[ABO] The Despised One Becomes an Internet Sensation After Marriage - Chapter 13

Chapter 13

Within half an hour of the online poll going live, the number of voters surpassed a million. The comment section was completely overrun.

[Chotto Matte]: AHHH! The most anticipated has to be the Ze-Ming couple! I’m stanning their bickering so hard. I have to say, Lu Ze, that old fox, really knows how to play the game!

[Whatever, I’m the Chosen One]: Holding the Double-Alpha banner high! Who doesn’t love a relationship between equals?! I declare that I just love seeing Dr. Ji keep that brat Zhou Yan in check! They’re so ship-worthy; I feel like Dr. Ji really dotes on my bratty boy!!

Among the top three hot comments, not a single one mentioned Xu Zhimian. Unable to help himself, Xu Zhimian logged into a burner account and began spamming the comments.

[Yellow-Haired Tianjin Customs at School]: I think Xu Zhimian and President Fu are ship-worthy too. Their interactions are so sweet.

Before long, a bunch of people replied below: “Please delete this. We only look forward to real couples.” “It’s fake. I don’t believe in them anyway.”

Xu Zhimian couldn’t resist replying: “What part of it is fake!”

[The eyes. You can tell at a glance. For the other two couples, every time their eyes meet, it’s filled with sticky, lingering love. When I see Fu Shiyan and Xu Zhimian look at each other, their eyes are too indifferent. They say you can’t hide it when you like someone. If I had to say, I think there’s a hint of affection in Xu Zhimian’s eyes, but not in Fu Shiyan’s.]

This comment was plain and objective, but it was quickly buried by remarks like “After all, Xu Zhimian is an actor.” Xu Zhimian paused. Anyway, they’re just a business marriage.

At 7:00 PM, the livestream resumed. The director announced the results, and unsurprisingly, Lu Ze and Ye Ming took first place.

Without a second thought, Ye Ming chose the Presidential Suite. Next was Zhou Yan. He rested his chin on his hand, tilted his head toward Ji Yan, and asked in his usual nonchalant drawl, “Dr. Ji, what should we pick?”

Ji Yan looked at him. “Up to you.” They chose the Deluxe Room.

Even though Xu Zhimian wasn’t surprised, he still felt a bit dejected. Carrying the suitcase behind him, Fu Shiyan quickened his pace to catch up and gave the back of Zhimian’s neck a playful squeeze. “Be good. I’ll give you candy later.”

[Hahahaha, is President Fu coaxing a toddler?]

The touch of his warm hand sent a wave of numbness through Xu Zhimian. His body stiffened, and he snapped back irritably, “I’m not a kid!”

Fu Shiyan moved his hand up, his fingers brushing through Xu Zhimian’s soft, fluffy hair. His voice was very low. “Hmm? So if you’re not a ‘little kid,’ you can’t have candy?”

Fu Shiyan’s voice was so magnetic that Xu Zhimian instinctively ignored how incredibly cheesy the line was. A rush of heat surged through him, and his face turned beet red instantly.

[Pfft, hahaha! Confirmed by that look—President Fu and I watch the same movies!] “If you’re not a kid, you can’t have candy?” [Such a cheesy pickup line, but it’s so addictive! Actually, these two are pretty sweet too!] [You call this sweet? Has no one ever seen people in love before? This is pure industrial saccharine at first sight.]

Despite the skepticism, this clip was edited by netizens and went viral shortly after.

The Standard Room was located in the most remote corner of the villa. When they pushed the door open, it was indeed very sparse. The room was small with poor lighting; they had to turn on the lights even during the day. The bed was just an ordinary double bed.

After they finished unpacking, Fu Shiyan went to take a shower first. Xu Zhimian took the livestream phone and started chatting with the viewers.

[Mian-mian, please, sing a song!] [Mian-mian, please, sing a song!]

Rows of comments pleaded for him to sing. Xu Zhimian felt helpless but gave in. “Alright, alright. Since you all want to hear it, I’ll find a few songs.”

Xu Zhimian found an English song. Having not sung for a year or two, he cleared his throat and entered the beat with the accompaniment: “The one I love the most / Snuggle up under a tree…”

His voice was clear and clean, with a very unique quality. The song sounded like a lover’s whisper, lingering and full of deep emotion.

[AAHH! He’s singing so well I feel like I’m falling in love. What do I do?!] [Sob, sob, so beautiful!] [What’s the name of this song?! It’s too good.]

The sound of the water in the bathroom stopped at some point. Xu Zhimian replied to a fan: “This English song is called ‘Indulge in Brandy.'”

Just as the words left his mouth, the bathroom door swung open. Fu Shiyan stood at the doorway. His hair was damp but not dripping, with a few strands clinging to his forehead, giving him a more casual, domestic look.

His eyes, hidden in the shadows, were dark and unreadable. Xu Zhimian’s heart pounded against his ribs. He bit his lower lip. Fu Shiyan couldn’t have heard that, right? Even if he did, it doesn’t matter. He wouldn’t think of ‘that’ connection.

The room’s cameras were set to turn off automatically around 10:00 PM. Xu Zhimian turned off the livestream.

The room only had one blanket. After his shower, he climbed into bed. Xu Zhimian could clearly sense Fu Shiyan’s aura and the vigorous pheromones of an Alpha.

A faint scent of brandy lingered beside him. Xu Zhimian quietly shifted his body closer.

Fu Shiyan didn’t react, and it was unclear if he was asleep. The room was very dark. Zhimian sat up slightly and leaned in even closer, almost touching Fu Shiyan’s face.

Xu Zhimian slowed his breathing, his eyes tracing Fu Shiyan’s face inch by inch—from his forehead and the bridge of his nose to his lips.

The brandy scent intensified. Suddenly, a pair of hands wrapped around his waist. A force pulled Xu Zhimian straight into Fu Shiyan’s embrace. Fu Shiyan’s palms were burning hot. “Have you seen enough?”

His voice vibrated against his chest, causing Xu Zhimian’s breathing to falter. Fu Shiyan repeated the familiar song title: “‘Indulge in Brandy’?”

Xu Zhimian froze instantly.

“Xu Zhimian,” Fu Shiyan called his name. Pressed against his chest, Zhimian felt his heart thumping like a drum. A surge of heat rushed through him as a premonition flashed in his mind—Does Fu Shiyan know? And if he knows, then what?

He felt uncomfortably hot, his breathing ragged. “Mm… what is it?”

“…” Fu Shiyan’s voice carried no warmth at all: “We are only putting on a show.”

He would not fall in love with a calculating Omega.

Xu Zhimian was stunned on the spot. The phrase “putting on a show” was like a bucket of ice water poured over him from head to toe, chilling him to the bone. The heat in his blood drained away instantly.

They were, indeed, just putting on a show.

“…” It took a long time for Xu Zhimian to find his voice. His throat felt tight. “Okay… I understand, Mr. Fu.”