Who is Helping Me Win by Lying Down [Transmigration] - Chapter 95

Chapter 95

After dinner, Zhang Shi tactfully cleaned up and left. Chen Shu and Yan Jingchuan also went to bed after washing up.

Early the next morning, He Qiyu was already waiting at the hotel entrance.

But when she saw the two coming downstairs together, her eyelids twitched violently.

Director Yan.

Hmm.

The moment Yan Jingchuan walked past her, He Qiyu glanced around like a thief before getting into the car driven by Xiao Tian. They set off first to lead the way for Yan Jingchuan’s driver behind them.

Fortunately, they only went to the destination’s entrance. After getting out of the car, Chen Shu pressed down on the car door that Yan Jingchuan had opened, leaning in to push him back inside while casually petting Wangcai.

This is far enough. After speaking, Chen Shu nodded slightly at Zhang Shi who was looking over from the passenger seat. Just as he was about to straighten up, his tie slipped from his jacket front and was caught by Yan Jingchuan’s raised hand.

Zhang Shi quickly turned away, not daring to look at what shouldn’t be seen.

Yan Jingchuan didn’t speak, only quietly gazing into Chen Shu’s eyes.

Chen Shu smiled and kissed his lips. After the kiss ended, he said, I’m going to be late.

Yan Jingchuan released his hand. I’ll pick you up tonight.

Chen Shu said, I’ll finish very late. You don’t need to wait for me.

Yan Jingchuan simply replied, I want to wait for you.

Chen Shu paused slightly, then brushed another light kiss over his lips. As he straightened up, he said, Alright, then I’ll try to finish early.

He Qiyu stood to the side watching this scene, wishing time would pass faster.

Although this passageway was relatively secluded, people still passed by occasionally. She restrained herself again and again before finally unable to resist stepping forward to remind in a low voice, Chen Shu, if we don’t leave now, we’ll be late.

Hmm. Chen Shu closed the car door first. Let’s go.

… Looking at his profile that had returned to its usual aloofness, He Qiyu followed him forward.

Thinking about it now, it made sense that Chen Shu would marry Director Yan so early.

Only in front of Director Yan did Chen Shu’s emotions fluctuate noticeably, and the elusive sense of distance that was usually hard to read seemed to disappear.

Since it was a special treatment reserved only for Director Yan, then being even more special seemed perfectly reasonable.

However, this overly reasonable special treatment made He Qiyu live in constant fear during the remaining thirteen days of the preview screenings.

She knew that given Chen Shu’s attitude, if photos were taken by paparazzi, he would probably go public directly without even waiting the full month.

Most importantly.

Even though the wedding date was set and they were about to officially become a couple, Director Yan remained the same Director Yan she remembered.

Every day without fail, he would come to send Chen Shu off in the morning and pick him up at night, as if he couldn’t bear to be separated for even one more second.

Every time she saw the two sharing an affectionate farewell kiss inside the car or through the car window, her heart would experience the painful free fall of a rollercoaster.

Please consider the feelings of us working people!

But such words, He Qiyu could only wail about in her heart.

Fortunately, the preview screenings proceeded smoothly throughout.

After they ended, there were no paparazzi, no photos, and everything remained relatively calm.

Except for the online discussions about Chen Shu and Yan Jingchuan’s relationship.

Although Yan Jingchuan never appeared from beginning to end, his identity had sparked heated discussions on the first day of the preview screenings. Director Han Shan’s frank comments without any avoidance further pushed the two into the spotlight.

Without needing any additional fueling, netizens’ imaginations were wild enough on their own.

Friends? Old acquaintances? Relatives?

While some believed the two were a couple, they were a minority. With limited information about Yan Jingchuan available online, his private life remained mysterious, leaving this relationship unconfirmed.

During this time, a self-proclaimed former employee of Yan Corporation came forward, stating that the big boss was an absolute diamond bachelor who had never been involved in any romantic scandals. His blank romantic life and complex personal history were in stark contrast. However, this only provided more fodder for online discussions.

Now that the preview screenings had ended, there were inevitably those jealous of Nameless box office success. Some speculations carried strong malicious intent directed at Chen Shu.

No wonder Chen Shu’s career has been smooth sailing since his debut—he has such a powerful backer. Anyone could get famous with that kind of support.

I even suspect ‘Nameless’ box office numbers are inflated. My friends who watched it thought it was just average. Fans are hyping Chen Shu up too much—wait until the official release when he’s exposed.

Unfortunately, such comments were destined to make little impact.

On the first day of its official release, Nameless real-time box office revenue broke the 500 million mark. Screenings increased sharply, attracting a large number of casual viewers, making the response even more explosive than anticipated!

As the lead actor, Chen Shu was scrutinized from every angle by the audience in this destined blockbuster, yet he received no criticism.

The online evaluation of him was consistent with the praise for Nameless.

Instead of the backlash anti-fans had hoped for, Chen Shu’s only starring TV drama, Moon in the Mirror, experienced a resurgence in popularity due to the film’s success.

He Qiyu didn’t bother informing Chen Shu about any of this.

With the wedding just over half a month away, as the groom, he had far more important matters to attend to.

After the premiere night’s celebration banquet ended, He Qiyu, who had been tense for thirteen days, finally relaxed. She smiled as she walked Chen Shu to the door.

Stepping outside, she saw Yan Jingchuan’s car parked right in front. Director Yan is here to pick you up again.

As soon as she spoke, Yan Jingchuan opened the car door and stepped out, his gaze fixed on Chen Shu.

He Qiyu stopped where she was and said to Chen Shu, I won’t disturb you for the next half month. See you at the wedding.

See you at the wedding, Chen Shu replied before descending the steps and walking toward Yan Jingchuan.

You’ve been drinking? Yan Jingchuan frowned slightly at the scent of alcohol.

Just a little, Chen Shu said, then asked, How long have you been waiting?

Yan Jingchuan said, I just arrived.

Chen Shu wrapped an arm around his waist, pulling him a step closer, then turned to open the car door for him. Have you eaten?

Yan Jingchuan said, Yes.

Get in, Chen Shu said. We’ll stay one more night at the hotel, and tomorrow we can go home.

Yan Jingchuan glanced at him. Alright.

He Qiyu watched until the car disappeared from view, then got into her own car with Xiao Tian.

As usual, Chen Shu arrived back at the hotel before them.

After getting out, the driver drove off. Yan Jingchuan leaned on his cane with one hand while his right hand slipped into Chen Shu’s palm, and they walked side by side.

Tomorrow—

Noticing Chen Shu pause mid-step, Yan Jingchuan stopped with him and saw him looking toward the side. What’s wrong?

In the darkness, the pitch-black greenery was unusually quiet.

Hearing Yan Jingchuan’s question, Chen Shu withdrew his gaze. It’s nothing. I might have been mistaken.

Mistaken?

Yan Jingchuan also glanced over.

Chen Shu asked, What were you going to say just now?

Seeing this, Yan Jingchuan didn’t dwell on it and resumed their previous conversation.

It was all related to the wedding, and Chen Shu agreed to each point.

Returning to the hotel, he freshened up briefly before going to bed to rest.

The next day when they left, they didn’t travel together with He Qiyu and the others. After having breakfast at the restaurant in the morning, they headed straight to the airport.

Once the plane landed, the driver picked them up and drove directly to Hengtai Residential Area.

But before they could even set down their luggage, He Qiyu’s call came through.

Chen Shu answered the call.

“Chen Shu, you and Director Yan were secretly photographed!” He Qiyu’s urgent tone burst out from the receiver.

“Secretly photographed?” Chen Shu recalled last night. It seemed it wasn’t just his imagination.

“Yes!” He Qiyu had only seen the news after getting off the plane and was so anxious that sweat beaded on her forehead. “For now, don’t go out and don’t respond to anything.”

She stared at the endless stream of posts on her tablet, refreshed every second, feeling utterly overwhelmed.

According to the studio staff, no one had approached them to negotiate—the photos had suddenly appeared, catching everyone off guard.

Photos, videos.

Just by looking at the first photo, He Qiyu knew the issue stemmed from the premiere celebration banquet.

In the short video clip created by the paparazzi, the first segment showed Yan Jingchuan picking up Chen Shu the previous night, capturing their interaction in front of the car.

From the camera angle, Chen Shu raising his hand to hug Yan Jingchuan was clear and undeniable.

If that could still be dismissed as an unintentional gesture between friends, the subsequent segments were far from accidental.

Holding hands as they entered the hotel, walking into the elevator together at night, stepping out of the elevator together in the morning—inseparable.

Wangcai, widely known as Chen Shu’s dog, followed closely behind them, getting into the same car before driving off.

They were even secretly photographed in a series of shots at the airport.

He Qiyu was filled with regret.

She shouldn’t have let her guard down so early—she had been too careless.

Since hand-holding was captured in multiple scenes, the credibility of the revelation was noteworthy. Once released, the topic skyrocketed, causing the platform to crash repeatedly. It had only just been fully restored.

It was only noon, not even peak traffic hours yet.

But with Nameless still in hot release and Chen Shu at the peak of his popularity, the timing of this relationship revelation undoubtedly attracted maximum attention.

He Qiyu refreshed the page again.

“Chen Shu? Gay?? Wow, this looks so real. Do two normal men hold hands while walking?”

“Not to be rude, but these photos don’t necessarily prove they’re in a relationship, right? Isn’t it a bit of a stretch? Can’t they just be close friends?”

“Even with the video’s potato quality, their handsomeness still shines through! A match made in heaven!”

“As an aesthetics-focused shipper, I’m boldly speaking up: I support! I bless! I didn’t feel it while watching the movie because Jiang Zhendong’s character was too awful to ship—drug dealers only deserve to be locked up with bullets! But after seeing their private photos online, I’m totally shipping it! If they’re really dating, my dream has come true haha!!”

He Qiyu scrolled carefully, then heard Chen Shu ask:

“How do you plan to handle this?”

He Qiyu said, “We can’t respond to this for now. I’ve already asked the studio to suppress the trending search, but the popularity is too high to bring down immediately. Don’t worry, though—most netizens have short attention spans. It won’t last long.”

Chen Shu listened without commenting.

However, by evening, a new wave of traffic flooded the trending search. Instead of gradually calming down as He Qiyu had expected, the public opinion only intensified.

The official silence was interpreted by netizens as tacit confirmation, making even the fans’ comment control efforts seem less resolute.

Could it be true? Is Chen Shu involved with Yan Jingchuan??

Holy crap, is he being kept? Wonder how a bankrupt loser like Chen Shu managed to cling to Yan Jingchuan’s coattails…

Chen Shu remained completely unaware of the online storm. It was only when Zhang Shi hesitated before leaving and asked Yan Jingchuan whether Yan Corporation should intervene to suppress the matter that he noticed.

Yan Jingchuan looked at Chen Shu.

Chen Shu picked up his phone, took Yan Jingchuan’s hand, and loosely interlaced their fingers before the shutter clicked.

After taking the photo, he was about to open the account He Qiyu had applied for him when Yan Jingchuan said, Wait.

Chen Shu turned to him. What?

After a moment of silence, Yan Jingchuan stood and went to the bedroom, returning with a pair of custom-made men’s rings from half a month ago.

Seeing the velvet box in his hand, Chen Shu asked, Why do you have the wedding rings?

Wen Jiao had mentioned storing the wedding rings at the old residence a month earlier.

Not wedding rings, Yan Jingchuan said. Engagement rings.

Chen Shu looked up at him.

Yan Jingchuan remained expressionless. Since we skipped the engagement ceremony, the rings can serve as mementos.

Chen Shu smiled. You’re right.

He took the box, opened it, and removed one ring. Your hand.

He pressed down on Yan Jingchuan’s outstretched hand and slid the ring onto his left middle finger. As he reached for the second ring, Yan Jingchuan stopped him.

Let me.

Chen Shu said, Alright.

Yan Jingchuan gently pushed the ring onto the same finger, then interlaced their fingers again.

Chen Shu took another photo, but Yan Jingchuan rejected it.

After several more attempts and Yan Jingchuan’s strict selection process, they finally posted the photo.

Chen Shu V: Sharing a photo [image]

It was a response without words, but the message was clear.

Both Chen Shu’s personal and studio accounts had always been managed by his company—a fact obvious to fans, as all his posts were either commercial endorsements or work-related. The occasional personal photos were clearly taken by others, with even the captions sounding official.

Only this post was unmistakably published by Chen Shu himself.

Instantly, a flood of comments poured in.

His phone immediately rang with an incoming call.

Chen Shu didn’t answer He Qiyu’s call this time.

If the studio couldn’t properly handle the situation within a day, there was no need to exhaust efforts hiding it.

The wedding was in half a month.

There was no point in going through great lengths for such a short period.

Understanding Chen Shu’s intention, He Qiyu didn’t call again after the first attempt automatically ended. Watching the comment count skyrocket with each refresh, her day-long anxiety inexplicably vanished.

So be it.

Consider it getting a head start on dealing with this exposure.

The previously bustling conference room fell silent as everyone stared intently at the large screen, monitoring public opinion in real-time.

But soon, the page went blank again. The system had crashed.

In the deep night of early July, programmers tearfully began overtime work, clutching their hair.

—

Over the following half month, He Qiyu strictly adhered to her earlier promise and didn’t disturb Chen Shu.

However, the increasingly wild rumors spreading online fueled her frustration.

Contrary to her expectations, after Chen Shu posted the photo acknowledging the relationship, Nameless not only avoided negative impact but actually gained significant box office revenue by riding the typhoon-level hype from the exposure.

Things had been going smoothly in this regard, but as the wedding date approached, malicious comments slandering Chen Shu gradually emerged.

Baseless accusations claimed Chen Shu was being kept by Yan Jingchuan, that the public announcement was merely Chen Shu’s wishful thinking, and so on, portraying their relationship in a very vulgar light.

While having her studio suppress these comments, He Qiyu found herself actually looking forward to the day of the wedding.

Once Chen Shu and Yan Jingchuan officially married before the whole world, these maggots who wished others misfortune would naturally be proven wrong.

But that day hadn’t arrived yet.

The day before the wedding, the invited media outlets began freely building hype and momentum for the ceremony.

Upon learning that Chen Shu and Yan Jingchuan were actually about to hold their wedding, several related terms rapidly exploded on trending searches, frightening the platform into immediately expanding server capacity, barely managing to stabilize the surging traffic.

However, the wedding hype contained little actual content, mostly speculation.

No media had been present during rehearsals, and those invited only had an invitation letter, able to share only known information.

Though even the known information alone was enough to astonish people.

The wedding venue was on a private island, with transportation provided by helicopters and yachts.

Media outlets competed to report on the island’s stunning scenery. Since they hadn’t been permitted to land on the island, videos only showed panoramic views, but even from above, the grandeur was evident.

Chen Shu and Yan Jingchuan’s relationship, which had been subject to constant suspicion since being exposed, now had such rapid new developments that netizens discussed it all night.

The next day, the wedding finally officially began.

Media crews carrying all sorts of camera equipment queued up to board the ships, while various video websites kept pace, broadcasting everything live for viewers starting from the shore.

Luxury yachts, premium experiences.

Everywhere the eye could see exuded the heavy scent of money.

When the yachts slid into the harbor, reaching the island that had been anticipated all night, the scenery on the island made viewers deeply envious.

Further in, reaching the villa area where staff rested, specialized personnel were responsible for reception. Everyone was assigned different lounges, dining areas, and entertainment rooms equipped with everything needed to pass the time.

Bullet screen comments floated across screens.

What lavish spending… just hosting these media must cost a fortune…

If this is the treatment here, I want to see the couple!! Show me Chen Shu and Yan Jingchuan!!

Before the live broadcast, staff were also exchanging information about the inner circle.

Unfortunately, the wedding hadn’t started yet, and even the guests hadn’t arrived, so everyone could only wait in place or film the surrounding scenery.

Not long after, a helicopter roared overhead and landed at the airport.

Wen Jiao, clutching her collar against the wind, descended from the cabin and jogged all the way to the hall.

Before even entering, she shouted: The wedding rings are here!

Yan Xinli quickly stepped forward to meet her: There’s still time, no need to worry.

Wen Jiao breathed a sigh of relief: Is Jingchuan ready?

Yan Xinli then led her toward the preparation area.

…… Wen Jiao said, Jingchuan, you and Chen Shu shouldn’t see each other the day before the wedding. It’s for good luck.

Yan Jingchuan said, Mm.

Yan Xinli checked his watch: It’s about time. Should we set off now?

Yan Jingchuan’s back stiffened slightly.

He brushed past the cufflink on his left wrist, his fingers tightening imperceptibly.

Wen Jiao handed him the cane: Jingchuan.

No. Yan Jingchuan said, Today, I won’t need it.

Wen Jiao was taken aback, then smiled: Alright.

—

At the wedding venue, guests had already taken their seats.

Unlike the luxurious villa complex, the scene was decorated with utmost simplicity.

Beneath the red carpet lay soft fine sand.

The chairs on both sides had sunk slightly into the sand.

Emergreen vines covered the space above the seats, with dappled sunlight filtering through the gaps of broad leaves onto the ground, swaying with the salty, moist breeze.

The band was also ready.

The melodious, gentle tune rose and fell with the sound of ocean waves.

Only one media outlet was present, tasked with recording the wedding video and taking photographs, while being required to remain quiet.

Only the bullet screen comments in the live stream never ceased.

Amidst the eager anticipation, Chen Shu’s figure finally appeared.

He wore a perfectly tailored black suit, his white shirt dazzling under the sunlight, with only a pink rose on his left chest serving as the sole vibrant accent in the monochromatic palette.

As he approached, even without directly facing the camera, his face—usually stern in live broadcasts—appeared surprisingly gentle today.

Chen Shu had already spotted Yan Jingchuan.

Yan Jingchuan wore an identical suit, with an identical rose on his left chest.

Upon seeing Chen Shu, the sapphire blue gleam at his cuff flashed briefly.

Chen Shu looked up, meeting his deep, ink-black eyes, a soft smile gracing his lips.

Behind them, flower children freely scattered petals.

From among the vines, fluttering flower petals also drifted down, trailing all the way to the officiant’s stand where Yan Jinqing stood leaning on his cane.

The two walked to the front along two separate red carpets.

As Yan Jinqing slowly recited the wedding vows, Yan Jingchuan gazed at Chen Shu, his eyes never wavering.

Suddenly.

He reached out and grasped Chen Shu’s forearm, then slid down slightly to clasp Chen Shu’s hand.

Yan Jinqing’s eyelids twitched faintly, pretending not to notice.

When the vows concluded, Yan Jingchuan removed the ring from Chen Shu’s middle finger, took the wedding ring handed by the flower child, and slid it onto his ring finger.

After putting on this wedding ring, Yan Jingchuan tightened his grip on Chen Shu’s hand, his thin lips pressed into a straight line.

Yan Jinqing coughed lightly.

Yan Jingchuan looked at Chen Shu.

Chen Shu reassuringly returned his grasp, also removed the engagement ring from Yan Jingchuan’s middle finger, and placed the wedding ring handed by the flower child onto his ring finger.

Yan Jinqing watched them, a barely contained smile spreading across his face.

Now, I pronounce that from this day forward, you are each other’s one and only lifelong partner.

Yan Jingchuan’s eyes flickered slightly.

Perhaps infected by the fervent atmosphere around them, Chen Shu seemed to hear his own pulse quickening in his veins.

Immediately, waves of applause erupted from below.

Yan Jingchuan never let go of Chen Shu’s hand: Chen Shu.

Chen Shu looked at him with a smile: I’m here.

Yan Jingchuan rubbed the slightly cool-turned-warm ring in his palm, a gentle smile lifting the corners of his lips.

He said softly, I love you.

Chen Shu’s smile deepened as he raised his hand to rest against Yan Jingchuan’s neck—

Amidst thunderous applause.

Amidst the text-based screams of viewers watching the live stream.

Chen Shu leaned in slightly, kissing Yan Jingchuan’s tension-tinted thin lips, then drew him into an embrace, whispering softly in his ear:

I love you too. Yan Jingchuan.

Author’s note: 💍—End of main story—

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The corridor was silent, with only their footsteps echoing. Nearing the door, they finally heard Yan Jinqing’s voice.

Entering the room, Wen Jiao saw Yan Jingchuan standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, his expression unreadable, appearing as calm as usual.

Yan Jinqing suddenly spoke up: Chen Shu isn’t in that direction.

Yan Jingchuan then withdrew his gaze, walked to the table, and put on the cufflinks that had been prepared long ago.

Next, there will be a side story about two people participating in a variety show.