Chu Xinghui was slaying!

He wore pale red robes, their train drifting into the hall on the breeze, with several simple yet elegant ornaments in his hair.

Holding a folding fan edged in dark gold, he slowly walked into the great hall.

As he went over the dance moves in his mind, Chu Xinghui kept his eyes lowered to the floor. With the light behind him as well, no one could see his face clearly.

Yet they still drew in quiet breaths, so stunned by the sight that they hardly dared breathe.

Chu Xinghui stepped into the camera's view and raised his eyes. The ears on his head bounced, revealing his smiling eyes:

"Director, may I start?"

The livestream's chat fell silent for a second, then instantly exploded.

[Holy shit! Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit, holy shit!]

[Noble Consort Chu may be wicked, but he really is beautiful.]

[Are you still Chu Xinghui? The Chu Xinghui who goes nuts on Weibo?]

[He's just good-looking. Our Qingqing still dances the best!]

Looking at Chu Xinghui's makeup, Wan Linqing ground the peanut in her mouth between her back teeth.

It's just his looks! He can't compare to me!

Pei Hanmo isn't someone who cares that much about appearances!

She turned toward Pei Hanmo's seat, convinced that he would have the same expressionless face he had worn while watching her earlier.

Pei Hanmo had just picked up a piece of cauliflower and was about to put it in his mouth when Chu Xinghui entered.

He stared blankly at Chu Xinghui's figure. His hand suddenly went slack, and the cauliflower fell onto his plate.

But he didn't notice. Still staring dazedly at Chu Xinghui, he put the chopsticks holding nothing but air into his mouth and chewed.

"Yes... yes, yes, yes!"

Wang Xiao was clearly dazzled. It took him quite a while to recover before he called the sound engineer over to change the music.

Smiling, Chu Xinghui told the sound engineer which accompaniment he wanted.

[Bro, stop smiling. My heart's melting...]

[Bro, your hands are so soft... bro, your arms are so pale... bro, you smell so good...]

[For that smile alone, I'll accept it even if Chu Xinghui's dancing is absolute garbage QWQ.]

Chu Xinghui opened his fan and held it diagonally above his head, settling into position.

As the music began, he took two light, cheerful steps forward, pinching the sash at his side between delicately poised fingers and flicking it forward twice.

The movements were small, yet they brought out a fox's lively cuteness.

His ears bounced up and down as he hopped, as though they were dancing too.

As the music progressed, he opened the fan beside him and held it before his face, slowly moving it to the right before flashing the camera a mischievous smile, as though his earlier dash forward had been a prank.

His white hair danced on the breeze like silver brocade.

Chu Xinghui had chosen a lively piece, and as the music reached its climax, his movements grew increasingly cheerful.

He held the fan behind him and swayed it to the music, pretending it was his fox tail.

As the music neared its end, he reached out, took hold of the silk ribbon, and spun several times. At some point, the fan had opened, and he bit one lower edge with his pale pink lips, concealing his face.

The final stretch of music was unexpectedly soft and beautiful. Chu Xinghui gently rested one hand before his chest and raised the other with his fingers delicately poised. The fan folded in the direction he tilted, revealing his eyes once more.

He lifted his brows and eyes slightly, the vivid red at their corners complementing the look. He straightened a little, openly displaying the seduction in his eyes, the corners of his lips faintly curved-enchanting yet dignified.

The piece ended.

This time, the livestream chat didn't freeze for just a second, but fell silent for a full ten seconds. Then even more comments flooded the screen, and people who had heard the reactions online poured in, making the stream lag outright.

Chu Xinghui had no idea what had happened. After finishing the dance, he roughly shoved up his sleeves, tied them in a knot, and walked over to the director:

"Can I go eat now?"

[Don't speak aaaaaaaaah! Are you trying to kill me?!]

[Bro, do another one, bro. I can't get enough. I'm suffering, bro.]

[Slaying... Chu Xinghui is absolutely slaying!]

"Go, go, go!"

Wang Xiao had never expected so many people to enter the livestream. Now he could only focus on adding a few more streams to spread out the traffic.

At Wang Xiao's words, Chu Xinghui immediately returned to the only empty seat-beside Pei Hanmo-and picked up his chopsticks, ready to dig in.

Wan Linqing had wanted to sit there earlier, but Pei Hanmo had told her that the seat was reserved for Chu Xinghui, so she had angrily sat beside Lan Xiangxian.

"Bro... how do you..."

Know how to dance too?

And dance so beautifully?

Pei Hanmo swallowed, looking at Chu Xinghui as though he wanted to speak but couldn't.

Chu Xinghui was shoveling rice from his bowl into his mouth. Hearing Pei Hanmo, he pulled his face out of the bowl and spoke in displeasure:

"What?"

Although Chu Xinghui was very annoyed at having his meal interrupted, with that makeup, he looked as though he was being coy no matter how anyone looked at him.

Pei Hanmo stared blankly at Chu Xinghui and suddenly felt warmth in his nose.

"Holy shit!" Chu Xinghui shouted. "Your nose is bleeding! Get some tissues!"

For a while, the scene was utter chaos.

Gu Kai, who had been watching the livestream, bolted upright like a dying man suddenly jolted from his sickbed and immediately opened Weibo. Sure enough, several blazing-hot trending topics were already there.

#Chu Xinghui is slaying#

#The entertainment industry has tapped less than one percent of Chu Xinghui's potential#

#Chu Xinghui biting his fan#

#Pei Hanmo gets a nosebleed watching Chu Xinghui#

#Pei Hanmo eating air#

Their ship's Super Topic immediately surpassed Wolf and Sheep, becoming the truly dominant ship.

[Pei Hanmo, look at you being so hopeless!]

[I'm dying. Bro, see that thing on the ground? It's your shattered cool-and-aloof image.]

[Does air taste good, Brother Mo? Does it taste like Chu Xinghui?]

He immediately opened WeChat and messaged Chu Xinghui.

[Gu Bear: Brother Hui, Brother Hui!!!! You're trending on Weibo! For something positive!]

This seemed to be the first time Chu Xinghui had made Weibo's trending searches with a positive topic.

Gu Kai was so happy he nearly cried.

He immediately edited the screen recording he had just made and posted it on Weibo.

With the buzz still going strong, this was the perfect chance to build up some genuine fans for Chu Xinghui.

Sitting in her seat, Wan Linqing watched the pair in front of her frantically wiping away the nosebleed. She bit down hard on her handkerchief, wishing she could turn it into Chu Xinghui and bite him to death.

Fine, so you're using me as your backdrop!

Luckily, I still have a last-resort plan this time. The stuff is already in the room, and people generally won't go in to check. As long as I make it to tonight...

Even if Pei Hanmo isn't mine, he won't be Chu Xinghui's either!

She took several deep breaths to calm her anger, then picked up the chopsticks beside her and began eating.

Lan Xiangxian was closest to Wan Linqing and noticed something was wrong with her.

Wen Liangtian had already told him to report anything that happened, so he picked up his phone and messaged Wen Liangtian.

Wen Liangtian was still stunned by Chu Xinghui's dance when the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He took it out and opened the message.

[Little Pitiful One: Liangtian, something seems off about Wan Linqing. She was glaring viciously at Xinghui just now.]

Wan Linqing?

He turned to look at Wan Linqing, who was eating.

She's just an entertainer. What could she possibly do to affect Pei Hanmo?

After today, she should have seen what Pei Hanmo is like, right?

He's utterly love-addled. If she knows what's good for her, she should bow out herself.