Unable to be Arrogant [Entertainment Circle] | Chapter 128 | New Year's Blessings | Novela.app

Fine snow drifted outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, while red lanterns in the courtyard swayed gently in the twilight. Jiang Siyang stood on his tiptoes to straighten the last window paper-cut, his fingers tracing the winding lines of the "Fu" character on the glass. "Done." Jiang Siyang nodded with satisfaction and returned to the living room. As he turned, he accidentally brushed against an enamel vase, causing several sprigs of wintersweet to flutter down onto the smart vacuum robot. Jiang Siyang hurried to pick them up. Just as he gathered them in his hand, Zhang Jin’an walked over with long, confident strides. Zhang Jin’an’s eyes were fixed solely on his lover. He watched him with a beaming smile for a good while before noticing the handful of flowers in Jiang Siyang’s hand. "What’s this? A gift for me? How sweet," Zhang Jin’an teased. Jiang Siyang pointed at the vase. "They fell out." "I don't care. You have to give me a New Year's gift regardless," Zhang Jin’an said. He pulled Jiang Siyang into his arms, nuzzling against his cheek with lingering affection. Jiang Siyang suddenly remembered something. "Ah! Ge, did you see that interview?" "Which interview?" Zhang Jin’an asked proudly. "I’ve watched every single one of yours from the past six months." Upon closer inspection, Jiang Siyang’s earlobes were slightly red. He whispered, "I know, but this is a recent one... it was probably just released today." "Then why don't we watch it together?" Zhang Jin’an suggested. Jiang Siyang spun around in his arms to face him, hugging him properly. "Then can we watch your new movie together afterward?" he asked expectantly. "Only if you give me a kiss." Zhang Jin’an didn't even need to finish the sentence before Jiang Siyang had already pressed several kisses onto his lips. Just then, Zhang Jin’an’s phone rang. The caller ID showed Su Zhiyang. Zhang Jin’an and Jiang Siyang locked eyes. "Isn't he in Sydney right now?" Zhang Jin’an muttered as he answered the call. "Hello? What's up?" "I did the math—there are only a few minutes left, right? Happy New Year!" Su Zhiyang’s hearty voice echoed through the phone. "Hehe! I’m betting you two are glued to each other again, so help me wish Siyang a Happy New Year too! Go win another award this year!!" Zhang Jin’an couldn't be bothered to relay the message, so he simply hit the speakerphone button. "Happy New Year to you too, Zhiyang! Come back soon so we can grab a meal," Jiang Siyang said happily. "Sure thing! Once we finish filming here, let's organize a get-together in the group chat. We'll invite Gu Yirou and her Young Master He!" Zhang Jin’an laughed. "If you invite He Yiwen, he’ll definitely book out the whole place and foot the bill." Su Zhiyang knew that well enough; he was doing it on purpose. "Then let him pay! After all, we did help him plan that proposal, didn't we?" Speaking of that incident, it was hilarious. The great Young Master He, finally getting around to proposing, had asked them for advice. Su Zhiyang had suggested taking her to Haidilao to propose. His reasoning? He liked hearing that song about "saying goodbye to all your troubles." Naturally, the idea was rejected. In the end, they went with something Gu Yirou liked—gaming. He took her to the seaside outside the headquarters of the esports team his family had invested in and proposed there. "If you hadn't mentioned it, I would've forgotten. What kind of suggestion was that? Haidilao aside, is that song even meant for weddings?" Zhang Jin’an teased. "Hey, just focus on the fact that I contributed!" Su Zhiyang’s voice became hurried. "Gotta go, we’re starting work on this end. Have fun, you two!" As soon as Su Zhiyang hung up, the congratulatory calls began flooding in one after another. Neither of their phones stopped ringing. Zhang Shuyu’s call: "Happy New Year! Be happy this year—no, be happy every year! And don't let your 'house collapse'!" Zhang Qingyue’s call: "Ge, Happy New Year. Work hard and take care of yourself." Li Qiang’s call: "Wishing you a successful year of work! Let's keep collaborating and create more glory together!" Liu Wenping’s text: "Happy New Year, may your year be filled with blessings." And so on. Including the mentions on Weibo, it was impossible to respond to everyone individually, so they each posted a dedicated update. By the time they finished posting and replying to all their WeChat messages, their hands were exhausted. they slumped onto the sofa. It was another snowy New Year's night in Beijing, but the house was incredibly warm. The two shared a look and burst into laughter together. "Our home has been stuffed full of blessings." [@Zhang Jin’an]: Time flies. Is everyone living well? Are you eating well? Have you gone out to soak up some sun? To those of you working hard, your efforts this year will surely pay off. When you're tired, just 'lie flat' and rest. We are all ordinary people who want to succeed, but don't push yourself too hard. No one will love you more than you love yourself. So, in this New Year, say to yourself: Happy New Year. [@Jiang Four Sheep]: Hello everyone, I’m Jiang Siyang. Thank you for another year of support. I know many are still facing hardships. There is no shame in being defeated by difficulties. Cry when you want to cry, laugh when you want to laugh; it’s not embarrassing at all. You don't have to force a smile through suffering, nor do you have to drift with the tide because of gossip. You are still you. I hope that in the New Year, the starry sky hears your wishes and all your worries drift away with the wind. Loving oneself is the most romantic thing in the world. In the #ZhangYangBuXia# Super Topic, the post with the highest engagement was, naturally, from the moderator System Restricted Reunion. [@System Restricted Reunion]: Another year of companionship. Thank you, everyone. May you all be loved by the world in the coming year and find romance in the everyday. A toast to ourselves! ***