Over the years, whenever the family ran short of money, Mu Qianyu took acting jobs. No matter how terrible the production was, she would appear in it, willing to sacrifice herself to support his career.
But how had Mu Qianyu become like this? Mu Qianyu treated him as her whole world. There was no way she could have stopped loving him!
Duan Haoran suddenly laughed and looked around. "I get it. This must be a script. You're saying all this to surprise me, right?"
"Stop hiding, all of you. Come on out."
An awkward silence was his only response. A gust of wind blew past, like a slap across his face, leaving it stinging.
Duan Haoran had no self-awareness whatsoever. The problem had existed for so long, yet he had remained oblivious. Only now was he beginning to accept the truth, without reflecting on himself at all.
"Do you think you're so innocent and pure, the chaste goddess your fans say you are? We've been together so long. How could I not have dirt on you? Think about those photos. What would happen to you if I sent them out?" Duan Haoran pointed a finger at Mu Qianyu. "Was it something those fans of yours said? Did they lead you astray? Qianyu, as long as you're willing to come back, I can act like none of this ever happened. We'll still be the most loving couple."
"But you have to promise me you'll quit the entertainment industry for good, stay off camera, and never say any of that nonsense again." Duan Haoran was as arrogant and demanding as ever. Who knew where he got the confidence?
Seeing this, the viewers in the livestream were beside themselves with anger. The camera operator seemed affected too. The camera shook twice, then suddenly turned toward the distance.
Amid the lush greenery, a small black dot bobbed conspicuously. When the camera zoomed in, it turned out to be Wen Feiran, his face calm and lifeless.
[??? Why is it him again? How is he there every single time?!]
[Hahahahaha, I can vouch for him. Last time, Wen Feiran went into the room first, and Mu Qianyu and her husband went into the one next door afterward. This time, Wen Feiran was resting behind the rock first too. The scumbag was tugging at sis, and they came over here and started arguing.]
[I'm dying. No wonder he's so calm. He found out yesterday.]
[Ahhh, this scumbag makes me so mad! It's so frustrating not being able to jump through the screen and tear him apart!]
[Same here. I'm burning with rage watching this. If sis could put up with a man like that, what couldn't she do?!]
[Anyone, someone, please come rip that mouth of his apart for me!]
As if in response, Wen Feiran's elbow bumped the water bottle sitting on the rock. It lost its balance and rolled down the mountain with a clatter, finally bouncing high into the air and striking the back of Duan Haoran's head just as he was shouting, "I'll give you one last chance. Apologize to me!"
"Smack—"
The blow nearly sent Duan Haoran stumbling. The whole world fell silent, and a few seconds later, one exhale after another rang out.
Well done. That scumbag deserved a hard hit!
So satisfying!!!!!
Chapter 6: They Just Fell Asleep, Fresh as Daisies?...
After returning from the hike, Wen Feiran immediately retreated to the Starry Cottage.
His constitution was weak, and the climb had consumed too much of his energy. As soon as he got back to the bedroom, he fell into bed and went to sleep.
An unknown amount of time passed before Wen Feiran was awakened by a rapid knock at the door. The blood vessels at his temples throbbed.
Still not fully awake, he forgot where he was for a moment. Without even opening his eyes, he dragged himself to the door, one foot in a shoe and the other bare. Who is it?
Outside the door, Su Shangting and Zou Yuxing's handsome faces nearly dazzled him, their smiles bright and sunny.
"Can I come in?" Zou Yuxing asked.
Wen Feiran froze for a few seconds before stepping aside.
He had never had any personal association with the two of them before this, and they had barely even spoken. Why had they suddenly come looking for him?
Once inside the room, the two made themselves at home on the sofa, then turned in unison to look at Wen Feiran by the door, urging him to come over.
Their expressions seemed to tell him not to stand on ceremony.
Wen Feiran opened his mouth, then closed it again. After half a minute, all he managed was an "Oh."
He had slept for a long time, and his throat was a little dry, so he picked up a cup of water and took a sip.
"I don't think you know yet, so let me share a huge piece of gossip. Sister Qianyu is getting divorced!" Zou Yuxing said excitedly.
"Pfft—"
Wen Feiran nearly choked to death on his water. His chest heaved violently, and the corners of his eyes reddened as he stared at Zou Yuxing in disbelief.
You really don't have a care in the world, do you? Did you have to say that in front of the camera?!
The viewers in the livestream had the same reaction.
[A true warrior never gossips behind people's backs.]
[Zou Yuxing didn't get the full story. Wen Feiran was there for every memorable scene. How could he not know?]
[I might be a pervert. The moment Wen Feiran choked, I thought he was so pretty. I want to bully him.]
[I noticed this nobody has some looks too. He just dresses so drably. It's way too tacky.]
Meeting Zou Yuxing's sparkling gaze, Wen Feiran could only brace himself and say, "Actually, I was there."
"What?!" Zou Yuxing was dumbstruck.
This was exactly what Su Shangting had been waiting to see. He rolled his eyes at Zou Yuxing, as if mocking him in silence.
Su Shangting asked curiously, "You heard what they were arguing about yesterday. Was that when you found out they were getting divorced?"
Wen Feiran slowly shook his head. "No, it was before dinner."
The answer stunned everyone.
[?? Why didn't I, a distinguished viewer, know about this?!]
[Ahhh, why did they only open Wen Feiran's livestream now? We missed something so important!]
[No wonder Wen Feiran was looking at Duan Haoran strangely at dinner. Some people even cursed him for having a dark mind, saying he was jealous of Duan Haoran and scheming against him. We misjudged him.]
[Thinking back on his expression now, he was actually pretty friendly. I'd be breathing fire and swearing up a storm!]
Su Shangting kept Wen Feiran there, asking him questions without end. Wen Feiran couldn't handle it; his mouth was about to cramp, and he instinctively cast Zou Yuxing a pleading look.