48: Chapter 48 You Smell Her Perfume

Li Cheng lowered his voice and leaned in: "Su Yuyan is one of the shareholders of Times Media. She didn't come to see you tonight just to talk about Arrangement. Brother, that woman is a man-eater. You just won the championship and are in the limelight; don't ruin yourself over a woman."

Jiang Fan picked up the suit jacket draped over the back of the chair.

"Go back and get some rest."

Li Cheng watched Jiang Fan's back as he walked away, opened his mouth, and finally just managed to squeeze out: "Stay safe."

Penguin Hotel in Pengcheng, 18th floor.

Jiang Fan stepped on the thick carpet and stopped in front of Executive Suite 1801.

He raised his hand and knocked. Two knocks.

The door opened quickly.

Su Yuyan was wearing a wine-red silk bathrobe, the sash tied loosely.

She held half a glass of red wine in her hand, and the tear mole at the corner of her eye exuded a seductive charm under the dim lights of the hallway.

"Come in." She stepped aside.

The main lights in the room were off, with only a few ambient lights glowing by the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Jiang Fan walked in and sat down on the sofa.

Su Yuyan walked to the wine cabinet, poured a glass of red wine, and handed it to Jiang Fan.

"Times Media wants the copyright to 'nocturne'." Su Yuyan sat down opposite him, crossing her legs. The hem of her bathrobe slipped, revealing a large expanse of fair skin. "It's not just 'nocturne'; we want you, too."

Jiang Fan didn't take the glass and leaned back against the sofa.

"Teacher Su, did you call me here in the middle of the night just to be a lobbyist?"

"I'm doing this for your own good." Su Yuyan swirled her glass, the red liquid tracing an arc along the glass wall.

"You've offended Shenghai Entertainment. As for Tianyu Entertainment, although Xu Qingya is protecting you, she doesn't represent the entire upper management of Tianyu Entertainment. Only Times Media can give you absolute resource allocation."

She stood up, walked around the coffee table, went to Jiang Fan's side, and leaned over.

The view down her neckline was unobstructed.

The intense scent of rose perfume drilled straight into Jiang Fan's nose.

"Big sister can guarantee that as long as you sign with us, you'll win the grand slam at next year's Golden Melody Awards."

Su Yuyan's fingers rested on Jiang Fan's shoulder, slowly sliding down the edge of his suit jacket.

She was waiting for Jiang Fan's reaction.

A twenty-year-old young man couldn't possibly remain indifferent when faced with this level of temptation.

She knew exactly where a man's weakness lay.

Jiang Fan raised his hand and gripped Su Yuyan's wrist.

A smile of success curled at the corners of Su Yuyan's mouth.

But the next second, her smile froze.

Jiang Fan's grip was extremely strong; he gave a sharp tug.

Su Yuyan let out a cry of surprise, lost her balance, and fell directly onto Jiang Fan's lap.

A few drops of red wine spilled onto Jiang Fan's black shirt, blooming into dark stains.

"Teacher Su." Jiang Fan stared into her eyes. "Does your Times Media always like to use this method to poach people?"

Su Yuyan took a deep breath, suppressing the panic in her heart.

She stretched out her arms and hooked them around Jiang Fan's neck.

"That depends on who we're poaching." Her voice became sweet and cloying, carrying a clear hint. "Jiang Fan, you're a smart man. Follow big sister, and you'll have whatever you want."

Jiang Fan looked at the string of golden characters above her head.

[Target: Su Yuyan]

[Compatibility: SS]

Jiang Fan shifted his thoughts slightly.

[System charm aura released.]

An extremely pure masculine aura instantly enveloped Su Yuyan.

Su Yuyan had originally been calculating in her mind how to handle Jiang Fan's contract, but the moment this aura drilled into her nasal cavity, her mind went "buzz" and completely blanked out.

She looked at Jiang Fan, who was within arm's reach.

That thin, cold face exuded a fatal attraction under the dim light.

Su Yuyan felt her mouth go dry, and a strange heat surged from deep within her body.

She had been in the entertainment industry for so many years; what kind of man hadn't she seen?

She had always thought of herself as the hunter in control of the whole situation.

But now, she found that even her breathing rhythm was chaotic.

Her prideful "big sister" aura had shattered into pieces.

"You..." Su Yuyan's voice trembled, and the muscles in her legs tightened involuntarily.

Jiang Fan's hand moved up along her waistline and stopped at the back of her neck.

"Didn't Teacher Su have many professional questions to ask?" Jiang Fan's voice was very low, carrying a hint of mockery. "You can ask them now."

Su Yuyan's body softened.

She gave up all resistance, tilted her head back, and kissed him proactively.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night view of Pengcheng was brilliantly lit.

Inside the suite, the wine glass fell onto the carpet with a dull thud.

Su Yuyan's wine-red bathrobe was tossed into the corner of the sofa.

She finally understood why Xu Qingya looked at this man differently.

This was by no means some inexperienced greenhorn.

This was a wolf that devoured people without spitting out the bones.

Three in the morning.

Jiang Fan leaned against the headboard and lit a cigarette.

The system panel popped up.

[Total Lifespan Value gained: 3000 points] (Deep Compatibility × 3)

[Current Lifespan Value: 13600 points]

[Remaining lifespan: 6 days 12 hours]

Jiang Fan exhaled a ring of smoke.

Su Yuyan lay beside him, fast asleep.

The enchanting diva was arrogant on stage, but in private, she was like a docile cat.

The system had repaired the physical exhaustion caused by her working around the clock all year round.

Her breathing was now steadier than it had ever been.

Ten in the morning the next day.

Su Yuyan opened her eyes.

Sunlight shone in through the gaps in the curtains.

She sat up abruptly; the quilt slid off her body, and the space beside her was empty.

Jiang Fan had already left.

Su Yuyan rubbed her temples, her whole body feeling an indescribable lightness.

She got out of bed, walked into the bathroom, and looked at herself in the mirror.

Her skin was radiant, the fine lines at the corners of her eyes had disappeared, and she looked as if she had become five years younger.

Su Yuyan was stunned.

She touched her face, memories of last night's madness flashing through her mind.

What kind of magic did that man have?

On the vanity, there was a hotel memo pad.

There were only four words on it, written in a vigorous and powerful hand: "Thanks for the hospitality."

Su Yuyan clutched the note, gritted her teeth, but her cheeks flushed uncontrollably.

She picked up her phone and dialed the number of the vice president of Times Media.

"Hello, Yuyan, how did the talk with Jiang Fan go?"

"It didn't work out." Su Yuyan looked at herself in the mirror. "He won't sign with Times Media."

"How is that possible? You went personally and still couldn't close the deal?"

"He isn't the kind of person you can buy with money and resources." Su Yuyan hung up the phone.

She folded the note and put it into her makeup bag.

Jiang Fan, we have a long road ahead of us.

Li Cheng's resignation procedures were handled very efficiently.

He walked out of the Tomorrows Star Pengcheng production center with his bag on his back, lit a cigarette at the entrance, and saw that Jiang Fan and Shen Nian were already waiting by the roadside.

"Alright, this is the first time in my life I've resigned on my own terms." Li Cheng took a deep drag and exhaled a stream of white mist. "Feels pretty good."

Jiang Fan pushed the luggage handle toward him. "The plane takes off in two hours."

Shen Nian stood on the side, holding a small cloth bag, not saying a word.

The three of them took a taxi to the airport and didn't talk much along the way.

The green belts on both sides of the highway receded rapidly outside the window.

Li Cheng turned to the side and lowered his voice to ask Jiang Fan: "What did Su Yuyan say last night?"

"She wanted me to sign with Times Media, but I didn't."

"That's it?"

Li Cheng stared at his profile for three seconds and swallowed the words he hadn't spoken.

When they arrived at the airport and finished checking in, the three of them found a row of chairs in the waiting area and sat down.

Li Cheng went to buy coffee, and Jiang Fan took out his phone to scroll through Weibo.

The #Jiang Fan nocturne# topic was already hanging at the top of the hot search.

Less than six hours after the edited version of the program aired, the discussion volume for "nocturne" had exceeded 300 million.

The most retweeted comment below only had one sentence: "Chinese pop is the coolest."

It was already past four in the afternoon when they landed in the Magic City.

Li Cheng hailed a car and left first, saying he was going to see that lawyer friend to ask about the situation regarding Shen Nian's lawsuit.

Shen Nian's temporary residence was a short-term rental apartment helped rented by Fanyin Studio.

The three of them parted ways at the entrance of the departure level.

Shen Nian pulled her luggage to leave, took two steps, stopped, and turned around.

"Jiang Fan."

"Hmm."

"Thank you." She said it very briefly, but her eyes were earnest.

Jiang Fan didn't say any flowery words, just lifted his chin, signaling her to go.

When night fell, a message from Xu Qingya arrived.

The leaves of the parasol trees cast fragmented shadows under the streetlights.

Jiang Fan stood at the entrance of the old Western-style house and rang the doorbell.

The door opened.

Xu Qingya was wearing white cotton and linen loungewear, her hair not tied up but draped casually.

Jiang Fan walked in.

Xu Qingya's nose twitched slightly.

She smelled an extremely faint rose perfume.

She was too familiar with this scent. It was Su Yuyan's custom-made perfume.

She closed the door, her eyes cold enough to freeze.

The two walked to the living room and sat down.

"Did Su Yuyan look for you last night?" Xu Qingya's tone was flat, revealing neither joy nor anger.

Jiang Fan leaned back on the sofa, closing his eyes to rest: "Yeah, discussed some music."

Xu Qingya slammed the water glass in her hand onto the table with a "snap".

"Discussed it all the way to Su Yuyan's bed?"

The temperature in the room plummeted.

Jiang Fan looked up at her: "Diva Xu, are you jealous?"

Xu Qingya sneered: "I'm jealous of a security guard? I'm just reminding you that Su Yuyan is a shareholder of Times Media, so don't get sold and end up helping them count the money."

Jiang Fan leaned in closer and lowered his voice.

"Don't worry, I can't be sold. I'm the type of person who only takes advantage and never suffers a loss."

Xu Qingya stared at his face, which was inches away.

That unique aura that made her addicted drilled into her nostrils again.

She gritted her teeth, grabbed Jiang Fan, and walked toward the bedroom.

"What are you doing?"

"Discussing music." Xu Qingya spat out the four words through gritted teeth.