After eating and drinking their fill, it was already past three in the morning.

Both of them hadn't rested for nearly twenty hours. Ye Lan couldn't stop yawning. He drowsily found a set of pajamas he had never worn for Jiang Chi, whose eyes were as red as a rabbit's. Just as he was about to send Jiang Chi off to bed, the half-drunk Ye Lan suddenly remembered something.

In this house of his, there was only one bed.

Ye Lan wasn't just coaxing Jiang Chi when he said he "doesn't entertain outsiders" here.

Ye Lan had more than one private residence in North City, but this was the one he lived in the most. When he wasn't filming, he spent ninety percent of his time here. Therefore, when it was originally decorated and designed, it was completely tailored to his lifestyle—the secondary bedroom on the first floor was converted into a shoe room for his leather shoes and bags, and the study, secondary bedroom, and other rooms on the second floor were all knocked through to create a huge walk-in closet. The attic on the third floor was the most thoroughly renovated; the attic and terrace were connected, with a glass dome replacing the roof. A pool of a decent size was built on the terrace, and next to it was some of his commonly used equipment, serving as a semi-gym for Ye Lan.

The design and layout of the entire house had not a shred of warmth. Like its owner, it was glamorous and aloof, carrying an unapproachable aura that kept strangers a thousand miles away.

Jiang Chi was so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open. He didn't know why Ye Lan had frozen. He forced himself to perk up and asked, "Did you forget something?"

Ye Lan thought to himself, 'Yes, I forgot I don't have a spare bed.'

Ye Lan turned to look at Jiang Chi and said impassively, "It's nothing, follow me."

Jiang Chi followed Ye Lan through that huge walk-in closet and into the bedroom. After entering, he finally sensed that something wasn't quite right.

Jiang Chi looked at Ye Lan's simply decorated bedroom and gave a dry laugh. "Why did you... bring me to the master bedroom?"

Ye Lan was having a headache about where to sleep tonight. Hearing this, he laughed and retorted, "What do you think?"

Jiang Chi: "..."

Jiang Chi's heart began to beat actively, and a layer of fine sweat broke out on his back.

Blatantly staged an encounter, insisted on him staying the night without taking no for an answer, and then led him to the master bedroom after a full meal... If the other person hadn't been Ye Lan, Jiang Chi would already be certain of what was about to happen next.

Having had a drink, Ye Lan's expression was more casual and languid than usual. His whole body exuded a captivating aura. With a smile in his eyes, he looked teasingly at Jiang Chi.

Jiang Chi took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and spent a few seconds recalling the layout of Ye Lan's home. He guessed uncertainly, "Your house... only has one bedroom?"

Ye Lan smiled. "How are you so smart?"

Jiang Chi gave a wry smile and accidentally spoke the truth, "Otherwise, it couldn't possibly be that you're going to use the casting couch on me, right?"

The speaker was careless, but Ye Lan, who had just been smugly assured by Ye Huaquan a few hours ago that "once he's signed, you can do whatever you want with him," was the first to feel uncomfortable. Ye Lan coughed, turned to open the storage cabinet, and pulled out a new quilt to toss to Jiang Chi. He rolled up the quilt on the bed and hugged it, saying lazily, "You guessed right. I only have this one bed. You sleep here. I'll go downstairs and make do for the night."

"No, no, no." How could Jiang Chi bear it? "You drank today. If you curl up on the sofa all night, you'll wake up with sore muscles tomorrow. I've been sleepy for a while now, I can fall asleep anywhere..."

"Shh..." Ye Lan smiled. "It's your first time here, and I'm the one who insisted you stay. It would be too inappropriate to make you sleep on the sofa. Let's not waste any more time..."

Ye Huaquan's words kept replaying in Ye Lan's mind. Ye Lan couldn't resist taking a verbal advantage, "Next time, then. Wash up a little cleaner, and I'll use the casting couch on you."

Jiang Chi was anxious, whispering in his heart, 'I washed myself very cleanly just now...'

"I'm really sleepy, don't nag me."

Ye Lan didn't listen to anything else Jiang Chi said. He looked at Jiang Chi's red ears and suddenly remembered something. Hugging the quilt with one arm, he raised his other hand and pinched Jiang Chi's ear hard.

Jiang Chi flinched in pain, shrinking his neck. He looked at Ye Lan in bewildered confusion, not knowing what he had done wrong.

Ye Lan ignored Jiang Chi's blank expression, smiling as he reached out to turn off the bedroom light, leaving only a small night light by the bed for him. Then he went downstairs himself.

The night passed without a word.

The next day, when the sun was high in the sky, the two were still sound asleep.

The sofa in the living room was not small, more than enough to accommodate Ye Lan. He wasn't sleeping uncomfortably, but he was used to a large bed, so his limbs felt a bit out of place. After dawn, he turned over twice, and his arm dangled down, resting on the carpet.

At nine o'clock, the robotic vacuum in the house started its scheduled cleaning time, dutifully beginning to sweep everywhere. As it passed by the sofa, the dizzyingly busy robot outrageously bumped into Ye Lan's wrist, twice.

Full of morning crankiness, Ye Lan slowly opened his eyes.

No one could talk back to Film Emperor Ye.

Not even a robotic vacuum.

Jiang Chi was woken up by the sound of Ye Lan's cursing and grumbling. He groggily opened his eyes.

It took him a while to realize where he was. This was Ye Lan's home.

He had slept in Ye Lan's bed last night.

Jiang Chi's cheeks flushed red. 'Could I... could I steal a pillow as a souvenir?'

Jiang Chi really did turn his head to look at the pillow he had used last night, considering that maybe taking the pillowcase would also work.

Jiang Chi's phone buzzed. He rubbed his reddened face, silently cursing himself for his moral corruption, and picked up his phone to look—it was one of his junior brothers from school.

Jiang Chi answered the call. After exchanging New Year's greetings, the other person said cheerfully, "Senior Brother, I heard that in another six months, your contract with Century Entertainment will be up?"

Jiang Chi smiled. "Yes, what's up?"

"Nothing much. Yesterday, while drinking with a friend, I heard him say that his company started analyzing the market a month ago, considering whether to sign you. They even set up a special team for it, it's pretty formal."

Jiang Chi remembered Yu Xinze's studio approaching him before and thought it was them again. He said tactfully, "There's still half a year left, no rush on this... Let's talk about it later."

"No, no, no, why isn't it urgent?" Jiang Chi's junior brother was on a mission. He probed, "What about Starlight, are you interested?"

Jiang Chi was dumbfounded. "Starlight Media?!"

The first person Jiang Chi thought of was Ye Lan downstairs.

Many people in the industry knew that the big boss of Starlight was Ye Lan's uncle.

Jiang Chi's pleasantly surprised tone put his junior brother at ease. The junior brother breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "I knew you'd be interested! That's great, that's great..." Jiang Chi's junior brother had once been helped by him and had always been grateful. He had been on edge after being asked to inquire about this matter, afraid that his senior brother had truly become arrogant and conceited over the past two years, offending many people.

"Then just wait, Senior Brother. They're very sincere. Someone from their side will probably contact you soon, and you can discuss the details then." Jiang Chi's junior brother was in a hurry to report back and quickly hung up the phone.

In the living room on the first floor, Ye Lan, having just vented his morning temper, answered a call. The displeasure in his eyes gradually faded, replaced by a hint of a smile.

"What did I tell you?" Ye Lan said, feeling vindicated, and scoffed at Ye Huaquan. "He had no idea before, right? I told you he's not that kind of person. Hey, did you know? In the early morning, I waited for him outside the building where he was recording his show. I made one phone call, and he immediately canceled his other plans, got in my car, and came home with me."

Ye Huaquan said calmly, "You're lucky he answered the phone. Otherwise, if their group had walked past your car all happily, wouldn't you have torn down the radio station's building?"

Ye Lan was happy. It was the New Year, so he wouldn't bicker with an elder over this. Besides, he still had a favor to ask of Ye Huaquan.

Ye Lan chuckled. "This matter is pretty much in the bag, isn't it? The previous issue has also been cleared up. When he gets to your side in the future, don't you dare actually shelve him."

Having sobered up, Ye Huaquan had long forgotten what he said yesterday. He laughed loudly, "When did I ever say I was going to shelve him? My young master, would I dare shelve someone you asked me to sign? Don't worry, Starlight has no shortage of resources."

Ye Lan was relieved. Ye Huaquan thought for a moment and asked, "Right! Why didn't you have someone tell him that his agent has already been contacted?"

"I'll tell him eventually, but... it's the New Year, why bring up such an upsetting matter." The smile on Ye Lan's face faded slightly. "It's enough that I've figured it out. Besides... even if I don't say anything, Geng Tian will probably be able to guess soon."

Ye Lan chuckled lightly. "Scare that son of a bitch to death."