As the words fell, Xiao Ou’s expression turned to shock.
“What? You don’t even know who Fu Yuchuan is?!”
The live stream audience was equally stunned.
【Oh my god, how can someone not know Fu Yuchuan?!!】
【Is she pretending or does she really not know?】
【Of course she’s pretending. I just thought this girl was decent, but now she’s disgusted me. She said she graduated and studied abroad, but how can someone who never went to college study overseas? It’s contradictory—she’s clearly a liar!】
【Isn’t it enough to use He Huainan and Lu Minglang for clout? Now this Miss Wen is even targeting Fu Yuchuan. She must be desperate to go viral!】
The live stream erupted into chaos.
In the control room, Director Meng felt a splitting headache.
What’s going on? Why are they arguing again?
This audience is really hard to manage.
In the past, he might have thought the viewers had a point, but ever since receiving that call from the top-tier agent…
If that person really showed up at the live stream…
Director Meng couldn’t help but take a sharp breath.
In the van.
Xiang Qianli, a renowned top-tier agent in the industry, sat in the passenger seat, scrolling through his tablet while reciting the schedule. After waiting for a long time without any response, he couldn’t help but glance back.
The blackout curtains cast the interior into darkness, making it impossible to tell whether it was day or night.
Vaguely, he could make out the cold, sharp silhouette of a man.
Even though they were long acquainted, Xiang Qianli still felt the overwhelming pressure emanating from Fu Yuchuan.
His tone remained polite and respectful: “Mr. Fu?”
There was no response.
Xiang Qianli’s heart sank as he called out, “Yue Yuan?”
After a long pause, a low, muffled voice came from the back row, tinged with a hint of obsession and ruthlessness, like turbulent undercurrents beneath a calm sea:
“…It’s not him.”
Xiang Qianli breathed a sigh of relief but didn’t let his guard down completely. He quickly pulled up the live stream of “Island Survival.”
“Ahem, they’re showing Miss Wen right now. Would you like to take a look?”
He held up the tablet, its glow piercing the darkness inside the vehicle.
On the screen, the girl was curled up in a large rattan chair, her slender and delicate ankles peeking out from her pink-and-white sweatpants. Even her feet seemed to glow with a pale radiance.
She took a sip of coconut milk, her eyes narrowing with delight at the sweetness. Her plump toes wiggled slightly, the soles of her feet tinged with a faint pink. She looked every bit the harmless, sweet girl.
But the next moment, the girl seemed to see something, her expression shifting to disbelief before she choked and started coughing violently.
Then came her conversation with Xiao Ou.
“Qiao Mei, are you also a fan of Fu Yuchuan?!!”
“Um… I’ve been abroad for a long time, so I don’t know many celebrities. Who is he?”
Xiang Qianli: …!!
Cold sweat broke out on his forehead, fearing that Fu Yuchuan’s condition might flare up again—
In the darkness, he heard the man let out a low, eerie chuckle.
“Medication, medication, medication…” Xiang Qianli urged repeatedly.
By the faint light of the tablet, he saw Fu Yuchuan leisurely take out a pill bottle and pour out two pills, but he made no move to take them.
His hands were perfectly proportioned, with distinct knuckles and long, slender fingers—enough to make any hand enthusiast swoon.
Xiang Qianli felt like crying. He regretted showing him the live stream.
Miss Wen, oh Miss Wen, your ability to infuriate people is truly something else!
Xiang Qianli’s heart grew heavier and heavier, his arm holding the tablet growing sore, yet he dared not make any rash moves, afraid of accidentally provoking Fu Yuchuan.
In the livestream, Xiao Ou was chattering away, enthusiastically explaining to Wen Ruqiao just how amazing Fu Yuchuan was.
From his life story to his career achievements and honors, Xiao Ou could practically recite them all backward.
Song Qingqing had briefly introduced Fu Yuchuan to Wen Ruqiao before, but Wen Ruqiao hadn’t searched for him online and didn’t know much about him.
It was only after listening to Xiao Ou’s enthusiastic rundown that Wen Ruqiao realized just how incredible Fu Yuchuan truly was.
In this industry, he was practically a living legend.
He entered Tsinghua University as the top scorer in the national college entrance exam, dropped out the same year, and starred in his first film, simultaneously winning that year’s Best Newcomer Award and Best Actor Award.
He then went abroad to study at an Ivy League university, completing both his bachelor’s and master’s degrees in just three years. After returning to China, he starred in two films—one swept domestic film awards, while the other was submitted internationally and dominated the awards circuit as well.
That same year, Fu Yuchuan solidified his status as a legend in the entertainment industry.
After achieving a grand slam in entertainment, he became embroiled in a family power struggle but quickly counter-acquired his own family’s conglomerate…
Xiao Ou narrated with dramatic flair, and Wen Ruqiao listened with great interest.
“In the past two years, Fu Yuchuan hasn’t acted much—at most, he’s made a few cameo appearances. This newly released film is actually something he filmed two years ago. Sigh, his absence from acting isn’t just a loss for us fans—it’s a loss for the entire film industry!” Xiao Ou lamented, pounding his chest in frustration.
His words resonated deeply with countless viewers.
[Wahhh, I’m tearing up. I know Fu Yuchuan is busy, but please, act in more movies!]
[If he doesn’t have time for movies, he could at least join a variety show occasionally. I’ve exhausted all the old content—when will we get some new material?]
[Don’t even think about it. I’ve never been so invested in a celebrity before. Fu Yuchuan is like an unreachable star, a deity on a pedestal. Who can pluck a star from the sky? Who can make a god descend into the mortal world? Fu Yuchuan doesn’t lack money or fame. He’s too lazy to even act in movies—how could he possibly join a variety show?]
The livestream descended into a storm of weeping.
Xiao Ou wiped the corner of his eye. “Qiao Mei, what do you think? Isn’t Fu Yuchuan amazing?”
Everyone turned their gaze toward Wen Ruqiao.
Wen Ruqiao quietly watched the film playing on the screen.
In this film, Fu Yuchuan played a father who had lost his child, never giving up on searching for his daughter. The scene currently playing was an emotional climax, and even Wen Ruqiao felt a slight sting in her nose.
To be fair, that scoundrel’s acting skills were genuinely impressive…
On screen and in real life, he truly seemed like two completely different people.
Wen Ruqiao cleared her throat softly and offered a relatively objective and fair assessment: “He seems like the kind of person who shines brightly in his own field.”
Xiao Ou exclaimed, “Wow! I love that description! Qiao Mei, you’re so good with words! I hope one day I can become someone as amazing as Fu Yuchuan!”
Wen Ruqiao’s lips twitched slightly.
Learn from him as a person, but don’t learn to be a scoundrel like him.
Lu Minglang’s thin lips pressed into a tight line. He glanced at the screen, then at Wen Ruqiao, and finally couldn’t help but ask softly, “Xiao Qiao, what kind of guy do you like?”
Could it be that she liked someone like Fu Yuchuan?
Was the kind of “brother” she wanted also someone mature, steady, and charismatic like Fu Yuchuan?
Wen Ruqiao thought for a moment. “Gentle, home-loving, and preferably someone who can cook.”
Lu Minglang had been hanging his head, but upon hearing Wen Ruqiao’s reply, his damp puppy eyes instantly brightened.
He couldn’t cook, but he could learn!
Meanwhile, inside the black car—