Male Sing and His Pet Owner: Chapter 8

In the past, when Zhan Hang suffered from insomnia, his previous assistant would bring him some melatonin and coax him into taking it, then go to sleep. But over time, the melatonin not only stopped working, but actually caused his sleepless episodes to increase in reverse.

The schedules of artists were already topsy turvy, and Zhan Hang’s situation made it even worse. The previous assistant truly couldn’t endure this torment, nor could he endure smelling the stink of cat poop every day. So he used the excuse of returning to his hometown to get married to his girlfriend, and resigned from this job.

Ten thousand a month, but exchanged for extremely irregular schedules and very poor sleep quality. Most importantly, he would get scolded by Zhan Hang every day. Many people were willing at first, but couldn’t sustain it over time.

The hall was very quiet. Only the extremely light operation sound of the air conditioner could be heard. Zhan Hang turned the TV volume very low and watched with an expressionless face, hugging a pillow. Zhao Kaile yawned while looking at his phone, frantically searching for ways to improve insomnia. He silently copied and pasted them into his notepad, preparing to start persuading Zhan Hang to strictly implement them tomorrow.

Past one o’clock, Zhao Kaile couldn’t hold out anymore. He fell asleep hugging his phone. Zhan Hang finished watching a movie, looked up and saw his head bobbing bit by bit, and was silently speechless.

He walked up to Zhao Kaile, reached out and gently pushed him. Zhao Kaile toppled over without any awareness.

“……..” The corner of Zhan Hang’s mouth twitched slightly: “And you said you’d stay up with me?”

Zhao Kaile’s phone slid to one side. The screen was still lit, in standby mode. Zhan Hang picked it up and looked. There were actually more than a dozen alarm reminders. He thought for a moment, reached out and turned off a few, pushed back the early rising alarm by two hours, set all of them to take effect once, then placed the phone back beside Zhao Kaile and said softly: “Not to be taken as a precedent.”

The next morning at ten thirty, Zhao Kaile woke up to the frantic vibration and ringing of his alarm. He was so frightened he rolled over and fell onto the floor with a thud. The air conditioning blanket on him was pulled by him and slid to one side.

Looking at the time, he had another heart attack. While in pain, he recalled his grand boast last night about accompanying Zhan Hang in staying up late. Zhao Kaile’s brain shut down on the spot.

Close call…….. Zhan Hang also didn’t seem to be up yet.

Brain rebooting, Zhao Kaile came to his senses. He immediately got up lightly and swiftly, rushed to the kitchen to cut and wash the ingredients, put them in the pot with rice to stew together. Then he went to the cat room to first scoop the cat poop clean, finally rushed into the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. After tidying up, he opened the pot lid to check on the porridge, added a bit more sugar, stirred with a spoon, turned to low heat and continued cooking.

His phone notification tone rang again. It was a text from Lu Jiayin.

Lu Jiayin: Lele, Brother Hang has a cocktail party to attend tonight. Remember to remind him. The makeup artist and stylist will come over in the afternoon. ^_^

Zhao Kaile: Okay.

Cocktail party? There should be other celebrities attending too, right?

After replying to the text, Zhao Kaile turned off the heat, served a bowl and placed it in the hall. He prepared to go to the third floor to knock on Zhan Hang’s door. Before he could knock, the door opened from inside first.

Zhan Hang stood at the doorway with an irritable face and asked: “What time is it?”

Zhao Kaile hurriedly said: “A bit past ten thirty, Brother Hang!”

“Then that’s almost eleven…….. Lower your voice!” Zhan Hang clearly hadn’t slept enough. He cursed as he walked downstairs: “You’re giving me a headache.”

Zhao Kaile reached out and put an imaginary lock on his own mouth, following closely behind him step by step, waiting for instructions at any moment.

Zhan Hang smelled the fragrance of the millet porridge. He sat at the table in the posture of a grand master, tilted his head to indicate Zhao Kaile to serve him a bowl. The latter understood and nodded, nimbly bringing up a bowl and saying: “Careful, it’s hot.”

“So little?” Zhan Hang glanced at it: “Are you feeding a cat?” He paused and asked again: “Did you feed the cats?”

Zhao Kaile coaxed: “I fed them. Brother Hang, the auntie will come to cook soon. You woke up late, so just drink a bit to fill your stomach.”

Zhan Hang accepted this explanation and nodded reluctantly. He let the porridge cool and took a sip, saying: “In the future……..”

“In the future I will wake you up earlier.” Zhao Kaile said seriously: “Starting from today, I will try my best to persuade you to sleep early. Sleeping early is the first essential element of waking up early.”

Zhan Hang: “……..”

What’s going on? You said everything, what am I supposed to say?

Zhan Hang scolded: “You’re not allowed to interrupt when I’m speaking.”

Zhao Kaile nodded frantically.

Past four in the afternoon, the makeup artist and stylist arrived one after another. Zhao Kaile sat to one side watching the two of them fuss over Zhan Hang, clicking his tongue in wonder in his heart.

It’s only when there are people nearby that the male celebrity behaves so amicably.

“Hello.” The makeup artist glanced at Zhao Kaile and asked casually: “Could you help get some water?”

Zhao Kaile got up: “Okay okay.”

When he returned, he was holding a disposable paper cup filled with water.

The makeup artist: “……..”

Zhao Kaile had a completely baffled expression. The makeup artist was somewhat between laughter and tears, about to explain again, when Zhan Hang spoke: “Zhao Kaile, go see what’s wrong with KIKI. Why is she scratching at the door.”

The makeup artist had no choice but to get the water herself. Zhao Kaile walked to the front of the cat room to check the situation, his face full of bafflement. KIKI was chasing TITI around. There was no door scratching at all.

How could Zhan Hang possibly see KIKI scratching at the door from the first floor?

Zhao Kaile rubbed his chin and discovered that there was only one truth: Zhan Hang wanted to get rid of him.

The specific reason he didn’t know, nor did he dare to ask. He had no choice but to honestly hide in the cat room and play with the cats. TITI jumped to the highest level of the cat tree, looking down with disdain at the meowing KIKI below. KIKI walked around below, looking up at her, but could only rage helplessly.

Zhao Kaile sat on the small stool watching with great interest. He couldn’t help but smile at TITI: “You must be Zhan Hang’s biological child.”

Near six o’clock, Zhan Hang’s styling was finally finished after much fuss. The two teachers politely said their goodbyes and left. Zhao Kaile leaned over the second floor railing to peek. Zhan Hang frowned: “What are you still standing there for?”

Zhao Kaile ran down carrying his bag, his tone still carrying some anticipation: “The cats are fed. Are we heading out now?”

Zhan Hang saw his down to earth outfit, his tone carrying disgust and extreme sharp sarcasm: “I should have had them fix you up too. You’re going out dressed like this?”

Zhao Kaile: “……..”

I’m a country bumpkin, alright? I am a country bumpkin!

Zhan Hang flicked his wrist to check his watch and said grumpily: “Come with me.”

Zhao Kaile didn’t dare breathe loudly, silently following behind him into the room.

Zhan Hang sized up the wardrobe, casually picked out a pair of pants and threw them to him to change into. After circling around to look twice, he flipped his collar and unbuttoned two buttons, revealing a bit of collarbone.

Their heads were drawn a bit close. Zhao Kaile stared at Zhan Hang’s lowered eyelashes, his heart thumping wildly. He felt the atmosphere at this moment was extremely strange.

Zhan Hang withdrew his hands, then frowned and looked at his shoes. But Zhao Kaile’s shoe size was two sizes smaller than his. There was really no suitable pair to be found for the moment, so he had to give up. When he looked up again, he saw Zhao Kaile’s two hands拘谨地 grabbing the straps of his bag. He said grumpily with mockery: “What generation are you from? Does someone your age carry a bag like this?”

Zhao Kaile was on the verge of tears. Zhan Hang didn’t want to hear his explanation either. He pulled the bag and changed its direction to a normal crossbody, then squatted down to roll up a bit of his pant cuffs. After that, he casually ruffled his hair twice and applied some hair gel, finally finishing the job.

By this point, Zhao Kaile was already delirious. His heart was going boom boom boom, dropping atomic bombs. My god! The male celebrity actually squatted down to roll up my pant cuffs!!

Zhan Hang pushed him in front of the mirror to look, nodded. Setting aside the shoes, he was barely passable as a sunny little trendy guy.

Zhao Kaile stammered: “Thank you, Brother Hang……..”

“Have you ever seen an assistant being waited on by their own boss? Be secretly happy.” Zhan Hang went to the bathroom to wash his hands, checked his own clothes and hairstyle once over, and let out a noble and coldly gorgeous hum from his nasal cavity.

Zhao Kaile cursed in his heart that he hadn’t asked for help, but his face still showed sincere gratitude: “Brother Hang, you are like an angel, your tenderness warms my heart.”

Zhan Hang: “……..What nonsense, let’s go.”

Zhao Kaile followed behind him giggling. He discovered that Zhan Hang was actually quite awkward. For example, right now, although Zhan Hang appeared quite impatient on the surface, it could be seen that his mood was actually pretty good.

When getting in the car, the driver deliberately took a couple more looks at Zhao Kaile and opened his mouth to praise: “Looking quite handsome today.”

Zhao Kaile chuckled: “Brother Hang helped me fix up.”

The driver nodded: “Not bad, not bad.”

Zhan Hang closed his eyes to rest without making a sound. Zhao Kaile stopped talking then, gave the driver uncle a silent shush, and busied himself with his phone, frantically catching up on films and TV dramas Zhan Hang had acted in before.

He had a preference for ancient costume xianxia dramas. Zhan Hang had happened to act in one, playing the second male lead, his look neither outstanding nor terrible.

Zhao Kaile exclaimed that the stylist must have had a grudge against him, thinking to himself that this headpiece was too exaggerated. Even immortals would look ugly wearing it! Only Brother Hang could pull it off!

After watching two episodes at double speed, the SUV had barely broken through the congested traffic flow and entered the underground parking lot.

The driver complained: “This hour is exactly rush hour. Can’t be helped.”

“Ah well.” Zhao Kaile put away his phone and said: “Then uncle, we’ll head off first. See you later.”

The driver: “Okay, you two take care.”

Zhan Hang put on his sunglasses. Under Zhao Kaile’s more or less present care, he walked out of the SUV and casually swept his gaze around. He discovered that the parking lot already had many various luxury cars parked, and let out a slightly tired sigh.

Zhao Kaile keenly detected his emotional change and cast a concerned look.

Zhan Hang looked at him and said coldly: “You think it’s interesting? The first half is everyone gathering to blow hot air, the second half is desperately networking. Nothing interesting about it.”

Zhao Kaile thought aggrievedly that he didn’t think it was interesting…….. alright alright, he was a little bit expectant.

Zhan Hang seemed to see through his inner thoughts and added seriously: “Don’t go flirting with every female celebrity you see. I don’t want to end up on the hot search because of you.”

“……..” Storms raged and thunder crashed in Zhao Kaile’s heart, but his mouth said calmly: “Okay.”