Vase cannon fodder is pampered by the group again

Chapter 81.1

Editor: Princess

That afternoon, Shen Ci didn’t see Dr. Mo again. He seemed to have gone straight to the airport.

Shen Bie only had time to leave behind the several large boxes of snacks he’d brought before hurriedly preparing to leave, wanting to chase after Dr. Mo and get some answers.

“Alright, be careful on the road, big brother…”

He hadn’t even gotten a chance to ask about the hotpot restaurant, but seeing his big brother was in such a rush, Shen Ci could only temporarily let it go.

The car Shen Bie had called was already waiting at the hotel entrance. As he was about to get in to go to the airport, Shen Ci suddenly noticed something was wrong.

“Hey, wait!” Shen Ci quickly grabbed the corner of Shen Bie’s clothes, carefully pointing at the tall men in black suits surrounding them: “These big brothers… aren’t they going with you?”

Shen Bie laughed: “They’re Uncle Lu’s people, they don’t listen to me.”

“Oh…” Shen Ci was speechless, thinking he’d have to find a certain godfather later.

Shen Bie touched his little brother’s soft hair, brushing aside the scattered strands, and kissed his clean forehead: “I dragged Dr. Mo here from the country against his will, and he seems unhappy. Big brother needs to go comfort him. You take care of yourself, eat well, act well, and listen to Brother Zhang, remember?”

Comfort Dr. Mo…

Shen Ci’s doe eyes immediately sparkled: “Hehe, I know! Big brother, hurry up and go!”

“…” Shen Bie felt something was strange about his little brother’s expression, but couldn’t pinpoint what exactly was odd, so he could only assume it was from acting too much. Finally hugging Shen Ci, he got in the car and sped away.

Shen Ci’s pupils trembled with shock.

Lu An also came out to see them off. Shen Ci excitedly grabbed his arm: “Xiao An, don’t you think Dr. Mo likes my big brother? My big brother said he used to like Wen Ran a little, so he’s jealous now?”

“My big brother is so heartless and clueless, he’ll finally have his day of reckoning! Will he kneel in front of Dr. Mo crying, ‘Darling, let me explain!’ And then Dr. Mo will say, ‘I won’t listen, I won’t listen, you don’t love me at all…’”

Shen Ci excitedly rubbed his hands together, starting to fantasize about the scene when Shen Bie would catch up to Dr. Mo at the airport.

Lu An said calmly: “Watch fewer TV dramas.”

Shen Ci rolled his eyes: “Tch—”

Lu An’s calm gaze swept around them: “You’d better… handle this first?”

Hearing this, Shen Ci looked around and saw the black-suited men Shen Bie had brought standing around them, forming what seemed like a loose protective circle, silent but extremely intimidating, with no intention of leaving.

Shen Ci: “…” He felt like the whole atmosphere was getting more inappropriate.

The scene was too much like a TV drama. Countless passersby were shocked and secretly taking photos with their phones.

Shen Ci immediately felt embarrassed, sensing he was about to trend on IG again.

He’d already thought of the hashtag: #MafiaPrince’sDailyShowoff#.

The tough guys looked intimidating with their height and build. Even though they were Lu Xiao’s people, Shen Ci still felt nervous inside. It would be safer to call Lu Xiao directly.

The phone rang a few times and was answered within seconds.

“Little uncle… when can these people my big brother brought leave?” Shen Ci immediately said with a bitter face.

It was very quiet on Lu Xiao’s end, his voice gentle and clear: “I’m too busy with work lately to keep you company. Baby, be good, let them stay with you for a while, otherwise I won’t feel at ease.”

Lu Xiao was probably worried about people like Wen Ran causing trouble again, but such a large bodyguard team… was really too conspicuous.

Shen Ci: “Could you make them more discreet? They’re too scary.”

Lu Xiao narrowed his eyes: “More discreet?”

“Mm…” Shen Ci tilted his chin up slightly, thinking: “Like the emperor’s shadow guards? Usually hiding in the shadows, only appearing when the emperor is assassinated.”

Lu Xiao couldn’t help but smile wryly, helplessly saying in a low voice: “Watch fewer TV dramas.”

Shen Ci: “…”

He suddenly wondered if Lu An was Lu Xiao’s illegitimate son. How could they talk exactly the same way!

Lu Xiao: “If you want anything, just talk to the one with the scar on his face. His name is Bai Yan.”

Shen Ci looked up and observed for a long time, struggling to find that person among the group of copy-paste men in black.

The man’s skin was deeply tanned, his strong muscles almost bursting out of his suit, his gaze particularly sharp, with a large scar running from the corner of his eye to his lips, extremely frightening.

He almost instantly sensed Shen Ci’s gaze, respectfully bowing slightly toward Shen Ci. Shen Ci’s eyebrows jumped fiercely, and he forced himself to remain calm while returning a smile.

Shen Ci turned around to complain: “Little uncle, he’s way too scary…”

Such a big, combat-ready muscle man, he didn’t dare make any requests. He might wet his pants from fear before even speaking…

But Lu Xiao’s attitude was exceptionally firm. No matter how much Shen Ci coaxed and pleaded, even started acting cute, he gently refused Shen Ci’s requests, insisting on keeping this group of tough guys around him.

“Don’t worry, I’ll tell Bai Yan about your requirements.”

Shen Ci pouted and could only say reluctantly: “Fine then, Little uncle, you’re still at work, right? I’ll hang up first…”

Lu Xiao: “Not chatting anymore? I happen to be free. How did today’s filming go?”

Shen Ci: “I don’t know, I always act in a daze. I have to wait for my dad’s feedback…”

He started babbling and chatting about nothing, while Lu Xiao listened patiently, occasionally giving simple responses.

Assistant Min stood beside Lu Xiao, his eye twitching, really wanting to stop Lu Xiao’s workplace romance behavior.

At this time, President Lu should have been going to inspect Yunxiao Technology, but instead he was leisurely staying in his office, saying he was “free” while rapidly reading materials and signing documents.

Too clingy to his lover… Assistant Min made a note in his little notebook, deciding to post it anonymously in the company group later to have the whole company condemn the President’s lovesick behavior.

Although Shen Ci was reluctant to end the call, seeing that Lu Xiao was still at work, he felt bad about disturbing him further and quickly hung up.

Putting away his phone, he noticed quite a few passersby had gathered at the hotel entrance, excitedly watching the men in black, and there was even someone livestreaming with a camera.

Shen Ci immediately felt embarrassed enough to dig his toes into the ground. Pulling Lu An with his left hand and Brother Zhang with his right, he mustered his courage and walked up to Bai Yan with a stiff upper lip.

“Um, Brother Bai…” Shen Ci swallowed: “Could we… keep a lower profile? Like, have the brothers disperse and go get some barbecue or hit the bathhouse?”

Bai Yan’s attitude was respectful: “Yes, Young Master Shen, Mr. Lu has already made arrangements. Within the time frame Mr. Lu arranged, I will personally protect you.”

This strange chuuni dialogue… Shen Ci really couldn’t respond, forced out a smile to thank him, and ran away pulling the two people in his hands.

Lu Xiao had said they would stay by Shen Ci’s side “for a while” to protect his safety.

Who knew his idea of “a while” would actually last until the wrap-up scene…

Today they were filming the movie’s final scene, an outdoor scene by the sea with only Shen Ci as the actor.

When the morning light was just right, they’d film one scene; when the evening light was dim, they’d film another.

Both scenes were very simple, with no dialogue. They just needed to film Shen Ci walking by the sea.

The only thing that needed attention was the expression, as this scene required filming many close-up shots for backup.

In the script, after the climactic suicide attempt scene, Ah Sheng once again tried hard to force his way into Wen Yu’s world.

But he was repeatedly frustrated and could only dejectedly accept defeat, choosing to find a professional psychologist to treat Wen Yu.

Wen Yu obediently accepted treatment, taking injections and medicine, and his condition gradually stabilized. Everything was getting better.

The scenes they’d been repeatedly filming these past few days showed Ah Sheng holding Wen Yu’s hand as they blew bubbles on the grass in the park, with Wen Yu laughing brightly and cheerfully.

Countless brilliant transparent bubbles floated about, and the faint rainbows refracted by the water mist reflected in the young man’s eyes, flowing with light and color.

Through the gentle existence and brilliant extinguishing of countless bubbles, Wen Yu and Ah Sheng smiled at each other, their radiant smiles rendered dazzling by sunlight and rainbows.

Like a perfect happy ending.

And on the next page of the script, Wen Yu came alone to the nearby beach, humming a song, wanting to see the ocean.

“Are all departments ready?” Min Shoubei took off his sunglasses and sat at the monitor.

The coordinator made an “OK” gesture, and Min Shoubei picked up the megaphone: “Shen Ci, are you in the right state?”

Standing not far away, Shen Ci was barefoot, stepping on the shallow beach, seawater regularly washing up to cover his feet.

He wore the simplest white T-shirt and casual long pants, the cuffs rolled up haphazardly several times. Hearing the question, he looked up and nodded to Min Shoubei.

“OK, all departments prepare, action!”

The slate clapped down.