You Wronged Me

An hour later, Shi Junyi sized up Yan Wei before him—fair as snow and breathtakingly beautiful—and silently compared him to Jiang Qiao's little duckling.

Yan Wei was considered a breath of fresh air in the industry, but that did not mean he would not bend for money when faced with a supreme boss who was exceptional in every respect.

He had no interest in the other small fry, but if he could latch onto Shi Junyi, his future career as a star would be a broad, brightly lit road.

Besides, Shi Junyi was handsome enough. No matter how one looked at it, Yan Wei would not be losing out.

Yan Wei did not climb straight into bed. Instead, he knelt beside it and looked up at Shi Junyi. "My name is Yan Wei. Do you know me, young master?"

His eyes were clear, innocent, and obedient. Paired with that face, they were especially capable of ensnaring hearts.

Shi Junyi stared at Yan Wei. His skin was delicate as white jade, his lashes long, his nose high and refined. He was even more endearing than Jiang Qiao's delicate little lover.

He lifted Yan Wei's chin. "Call me brother."

Yan Wei froze for a moment, then blushed and said shyly, "Brother."

Whether deliberately or not, the collar of his white sweater slipped to one side at just the right moment, exposing half of one fragrant shoulder.

Get into Shi Junyi's bed first, then win his heart. Yan Wei, once you enter the Shi family's doors, you'll have finally made it for life.

Shi Junyi heard Yan Wei say it.

It was perfectly normal. Not a single ripple rose in his heart, and looking at Yan Wei's beautiful face, he suddenly found it utterly uninteresting.

Shi Junyi released him and asked, "Singer or actor?"

"An actor. Have you seen Night Rose, brother?" Yan Wei asked.

Shi Junyi had not. Shi Jiao had always handled the entertainment company's affairs, but he had some impression of the film. It had used a gentle, romantic title for a suspense thriller.

Just like Jiang Qiao—different on the inside and out.

The movie had received a flood of praise last year. While becoming a massive hit, it had also earned the Shi family a handsome box-office profit.

He was not particularly interested. He spoke coolly to Yan Wei. "Act out a scene for me."

Yan Wei blinked. "Act?"

Shi Junyi gave a careless hum. "Play a bastard whose affair was discovered, but who was good at sweet-talking and pretending to be innocent."

Yan Wei suddenly could not figure out why Shi Junyi had summoned him here.

Had he misunderstood? Was Shi Junyi merely unable to sleep in the middle of the night and randomly picked someone to assess his acting skills?

As an outstanding actor, he naturally could not drop the ball at such a crucial moment.

So he quickly came up with a rough scenario and began performing on the spot.

Shi Junyi leaned against the headboard, expressionlessly watching Yan Wei play the scumbag. It was vivid enough, and his expressions were nuanced.

But he was still lacking compared to Jiang Qiao. At the very least, Yan Wei could not make Shi Junyi furious just by looking at him.

Shi Junyi quickly lost interest. He stopped him midway and said, "All right. Go back."

Yan Wei was completely baffled by Shi Junyi, but opportunities like this were hard to come by. He truly could not accept leaving just like that.

With eyes brimming with seductive tenderness, he looked at Shi Junyi. "Brother called me here just for this?"

As he spoke, he slowly moved closer to Shi Junyi and raised a hand to take off his clothes.

Shi Junyi propped his chin on one hand. "If you take that off, I'll blacklist you."

Yan Wei stiffened and lowered the hem of his clothes.

"Have Chen Sheng arrange for someone to send you back. Don't make me say it twice," Shi Junyi said impatiently.

Yan Wei opened his mouth. He hesitated for quite a while, but ultimately did not dare test the consequences of disobeying Shi Junyi.

He straightened his clothes, cast Shi Junyi an unwilling glance, then lowered his head and walked out of the bedroom. He even remembered to gently close the door behind him.

After all that fuss, Shi Junyi finally felt sleepy. He turned off the lights and lay down. Just as he was about to drift off, he suddenly heard a faint sound outside the window behind him.

Someone pried open the window and came in.

Shi Junyi's eyes flew open. Without making a sound, he gripped the gun beneath his pillow and listened to the intruder's movements.

The person gradually approached. Just as Shi Junyi was about to strike first, the person suddenly stopped on the carpet beside the bed and did not move.

Then came the sound of clothes being removed.

After that, he felt someone climb onto his bed.

A body temperature hotter than that of an ordinary person, along with the scent of green tea and milk, revealed the intruder's identity.

Shi Junyi did not move, his back turned toward Jiang Qiao.

Jiang Qiao lifted the blanket and slipped beneath it, wrapping his arms around Shi Junyi's waist from behind and pressing his forehead to the nape of his neck.

Shi Junyi was just about to draw his gun and drive him off when Jiang Qiao whispered into his ear:

"Brother, I just killed Ma Wen. I almost died out there."

Shi Junyi's pupils contracted slightly. Everyone in high society knew Ma Wen was terrified of death.

Leaving everything else aside, Ma Wen alone had more bodyguards around him than the entire five-member Shi family employed.

The danger behind that one sentence needed no explanation.

Shi Junyi withdrew the hand gripping his gun and asked Jiang Qiao, "Shi Jiao sent you?"

Chen Sheng had already told Shi Junyi that Jiang Qiao had gone to see Shi Jiao after returning.

Jiang Qiao gave a quiet hum.

"It was a highly dangerous assignment. You could have refused. Shi Jiao would not have made things difficult for you," Shi Junyi said.

Jiang Qiao rubbed his forehead against the back of his neck. "I couldn't refuse. She said that if I killed Ma Wen, she'd let me return to your side."

Shi Junyi did not hear any other voice in Jiang Qiao's mind.

He asked, "I told you to get lost. Why did you come back?"

Jiang Qiao reached out and took Shi Junyi's hand. "Brother, stop driving me away all the time. I just like you. I won't hurt you."

"Like me?" Shi Junyi sneered. At the mention of it, he recalled those lace panties.

"Jiang Qiao, I haven't laid a hand on you out of consideration for your adoptive father. Don't mistake me for one of those little lovers you can charm out of their wits."

"I don't have any little lovers. Brother, you wronged me," Jiang Qiao said.

Idiot male lead. You've caused enough harm already.

Shi Junyi raised an eyebrow. Male lead? What did that mean?

He said nothing.

Jiang Qiao tightened his arms and nuzzled Shi Junyi's neck with his head, like a puppy begging for affection.

"I swear to heaven and earth, you're the only one in my heart and in my eyes, brother."

Other than that one sentence, no other voice appeared in Jiang Qiao's mind.

Shi Junyi closed his eyes. "Get out."

He still had not figured out how to deal with the feelings Jiang Qiao had expressed.

Jiang Qiao did not let go. Breathing in Shi Junyi's distinctive woody scent, he said, "I saw Yan Wei leave your room."

Shi Junyi did not deny it. "So?"

Jiang Qiao asked, "Do you like him, brother? Why did you ask him to come to your room in the middle of the night? What did you do?"

"Are you questioning me, Jiang Qiao?" Shi Junyi said in a low, indifferent voice. "Know your place."

At that, Jiang Qiao released the arms around Shi Junyi, sat up in bed, and silently got down to pick up the clothes on the carpet and put them back on.

He really was a little angry.

Although, in the original story, Shi Junyi's character was picky, difficult, suspicious, and aloof, so he would never do things like keeping young celebrities, exploiting his own artists, or casually finding someone to vent his desires on.

But Shi Junyi had indeed ended up with Fu Zhilan in the original story, which meant he was very likely to develop feelings for boys of that type.

Jiang Qiao's arrival had disrupted the established script. He had no choice but to worry about all sorts of unforeseen deviations brought about by the butterfly effect.