Chapter 221: Eat the Marrow and Crave More (Fifty-Two Support Request Edition)

"Short drama?"

Qin Yun paused, he didn't browse these short dramas on TikTok, but he knew they'd been wildly popular these past two years.

"How much investment is needed?"

Su Huan perked up at Qin Yun's question: "Initial investment is around three million. I plan to buy up potential copyright stakes on various novel websites, then take over Lin Nan's company—they already have a mature team and a fully operational workflow, which will save us a lot of trial and error."

She asked cautiously: "What do you think?"

Qin Yun laughed: "Why are you asking me? I don't understand this stuff. If you think it's good, go ahead and do it boldly. Just know that we're one unit—I'll support you in everything."

Hearing this, Su Huan happily leaned in and kissed Qin Yun on the cheek.

"Hehe, thank you, my dear chairman."

Qin Yun feigned a sigh: "Ah, times have deteriorated—CEOs are openly seducing chairmen just to get projects approved."

The two bantered playfully and soon returned home.

"By the way, when are we supposed to take possession of Baoli Tianyi?" Qin Yun asked suddenly after putting down his things.

Though this place is still convenient, it's just a small one-bedroom apartment—now that there are two of us, it's a bit cramped, so ever since returning to Hangzhou, he'd been thinking about when they could move there.

"They said we can only take possession by the end of May, so there's still about two months left."

Speaking of the house, Su Huan's eyes lit up—it was her first home in Hangzhou after years of living there. Though Qin Yun bought it, the title was in her name, and that feeling was different.

"That's still a long way off," Qin Yun shook his head. "Are you planning to redesign the interior or just go with the finish-out and add some soft furnishings?"

"No plans to redesign," Su Huan said. "Baoli's finish-out is already good—no need to tear it all down and start over. It wastes time and money. We'll just hire someone to design the soft décor and maybe build some cabinets."

"When the renderings are ready, let me see them too—don't hold back on furniture expenses."

"Mm-hmm, don't worry—I'll make sure our new home looks absolutely beautiful."

There's a saying, isn't there?

Oh right—"Eat the marrow and crave more!" It means once you've tasted the sweetness, greed takes over—you want more, you're hooked, unable to stop.

Qin Yun and Su Huan had been exactly like this these past days.

Sometimes Qin Yun didn't even need to initiate—while scrolling on his phone in bed, a warm, supple body would coil around him like a snake, even without him moving.

As they grew more familiar with each other's bodies, Su Huan grew increasingly fond of the feeling of merging with her beloved—it sent her soaring beyond the clouds, reluctant to come down.

Online, some say men are a special species constantly thinking about sex. Scientific studies show men experience sexual-related thoughts every twenty-eight minutes on average, so a man's lust is actually a sign of excellent physical health.

But if a woman is lustful, it's truly desire at work—pure physiological craving in action.

Su Huan had become exactly this these past days—she found herself utterly addicted to Qin Yun's body. Since their first time, now, whenever in a safe environment, she craved him—more frequently than Qin Yun ever did.

But women's innate acting ability allowed her to suppress it. Several times, when Qin Yun initiated, she was secretly overjoyed.

Still, she'd read online that you can't do this every day—there's no such thing as worn-out land, only exhausted oxen. Afraid of tiring Qin Yun, she deliberately spaced things out.

But two days ago, while lying in bed chatting and playfully teasing each other, they accidentally touched—and Qin Yun noticed something unusual. Only then did she pour out her heart to her beloved.

Finally…

"Husband, you won't hate me, will you?"

Su Huan spoke with some trepidation, afraid Qin Yun would think her promiscuous—who on earth would think of doing these things with her husband every day?

But Qin Yun, upon hearing this, flew into a rage.

"I'm furious! Do you know how hard I've been holding back just to protect your body, afraid you couldn't handle it—turns out you could handle it just fine? I'm going to make you pay."

So since two days ago, Su Huan stopped suppressing her desires.

Today, after their bath, they embraced in the bathroom.

The perfectly synchronized pair left traces in every corner of the small apartment.

…

"Senior, did you receive the money?"

Looking at Lin Yao's message, Qin Yun opened the text and saw a bank notification: a deposit of 120,000 yuan.

He frowned: "Why'd you add two extra ten-thousands as interest? Ten thousand was enough—why go through this? I'll transfer it back to you."

Lin Yao quickly replied: "Senior, this isn't interest—it's dividends. You said you weren't investing, just lending me the money. But thanks to your connections, I'm thriving in Hengdian—earning about 40,000 to 50,000 yuan net profit monthly. So I decided to give you 50% of the dividends. It's been nearly half a year, so I wanted to send you your first share."

Qin Yun shook his head—this kid.

Seeing Qin Yun's expression, Su Huan asked curiously: "What's wrong?"

Qin Yun explained: "Lin Yao insists on turning my loan into equity—he just sent me 120,000 yuan, calling it half-year dividends."

"Then take it," Su Huan said after thinking. "As he said, he got off the ground so fast because of your help. Besides, if you accept, Lin Yao will feel more secure—he can use your name to attract business without hesitation."

Qin Yun didn't really care about the money—but after hearing Su Huan's words, he agreed.

"Fine, then I won't be modest. By the way, how's it going with Shi Lulu?"

In Hengdian's restaurant, Lin Yao watched Shi Lulu bustling about inside and out, and smiled.

"Thank you for asking, Senior. We're doing well—we're together now. She quit her other jobs and is helping me run the restaurant, occasionally taking on private shoots."

Su Huan leaned over to read the message, curious: "Has Shi Lulu changed her ways?"

"Who knows?" Qin Yun shrugged. "But Lin Yao's an adult now—we can't overadvise him. He has his own judgment."

He replied: "Good. I'll come visit when I have time."

"Got it, Senior—I'll get back to work."

Seeing Lin Yao put down his phone, Shi Lulu hurriedly asked: "Did Senior accept it?"

"He did," Lin Yao said.

"Great!" Shi Lulu brightened. "Now we can operate more freely in Hengdian using Senior's name."

"Still… try to keep it restrained," Lin Yao warned.

Shi Lulu rolled her eyes: "I'm not an idiot, don't worry about it."

Coincidentally, just two days after contacting Lin Yao, someone in Hengdian called him.

"Brother Chao?" Su Huan looked at the caller ID on her phone. "Which Brother Chao?"

Qin Yun took the phone and tapped to answer on speaker: "Which one do you think? The one I added at Miaofeng Mountain last time."

Su Huan immediately understood — so it was that person.

"Hey, Brother Chao, what made you think to call me? Don't tell me you're here to invite me to record a show?" Qin Yun asked.

"Hahaha, no, no. Qin Ye, I'm here to ask for help — have you been busy lately?" Deng Chao laughed before speaking.

"No livestream plans for now, I'm planning to rest for a while. Whatever you need, Brother Chao, just say it."

Deng Chao was currently at the Hengdian film crew. Lately he had been filming non-stop, and the production was nearly wrapping up, but the second male lead had fallen from a wire rig and broken his leg, so all the difficult shots queued up behind his scenes suddenly couldn't be done.

After searching high and low, no suitable replacement could be found, and Deng Chao suddenly thought of Qin Yun.

After laying out the situation, Deng Chao pleaded: "Qin Ye, your brother's really run out of options. The director insists on real shots and there's nothing I can do. I've invested a lot in this film — if it flops, I'll have to sell my house and go live under a bridge."

"Pfft—!"

Hearing Deng Chao's exaggerated story, Su Huan couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Uh… sister-in-law's there too?"

Su Huan greeted him: "Brother Chao, you're exaggerating way too much. Even if you end up under a bridge, your wife definitely wouldn't be living under one."

"Heh heh, that's just the attitude you need when asking for help — make yourself sound miserable so you can win sympathy." Deng Chao said it with perfect righteousness.

Qin Yun said helplessly: "Brother Chao, I'm still here."

"Oh, right, right." Deng Chao quickly switched back to character. "Qin Ye, you've got to come help your brother out, otherwise your brother's only option is to drop to his knees."

Qin Yun said: "Tell me what you need me to do first, Brother Chao? So much that you can't even find an actor?"

"It's like this…"

As Deng Chao explained, Qin Yun gradually understood.

It turned out the film Deng Chao had taken on was a cops-and-robbers movie. Deng Chao played a cop, and the second male lead was also a cop — but a villain one. There were lots of chase and fight sequences, even a long underwater combat scene, plus a forest pursuit, and so on.

Qin Yun looked at Su Huan. Without hesitation, Su Huan smiled and agreed: "Brother Chao's already asked, just say yes. Next time we go to Shanghai, make them treat us to dinner."

"Sister-in-law, you're generous!" Deng Chao was overjoyed. "No need for next time — come along this time too, sister-in-law. Your sister-in-law's filming too, I'll introduce you two. I'll cover all your meals during the shoot."

"Really?" Su Huan's eyes lit up. "Then I'm really coming?"

"Come, you absolutely must. If you're interested, I'll have your sister-in-law find you a cameo role to play around with."

After hanging up, Qin Yun said: "Sounds good, let's go to Hengdian together for fun, and drop by to see that kid Lin Yao on the way."

Saying this, he wore a half-smile: "Who would've thought Class Monitor Su has a heart for acting. How about debuting? Our company can recruit a few more people, and we'll all support your acting career."

"Hush, I'm just going to play around." Su Huan's cheeks reddened, as if The idea within had been discovered. "I'm already at that age — what kind of debut would that be? Besides, what's so great about being a celebrity? No privacy at all, you have to be careful every time you step outside."

"Mm, you're right." Qin Yun held back his laughter.

Su Huan immediately got angry, flipped over and pinned him down: "What? I can't act?"

"You can… you can, of course you can, I didn't say you couldn't." Qin Yun hurriedly pretended to struggle. "If even you can't act, then no one in this world can."

"Hmph, good that you know your place." Su Huan turned and walked off. "I'll go pack a change of clothes. We leave first thing tomorrow morning."

On Deng Chao's end, having confirmed Qin Yun's coming to help, he finally breathed a sigh of relief. Qin Yun's fame now rivaled that of some celebrities — even without a company managing him, he couldn't be treated as just an ordinary person. The director naturally knew of Qin Yun too, and of course gave his wholehearted approval to Qin Yun coming to help.

"Brother Chao, how much is appropriate to pay?"

Deng Chao thought for a moment, roughly estimating in his head: "Can you wrap all the scenes in three days?"

"If things go smoothly, yes."

"Then let's say one million." Deng Chao didn't hold back. Knowing that Qin Yun's single Indian Ocean livestream had earned close to a hundred million, if he still cheaped out with a few tens of thousands, he probably wouldn't even get to stay friends.

This wasn't about the money — it was about face.

"Got it."

Once Deng Chao finished on his end, he went to find his wife. His wife had been living and eating at the crew lately, so busy her feet barely touched the ground, unreachable by phone — he could only go to the set in person to find her.

Seeing Sun Li, his first words were: "Take a day off tomorrow, I'll introduce two people for you to meet."

Sun Li was startled, but knowing her husband wasn't a man without measure, she nodded at once: "Alright, I'll talk to the director in a bit."