Who is Helping Me Win by Lying Down [Transmigration] - Chapter 70

Chapter 70

Woof!

Wangcai rushed out from inside the house and leaped into Chen Shu’s arms.

Chen Shu smiled and patted its head before letting it go back to its meal.

Wangcai circled around his feet a couple more times before bouncing away.

It was at its most mischievous age now, with boundless energy every day.

Chen Shu watched as it got distracted by a toy on its way to the food bowl, pouncing straight on it to entertain itself.

For some reason, ever since Wangcai grew up, it hadn’t been as clever as when it was young, and its dog-like habits had become more pronounced. It used to revert to its former self at night, but recently it hadn’t changed at all.

Occasionally, he missed its previous personality. Although back then, it was far less affectionate than it was now.

What are you looking at?

Hearing Yan Jingchuan’s tone, Chen Shu turned his face back: Nothing, just thinking about when Wangcai was little.

The cold sternness faded from Yan Jingchuan’s face, replaced by slight awkwardness: What about when it was little?

I might not have told you before – I found Wangcai on the street. Chen Shu put down his jacket and said while going to wash his hands, When it was young…

Yan Jingchuan appeared completely indifferent, but when Chen Shu didn’t continue after a long pause, he still turned to look at him.

Only after Chen Shu came out of the bathroom did he continue: It had a terrible temper when it was young.

Yan Jingchuan’s expression darkened: Where did it have a terrible temper?

Chen Shu thought for a moment: It would often get angry for no reason.

Yan Jingchuan said expressionlessly: Maybe you just didn’t notice the reason it was angry.

Chen Shu laughed: It’s fine, it was easy to coax anyway.

Yan Jingchuan’s expression darkened again as he picked up his water glass and took a small sip.

He didn’t need coaxing – he just couldn’t be bothered to argue with Chen Shu.

But sometimes it really asked for a spanking. Chen Shu added.

Yan Jingchuan’s hand holding the water glass slowly tightened.

As Chen Shu’s words fell, long-sealed memories resurfaced, almost recreating the physical sensations. A faint tingling crawled up his spine, gently moving downward.

Yan Jingchuan abruptly sat up straight and said coldly: That was you being dictatorial.

Suddenly being accused, Chen Shu raised an eyebrow: I’m dictatorial?

Yan Jingchuan came back to himself and met Chen Shu’s gaze, his movements slightly stiffening before he changed the subject: Wangcai is very obedient. You shouldn’t hit it.

Chen Shu chuckled lightly: That’s because you’ve never seen what it was like before.

At this point, his hand paused as he pulled out the chair.

Thinking back now, Yan Jingchuan really had never seen Wangcai’s previous self.

When he found Wangcai and took it to participate in the talent show, Wangcai was only excessively mischievous a few times, and Yan Jingchuan was still lying unconscious in the hospital; after meeting Yan Jingchuan, agreeing to the arrangement, and moving in with Yan Jingchuan, Wangcai gradually grew up, and its personality suddenly became completely different between day and night.

Then after sleeping with Yan Jingchuan, Wangcai’s grown-up personality became fully established.

Chen Shu looked at Yan Jingchuan.

It seemed like it was from around the time of Yan Jingchuan’s recovery that Wangcai started changing.

Yan Jingchuan maintained surface composure: Why are you looking at me?

Hearing his voice, Chen Shu pulled back his thoughts and only said: It’s just such a coincidence that you really never saw it even once.

Yan Jingchuan picked up his water glass again, using the drinking motion to conceal his expression: Is it strange that I never saw it?

Chen Shu smiled and didn’t pursue the thought: Not strange.

As he spoke, he continued pulling out the chair and sat down at the dining table. Let’s eat.

He had called Yan Jingchuan before coming back.

Yan Jingchuan always had a strong sense of timing – the dishes were still warm.

Chen Shu glanced over the decorations on the table beyond the dinner spread, then looked at the rows of flickering candlelights dotting the surroundings. Why are there so many candles?

Yan Jingchuan froze.

Chen Shu had no thoughts in this direction; any explanation from him would only be superfluous.

Without waiting for him to speak, Chen Shu recalled the scene when they entered. Was there a power outage earlier?

Yan Jingchuan: …

His face darkened as he picked up his knife and fork. Yes, a power outage.

Chen Shu said, Next time, there’s no need to light so many. It could easily cause a fire.

But were there only candles earlier?

Probably a few lights were still on. They might have been left on before the outage.

Screech—

The knife made a short, sharp noise as it scraped against the plate.

Chen Shu looked up at Yan Jingchuan. What’s wrong?

Yan Jingchuan said sternly, Eat!

Chen Shu had no idea where this sudden anger came from but simply complied. Alright, whatever you say.

Hearing this, Yan Jingchuan pressed his lips together, the restlessness in his heart dissipating in an instant. I ordered flavors you like. Try them and see how they taste.

Chen Shu, accustomed to his quick-changing temper, smiled. It’s great. Thank you.

As he spoke, he heard Wangcai chewing nearby and paused again.

This temperament was quite similar to Wangcai’s in the past.

But…

Chen Shu looked up at Yan Jingchuan, who was eating with his head lowered, and a slight curve touched his lips.

It was better not to let him know about such comparisons.

After confirming the investment matters, Chen Shu had a day and a half free.

Yan Jingchuan had been feeling unwell recently and needed to rest at home, so Chen Shu took the opportunity to help him with rehabilitation during his spare time.

However, every time they went downstairs for a walk, they weren’t alone.

Zhang Shi held documents in one hand and tugged Wangcai along with the other. Looking at the two people in front of him, he couldn’t help but sigh heavily.

He had originally thought the two were having conflicts, given the books Director Yan had collected.

But it didn’t seem like it!

The more he looked, the less it seemed like it!

They were practically glued together every day, yet Director Yan continued studying how to press forward. Such dedication was truly worthy of Director Yan.

If only, beyond studying, Director Yan would also pay some attention to company matters!

It was supposed to be just three days.

Now it had been three days, then another three days!

Zhang Shi touched his hair, which had thinned noticeably in just a few days, and wailed inwardly.

No!

He had to help Director Yan speed up the process, or he would burn out sooner or later.

As Zhang Shi was thinking this, he saw the two in front suddenly stop and halted as well.

Tired? Chen Shu asked.

Yan Jingchuan said, Not really.

Chen Shu withdrew his arm from around Yan Jingchuan’s waist, turning his palm up to support Yan Jingchuan’s wrist. But he felt a slip as Yan Jingchuan’s hand pressed against his, their fingers interlacing.

Chen Shu glanced down briefly before turning to look at Yan Jingchuan.

Yan Jingchuan stared straight ahead, seemingly unaware of anything unusual.

Chen Shu looked away and simply said, Much better than yesterday.

Yan Jingchuan said, Thank you for your trouble.

Chen Shu repeated what he had said before: Between you and me, there’s no need for such politeness.

Yan Jingchuan’s grip tightened slightly before loosening, his usually stern expression softening. Alright.

Chen Shu said, Let’s head back.

Yan Jingchuan nodded.

Zhang Shi followed behind them, tugging the restless Wangcai along.

Watching them go from embracing to holding hands, then looking at the silly dog he was leading, his bitterness and frustration compounded.

And Director Yan…

Even a feigned illness had a recovery process?

Truly worthy of Director Yan—even pretending to be sick was Flawless…

On the day before leaving for the filming location to record the program, Yan Jingchuan’s illness had largely recovered. Before heading to the company, he first took Chen Shu to the airport.

Call me when you get back.

Chen Shu said, Mm.

Yan Jingchuan watched him turn away: And—

Chen Shu glanced back at him: Hm?

Yan Jingchuan pressed his lips together: Never mind.

Seeing his hesitation, Chen Shu suddenly smiled: I know.

Yan Jingchuan said, You know?

Zhang Shi and He Qiyu also craned their necks to look over.

Chen Shu didn’t elaborate, instead saying, Take care of yourself. I’ll come back as soon as possible.

Yan Jingchuan said, No need to rush.

Chen Shu was somewhat surprised.

Whenever he went out, Yan Jingchuan would always ask when he’d be back. Today, he had answered in advance, never expecting Yan Jingchuan to change his mind.

Yan Jingchuan frowned slightly: Your health comes first. Stay overnight before returning.

Zhang Shi and He Qiyu also looked astonished.

Zhang Shi was the first to react.

Urging Chen Shu to return early was more in line with Director Yan’s usual style. This uncharacteristic generosity was probably picked up from some random book again.

Alright, Chen Shu said. Go back now.

With that, he nodded to Zhang Shi, then turned and continued forward with He Qiyu.

He Qiyu followed him for quite a distance before sneaking a glance back. Seeing Yan Jingchuan still standing there, she quickly pulled her head back and looked at Chen Shu.

Taking advantage of the distance, she finally couldn’t resist saying, You and Director Yan have such a good relationship.

Chen Shu neither confirmed nor denied it: Do we?

Yes, He Qiyu said. Look at you—you’re still smiling in your eyes.

Chen Shu turned to look at her: Am I?

Yes! He Qiyu continued, Ah, actually, thinking about it, I should have guessed earlier. You’re only at your most relaxed when you’re with Director Yan.

Chen Shu’s steps faltered almost imperceptibly.

Like ripples stirred by He Qiyu’s words in his heart, subtle yet penetrating.

He Qiyu didn’t say much more.

Something so obvious—did it even need to be said?

She had known Chen Shu for quite some time, yet every time she saw him, she still felt he was as elusive as the wind. The more time she spent with him, the stronger this feeling became.

Chen Shu had a bone-deep confidence in acting—a natural advantage his talent afforded him. In front of the camera, he maintained a rigorously precise standard for his characters, effortlessly conjuring any required emotion. Perhaps it was this ease within his roles that made him seem so inscrutable off-screen. His interactions with others were always placid as still water, carrying an untouchable aloofness and detachment.

Except with Director Yan.

Chen Shu would take the initiative.

Initiating concern, initiating banter…

With Director Yan, Chen Shu was always different.

In Director Yan’s presence, Chen Shu was always different.

The more she witnessed their interactions, the more easily she accepted the fact that Chen Shu and Director Yan were in a relationship.

Because, at least within her limited understanding, the two were uniquely exceptional to each other.

He Qiyu looked at Chen Shu.

This was just fine.

Whether singing or acting, Chen Shu was a naturally gifted, genius-level artist who excelled at everything he did. Clearly, there were countless things he could pursue, yet Chen Shu showed no interest in anything and never seemed to care.

He was like a cloud that could never be grasped—even if held in the palm, it would only be an elusive wisp of mist.

With Director Yan in the picture, it proved that no matter how unfathomable Chen Shu seemed, there was still someone he cared about in his heart.

When they turned the corner, He Qiyu stole another glance back.

She saw that Director Yan had only just left.

Back at the company, Yan Jingchuan handled all the documents and set aside six hours to watch Chen Shu’s live stream.

With other arrangements scheduled afterward, Zhang Shi also stayed in the office, accompanying his boss to relax together.

On the screen, he noticed Chen Shu consistently staying behind Duan Xu from start to finish, maintaining the longest possible distance between them.

At one point, Duan Xu casually asked, Chen Shu, why are you always so far away from me?

Chen Shu replied just as casually, Must be a coincidence.

Zhang Shi glanced at Yan Jingchuan.

Director Yan, stop smiling.

Director Yan, if this continues, the whole world will know how jealous you are, Director Yan!

Yan Jingchuan kept his eyes fixed on Chen Shu’s face, magnified by the camera on the large screen, while the words Chen Shu had said before departing suddenly echoed in his ears.

I know.

But did he really know?

Yan Jingchuan rubbed the cane in his palm and suddenly said to Zhang Shi, Find a restaurant. After Chen Shu returns, I’ll go there with him.

The atmosphere created at home could easily be disrupted, but it shouldn’t be the case in a restaurant.

Author’s note: ??