Yan Yuan stroked his chin: “A top-tier star and a Film King pairing up as a CP—even if they’re acting as lovers according to a script, the influence will still be extraordinary. Starry Impulse sure knows the secret code to traffic.”
As he spoke, he stole a glance at Song Chenyan’s cold and stern face, pretending to deliberate for a moment, “Maybe when the dating show ends, ‘ChuJian’ won’t be the number one CP on the whole internet anymore. Yan Chu will definitely be very happy to see this result!”
“A heartless little rogue!” Song Chenyan whispered.
Every time he got drunk, he would cling in his arms, saying he liked the cedar scent on his body.
Now, just to break up the CP, he was actually going on a dating show to fall in love with another Alpha?
Song Chenyan’s brow pressed down extremely low: “Contact the producer of Starry Impulse for me.”
“You want to participate? Isn’t that bad? Earlier Yan Chu said if you dare to participate, he’ll kill you!”
Song Chenyan let out a low laugh, inexplicably carrying a bit of doting indulgence: “Which time did he not say that?”
Hearing that faint laugh, Yan Yuan rubbed the goosebumps on his arms, thinking to himself that someone was about to suffer.
Hopefully these two ancestors would show mercy and not cause too much of a scene on the show; otherwise, if a perfectly good dating show turned into a comedy show, it would be embarrassing.
Next door, Yan Chu also saw the news that Xiao Mingxu was going to participate in Starry Impulse, jumping up and down at home with joy.
Xiao Mingxu was the youngest Film King in history—humble, modest, and hardworking, holding immense care and affection for his fans. He frequently participated in public welfare activities, calling on people to respect every gender’s individual rights, and had even donated to many animal rescue stations…
Ever since Yan Chu entered the industry, he had taken Xiao Mingxu as his goal, working hard in secret to become an excellent actor like him.
He switched to his alt account and browsed around in Xiao Mingxu’s super-topic.
In there was all the information regarding Xiao Mingxu organized by fans, updated in real time.
He needed to make plenty of preparations to leave a good impression on his idol.
Just then, his phone rang.
Seeing the caller ID, the smile on Yan Chu’s face faded.
He casually muted it and waited for the phone call to hang up automatically. Before long, the phone rang again; this time it was Jiang Yutong calling.
Yan Chu answered with reluctance: “What’s the matter?”
Jiang Yutong’s frail and soft voice came from the other end of the line: “Why aren’t you even calling me Mom? Being so impolite?”
Yan Chu said coldly: “If there’s nothing, I’m hanging up.”
“If you don’t call home usually, fine, but how can you be so impatient even when your mother calls you?”
“…”
Jiang Yutong let out a sigh: “You’ve been selfish since you were little, knowing no gratitude. Among the three children, you’re the only one who isn’t close to me at all.”
“…” Yan Chu tightened his clenched fist, asking while reining in his patience, “What on earth do you want to say?”
“Your younger brother’s good friend is also going to participate in that dating reality show. Usually you don’t take care of things at home, and we don’t blame you. Miaomiao only has this one good friend, and it’s his first time going on a variety show, so bring him along and guide him more.”
Xie Miaomiao’s friend?
A delicate and pitiable face surfaced in Yan Chu’s mind.
It seemed his name was Lu Yuxi, the youngest child of the Lu family, an Omega.
Yan Chu: “Got it.”
“What kind of tone is that?!” Jiang Yutong reprimanded with dissatisfaction, “Being so impatient after just a few words with your mother?!”
As she spoke, Jiang Yutong began coughing in a low voice, and before long, a flustered commotion broke out on the other end of the line.
Right after, the phone was taken over by Xie Zhennan, whose opening line was a stern interrogation: “What did you say to your mother to make her so angry?”
Yan Chu, who had barely spoken a few words altogether since the call started, let out a self-deprecating laugh.
No matter what happened at home, everyone naturally felt that it was his fault.
Yan Chu tried hard to ignore the sense of disappointment in his heart and said: “I will keep in mind what Mom instructed. Take care of your health.”
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
Surrounded by servants, Jiang Yutong weakly said to Xie Zhennan: “It’s not Chu-chu’s fault. He just has that kind of cold disposition, it’s me who shouldn’t crave his care.”
Hearing this, Xie Zhennan’s eyes were cold enough to freeze into ice. Dismissing the servants, he bit into Jiang Yutong’s scent gland and injected his pheromones.
After a short while, Jiang Yutong’s complexion improved quite a bit. Leaning in Xie Zhennan’s arms, she said softly: “I don’t know how much longer I can live…”
The arm holding her tightened.
Jiang Yutong’s eye rims turned red, and she sobbed mournfully: “The only thing I can’t let go of is Miaomiao. He insists on marrying that child from the Song family, no matter how we try to persuade him, he won’t listen…”
Xie Zhennan held his Omega tightly, his eye color turning dark, clearly taking this matter to heart.
Yan Chu’s good mood about being able to go on the dating show with his idol was entirely ruined by a single phone call.
No matter how well he did, in the eyes of his family, he was always cold and selfish.
He was the only Beta in the house, lacking the sense of responsibility of an Alpha older brother, nor was he thoughtful and endearing like the Omega Xie Miaomiao.
Just like his secondary gender, this family had no extra color added by his presence, nor would it be affected in any way by his absence.
Yan Chu let out a sigh and pushed open the door to the dance practice room.
The stereo was turned on, and rhythmic music sounded.
Yan Chu yanked off his T-shirt in one pull and threw it casually on the ground. As the next beat arrived, he spun and swung his arms, perfectly locking into the rhythm, an occasional glance from the corners of his eyes leaking traces of sharpness.
With his body moving to the rhythm of the music, Yan Chu quickly forgot the troubling matters, immersing himself quietly in the dance.
…
Starry Impulse’s official Weibo account officially announced the other two guests one after another.
Lu Yuxi: secondary gender Omega, a college student, an internet celebrity with quite a bit of fame, making an appearance as an amateur guest.
Gong Xun: secondary gender Alpha, an active figure skater who had won many international awards, possessing high nationwide recognition.
In addition, two mystery guests had yet to be announced, giving rise to varying opinions, with the highest number of people guessing that the final Alpha was ShiJian.
— Can certain people write their scripts properly and stop leeching off clout?
— Make it clear who is leeching off whom! If he hadn’t acted in Master ShiJian’s Summer Solstice, a certain someone would still be an 18th-tier obscure nobody.
— The new script is just being planned for shooting, and some people can’t wait to leech off the popularity—their posture is way too ugly to look at.
Although ShiJian had never shown his face, quite a few people were fans of his voice, and there was no shortage of people speaking up for him in the comments section.
Browsing Weibo with his alt account, Yan Chu scoffed at the speculation that ShiJian would participate in the dating show.
That guy Song Chenyan hated having cameras pointed at him the most. This dating show had a live-streaming segment—it would be a miracle if he participated.
What’s more…
Yan Chu glanced toward next door. If Song Chenyan dared to participate, he would chop him up!
Yan Chu suddenly scrolled to a comment:
— Don’t you guys know that male authors all die the moment they step into the light?
This comment received many likes, with many people below chiming in.
— However pleasant the voice sounds, that’s how ugly the face is.
— I beg you to have some professional ethics and keep your virtual persona tightly on.
— Warning from ChuJian fans launching an attack!
Yan Chu took a screenshot, hummed a song, and sent it to Song Chenyan.
Song Chenyan replied very quickly: “Got it.”
A reply so flat?
Yan Chu: “What did you get? Say it so I can laugh at you.”
Song Chenyan: “You think my voice sounds pleasant.”
Yan Chu: “?????…”
Out of so many words, he only saw that one sentence?!
Does he have no shame?
Yan Chu’s head was filled with black lines when Song Chenyan called him at that moment.
“Fart out whatever you have to say quickly!”
Song Chenyan’s voice carried a smile, his tone lazy and casual: “Come over and eat.”
“Deliver it to this master!”
“Open the door.”
Yan Chu’s eyes lit up, and he ran to open the door.
Just as the door opened a crack, an arm reached in, hooked around his neck, and dragged him outward.
Song Chenyan ruffled his light-colored short hair into a mess, opening his mouth lazily: “Little rogue, I kindly invited you to eat, and you’re pushing your luck?”
The pleasant cedar scent instantly filled his breath, flustering Yan Chu until his face and ears turned red.
“Let go of your hand! Big liar!”
“Eating or not?”
Yan Chu caught a whiff of the braised pork’s aroma, and said righteously despite having no moral high ground: “Eating!”