Ye Chen replied, "Mm, make your own arrangements. If you run into any difficulties, just tell me."
"Alright." Cheng Tong nodded.
By then, Ji Ya had already completed Cheng Tong's discharge paperwork.
After packing up his luggage, Ye Chen drove Cheng Tong home.
For the convenience of filming, Cheng Tong had rented a simply furnished studio apartment near the set where he had the most scenes.
Ye Chen looked over Cheng Tong's studio apartment and asked, "Still haven't found a place to buy?"
"Mm, I've looked at a few, but I always feel like I should save up a little more and buy somewhere bigger and better. I'm not in a hurry to get married or have kids anyway, and I'm living alone for now, so this is fine. When I get together with Bai Feifei, I'll go pick out a place she likes with her." Cheng Tong nodded.
After setting down Cheng Tong's luggage, Ye Chen said, "Mm. Didn't you get hurt this time? I'll make sure Zhang Ya compensates you with a villa."
"I think that works. Looks like I didn't take this injury for nothing. This money came in faster than filming." Cheng Tong laughed.
Ye Chen said, "Zhang Ya dared to hit you, so I have to make him pay until he doesn't even have underwear left. Put your things away, then come eat at my place. Looks like you haven't even cooked here."
"No need. The scar on my face hasn't healed yet—I'm afraid I'll scare your three little ones. You've been cooking for me these past few days, and you even gave me such good medicine. Today, I have to treat you. I know a little restaurant run by a husband and wife. Their food isn't as good as yours, but it still tastes