Huayu: Nobody understands top celebrities better than me.

Lin Yu and Yue Lina exchanged a glance, smiled slightly, and then Lin Yu suddenly asked, "So, Ms. Yue, am I obligated to sign this contract?"

"I hope you sign it." Yue Lina's tone was calm, but Lin Yu smiled knowingly upon hearing this.

The meaning of this statement is quite simple: he doesn't have to sign it.

The paths for popular actors and traditional actors are not yet clearly distinguishable.

No matter how he tries to explain, it won't make sense.

Moreover, what the other party wanted was not an explanation, but an attitude.

"Then please have Lina bring out the real contract." Lin Yu tilted his head, a smile playing on his lips.

His judgment was correct; Yuanmei Jianxin was not a powerful company.

Hearing the sudden change in address, Yue Lina was both angry and amused, but she still stood up and took out another contract from her desk drawer.

"Mr. Guo was right about you. That 7-3 contract was the one I wanted you to sign, this one is the one he thinks you will sign."

As Yue Lina spoke, she handed him the contract.

Lin Yu didn't reply. He carefully read through the document before taking out a pen and signing the 50/50 profit-sharing agreement stroke by stroke.

"I have a question for you. Is it because you're dissatisfied with the resources the company is providing you that you don't want to sign that contract?" Yue Lina asked curiously.

Lin Yu waved his hand, "Sister Lina, in the year since my debut, the only show that has aired so far is 'Soul Ferry,' which the company gave me, and it became a huge hit. Why would I be dissatisfied with the resources the company provides me?"

"That's what President Guo said too, but if that's the case, then I really don't understand." Yue Lina's voice was filled with curiosity.

Lin Yu put away one copy of the contract, stood up, and calmly said, "If I wanted to be an actor, Jianxin would definitely be my dream company, but... I want to be a star."

After saying this, Lin Yu didn't explain further and hurriedly said goodbye to Yue Lina. He also gave Xu Yan two days off.

They booked tickets for May 10th to fly to Qincheng.

These past two days, Lin Yu has also been able to take a break.

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Along the way, Lin Yu drove the company car and soon arrived at the door of the room he shared with Li Yitong.

This house has practically become his and Li Yitong's base camp.

But it's alright, at least this is a place to stay, a place to put my luggage and such.

He skillfully took out the key, inserted it into the lock, and as soon as he turned it half a turn, the iron gate opened with a click.

Lin Yu's brows furrowed immediately.

"Did Li Yitong leave without locking it?" Lin Yu thought to himself, but still tightened his grip on the suitcase slightly.

He pushed the door open a crack and looked inside, but didn't find anything unusual.

Seeing this, Lin Yu was still not at ease. He casually placed the suitcase at the door, opened the iron gate wide, and then stepped inside.

He was taken aback when he entered the room.

Inside the room, the curtains were drawn, and on the sofa, Li Yitong was fast asleep, wearing only a white shirt.

Seeing the large expanse of exposed skin, Lin Yu hurriedly went out and brought in his suitcase, then quickly closed the door tightly.

The rollers made a slight noise as they scraped against the wooden floor, successfully waking Li Yitong from her sleep.

Upon waking, she hurriedly pulled her white shirt to cover up the exposed skin before sitting up and looking towards the entrance where the sound had come from.

"Awake?" Lin Yu's deep, gentle voice came through.

Li Yitong blushed when she saw the boy appear at the door:

"You...aren't you filming? How come you have time to come back?"

"I just saw you were so lonely, so I came back to see you." Lin Yu offered a sweet remark very readily.

Li Yitong blushed, got out of bed and stood up, then seemed to remember something, quickly pulled up the blanket that had fallen to the ground and covered herself with it.

"Um, could you please turn around first?" Li Yitong asked, her face full of embarrassment.

Lin Yu shrugged: "Are you kidding me? Do we have to be so formal with each other?"

He complained, but his body turned away decisively.

Li Yitong smiled and said, "You're not allowed to turn around."

As she spoke, she quickly stood up, barefoot, and ran briskly towards her room.

"Tap, tap, tap, tap..."

The footsteps suddenly stopped, and Li Yitong paused, looking at Lin Yu who had turned around respectfully, as if she had thought of something.

She unconsciously tugged at her white shirt, pursed her lips, and as if she had made up her mind, took a step.

"Da, da, da, da."

Hearing the footsteps approaching him, Lin Yu was a little puzzled. Just as he was about to turn his head, he felt a cool sensation on his lips.

A fleeting kiss followed, and Li Yitong nestled on his shoulder, whispering in his ear, "Thank you~ but don't turn your head, okay?"

Then Lin Yu heard footsteps skipping back to the bedroom.

Once the footsteps stopped, he chuckled and turned to pull his suitcase toward his room.

Upon entering the room, the first thing that catches the eye is the rather messy bed.

The many dust covers he had specially put on before leaving had somehow all disappeared.

Looking at the trash can beside the bed, Lin Yu tilted his head. This place showed that someone was living here, so there was no need to guess; it must be Li Yitong.

But what puzzled him the most was how all his underwear ended up on his bed?

"•••Ah! That's right!" Li Yitong's voice suddenly came, and then he saw a figure dart out and block his way.

Looking at Sister Xue, who seemed to have a guilty conscience, Lin Yu could only smile helplessly.

"Have you been sleeping here these past few days? If you miss me, just video call me, or come find me in Hengdian."

He could guess some of what was going on.

However, while he doesn't dislike certain quirks, he's not keen on encouraging them either.

Li Yitong bit her lip, the blush on her face refusing to fade.

"Who? Who misses you? Get out of here, I'll help you tidy up."

Lin Yu chuckled and shook his head: "Alright, alright, I'll go out. But I have to remind you, the arrogant attitude has become obsolete."

"Hey, get out of here!" Li Yitong pushed Lin Yu out in a fit of embarrassment and anger, and then slammed the door shut.

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"Slurp." "Slurp."

"Gurgle."

"So why did you suddenly return to the capital?" Li Yitong asked, putting down her bowl after taking a sip of noodle soup, somewhat puzzled.

Lin Yu waved his hand: "The company needs to adjust the revenue sharing figures with me. I'll come back and sign a contract."

"The amount of the profit sharing? How much was taken?" Li Yitong asked, somewhat surprised.

"It's fifty-fifty now." Lin Yu held out one palm, without saying anything more to her.

"That's great!" Li Yitong smacked her lips, somewhat envious.

She has never valued money; what she admires is the meaning behind the profit-sharing ratio.

Lin Yu naturally understood what she meant: "You could visit the film set more often, or..."

"Or what?" Li Yitong asked expectantly.

Lin Yu's lips curled into a smile: "You'd better flatter me a bit, and when I become famous, I'll bring people into the production team."

Li Yitong smiled slightly, but appeared obedient.

"Then, how should I please you, Brother Lin Yu?" As she spoke, she stood up, stretched out her two hands, placed them at her sides, and blinked her bright eyes as she gazed at him.

Seeing this affected manner, Lin Yu's eyes darted around, and he suddenly said, "That white shirt you're wearing seems to be mine..."

"Huh!?" Upon hearing this, Li Yitong's face flushed red.

However, he no longer possessed the same ease and confidence he had when he was teasing Lin Yu earlier.