Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 683 - 673 Global Idol: Debut from the Central Position! (8) Updated 5

Chapter 683: 673 Global Idol: Debut from the Central Position! (8) Updated 5

The agent was still holding a box of medicine in his hand.

A scornful sneer flashed through his drooping eyes.

Indeed, he should have known that upon hearing Peng Zhe was here, this woman wouldn’t miss the opportunity to get close to Peng Zhe.

"Peng Zhe needs rest, keep your voice down, and don’t go into his room to disturb him," the agent said coldly.

Seeing Ye Shaohua nod her head, the agent immediately turned around and went to Peng Zhe’s room.

He simply didn’t want to stay in the same space with Ye Shaohua for a second longer.

When he reached Peng Zhe’s room, he immediately closed the door behind him.

Fearing that a second’s delay would allow Ye Shaohua to come in right away.

"This is the anti-inflammatory medicine prescribed by the doctor," the agent frowned as he looked at Peng Zhe’s arm hanging around his neck, "Peng Zhe, listen to me, you should still go for a check-up at the hospital, it’s not right to not have a family doctor."

Peng Zhe was watching an old movie.

At these words, he tilted his head slightly, revealing an incredibly delicate face, as if meticulously crafted stroke by stroke with an artist’s brush—except that at the moment, this face seemed a bit cold, not as gentle as the online rumors suggested.

No wonder he managed to get a supporting role right after his debut; that face must have been a big help to him.

"No need," Peng Zhe shook his head at the suggestion, "The reporters and fans will make a fuss again if I go to the hospital. It’s unnecessary."

"But..."

The agent wanted to say more, but seeing Peng Zhe’s furrowed brows, he held back.

"Is your arm really okay?" In the end, the agent gave up on trying to persuade Peng Zhe and changed the subject to ask about his injury.

Hearing this, Peng Zhe slightly knitted his brows, then sighed, "It should be, the doctor said it’s normal to feel some pain, but he mentioned that it would be good to have a Traditional Chinese Medicine bone-setting specialist. I asked my dad to look for one, but he couldn’t find anyone."

"There’s no other way but to let it heal slowly," the agent eventually failed to convince Peng Zhe, "Oh, that newcomer Gu Han you mentioned to the company, I remember today is the national competition."

"It’s the national competition already?" Peng Zhe wasn’t interested in such competitions and hadn’t been following them. If it weren’t for Gu Han’s acting catching his attention, he wouldn’t even know about the competition.

"She must be in first place then," Peng Zhe smiled, "Aside from her performance, her singing and dancing are quite good as well."

"I asked, she secured first place in the previous rounds, but this time it seems she’s second..." the agent was quite optimistic about Gu Han.

"Second?" Peng Zhe was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "She must have been nervous for the national competition. Her skill and ability should return in the next round."

The agent clearly believed in Gu Han’s ability as well.

"Yeah," he sighed, "These days, there aren’t many young people with ability and willingness to work hard. Such people will always rise to fame."

His assessment of Gu Han was clearly very high.

Although both Gu Han and Ye Shaohua were newcomers.

The agent obviously had a somewhat better impression of Gu Han.

As a newcomer, Gu Han wasn’t arrogant or impetuous. It was clear she knew Peng Zhe, and even with such a high-profile celebrity, she hadn’t clung to Peng Zhe to stir up a scandal. It was only after Peng Zhe had liked one of her Weibo posts that his fans started to notice Gu Han.

After that incident, Gu Han personally called to ask Peng Zhe to unlike the post, as it might have a negative impact on him.

Since then, the agent’s impression of Gu Han improved significantly.

Especially in contrast to Ye Shaohua, who was trying to get close to Peng Zhe, Gu Han couldn’t be more appealing to him.

Thinking of Ye Shaohua, the agent’s brows furrowed even deeper.

This woman from who-knows-where had actually moved into Peng Zhe’s apartment, the most secure of all his properties, inaccessible to paparazzi reporters.

Peng Zhe used to like staying here the most, but now he seldom came because of her.

They were only staying here recently because of his arm injury; otherwise, the agent would have never allowed Peng Zhe to come back.

If Ye Shaohua took the opportunity to concoct a scandal, although it wouldn’t cause any substantial harm to Peng Zhe, it would be as disgusting as getting bitten by a dog.

Outside, Ye Shaohua was unaware of what the two men inside were thinking.

She was packing her things with a suitcase in hand.

The original host viewed Peng Zhe as "the light," but now that Ye Shaohua had arrived, she had no particular thoughts about Peng Zhe, let alone wanting to live in his place and be disliked.

As she was thinking, she continued packing.

Although the original host was from a "well-off" background, she lived frugally; like before, she didn’t accept money from Mother Ye or her stepfather.

All her belongings were not many.

Even one suitcase seemed too much.

A little tidying up of her things was all that was needed.

Carrying her suitcase, she went out.

Ye Shaohua stood in front of Peng Zhe’s door, ready to say goodbye and thank them in person since she had stayed here for almost a month.

She knocked once; there was no response from inside.

After half a minute, still no one opened the door.

Ye Shaohua knocked again, her expression unchanged.

I’m tolerating you for now.

"I was wondering why I didn’t ask where you were when I just got back, turns out you are waiting here!" the agent spoke with impatience, "I’ll go open the door! And tell her not to disturb you anymore, she’s been as bothersome as an adhesive plaster!"

Peng Zhe frowned slightly but didn’t say anything when he heard the agent’s voice.

He tacitly approved of the agent’s approach.

The agent opened the door, "Lady Ye, you’re here again..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he was taken aback when he saw Ye Shaohua standing at the door with her luggage.