Who is Helping Me Win by Lying Down [Transmigration] - Chapter 50

Chapter 50

Duan Xu was also in the car.

When he heard Chen Shu was coming back to pick someone up at the set, his first thought was—could it be Chen Shu’s girlfriend?

Throughout the entire filming period, he had never seen Chen Shu act intimately with anyone. Bringing a friend to a gathering didn’t seem like something Chen Shu would do either.

Apart from a girlfriend, he couldn’t think of anyone else Chen Shu would treat so specially.

After Chen Shu got out of the car, Duan Xu kept watching out the window. But through the hazy tint, the view outside was unclear. He could only vaguely make out two figures walking side by side.

And… their builds were similar, their heights almost matching…?

Chen Shu’s girlfriend was quite sturdy.

So this was Chen Shu’s type?

Duan Xu glanced briefly before looking away.

He had originally wanted to see what kind of woman could capture Chen Shu’s heart, but now that she was right in front of him, he felt an inexplicable resistance.

Maybe it was because the hotel entrance was too conspicuous.

Chen Shu had a massive fanbase, and Duan Xu didn’t want to see news of his relationship going public—it wouldn’t be good for the promotion of Moon in the Mirror.

Duan Xu clenched the script in his hand.

But he hadn’t registered a single word written on it.

Only when the car door opened did he hear He Qiyu’s voice.

“Director Yan?”

Duan Xu froze.

He looked up and, sure enough, saw Yan Jingchuan standing beside Chen Shu in front of the car door.

The person Chen Shu was bringing to the gathering was Yan Jingchuan?

“Get in.”

As he was still processing this, he heard Chen Shu speak and couldn’t help but look over again.

Chen Shu raised a hand in front of Yan Jingchuan. “Watch your step.”

Yan Jingchuan pressed his hand against Chen Shu’s and used the support to get into the car.

Wangcai followed behind the two, barking and jumping excitedly.

Duan Xu watched as Yan Jingchuan took Chen Shu’s usual seat, silently calculating how many minutes it would take for Wangcai to push him away.

But then he saw Wangcai circle around Chen Shu’s feet once before squeezing between the two and leaping directly into Yan Jingchuan’s arms.

Duan Xu straightened slightly.

Why was Wangcai so affectionate toward Yan Jingchuan?

Wasn’t this the dog that refused to let anyone but Chen Shu touch him?

He turned his head and noticed that not only Zhang Shi, who had gotten in last, but even He Qiyu showed no surprise—they seemed completely accustomed to it.

Recalling Yan Jingchuan’s previous visit to the set, Duan Xu pursed his lips.

It seemed Chen Shu and Yan Jingchuan’s relationship was closer than he had imagined.

He Qiyu didn’t notice his gaze.

She stood up, wanting to offer a hand but afraid of overstepping, so she ended up hovering her hands in the air as she watched Yan Jingchuan get in and sit down before finally retracting them and sitting back herself.

Running into Yan Jingchuan here was completely unexpected.

She wanted to ask questions.

But she didn’t dare.

Yan Jingchuan’s reputation preceded him. Whenever she faced this famously cold and ruthless top boss, she just wanted to bury her head in the ground to avoid being noticed.

Xiao Tian, sitting in the very back, shrank into the corner and stayed just as silent as her.

The atmosphere inside the car grew much quieter than before.

Swallowing his discomfort, Duan Xu greeted, “Director Yan.”

Yan Corporation spanned all industries, and his own family had collaborations with them. He couldn’t possibly act as casually around Yan Jingchuan as Chen Shu did.

Yan Jingchuan paused his hand, which had been stroking Wangcai.

He glanced to the other side and only then noticed Duan Xu sitting a row behind.

Meeting Yan Jingchuan’s typically sharp and commanding dark eyes, Duan Xu couldn’t help but feel the pressure. “Hello.”

“Duan Xu?”

Yan Jingchuan’s voice was deep and magnetic, yet it carried his characteristic aloof chill.

Hearing his own name spoken by the other, Duan Xu was pleasantly surprised. Director Yan remembers me?

Mm. After speaking, Yan Jingchuan turned his face to look at Chen Shu.

Seeing that he remained silent, Chen Shu said, He lent his car to the staff, so we’re heading the same way.

Yan Jingchuan lowered his gaze to Wangcai, his expression unchanged. That’s your business. No need to explain it to me.

Alright.

Yan Jingchuan’s brow furrowed slightly before he looked up again.

His gaze met directly with Chen Shu’s smiling eyes.

The attention-seeking Wangcai lifted his front paws to paw at Yan Jingchuan’s hand, which had stopped moving again.

Woof!

Yan Jingchuan snapped back to reality and averted his eyes.

Chen Shu pressed down the dog’s head and casually ruffled its fur a couple of times. Not busy today?

Yan Jingchuan said, Mm.

… Sitting in the back seat, Zhang Shi looked utterly dejected. With his boss’s words hanging in the air, he didn’t even dare type too loudly after opening his laptop.

Yan Jingchuan then said, You finished work early today.

Chen Shu replied, Yes, we’re changing to an outdoor location tomorrow.

Beside them, He Qiyu didn’t dare interrupt. Sitting idly would make her seem too unoccupied, so she opened her phone to pretend to be busy.

But as she listened to their conversation, a strange feeling welled up in her heart.

Not busy today?

Finished work early?

Why did it sound like these two chatted frequently, even knowing each other’s daily schedules so well?

And what a coincidence.

Director Yan’s business trips always happened to coincide with Chen Shu’s locations?

She pondered this question the entire way, eventually arriving at an answer.

Director Yan and Chen Shu must be very close friends.

When they reached their destination, the group got out of the car and joined the film crew, heading together to the large banquet hall Cui Jiancheng had reserved.

As soon as Chen Shu arrived at the entrance, Cui Jiancheng and the producers rushed to greet them upon learning that Chen Shu had brought Yan Jingchuan. They specially reopened a private room, inviting Yan Jingchuan to take the seat of honor with the main creators accompanying him.

Chen Shu said, He’s just here for a meal and will leave afterward. No need for the trouble.

Cui Jiancheng glanced at Yan Jingchuan’s expression and, knowing that someone of his stature disliked being disturbed, ushered everyone else out of the private room. However, they kept the room reserved and repeatedly asked Chen Shu to help entertain before leaving.

For all of them, if not for their connection to Chen Shu, they might rarely have the chance to meet Yan Jingchuan. Using a private room to gain some familiarity was a quite worthwhile trade.

After they left, He Qiyu also took Xiao Tian to the banquet hall.

Zhang Shi had found an excuse to work overtime in a corner as soon as they entered the hotel and hadn’t been seen since.

Soon, only two people remained in the private room.

Entrusted by Cui Jiancheng and the others, Chen Shu didn’t refuse and sat down, saying, Director Yan’s influence is truly impressive.

Yan Jingchuan looked at him. You don’t need to accompany me. Tonight is your gathering.

Chen Shu said, It’s fine. Let’s eat first.

He wasn’t particularly interested in the gathering. He had only agreed to come because everyone else was waiting when he finished work. Now that he was with Yan Jingchuan, having some peace and quiet was even better.

Moreover, gatherings inevitably involved drinking. As the main focus, being pressured to drink was inevitable. Having some food first would at least prevent him from getting drunk.

After accompanying Yan Jingchuan through the meal, Chen Shu first called Zhang Shi. He only stood up after Zhang Shi pushed the door open and entered the private room.

Just as Yan Jingchuan picked up his cane, a hand pressed down on his shoulder, stopping him.

Wait here for me, Chen Shu said, looking down at him. I’ll make a quick round outside and be back soon.

Yan Jingchuan frowned for a moment before releasing his grip. Alright.

Watching this, Zhang Shi felt a pang of bitterness in his heart.

If Director Yan had even one percent of the patience for him that he had for Chen Shu, he wouldn’t be in this state.

Seeing Chen Shu turn around, he quickly composed his expression.

Chen Shu nodded to him in acknowledgment before turning to leave the room.

Everyone in the banquet hall had been waiting for him.

Noticing Yan Jingchuan wasn’t by his side, Cui Jiancheng approached first to ask a few questions before walking with him to the banquet table.

The guests all stood up with their glasses raised.

Chen Shu picked up a drink from the tray offered by a nearby waiter and joined them for a round of toasts.

Laughter and cheerful chatter filled the air.

Glasses clinked repeatedly.

The scene carried faint echoes of his past life.

Unfortunately, those echoes had already faded.

In this life, he still needed to start over.

He Qiyu had been keeping an eye on the main table. Seeing the endless stream of people coming to propose toasts, she finally grew concerned and approached Chen Shu, whispering in his ear, Chen Shu, drink less.

Chen Shu was still young and inexperienced with such occasions. If he got drunk, he’d surely suffer from a headache and discomfort tomorrow.

Chen Shu replied, Okay.

He knew alcohol was harmful, so he naturally wouldn’t accept every drink. He had anticipated this situation and controlled his intake, staying within his limits.

Seeing he was still sober, He Qiyu felt slightly relieved and raised her voice a little: Don’t forget, Director Yan is still waiting for you.

This reminder sobered up the heavily drinking Cui Jiancheng for a moment: That’s right, Chen Shu, Director Yan is waiting. Why don’t you head back first?

Even without Cui Jiancheng’s suggestion, Chen Shu had no intention of staying. Taking the opportunity, he stood up, bid farewell to the others, and prepared to return to the private room.

But after just one step, his upper body swayed almost imperceptibly.

Chen Shu frowned.

He hadn’t drunk much.

But clearly, he had misjudged this body’s tolerance for alcohol.

Chen Shu?

Chen Shu pinched the bridge of his nose and continued forward.

Passing by Duan Xu’s seat.

Duan Xu turned from the table and walked to Chen Shu’s side: Are you alright?

Chen Shu said, I’m fine.

Noticing the faint crease between his brows, Duan Xu stepped closer: Do you need me to support you?

Just as he reached out—

Chen Shu.

A familiar cold voice approached from afar.

Duan Xu’s hand froze mid-air as he turned to look.

It was indeed Yan Jingchuan.

Guests rose from their seats one after another, followed by a chorus of greetings.

Director Yan. Director Yan.

Yan Jingchuan’s gaze remained fixed on Chen Shu.

Noticing Duan Xu beside Chen Shu, his eyes swept over the other man’s outstretched hand, his expression turning sharp as he strode quickly to Chen Shu’s side.

… Zhang Shi hurried after him, his expression complicated.

Why did Director Yan’s illness vanish the moment he saw Chen Shu?

While Zhang Shi was still puzzled, Yan Jingchuan had already reached out to grasp Chen Shu’s arm: Are you okay?

Yeah, Chen Shu said. Let’s go.

While the alcohol hadn’t fully taken effect and he was still conscious, he needed to return as soon as possible.

The smell of alcohol was strong on him.

Yan Jingchuan asked, Do you need me to support you?

Chen Shu took two steps forward and chuckled lightly, I might actually need it.

Yan Jingchuan frowned. Don’t drink this much next time.

Okay.

Duan Xu stood behind them, watching their closely pressed figures gradually disappear into the distance. His still suspended hand slowly clenched into a fist before dropping to his side.

After spending nearly every day together on set for over two months, he had never seen Chen Shu act so casually and intimately with anyone else.

From their first meeting with Yan Jingchuan, he had noticed that Chen Shu always treated Yan Jingchuan differently from others.

Friends?

Was it only with friends that Chen Shu would be genuinely open?

Duan Xu looked up again.

The two figures before him had already disappeared behind the door.

—

Yan Jingchuan supported Chen Shu as they walked to the car and got in together.

After sitting down, Chen Shu raised a hand to massage his temples.

Yan Jingchuan asked, Headache?

Chen Shu said, Dizzy.

On the way back to the hotel, he leaned against the seatback with his eyes closed to recover, nearly falling asleep by the time the car stopped.

Chen Shu. Yan Jingchuan said quietly, Wake up.

After Chen Shu opened his eyes, he helped him out of the car.

Zhang Shi followed behind them: Director Yan, do you need my help?

Yan Jingchuan glanced at him.

Meeting his boss’s gaze, Zhang Shi wished he could slap himself.

Couple’s flirtation—why did you have to butt in!

Seeing this, He Qiyu swallowed the words that had rushed to the tip of her tongue.

Not daring to ask another question, she went upstairs with Xiao Tian.

Yan Jingchuan helped Chen Shu back to their room.

Just as Zhang Shi was about to dash to the living room to tidy the sofa, he saw Yan Jingchuan heading toward the bedroom.

… After a moment’s thought, he realized he was being superfluous and decided to keep the dog company instead, so he went to remove Wangcai’s leash.

The moment the restraint was off.

His vision went dark.

Woof!

Wangcai wagged his tail and charged into the bedroom.

Zhang Shi hurried after him: Wangcai!

But it was already too late.

Wangcai circled around his owner’s feet, jumping and pawing without getting a response. After chasing his tail behind the two men, he pounced toward Yan Jingchuan.

Yan Jingchuan had just reached the bedside.

He leaned his cane against the edge of the bed, frowning as he bore Chen Shu’s weight while slowly helping him lie down.

His body not yet fully recovered, his strength was somewhat lacking.

Just then, a sudden force came from behind, and unable to control himself, he fell onto Chen Shu.

Zhang Shi rushed to the doorway just in time to witness this scene.

Looking at the still lively Wangcai, then at the passionate kiss on the bed that definitely wasn’t part of Director Yan’s plan.

Standing by the door, his mood turned extremely heavy.

Of all people, he had to see this kind of situation.

After today.

Would he even survive…