A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

As soon as the car door opened, a barrage of flashes blinded people.

Outside, a huge crowd of people surged forward.

Wang Zhengyu, sitting in the passenger seat, immediately swore.

"Holy crap! Close the door! Close the door now!"

The driver reacted quickly and slammed the car door shut.

The heavy car door slammed shut, shutting out the group of paparazzi rushing forward.

The carriage went dark again.

Chen Ye looked down at Song Yuqi in his arms.

Song Yuqi was sleeping soundly when the noise woke her up.

She rubbed her eyes, looking completely bewildered.

"What's wrong? Is it dawn?" Song Yuqi asked groggily.

"Screw you." Chen Ye irritably pressed her head back into his arms. "There's a pack of stray dogs having a party outside."

Wang Zhengyu's hand was shaking as he held his phone.

To keep it a secret, he made the reservation for this restaurant himself this afternoon, without even bringing his assistant.

Do these paparazzi have X-ray vision or did they plant listening devices on the film set?

"Old Wang, you've done a great job keeping this a secret," Chen He said sarcastically from the back row. "With this kind of setup, I thought we were going to walk the Oscars red carpet."

Wang Zhengyu scratched his hair in frustration and dialed the phone number of the film crew's car following behind.

"Everyone get out of the car! Separate the paparazzi outside! Form a human wall! Now!"

A few minutes later.

Dozens of photographers and crew members from the three buses all rushed down.

These burly men, who carry dozens of kilograms of machinery year-round, managed to tear a path through the paparazzi.

"Walk."

Chen Ye draped his suit jacket over Song Yuqi and pulled her into his arms.

Deng Chao and Lu Han led the way, and the group quickly got off the bus.

My feet had just touched the ground.

The clicking of the camera shutters was as rapid as a machine gun.

Countless microphones bearing various media logos were thrust over the wall of people and shoved into Chen Ye's face.

"Mr. Chen Ye! Have you and Ms. Song Yuqi been secretly married for some time now?"

A paparazzo wearing black-rimmed glasses shouted in a hoarse voice.

"Rumors are circulating that your breakup two years ago was just a coordinated publicity stunt to manipulate your fanbase and purify your image. Is that true?"

Chen Ye stopped in his tracks.

He looked at the paparazzi whose eyes were practically bulging out of their sockets and almost laughed.

Secret marriage? Manipulating fans to purify their image?

If he really had that much free time, he would have gone to the sea and swallowed that fish that he couldn't catch alive.

"Make way."

Chen Ye raised his hand to block the microphone that was about to poke his nose.

"They're not married, they just got back together. Your imaginations are so wild, you should probably see a neurologist."

Chen Ye said casually, "Also, don't block my way, I'm hungry."

He put his arm around Song Yuqi's shoulder and walked towards the restaurant entrance.

The paparazzi weren't about to let this massive influx of traffic slip by, and they desperately pushed their way forward.

Just then, a skinny man wearing a baseball cap suddenly emerged from the crowd on the left.

The man was holding a black microphone without a logo, which he pointed directly at Song Yuqi.

"Miss Song Yuqi!"

The gaunt man's voice was sharp and grating, carrying obvious malice.

"An insider revealed that your breakup with Chen Ye back then wasn't due to any differences in career plans at all!"

"It's because Chen Ye cheated on his wife with a top-tier actress on set!"

"For a scumbag like him, your decision to get back together suggests he has some leverage over you, or perhaps you've reached some kind of exchange of benefits?!"

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Even the paparazzi next to him were stunned.

Who the hell is this newcomer? Is he that brave?

This kind of baseless, fabricated questioning is like offering your face to be slapped.

Chen Ye's eyes instantly turned cold.

He was about to speak when Song Yuqi in his arms exploded.

Song Yuqi yanked off the suit jacket draped over her body and broke free from Chen Ye's embrace.

She stepped forward.

Those eyes, which usually crinkle when they smile, were now chillingly cold.

She stared intently at the gaunt man.

"Which media outlet are you from?"

Song Yuqi pointed her finger directly at the other person's nose.

"Who sent you? Who knows the inside story? Give me their name!"

The gaunt man was so intimidated by her aura that he took a half step back, but he still gritted his teeth and held up the microphone.

"Miss Song, you're so agitated, did I just hit the nail on the head...?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Song Yuqi interrupted him without hesitation, her voice clear and loud in the night.

"My breakup with Chen Ye was simply due to our different career paths; it was an amicable split."

"No mistress, no infidelity, no melodramatic plot twists!"

She glanced around at the cameras and spoke each word with unwavering conviction.

"Don't spread rumors about me. If I see you taking my words out of context or continuing to spread these disgusting rumors online tomorrow..."

Song Yuqi gave a cold laugh.

"My legal team will send the lawyer's letter directly to your home. See you in court."

He's handsome.

Chen Ye silently gave his wife a thumbs up in his heart.

To deal with such a scoundrel, you have to be even more ruthless than him.

Chen Ye smiled and stepped forward, putting his arm around Song Yuqi's shoulder and pulling her closer to him.

"Alright, why waste words with this kind of person? Be careful not to get your smell on you."

He glanced at the gaunt man, the warning in his eyes clear.

Deng Chao and Chen He quickly surrounded them, separating them from the crowd.

"Let's go, let's go eat, I'm starving!" Chen He shouted loudly to smooth things over.

The group turned and walked towards the restaurant entrance.

Just as these money-making machines were about to enter, the skinny man who had been publicly humiliated became furious.

"Song Yuqi, what are you pretending to be so high and mighty for!"

The gaunt man suddenly charged forward like a madman.

He shoved aside the stagehand blocking his way and lunged at Song Yuqi.

One hand gripped Song Yuqi's arm tightly, while the other held a dark, unidentified object, which it shoved directly at her.

"what!"

Song Yuqi was startled by this sudden action and instinctively shrank back.

But the other person was too fast, and it looked like that dirty hand was about to grab her clothes.

"Snapped!"

A crisp sound rang out at the restaurant entrance.

Chen Ye reacted faster than anyone else.

He reflexively took half a step forward, directly blocking Song Yuqi's path.

He swung his right hand in a wide arc and slapped the skinny man hard across the face.

The force was so great that it sent the skinny man spinning halfway around on the spot.

The black, unidentified object in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

It's a miniature voice recorder.

"Get out of here!"

Chen Ye shouted angrily.

This roar was filled with intense anger.

His usual carefree and lazy old-fashioned demeanor completely disappeared.

He stared at the paparazzi who was clutching his wrist and groaning, his eyes fierce.

"Take one more step forward, and I'll make sure you leave here sideways today."

The gaunt man was terrified by his expression, covered his face and backed away, falling to the ground with a thud.

The flashes from the surrounding cameras stopped instantly.

Everyone was stunned by Chen Ye's sudden burst of murderous aura, and no one dared to breathe.

Song Yuqi stood behind Chen Ye, looking at his broad back.

The shock from just now hasn't completely subsided.

She looked at the man in front of her and reached out to grab the hem of his clothes.

"Are you alright?" Chen Ye turned his head, his voice softening instantly.

Song Yuqi shook her head.

"Go in."

Chen Ye didn't even glance at the paparazzi again, and strode into the restaurant with Song Yuqi in his arms.

Deng Chao, Lu Han, and the others exchanged glances, their faces grim.

What kind of situation is this?

What should have been a celebratory banquet almost turned into a personal injury incident.

"Old Wang, you'd better explain yourself clearly."

As Deng Chao passed by Wang Zhengyu, he coldly uttered a remark.

Wang Zhengyu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, feeling like he was going to lose ten years of his life tonight.

The most luxurious private room on the second floor of the hotel.

Once the gate is closed, the noise outside is shut out.

The air pressure inside the private room was frighteningly low.

A dozen or so people found their seats around the huge mahogany round table.

No one ordered food, and no one spoke.

Chen He, who is usually the most active, is now sitting quietly in his chair, not even drinking water.

Lu Han lowered his head.

Chen Ye pulled out a chair and let Song Yuqi sit down.

He didn't sit down, but instead rested his hands on the back of the chair, staring intently at Wang Zhengyu who had just entered.

Old Wang felt uneasy under his gaze and reluctantly locked the door to the private room.

"Old Wang."

Chen Ye spoke up.

The voice wasn't loud, lacking the fury it had displayed at the door, but it carried a chilling aura that sent shivers down one's spine.

"You booked this restaurant on short notice this afternoon, right?"

Wang Zhengyu nodded and swallowed.

"Yes, it was ordered around 4 PM."

"What's the level of secrecy?" Chen Ye continued to ask.

"Besides me, only the executive director who was in the car knew," Wang Zhengyu quickly explained.

Chen Ye chuckled softly.

"The itinerary was known only to two people, but as soon as we arrived at the entrance, dozens of media outlets were already waiting outside."

Chen Ye pulled out a chair and sat down, placing his hands crossed on the table.

"What? Do these paparazzi have supernatural eyes, or did you, Old Wang, put up posters outside the hotel welcoming them to take pictures?"

Sweat poured even more from Wang Zhengyu's forehead.

He knows Chen Ye too well.

This kid usually seems unserious and can joke around with anyone he wants.

But if you cross his bottom line, he's the type to flip the table.

Today's incident clearly shows that they are repeatedly crossing his bottom line.

"Yezi, let me explain..."

"Explain what?" Chen Ye interrupted him directly.

"Explain why that paparazzi was able to blend into the crowd so accurately? Explain why that broken recording pen he was holding almost hit Yuqi's face?"

Chen Ye pointed to Song Yuqi sitting next to him.

"Old Wang, we've known each other for quite some time now."

"I can tolerate you creating some drama for the sake of the show, since Deng Chao and the other two are there too, so it's fine for them to play along."

Chen Ye's eyes were cold.

"But what happened today is no longer just for the sake of the show."

"Someone is selling information within the film crew."

No one spoke in the private room.

Deng Chao sat to the side, unusually refraining from trying to smooth things over.

Chen He and Lu Han also looked serious.

They all knew that leaks of film crew schedules were actually quite common in the entertainment industry.

In order to earn extra money, some staff members often sell celebrities' flight and hotel information to scalpers and paparazzi.

But today's move was too precise.

Moreover, the paparazzi who rushed up was clearly there with malicious intent.

What if that paparazzi hadn't been holding a recording pen, but a bottle of sulfuric acid instead?

Thinking of this, Deng Chao broke out in a cold sweat.

"Old Wang, this is indeed a bit too much," Deng Chao said, frowning.

"If we can't find out there's a mole in the production crew, who will dare to film shows with peace of mind in the future?"

Huang Bo nodded in agreement.

"Yeah, Lao Wang, it's fortunate that Ye Zi reacted quickly today. If Yu Qi had really been hurt, we might as well just disband the show and call it a day."

Wang Zhengyu is now in a very difficult position.

He wiped the cold sweat from his face and walked up to Chen Ye.

If this matter isn't resolved today, Chen Ye would definitely dare to take Song Yuqi and leave on the spot.

With his current popularity, if he just posts a Weibo message saying that the crew's security is terrible, the entire show will have to be suspended tomorrow.

Wang Zhengyu looked at Chen Ye with a bitter expression.

"Yezi, I will give you an explanation for this."

P.S.: My computer broke down today, so the update is late. There will be three more chapters tonight. Thanks again to all the brothers who sent gifts, and thank you to L1不吃鱼 for the king of gifts! I'll continue with 6 chapters tomorrow!