Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity-Chapter 592 - 313 Pei Muchan Settles Scores After Autumn

Chapter 592: Chapter 313 Pei Muchan Settles Scores After Autumn Chapter 592 -313 Pei Muchan Settles Scores After Autumn After busying oneself for an entire year, with the arrival of autumn and winter, it seems everyone likes to laze around.

Xu Qingyan and the people around him slowed down their work pace, while Sky Light Film and Television continued to digest the fruits of the four-part sitcom trilogy in pursuit of copyright cooperation.

As the autumn wind blew, Pei Muchan instantly reverted to her hamster nature and began to skip work.

Lin Wanzhou stopped rushing to release albums and do promotions, shrinking her performance plan to thirty percent.

Until the end of the year, she wouldn’t be too busy, and the days she returned to Xinghai could be counted on two hands.

Xu Qingyan lived a rather leisurely life after things settled down.

In addition to needing some rest, he also needed to prepare for the company’s next movie script in his spare time.

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Of course, the style would still continue to be comedic; a sudden change in style would be difficult both for the audience and the company.

To break out of one’s comfort zone, one must first have a comfort zone, right?

On another note, it was time for him to make some social contributions.

Charities were a bit too remote for him.

It wasn’t something that ordinary people could play with, as the waters were too deep and not worth wading into.

It was better to carry out charity initiatives related to the company’s profits in the company’s name.

Some sort of plan would do, be it a Spring Plan or an Autumn Plan.

As long as it didn’t interfere with others, using his own money to do small-scale charitable work was not a problem.

For instance, donating books or starting a dinner plan might even require establishing a department.

For Xu Qingyan, this was not a burden as he had already proven.

Sky Light Film and Television would continue to make money as long as he kept turning the film library in his mind into reality.

In a sense, as long as he maintained a proper balance, his works would not fail.

Engaging in some charitable projects to give back to society was all benefit and no harm for him.

As long as he didn’t overstep, it wouldn’t become a burden.

However, the most pressing matter at hand was still the movie script.

With these thoughts, he leaned back in his chair.

Click, the door to the music studio opened, and the sound of footsteps approached from the corridor.

Pei Muchan’s figure lingered at the glass door before finally pushing it open.

After late October, she had almost always holed up in the studio, writing songs and being idle.

When asked about it, Pei Muchan’s face turned slightly red and she said, “Isn’t the reason to be able to loaf around in winter why I chose to become a singer?”

Hearing this, Xu Qingyan found himself at a loss for words.

These past two weeks, he watched her make coffee every day, read books, and even nurture a potted plant.

If it rained, she’d drag a chair out to the hallway to play on her phone, utterly relaxed and carefree.

Asked what she was doing, she’d say she was gathering material, and if pressed again, she’d be asleep.

The longer he spent with her, the more Xu Qingyan realized that Pei Muchan and Lin Wanzhou were two totally different types of people.

Perhaps the commonality was that both women were rational enough to work when there was work to be done.

But once her goals were achieved, Pei Muchan’s innate laziness surfaced.

She behaved as if she was saying, “Who am I earning for?

Better to rest and take care of my skin.”

Xu Qingyan could sense that Lin Wanzhou didn’t want to be busy all the time either, but she wasn’t alone and couldn’t act wilfully, always having to consider the future of the studio.

Moreover, Wen Yun treated her like a daughter, and along with Qi Ting, they were essentially her family.

Their business was their collective hope for Lin Wanzhou, not so much about money.

That’s why Lin Wanzhou was busy almost every day.

Speaking of which, there was also a factor of Xu Qingyan’s own doing.

Originally, there was a time when Lin Wanzhou had a break and could spend a few legitimate days with him.

But because of someone’s special request, Lin Wanzhou ended up performing in the south of Yunnan for a month.

Although this expanded her fame and brought in a good profit.

Afterward, Lin Wanzhou would get angry every time it was mentioned.

“Playing games again?” Pei Muchan entered the room and brewed a cup of coffee, tapping the cup, “Why don’t I see you visit the company?

You’ve been hanging around my place all day.”

“Want me to leave?” he asked.

“No, I just find it strange.

You were so busy before, it seemed like you never came by here.” Pei Muchan leisurely took a sip of her coffee.

“You used to come in a rush, making me wonder what you were up to.

You had the look of someone with unfulfilled desires, and then you’d rush off again.”

“I thought President Xu was mad at me?”

Xu Qingyan: “….”

“When did you learn to speak with such hidden barbs?”

Pei Muchan spat out two words, “Instinct.”

Cold sweat broke out on Xu Qingyan.

He had been too busy before and always felt that Pei Muchan was acting strange.

But he hadn’t been exactly as she described, with unfulfilled desires.

He had just come by to hug her occasionally, without doing any odd behavior.

Well…

that probably didn’t count for once.

In any case, in Xu Qingyan’s view, as long as there wasn’t sex, there was no release of desires.

But he hadn’t expected Pei Muchan to be so perceptive of emotions; now she was starting to settle accounts after the fact.

“No, I just…” Xu Qingyan ran out of fucks to give, caught by the short hairs.

He had always focused on the bigger picture while neglecting the small, but now small matters were coming back to haunt him.

“Err, why are you drinking coffee?

Won’t you have trouble sleeping?”

“Don’t change the subject.

My insomnia got better already, I remember telling you about it last month.” Pei Muchan hooked her snow-white jawline with her finger, then gently tapped her neck.

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Tilting her head, she asked, “Did you forget?”

“That…

No…

I didn’t.” Xu Qingyan was flustered by her demeanor; indeed, he had no recollection at all.

Damn it, had she really said that?

What can I say?

Facing Pei Muchan’s retroactive questioning, although Xu Qingyan was flustered, he wasn’t afraid.

He didn’t fear settling accounts but was wary of fairies who would silently sentence you without a word if you said the wrong thing.

He hated sentiments like “One with heart doesn’t need teaching, and one without it can’t learn,” “A woman’s thoughts are meant to be guessed,” and “If I don’t say it, will you do nothing?”