Cen Yu walked along the stairs to the second floor. The staff of the program team said that originally the cameras in the room would be turned on for a while tonight, but considering what happened tonight, they could only talk about it tomorrow.
But I still hope that I can help turn on the camera after waking up, so that I can take a picture of the scene when I wake up.
Cen Yu didn't find it troublesome. After he entered the room, he heard slight voices.
He looked over following the sound and saw Yu Jinheng making a phone call on the terrace.
The two of them shared a terrace. Yu Jinheng was leaning on the edge of the terrace, seeming to be talking to the other party on the phone. When he got excited, he couldn't help but cough a few times. He suppressed it for a while, then sighed and hung up. The call was disconnected.
The terrace door was closed at this time, so Cen Yu naturally couldn't hear Yu Jinheng's words clearly.
Of course, even if he could hear it clearly, he would still be interested.
After making the call, Yu Jinheng seemed to notice Cen Yu coming back. After hanging up the phone, he left the terrace - the door between the two was not closed, and Cen Yu could clearly see Yu Jinheng leaving the terrace.
The other party seemed to have washed up, and was wearing silk pajamas underneath, and the light-colored clothes he was accustomed to wearing outside.
An oatmeal-colored sweater was put on him, paired with ink-colored pajamas, making it even more obvious that his whole person seemed to be composed of only two colors.
Light oatmeal color, and as black as ink.
Yu Jinheng was a contradictory person from beginning to end. He stood by the door that separated the two spaces and said to Cen Yu, "If you want to take a shower, the bathroom is empty now."
It's not empty. Aren't you here?
Cen Yu muttered in his heart, feeling that Yu Jinheng was just talking nonsense, but he still looked for a change of clothes in his suitcase.
He didn't bring a nightgown either. Considering the need for shooting, he only brought a T-shirt and board shorts as pajamas.
He balled up his clothes, held them in his hands and started to walk to the bathroom.
Yu Jinheng seemed to pay no attention to him at all. He had already returned to the reading chair in the room and turned on the light next to him.
He picked up a book he had read before, opened it, and then watched Cen Yu enter the bathroom.
Then he looked away.
…
Cen Yu didn't expect that the bath products in this villa were exactly the same as those at his own home.
The whole bathroom is also very spacious... He looked down at the bandaged wound on his knee and raised an eyebrow. To be honest, he felt that everyone was making a fuss out of a molehill.
But I also knew that since it was bandaged, it would naturally be possible to avoid getting wet.
So he opened the bathroom door and knocked on the wall a few times, attracting the attention of Yu Jinheng who was reading there.
It wasn't until the other person looked over that he said, "Can you find me some plastic wrap?"
"Cling wrap?" Yu Jinheng didn't seem to understand what he meant, "What do you need cling wrap for?"
Cen Yu pointed to his leg, "It's been bandaged now, so it can't get wet." He gestured to wrap it up, "I'll just tie it up with plastic wrap."
Yu Jinheng's eyes came to his knees.
At this time, Cen Yu's shirt had been taken off, and he was only wearing the swimming trunks he was wearing today. The plaster on his body had not yet been removed. Combined with the bandaged wound on his knee, he looked a bit miserable.
Yu Jinheng continued to look down at the book in his hand, "No need."
"The doctor is still here, he will be replaced later."
He spoke in an understatement, as if Cen Yu's question really didn't matter.
Cen Yu held the bathroom door, "The doctor didn't go back?" he asked tentatively.
"He has a room here." Yu Jinheng didn't look up. "Whatever you want to ask, you might as well say it directly."
Cen Yu clicked his tongue. Unexpectedly, Yu Jinheng was so perceptive. He went straight to the point, "So this is your villa?"
He looked at Yu Jinheng, "Is the father of the sponsor mentioned by the program crew yours?"
"Yes." Yu Jinheng did not deny it.
Cen Yu thought about it for a moment, looked at the door that separated the two rooms, and finally understood Yu Jinheng's painstaking efforts——
Just to prevent him from living with other people, this luxurious villa was specially arranged.
If it were the "small and cozy" home in the original novel, he would probably sleep in the same room regardless of how the lot was drawn.
Now that the answer has been revealed, Cen Yu has no intention of continuing to ask——
Anyway, Yu Jinheng was willing to provide him with a large villa where he could live more comfortably. Thinking of this, he closed the door and prepared to take a shower.
…
And just when Cen Yu was thinking about whether he should tear off the plaster, he found that the big fat cat suddenly reminded him.
【Host! 】
[Someone is hacking you online! 】
"Where? Where?" Cen Yu immediately became excited.
The system immediately sent several posts to Cen Yu's phone, and Cen Yu opened the posts from those groups.
I found that everything was normal until one reply started to change——
[Am I overthinking it? Not only is this Cen Yu a company employee, but he is wearing clothes from famous brands. 】
[…I’ve obeyed my father, so I won’t allow others to have some spare money? ! Besides, you can’t wear something nice on the show? ! 】
【stop fighting! I said Sang Qianshan bought it for his wife! 】
[Laughing, Cen Yu may have a rich family, so he definitely doesn’t know what his university is like, right? 】
The trumpet account that was just registered has always been in rhythm.
[If he wasn’t short of money, how could he be a model for Sang Qianshan? 】
[Besides, when Cen Yu was in school, he was still working part-time while making milk tea...]
After he finished speaking, he even posted a photo.
I saw Cen Yu in the photo taking orders for customers with an expressionless face.
The comments below were in chaos again, everyone started calling me "wife" again, and some people asked if anyone could write an article! Big star and milk tea!
The trumpet didn't seem to expect that this rhythm could not be carried at all, and finally made a ruthless move——
[Let’s just say it! The reason why Cen Yu can wear famous brands and seems to be living so well now is because he has a rich boyfriend! 】
[I find it ridiculous to see you guys knocking him and Sang Qianshan...don't you know he has a boyfriend? ! 】
As soon as these words came out, the whole group immediately became chaotic.
Someone even took screenshots of all this person's speeches and opened a separate post, followed by a marketing account to follow up.
Cen Yu leaned on the sink and savored the posts that were blackmailing him with the big fat cat. He even registered a small account himself to join the battle——
【Let me tell you! Cen Yu is a phoenix man with corrupt morals! I advise you not to speak for him! 】
