Yu Xiuyuan turned to look at Yun Chuan. His face was expressionless, but he was clearly unhappy.
"What's wrong?" Yu Xiuyuan searched his memory and found nothing amiss, so he could only ask.
Yun Chuan looked up at him, his expression turning aggrieved, his voice following suit:
"You knew what Lin Xi liked to eat and even bought green beans specially for her. You didn't buy anything for me. Do you know what I like to eat?"
Yu Xiuyuan's eyes went wide. He glanced at the cameraman filming them from the back seat, his heart rate shooting up.
Was he kidding?
After all this time, the award-winning actor version of God Yun was back?
And this time, he was playing the jealous type?
Had he forgotten they were still livestreaming?
Did he not care about his image anymore?
Damn it, he might not care, but Yu Xiuyuan did!
Yu Xiuyuan looked flustered.
Yun Chuan's overall image was still that of a cool, aloof heartthrob, and Yu Xiuyuan liked that image.
He didn't want Yun Chuan turning into some goofy clown. That would reflect badly on Yu Xiuyuan.
Sure enough, the live chat descended into confusion:
[...Is this God Yun?]
[Help, this is surreal... God Yun actually looks all hurt and pitiful.]
[Oh my god, I haven't had too much to drink, have I?]
[So this is what God Yun looks like when he's jealous... I never could've imagined it.]
Seeing Yu Xiuyuan flustered only made Yun Chuan feel worse. So he really didn't know.
As Yun Chuan's expression grew even more exaggerated, Yu Xiuyuan lost his temper and slapped his thigh:
"Cut it out! Stop acting! So what if you're an award-winning actor!"
"Search your conscience. Do you actually have any food preferences? You don't have anything you particularly like