I'll Give You a Hand

Wei Zisu turned around and saw Yuan Zizhen's smug, petty face. He thought, If I don't teach him a lesson today, I probably won't even sleep well tonight.

Seeing that Wei Zisu was alone and still holding a bottle of mineral water, Yuan Zizhen asked a question he already knew the answer to. "What? Sister Qian won't even assign you an assistant anymore? Wei Zisu, you've been in the industry so long, so why are you still being treated like a newcomer? Oh, wait, even newcomers get more attention than you. Hahahahaha..."

It was true. Wu Hao was a newcomer too, yet he had not only debuted in a leading role but also been given an assistant and a chauffeured van.

Wei Zisu was not about to let his words provoke him. Instead, he asked, "Yuan Zizhen, Sun Liang and I broke off our engagement over a month ago. Why haven't you two gone public yet?"

At those words, Yuan Zizhen's smile vanished instantly.

God only knew how many methods he had tried over the past month to get Sun Liang to announce their relationship and get engaged to him. He had even been willing to accept whips and candles, but after all their fun, that idiot Sun Liang played dumb whenever he brought it up!

Wei Zisu's words drove into Yuan Zizhen's heart like a knife, swift, precise, and utterly merciless.

Wei Zisu twisted the knife further. "Are you the one who doesn't want to go public because you're afraid it'll affect your acting career?"

Yuan Zizhen gritted his teeth and snarled, "Wei Zisu, what are you so smug about? Liang will go public with me sooner or later! As for you, I asked around. You didn't pay the fine, which means you're already engaged to someone else. Hah, you broke off one engagement and immediately got engaged to another man. You really do get around!"

Wei Zisu shook the mineral water bottle in his hand and said, "Wrong."

"What?" Yuan Zizhen did not understand what he meant.

Wei Zisu said, "Not engaged. Married."

Yuan Zizhen froze in astonishment.

Wei Zisu tossed the mineral water bottle into a trash can several meters away and took out his phone. "Sun Liang won't announce your relationship, and you seem pretty anxious about it. How about this? Since we're at the same company, I'll give you a hand."

Yuan Zizhen had yet to recover from the shock of his marriage and did not quite understand this remark either.

Wei Zisu's slender fingers tapped rapidly across his phone, then he pointed the camera at Yuan Zizhen.

Realizing he was about to take a picture, Yuan Zizhen pointed at Wei Zisu and glared furiously. "What are you doing? Put your phone down!"

As he spoke, he moved forward to snatch the phone.

Wei Zisu raised the prop sword in his right hand, spun it deftly, and laid it straight across Yuan Zizhen's neck.

Although it was only a prop, for realism on camera, it looked no different from a real sword apart from its unsharpened edge.

Yuan Zizhen could distinctly feel its weight against his neck and did not dare move for a moment.

Holding his phone in his left hand, Wei Zisu pressed the post button with his thumb, successfully publishing a Weibo post.

He was in no hurry to remove the sword. Instead, he told Yuan Zizhen, "I helped you out today, but there's no need to thank me. Just steer clear of me next time we meet."

With that, he turned the blade upright, patted his face with it, and neatly drew the sword behind his back.

Yuan Zizhen frantically took out his phone and opened Weibo.

Wei Zisu had actually posted two pictures on Weibo. One was the photo of him kissing Sun Liang in bed that he had deliberately let Wei Zisu see. The other was the one just taken, showing him pointing at the camera with a vicious expression. It had been taken with the default camera, without a single filter. For a celebrity, this was practically a public execution!!

The caption read: Congratulations to me for getting out of that cesspit! A rotten cucumber paired with spoiled rice, the most shameless scum in the universe. Let's wish this pair of bastards a long life together, getting uglier by the day. Also, you really do look ugly when you pick fights for no reason.

He had also tagged Yuan Zizhen and Sun Liang at the end.

He had intended to leave them a little dignity, but Yuan Zizhen had insisted on coming over and begging for abuse. What did an actor as utterly obscure as him have to fear? What did someone with nothing to lose have to fear from someone with something to lose? If this made the trending searches, it could even raise his profile!

Like a caring older brother, Wei Zisu said, "Now Sun Liang will have no choice but to announce your relationship. Aren't I clever and kind?"

Yuan Zizhen's phone chimed nonstop as netizens flooded into his Weibo comments.

His fans asked whether it was true and demanded an explanation.

Passersby also gathered to watch and left vicious remarks.

Netizen 1: Let me see what spoiled rice looks like. Why doesn't he look like that photo on Wei Zisu's Weibo? Did he crank the beauty filter up to ten?

Netizen 2: So even celebrities only look like this with the default camera. Thanks for curing my appearance anxiety.

Netizen 3: Someone who looks like this can be a homewrecker? Does that mean I can try my luck with the richest man?

Netizen 4: There's a saying that's so fucking true! To an Alpha, any shit outside that they haven't tasted yet smells good!

"Wei Zisu!!!"

As though he had gone mad, Yuan Zizhen hurled his phone at Wei Zisu.

Wei Zisu tilted his head and easily dodged it. Yuan Zizhen's phone missed him and smashed to pieces instead.

Unable to swallow his anger, Yuan Zizhen clenched his fist and moved to hit Wei Zisu. But Wei Zisu remained where he was and merely thrust the sword hilt forward, jamming it right against Yuan Zizhen's nostrils.

Yuan Zizhen was practically mad with rage. He snatched the umbrella from his assistant and, refusing to give up, tried to hit Wei Zisu again.

Wei Zisu inwardly scoffed. Against moves like these, he could knock Yuan Zizhen flat without moving a single step!

"Stop!"

The sharp command stopped Yuan Zizhen, who was right in front of him.

Both of them looked over. It was Sun Zhe, walking toward them with several people.

Of course Yuan Zizhen recognized Sun Zhe. He knew this was Sun Liang's older brother, and once he married into the Sun family, they would be family.

"Big Brother Sun..." Yuan Zizhen looked aggrieved, his eyes brimming with tears.

Yet Sun Zhe walked past him without so much as a glance and went straight to Wei Zisu.

Wei Zisu was still wearing his period costume, dressed as the young master of the Marquis's Residence. His high ponytail made Sun Zhe's eyes light up.

"Zisu," he said warmly, ignoring Yuan Zizhen, "I happened to be in Hengdian on business, so I came to see you. I bought some drinks and snacks nearby on my way in to treat your crew."

As he spoke, he waved a hand, and his subordinates carried several insulated boxes inside to hand out drinks and snacks in Wei Zisu's name.

Wei Zisu thanked him repeatedly. "Big Brother Sun, you shouldn't have gone to all that expense."

"Why are you being so formal with me?" Sun Zhe glanced at Yuan Zizhen, then continued speaking to Wei Zisu. "I told you, whether you marry into the Sun family or not, I'll always be your Big Brother Sun. If you run into any trouble, just come to me."

A single remark had shut Yuan Zizhen out. If he still could not read the situation, he would be just like that idiot Sun Liang!

Angry as he was, he did not dare show it and could only turn and leave resentfully. Inwardly, however, he was thinking that once he saw Sun Liang, he would be sure to embellish everything that had happened today, especially the part about his older brother. The engagement was already over, yet he was still treating Wei Zisu so well. Why should he?