head lowered.

Gu Xichi also came downstairs yawning.

Jiang Dongye had urged him to come down.

Qin Ran looked at him and knew that the results of his final experiment had yet to come out.

She lowered her head, picked up her phone, and saw that all major browsers and software were filled with Gu Xichi’s “tissue regeneration” medical report.

Gu Xichi’s results had not come out yet.

Qin Ran didn’t return to Yun Cheng for the time being. As Cheng Juan said before, she had to wait until Tuesday. She thought for a moment and then clicked on Yan Xi’s profile on WeChat—

Address.