Huayu: Starting from retirement, sweeping across the domestic entertainment industry

Li Ran quickly proved himself through his methods.

He's not only good at League of Legends, but also has excellent skills.

Plain congee is also a continent.

Li Ran wiped her wet eyes with his thumb and said slowly, "Why are you crying?"

Wang Churan didn't even have the strength to roll her eyes; she could only let out a soft groan and bury her burning cheeks in the pillow.

Only one thought remained: This guy is so amazing, why didn't he say so earlier? What a blunder!

Li Ran chuckled softly, "Take a shower first, then go sleep in the second bedroom."

Wang Churan's face was still buried in the soft pillow, her voice languid, "I can't move. Carry me."

Li Ran shook his head helplessly, but a smile played on his lips.

He stood up and steadily lifted her into his arms. Wang Churan rested her head on his shoulder, closed her eyes, and let him carry her into the bathroom.

Lying on the clean and tidy bed in the second bedroom, Wang Churan turned to her side and looked at Li Ran beside her.

Her eyes were no longer defiant, but rather tinged with a hint of post-coital languor.

"So, which girlfriend am I to you?"

Li Ran lay flat on his back and answered calmly, "The fourth one."

Wang Churan's eyelashes trembled: "Then... how many are there at the same time now?"

"Still four." Li Ran turned his head and looked at her, his gaze calm, as if stating a fact.

"Holy crap..." Wang Churan exclaimed softly, propping himself up slightly and staring at him with wide eyes.

"Li Ran, you...you're such a scumbag?!"

Li Ran raised an eyebrow, a slight smile playing on his lips: "What, regretting it, Sister Bai Zhou? It's not too late to run now."

Wang Churan did need a few seconds to process this number.

She was not naive or ignorant. Judging from Li Ran's words and actions, his status, and his undisguised attraction to her, it was impossible for her to have a peaceful life.

But his straightforward admission still had a momentary impact.

However, the shock quickly subsided; she hadn't come seeking a promise of exclusivity, at least not now.

She lay back down, even moving closer to him, and asked with a hint of curiosity, "Is Zhang Jingyi here?"

"Not yet," Li Ran replied crisply.

"Oh~" Wang Churan drawled out.

"So that means it might happen in the future?"

She rolled her eyes, paused, and continued, "Let me guess who the first three are..."

"Zhou Ye of Hesong Media, your classmate from Beijing Film Academy. Tian Xiwei, who just finished filming 'Cute' with you..."

"The third one..." She frowned and thought for a moment, "Is it that pretty female host from the LPL? She joined the league around the same time as you, and a lot of people shipped you two as a couple back then, saying it was something like 'the esports champion and his personal female host'... what was it called again?"

Upon hearing this, Li Ran's face showed a rare hint of genuine doubt: "Which female host? Yu Shuang? I'm not familiar with her. Rita? I'm even less familiar with her."

He thought for a moment and understood what she meant. "Oh, you mean hope Ran? No, it's not her. We've barely spoken to each other alone. It's just netizens making things up."

"So, the two of you in front guessed correctly?" Wang Churan pressed.

Li Ran nodded and reached out to turn off the bedside lamp.

"Alright, stop gossiping, let's go to sleep. We have to get up early to go to the pet store tomorrow."

"I want to go too!" Wang Churan said immediately, wrapping her arms around his waist as if declaring her ownership.

"Mmm," Li Ran responded, and pulled her closer.

At that moment, Li Ran clearly realized that, whether he admitted it or not, he and Wang Churan were, in some ways, the same kind of people.

They enjoy the present moment without dwelling too much on the future, nor are they easily troubled by worldly constraints or vague anxieties.

He also keenly sensed that Wang Churan didn't seem to care at all about how many partners he "had" at the moment.

For her, this might not be the primary criterion for judging him, or even a significant obstacle.

What she seemed to care about was Li Ran himself, the attraction at this moment, the time spent together, and what she gained at this moment.

This pure, even slightly selfish, attention unexpectedly made Li Ran feel relaxed.

In the morning, sunlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains.

The two had a simple breakfast together.

Li Ran called his assistant, Xiao Chen, and whispered to him to arrange for a part-time cleaning lady to thoroughly clean the master bedroom, paying particular attention to changing the bedding and ensuring ventilation.

He himself prepared to take Wang Churan out.

When Xiao Chen rushed over and saw Wang Churan standing calmly in the living room, his face was instantly filled with shock and bewilderment.

My mind was racing: "Brother Ran! Isn't this the same celebrity I bumped into in Shanghai last time?! You sent me away yesterday just to check my license?!"

But his professionalism was impeccable, and he quickly regained his composure, simply nodding in agreement: "Okay, Brother Ran, I'll arrange it right away."

Soon after, a professional cleaning lady came to do a thorough cleaning.

When the cleaning lady finished cleaning the master bedroom and came out carrying a trash bag, she couldn't help but stop as she passed by Xiao Chen, who was waiting in the living room.

With a worldly yet kind expression on her face, she lowered her voice and earnestly reminded him, "Young man, if I may be so bold... it's good that you young people have so much energy, but you still need to know how to control it and take care of your health!"

Xiao Chen's face immediately turned bright red, he was extremely embarrassed, and he was speechless.

What could he say? That this wasn't me? That I was just an assistant?

In the end, he could only force a smile and vaguely deal with it. After the aunt finished all the work, he silently slipped her an extra two hundred yuan as "hush money" and "compensation for emotional distress".

On the way to the pet store, Li Ran drove while Wang Churan sat in the passenger seat, happily touching up her lipstick in front of a small mirror.

Li Ran glanced at her and spoke, his tone carrying a hint of warning: "When you see Jingyi later, don't say anything out of line. Keep your strange remarks to yourself and behave normally."

Wang Churan snapped the lipstick cap shut, turned her head, smiled sweetly at Li Ran, and then rolled her eyes playfully.

She drew out her words, replying in a deliberately affected, teasing yet obedient tone:

"I understand! Young Master Li, you can rest assured."

"I promise I'll be careful with my words and actions, and play the role of a good friend. I definitely won't hold you back, okay?"

Li Ran glanced at her. "Can you stop rolling your eyes all the time?"

Wang Churan chuckled softly, "Last night, she even asked me to flip through it some more!"

"You're already complaining about the hassle today~ But you said you felt something..."

After she finished speaking, she started to look like she was about to cry.

Li Ran was speechless. He held the steering wheel with his left hand and slapped her thigh with his right.

A crisp sound rang out.

"Damn it, Li Ran, are you crazy?!"

Wang Churan was somewhat displeased, but she still looked at him and softened her tone, saying, "Alright, I won't say anything more. Just drive carefully."

Li Ran chuckled and withdrew his hand.