Jiang Shu unhappily answered “none.” The lie detector didn’t go off.
This segment ended just like that.
The guests were overheated in the hot spring rooms and returned to the living room.
Wen Zhenghan and Chu Wei’s gazes were glued to Xiang Lingyun.
Xiang Lingyun was being stared at so intensely he felt like he was sitting on needles, like thorns in his back, like fish bones stuck in his throat.
But inwardly he felt a sense of king-level satisfaction.
These two still hadn’t realized why Shen Fu had been ignoring them since joining the show. They probably still thought he was an outsider. They even tried to compete in front of him, attempting to win him over.
Now they were dumbfounded.
If you asked Xiang Lingyun how he felt now, it was: pretending to be weak to eat the tiger, satisfying.
Between these two, one was a Noble Consort, one was an Empress, Heron and clam fighting, both losing, yet they never imagined the Pure Consort was actually himself.
Not only Wen Zhenghan and Chu Wei, even the barrage was plunged into stunned disbelief.
【What the h*ll?】
【Xiang Lingyun and Shen Fu, have they even interacted since joining the show? How does he also think Shen Fu likes him?】
The barrage had seen everything. Shen Fu was clearly avoiding all of them like the plague.
There was no way to distort that.
In previous dating shows, there were always guests who tried to flirt with two people at once, and they would always get torn apart by viewers. Before Limited-Time Heartbeat aired, every fandom worried their idol might fall into that kind of situation. But surprisingly, maybe because everyone was a celebrity, they were all quite restrained on the show. Except for Gu Qingshuang testing the waters early on, everyone else focused on interacting with only one person.
Shen Fu was even more extreme, to the point no one knew whether she came for a dating show or a money-counting contest.
Chu Wei and Wen Zhenghan were understandable, one was an ex, one had interacted with her.
But Xiang Lingyun?
What gave this top-tier star such confidence?
Chu Wei fans, though they never liked Shen Fu, now felt like someone had forcibly snatched their cake, leaving them speechless: 【Xiang Lingyun is way too confident, right?】
Considering they were all in the same industry, they didn’t dare say “ordinary self-confidence.” And besides, Xiang Lingyun’s looks and height were indeed not ordinary.
Wen Zhenghan fans: 【“Only Ling Ge is slightly normal.”】
Xiang Lingyun’s fans were embarrassed to death, and could only barely save face in the barrage: 【Is there some kind of misunderstanding?!】
If not a misunderstanding, then it was a gimmick deliberately created by the production team.
Stupid production team!
Passerby viewers watched as what was originally a battle between Wen Zhenghan’s and Chu Wei’s fans suddenly turned into a fight involving Xiang Lingyun’s fans too, and were delighted: 【I’m evil so I’ll say it first, before the show started, which fandoms were repeatedly emphasizing that whether it was the Film Emperor, or Chu Wei, or Xiang Top Star, none of them wanted to be associated with an eighteen-line vase like Shen Fu?】
【Oh? Why does it now look completely opposite. Shen Fu doesn’t want to pay attention to your Ges at all, but your Ges all look like they came charging for Shen Fu?】
All three fanbases were having heart attacks.
Chu Wei’s fans, unable to win, simply joined in and lay flat on the battlefield: 【What about it if he came just for Shen Fu? My Ge is a devoted lover, a tragic mandarin duck pair torn apart by the company, and you won’t even allow him to try reconciling?!】
Wen Zhenghan’s fans were still struggling: 【Get lost, there must be some misunderstanding here!】
Xiang Lingyun’s fans sneered: 【The question was who you think has an arrow toward you, not who you have an arrow toward. This only proves Shen Fu gave my Ge the wrong signal, and just from that Shen Fu’s fans are already climaxing? My Ge has never shown any interest in your girl, right?!】
Chu Wei’s fans: 【Didi, you really shouldn’t say that. Be careful of jinxing it.】
Xiang Lingyun’s fans: 【……】
The barrage was a complete mess. Over here, Wen Zhenghan and Chu Wei simply stopped the production team from continuing filming, and one on each side dragged Xiang Lingyun up to the rooftop.
The three of them stood on the rooftop, blowing cold wind for a few minutes, trying to calm down.
Xiang Lingyun couldn’t help coughing once. “What is it?”
Wen Zhenghan turned around, stared at him, and asked calmly, “Xiang Lingyun, is there some misunderstanding in all this?”
Chu Wei couldn’t calm down. He grabbed Xiang Lingyun: “Ge, you misunderstood, right?! How can you be so ordinary but confident?!”
Ever since Chu Wei broke the jar and let it smash, his mouth had absolutely no emotional intelligence. Xiang Lingyun had originally planned to speak properly, but after being mocked like that, his face turned dark. He pulled off the hand gripping his clothes. “Are you sick?”
Chu Wei: “You’re the sick one! You’re the one who’s got a brain full of delusions!”
Xiang Lingyun stepped forward and shoved him coldly. “Don’t think that just because you call me Ge, I won’t hit you.”
Chu Wei stumbled back several steps. Judging the height difference, he was 1.78 m, Xiang Lingyun was at least ten centimeters taller, Chu Wei suddenly felt a bit intimidated. But he still couldn’t lose momentum. He shoved back. “Oh oh, who’s hitting who? You really have a big mouth.”
“Enough.” Wen Zhenghan’s face was dark. “What exactly is going on?”
Xiang Lingyun originally hadn’t planned to tell them. First, because Chu Wei was like a rabid dog who drank tea with everyone; he was just here on a variety show to earn some appearance fee, and he couldn’t be bothered to get involved. Second, watching these two, beloved by millions, glamorous on the outside, turn into two idiots being toyed with in private was actually quite amusing.
But now he was pissed off by Chu Wei, and he couldn’t be bothered to keep up the façade.
“You want the truth? The truth is, when Shen Fu was my girlfriend, you two were still wearing split-crotch pants!”
Split-crotch pants—
Pants—
The rooftop echoed.
Wen Zhenghan and Chu Wei were both stunned by the sentence.
Girlfriend?
What girlfriend?
He said Shen Fu had been his girlfriend?
“Stop daydreaming!” Chu Wei couldn’t hold back anymore, rushing up and punching him. “Did you take a spring dream in the middle of the night and mistake it for reality? Xiang Lingyun, I always knew you were narcissistic, but I didn’t know you were this shameless. How dare you slander Shen Fu like that?!”
Chu Wei only got that one punch in. An idol who danced on stage all year had neither the ability nor agility of an actor who filmed martial arts scenes.
Xiang Lingyun threw him over his shoulder, slamming Chu Wei to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, it was Chu Wei whose face was bruised and swollen.
Xiang Lingyun wiped the blood at the corner of his mouth. If not for the tiny shred of reason left, he would have stomped on Chu Wei’s face twice.
Wen Zhenghan pulled the two apart. “Are you crazy? You’re still on a show.”
He helped Chu Wei up from the ground, held him still, then turned to Xiang Lingyun, face ugly. “When did this happen?”
Xiang Lingyun: “Two years ago.”
Chu Wei struggled. “When Shen Fu was dating me, that was three years ago. You’re later than me.”
Xiang Lingyun: “Oh? Then good for you. You weren’t wearing split-crotch pants then. You were already in your grave.”
Chu Wei: “……”
Wen Zhenghan slowly pieced everything together, as if someone had smashed a heavy stick over his head.
He couldn’t help stepping back two steps and sat down on the water pipe by the wall.
In the cold wind, his face turned ashen.
In the thirty years he’d lived, never had anything shocked him like this.
One month ago, before joining the show, Shen Fu learned he was joining the show for Zuo Mei, to help her make a comeback, and she asked him for a breakup.
At the time he didn’t think much of it. Flipping through his script, he only felt she was being unreasonable. He was impatient. “If you want to leave, then leave. Nobody will stop you.”
Shen Fu left with tears in her eyes.
Seeing Shen Fu on the show, his first reaction was that she must be up to some nonsense again. But unexpectedly, nothing.
Now thinking back, that moment when she closed the door of his study, the redness in her eyes and the tears she held back seemed fake too.
He wondered why there were always so many eye-drops in the house.
The more Wen Zhenghan thought, the more stifled he felt. Shocked, furious.
At the same time, a stronger sense of competitiveness surged up, what, he wasn’t good enough? He was successful, his life smooth, he had always been praised and envied. Shen Fu had never had any real feelings for him?
Xiang Lingyun, however, took it lightly and even comforted him instead. “Zheng Ge, why do you look ten years older in a second? An ex, right? Who doesn’t have a few? Even if Shen Fu dated all of us, it’s nothing. She dated one a year, it’s not like she cheated.”
Shen Fu is pretty, okay, what’s wrong with handsome men and pretty women being a little freer.
Chu Wei had still been depressed, but when he heard this he almost laughed out loud: “The Film Emperor isn’t the same as us. Shen Fu and we really dated. With him? She was acting with him.”
Wen Zhenghan: “……”
“Is that real or fake?” Xiang Lingyun wanted to laugh. Looking at Wen Zhenghan’s expression that seemed like he had swallowed a fly, he forced himself to hold back.
“Uh, it slipped out by accident.” Chu Wei’s face was full of guilt: “Zheng Ge, I shouldn’t have said that, right?”
Wen Zhenghan: “……”
Can he blacklist this guy after the show ends? He really is cheap.
After blowing in the cold wind on the rooftop for a while, the three of them calmed down.
It’s not like filming a costume drama now, where one disagreement means wiping out the other person’s whole clan.
They are all figures with status and reputation. It’s impossible that just because they discovered they all had the same girlfriend, they would really fight here until death.
Even though right now they have already cursed each other eight hundred times in their hearts, they still need to keep face.
The only problem is—
The three of them are completely different types.
Wen Zhenghan with gold-rim glasses could go play a refined villain, belonging to the gentle and elegant type. Xiang Lingyun is the traditional strong-featured handsome guy, long legs and thin lips. Chu Wei is the cute-type idol, a head of chestnut curls that easily makes people think of a clingy little puppy.
These completely different three types, Shen Fu liked all of them?
Her taste really is quite changeable.
The three were sizing each other up when Chu Wei appropriately broke it: “Film Emperor, use your brain. Shen Fu always acted for you. That means she doesn’t like your type at all.”
Wen Zhenghan: “……”
Chu Wei continued stabbing: “You could switch your persona and walk my route. Maybe then Shen Fu will feel a little real emotion toward you. But with your age, it’s too late to walk this route, right?”
Wen Zhenghan sneered: “Do your fans know you’re this kind of person behind the scenes? If this continues, the few fans you have left are going to run clean, right? Can you still afford the inner-ring apartment? Want me to write you a check?”
Xiang Lingyun stood with hands in pockets, not joining the bickering, because he felt both of them were idiots.
What’s there to say about one ex? And the one who got played by? What’s there to say?
When Shen Fu broke up with them, did she lose sleep and cry all night like she did with him?
Thinking this, Xiang Lingyun still quietly glanced at Chu Wei’s chestnut curls.
Girls really like this?
Dog-like type, heh.
This thing, Shen Fu’s first love? He deserves it?
Chu Wei also couldn’t help glancing at Xiang Lingyun’s chest muscles.
Why is it that even though he goes to the gym every day, he can’t train to be that big?
What did Shen Fu like about this man?
His body?
While the three were intensely and silently evaluating one another, the metal door of the rooftop made a sound of being pushed open.
All three looked over.
There was too much equipment for this segment. The production team needed to move things to the rooftop to store.
Shen Fu carried a few cardboard boxes up to help.
The moment she pushed open the door, she met the gaze of the three men standing in the hazy night wind.
Shen Fu: “……”
The three men: “……”
Shen Fu: “……”
Sorry to disturb.
Shen Fu quietly put the boxes down at the rooftop entrance.
Just as she was about to go out, her hoodie was tugged back.
Jiang Shu stood behind her. He was tall. He pulled her aside, reached out, and closed the rooftop door.
“What are you doing?” Shen Fu straightened her crooked hood.
“I’m very unhappy,” Jiang Shu said.
Shen Fu paused.
The staircase was pitch-black. Shen Fu looked up, unable to see his expression.
But when Jiang Shu was unhappy, someone was going to suffer.
The next second, Jiang Shu took out the other hand that had been in his jacket pocket, and pulled out a half-palm-sized iron lock.
Shen Fu: “……”
Before she could say anything, Jiang Shu raised his hand and locked the rooftop door. His eyelids lifted, and he casually tossed the key.
Shen Fu: “……”
The key fell somewhere against the railing, maybe into the gap of the downstairs floor, making a crisp sound in the dark.
On the rooftop, the three men still knew nothing.
After a moment of silence, Chu Wei couldn’t help saying: “Who do you think she was looking at just now?”
Shen Fu paused for two whole seconds. Her gaze stayed with him, okay.
Xiang Lingyun folded his arms and pondered: “It’s pitch black. Who can see clearly?”
He suspected she was looking at him.
Wen Zhenghan had just opened his mouth when Chu Wei said: “Haha, definitely not you.”
Wen Zhenghan: “……”
