Oh, This Shape, This Hardness, This Feel...

Everyone involved in the case was taken away, and even Jin Mao, the biggest investor, went along to cooperate with the investigation.

Most of the people in the room filed out, and soon only four remained—

Chu Tian, Gu Shiyan, and Chu Maoming, along with Wu Hui, who stood against the wall pretending to be a decorative fixture.

"So this is the person you fell for?" Chu Maoming's critical gaze swept over Gu Shiyan before he gave a derisive snort. "You fought your family tooth and nail to enter the entertainment industry just to chase after him?"

Chu Tian: "..."

Chu Tian was twelve years younger than Chu Maoming. As the family's late-born child, he had been spoiled rotten by everyone since he was little.

The family had no expectations of him, and he had no ambitions of his own. What he excelled at most was eating, drinking, playing, and enjoying life, with squandering the family fortune as his personal mission.

Yet, for some reason, he had suddenly gone mad recently, throwing tantrums and rolling around at home, insisting on making his way into the entertainment industry.

Chu Maoming had worried that he could not endure the hardship, and he had also suspected his true motives for becoming a star. He had specifically arranged for Wu Hui to keep an eye on him, and sure enough, this little brat was up to no good!

Chu Tian shot a vicious glare at the person who had sold him out. Wu Hui silently turned around and obediently faced the wall.

"Hello." Under Chu Maoming's hostile scrutiny, Gu Shiyan remained utterly composed. "My name is Gu Shiyan."

"I know you." Chu Maoming gave a cold laugh. "The Gu family's only son. After the Gu family went bankrupt—"

"Brother!"

Chu Tian cried out and forced himself to interrupt Chu Maoming's classic villain speech, cold sweat already breaking out.

The protagonist's halo wiping out every villain isn't just for show. Please say less!

Seeing how clearly Chu Tian intended to protect Gu Shiyan, not even allowing a word against him, Chu Maoming became even more displeased.

"You, get out." Chu Maoming pulled a long face as he called to Wu Hui. "Take him outside. I have something to say to Young Master Gu. Stop getting in the way here."

Chu Tian panicked. He was still trying every possible way to salvage the plot and save his family, which was about to be cannon fodder. Why was Chu Maoming still rushing to make trouble for himself?

Was he afraid he would not die fast enough?!

Like a robot that had received an order, Wu Hui ignored Chu Tian's struggles and forcibly dragged him out of the room.

Furious, Chu Tian kicked the wall and demanded, "Whose side are you on, exactly?!"

"When the boss isn't around, I'm on your side," Wu Hui said seriously. "When the boss is here, I have to listen to him first."

After all, he knew perfectly well who paid his salary.

Outside the room, Chu Tian paced anxiously in circles, dying to know what Gu Shiyan and Chu Maoming were saying inside. He practically pressed himself against the door like a gecko, yet he could not catch even a single word.

Click.

The lock made a soft sound. Before Chu Tian could react, the tightly shut door was suddenly pulled open.

Caught off guard while leaning against the door in such an undignified pose, he pitched straight forward and fell into a rock-hard embrace.

"Sorry, sorry."

Chu Tian apologized as he hurriedly straightened himself, his hands seemingly casually brushing over the other man's abs a few times.

Oh, this shape, this hardness, this feel... Better get a few more touches in. There might not be another chance this good!

Chu Tian reluctantly withdrew his hands, wiped away the nonexistent drool at the corner of his mouth, and kept staring lingeringly at Gu Shiyan's abdomen.

Gu Shiyan asked with a faintly amused smile, "What are you looking at?"

"Huh? No, I wasn't looking at anything." Playing dumb, Chu Tian clasped a hand over his heart in a melodramatic pose. "I was worried about your injuries. Thank you for blocking that attack for me. You must have been hurt badly, right? Don't worry, you were injured because of me, so I'll take responsibility!"

Behind Gu Shiyan, Chu Maoming watched his younger brother make such a fool of himself, his face turning black with anger.

Too lazy to watch his brother embarrass himself any longer, Chu Maoming left with his bodyguards as imposingly as he had arrived.

The moment his brother's retreating figure disappeared from view, Chu Tian hurried over to Gu Shiyan and asked what they had talked about.

"Nothing much." Gu Shiyan looked at Chu Tian meaningfully. "Your brother cares about you very much."

"Of course he does." Chu Tian was smug for one second. "So what exactly did you talk about? He didn't make things difficult for you, did he?"

In the original story, everyone in the Chu family had doted on Chu Tian. Even when he had ultimately caused the family's ruin, no one had ever blamed him.

Chu Tian simply wanted to know whether Chu Maoming, that brother-obsessed man, had offended Gu Shiyan out of jealousy and arrogance, rendering all his efforts futile and speeding up the Chu family's fate as cannon fodder.

Unfortunately, Gu Shiyan's mouth was tighter than a clam's. No matter how Chu Tian bounced around trying to fish for information, he could not pry even the slightest useful detail out of him.

With both witnesses and evidence in hand, Jin Mao and the others handled matters at the police station, so Chu Tian was not worried in the least as he accompanied Gu Shiyan to the hospital.

Little did he know that his abruptly started and abruptly ended livestream had already stirred up a monstrous uproar online.

Celebrity, drugging, rape, private clubhouse... Any one of those terms was enough to draw attention. Together, they detonated the internet.

The scene after Chu Tian and the others had forcibly broken down the door was shocking enough, but Qian Feihe and his agent's indifferent attempt to tempt them with benefits drove public opinion to its peak.

Before the police had even released the results of their investigation, a wave of backlash against Qian Feihe had already risen online. People dug through his words and conduct since his debut, and damning scandals flooded the internet for a time.

The tactics Qian Feihe had originally used to smear Gu Shiyan now came back to bite him all at once. Wasn't that karma coming full circle?

But compared with watching the drama unfold, Gu Shiyan's injury was clearly what worried Chu Tian more.

Jin Mao was filthy rich. Having pulled a whole group of dubious friends into investing, he was not short on money at all. The clubhouse's decor, furnishings, and furniture were all top-quality, and even a random chair was made of solid wood.

Gu Shiyan had not changed expression after being struck. If not for the cold sweat that had soaked through his clothes, Chu Tian would truly have thought he was made of steel and could not feel pain.

The massive bruise covering his entire left shoulder was horrifying to look at.

"Why... why didn't you say anything?!" Chu Tian paced anxiously in circles. "Doctor, doctor, hurry and take an X-ray! Are his bones broken? Can he still use his arm? Will there be any aftereffects? Does he need to be hospitalized?"

The doctor squeezed Gu Shiyan's injured area twice. He had originally intended to sternly rebuke them for not seeking treatment immediately after an injury, but Chu Tian bombarded him with a string of questions and nearly made him laugh in exasperation.

"His bones are fine. It's soft tissue damage," the doctor said irritably. "You young people never take your bodies seriously. If you're injured, you need immediate medical attention. Judging by the bruising, you delayed for at least several hours, didn't you? All right, go pick up some medicine from the pharmacy. He can't exert force or carry heavy objects with this arm for a month. Let it heal properly."

After saying that, the doctor wrote the prescription and waved them away.

Chu Tian widened his eyes, trying to argue with the doctor.

Fine, no hospitalization. But no IV drip either, and he's being discharged just like that? Isn't this doctor a little too irresponsible—ugh!