Who is Helping Me Win by Lying Down [Transmigration] - Chapter 84

Chapter 84

Chen Shu woke up as usual, disturbed by his biological clock. Opening his eyes to see Yan Jingchuan in his arms, he met his gaze and noticed familiar eyes carrying emotions that seemed different from before.

Morning, Yan Jingchuan said.

Chen Shu smiled. Morning.

After speaking, he was about to get up when he recalled last night. Raising his hand to gently cup Yan Jingchuan’s cheek, he kissed his forehead before turning to continue getting out of bed.

As their relationship transitioned from contractual to romantic, some habits needed to change too.

Watching his retreating back, Yan Jingchuan pressed his lips together to suppress a smile before also rising and heading to the bathroom.

When they went out, the hourly cleaner—knowing the employer disliked disturbances—had laid out the meals and left early.

Zhang Shi entered afterward.

He had a spare key to the place. Initially hesitant to use it, he now treated the living room as his second office.

Seeing Yan Jingchuan, he first greeted both of them before showing his subordinate’s consideration: Director Yan, are you feeling better?

Yan Jingchuan said, Mm.

With Wangcai constantly by his side and two days of rest, the brief coma hadn’t caused serious issues.

Zhang Shi nodded, returning to sit on the sofa as they ate, ready to start work.

Yan Jingchuan also took his seat at the dining table.

He first told Chen Shu, I’ve added some personnel around you.

Chen Shu said, He Qiyu already hired people from a security company.

Yan Jingchuan stated bluntly, I’m not reassured.

Chen Shu understood. You’ve taken action against Xinrun?

Otherwise, for ordinary methods at filming locations, regular bodyguards would suffice without needing such seriousness.

Yes, Yan Jingchuan said. Li Sheng stops at nothing. You’d better be prepared, but I’ll ensure your safety.

Just as Chen Shu picked up his chopsticks, he remembered something. Were they there yesterday?

Yan Jingchuan’s eyes flickered. Yes.

Chen Shu asked, What about before yesterday?

Yan Jingchuan lowered his gaze to avoid his eyes. They’ve been with you since your accident.

Chen Shu said, Does He Qiyu know?

No, and she hasn’t noticed. Yan Jingchuan frowned. That’s why I’m not reassured.

Chen Shu said, So you acted first and reported afterward?

Yan Jingchuan paused. Sorry.

Lifting his eyes to explain, he directly met Chen Shu’s smiling gaze.

Director Yan, do you concede this easily during business negotiations too?

Yan Jingchuan looked at him. You’re not angry?

You’re worried about my safety—why would I be angry?

Chen Shu said, I don’t mind you caring about me, but next time, better care more about yourself. Your safety is important too.

Yan Jingchuan only said, Hopefully there won’t be a next time.

Remembering that eerily realistic dream, Chen Shu took a sip from his water glass and agreed, Right. Hopefully there won’t be a next time.

Hearing this, Yan Jingchuan’s brow furrowed slightly.

When he fell unconscious, he would end up in Wangcai’s body, but the reason for Chen Shu’s coma remained unexplained. Judging by how Chen Shu hadn’t prolonged contact with any other objects these past two days, their situations weren’t the same.

Chen Shu said he’d had a dream.

Could it be related to that dream?

Let’s eat.

Yan Jingchuan returned to himself. Mm.

After the meal, Yan Jingchuan and Zhang Shi remained in the living room while Chen Shu changed clothes and went to the company.

When departing, the assigned car had been replaced with another model, the driver switched to someone new, and a man in black sitting in the passenger seat turned upon his entry to greet him: Good morning, Mr. Chen. I’m Zhang Zhenli, assigned by Director Yan to be responsible for your safety. You can call me Xiao Zhang.

Zhang Zhenli was not particularly tall, but the exposed section of his forearm showed taut muscles.

With an ordinary appearance and dressed in simple casual attire, the earphones tucked into his ears were hidden by his short hair, making him look more like Chen Shu’s assistant. Indeed, he was there under the guise of an assistant to provide close protection.

Chen Shu had reviewed their photos and identities before heading out and nodded to him in acknowledgment. Thank you. I appreciate your hard work.

You’re too kind, Zhang Zhenli replied with a smile. After introducing himself, he fell silent, remaining so unobtrusive that he was barely noticeable.

At the company, after Chen Shu finished his recording session, He Qiyu was still there when he stepped out of the booth.

The team from ‘Ready, Action!’ asked if you’d be willing to renew your contract, He Qiyu said, doing her best to ignore the unfamiliar face of Zhang Zhenli, who had stood up simultaneously across from her. As someone assigned by Director Yan, she didn’t dare interfere.

Turn it down, Chen Shu said.

He Qiyu had expected this and wasn’t surprised. Aside from ‘Ready, Action!’, there are other—

Chen Shu cut her off. Turn them all down.

Just coming to the company once had already made Yan Jingchuan uneasy, let alone traveling to various locations. Besides, he had never been interested in work outside of films. Now that the investment funds were fully accounted for, it was time to wrap up the variety show appearances.

He Qiyu was taken aback for a moment before responding, I understand.

Since Chen Shu had stepped in as a replacement, his involvement with Ready, Action! was initially set for only two episodes. Firstly, the production team still hoped the originally scheduled guest might return, and secondly, Chen Shu’s fee was relatively high. The producers wanted to assess the impact before committing further—it was better to negotiate additional payments later than risk losing everything upfront.

No one could have predicted the unforeseen incident in between.

Fortunately, amidst the misfortune, Chen Shu hadn’t been seriously injured. But if he wanted to rest, she wouldn’t stand in his way.

Thankfully, she hadn’t booked any gigs for him in advance, so the decision rested entirely with Chen Shu.

Moreover, Nameless was set to begin filming in less than a month, and Chen Shu truly needed a proper break.

With that in mind, He Qiyu discussed album matters with Chen Shu a bit longer before seeing him off downstairs.

Chen Shu returned to his residence by car, where Yan Jingchuan and Zhang Shi were still working.

When Zhang Shi noticed Chen Shu, he paused briefly, but seeing that Director Yan showed no intention of avoiding the topic, he continued as well.

Although plans targeting Xinrun had long been in preparation, now that the battle had begun, facing such a massive conglomerate, he didn’t dare let his guard down for a moment.

Especially during the two days Director Yan was absent, even with his instructions, Zhang Shi had treaded carefully—fearing internal mistakes and external leaks about Yan Jingchuan’s unconsciousness to Li Sheng.

Thankfully, Director Yan had regained consciousness in time.

With Director Yan back in charge, Zhang Shi finally felt a sense of relief.

What surprised him even more was how the colossal Xinrun Group seemed to crumble under Director Yan’s strategies.

Li Sheng, despite his youth, had been hailed as a dark horse in the financial world for his role as president at Xinrun. Yet, Director Yan, being the same age, had outperformed this dark horse by a significant margin—the difference was clear.

No wonder Li Sheng had resorted to planting a spy within Yan Corporation back then. Facing Director Yan, he knew he couldn’t win through fair means.

Now, he was reaping the bitter seeds he had sown himself.

And then there was Chen Shu.

Zhang Shi glanced at Chen Shu.

The main reason Director Yan had moved ahead so aggressively and dealt with Li Sheng with such swift force was likely because of Chen Shu.

Sensing the gaze, Chen Shu turned to look.

Zhang Shi quickly lowered his head, pretending to take notes.

Chen Shu withdrew his gaze, not wanting to disturb them, and continued into the music room.

Even without taking on new gigs, he still had to work on the album the company was preparing. He had brought the new songs back home—the music room had excellent soundproofing, making it ideal for practice.

The next day, he arrived punctually at the company to complete his recording session and left promptly afterward, heading downstairs to his car.

However, the moment the car started moving forward, another vehicle swiftly overtook them from behind. With an ear-piercing screech of brakes, it cut diagonally in front of their car.

Mr. Chen, please brace yourself.

The driver’s calm voice rang out, not waiting for a response as his hands moved swiftly.

A man stepped out of the opposing car.

It was Li Sheng.

He had no driver with him, and the ever-present stream of lovers was conspicuously absent. Standing alone by his car, the confident charm and suave demeanor from their last meeting had completely vanished from his person. His handsome face now only bore the wretchedness of a cornered animal.

The secretary, still shaken, got out from the passenger seat and moved to stand behind him.

Li Sheng ignored him completely, his gaze fixed intently on the rapidly maneuvering car before him. His eyes pierced through the privacy-tinted windows, landing squarely on Chen Shu.

Those eyes were bloodshot—clear evidence that Xinrun’s recent developments had robbed him of sleep and left no room for personal grooming.

Chen Shu knew he had something to say.

That he had tracked him here also indicated Yan Jingchuan had backed him into a corner.

Unable to reach Yan Jingchuan, he could only come here to try his luck.

The car continued moving.

Li Sheng couldn’t bring himself to chase after the vehicle and make a public spectacle. He remained rooted to the spot, fists clenched, gritting his teeth to maintain his last shred of dignity.

The driver asked, Mr. Chen?

Chen Shu said, Let’s go.

Yan Jingchuan never interfered with his work, and he wouldn’t meddle in Yan Jingchuan’s affairs either.

Moreover, he was well aware that Yan Jingchuan’s move against Xinrun was partly due to Li Sheng’s attempt to drug him.

From any perspective, he had no reason to relay messages for Li Sheng.

The driver said, Understood.

The car swept past Li Sheng like the wind.

His face reflected in the window, he caught a glimpse of Chen Shu’s profile inside—as cold and stern as he remembered, his expression as detached as during their meeting.

The image vanished in an instant. Li Sheng shut his eyes tightly.

All because of a lover, without even concrete evidence, Yan Jingchuan had actually moved against him.

And he had done it so ruthlessly, leaving him no way out.

The secretary didn’t dare make a sound, stealing glances at him while silently speculating about his thoughts.

Having just begun to spar, his defeat was already laid bare on the table.

Would he regret it?

But judging by Director Yan’s attitude from Yan Corporation, it was already too late for regrets…

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Returning home, Chen Shu informed Yan Jingchuan about encountering Li Sheng at the company entrance to prevent him from hearing it from others later and overthinking.

Yan Jingchuan indeed frowned: You should stay home as much as possible recently.

Chen Shu said, Tomorrow is the final episode of the program. After filming wraps up and before joining the new project, I’ll try not to go out.

The furrow between Yan Jingchuan’s brows remained: I’ll assign more people to you.

Chen Shu smiled, As you wish.

His usual unconditional agreement stirred something in Yan Jingchuan’s heart, and he said no more.

Early the next morning, before Chen Shu could get up after waking, Yan Jingchuan pulled him back: Flight this morning?

Mm, Chen Shu said, I’ll return early.

Yan Jingchuan frowned, Leaving this early?

Chen Shu said, Not necessarily.

Yan Jingchuan gazed back at him.

Just then, a knock sounded at the door.

Director Yan, are you awake?

It was Zhang Shi. Knocking at this hour likely meant he had something to discuss.

Chen Shu got out of bed to answer the door.

But before he could take a step, he felt a slight tug.

Turning back, he saw Yan Jingchuan’s hand holding onto the tie of his robe.

Noticing he had been seen, Yan Jingchuan still didn’t let go.

Chen Shu raised an eyebrow slightly. Not opening the door?

Yan Jingchuan neither confirmed nor denied it. Good morning kiss.

Habits need to be cultivated consistently, not intermittently.

Hearing this, Chen Shu simply turned back, threw off the covers, reached out to grasp Yan Jingchuan’s leg, pulled him closer, and pressed him against his waist.

Yan Jingchuan stiffened.

Chen Shu knelt on one knee between his legs, released his grip to brace himself beside Yan Jingchuan’s face, leaned down, and kissed him on the lips.

Is this enough, Director Yan?

The warm, breathy whisper tinged with laughter sounded by his ear made Yan Jingchuan’s gaze deepen.

Not enough, he said.

Feeling the hand that had slipped from his open collar to his back, Chen Shu looked down at him.

Yan Jingchuan’s expression remained unchanged.

Chen Shu chuckled softly. Aren’t you going to answer the door?

Yan Jingchuan didn’t respond, only applied more pressure with his hand, making their recently separated body heat press close together again.

A burning warmth began to permeate the room.

The knocking outside the door never sounded again.

Author’s note: ??