Chapter 421: Hoarding Thousands upon Thousands for Natural Disasters, Raising a Child, I Let It Go 9_3
Even acting was a hobby for him, where he'd pick and choose scripts to perform in after his interest was piqued, mostly taking on positive roles in movies about just wars, the unwritten rules of society, or protecting the environment.
If any other actor acted like him, they might have been frozen out long ago, but he was incredibly good-looking and had a huge fan base. Although they didn't understand why he was so passive about work, they were both in love and frustrated with him.
But just before the apocalypse arrived, Wen Qingyu announced his official retirement at a press conference.
The news sent shockwaves through the entertainment industry for several days.
Subsequently, the Wen family's company announced that young master Wen Qingyu would soon become the future head of the Wen family, taking control of the entire business empire.
Afterward, he vanished without a trace and has been missing ever since.
"So that's what happened," said Su Zhiruan after she finished reading the news, handing him the phone with a sigh before stretching lazily, "remember anything?"
The young man shook his head, "I can't remember anything."
"No worries, take your time." Su Zhiruan stood up and began to fiddle with the projector, "Since we have nothing to do now, why don't we watch some of the movies you've been in? Maybe you'll remember something!"
"Go upstairs and grab some snacks, we'll watch the movie together," Su Zhiruan turned her head and instructed him.
"Oh, okay." A smile returned to Wen Qingyu's face.
He had just learned about his identity and was worried that Su Zhiruan might start to feel distant or uncomfortable with him. If that were the case, he wouldn't know what to do.
But seeing Su Zhiruan ordering him about, his mood lightened again.
Soon, Su Zhiruan downloaded the movie, and Wen Qingyu brought down lots of snacks from upstairs.
Spicy strips, spicy chips, chewy mushroom-flavored bean curd.
Su Zhiruan turned off the lights.
Due to the heavy snow, the living room was pitch black once the lights went off.
Only the dim light of the movie flickered on their faces.
Su Zhiruan casually took a chocolate wafer cookie and watched the movie.
On the coffee table, there were jelly, potato chips, spicy lotus root slices, spicy chicken feet, chocolate cups, milk tea, mouthwatering green plum strips that made you salivate upon biting, and quail egg bean curd.
"What movie is this?" Wen Qingyu put down the chips, looking at the underwater world appearing on the big screen.
After wiping her hands with a napkin, Su Zhiruan settled in and explained, "It seems to be a mystery case."
"Based on the introduction, you're the villain in it," Su Zhiruan said, interestedly watching him as he showed a look of surprise, and continued to explain, "It's the kind that seems innocent and clever but is actually behind everything."
"I'm the villain?" The young man did not look at the movie, instead, he kept gazing at Su Zhiruan, "Will you be scared of me after watching it?"
"Of course not," Su Zhiruan assured him confidently, handing him a green plum strip, watching as he bit into it. She then took the opportunity to snatch a potato chip from his lap, "If I were scared of you, I'd have to play the piano for you as punishment."
As soon as she finished speaking, the young man's eyes lit up like they held stars, "Deal."
Su Zhiruan felt confident enough as well.
So, the two of them continued to snuggle up together, eating and drinking while watching the movie.
However—
Su Zhiruan still overestimated herself.
Half an hour later, she watched as the innocent-looking young man buried something on the screen.
She shuffled a bit further away without making a sound.
An hour later.
She watched as Wen Qingyu's character on screen gnawed at an arm, his mouth bloodied.
Her eyes twitched as she wanted to move further away.
An hour and a half later—
As the truth came to light, she found she couldn't look Wen Qingyu in the eye anymore.
"Um... I, I'm going to take a shower," Su Zhiruan said to the well-behaved Wen Qingyu, feeling the shock her heart had just endured, thinking she needed a break.
However.
Just as she was about to leave, her wrist was suddenly seized with force.
She was already moving quickly, wanting to leave as soon as possible, and the unexpected tug made her forget to react, falling straight toward the source of the pull.
"You said you weren't scared of me—" the young man caught her, his other hand encircling her waist.
His voice was filled with a whine, "Now you are scared of me, aren't you."