Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 293 : The Kunlun Snow Lotus Award Ceremony (8)

Chapter 293: Chapter 293 : The Kunlun Snow Lotus Award Ceremony (8)

It was over.

A surge of elation swept through Shang Ruohai, extinguishing the smoldering anxieties in his mind like a torrential downpour dousing a wildfire.

He directed his gaze at the spot, where Shang Ruohan was seen last.

That elder half-brother of his already left his corner. He was probably in the middle of venting his frustration somewhere.

Shang Ruohai’s lips pulled into a smirk.

Finally.

He had won.

The CEO seat of CNC Studio was practically his, no doubt about that.

Shen Jingwei ended his speech with a polite bow to the audience.

"I pray to see you again in several months. Until then, see you."

The unexpected announcement was greeted by a tepid and uncertain response, a half-hearted applause that hung in the air.

Nevertheless, the rest of the award ceremony progressed smoothly without further disturbances.

After the last award was presented, the Kunlun Snow Lotus Award Ceremony concluded with lengthy photo sessions.

The nominees and winners of all categories were called to the stage for various group photos with the panel of judges and award committee members.

Shen Jingwei was pulled into one group photo after another before he was urged to take a picture alone with Yan Renzhong.

"For our two award winners, who are going into hiatus soon! Cheese~!" The photographer announced cheerfully, not at all noticing the dangerous light flashing across his eyes and the scary smile that briefly laced his lips.

Yan Renzhong put an arm around Shen Jingwei’s shoulder in a comradely pose.

Outsiders might see the picture and croon, "Awww, they are so sweet with each other."

But Shen Jingwei, who was used to intimate entanglement with Yan Renzhong night after night, could sense icy anger emanating from the latter.

He was pissed.

Very pissed.

Shen Jingwei anticipated a private conversation with Yan Renzhong after the photoshoots concluded, but the frenzied reporters were already waiting outside, eager to interview the winners individually.

Behind them were the fans Shen Jingwei saw when he crossed the glass bridge between halls.

They kept chanting his name as he passed by.

"Shen Jingwei! Shen Jingwei!"

"Little Shen, are you really leaving???"

"You are coming back, aren’t you...???"

Shen Jingwei flashed them all a round of sweet smile.

"Of course I will."

What followed was a barrage of questions from the reporters.

Interestingly, they asked him a completely different set of questions, unlike the ones they posed to the other winners.

"Mr. Shen, in your speech just now, you spoke of a certain boyfriend."

"Care to elaborate about this boyfriend? What is his name? When did you two get together? Have you thought about taking a step further in your relationship?"

"..."

Typical reporters.

They just found out that Shen Jingwei was in a relationship, and now they were pushing for a wedding announcement.

"No comment," Shen Jingwei replied with a curt smile. "I am sorry, everyone, I have to go..."

"But Mr. Shen!"

"Your boyfriend, could it be Mr. Yan Renzhong?"

"Mr. Yan Renzhong announced that he had some health issues that needed his attention."

"It’s too much of a coincidence, isn’t it???"

Duh.

Shen Jingwei almost rolled with his eyes.

Wasn’t that obvious?

Shen Jingwei’s cheeks started to flush from embarrassment. He already made their relationship public, but these reporters still wanted to hear it from his lips directly.

Unfortunately, he was not in the mood to entertain them.

He needed to find Yan Renzhong, and fast.

Shen Jingwei exited the venue, pursued by relentless reporters. Fortunately, the vigilant security guards managed to fend them off, allowing him to slip away.

But where was Yan Renzhong?

Shen Jingwei looked around, scanning his surroundings in confusion.

He was not being interviewed by the barrage of reporters.

The hall had already been emptied and closed for cleaning.

Had he already left? So quickly?

His question was answered by Shang Ruohai, who tapped him on the shoulder from behind.

"Shen Jingwei, what are you still doing here?"

"I... Senior Shang, I am waiting for Yan Renzhong. Have you seen him...?"

Shang Ruohai stared at Shen Jingwei for a beat before he answered, "He left a while ago. He should be at the airport already, boarding my private jet to travel abroad for his surgery. Didn’t you know? Didn’t he tell you?"

Shen Jingwei’s heart practically fell to the ground and shattered into a million pieces.

"No," he said, panic rising within him. "He... he just left. Without me."

He expected Yan Renzhong to be angry, but he did not expect Yan Renzhong to leave him behind just like that.

Wasn’t that too ruthless?

Shang Ruohai sighed softly. Why was he not surprised?

He grabbed Shen Jingwei’s by his shoulders and shook him once.

"Listen to me. It’s not yet too late," he said. "Go. Ask your manager to drive you. Chase after him. Maybe you can still make it."

"..."

Shen Jingwei nodded.

Zhu Dongyi arrived in a flash after fetching Shen Jingwei’s passport from CNC Studio’s headquarters.

Together, they rushed toward the airport.

Shang Ruohai’s private jet was stationed in a designated area of the airport’s departure terminal.

There was no boarding gate, so the two men rushed down the stairs to reach the private jet in a hurry.

They barely made it down the last flight of stairs when said private jet took off with a deafening sound and soared into the sky like a mighty bird made of steel.

"Yan Renzhong...!!!" Shen Jingwei cried out, but of course his scream did not reach the man inside the private jet.

Shen Jingwei fell to his knees and howled like a wounded animal.

"Why..." He choked with sobs.

"Why would you leave me behind..."

"Little Shen..."

Zhu Dongyi rushed toward him, only to stop several steps behind. He did not know how to comfort his protégé at all. Thankfully, someone else did.

The man approached Shen Jingwei’s curled-up form from behind and hugged him.

"Seriously?" He spoke, his tone laced with ridicule. "Are you going to cry like a child just because you don’t get to follow me abroad?"