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

Inside the private room, the rich aroma of braised turtle mingled with the spicy scent of baijiu (Chinese liquor).

Chen Ye turned his phone screen upside down on the table, picked up his chopsticks, and put a piece of fish in his mouth.

Prior to this, he had already sent a message in a three-person WeChat group called "Front Row Observer Group".

"Watch me begin casting the spell, and you all need to coordinate."

Deng Chao and Chen He received the instructions.

The two exchanged a knowing glance.

They all put down their chopsticks, putting on expressions of deep sorrow and indignation.

Chen Ye swallowed the fish and took a tissue to wipe his mouth.

He turned his head and looked at Lu Han, who was silently peeling boiled peanuts, and deliberately let out a long sigh.

"Brother Lu, let me speak from the bottom of my heart."

Chen Ye spoke in a deep voice.

Lu Han paused in her actions and looked up at him.

"You treat your phone like a sacred object every day, like a statue waiting for its husband, it's not a good thing."

Chen Ye leaned forward slightly. "So, what are you planning to do with Dilraba?"

Deng Chao immediately chimed in, slapping his thigh in anguish, "That's right, Xiao Lu! Look at you now, you look like a ghost, where's the true gentlemanly demeanor you had back in Beijing?"

Chen He also came over, his small eyes wide open: "It's not good for you to keep this to yourself all day. Tell us what's bothering you, and we'll definitely help you come up with a solution."

Seeing the concerned looks in her three good brothers' eyes, Lu Han's eyes reddened.

He had no idea that his three grandsons were plotting something and waiting to see him make a fool of himself the next day.

Lu smiled bitterly and threw the peeled peanuts in his hand into the dish.

"I also want to know what to do."

Lu Han picked up his wine glass, tilted his head back, and took a sip of baijiu. The spiciness made him gasp for breath.

"My situation is completely different from yours, Yezi."

He glanced at Chen Ye, his tone full of envy.

"Yezi and her sister-in-law were at least open about their relationship back then, and they dated for more than a year. They broke up peacefully and amicably."

Lu Han let out a long sigh.

"They met again two years later, and they still had feelings for each other. This is called a broken mirror being mended."

At this point, Lu Han painfully grabbed a handful of hair.

"And me?" Lu Han pointed to her nose, her voice cracking, "Back then, I was like a brain-stem idiot! Just because her company was strict, I went and talked to someone else out of spite!"

He slammed his fist on the table.

"It's normal for him to ignore me now. If I were Dilraba, I definitely wouldn't talk to this crazy guy either!"

Seeing Lu Han's self-reflective expression, which revealed her true colors, Chen Ye tightened his grip on his wine glass, afraid that he would burst out laughing.

That shows a pretty clear self-awareness.

It seems he's been quite provoked by himself, Old Deng, and Chen He these past two days.

"So you're just going to keep waiting like this?" Chen Ye continued to dig a hole, "I saw your single status announcement, it made quite a stir, but I haven't seen anyone reply with even an emoji."

Lu Han covered her face and slumped into the chair.

"And..." Lu Han's voice was muffled.

Chen Ye raised an eyebrow: "And what?"

"We can't even meet now!" Lu Han suddenly looked up, her face full of despair. "When I talk to her on WeChat, she doesn't reply at all."

He started calculating on his fingers.

"Dilraba is such a popular actress now, she's always on set filming, and she basically doesn't appear on variety shows except to promote her new dramas."

"Look at me again." Lu Han pointed to herself with self-deprecation. "How many years have I been so indifferent? Not to mention my declining popularity, in my current state, there's absolutely no chance for the two of us to collaborate."

After listening, Deng Chao and Chen He nodded and sighed with great seriousness.

The two lowered their heads and pretended to look for something, trying to hide their barely suppressed laughter.

Chen Ye looked at Lu Han's lifeless expression and suddenly laughed.

"What's so difficult about that?" Chen Ye picked up his teacup and blew on it to cool it down.

There was a moment of silence in the private room.

"How about I tailor-make an album just for you?" Chen Ye said casually, as if he were talking about what to have for supper.

boom.

Lu Han slammed the wine glass in her hand onto the table.

Deng Chao and Chen He also looked at Chen Ye with shock.

"How about I help you get back to the top?" Chen Ye dropped this bombshell with a smile.

Even Deng Chao couldn't sit still anymore.

Lu Han's eyes suddenly lit up dramatically, and her breathing became rapid.

As long as it's labeled by Chen Ye, even if the album is terrible, it can stay on the trending topics for a week.

But after only five seconds of excitement, the light in Lu Han's eyes slowly dimmed again.

He looked at Chen Ye with a conflicted expression, and gritted his teeth.

"Let's forget about it, Yezi." Lu Han waved his hands repeatedly.

"Why is that?" Chen Ye asked Lu Han, puzzled.

"The songs you write are all top-notch, like gods battling it out." Lu Han chuckled self-deprecatingly. "I've been neglecting my voice for so long, it's not at its peak anymore. If I mess up the performance, wouldn't that ruin your reputation?"

He'd rather be completely ruined himself than drag his brothers down with him.

"Absolutely not, forget it." Lu Han said firmly.

Upon hearing this, Chen Ye looked at the somewhat haggard young master from Beijing in front of him.

Aside from Chen He's family, there aren't many people in this circle who are genuinely good to him.

Back when the original owner of this body had just transmigrated and was still unknown, Deng Chao and Chen He helped him a lot.

At that time, Lu Han, who was at the height of her popularity and whose Weibo posts could be forwarded in record numbers, was ignored when Chen Ye released his first new song.

Without any exchange of benefits, he simply waved his hand on Weibo and pulled together his tens of millions of loyal fans to help Chen Ye promote his work.

No matter how much Chen Ye usually teases these three old fogies, in his heart, these three guys are true brothers who can be relied upon.

Thinking of this, Chen Ye's teasing expression disappeared.

"I'm not kidding, I'm serious." Chen Ye stared into Lu Han's eyes.

"Once we finish recording in Wuha, come find me directly. I'll personally handle everything from song selection to recording, and create a unique album just for you."

Chen Ye paused, then let out a cold laugh.

"As for ruining my reputation by singing badly? That depends on whether I want you to ruin it. Once you're in my recording studio, even if you're a pig, I can make you hum a tune."

Lu Han was stunned on the spot.

Before he could continue to refuse, Deng Chao, who was standing next to him, slapped Lu Han on the back.

"What are you trying to back out of!" Deng Chao roared. "Yezi said he'd personally handle it for you—that's an opportunity so many people in the entertainment industry would beg for on their knees!"

Chen He chimed in, "That's right! Don't be ungrateful! Quickly offer Ye Zi a toast!"

Looking at his brothers, Lu Han's eyes welled up with tears.

Men don't need a lot of sentimental nonsense in their relationship.

He grabbed the decanter on the table and poured himself a full glass of 50-proof liquor.

"Yezi, I'm not saying anything more."

Lu Han picked up his wine glass without even stumbling.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooh.

He downed two ounces of baijiu in three gulps.

Setting down his glass, Lu Han's eyes were glazed over, but a genuine smile spread across his face—the first one of the night.

"Good brother!"

The four men drank freely, letting all the fatigue they had accumulated recently evaporate in the alcohol.

The topic shifted abruptly from heavy emotional issues to all sorts of low-class and sensational gossip within the entertainment industry.

We ate our late-night snack until 2:30 a.m.

Until Lu Han completely blacked out and slid under the table, Deng Chao and Chen He also started slurring their words.

Chen Ye remained perfectly sober because of his seemingly bottomless alcohol tolerance.

After settling the bill, Chen Ye and the driver worked together to stuff the three completely drunk guys into the van and drove them back to the hotel.

Upon arriving at Deng Chao's room, Chen Ye threw Lu Han, Chen He, and Deng Chao onto the beds respectively.

I went downstairs to the front desk and asked for a spare room key for my room.

It was past three o'clock when Chen Ye got to his room.

Swipe your card to open the door.

The room was pitch black, with only a dim yellow light emanating from a bedside lamp.

On the large bed, Song Yuqi was curled up in the quilt, fast asleep.

Chen Ye walked quietly without turning on the headlights.

He quickly took off his clothes, which reeked of alcohol and cigarette smoke, and went straight into the bathroom.

I turned the shower to its highest setting, rinsed off the odor in a few swipes, squeezed out a large dollop of mint-scented shower gel, dried myself with a towel, and came out.

I returned to the bedside.

Chen Ye gently lifted a corner of the blanket, just about to lie down.

Song Yuqi, who had been fast asleep, suddenly moved.

A hot, soft body wrapped around her naturally.

"husband……"

Song Yuqi did not open her eyes, her voice was thick with nasal tone and languid.

She rubbed her face against Chen Ye's firm chest, her warm breath brushing against his collarbone.

These past few days, in order to film the show, the two of them have been staying in the same suite, but there are cameras all around them, and they are exhausted like dogs at night.

There's simply no opportunity to do anything that adults should be doing.

Now in a closed hotel room without cameras.

Song Yuqi was only wearing an extremely thin silk nightgown at the moment.

Chen Ye looked down at the dazed yet beautiful woman in his arms.

My drowsiness, which I had originally planned to do, vanished instantly.

He flipped over and pinned Song Yuqi down completely.

Song Yuqi groaned as the sudden weight pressed down on her, and finally opened her eyes groggily.

By the dim light of the bedside lamp, she could see clearly Chen Ye's extremely aggressive eyes.

"What are you doing? Don't we have to record the show tomorrow?" Song Yuqi said coquettishly, giving Chen Ye's shoulder a symbolic push.

"Old Wang says we can explore on our own tomorrow."

Chen Ye lowered his head, his nose touching Song Yuqi's nose.

"In other words, even if we sleep until the afternoon tomorrow, no one will come knocking on the door."

Before she could react, Chen Ye's domineering kisses rained down on her.

Lips and teeth intertwined.

Chen Ye's hands slipped inside the smooth silk hem.

My palms were pressed against warm, smooth skin.

Song Yuqi let out a suppressed moan.

The mattress made a faint creaking sound.

Chen Ye grabbed the back of her head with one hand, his actions becoming increasingly unreasonable.

The temperature in the room skyrocketed.

The silk nightgown had somehow slipped down onto the carpet.

Tonight, Chen Ye has no intention of being human anymore.