Chapter 1360: Sharp-Tongued Tsundere Celebrity & Super-Rich Insecure Wife 36

The Director Team in the control room was really about to be scared to death.

In the previous episode they still knew Shen Shi was afraid, so they deliberately didn't arrange NPCs to scare people, but who would have thought something still happened.

They cursed Yang Ji in their hearts ten thousand times; the chief director hurriedly had the PR team arrange an apology Weibo post, and nonstop wanted to follow up to see the situation, but was ignored by Jin Chen, who strode off holding someone.

"Quick! Turn on all the lights in every room!" the chief director ordered over the walkie-talkie, anxiously watching Jin Chen's retreating back, as if already seeing his own career slipping away.

Leaving the secret room's main gate required going around the courtyard where the other guests were; Lin Cheng and the others had been wondering why the lights suddenly came on, but when they saw Jin Chen carrying Shen Shi out, everyone's faces changed.

"What happened?" Lin Cheng asked, startled by Shen Shi's deathly pale face and the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth, and hurriedly asked, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"I'll take him home." Jin Chen single-handedly took off the mics attached to his and Shen Shi's waists; Lin Cheng hurriedly took them, nodding repeatedly, "Hurry up and go, hurry up and go."

Before leaving, Jin Chen glanced at the frightened Yang Ji, cold sweat sweeping with anger, making Yang Ji tremble with fear.

"I..." I had no idea this person was so easily frightened!

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Jin Chen leave, and the chance to explain was gone.

It's over……

Yang Ji only then realized he was afraid; if the Old Man at home found out he had provoked Shen Shi, he might even vomit blood……

He swallowed, and cold sweat covered his back.

"It's all Jin Chen's fault… it's all Jin Chen's fault!" Yang Ji, making excuses to himself, told the camera: "If he hadn't meddled and hit me, I wouldn't have taken revenge on Shen Shi."

"Shut up!" Cheng Xi, with a short temper, couldn't help yelling, "Do you really want to watch you choke to death the person playing the zombie? You've got a screw loose!"

〖Damn, at this point Yang Ji is still pushing blame onto others; he's really the cancer of the entertainment industry, huh. 〗

〖Just now Jin Chen's look was terrifying; if I weren't worried about Shen Shi, I'd have beaten this pretentious guy to a pulp……〗

When the guest who was also the biggest investor had an accident, the director dared not continue the livestream and directly announced a suspension of this episode due to the incident.

Meanwhile, the netizens' condemnation surged from the variety show livestream to social media platforms.

#Shen Shi vomits blood incident explodes

#Hearts in Sync apology

#Yang Ji entertainment industry cancer

Three consecutive hot searches; the earlier popularity brought by the Auspicious Day CP has now backfired due to Shen Shi's accidental injury, with audiences and gossipers discussing it heatedly, yet Yang Ji never appeared to respond, and the agency belonging to Yang Ji and Moli also played dead, as if blind to the uproar online.

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From when the driver arrived to pick them up until they got home and entered the bedroom, nearly two hours later, Shen Shi still hadn't recovered.

Even though he seemed fine on the surface, just a bit pale, but as soon as he noticed Jin Chen even slightly wanting to let go or not hold him, he panicked terribly.

In the car, Jin Chen repeatedly soothed Shen Shi; perhaps because the scenery outside kept changing, Shen Shi still didn't want to lift his head, just staying tightly curled in his embrace, unmoving, and the soothing wasn't very effective.

Jin Chen simply gave up for now, holding Shen Shi and gently stroking his back, slowly releasing a stronger sandalwood scent that only Shen Shi could smell.

This soothing worked much better; Shen Shi soon stopped trembling, quietly and obediently lying on Jin Chen's shoulder, his vacant eyes gazing at the ever-retreating scenery outside the window.

"Are you feeling better?" Jin Chen asked softly, slightly afraid of the person in his arms.

Shen Shi nodded, turned his head, chin resting on Jin Chen's chest, and lifted his eyes to look at him.

Then he shook his head.

He closed his sore, uncomfortable eyes; the intense emotional swings in a short time caused a stomachache, making him feel awful all over.

Except for his back being gently stroked by Jin Chen.

"It hurts……"

Shen Shi softly hummed, acting coquettishly by rubbing against Jin Chen's chest, and placed his warm palm on his stomach.

After Jin Chen rubbed him until he felt comfortable, Shen Shi's tightly furrowed brows relaxed considerably, though the corners of his eyes remained red.

Shen Shi didn't want to speak, so Jin Chen quietly kept him company until they got home and closed the bedroom door.

Jin Chen clearly heard Shen Shi let out a long breath, as if the pent-up emotions and agitation could finally stop being hidden.

Before he could speak, Shen Shi teared up again, tears tracing his cold face, and he clung to Jin Chen's neck, softly sobbing.

Jin Chen wasn't sure when Shen Shi's consciousness was stuck—whether in the frightening secret room or some past event.

If it was the latter, the problem was worse than he thought.

"Honey."

Jin Chen cupped Shen Shi's face, his voice so soft it seemed to drift past his ear: "Tell me, why are you crying? What are you afraid of, honey?"

"Scared…"

Shen Shi was stunned by the question, his muddled thoughts forcibly straightened out.

"I'm afraid of the dark…… and also very cold."

Jin Chen held him as they walked onto the balcony; the bright sunlight made the white rocking chair dazzling, and sitting there would also bathe them in sunlight.

Shen Shi squinted at the scorching sun, then burrowed back into Jin Chen's embrace; his tangled thoughts gradually cleared, he sniffled and felt a bit uncomfortable.

"I'm so embarrassing… right?"

Who's in their thirties and still afraid of the dark and ghosts?

Afraid to the point that everyone knows about it.

"No, nobody would think that." Jin Chen stroked the back of his head, their gazes meeting with indulgence in his eyes, "If anyone dares to think that, I'll go beat them up tomorrow."

Shen Shi finally laughed at the teasing; the warm, bright environment and his lover's embrace were even more useful than any calming medication.

He pursed his lips and brought up the topic just mentioned.

"I've been kidnapped before, so……"

Recalling those deeply buried memories again, perhaps because he was facing Jin Chen, it became not so hard to speak about.

Shen Shi wasn't a pampered young master from childhood; the fact that his father didn't love him and his mother didn't care seemed to be a topic he and his friends often discussed, a wealthy-family marriage lacking affection, after having an heir they each went on to live separate lives.

Shen Shi bears no grudge against anyone; he already has a upbringing better than many people's, and aside from 'love,' the Shen family can give him anything.

So, Shen Shi says he never learned how to accept love in the past, nor how to love others, yet he still harbors fantasies,

Not long after coming of age, Shen Shi was subjected to harm in the name of love, an initiation rite that poured pain deep into the heart.

My father married into the Shen family; after the divorce, the family fell into decline and took on debt, and under the pretense of wanting to celebrate my birthday, he lured me to the apartment's basement and locked me up for three days.

A stomach ailment — the result of being able to drink only water and starving back then.

Shen Shi felt the hand that Jin Chen had restrained at his waist tighten, and he relaxed his body even more, leaning in.

He originally intended to use this to threaten the Shen family for a ransom, but...

Shen Shi paused, then turned his head, pressing his cheek against Jin Chen's neck hollow, his soft voice tinged with self-mockery.

But later I learned that the three days of confinement were not because my mother couldn't find me; rather, they were weighing the pros and cons, only to ultimately discover that I was the most suitable person to inherit the conglomerate.

Thanks to him being a perfect heir; otherwise, it would have been that dark, damp basement where a rotting corpse lay unknown to anyone.