[ABO] The Despised One Becomes an Internet Sensation After Marriage - Chapter 18

Chapter 18

The role-play voting was posted online immediately after the live broadcast ended. Countless netizens clipped the interactions between Fu Shiyan and Xu Zhimian and shared them across social media.

“The production crew is playing a dangerous game—this ‘role-play temptation’ is handled perfectly! It’s beautiful, I love it, this is exactly what adults should be watching. I-love-it-to-death.jpg”

“Finally, something for adults! Other shows, please take notes! They’re legally married, what is there to be afraid of?!”

“I am literally dying from the sweetness. This doesn’t feel like acting at all; the desire in their eyes is practically leaping off the screen. This has to be from the heart!”

“If this is acting, I’ll wash my hair while doing a handstand! This is too sweet! I love the tension between them! Ahhh! It’s so good, film more of this!”

“Ugh, if I married a wife like that, I’d punch myself every time we had an argument!!!”

“Fu Shiyan is one lucky man!!”

“I don’t usually watch variety shows, but I totally ‘get’ this clip. This is way too seductive.”

“This is the first time I’ve felt they are so ‘shippable’! The sexual tension is real. I’m officially joining the fandom!”

“The ‘Zhi-Shi’ CP Super Topic has been established! Welcome all new Cheese fans!”

“Based on this video alone, I’m voting for them! The tension is off the charts.”

“Boost this post! Let’s make sure our CP stays in a better house next time! Crying/Crying/Crying”

The famous streamer King reposted the voting Weibo: “I don’t usually follow celebrities, but I have to fiercely support my own ‘son’!”

“A dream collaboration between King and Xu Zhimian? Hahaha!”

“If he’s the King’s son, then he’s our son too! Go, go, go! To the top!”

The popularity of 21 Days reached a new fever pitch.

…

In the Van

The live stream had ended early, but the follow-cam stayed with them.

The six of them sat in the same van, chatting idly. As Xu Zhimian listened, his eyelids began to feel heavy. The voices grew distant, and his head suddenly lolled toward the window—only for a hand to quickly slide in and cushion the impact.

Fu Shiyan tilted his head to look at him. The Omega was sleeping obediently in the corner, his expression serene. With the movement, a large patch of snowy-white skin was exposed at his chest.

Fu Shiyan’s brow twitched. After a moment, he draped his own warm suit jacket over Xu Zhimian.

He was simply playing the part thoroughly, he told himself.

Xu Zhimian woke up groggily. The interior of the van was dim and quiet. He slowly turned his head, and the first thing he saw was a prominent Adam’s apple.

He shifted his gaze away, but a second later, he snapped to attention. An Adam’s apple?

He looked up to see Fu Shiyan’s profile; the man had his eyes closed, resting. When did I end up leaning on his shoulder?

Fu Shiyan’s eyelashes fluttered. Xu Zhimian instinctively closed his eyes to pretend he was still asleep. Fu Shiyan didn’t notice the ruse and reached out to gently ruffle Xu Zhimian’s hair.

Xu Zhimian: “…”

The van pulled up in front of the villa, and the interior lights suddenly flicked on. The people in the back were startled awake by the glare.

The moment the light hit, a hand reached over to cover Xu Zhimian’s eyes. His heart skipped two beats… Fu Shiyan’s acting was truly top-tier.

He let his eyelashes tremble and pretended to wake up slowly. Fu Shiyan withdrew his hand. As Xu Zhimian shifted his sleepy body, the jacket slid off and was caught by Fu Shiyan.

“…Awake?”

Xu Zhimian: “…Mm.”

“If you’re awake, let’s get out.”

As Xu Zhimian stood up, his legs felt weak from sleeping too long. He instinctively grabbed Fu Shiyan’s hand for support, then froze. Fu Shiyan’s palm was slightly cool.

Even though it was summer, the sea breeze at night was strong and the temperature dropped quickly. With the air conditioning in the car, if Fu Shiyan hadn’t put his jacket on him…

Fu Shiyan gripped his hand. “Legs numb? I’ll help you back.”

Xu Zhimian didn’t object.

Likely out of consideration for the cameraman, Fu Shiyan kept a tight grip on his hand the whole way back, never letting go.

Is this really just ‘playing a part’?

…

In the Bedroom

The sound of splashing water came from the bathroom. Fu Shiyan pulled off his necktie and placed it on the nightstand.

He lit a cigarette, the smoke blurring his features, while the faint glow of his phone reflected on his face.

[Grandpa Fu]: I don’t want to nag you… but bring Xiao Xu home for dinner next Sunday.

[Grandpa Fu]: Since you’ve married the boy, bring him back for us to see. Next time, we’ll have a meal with his family and discuss the wedding arrangements.

A moment later.

[Fu Shiyan]: Okay.

The water in the bathroom suddenly stopped. Xu Zhimian pushed the door open with just a crack, his voice muffled: “Sir.”

Fu Shiyan: “Hmm?”

“I forgot to bring my bathrobe. Could you hand it to me?”

“Okay.” Fu Shiyan scanned the bed, picked up the bathrobe, and walked over.

Xu Zhimian opened the door a bit wider, revealing half of his body. The bathroom was thick with steam, though it was beginning to dissipate. His exposed shoulder was pale and lean, glistening with water droplets that were slowly tracing paths downward.

His soft, fluffy black hair was damp and plastered messily against his forehead. His face was flushed a rosy pink from the steam, and his wet lashes clung to his skin.

Fu Shiyan’s Adam’s apple bobbed. A surge of heat rushed from the soles of his feet straight to a certain place. His expression changed instantly; he shoved the bathrobe toward Xu Zhimian with lightning speed and then slammed the bathroom door shut with a loud thud.

“…” Behind the door, Xu Zhimian saw it all. A mischievous glint flashed in his eyes.

Fu Shiyan clenched his fists, trying to regain his composure for a long moment. Just as he turned to walk away, a heavy thud and a muffled groan of pain echoed from the bathroom.

“!” He spun around immediately and pushed the door open in a panic.

“Xu Zhimian!”

Inside the bathroom, Xu Zhimian was standing under the showerhead, head tilted slightly. The sound of the falling object had actually been the rack holding the toiletries.

“What is it, Sir?”

Now, Fu Shiyan saw Xu Zhimian’s body in its entirety. As the steam swirled away, Xu Zhimian’s skin seemed to glow. Water droplets slid down his lean back, tracing the smooth line of his waist. Upon closer inspection, he had two delicate waist dimples; the water collected there, swirling slightly in the depressions.

Following the line of the waist further down was that full, pert…

Fu Shiyan felt a dull ache below the belt. He took a sharp breath and turned his back to him. “Nothing. I made a mistake.”

Watching him leave in a state near total discomposure, Xu Zhimian turned back around, a smirk tugging at his lips.

Sir, two can play at the ‘acting’ game.