Who is Helping Me Win by Lying Down [Transmigration] - Chapter 82

Chapter 82

Zhang Shi looked at him and couldn’t help asking, Mr. Chen, why are you suddenly asking about these things?

Chen Shu said, Just curious.

Zhang Shi didn’t press further.

He could tell Chen Shu wasn’t merely just curious, but no matter how he thought about it, there was nothing particularly noteworthy about this matter. Director Yan just wanted to buy a dog, and besides, he never succeeded in doing so.

Now that these two were inseparable, would Chen Shu really care that Director Yan had wanted to take Wangcai away back then?

Still, to avoid any misunderstanding, he added, Director Yan only gave that instruction once, and he has always prioritized your wishes, Mr. Chen.

Chen Shu said, I know.

Wangcai had been by his side the day he refused Zhang Shi.

Moreover, not long after that, Yan Jingchuan proposed the contract for being his kept lover, so there was no need to go through the trouble of taking Wangcai away.

No wonder Yan Jingchuan had accompanied him everywhere during that period.

Unconditional support, the most lenient terms.

Yan Jingchuan had been determined to have Wangcai from the very beginning.

Speak of the devil, Zhang Shi said with a smile, looking behind Chen Shu.

Chen Shu had been gone for a while, so Yan Jingchuan didn’t wait any longer.

Stepping out of the bedroom and hearing Zhang Shi’s words, he paused mid-step and looked up at the two of them.

Chen Shu also turned to look at him.

Zhang Shi remarked with emotion, Speaking of which, Wangcai has always loved sticking close to you since he was little, Mr. Chen.

Yan Jingchuan’s face darkened, pretending not to hear as he continued walking to Chen Shu’s feet.

Chen Shu crouched down, gently scratching Wangcai under the chin. Hearing this, he looked into those familiar dark eyes and said lightly, Is that so?

Yan Jingchuan lowered his gaze, pretending not to understand.

Chen Shu withdrew his hand and stood up, returning to the bedroom.

He looked at the sleeping Yan Jingchuan and sat down by the bed.

The next moment, Wangcai jumped up with practiced ease.

The narrow space of the single sofa couldn’t accommodate an extra half-year-old large dog, so he simply lay down on Chen Shu’s lap, resting his head in the crook of Chen Shu’s arm.

Chen Shu looked down at him.

Since Wangcai was little and too lazy to walk, Chen Shu had grown accustomed to carrying him in his arms, and this habit continued even after he grew up. He had never found it strange before.

But if his guess was correct, this dog he had raised from puppyhood might be hosting a human consciousness.

What he had picked up wasn’t just Wangcai, but Yan Jingchuan as well.

Yan Jingchuan was Wangcai.

Scenes from their past interactions surfaced in his mind, and a smile crept into Chen Shu’s eyes.

He raised his hand and placed it on Wangcai’s head.

The ears that emerged from under his palm twitched slightly, but there was no struggle.

The idea of a human consciousness residing in a dog’s body was originally unbelievable, but since he himself came from another world, even the most unbelievable things became understandable.

According to the data recorded by Zhang Shi, before they started living together, the intervals between Yan Jingchuan’s awakenings still followed some pattern. After they began cohabiting, the duration of his unconsciousness significantly decreased.

It seemed Wangcai really played an important role.

Chen Shu closed his eyes and leaned back against the chair.

In that case…

For two consecutive days, Chen Shu didn’t expose the truth, but he gradually noticed many suspicious points about Wangcai that he had never noticed before.

Wangcai responded appropriately to every word spoken, rarely left the bedroom unless necessary, and tried to stay as close as possible to Yan Jingchuan’s physical body.

Compared to the real Wangcai, he was smarter, quieter, and had more personality.

Zhang Shi’s dog-walking activities were consistently rejected during Yan Jingchuan’s unconscious periods, and he had even lost the privilege of feeding Wangcai. Recently, he had been trying to regain favor through sycophantic behavior, but with little success.

Chen Shu was stopped by it. Seeing its excited demeanor so different from yesterday, he understood.

Zhang Shi opened the door and saw the figure sitting by the bed inside, overjoyed and surprised: Director Yan, you’re awake!

Yan Jingchuan raised his hand and pinched the bridge of his nose.

The caregiver carefully moved the medical equipment aside and stood nearby to facilitate Yan Jingchuan’s movement.

Hearing Zhang Shi’s voice, Yan Jingchuan opened his eyes and looked over.

Zhang Shi was pinned in place by his boss’s piercing gaze and swallowed hard.

This shouldn’t be happening.

He hadn’t done anything before Director Yan fell unconscious, and he hadn’t had time to do anything since he woke up. Where was this coldness coming from?

Could it be that his voice was too loud just now?

Zhang Shi quickly softened his tone: Director Yan, you’re awake?

Yan Jingchuan simply took the cane from the caregiver and stood up from the bedside.

At that moment, Chen Shu entered from outside.

Wangcai slipped in past his legs and wagged its tail as it pounced in front of Yan Jingchuan.

Yan Jingchuan’s hand rested on its head. Remembering yesterday, he pressed his lips together and looked at Chen Shu.

Chen Shu didn’t stop walking: How are you feeling?

Yan Jingchuan said: I’m fine.

Chen Shu said: You just woke up. Rest a while longer.

Yan Jingchuan said: No need. I’ve been lying down for so long, I’ve rested enough.

Chen Shu then asked: Are you hungry?

Only then did Yan Jingchuan notice he was holding breakfast.

Zhang Shi hurried forward to set up the small table.

Chen Shu made two trips to arrange the dishes on the table: Eat.

Yan Jingchuan instinctively grabbed his retreating hand: What about you?

Chen Shu said: There’s more outside.

Keep me company, Yan Jingchuan said, Right here.

Chen Shu readily agreed: Okay.

Yan Jingchuan took the chopsticks he handed over. Looking at his usual calm face, the tangled emotions in his heart grew harder to settle.

Zhang Shi and the caregiver had already withdrawn to the side.

Wangcai remained by the bed. Seeing the filled food bowl Zhang Shi had prepared, it buried its head in it, eating with abandon.

Chen Shu glanced at it, then looked back at Yan Jingchuan.

Yan Jingchuan’s thin lips pressed into a straight line.

Chen Shu asked: Why aren’t you eating?Yan Jingchuan simply set down his chopsticks and met his gaze: Do you have something you want to ask me?

Chen Shu smiled: I planned to talk after you finished eating.

Yan Jingchuan said gravely: You can talk now.

Alright. Chen Shu also set down his chopsticks and got straight to the point, The Wangcai I picked up was you, right?

His revelation was delivered lightly, as if mentioned in passing.

Yet Yan Jingchuan felt an illusory twist in his chest, mixed with a discomfiture he had never experienced in his life.

Before he could speak,

Chen Shu added: Wangcai can cure your illness. You ‘kept’ me because of it, right?

Yan Jingchuan was silent for a long time: Chen Shu…

I’m not blaming you. In a cooperative relationship, having an objective is only natural. Chen Shu smiled, Last time, my proposal was rejected by you. Now I’ve thought of what to give you.

Yan Jingchuan clenched his hand, sensing what he was about to say: What do you mean?

Chen Shu said: I will give Wangcai to you.

Perhaps because he had just woken up, Yan Jingchuan’s voice was slightly hoarse: You said Wangcai is your family.

That’s right. Chen Shu looked toward the bedside where Wangcai remained oblivious to their conversation, But it’s more important to you.

Just as Yan Jingchuan was about to say something,

Chen Shu’s phone rang with an incoming call.

It was He Qiyu.

Chen Shu signaled to Yan Jingchuan and casually answered the call.

He Qiyu said, Chen Shu, I spoke with the production team yesterday, but it was too late to disturb you. They asked if you could go today to reshoot the scenes from the last episode because the location is being demolished and they really can’t wait. I didn’t agree—what do you think?

Chen Shu glanced at Yan Jingchuan. Sure.

He Qiyu was taken aback.

Then she realized: Director Yan is awake?

Chen Shu said, Mm.

He Qiyu said, Alright, I’ll come pick you up right away.

Mm. Chen Shu hung up and said to Yan Jingchuan, I need to go out for a bit.

Yan Jingchuan’s thin lips, which had just regained some color, pressed into a tight line. You’re leaving? he retorted.

Yes, Chen Shu said. Let’s eat.

Clearly not intending to elaborate, Chen Shu left Yan Jingchuan clenching his fists so hard his knuckles turned white, but he said nothing more.

After the meal, Chen Shu went to change clothes, and He Qiyu arrived quickly as expected.

Chen Shu went downstairs, got in the car, and flew to the filming location.

After finishing the shoot, he hadn’t planned to stay, but He Qiyu insisted on returning to the hotel first.

The hotel was booked by the production team for the guests.

Chen Shu took the key card and went upstairs.

As soon as he opened the door, Yan Jingchuan, who had been standing by the window, turned around.

He looked at Chen Shu and walked over slowly with his cane. If you want to leave, I don’t agree.

Chen Shu raised an eyebrow. What?

Yan Jingchuan walked up to him.

Though he had rehearsed this countless times in his mind, standing face to face, he still held his breath.

I did have another purpose for keeping you, he said.

Before, it was because of Wangcai. Now, I only want you.