After the Secrets of the Passerby Were Leaked, He Was Cherished by the Entire Family of Antagonists

Chapter 109

The first time Zhang Qiran and Song Zhehan met as adults was in a waiting room before the recording of a variety show.

At that time, Song Zhehan had only been in the entertainment industry for a few months, but thanks to his good looks and popular image, he had already gained some fame. The show’s production team had arranged a private waiting room for him.@@@@

After his makeup was done, there was still some time before the show’s recording began. Song Zhehan leaned back with his eyes closed, resting.

It was then that someone knocked on the door.

Lazily, Song Zhehan lifted his eyelids.

His assistant stood up, saying, "It’s probably a staff member. I’ll get the door."

Song Zhehan always took his work seriously, and hearing that it might be a staff member, he inhaled slightly, immediately switching to the gentle and polite expression he reserved for the public.

But when the door opened, it wasn’t a staff member who appeared—it was a young man with striking looks. Song Zhehan’s gaze first fell on his eyes, and his attention gradually focused.

Caught off guard by Song Zhehan’s intense stare, the young man seemed startled. His eyes turned slightly red, and he spoke with a mix of excitement and nervousness, his voice trembling, "H-hello... I’m Zhang Qiran, a guest on this episode too. I just wanted to... greet Song..."

Hearing this, everyone in the room understood.

The entertainment industry was much like any other workplace—whether you wanted to or not, certain social courtesies had to be observed.

Even someone as proud as Song Zhehan had, when he first entered the industry, followed his agent around to greet all the senior actors on set.

It wasn’t particularly good, nor was it bad.

In fact, Song Zhehan didn’t even associate Zhang Qiran with Xiang Yang at the time.

He simply didn’t dislike Zhang Qiran.

Perhaps that’s why, when that bucket of ice water was dumped on him later, Song Zhehan’s attitude toward Zhang Qiran shifted dramatically.

It was a freezing winter day. Even though the room was heated, the ice cubes in the water that splashed onto Song Zhehan had barely melted. The shock of the cold water made him almost forget he was on camera—he struggled to maintain his usual calm expression.

Thankfully, Zhang Qiran rushed over, anxiously apologizing, which helped Song Zhehan regain some composure. "It’s fine," he said.

After speaking, he even gave Zhang Qiran a faint smile.

His deep, dark eyes left Zhang Qiran momentarily stunned.

From childhood to adulthood, Song Zhehan had never really changed.

He was petty, vengeful, sarcastic, and sharp-tongued, but he wasn’t unreasonable.

So even though he was angry, he didn’t show it on his face. Instead, he thought through what had happened—why did Zhang Qiran spill the water on him?

They weren’t even on the same team. Young people got carried away in games, and getting splashed was understandable. It wasn’t a big deal.

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