Chapter 330: The Ninth Day in the Entertainment World

Chapter 330: Day Nine in the Entertainment Industry World

Half a step behind Lu Wenshi stood a man with an impeccably straight posture.

He wore a meticulously pressed suit that highlighted his broad shoulders and narrow waist, giving him an impeccable figure.

He looked to be about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a strikingly handsome, angular face, a high nose bridge, thin and sharp lips, and a clearly defined jawline.

His eyes were deep and piercing, his gaze cool and collected.

Just standing there, he gave off the impression that he was not someone to be messed with.

An Yi's gaze swept past Lu Wenshi and naturally settled on this unfamiliar man.

A lawyer?

"Old... M-Mr. An." Lu Wenshi almost let it slip, quickly correcting himself, a thin sheen of sweat breaking out on his forehead. "This is Attorney Yu Ziyun, here to handle the document signing. Attorney Yu, this is Mr. An Yi."

Yu Ziyun's gaze had already landed on An Yi the moment he opened the door.

His sharp eyes quickly scanned An Yi.

From his stunning face, to the superior bearing and build that even simple loungewear couldn't hide, to those clear, bottomless eyes that seemed to hold an endless sea of stars.

Even Yu Ziyun, who prided himself on being completely immune to beauty, couldn't help but feel a flicker of admiration at the sight.

But he quickly suppressed that emotion and resumed his composed, professional demeanor.

He gave An Yi a slight nod. "Mr. An, hello. I'm Yu Ziyun, retained by Mr. Lu Wenshi to handle the legal paperwork for your asset acquisition."

An Yi met his eyes, a warm smile spreading across his face as he stepped aside to let him in. "Attorney Yu, please come in."

The three of them entered the living room and sat down on the sofa.

Lu Wenshi sat at the very edge, placing the document folder on the coffee table with both hands, looking utterly submissive—a stark contrast to his usual arrogant demeanor at the office.

Yu Ziyun took in his reaction, a flicker of confusion crossing his sharp eyes.

Lu Wenshi might not be a top-tier player in the business world, but he was a shrewd and capable boss. Why would he appear so... fearful and submissive in front of this young artist named An Yi?

And why transfer shares and assets? He couldn't help but wonder.

His gaze shifted to An Yi. This young man was extraordinarily handsome, with a clean, gentle temperament that seemed almost too good to be true. But for some reason, Lu Wenshi was terrified of him?

Never judge a book by its cover?

"Mr. An, these are the share transfer agreements, asset inventories, and related legal documents..." Yu Ziyun laid out the documents one by one from the thick stack, beginning to explain in an even voice:

"According to the agreement, Mr. Lu Wenshi will unconditionally transfer all shares he holds in Sparkle Star Entertainment, as well as designated real estate and a portion of liquid assets, to your name. As your attorney..."

As he explained, his gaze kept subtly lingering on An Yi's face, not missing a single micro-expression.

However, An Yi's reaction surprised him again.

This young man, listening to terms that would change most people's lives with such enormous wealth at stake, remained utterly calm—his lashes didn't even flutter.

This was truly a massive fortune, yet this young man seemed completely indifferent to it.

He'd seen in the paperwork that this young man was only eighteen...

These riches, which most people would kill for, seemed to him no different from the potted plant on the windowsill.

What struck Yu Ziyun even more were An Yi's eyes.

When he listened attentively, his gaze was clear and focused, incredibly soothing to behold. But when he occasionally looked up and met Yu Ziyun's eyes, there was a fleeting glimpse in the depths—a kind of... serene detachment, as if looking down at the world from above the clouds. When Yu Ziyun looked again, it seemed like an illusion.

This godlike aloofness, contrasted with his extremely gentle and pure exterior, created a striking dichotomy that exuded a fatal, almost inhuman allure.

Yu Ziyun found himself unable to tear his gaze away.

He'd met all kinds of people—the greedy, the hypocritical, the cowardly, the shrewd... but never anyone like An Yi.

He was like an enigma.

"Those are the general terms." Yu Ziyun finished his explanation, lowering his gaze as he pushed several documents requiring signatures toward An Yi. "If you have no other questions, you can sign your name here, and here... then press your fingerprint."

An Yi picked up the pen and signed his name where Yu Ziyun had indicated.

His handwriting was elegant and flowing, with a unique character—just like him, strikingly beautiful.

Throughout the signing process, Yu Ziyun's gaze mostly stayed on An Yi's hands and the documents, making sure everything was in order.

But only he knew how much of his attention was actually on the young man signing before him.

He even had a rare moment of distraction while a client signed important documents—once again wondering who exactly this An Yi was.

What had gone on between him and Lu Wenshi?

Why was Lu Wenshi so terrified of him? And how could he accept this bizarre asset transfer so calmly?

"Done." An Yi set down the pen and gently pushed the signed documents back.

Yu Ziyun collected himself, checked the signatures, confirmed they were correct, and organized the documents.

He looked up at An Yi. "The signing is complete. I'll handle the registration and transfer procedures."

Yu Ziyun's voice remained steady, but if you listened closely, it seemed to have lost some of its professional coldness: "Mr. An, if you ever need any legal help in the future, feel free to contact me."

With that, he took a business card from his inner suit pocket—bearing only a name and contact information—and handed it to An Yi.

An Yi looked at the card extended toward him, then raised his eyes to meet Yu Ziyun's deep, sharp gaze, which now seemed to hold something more.

His warm smile paused for a moment, then his eyes curved again, like a spring breeze melting the last of winter's frost—so beautiful it was almost dizzying.

He reached out with his fair, slender fingers and took the card.

"Thank you, Attorney Yu." An Yi's voice was warm and pleasant as he set the card aside casually.

Yu Ziyun's gaze lingered on An Yi's hand for a brief moment as he took the card, his fingertips curling slightly before he stood up. "Well then, I won't disturb your rest any longer, Mr. An. Mr. Lu, let's go."

Lu Wenshi, visibly relieved, quickly stood up and headed for the door with Yu Ziyun.

An Yi walked them to the door, waiting until it closed, sealing off the outside world.

Standing in the elevator, Yu Ziyun found himself replaying every detail of his encounter with An Yi.

The young man's looks, voice, gaze—especially that calmness and mystery...

He furrowed his brow slightly, then quickly relaxed it, a barely perceptible smile forming at the corner of his lips.