CHAPTER 380: CHAPTER 210 SECOND YOUNG MASTER

"Don’t mention it."

After arranging Shu Wan’s scarf, Fu Siyu stepped back a bit, "At least for now, you’re still my wife, and it’s my duty to take care of my wife."

Fu Siyu’s voice was always pleasant to listen to, clear and magnetic, and now he said with a hint of a smile about taking good care of his wife, naturally causing the listener’s emotions to stir.

But what Fu Siyu said was not wrong, they were indeed still married, legally speaking.

As for whether Fu Siyu meant his wife in the legal sense or another sense, Shu Wan felt it was inappropriate to ask and even more inappropriate to think about.

Shu Wan’s mind was flooded with complex thoughts. She grabbed her bag and got out of the car absentmindedly, not even saying goodbye to Fu Siyu.

Behind her, Fu Siyu was not annoyed; he watched Shu Wan leave until her figure disappeared at the entrance of the Film and Television City, then he withdrew his gaze.

He leaned back slightly, half-reclining on the sofa, his eyes deep and intense, like a lion that had spotted its prey, resting momentarily.

People like Shu Wan, soft on the outside but tough on the inside, would meet force with greater force; pressing too hard only made her feel offended.

Fortunately, he could take advantage from close quarters.

Since the first time he saw Shu Wan, the tender net was already laid out for her, and now it was time to reel it in.

When Shu Wan arrived at the set, colleagues she hadn’t seen in a long while gathered around her, concerned about her condition.

"Shu Wan, I heard you got a high fever, are you feeling better now?"

"Yeah, you were sick and still had to deal with those disgusting people; weren’t you affected?"

"Your handwriting is so pretty, Shu Wan. When you have time, could you write something for me too?"

Hearing the sincere words and seeing everyone’s familiar smiles, Shu Wan felt a warmth in her heart, nodding and answering everyone’s questions one by one.

Shu Wan was surrounded by her colleagues, with Wang Tian anxiously scratching his head on the outside, unable to squeeze in.

Finally, when the crowd thinned, Wang Tian approached Shu Wan, "Shu Wan, I need to talk to you."

Seeing Wang Tian’s secretive look, Shu Wan was a bit puzzled, "What’s up?"

Wang Tian glanced around, everyone else had gone to attend to their own tasks, he then took out his phone and showed it to Shu Wan, "Someone suddenly added me today; do you recognize this person?"

Shu Wan looked at the phone, and there in Wang Tian’s friend list, was a friend named "FSY."

The profile picture was of a man in a black coat’s back, and Shu Wan recognized it at once—it was the photo she took of Fu Siyu on the street.

"What did he add you for?"

Speaking of this, Wang Tian became even more puzzled, "He transferred fifty thousand yuan to me, telling me to take extra care of you."

Wang Tian was afraid this was some new scam, but the transferred money was indeed real, so he had to seek confirmation from Shu Wan.

"Do you know this person?"

"Yes," Shu Wan nodded.

"Who is it?" Wang Tian suddenly thought of something, "Oh my god! Could it be?! Oh my god!!!!"

Wang Tian’s eyes widened, looking from the phone to Shu Wan with shock and joy, "It’s Mr. Fu, isn’t it??!!!!"

"It’s him."

"I actually added Mr. Fu’s WeChat!!!!!!"

If it weren’t for his connection to Shu Wan, Wang Tian figured he’d likely never meet Fu Siyu in his lifetime, but now he had not only met him but also added his WeChat.

Wang Tian wondered what he had done to deserve adding Fu Siyu on WeChat, "Is he hinting that I haven’t been taking good care of you?"

"You can ask him yourself; I need to go shoot my scenes."

"No, hey"

Wang Tian wanted to ask more, but Shu Wan had already walked away. Wang Tian frowned, feeling that Shu Wan was a bit odd.

But since Shu Wan had confirmed that this was not a scam, Wang Tian glanced at the amount, chuckled, and thought, fifty thousand, wow!!!

Though fifty thousand was nothing for a big shot like Fu Siyu, for a working-class person, it was a windfall from heaven.

Wang Tian courteously replied, "Mr. Fu, hello. Taking care of Shu Wan is part of my job, and I really shouldn’t accept this money."

"Keep it," Fu Siyu replied quickly. "I am quite busy with work, and when I need your help, I’ll have to trouble you, so consider it a running-around fee."

"Just give the word, Mr. Fu. Wherever I’m needed, I will not hesitate."

"All right."

Wang Tian waited a moment, making sure Fu Siyu had no other instructions, then hesitated and looked at the transfer several times, nearly clicking on it.

But in the end, Wang Tian didn’t click.

He gazed longingly at the fifty thousand, steeled his heart, stamped his foot, and turned off his phone, "Shu Wan, if you don’t make me proud all over the world, you really owe me big time!!!"

Wang Tian didn’t really understand what was going on between Shu Wan and Fu Siyu. In his eyes, Fu Siyu was bribing him with money to turn him into an underling to control Shu Wan.

Though the fifty thousand was indeed tempting, Wang Tian didn’t want to push Shu Wan into a pit of fire.

No matter how wealthy and powerful Fu Siyu was, if he wasn’t good to Shu Wan, Wang Tian still fully supported Shu Wan in getting a divorce.

Proud of himself for having the integrity to refuse to be bought by Fu Siyu, Wang Tian attempted to take credit with Shu Wan, "Look at me, Shu Wan, I’ve got spine. When you become famous, you better not forget me."

Shu Wan looked at him with a slightly amused expression, "Why do you always think I’ll abandon you?"

Wang Tian sighed, his newly permed hair quivering in the cold wind, "I know my own worth."

If it were any ordinary artist, Wang Tian felt fooling around with them wouldn’t be a problem. But with Shu Wan, the longer you spent time with her, the more you felt she had an unlimited future.

Wang Tian often thought that if it hadn’t been for Shu Wan’s good looks and a twist of fate that led to him signing her, he probably would never have crossed paths with her in his life.

Thus, he felt a strong sense of crisis, worried that Shu Wan might kick him to the curb one day.

"It’s fine, don’t worry," Shu Wan said, patting Wang Tian’s shoulder. "Go make me a cup of tea, and I promise I won’t abandon you."

"Add a few jasmine flowers?"

"Hmm."

"Got it, you just wait, I’ll be right on it."

Wang Tian left with a happy face, while Shu Wan turned around, ready to shoot the second scene.

Then, Shu Wan found that the set had been completely torn down.

The mid-shoot break was only about ten minutes, but in those ten minutes, the neatly constructed set that was just standing had been completely dismantled.

A group of tall men, who did not look like workers but were dressed as workers, ignored everyone’s attempts to stop them and started smashing the surrounding scenery as well.

Shu Wan walked over, her brows slightly furrowed, "What’s going on?"

"Sister Shu Wan, they are being so unreasonable. They said that this area has been claimed by some Second Young Master and told us to move out immediately."

"Which Second Young Master?"

"You don’t know the Second Young Master? And you still hang around Imperial City?"

At that moment, a soft female voice came from behind.

Shu Wan turned around and recognized the person. It was Li Ya from "Shushan Sword Immortal." Although it was Li Ya who had succeeded in the audition and landed the role, she was clearly hostile toward Shu Wan.