He was afraid the kitten wouldn't need him anymore.

In the villa's hall, the lights were off, and clothes were scattered all over the floor.

The space, with its excellent echoes, was filled with the sounds of bodies colliding and panting.

Chi Yuan was being kissed so hard he could barely breathe. Even though he wasn't resisting or unwilling, Mr. Jiang acted as if he was afraid Chi Yuan would run away.

"Mr. Jiang, you...you haven't taken a shower yet." It was only with great difficulty that Chi Yuan finally found a moment to speak.

"No need to wash it." Jiang Haochen took off the boy's close-fitting cashmere sweater.

The chill in the air made Chi Yuan shiver, but he was quickly enveloped by a warmer body.

"No...no, I'm covered in powder." To make him look good on stage, the stylist applied powder to all the areas his clothes couldn't cover.

"It's alright." Jiang Haochen led the person upstairs.

"Please...please don't worry."

"You do the math yourself, how many months have you been celibate with me?" Jiang Haochen pinched the boy's waist hard.

Chi Yuan grunted and passively followed Jiang Haochen upstairs, his eyes filled with shock.

"Mr. Jiang..."

"Um?"

Jiang Haochen tore off the last piece of clothing from the boy's body, buried his head in the boy's neck, and although he was anxious, he still patiently responded.

"You..." Chi Yuan's heart pounded, and with a glimmer of hope, he asked softly, "You... didn't look for someone else?"

Jiang Haochen stopped moving and then bit the boy hard.

Chi Yuan exclaimed, but stubbornly waited for the answer.

Jiang Haochen: "Didn't I promise you I'd only support you?"

So, does Mr. Jiang's statement that he only supports him mean that he will only sleep with him?

The answer he had never dared to hope for filled the boy with ecstasy. He excitedly turned to run downstairs, but Jiang Haochen pulled him back and threw him onto the bed.

"Where are we going?" This was the first time Chi Yuan had been so disobedient, and Jiang Haochen was getting a little angry.

"The costumes are downstairs," Chi Yuan explained.

Jiang Haochen realized what was happening and was both amused and exasperated. Even at a time like this, the boy still remembered to dance for him.

"Jump on the bed, I'll arrange the poses."

One night fish and dragon dance.

The next day, Chi Yuan woke up feeling sticky and uncomfortable all over.

Last night, he didn't get to take a shower until the very end, and he didn't even know when he fell asleep.

Mr. Jiang, he...

"Awake?" Jiang Haochen's lazy voice came from behind, but he didn't let go; instead, he hugged her even tighter.

His hot breath fell on the boy's neck, and this indescribable intimacy made Chi Yuan crave it intensely.

The ancients spoke of sleeping with necks intertwined; did they consider this a proper way to sleep?

"What are you thinking about?" Jiang Haochen couldn't help but ask when he saw that the boy hadn't spoken for a long time.

Chi Yuan dared not admit that she was thinking about sleeping neck to neck with him, and simply replied haphazardly, "I was daydreaming."

Jiang Haochen chuckled lightly: "Then stay here."

Chi Yuan didn't want to stay any longer; he wanted to talk to Mr. Jiang more: "Mr. Jiang, what happened to you last night..."

Why did you leave first?

Chi Yuan wasn't sure if he was qualified to ask this question, so he stopped halfway through.

Jiang Haochen misunderstood, and affectionately nuzzled the boy's face, replying with a smile, "I was very satisfied last night."

Chi Yuan's face turned red instantly.

Chi Yuan's face turned red, and his neck and ear tips also turned red. Jiang Haochen could guess what the boy looked like at this moment without even looking at his face.

He then added maliciously, "Dancing really does increase flexibility; you couldn't bend to that extent before."

Now, not only his face, but Chi Yuan's entire body was burning hot, as if it were about to explode.

But as long as he thought of what Mr. Jiang said last night, and that Mr. Jiang only had him by his side, he was willing to do anything.

"If you like it, I... I'll continue practicing."

Jiang Haochen's mind was still somewhat hazy, but these words cleared his head a little.

"If I like it, will you continue practicing?"

Chi Yuan nodded: "Mm."

Jiang Haochen: "Why?"

Chi Yuan: "Because you like it."

Although Jiang Haochen didn't turn on his phone, he knew without looking that after a night of buzz, Chi Yuan's "Fox Ancestor Sacrifice Dance" must have gone viral.

Even without his help, today's young people can steadily make their way in this industry.

Is it because he has never been to this level before, so he is not clear about his current value? Or is he afraid that as the CEO of Tianyu, he will cause trouble for him behind his back, so he is trying to please him like this?

Jiang Haochen realized that he didn't like either of these answers very much.

If it's the former, the boy will soon understand his own worth. If it's the latter, then what kind of person does Chi Yuan take him for?

"Go take a shower." Jiang Haochen released Chi Yuan.

Covered in sweat and still wearing makeup from last night, Chi Yuan had been wanting to take a shower for a long time.

Getting out of bed, Chi Yuan's legs were so weak that he had to lean on the bedside table to steady himself. He was embarrassed and didn't dare to look back, but when he looked down, he saw the used family planning supplies scattered all over the floor.

This isn't a hotel, so these kinds of things wouldn't be kept in the bedside table. Therefore, these items must have been prepared and brought by Mr. Jiang in advance.

Just thinking about how Mr. Jiang had "come prepared" for him made Chi Yuan feel a little happy.

"I...I'm going to take a shower."

Chi Yuan rushed into the bathroom, and soon the sound of water could be heard from inside.

Jiang Haochen put on his clothes, got out of bed, picked up his phone from the bedside table, and turned it on. Sure enough, he saw news about the "Fox Ancestor Sacrifice Dance," with one article after another popping up.

The five-minute video garnered over 100 million views overnight.

This can be considered a phenomenal breakthrough.

Even Cui Dong messaged him: {Your little cat is really famous now. Li Weiran came to me asking for more resources. What do you say, are you going to give it to him or not?}

The message was sent at 1 a.m. last night. Cui Dong first called him, but couldn't get through, so he sent the message.

Jiang Haochen glanced in the direction of the bathroom, then took his phone and went to the balcony.

The call connected quickly, and Cui Dong's teasing voice came through: "You're only waking up now, you're quite the troublemaker. I saw that video last night, and you know what, even I, a straight guy, was a little tempted."

Jiang Haochen: "Shut up."

He was inexplicably impatient with Cui Dong saying such things.

Cui Dong: "You're so angry. Didn't the kitten satisfy you last night? No way, you're already giving me attitude now that you've gotten angry."

Jiang Haochen: "Get to the point. What does Li Weiran want from you?"

Cui Dong could tell that Jiang Haochen was in a bad mood, and felt that his guess was pretty accurate: "What else could she want? Resources, budget, and some publicity connections... Judging from her tone, she's aiming for the standards of a top-tier artist. Although Chi Yuan is doing well now, she hasn't reached the standard of a top-tier artist yet."

Jiang Haochen: "So what was your answer?"

Cui Dong: "Yesterday, Chi Yuan's video went viral, and Li Weiran asked me for a budget to boost traffic, which I approved. I didn't agree to anything after that. I was thinking of asking you first, since you're one of your people, whether you give it to me or not is up to you."

In this industry, becoming a big star is a matter of luck, but achieving minor fame can be achieved through resources. Currently, Chi Yuan hasn't reached the level of a big star. If Jiang Haochen doesn't want to, Tianyu can lock up Chi Yuan's resources, and in a year or two, few people will remember Chi Yuan.

Looking at the red plum blossoms blooming in the courtyard against the winter snow, Jiang Haochen suddenly understood why he had felt flustered last night.

He was actually worried that the boy who became famous wouldn't need him anymore.

"Give it to him."

His cat is like a red plum blossom in full bloom. Just because he likes the way the kitten looks as a bud doesn't mean he should never let it bloom.

"Mr. Jiang?" Chi Yuan, wearing a bathrobe, looked at Jiang Haochen on the balcony through the sheer curtain. "It's cold outside, be careful not to catch a cold."

Jiang Haochen hung up the phone, afraid that if he waited too long, he would regret it.