Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

Chapter 662: Chapter 348: Reconciliation Chapter 662: Chapter 348: Reconciliation Li Yang fell silent in the living room, wondering why the room was mysteriously making some…

Hmm…

She played two rounds of games, losing one and winning the other, and Xu Qingyan emerged.

Coming out with him was Shen Jinyue, her face slightly flushed, and her gaze somewhat evasive.

Huh?

Still treating herself as a child?

To avoid embarrassment, Li Yang coughed.

“Actually, this is quite normal; I’ll head back to my room first.

Just call me if you need anything.”

Shen Jinyue’s face turned red immediately, “No, Li Li…

listen to me.”

Li Yang sighed, thinking to herself that she had already listened for almost an hour.

Listen to you explain in detail?

That’s just too embarrassing.

She quickly walked away.

Shen Jinyue watched her second-best friend leave, frozen in place, and then turned to look at Xu Qingyan.

“It’s all your fault!”

“Yep, all my fault,” Xu Qingyan admitted, verbally taking the blame but not really minding in his heart.

At this point, what else mattered?

Couldn’t care less, let it be whatever.

Destroy it!

Shen Jinyue’s face was flaming red, but she felt helpless and said looking upwards.

“So, what do you plan to do?”

“Let’s play it by ear.

Just don’t expose your position, or it’ll make me look too suspicious,” Xu Qingyan paused, “Forget it, it can’t be hidden anyway.”

“Let’s see then, do whatever you want.”

Shen Jinyue: “…Do you mean I can talk about it or not?”

“Have you been in touch with them recently?” Xu Qingyan asked in return.

“No.” Shen Jinyue shook her head, feeling somewhat downcast, “I haven’t really chatted with Sister Pei and Sister Zhouzhou recently, mainly because they’re so busy, and I…

feel a bit guilty.”

“Then let’s not talk for now.

Just keep it this way for a while.” Xu Qingyan didn’t have a better solution, hugged her, and after some more talking, he left.

In the afternoon, he cooked as usual.

With Li Yang upstairs, there wasn’t a need to worry about the food being too bad.

If needed, he could also use the excuse of going out to make a few dishes for them.

Currently, with Pei Muchan and Lin Wanzhou in a cold war, Xu Qingyan didn’t have to worry about slipping up.

If things got better, he couldn’t be so careless anymore.

For dinner, after each woman ate and left, Xu Qingyan had to alternately find them for conversations.

Otherwise, without any communication, a big boss might evolve.

Or even two.

Entering the door, it was the same routine, talking while working out.

Xu Qingyan had to talk to them when they were most receptive, which was not tough, just a bit hard on the back.

After two days like this, Xu Qingyan was like a messenger.

Zhou Mian called to tell him something seemed not quite right.

“It seems we need to prepare for the long haul, brother, I heard it’s at least a month of strict controls.

How are you holding up?”

“We’re fine here, long-term then,” Xu Qingyan was not worried.

At worst, everyone is in the same boat.

Medium-sized entertainment companies all struggle, while Sky Light has a solid foundation.

Their four-part sitcom series alone comprises a large portion of the current market’s sitcom viewership, with the rest being foreign sitcoms.

In other words, they can afford it.

The company’s structure is simple, unable to withstand the impact of a financial chain break.

It’s only because Sky Light invested all its earnings into movie projects.

This could result in two outcomes; either soaring high or crashing hard.

Evidently, Sky Light was the former, with its core being Xu Qingyan, excellent scripts, followed by the company structure, where everyone just needs to do their respective tasks.

In stages, producing movies and TV series that were slightly rough around the edges but very profitable.

“How about you?” Xu Qingyan asked.

“I’m okay,” Zhou Mian said, “Brother Xu, are you really not planning to come out?

Actually, the lockdown isn’t…”

“Yeah, don’t worry about me here,” Xu Qingyan interrupted, “I have my plans, you have important tasks to focus on, go attend to those.”

“Okay, Brother Xu, call me if you need anything.”

After hanging up, Xu Qingyan looked out towards the balcony and rubbed his temples.

Skating on thin ice these past few days, could he really make it to the other side?

One week passed like this!

Through Xu Qingyan’s soft persuasion and hard lobbying, the two women finally stopped staying in their rooms all day.

They no longer guarded their food at the dinner table, just not talking to each other.

At noon, Pei Muchan watched TV in the living room.

Lin Wanzhou was doing yoga a little farther away, neither glancing at the other.

These few days they maintained the understanding of returning to their rooms at night, then it was Xu Qingyan’s turn to attend to them by turns.

Though Pei Muchan was angry, she felt somewhat relieved.

At least she didn’t have to keep up appearances, feeling slightly as if the burden was shared, though just a tiny bit.

Lin Wanzhou didn’t hate Pei Muchan either, at most there was some conflict.

She was very clear about the situation, eighty percent of the fault lay with Xu Qingyan.

She assumed fifteen percent of the blame, the remaining five percent went to that old woman.

It all started with being able to talk things out properly, only for her to do such things.

She can’t back down now; it’s not a matter of generosity but of attitude.

If she retreated now, then she would continue to be passive in the future.

So, on an emotional level, Lin Wanzhou didn’t harbor anger towards Pei Muchan.

After all, like herself, Pei was at a loss, with most of the fault residing with Xu Qingyan.

But from a practical standpoint, she couldn’t blame Xu Qingyan, and of course, she didn’t blame Pei Muchan either.

No one to blame, they could only continue this standstill, instinctively giving way by a fraction.

Pei Muchan could easily walk away, given they had only been together for a couple of years.

Lin herself couldn’t; after finally finding her way back, if she let go now, who knows when…