My Heart Is Fragile—I Get Sick Easily!

The Song couple had heard most of their precious son's inner thoughts and finally gained a more comprehensive, in-depth understanding of the Yan Family's massive scandal.

They knew that wealthy tycoon families had plenty of secrets, including many sordid matters that could never see the light of day, but they had never imagined things could be this outrageous.

Especially Yan Qudong himself. In his younger days, he had apparently swung both ways and taken so many bold, avant-garde photos. No wonder the woman had resisted so fiercely when the Yan Family arranged the marriage, even secretly pledging herself to the family driver and marrying into the family while pregnant.

The Song couple picked up their chopsticks, then put them down again. They could only cry inwardly that the gossip alone had stuffed them full—how could they possibly fit any braised pork belly?

Then they looked over at their son, completely unaware of the parental affection overflowing from their faces. "Oh dear, eat slowly. There's a whole platter. Don't choke!"

After saying that, they could not help feeling heartbroken again. How much hardship had he suffered outside? How often had he gone hungry to develop such a wolfish appetite? They would definitely find a way to make it up to him in the future.

Across from them, Lu Chen quietly observed the Song couple's reactions, resentment flashing through his eyes.

Song Yichuan had barely returned home before drawing all the attention to himself. Even Lu Chen's cameraman had quietly shifted the camera toward that pretentious face.

What did that mean?

Lu Chen, who had deliberately come to siphon off attention, felt as though he had been outmaneuvered by someone far beneath his notice.

He had originally thought Song Yichuan was just an uncouth minor celebrity who did not know restraint and spoke without thinking. Yet after spending some time around him, he discovered that Song Yichuan was not only cautious in his actions but also sparing with words. Finding any weakness in his speech or behavior was practically impossible.

Perhaps Song Yichuan had received guidance from an expert before being taken back by the Song family.

"Chen Meng, I heard your variety show is about to wrap up?"

Song Deyi suddenly asked, "Have you thought about acting? Last time, we invited quite a few well-known directors to the family banquet. There was Li Mingcheng—"

Song Yichuan lifted his eyelids. That scumbag who just won an award and abuses his wife? What good movies could he possibly make?

I refuse to work with him!

Qin Shuyuan smiled and placed a piece of crispy, tender pork belly into his bowl. "Mm, as expected of my precious son. His values are impeccable."

She leaned toward her husband, the warning in her gaze unmistakable.

Did you see that?

If you dare lay a hand on anyone, Li Mingcheng, whose reputation was utterly ruined, will be your example!

Song Deyi choked on a mouthful of food and hurriedly explained, "Ah, not Director Li. He's still in detention and hasn't been released yet."

Ah!

The law finally stepped in! Domestic violence has been classified as intentional assault!

"Uncle Song, Fuji Entertainment has recently been preparing a film. I wonder whether Yichuan would be interested in working with us?"

Fu Zhouchi suddenly spoke up. Everyone at the table turned toward him in unspoken unison, their expressions varied. Even Song Yichuan himself was surprised. He wants to work with me?

Did a donkey kick him in the head?

The little darling he wants to support and nurture is sitting right beside him.

Clearly, everyone except Lu Chen could hear the inner thoughts.

The Song couple's expressions darkened slightly.

Going by their precious son's thoughts, Fu Zhouchi wanted to keep both sides dangling. Since he had chosen to date Lu Chen, shouldn't he have left the collaboration opportunity to him? Luckily, their precious son was not lovestruck, or he could easily be deceived by a scumbag.

"Mm. You can't edit a film however you please. If you run into unscrupulous capital, you could easily get dragged into the mud."

Yan Jinyu suddenly cut in. His lips curved into a faint, enigmatic smile as he glanced at Fu Zhouchi, then turned toward Song Yichuan.

"I've also just established an entertainment company. If you're willing to join us, you can pick any good script you want."

"Are you trying to poach him?"

Fu Zhouchi's expression cooled. "Did I offend you somehow, that you insist on opposing me?"

Yan Jinyu pursed his lips and chuckled. "Vice President Fu, in this industry, who doesn't compete for talent?"

"Do you expect me to play kindergarten games with you?"

"Be polite and take turns? Besides..." His gaze shifted to Lu Chen. "I heard your company originally had its eye on the person beside you?"

"Why has your talent scout suddenly changed his mind?"

Song Yichuan held back a laugh. Beautiful. That indirect jab was perfect. As expected of the Jade-faced Yama—his tongue is vicious. He roasted that Fu dog until his face turned green.

Fu Zhouchi seemed accustomed to being insulted. His emotions barely fluctuated.

"Lu Chen was indeed evaluated by our company. He has excellent qualifications in every respect, and we appreciate him greatly. We were also preparing to sign him, but that doesn't prevent me from working with Song Yichuan, does it?"

"On the contrary, President Yan, your behavior of picking fights with outside channels is truly an ugly sight."

Now Song Yichuan finally understood why he had been targeted.

It turned out Yan Jinyu intended to expand his business empire into the entertainment industry, and Song Yichuan, who was currently the hottest name in tycoon circles, was the first step in his plan to seize the market.

Sure enough, his moves were ruthless, and his table manners ugly.

Yan Jinyu curled his lips, casually picked up a piece of pork belly, and placed it in Song Yichuan's bowl.

"I wouldn't dare accept those four words. After all, Vice President Fu has even more methods and appetite than I do."

Eating from the pot while eyeing the bowl, Fu Zhouchi was left speechless for a moment. Song Yichuan applauded inwardly. So satisfying! I just love seeing rich dogs get humiliated—wait.

Eating from the pot while eyeing the bowl... Who's in the pot?

Who's in the bowl?

Oh, oh, oh, oh. Don't tell me I'm included in this?

The Song couple: Silly son, you're the one in the bowl!

Song Yichuan seemed to realize this as well. He covered his face with one hand. Please don't let this be too unlucky. My heart is fragile—I get sick easily... Fu Zhouchi could no longer sit still. He rose in pain. "Sorry, everyone. I'll be leaving first."

"Brother Chi, what's wrong?"

A trace of confusion flashed over Lu Chen's face. "What happened?"

"I suddenly remembered there's something at the company I need to handle. Let's stop filming here for now."

Fu Zhouchi nodded in farewell and strode away. Lu Chen hurriedly followed him. "I'll see you out!"

He was still hoping to sign with Fuji Entertainment, so he had to observe the proper courtesies. Besides, Yan Jinyu was no longer an option; Fu Zhouchi was all he had left.

The livestream continued, and the fans were completely baffled. "What's going on?"

"Why did they break up on bad terms again?"

"You still don't get it?"

"The guests are fighting over talent!"

"No way, no way?"

"Are they really planning to let Song Yichuan act?"

"I remember the web drama he filmed when he debuted. His acting was painfully awkward. Even thinking about it now feels like my eyes have been polluted!"

"Please, is it interesting to keep bringing up the past?"

"Can't someone's acting improve?"

"Anyway, I'm looking forward to it. Chuanbao is gorgeous."

"If he just stands there without saying a word, that's enough for me to stare at him on my screen!"

The comments continued flooding the screen when a woman's shrill, emotionally unrestrained voice suddenly rang out from the foyer, instantly drawing everyone's attention.

"Brother Lu Chen, you actually hugged another man! Are you really going to enter a marriage alliance with someone else and abandon me?"

Song Yichuan helplessly rubbed his forehead. We're screwed. My sister being lovestruck is going to be announced to the whole world tonight. This is so damn embarrassing!

The Song couple: What can possibly save you, our lovestruck daughter?