QWAPMP Chapter 67

The Sixty-Seventh CEO Male Supporting Character

Not long after they left the sanatorium, the sanatorium welcomed another distinguished guest. His arrival even prompted the director to personally come out to greet him; after all, this sanatorium was an asset of the Song Corporation.

The director led Song Yang to the room and spoke about Song Wang’s mental state over the past few days. “Someone visited him this morning, and his mental state remained very good after they left.”

Hearing this, Song Yang slowed his hand as he pushed the door open. Thinking of Huosang from the morning, he understood clearly who had come to see Song Wang.

Ever since Song Wang moved into the sanatorium five years ago, his contact with the outside world had been pitifully little. Few people came to see him, and few knew that the Song family had an illegitimate son named Song Wang.

The ward door opened, revealing Song Wang lying flat on the hospital bed, as if asleep. His pale face had a hint of color from the sunlight streaming through the window, but the hands resting on his abdomen were skin and bones, and there were several scars on his wrists.

Knowing the reason for his changed fate, Song Wang had attempted self-harm more than once, but each time he was discovered by those monitoring him and saved.

Faced with Song Wang’s self-harm, it was impossible to say Song Yang was indifferent. He also blamed Song Wang for their parents’ mistakes, once speaking recklessly and cursing his mother as cheap, and calling Song Wang the child of a cheap person, unworthy of living.

It wasn’t until Song Wang wanted to atone for his mother that Song Yang calmed down and slowly understood that Song Wang himself was innocent. He was born unwanted, and the few years he was loved were only because Tang Wen thought he was her biological son.

Although they were born on the same day, Song Wang’s body was extremely weak, the reason being that he was prematurely removed by Tang Fei via forced cesarean section before full term.

The evening sun was warm and comfortable, and the gentle breeze lightly stirred the curtains. Song Yang leaned by the window, quietly watching the sunset, waiting for Song Wang to wake up.

A face appeared in his mind, gentle yet unfeeling, elusive, yet irresistibly drawing him closer.

Song Yang even felt a bit regretful internally. If it weren’t for the sudden incident on the exploration program, he and Yan Ye could have spent a few more days together on the island. Unlike now, where he had to not only search for that person but also find an excuse to see them!

Thinking of this, Song Yang took out his phone and sent a message to his assistant. He wanted to know Yan Ye’s schedule for the past few days.

In less than three seconds, the assistant responded instantly. Song Yang’s phone chimed, and the person on the bed also woke up from a shallow sleep.

Seeing Song Yang, Song Wang was confused for a moment and didn’t speak first.

He knew Song Yang didn’t like him, but he didn’t know why he was here today!

Song Yang finished reading the assistant’s message, put down his phone with satisfaction, and asked, “Someone came to see you today?”

Song Wang didn’t know what he was thinking, and his response was a little hesitant.

Song Yang asked simply and directly, “How did you two meet? And what’s your relationship?”

Song Wang’s face turned pale, mistakenly thinking Song Yang was questioning him. “He’s my friend.” One of the few friends he had.

“Since he’s a friend, then you can have him visit you more often in the future.” This way, perhaps Song Wang wouldn’t constantly think about dying, and he wouldn’t need people to monitor Song Wang all day long.

Song Wang didn’t know what was on his mind, but he could only agree. Then he watched as Song Yang inexplicably arrived and inexplicably left.

In summary, Song Wang’s feelings towards Song Yang were very complex. He was his older brother, but what else? He couldn’t say, so seeing him always filled his heart with pain and sorrow.

Not long after, Huosang received a strange message. The message said Song Wang had suicidal tendencies and his mental state was not good, asking him to spend more time with Song Wang when he was free, and that Huosang could name any reward he wanted.

Of course, whether to agree or not was Song Yang’s business!

That day, Huosang was just about to accept the male lead role in an upcoming horror film and was already having dinner with the director. Seeing this message, he decided not to take the film, and pushing Yan Ye forward, braving the director’s murderous gaze.

With an urgent call for help from a friend, Huosang tricked Yan Ye into coming to the dinner table. When the director saw Yan Ye in person, his angry face gained a few smiles, and only then did he let Huosang off the hook and give the role to Yan Ye.

The buzz about Crescent Island hadn’t completely faded, and Yan Ye was a net celebrity at this time. Having him play the male lead would bring his own traffic, and the director was more than willing. After all, surviving a great disaster might mean future blessings, and perhaps their film would be a hit!

The director filmed and sought investment with this mindset, never expecting to attract a big shot who single-handedly covered all the investment. This filled him with confidence until he saw the investor’s grim face, gesturing and criticizing his filming, which made the director strongly consider changing investors.

The filming location was an abandoned school. The film was about a group of young people enthusiastic about exploration who encounter ghosts. Yan Ye played young person number one, the so-called male lead, with the most screen time, and also had an unusual emotional storyline, which was falling in love with a female ghost.

Song Yang couldn’t stand seeing Yan Ye and the actress playing the female ghost getting too close, let alone the director constantly speaking into a megaphone, “Yan Ye, your emotional scene is here, right now, you need to be gentle, lightly, slowly, kiss the female ghost’s fore-forehead…”

With a clatter, chalk flew between the two actors. Before the director finished speaking, the beautiful scene of human-ghost love was mercilessly interrupted by Song Yang with chalk. The director dared to be angry but didn’t dare to speak.

Song Yang’s face was grim, his voice gritted through his teeth, “Are you filming a horror movie or a pornographic film? Do you still want it to be released in cinemas?”

Director, “???” No, it was a gentle forehead kiss! How did that become a pornographic film?

Yan Ye didn’t know what he was trying to cause, but thinking that this kissing scene might not need to be filmed because of Song Yang’s words, he selectively viewed Song Yang’s unreasonable behavior.

The actress beside him smiled awkwardly. When she heard Song Yang mention pornographic film, she awkwardly pulled down her short skirt.

No one wanted to be labeled as filming a pornographic film.

Song Yang took the actor’s script, nitpicking, “You’re filming a horror film, a thriller, why do you need so many emotional scenes? To pander to the public?”

Director, “…” That’s not how you use ‘pander to the public’!

That’s what he thought inwardly, but on the surface, the director still said with a smile, “Mr. Song is right, I’ll have the scriptwriter revise it right away!”

The scriptwriter who had to revise the script was glaring at Song Yang so intensely it looked like they wanted to bore a hole through him, but unfortunately Song Yang didn’t notice and took a satisfied sip of his coffee.

When it was time for other people’s scenes, Yan Ye finally had time to walk over and ask, “Is Mr. Song very free?”

Song Yang’s gaze openly stared at his body, which had just taken off its clothes. His abdominal muscles were firm and good-looking, making one involuntarily want to reach out and touch them, to possess them!

His gaze was too direct, which finally made the director who saw this scene understand something. He sighed inwardly, walked over to the scriptwriter, who looked completely resigned, and said, “Remove all of Yan Ye’s intimate scenes!”

The scriptwriter asked, “Why?”

The director sighed and said with the tone of someone with experience, “You’ll understand in the future!”

The scriptwriter swallowed the words he wanted to curse out, and revised the script with a face that wanted to cry but had no tears. If he ever added emotional scenes to a horror movie again, he was a dog!

To hide his direct gaze, Song Yang put on a pair of sunglasses, leaned back, and said arrogantly, “What? I’m your boss, can’t I visit the set?”

Yan Ye found a chair and sat down. “Yang Fan and Xie Jifeng are filming in the same crew, aren’t you going to visit the set?”

Previously, Xie Jifeng mentioned in the exploration program crew that Director Qiu had a script and was looking for actors. Yang Fan actually went to audition and happened to be selected, which is why he was in the same crew as Xie Jifeng.

Yang Fan played the third male lead, and Xie Jifeng played the male lead. Although they were not at the same level of popularity, the two characters were closely related, brothers, which was conducive to the development of their relationship.

Song Yang’s reaction wasn’t very big, saying as if he had amnesia, “I’m not close to them!”

Somehow, ever since he met Yan Ye, he found his mind much broader, and he had let go of his little bit of jealousy towards Xie Jifeng! Naturally, he was no longer fixated on Yang Fan.

Thinking it over and over, there was only one possibility: he had met someone who made him even more angry than Xie Jifeng, and that was the ruthless man in front of him!

Yan Ye smiled slightly. “It’s good that Mr. Song has figured it out. I thought Mr. Song would hang himself on the tree of Yang Fan!”

In that case, his task was also a matter of time until the two male leads got together!

Song Yang took off his sunglasses, tilted his head, looked at Yan Ye, and snorted coldly, “No, I plan to hang on a different tree.”

Yan Ye, “…” He hoped it wasn’t what he was thinking, otherwise it would be troublesome and clingy!

Director, “…” Holy cow, holy cow, what did he just hear that he shouldn’t have?

As if to confirm Yan Ye’s thoughts, Song Yang was indeed clingy. Visiting the set when he was filming was one thing, but he also, in the name of being the boss, ostensibly arranged employee accommodation for Yan Ye, only for Yan Ye to arrive at the ‘dormitory’ and see a two-story private villa.

Song Yang slowly squeezed into Yan Ye’s personal life in an overbearing manner. Yan Ye implicitly allowed it, and aside from occasionally giving Song Yang a cold shoulder, he never truly got angry.

Song Yang wanted to get into his bed, so he unfailingly gave the other party a glass of drugged milk every day. Then every morning, he would always see the angry youth kicking his door.

“Yan Ye, did you drug me with sleeping pills again yesterday? Why did I wake up in my own room?” Song Yang was furious. Last night, he had clearly gotten into Yan Ye’s bed in advance.

However, this wasn’t the first time this had happened. Yan Ye was already used to it. He calmly got up, brushed his teeth, washed his face, and went downstairs for breakfast, with a gritting-toothed youth following behind him.

A sandwich was treated as if it were Yan Ye, bitten fiercely by Song Yang several times. Still not satisfied, he said fiercely, “Just you wait.”

Yan Ye smiled as he watched him, seeming amused by the youth’s enraged appearance. As he left, he passed by him, bending slightly. Just then, Song Yang turned his head, and a kiss landed on his forehead.

It was very light, like being gently stroked by a feather, and very fast. It was so fast that before Song Yang could react, the person was gone.

Song Yang’s ears were hot, his fingers clenched the cutlery, his heart raced uncontrollably. He stared longingly at the rapidly disappearing back. When he finally reacted, he spoke without thinking, “What kiss?” His voice slowly became smaller, “And why not kiss for a bit longer!”

The latter sentence seemed to be spoken to himself.

Song Yang was clinging tightly to Yan Ye and was accidentally seen by Xie Jifeng several times. To deal with his love rival, Xie Jifeng told Yang Fan about this.

After hearing this, Yang Fan thought Song Yang was pursuing Yan Ye. When he met Yan Ye, he kindly warned Yan Ye to be careful of Song Yang’s gentle trap.

To thank him, Yan Ye invited him for coffee and incidentally inquired about the feelings of the two male leads.

Hearing Yan Ye mention Xie Jifeng, a hint of unnaturalness flashed across Yang Fan’s face. He said verbally that they were just senior and junior colleagues. Yan Ye didn’t ask further, stopping there.

The next time they met was half a year later when Yan Ye received wedding candies and news of Yang Fan’s marriage. The Book of Reincarnation showed the mission was completed, and he could leave.

That day, Song Yang was invited to the Qin family banquet. Qin Yan had retired from the entertainment industry and formally taken over the family business. Dressed in a high-end suit, he possessed an extraordinary demeanor, mature and steady while talking and laughing, no longer the Qin Yan from the entertainment industry.

He was not timid when facing Song Yang, his smile was calm and unhurried, and he spoke with appropriate reserve and confidence.

After not seeing him for half a year, Qin Yan had matured a lot. Song Yang took another look at him and drank a few more glasses of wine.

Listening to others praise Qin Yan, he couldn’t help but compare Yan Ye with him in his heart. After a few seconds, Song Yang hummed to himself, Yan Ye is good, his man is a hundred times better than Qin Yan. If these people saw Yan Ye, they would praise him sky-high!

The muddled Song Yang didn’t think about why these people praised Qin Yan, or why Yan Ye would be praised sky-high if they saw him! All he wanted now was to go home and get into Yan Ye’s bed.

Song Yang asked his assistant to send him home early. Upon arriving home, he tore off the tie from his collar, tossed it aside, and turned around to see the person he wanted to see sitting on the sofa.

Alcohol made his brain think a step slower. Song Yang pounced towards Yan Ye on the sofa, cupping his chin. His eyes were hazy with drunkenness, and he spoke incoherently, “Mine, best…”

What he actually wanted to say was, my man is the best!

Yan Ye was waiting for Song Yang. After spending more than half a year together, he wanted to say goodbye to the other party, but he didn’t expect Song Yang to be drunk.

Yan Ye pushed the person lying on him. He was also forced into a semi-reclining position on the sofa. His tone was speechless, “If I knew you’d drink this much, I wouldn’t have waited for you.”

Song Yang’s ears twitched, as if startled. His fingers clutched his clothes, “Don’t, don’t leave without me…”

He spoke this clearly, but his mind was still not very clear. However, hearing Yan Ye’s words, he instinctively felt scared, afraid that someone would no longer wait for him.

Yan Ye didn’t understand his fear, so Yan Ye’s smile seemed a bit heartless. “Thank you for your care over the past half a year, Mr. Song. I have to go now.”

“Don’t go, please don’t go?” Song Yang tilted his head up in his arms, saying earnestly and stubbornly.

Yan Ye shook his head, his fingers gently covering the eyes that were about to cry. A part of his heart gently caved in.

A choking sound mixed with angry curses rang out, “How… You scumbag, a heartless bastard who just takes pleasure and leaves, a scoundrel who eats his fill and denies it…”

Yan Ye, “…” Was he that bad?

The person in his arms continued to curse, both cursing and biting, their voice mixed with sobs. Yan Ye only felt his palm grow warm and a little wet. He lowered his hand and saw that those beautiful eyes were red.

The defense line in Yan Ye’s heart softened for an instant because of those eyes. “Stop cursing, I’ll take responsibility!”

Song Yang’s cursing stopped. He asked, half-believing, half-doubting, “Really?”

Yan Ye wiped away the tears from the corner of his eyes, peeled a wedding candy Yang Fan had given him, and put it into Song Yang’s mouth. His tone was leisurely, “Mhm… Really.”

A hint of seriousness appeared in those unfeeling eyes.

Song Yang raised his hand to wipe his eyes, then cupped Yan Ye’s face. His tone was different from usual, with a hint of coquettishness, “Then can I kiss you?”

Using the excuse of being drunk, his skin was thicker than usual. He complained in his voice, “You won’t let me kiss you.”

Yan Ye took his hand away and slowly sat up from the sofa, one arm around him so that he wouldn’t stick to him like a dog-skin plaster. “Okay, you can kiss me, but you need to take a bath first.”

As soon as he heard he could kiss him, Song Yang’s expression was like a child who had received candy. He immediately got off him and stumbled towards the bathroom on the second floor.

By the time Yan Ye carried a bowl of hangover soup upstairs, Song Yang had already finished his bath and was in his pajamas, waiting eagerly for Yan Ye to come in.

Seeing Yan Ye, his eyes were fixed on him. “I’ve already taken a bath. Can I kiss you now?”

Yan Ye handed him the hangover soup in his hand, his voice laced with a smile, “Drink this first, then you can kiss me.”

Song Yang held the bowl with both hands and finished the bowl of hangover soup in one gulp. His current appearance was incredibly obedient, completely unlike the sober Song Yang.

“I finished drinking, I want a kiss.” Song Yang’s cheeks were flushed, perhaps due to the alcohol, or perhaps thinking about what was going to happen next.

In short, he got his wish. With Yan Ye’s tacit permission, he nervously clutched Yan Ye’s clothes, his warm lips pressed against him. His thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and his body cried out for more intimate physical contact.

One thing led to another naturally, and then things got out of hand. It wasn’t until the person beside him was completely asleep in the latter half of the night that Yan Ye truly began to consider his future life in this world.

He was not someone who broke his word. Since he promised Song Yang he wouldn’t leave, he would live in this world like an ordinary person. It wasn’t the first time he had stayed in a mission world to accompany a male supporting character for their entire life.

It was just that his state of mind was different. Now that he had no emotional ties, could he still be trapped by this person’s feelings like in the last world?

A curve appeared at the corner of Yan Ye’s lips. He wanted to see just how important this person was to him.

The sleeping Song Yang knew none of this. Following his instinct, he sought a warm place, resting his head on Yan Ye’s chest, sleeping soundly.

Ever since Yan Ye decided to stay in this world, he didn’t just take roles in horror films; he also started accepting major scripts from Tianyu.

Song Yang wasn’t someone who forgot everything after getting drunk and sleeping it off. On the contrary, he remembered everything that happened that night very clearly. It was precisely because of this that their relationship underwent a huge change.

Song Yang kept his affection for the person hidden, only throwing resources at him. But after Yan Ye accepted the resources he gave him and prepared to film, it would be several months later that Song Yang started regretting giving too many resources, which resulted in him not even being able to see the person. He was either filming or on the way to the set, and nine times out of ten, he couldn’t find him.

Not long after Yan Ye’s transformation, he collaborated with the two male leads in the same crew. All three had good acting skills, and the film was directed by the famous Director Yu. Coupled with being an adaptation of a highly popular IP, the box office exploded soon after its release. Yan Ye also happily won a Best Supporting Actor award, which further increased his workload.

Song Yang’s eyes went black when he saw his schedule. Seeing his popularity and the love and obsession of the audience and fans for him, he hardened his heart, took out a calendar, found an auspicious date, and dragged the person to the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

With two marriage certificates in hand, he immediately started arranging the honeymoon without stopping. Only after everything was arranged did he inform Yan Ye after the fact.

He thought Yan Ye would be angry and blame him for taking matters into his own hands. He had already planned how to apologize and then shamelessly insist that the person go on the honeymoon with him.

Unexpectedly, Yan Ye stretched his back, nodded, and smiled, “Just arrange it, Mr. Song. I happen to want to rest for a while too.”

It took Yan Ye two years to go from a niche horror film actor to a second-tier actor.

These two years were spent filming, and he and Song Yang also spent more time apart than together. So he wasn’t angry about Song Yang’s arbitrary decision. Rather, he was very soft-hearted towards this person. As long as it wasn’t excessive, he let him do as he pleased.

Yan Ye knew clearly that as long as he was unwilling, no matter how Song Yang acted first and reported later, it wouldn’t work.

Song Yang was happy and also became more demanding. “Now that we have marriage certificates, shouldn’t you change the way you address me?”

Yan Ye asked, “Little Song?”

Song Yang slammed on the brakes, turned his head angrily to look at the man wearing a baseball cap in the passenger seat. His face was full of protest; he didn’t like this way of addressing him very much.

Yan Ye looked at the road ahead, a slight curve on his lips. “Wife?”

The address called out in a deep, pleasant voice made Song Yang’s ears burn. Before he could even say anything, he heard the man change the address again. “Never mind, let’s just call you A-Yang!”

Song Yang was silent for two seconds, then said awkwardly, “A-Yang it is!”

A low chuckle came from Yan Ye’s throat. He gently held the youth’s hair with one hand, took off the baseball cap and used it to block the front, and a gentle kiss landed on the corner of Song Yang’s lips.