Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 160 : The Internal Strife Within CNC Studio

Chapter 160: Chapter 160 : The Internal Strife Within CNC Studio

Shen Jingwei arched a brow at Yan Renzhong.

"Which idol?"

"... The one who hugged you on Douyin yesterday?"

Shen Jingwei burst out with laughter.

"Wu Jin? I didn’t even know him until he introduced himself several days ago!"

Yan Renzhong rolled with his eyes. He should have known that Wu Jin was all talk and no substance.

Shen Jingwei couldn’t help but notice the smell of vinegar emanating from his boyfriend.

"Are you jealous?" He teased.

Yan Renzhong gave him an impassive look.

"Do I have a reason to be?" He asked in reply.

Shen Jingwei shook his head with a grin.

"Do you think that I am so easily impressed by a man?"

Yan Renzhong shrugged.

"I don’t want to think that, but I was close to losing you to Feng Jietang, wasn’t I?"

"Not really," Shen Jingwei said with a sigh. "I was determined to live out the rest of my life as an ascetic person."

"What a shame."

Yan Renzhong pushed himself off the mattress and straddled Shen Jingwei’s stomach.

With practical ease, he undid the omega robe layer after layer.

"Yan Renzhong! Not during the shooting period!" Shen Jingwei hissed in reminder.

"I know."

Yan Renzhong pulled Shen Jingwei’s lapels open and unveiled the delicious cherry buds on the latter’s chest.

"You don’t have the body of an ascetic," he said with a click of his tongue. The same tongue went to lick at the shy nipples, making Shen Jingwei teeter between heaven and hell.

"Yan Renzhong, ah... Stop... No..."

Shen Jingwei arched his back from the sheer pleasure, but he was also reluctant to give himself to Yan Renzhong’s seduction.

Just when he thought he couldn’t take it anymore, Yan Renzhong stopped assaulting him.

"So adorable," Yan Renzhong remarked as he admired Shen Jingwei’s half-naked form, the latter’s face flushed from embarrassment. As soon as Shen Jingwei escaped Yan Renzhong’s honey trap, he scooped up what layer of clothes he could grab and cover himself.

"What exactly did you want to tell me about Wu Jin?" He hastily steered the conversation back to its original direction, out of fear that Yan Renzhong attempted to take off his pants as well.

The question successfully evaporated Yan Renzhong’s amorous mood.

"Right."

He sat up straight and straightened his collar.

"I would like to tell you about the internal politics within CNC Studio.

The CEO and owner of CNC Studio, Shang Xiaoyi, has two sons from two different wives -- Shang Ruohan, the elder, and Shang Ruohai the younger.

Shang Xiaoyi has been sick for several years now, and he is no longer able to handle the workload of the CEO. So far, the job has been split between his two sons, who are vying for dominance.

Around four years ago, Shang Xiaoyi began to carefully select an heir to CNC Studio.

At that time, Shang Ruohan had been in the business for a decade or so but Shang Ruohai had just retreated from the screen and entered the business.

He wanted his sons to demonstrate their ability to nurture a talent from its inception to maturity, ensuring the future prosperity of CNC Studio.

They called these talents, ’champions’."

Yan Renzhong pointed at himself.

"I am Shang Ruohai’s champion, and Wu Jin is Shang Ruohan’s."

Shen Jingwei gaped.

"Oh."

"Over the years, the champions have been subjected to many obstacles normal talents usually do not encounter.

But thanks to our status, we have also advanced in our careers at a faster pace.

Taking into consideration that I mainly thrive in acting and Wu Jin in music, our paths are not supposed to intersect. But of course our sponsors have to use us to attack each other.

I released several singles in the past years, each release timed perfectly by Shang Ruohai to obstruct Wu Jin’s success.

In return, Shang Ruohan kept putting stumbling stones for me to trip over when I was doing my dramas and movies.

And now, he goes one step further; he made Wu Jin take up a role in ’Dance Of The Dragons’."

Shen Jingwei slowly nodded to himself.

"In other words, if Feng Jietang is your external rival, Wu Jin is your internal rival."

"Correct. I need you to be on guard whenever he is around. I don’t know what Shang Ruohan plans to do. ’Dance Of The Dragons’ is supposed to be the deciding project before the heir of CNC Studio is announced.

Shang Ruohai is giving his all to ensure its success, and Shang Ruohan will definitely do everything in his might to ruin it."

Shen Jingwei pulled his face into a grimace.

"How ironic that Wu Jin plays the role of the First Demon King."

Yan Renzhong chuckled.

"I guess you can say that."

"Alright, I got it. I will be careful around him. And, oh... Shouldn’t we warn the others...?"

Yan Renzhong shook his head.

"Shang Ruohan might be bloodthirsty, but he isn’t dumb. He wouldn’t attack anyone from Yunhuan Entertainment because it will only damage the relationship between companies.

As for the ones who work at CNC Studio, they knew about the internal strife the first day they entered the company."

"Oh..."

The Shangs didn’t bother to keep their internal rivalry a secret at all.

"Umm, excuse me, Mr. Yan, is Little Shen doing alright...?" Zhu Dongyi’s concerned voice was heard outside the tent, startling the two men inside.

Yan Renzhong was the very picture of composure, but Shen Jingwei’s half-naked state almost suggested that he had been engaging in some debauched activity inside the tent.

"You rascal, this is all your fault!" Shen Jingwei hissed at Yan Renzhong.

Outside, the clueless Zhu Dongyi spoke again.

"May I please come in?"

Yan Renzhong gestured for Shen Jingwei to move closer.

"Let me help you with the robe... Just a moment!" He shouted back at Zhu Dongyi.

Suddenly, the tent flap was flung open by none other than Wu Jin. It revealed Yan Renzhong, who was in the middle of dressing or undressing Shen Jingwei.

Both men froze in place as they were caught in the act by several witnesses.

Zhu Dongyi gaped at them in disbelief.

Wen Guilin looked like she was about to suffer from heart attack.

Wu Jin grinned at them mischievously.

"Just what is happening here?" Zhu Dongyi asked in a hollow voice.

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Author’s note :

Yan : I am making love to my wife. Are you here to watch?

Shen : *slaps Yan several times* Are you insane? Go away, all of you!!! (⁠ノ⁠ಠ⁠益⁠ಠ⁠)⁠ノ⁠彡⁠┻⁠━⁠┻