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

The morning sunlight slanted through the gaps in the curtains and fell obliquely on the headboard.

Chen Ye was awakened by a strong tingling and numb sensation.

Open your eyes.

My right arm has completely lost sensation.

Shift your gaze downwards.

Song Yuqi used both her hands and feet to cling tightly to him.

The fluffy head was resting on his right arm, fast asleep, with a trace of drool at the corner of its mouth.

Chen Ye sighed.

How did this woman manage to sleep in such a contorted position all night?

He reached for his phone on the bedside table with his surviving left hand.

The screen lit up; it was a little past eight.

I can afford it.

If I keep sleeping, this arm will be ruined today.

Chen Ye held his breath, reached out his left hand to support Song Yuqi's head, and gently moved her to the side.

Song Yuqi grunted.

Chen Ye froze, not daring to even breathe.

Fortunately, the girl just rolled over, hugged her pillow, and continued smacking her lips.

Chen Ye swung his limp right arm and tiptoed off the bed.

I left the room and closed the door behind me.

Back in his room next door, Chen Ye went into the bathroom and took a quick shower.

After washing up, I changed into clean casual clothes.

I just threw the towel I used to dry my hair into the laundry basket.

"Bang bang bang!"

The door was pounded on so hard it made a deafening noise.

Who is it?

Chen Ye walked over and opened the door.

When the door opened, a "wild man" was standing outside.

Lu Han had messy hair and a layer of bluish-black stubble on his chin.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and her eye bags were practically drooping down to her cheekbones.

His resentment was so strong that it couldn't be contained.

"Holy crap." Chen Ye looked him up and down. "What were you doing behind our backs last night? What's with that look?"

Lu Han ignored him, drifted into the room like a ghost, and collapsed on the sofa.

Chen Ye shook his head, took a bottle of chilled mineral water, walked over and threw it into Lu Han's arms.

"What happened?" Chen Ye sat down on the single sofa opposite him. "Didn't you sleep all night?"

Lu Han unscrewed the bottle of mineral water and tilted his head back to take a big gulp.

The icy water made him shiver.

He put down the water bottle and stared intently at Chen Ye.

"Ye Zi," Lu Han said in a hoarse voice, "I watched our CP fans analyze the tarot cards last night."

Chen Ye's face twitched.

His facial features twisted uncontrollably, eventually freezing into a meme of an old man on the subway looking at his phone.

"Are you out of your mind?" Chen Ye retorted without any politeness.

Why are you up so late at night, watching cyber fortune telling?!

Has this kid's brain completely drained?

Lu Han suddenly sat up straight, hands on his knees, his eyes filled with fervor.

"The tarot cards say it!" he spoke rapidly, "The Knight of Pentacles reversed upright, and the Three of Swords represents past wounds healing! Yezi, she still has feelings for me! Really!"

Chen Ye leaned back on the sofa and sneered.

"Did you watch dozens of different divination videos?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Lu Han nodded repeatedly. "I scrolled through it all night! Almost every time, the result was the same: she has feelings for me! This is the mystery! This is destiny!"

Chen Ye raised his hand and rubbed his throbbing temples.

Hopeless.

A former top celebrity in the Chinese entertainment industry went completely mad because he didn't reply to WeChat messages, and became an unofficial spokesperson for tarot cards.

If this news gets out, it could support eight hundred marketing accounts.

"Use your brain for a second," Chen Ye said, pointing at him. "Who is that video for?"

Lu Han was stunned when she heard Chen Ye's words.

"This is for your CP fans!" Chen Ye said, exasperated. "They need traffic, they need to make a living! Do you expect them to calculate that you two will never speak to each other again, and then post it to make fans unfollow? If they don't cater to the CP fans' wishes, what will they eat? Starve?!"

The deer shrank its neck, still stubbornly refusing to admit it.

"You don't understand, Yezi." He gripped the water bottle tightly. "That tarot spread was incredibly accurate. It even figured out what we argued about back then. It must be real."

Chen Ye laughed in exasperation.

"Fine, even if she has feelings for you," Chen Ye said, crossing his arms in front of him. "So what?"

Lu Han blinked, unable to respond.

"Instead of spending the whole night watching videos edited by CP fans and reading those damn tarot cards," Chen Ye said seriously. "You should think of a way to completely clear up the mess between you and that person."

The fervor on Lu Han's face faded, and she frowned.

"Back then, to spite Dilraba, you impulsively announced your relationship with someone else." Chen Ye mercilessly reopened old wounds. "Now the whole internet thinks you're a devoted and genuine man, but you're chasing after Dilraba now. What do you think you are?"

Chen Ye tapped his knee with his fingers.

"Your current identity is that of a person with a girlfriend. If you suddenly start interacting frequently with Dilraba, or even invite her to the show, what will happen?"

"What will those who are interested write if they see this?"

Chen Ye stared intently at Lu Han.

"They'll label Dilraba as a third party."

"How much criticism did she endure because of you back then? Now that she's finally made it big, you want her to suffer another round of online backlash because of you?"

"This isn't compensation, this is a burden."

Chen Ye's words hit the nail on the head.

Lu Han suddenly shuddered.

Yup!

If that incident from back then isn't clarified, Dilraba will always be in an awkward position.

If I get close to her, I'll only bring her trouble.

This must be clarified!

Lu Han's eyes hardened, and she grabbed the phone next to her, frantically tapping the screen with her fingers.

"I'll post this on Weibo right now!" Lu Han gritted her teeth. "I'll confess all the stupid things I did back then! I'll apologize to the entire internet! Even if I get flamed to death, I have to defuse this landmine!"

Chen Ye's eyelids twitched, and he grabbed Chen Ye's wrist.

"Have some decency!" Chen Ye glared at him. "The Weibo server crashed twice last night because of me and Yuqi! The programmers are probably still on oxygen at their desks right now!"

"If you pull another stunt today, do you believe these programmers will come and assassinate us both?"

Lu Han paused in his movements.

Also.

If Weibo crashes for two consecutive days, the entire internet community will go crazy.

"Then I'll post a long article to clarify things, okay?" Lu Han looked at Chen Ye. "Ye Zi, how should I write this article? Can you help me figure it out?"

Chen Ye decisively shifted the blame.

"Don't come to me. I'm blunt, and I'm afraid that if I write something, the whole internet will petition to ban you."

He raised his chin.

"Why don't you go and discuss this with Brother Chao and Brother He?"

"Those two old fogies have been in the industry for so many years, and they are best at playing the game of Tai Chi and writing nonsense literature. Your situation is too bizarre. I can't think of a copywriting that would allow you to get away unscathed in a short time."

Lu Han nodded thoughtfully.

That makes sense.

He put his phone back in his pocket and suddenly stood up.

"I'll go find them both."

After saying that, Lu Han turned and rushed out the door.

He didn't even turn his head.

Chen Ye looked at the empty doorway and shook his head helplessly.

This kid is really obsessed.

Hopefully, Deng Chao and Chen He will listen to his request and not just throw him out the window.

Chen Ye stood up and stretched.

My stomach rumbled in protest.

Time to go eat breakfast.

Chen Ye walked out of the room and turned to walk next door.

I was just about to raise my hand to knock on the door and wake Song Yuqi up.

A series of heavy footsteps came from the direction of the stairs.

Chen Ye turned his head.

Wang Zhengyu was climbing the wooden stairs, step by step, up to the second floor.

The director's current appearance is not much better than Lu Han's.

His hair was messy, he had dark circles under his eyes, and his face looked sallow from staying up all night.

He was clutching a black tablet computer tightly in his hand.

Wang Zhengyu walked up to Chen Ye.

The two looked at each other in the hallway.

It was very quiet around, with only the faint sounds of staff moving equipment coming from the first floor.

Wang Zhengyu didn't beat around the bush.

He raised his head, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Chen Ye.

"Yezi," Wang Zhengyu's voice was hoarse, "I've found the person who leaked the itinerary."