Life countdown begins, ice queen bursts into security room

Li Cheng lowered his voice and leaned closer: "Su Yuyan is one of the shareholders of Times Media. She's definitely not here tonight to talk about music arrangement. Brother, she's a man-eating demon. You just won the championship, you're riding high, don't let a woman ruin your chances."

Jiang Fan picked up the suit jacket draped over the back of the chair.

"Go home and rest early."

Li Cheng watched Jiang Fan's retreating figure, opened his mouth, and finally managed to utter only, "Be careful."

Penguin Hotel, 18th floor.

Jiang Fan stepped onto the thick carpet and stopped in front of the door of Executive Suite 1801.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door. Twice.

The door opened quickly.

Su Yuyan was wearing a wine-red silk nightgown, with the belt loosely tied at the waist.

Holding a half-empty glass of red wine, the beauty mark at the corner of her eye shone alluringly in the dim light of the corridor.

"Come in." She stepped aside.

The main lights in the room were not on; only a few ambient lights were lit by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Jiang Fan went inside and sat down on the sofa.

Su Yuyan walked to the wine cabinet, poured a glass of red wine, and handed it to Jiang Fan.

"Times Media wants the copyright to 'Nocturne'." Su Yuyan sat down opposite him, her legs crossed, the hem of her robe slipping down to reveal a large expanse of fair skin. "Not just 'Nocturne,' we want you too."

Jiang Fan didn't take the wine glass and leaned back on the sofa.

"Did Teacher Su call me here in the middle of the night just to act as a mediator?"

"I'm doing this for your own good." Su Yuyan swirled the wine in her glass, the red liquid forming an arc on the glass.

"You've offended Sheng Hai. Although Xu Qingya is protecting you at Tianyu Media, she doesn't represent the entire Tianyu management. Only Times Media can give you absolute resource support."

She stood up, walked around the coffee table, went to Jiang Fan's side, and bent down.

The neckline offers a complete view.

The strong scent of rose perfume wafted straight into Jiang Fan's nose.

"I can guarantee that if you sign with me, you'll be a grand slam winner at next year's Golden Melody Awards."

Su Yuyan's fingers rested on Jiang Fan's shoulder, slowly sliding down the edge of his suit jacket.

She was waiting for Jiang Fan's reaction.

It's impossible for a twenty-year-old to remain unmoved by this level of temptation.

She knew all too well where men's weaknesses lay.

Jiang Fan raised his hand and grabbed Su Yuyan's wrist.

Su Yuyan's lips curled into a triumphant smile.

But the next second, her smile froze.

Jiang Fan's grip was extremely strong; he pulled hard.

Su Yuyan let out a startled cry, lost her balance, and fell directly onto Jiang Fan's lap.

A few drops of red wine spilled onto Jiang Fan's black shirt, leaving dark stains.

"Ms. Su," Jiang Fan stared into her eyes, "does your Times Media always use this method to poach talent?"

Su Yuyan took a deep breath, suppressing the panic in her heart.

She stretched out her arms and hooked them around Jiang Fan's neck.

"That depends on who you're digging up." Her voice turned sweet and suggestive, "Jiang Fan, you're a smart guy. Follow me, and you'll have whatever you want."

Jiang Fan looked at the string of golden characters above her head.

[Target: Su Yuyan]

[Compatibility: SS]

Jiang Fan's mind stirred slightly.

[The system's charismatic aura has been unleashed.]

An extremely pure masculine aura instantly enveloped Su Yuyan.

Su Yuyan was still scheming in her mind how to manipulate Jiang Fan's contract when this scent entered her nostrils, and her mind went completely blank.

She looked at Jiang Fan, who was so close to her.

That thin, aloof face possessed a fatal attraction in the dim light.

Su Yuyan felt her mouth was dry and her body was filled with an unfamiliar heat.

Having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, what kind of men haven't she seen?

She always thought of herself as a hunter in control of everything.

But now, she finds that even her breathing rhythm is out of control.

Her once-proud aura as a mature and sophisticated woman shattered completely.

"You..." Su Yuyan's voice trembled slightly, and the muscles in her legs tensed involuntarily.

Jiang Fan's hand moved up her waistline and stopped at the back of her neck.

"Didn't you have many professional questions to ask, Professor Su?" Jiang Fan's voice was low, with a hint of teasing. "Now you can ask."

Su Yuyan's body went limp.

She completely gave up resisting, tilted her head back, and kissed him willingly.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city of Shenzhen is ablaze with lights.

Inside the suite, a wine glass fell onto the carpet with a dull thud.

Su Yuyan's burgundy bathrobe was tossed in the corner of the sofa.

She finally understood why Xu Qingya treated this man differently.

This is not some naive young boy who has never seen the world.

This is a wolf that eats people without spitting out the bones.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Jiang Fan leaned against the headboard and lit a cigarette.

The system panel pops up.

[Total Lifespan Gained: 3000 points] (Deep Compatibility x3)

Current lifespan: 13600 points

[Remaining lifespan: 6 days and 12 hours]

Jiang Fan exhaled a smoke ring.

Su Yuyan lay down beside him and fell into a deep sleep.

The Fairy Queen is arrogant on stage, but in private she's like a gentle cat.

The system repaired the physical exhaustion caused by her years of working non-stop.

Her breathing is more steady now than ever.

The next day at 10 a.m.

Su Yuyan opened her eyes.

Sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains.

She sat up abruptly, the blanket slipping off her body, and there was no one beside her.

Jiang Fan has already left.

Su Yuyan rubbed her temples, her whole body exuding an indescribable lightness.

She got out of bed and went into the bathroom, looking at herself in the mirror.

Her skin was radiant, the fine lines around her eyes had disappeared, and she looked as if she had become five years younger.

Su Yuyan was stunned.

She touched her face, the madness of last night flashing through her mind.

What kind of magic does that man possess?

There was a hotel note on the sink.

There are only four characters above, written in a vigorous and powerful style:

Thank you for your hospitality.

Su Yuyan gripped the note, gritted her teeth, and her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.

She picked up her phone and dialed the number of the vice president of Times Media.

"Hey, Yu Yan, how's the negotiation with Jiang Fan going?"

"The deal fell through." Su Yuyan looked at herself in the mirror. "He won't sign with Times Media."

"How is that possible? You personally went and couldn't take it down?"

"He's not someone you can buy with money and resources." Su Yuyan hung up the phone.

She folded the note and put it into her makeup bag.

Jiang Fan, we have a long future ahead of us.

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Li Cheng completed the resignation procedures very quickly.

He walked out of the "Rising Star" production center in Pengcheng with his bag on his back, lit a cigarette at the entrance, and saw Jiang Fan and Shen Nian already waiting by the roadside.

"Okay, this is the first time in my life I've voluntarily resigned." Li Cheng took a deep breath and exhaled a puff of white mist. "Feels pretty good."

Jiang Fan pushed the handle of his suitcase over. "The plane will take off in two hours."

Shen Nian stood to the side, holding a small cloth bag in her hand, without saying a word.

The three of them took a taxi to the airport and didn't talk much along the way.

The green belts on both sides of the highway rushed past the window.

Li Cheng turned to the side and lowered his voice to ask Jiang Fan, "What did Su Yuyan say last night?"

"She wanted me to sign with Time Media, but I didn't."

"this one?"

Li Cheng stared at his profile for three seconds, then swallowed back the words he hadn't said.

Upon arriving at the airport and completing check-in, the three of them found a row of chairs in the waiting area and sat down.

Li Cheng went to buy coffee, while Jiang Fan took out his phone and glanced at Weibo.

The hashtag #JiangFanNocturne# is currently trending at number one on the hot search list.

Less than six hours after the edited version of the program aired, the discussion surrounding "Nocturne" exceeded 300 million.

The most shared comment below only had one sentence:

"Chinese culture is the best."

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It was already past 4 PM when we landed in Shanghai.

Li Cheng hailed a car and left first, saying he was going to see his lawyer friend to ask about Shen Nian's case.

Shen Nian's temporary accommodation was a short-term rental apartment rented by Fanyin Studio.

The three parted ways at the entrance to the departure level.

Shen Nian pulled her luggage to leave, but after taking two steps, she stopped and turned around.

"Jiang Fan".

"Um."

"Thank you," she said briefly, but her eyes were sincere.

Jiang Fan didn't say anything nice; he just raised his chin, gesturing for her to go.

As night fell, Xu Qingya's message arrived.

The leaves of the sycamore trees cast dappled shadows under the streetlights.

Jiang Fan stood at the door of the old villa and rang the doorbell.

The door opened.

Xu Qingya was wearing a white cotton and linen loungewear, her hair was not tied up and was casually draped over her shoulders.

Jiang Fan went inside.

Xu Qingya's nose twitched slightly.

She smelled a very faint scent of rose perfume.

She was all too familiar with that taste.

Su Yuyan's custom-made perfume.

She closed the door, her eyes so cold they could freeze.

The two went to the living room and sat down.

"Did Su Yuyan come to see you last night?" Xu Qingya asked in a flat tone, revealing no emotion.

Jiang Fan leaned back on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest: "Well, we discussed music for a bit."

Xu Qingya slammed the water glass in her hand onto the table.

"Did they discuss it to Su Yuyan's bed?"

The temperature inside the room dropped sharply.

Jiang Fan looked up at her: "Empress Xu, are you jealous?"

Xu Qingya sneered, "Jealous of a security guard? I'm just reminding you that Su Yuyan is a shareholder of Times Media. Don't be taken advantage of and end up helping her count the money."

Jiang Fan leaned closer and lowered his voice.

"Don't worry, it won't sell. I'm the kind of person who only takes advantage and never suffers a loss."

Xu Qingya stared at his face, which was so close to hers.

That unique scent that she found so addictive once again filled her nostrils.

She gritted her teeth and pulled Jiang Fan towards the bedroom.

"What are you doing?"

"Discuss music," Xu Qingya spat out through gritted teeth.