In this brain-teasing game, Zou Yuxing only played a decorative role, serving as the atmosphere-maker throughout. He was unaware of his own identity and was even "eaten" by Meng Zizheng until his health was reduced to a sliver. He was the big fool who was sacrificed.
Fortunately, Gu Suian, who was calm and thoughtful, was among those present; otherwise, Zou Yuxing wouldn't even know how he died.
The fragments of their conversation were also dug up and edited into a video. They then realized that they had been deceived by Wen Feiran's past image all along. In fact, he had been secretly doing a lot of small things behind the scenes. He couldn't keep up the act halfway through and just let his mind go blank and do nothing. But since no one found out, he could only bite the bullet and continue to carry out his conspiracy.
Many netizens who thought the recording was over flooded back into the live stream, causing a surge in online viewership. In the darkness, Wen Feiran and Gu Suian gazed at each other.
Wen Feiran only wanted to be free, so she handed the choice over to Gu Suian.
Zou Yuxing's sleep and woke up in a great mood.
He stretched, pushed open the door, and greeted everyone enthusiastically, "The moment has finally arrived! We won!"
Wen Feiran paused, her lips twitched, and her expression was very strange as she deliberately avoided eye contact with him.
A big question mark appeared above Zou Yuxing as he turned to look at Gu Suian sitting opposite him.
Gu Suian smiled at him and said, "Yes, we both persevered."
Zou Yuxing keenly noticed the quantifier, his expression immediately changed, and he looked at Wen Feiran with concern. "What happened to you? Did something bad happen last night? Why didn't you come to find me? If I were here, I would definitely protect you!"
Wen Feiran's expression became even stranger when he thought about how he had wanted to sacrifice Zou Yuxing to the devil last night, Gu Suian appeared and saved him. He almost buried his head in his knees.
Zou Yuxing mistakenly thought he was heartbroken and patted him hard on the shoulder, "Even if I can't save you, I'll be with you. Good brothers will live and die together!"
Wen Feiran continued to be tormented by her conscience, wishing she could reach out and cover Zou Yuxing's mouth, "Stop talking."
Zou Yuxing:???
Gu Suian the initiative to explain for Wen Feiran. Zou Yuxing listened in a daze the whole time, looking at Wen Feiran with disbelief, hoping that everything he said was a joke. But Wen Feiran remained silent, covering her face with her hand, not daring to face him.
"Ah, is that so?"
It was already past midnight in China, and netizens, their eyes bloodshot from staying up all night, were waiting for Zou Yuxing's reaction, ready to mock him mercilessly.
[Zou Yuxing, you should be more careful! You've been sold out and you're still helping them count the money.]
[Speaking of which, no one in the live stream discovered the truth. If it were me, I probably would have been completely fooled by Wen Feiran too.]
[Haha, Zou Yuxing's eyes seemed to say, "I treated you like a brother, and you actually betrayed me like this."]
[Zou Yuxing can finally stand on the same side as Su Shangting and form a victim alliance. lol emoji]
[Director, could you please post the reactions of everyone else when they find out the truth on Weibo? That would be amazing!]
[Haha, you really don't care at all whether Wen Feiran lives or dies!]
Chapter 40 President Gu can be sarcastic?
The recording finally ended. Wen Feiran's body was so tired from the bumpy ride that it felt like it was going to fall apart. Even though he hadn't done anything, he was so exhausted that his eyelids felt like they weighed a ton, and he couldn't even lift a finger. When he got home, he took a hot bath in a daze and slept soundly until he finally opened his eyes again.
Having just woken up, Wen Feiran's mind was still foggy. She stared blankly at the ceiling, unable to immediately tell where she was.
Ah, finally I can get some rest.
Wen Feiran rolled around in bed wrapped in a soft blanket, not wanting to get up even if she did nothing but stare blankly into space.
He only sat up abruptly after picking up his phone and seeing the time.
Is he a pig? He slept for twenty hours straight!
Wen Feiran changed into her pajamas, ate dinner first, and then sat down at her computer.
His main task lately has been recording variety shows, and he has put all his other projects on hold, except for one fanfiction that he urgently needs to submit.
Wen Feiran's hands were on the keyboard, and the previously choppy emotional lines flowed smoothly, her fingers moving unconsciously.
As the words flowed slowly from his hand, a picture appeared before him.
Gu Suian was bound hand and foot, sitting awkwardly on a wooden chair, her body forced back, her hair touching the back of the chair, looking up at him from above. His aura was so powerful that it filled the entire room, tightly enveloping him without any airtightness.
In the flashlight's beam, Gu Suian's eyelashes were clearly visible, her mouth was open, her prominent Adam's apple bobbed up and down, but her eyes were fixed on him, making his limbs go weak and his heart race.
He was alone in the room, and Wen Feiran's ears turned strangely red as he stared at the computer screen.
He covered his face with his hands, lay face down on the table, and suddenly felt so ashamed that he didn't want to see anyone.
Ugh, he's such a pervert.
Before meeting Gu Suian, he thought that writing fanfiction was just part of his job and there was nothing to avoid. But now that he was recording a variety show with Gu Suian and spending every day together, it felt very strange that Gu Suian was writing fanfiction about "I Only Love You" in private. He didn't even dare to face him anymore.
Fortunately, this is a science fiction story. The protagonist's lover is an electronic AI, there is no physical contact, and the romance is only secondary, mainly showing the character's emotions and personality changes.
Wen Feiran took two deep breaths and continued writing. The night deepened, but having just slept for 20 hours, he felt no sleepiness whatsoever. He reversed his day and night, writing non-stop until dawn.
It's 6 a. m. now, Wen Feiran sent the fanfiction but received no response.
Wen Feiran completely understood; getting up early on weekends was pure torture. Wen Feiran glanced at the time and thought that it was already early for "Strawberry Bobo" to reply to him at ten o'clock.