Feng Chi straightened his collar in front of the mirror one last time, making sure it was perfectly smooth. His usually aloof brows softened slightly, and his thin lips were pressed together with restraint. He maintained this perfect expression until there was not a single flaw before finally stepping out.
"What did you say? Your big boss? Who is he?"
" The Feng? What's that? Never heard of them."
Feng Chi paused slightly, slowly turning his gaze over. In his eyes, a young man dressed in pure white stood in the crowd, the bustling figures of the passersby blurred behind the young man's serene figure.
Even those unknown team members, assistants, and so on—everything in the world was reduced to mere background.
Wen Jiu stood there conspicuously, her eyes slightly cold. "Is the Feng so powerful? Why should I know?"
A team member stepped forward to advise him to tone down his temper, but something he Wen Jiu's voice became agitated, his words sharp. "So what if you have money? Isn't that just capital?"
I don't care about your grandfather!
Cai Qing was unusually flustered. "Our boss just wanted to thank you for your help that day; he's already here..."
"I don't need any thanks, it's none of my business." Wen Jiu interrupted him coldly, "Don't disturb my work, get out."
"Never mind," Feng Chi instructed Cai Qing, "When we get back, find out what happened to him these past few days. I suspect someone provoked him."
"Okay, boss, should we try to contact Mr. Wen again?"
"No need..." Feng Chi said, his gaze inadvertently glancing at the boy waving to the cheering fans out of the corner of his eye, the corner of his mouth curving into a gentle and warm smile.
Like a little sun.
Feng Chi: "..."
As if possessed, Feng Chi followed the crowd. With so many people around, and fearing being spotted by his uncles' spies, Feng Chi could only put on a mask and casually ruffle his hair a few times.
He didn't use hairspray today; his slightly loose hair fell limply with just a little rubbing, making him look inexplicably adorable.
Feng Chi took a deep breath to prepare himself mentally, and was about to speak when he was pushed from behind.
Feng Chi:?
"Ahhh, honey, look at me!"
"My dear wife, you look so sweet! Why are your eyes a little red? Have you not been getting enough rest?"
"Honey, look this way! Honey, I'm here—hey, can you move forward a bit? What are you doing standing there, you tall guy?"
"Excuse me, bodyguard up ahead? You're blocking my view of my wife!"
The "bodyguard" in front turned around in confusion, his eyes filled with shock.
What husband and wife???
When Feng Chi first entered the fandom, he was like a simple but huge alpaca, standing blankly among the fans, slightly at a loss as he was pushed forward by the seemingly petite but outspoken little girl.
Until she stumbled, she was firmly steadied by a beautiful, fair hand.
"Are you alright?" Wen Jiu blossom eyes curved slightly as she smiled beautifully at the fan. "Be careful."
Feng Chi was dazzled by that bright and radiant smile, and stood there stunned for a moment, his ears secretly turning red amidst the screams of his fans.
"N-nothing."
That was the closest Feng Chi had ever been to Wen Jiu.
The boy looked delicate and soft, with a slender waist, long legs, and fair, glowing skin. He also had a faint, cool fragrance of roses about him.
It smells wonderful.
Her voice is also very pleasant, especially gentle.
Feng Chi admitted that the feeling was somewhat addictive.
"It's good that you're alright." Wen Jiu politely let go, calming the agitated fans. "Everyone, please be careful and don't push."
When facing his fans, he seemed like a completely different person; his youthful voice was gentle and warm, like a spring breeze, "Be good, okay? Take good care of yourself."
"We can meet again next time, right? We have a long future ahead of us."
"Good!!!"
"We're good!"
"Step back! Watch your step!"
Don't make your husband worry!
"You said you didn't care about my thanks, and you didn't even give me a chance to meet and explain."
Recalling that day, Feng Chi still feels resentful, "But when you treated me like a fan, the words you spoke were so gentle they could melt your heart!"
"..." Wen Jiu searched for a long time but couldn't recall this memory.
That was a long time ago.
"Well, how would I know...?" Wen Jiu felt a little guilty. "You didn't just tell me directly. Why did you, a grown man, shyly hide behind me and have your assistant contact me? I also have to rush to my schedule!"
"You're in a rush to get home," Feng Chi grumbled. "I specifically chose to contact you after you got off work."
"There were so many people around, it was impossible to talk properly. I had already arranged a place," Feng Chi said, hugging the person and complaining in a resentful tone, "But you didn't even give us a chance to finish our sentences."
Actually, Wen Jiu was being harassed by investors those two days and was extremely annoyed. Feng Chi just happened to run into the line of fire.
If Feng Chi hadn't been careful enough to have Cai Qing investigate, who knows what other strange misunderstandings might have arisen.
But it was precisely because of that unfortunate day that their fate was extended across two lifetimes.
The gears of fate had already begun turning on that night of torrential rain, and no matter how many twists and turns occurred along the way, they were already perfectly aligned in their respective orbits.
Feng Chi thought countless times that Heaven had destined me to come to your side.
I will protect you.
"Alright, alright, it's my fault." Wen Jiu raised her hands in surrender. "Put it on the tab, you can owe me for now."
Can we move on to the next question?
The initiative had somehow returned to Feng Chi's side, completely unnoticed by Wen Jiu: "Tell me, how did you get here?"
"Aren't you doing just fine in the real world?"
"I'm not okay." Feng Chi's delicate eyebrows drooped as she followed his words, "I don't want that world without you."
Wen Jiu, embarrassed and annoyed, threw the bear at him. "Speak properly!"
Feng Chi: "I died, and then I came back to life."
Wen Jiu:... Damn it.
The Feng Chi and rebirth occurred about a week before the banquet.
After spending two days learning all the details, he began searching for the person who had hurt Wen Jiu in his previous life.
No results.
The culprit is still lurking in the shadows, Feng Chi can only switch from offense to defense.
This time, however, he intends to act with complete honesty and integrity.
He wanted to be the one standing beside Wen Jiu.
"Boss, I have news." Before the banquet, Cai Qing received an invitation from the Li Family. "The celebrity you're looking for will be at this banquet tonight."
"Have you bought the trending search?"
"... Yes."
"Have Xu Mingzhuo prepare." Feng Chi took the invitation, unbuttoned his collar, and walked out. "Let's play the long game."
"Learn."
Wen Jiu propped his head up and kept flicking the bear's paws. Finally, Kumamon, unable to bear it any longer, snatched the Feng Chi away and threw it aside. Wen Jiu didn't care and casually played with his fingers.
Wen Jiu: "Reborn?"
"That's not all," Feng Chi said, "The entire world has been reset."
"Not just you and me, but also Qu Feng, Yu Qing, Shen Yu..."
"The story returns to its beginning, and the ending is rewritten."
Wen Jiu scratched his head, and a single strand of hair stuck up on top of his head.
To be honest, he felt like he was starting to get a brain.
"Didn't we transmigrate into a book?"
Feng Chi:?
"This world is a novel called 'Entertainment Circle: The Obsessive Boss's Top Canary.' I am the original owner, Shen Nian'an, stage name Wen Jiu." Wen Jiu pointed at him, "You are the male lead of this book, Feng Chi."
Feng, the Obsessive Boss, Chi:???
Things gradually became surreal.
"Besides, I felt I was doing just fine before." Wen Jiu's words became increasingly absurd. "Why does the ending need to be rewritten?"
Feng Chi:...
Bigshot Feng felt he needed to reorganize his words.