Chapter Eighty

  After going around in such a big circle, he finally got to the point, and Mr. Li Yiheng was very satisfied and let out a deep breath of relief.

  Then Huan Li Jin caught his head.

  "You're not a ascetic, I've always known that. And when I was your assistant before, I even helped you screen the boys who were sent to you from below. At that time, we... had been to bed together, but I didn't get jealous either." Li Jin was very puzzled by his logic, "Besides, why should I be jealous? We weren't in that kind of relationship anyway?"

  Bai Tianzi No. 1 scumbag Shu Mu's gift, Li Jin is naturally lacking in perceptiveness towards the two words "eating vinegar".

  No wonder, Shu Mu is a person with endless romantic rumors, and every year, the number of men and women involved in these rumors would fill a truck. In public, he's always holding hands with female celebrities, and it's countless. If Li Jin had to deal with all the jealousy, he could open his own vinegar factory. Not to mention that sometimes he still has to maintain his composure to help Shu Mu with his rumor-mongering PR. So back then, he developed a "see but not see" skill, and even more firmly believed that "jealousy" is an intimate relationship that only exists between serious lovers.

  If you've already confirmed that you're in a romantic relationship with each other, then being jealous and playing hard to get is just part of the romance. But if you two aren't even in that kind of relationship, then why are you rushing to join in on the commotion?

  Moreover, his feelings for Li Yiheng were filled with gratitude and heartache, as well as many irreparable regrets, but love, in reality, was still lacking a bit.

  Li Yiheng's heart was also clear, and without mentioning Li Jin, even he himself couldn't justify his own feelings. Since the conversation had reached this point, he didn't dwell on it anymore, smiled casually, and thought of himself as being overly sentimental.

  His attitude made Li Jin feel embarrassed instead.

  "Anyway, thanks for your help this time," said Li Jin. "I know you have your own arrangements and I couldn't interfere. But if there's anything I can do to help you, please be sure to tell me."

  This sentence sounds like a polite thank you on the surface, but Li Yiheng only took a moment to understand the underlying meaning of Lijin's words.

  He didn't want to owe himself a favor for nothing.

  Li Yi Heng's gaze fell, and he narrowed his eyes, faintly glancing at the file folder that had fallen to the ground amidst the commotion.

  Fighting against Shu Mu was like hitting a brick wall, and now Li Jin was using all his might to try again. But when it came to going up against the old and powerful He family in the circle, Li Jin truly had no way out but death.

  Ordinary news will fade from the audience's sight, and artists may still have a chance to reappear, but once they are targeted by He, this artist can only take the path of retirement.

  So Li Jin had no choice but to come and ask for Li Yi Heng's help.

  No one around him will take risks for him, and secondly, they don't have the ability to help him out.

  But he was not reconciled, so he brought all the materials that Luo Fei had brought out of the way and planned to prove how valuable Luo Fei was. He detailed every step of his plan, including preparing media releases in advance, planning to explain to Li Yiheng how convenient and quick this plan was. He even considered a series of follow-up measures for Li Yiheng, who roughly agreed that several of them would indeed be able to maintain the superficial peace between himself and the He family if implemented.

  He considered all aspects, just to make himself look less like a poor character who only stretched out his hand and begged for help.

  What's the difference?

  Li Yiheng looked down at him, the man's expression was always calm and shallow, without any aggression, but every time Li Yiheng met his gaze, he could see a strong light flashing in those eyes.

  There are many things in this world that no matter how hard you try, you just can't do them, even if you spend your whole life trying.

  This principle, Li Jin must also understand, but he is stubborn and refuses to admit defeat. So every time reality forces him to bow his head, he becomes even more reluctant.

  Why bother to show kindness to those who are already being treated with contempt?

  At this time, he only needs someone to make a request, a simple one, that allows him to put down the shackles in his heart and accept help openly.

  "As it happens, I have a task that requires your assistance." Li Yi Heng leaned in, gently lifting Lei Jin's chin with his fingers, and said in a tone similar to Deng Tu Zi's, "For you, I chased away my bed companion for tonight. Why don't you come and take his place?"

  After finishing speaking, he rolled up Li Jin's lips and kissed her deeply.

  The long night was endless, and Li Yiheng, under the influence of alcohol, actually tried all the actions he had previously dared not to do. At first, Li Jin tolerated his actions with a sense of owing him a favor, but later on, as Li Yiheng's demands grew more excessive, his consciousness began to blur. By the time they were entwined together, their sweat and bodily fluids mingling, and Li Yiheng still showed no signs of satiation, calling out for him to turn onto his side, lift one leg high into the air, and enter him, Li Jin had already lost all strength to think about anything.

  This decadence has sunk all the way down until the second day when the sky is bright and clear.

  Li Yiheng woke up earlier than him, leaning against the headboard with his upper body. Seeing him move slightly, he lowered his head and smiled at him. Li Jin had just woken up from a dream and was still dazed, his eyes gazing into Li Yiheng's smile, but his mind couldn't turn around yet. He numbly thought of turning over, and as soon as he moved, he winced in pain.

  "My waist is almost broken..." Finally fully awake, Li Jin flipped his eyes and complained.

  Li Yi Heng slipped into the quilt, his slightly cold fingertips touched his waist, half-jokingly and half-seriously said: "Let me help you massage?"

  Li Jin slapped open An Lushan's paw with one palm, propped himself up to sit and said: "Stop pretending, didn't I tell you last night that I have a meeting at 9 o'clock today and asked you to take it easy? You actually... By the way, what time is it now?"

  He picked up the phone that had fallen on the ground, and at the moment when the screen lit up, Li Yiheng clearly heard the sound of air condensing and cracking.

  "Right, you still have..." Li Yiheng pulled out the phone from his hand, and the screen clearly showed that it was now 8:30, "half an hour."

  "Li Yi Heng!" Li Jin jumped up and quickly put on his clothes, in a manner that didn't seem like he had just spent the whole night indulging in carnal pleasures and complaining of waist pain.

  Li Yiheng followed him to get up, saw him rushing into the bathroom with a messy hair like a madman, and came out in a minute, dressing himself up like a white-collar elite. He thought this person was good at being idle when he had nothing to do, and good at being busy when he had something to do.

  It doesn't matter either way.

  Just then, he called out to Li Jin as he was slipping out of the door with a folder in hand.

  "Li Jin," he walked up to Li Jin, lifted his chin and gave him a deep, lingering good morning kiss. "Do whatever you want to do, I still say the same thing..."

  "When you need support, feel free to come to me anytime."

  Li Jin's face turned red and she hastily retreated.

  Later that evening, something shocking happened in the entertainment industry.

  The real person behind the famous entertainment gossip Weibo "Ba Xiao Pu" was arrested, and several well-known media editors were invited to drink tea by relevant departments.