Did a donkey kick him in the head?

The director was watching with relish when a strong gust swept past, and something suddenly fluttered down before his eyes, spiraling to the ground.

His gaze followed it down, and his burly frame froze-it was his wig!

He immediately held his breath and scrambled to pick it up.

Less than half a second after he put it on, it blew off again...

When he picked it up once more, he stared at the wig in his hands, his lips drooping, and nearly burst into tears.

The assistant director produced a bottle of glue from somewhere and offered it to him.

The director slapped it away and growled:

"I don't need it!"

The assistant director smiled helplessly.

"Look at you. Why are you getting worked up?"

As gust after gust swept past, the director clutched his wig and glared furiously at Lu Ye, who was tearing around like a wild donkey.

Before long, twenty laps were done.

His face wasn't flushed, and he wasn't out of breath. In fact, he still hadn't quite had his fill.

After all, opportunities to openly hold his wife didn't come often.

"The place is too small. Twenty laps around a proper stadium wouldn't be a problem either."

Back on the ground, Xie Lin raised a hand to smooth his windblown hair.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted the director putting his wig back on. His hand paused before he went on smoothing his hair as though nothing had happened.

Looking at Xie Lin's thick black hair, the director nearly cried.

He was only thirty-five, and all he had left was a ring of hair around his head. Boohoo~

Yue Lan gave him a thumbs-up, sincerely impressed.

"As expected of a top-tier Alpha. Impressive!"

Lu Ye smiled faintly.

"It was only twenty laps. You could do it too. Want to try?"

Fu Yunxi was about to retort that this top-tier Alpha had no shame, but he shut his mouth at those words, happy to stand aside and watch the show.

Yue Lan might be an Alpha, but she was still a woman.

He refused to believe that just any A-rank could be stronger than him.

Yue Lan stretched, her red lips curving slightly.

"I'll run twenty laps too. Zhiwei's light. Otherwise, the viewers will accuse me of picking on you."

[Aaaaaah, Sister Lan's about to show off her girlfriend power! Amazing, amazing, amazing-]

[Who's licking the screen? Me, me, me!]

[One look at Fu Yunxi's face and I know what he's thinking. Does he think Sister Lan has less stamina than him because she's a female Alpha?]

[Hah, he's dreaming. Sister Lan's a seriously powerful Alpha. She could fuck a little Omega until they cried...]

[Brothers and sisters, calm down, calm down. Don't get the stream banned-]

Fu Yunxi frowned, feeling belittled.

"No need. You're a woman, after all-"

"What's wrong with being a woman?"

Yue Lan lifted her eyelids, shooting him a sharp look.

"I'm A-plus, you know!"

This was a lifelong sore spot. She didn't even like bringing it up!

Just a little more, just that tiny bit more, and she could have differentiated into an S-rank!

She had even asked her mother whether she'd been deficient in trace elements while pregnant with her!

Yue Lan sucked her teeth, then bent down and picked up Yu Zhiwei.

"Ready?"

"Yes!"

Yu Zhiwei wrapped both arms around her neck, her eyes seeming full of stars as she gazed at her without blinking.

Yue Lan bent slightly at the waist, pushed off with one foot, and shot forward like an arrow loosed from a bow.

The director had just set his wig on his head when another fierce gust swept past-

His hands were already empty!

Fuck you, what was wrong with wanting to wear a wig?

What! Was! Wrong!

The director burst into loud sobs!

After twenty laps, Yue Lan set Yu Zhiwei down. Her face wasn't flushed, and she wasn't out of breath either, with only fine beads of sweat on the tip of her nose.

[Well, Fu Yunxi's fans? Anything else to say?]

[If you can't do it, you can't do it. "You're a woman, after all"? What's wrong with being a woman? I'm asking!]

[Fu Yunxi's really putting me off. I'm officially done being his fan.]

[Seconded. Unfollowing right now!]

Watching his Weibo follower count drop by hundreds of thousands at a time, Fu Yunxi's manager had gone as bald as the director.

Lu Ye held out his hand and high-fived Yue Lan. Both returned to their seats, their gazes turning to Fu Yunxi.

The director had been about to put his wig on, but then thought that leaving it off might make Fu Yunxi's kowtows more convincing.

So he sat there looking utterly done with life.

"Are you going to kowtow or not? Hurry up so I can put my wig back on!"

Fu Yunxi took a deep breath, dropped to his knees with a thud, and knocked his forehead against the ground three times.

Lu Ye raised an eyebrow, his shoulders shaking with laughter.

"Film Emperor Fu, you're so earnest. Nobody said how many times, and you went straight for three? Impressive!"

Fu Yunxi stood up, looking at Lu Ye as though he wanted to kill him.

He really had forgotten that detail, giving that bastard another free laugh at his expense.

Fuck! He was so pissed!

The director put on his wig and waved his palm-leaf fan.

"All right, hurry up and crow like a rooster. Then we can continue!"

Fu Yunxi finished his cock-a-doodle-doos with a humiliated expression, then lowered his head and returned to his seat, looking on the verge of tears.

The corners of Xie Lin's mouth lifted slightly.

He was absolutely delighted to see him taken down a peg!

Yue Lan and Yu Zhiwei both chose truth, and both completed their tasks easily.

He Jianing smiled at Xie Lin.

"I'm so envious of you. Your tasks are so easy to complete, and you have someone who cares about you. Not like me. I'm always so clumsy, and nobody likes me."

Those words undoubtedly held Xie Lin hostage to moral judgment, insinuating that he had insider help, as well as the doting attention of someone like Lu Ye, Jiangzhou's crown prince.

Sure enough, Fu Yunxi abruptly looked up at him, his thoughts unknown.

Xie Lin scoffed.

"Are you saying I didn't work hard? I won through my own ability. You lost because you weren't capable enough, and you're blaming other people for that too?"

"So out of a class of forty, everyone who scores higher than you must have cheated?"

[Ah, He Jianing almost had me fooled. Trust Xie Lin to see things clearly.]

[I'm disliking He Jianing more and more. He loses and blames everyone else. Why doesn't he mention his own lack of effort?]

[Was our Ning baby wrong? Every task he draws is really hard to complete, okay?]

[Was the jungle adventure really hard too? You started from the exact same place. A loss is a loss. That's no reason to make excuses!]

He Jianing's face paled slightly, and he stood frozen without a word.

Dinner was very light. In the director's words, the production team had no surplus food left either, so they had to make it last.

Xie Lin leaned toward the man beside him and lowered his voice.

"I keep feeling like the director's getting revenge for his wig blowing off. I'm suffering because of you."

Lu Ye raised a hand to rest on his waist, his eyes curving into crescents.

"Yue Lan had a part in it too!"

The director flew into a rage.

"Don't think I can't hear what you're saying!"

Fu Yunxi walked at the back.

He stood outside his own room, pretending to search for his key card. Once everyone had gone into their rooms, he immediately went to Xie Lin's door and pounded on it.

Xie Lin had just taken off his clothes, ready to wash off all his stinking sweat.

At the sound, he yanked the door open.

"Need something?"

Fu Yunxi took a deep breath and fished two misshapen, melted chocolates out of his pocket.

"Here. Dinner wasn't very good, was it?"

Xie Lin glanced at them.

"Are you trying to poison me?"

Fu Yunxi grew anxious, but didn't dare say anything harsh.

"What are you talking about? I hid these away in secret. I didn't give any to anyone else!"

"Oh, I get it. Nobody wanted them, so you're giving them to me!"

Fu Yunxi immediately began to lose his composure.

"Taotao, I was in the wrong before. I didn't pay enough attention to you. I understand that you have grievances, but you can't go flirting with Lu Ye!"

"You know who he is, right? The heir to Jiangzhou's top financial conglomerate. What kind of Omega hasn't he seen? Men, women-who knows how many he's ruined."

"He's interested in you only because you're something new. I can understand you throwing yourself into someone else's arms because you're angry with me, but that's no reason to feel so confident."

"His interest in you is only temporary. There must be something he can gain from you. That's why he's getting close to you."

"And you know an S-rank Alpha like him needs an Omega's soothing all the time, right? Maybe he just wants to find himself a temporary suppressant while filming the variety show!"

"Don't be so stupid that you get conned and still help him count the money. Who besides me would genuinely like you?"

[Is there something wrong with Fu Yunxi? So Xie Lin's supposed to waste his whole life on him?]

[I suspect he doesn't know the stream's still live. Otherwise, he wouldn't say things that offend people like this.]

[Not necessarily. With that pig brain of his...]

[This just shows that Fu Yunxi's character is worse than bad.]

Fu Yunxi was about to continue when the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.

He took it out and saw that his manager was calling.

Watching the livestream, his manager stamped his feet in agitation.

"Pick up, pick up, pick up-" he kept muttering like an incantation.

Then he watched helplessly as Fu Yunxi hung up and continued blathering at Xie Lin.

"Fuck, did a donkey kick him in the head?"