Fake Cannon Fodder A Becomes a Sensation in Romance Variety Shows - Chapter 44.2

Ke Yuxin zeroed in on the key points of every sentence.

Cheng Xiaoming was generous so she was rich, huh? Ke Yuxin thought so too. Just looking at her outfit, she could tell she wasn’t some ordinary nouveau riche.

And then there was Wen Huiyun since when was she good at cooking? Probably just putting on a show for the variety program.

“Oh no!” Mi Tao asked Ke Yuxin, “Did you send your ‘Whisper of Love’ yet? They just announced it over the broadcast.”

“No!”

Mi Tao hadn’t brought her “Whisper of Love” phone into the bathroom earlier and had forgotten about it after coming back. It wasn’t until the producer sent her a reminder that she remembered and decided to remind Ke Yuxin as well.

“It’s the prop phone the producer gave you. Open it, and I’ll show you how to use it.”

“Okay, got it. Thanks.”

With clear intent, Ke Yuxin tapped on Cheng Xiaoming’s profile picture.

Sunglasses, a sharp jawline, a long neck on full display, with a luxurious wall of fine liquor in the background.

If profile pictures could talk, this one would probably say in a deep voice: That’s me in the pic. Satisfied?

“…”

Suddenly, she understood what Mi Tao meant when she said, “Sister Ming is a bit lost in her own world.”

So cringe.

Ke Yuxin curled her lips in disdain.

But no matter who Ke Yuxin had issues with, she would never have issues with money.

‘It was a pleasure meeting you. You’re a natural focal point, my eyes can’t look away. Looking forward to the wonderful things about you.’

Sent.

10:45 PM.

Cheng Xiaoming held up her photo and asked Liang Yuan, “Tell me, is my profile picture not good-looking?”

Sunglasses, jawline, neck, wall of fine liquor.

Liang Yuan: “Did someone say it was ugly?”

The activity room door swung open, and the photo was placed on top of an electric guitar.

“Is my profile picture ugly?”

Ye Zhuoyan’s lips were a vivid red as she turned her face away, fingers tightly gripping Wen Huiyun’s sleeve.

Wen Huiyun: “…” =.= Thanks a lot! Official pairing Alpha beep!

Gu Rufeng was in the middle of showering when an ethereal voice drifted in from the next stall.

“Rufeng, when you’re done can you help me look at this photo, thanks.”

Gu Rufeng: 0_0

Wrapping a towel around herself, Gu Rufeng saw a tall figure leaning against the doorway, a phone displaying the photo placed squarely on the sink counter.

“This is just your style. Why are you doubting yourself?”

Gu Rufeng slipped on her robe, handed the phone back to Cheng Xiaoming, and asked.

Cheng Xiaoming didn’t want to say.

She had received a “Whisper of Love.”

‘Don’t even want to give you a reaction meme. Change your profile pic.’

And today, she didn’t have any bunny girl reaction memes.

As for the other whisper, Cheng Xiaoming didn’t even finish reading it.

What could be more important than her profound, meaningful photo?

Early the next morning, the producer delivered a complimentary breakfast to the “Love Nest.”

“Today, we have a special arrangement.”

To help the newcomers settle in, the show had prepared a “One-Day Assistant” activity.

The new guests could choose one of the existing guests to accompany them for the day, helping them familiarize themselves with the love nest and its surroundings.

The Alpha and Omega guests sat at opposite ends of the circular couch, while Gu Rufeng and Ke Yuxin stood in the middle.

The producer said, “Gu Rufeng, please choose your one-day assistant.”

The camera panned to the three Omegas.

After a brief silence, Gu Rufeng walked over to the circular couch and handed Doberman’s leash to Mi Tao.

“The other Omegas, Baru isn’t familiar with them.” Her voice was soft, but just loud enough for them to hear.

Jiang Yining led the teasing chorus: “Ooooh! Ooooh!”

Ye Zhuoyan smiled faintly. She had a decent impression of Gu Rufeng though a bit of a quiet type, he seemed unexpectedly compatible with the lively Mi Tao.

Mi Tao, holding the dog’s leash, instinctively glanced at Liang Yuan, whose expression remained unreadable, maintaining a polite smile.

Liang Yuan stared straight ahead, not looking in her direction.

Mi Tao lowered her eyes, understanding dawning as she smiled faintly and patted the Doberman. “Let’s go, Baru!”

The crew opened the front door, and Gu Rufeng, with a single-strap backpack slung over his shoulder, waited for Mi Tao to set off together.

The first pair of “One-Day Assistants” was on their way!

Director: “Ke Yuxin, please choose your one-day assistant.”

Ke Yuxin stood in place, her gaze sweeping over the three alphas one by one.

Wen Huiyun crossed her arms, her expression icy. Don’t come near me.

Stay away, toxic supporting female lead. Begone, evil spirits.

Even Ye Zhuoyan’s willow-leaf brows furrowed slightly, her eyes darting repeatedly between Wen Huiyun and Ke Yuxin.

Ke Yuxin rose slightly on her tiptoes, brushing aside the stray hairs on her forehead as she lowered her head with a shy smile.

She took a step forward, walking over.

“Um, would you be okay?”

Ke Yuxin’s face flushed crimson as her fair, delicate hand extended toward Cheng Xiaoming.

“Ooh!” Jiang Yining’s teasing abruptly cut off.

Ye Zhuoyan looked at her in surprise.

Wen Huiyun and Liang Yuan also exchanged glances, their faces etched with exclamation marks.

Cheng Xiaoming froze for a second, neither looking at Ke Yuxin nor the omega group.

She glanced at the director, then straightened her tie and stood up, bypassing Ke Yuxin’s outstretched hand.

“Sure, let’s go.”

Ke Yuxin awkwardly withdrew her hand and followed her.

The director trembled weakly.

Why did that single glance from Cheng Xiaoming make him feel like his job was hanging by a thread?

Wah, being a director is such a high-risk profession T_T

“Yining, eat something. Don’t you love egg tarts? There are purple sweet potato and raisin ones here.”

The remaining guests sat in the dining room. Ye Zhuoyan coaxed Jiang Yining to have breakfast.

Jiang Yining poked at her oatmeal. “I don’t know, not really hungry.”

“I’m heading to my little basement.”

Wen Huiyun watched silently, then shook her head slightly at Ye Zhuoyan, signaling her not to push.

Liang Yuan finished his sandwich. “I’ll go check on my place too. Haven’t finalized the soft decor yet.”

Ye Zhuoyan stayed behind with Wen Huiyun to clean up the table.

“Yining likes Xiaoming, doesn’t she?”

Ye Zhuoyan packed the leftover egg tarts just in case Jiang Yining wanted some later.

Wen Huiyun tried recalling the original novel’s plot but couldn’t remember anything related to Jiang Yining.

The Cheng family’s later storyline was full of twists and turns, with intricate power dynamics. In the original plot, Ye Zhuoyan had mediated and helped navigate those complexities. But now, with the plot completely derailed, it was anyone’s guess.

Maybe Jiang Yining was sent by some faction to get close to the main alpha pairing?

Wen Huiyun couldn’t be sure. “Hard to say.”

Ye Zhuoyan lowered her eyes and stepped behind Wen Huiyun, pressing her forehead against her shirt.

“Does Huiyun like Zhuoyan?”

Her heart felt like it had been struck by a candy hammer.

Tiny sugar fragments scattered everywhere.

Her fingers trailed downward, hooking around Wen Huiyun’s, giving them two playful tugs.

Wen Huiyun turned around, pressing her cheek against Ye Zhuoyan’s.

Then she leaned in, whispering warm breath against her ear.

“You tell me.”

Ye Zhuoyan pushed against her chest. “I say it’s hard to say.”

Wen Huiyun turned back to wash the dishes.

Seems like someone’s too shy to say it.

Some people can’t even let those inside relax when they’re outside.

Ke Yuxin was out all day, sending Wen Huiyun a text every hour:

Cheng Xiaoming treated me to Western food, but this place has no taste, nowhere near as good as you.

In my heart, I choose you, but you resisted me so fiercely yesterday. I thought I’d give you some space first. You won’t blame me, right?

Yun, I miss you so much. I miss you holding me, I miss you stroking the hair by my ear.

Damn it, why didn’t that bitch die in Jade City?

So annoying.

Wen Huiyun turned off her phone. The afternoon weather was nice perfect for changing her SIM card.

Ke Yuxin found that Wen Huiyun’s number wasn’t going through and only learned from Cheng Xiaoming that Wen Huiyun’s SIM card had been “shattered.”

Ke Yuxin was furious. What the hell? Wen Huiyun was definitely doing this on purpose.

Who did she think she was, daring to throw a tantrum at her?

Enough was enough. Back in the day, Wen Huiyun wouldn’t have dared to sulk at her.

In the end, she’d always come crawling back, wagging her tail, begging for her attention.

Tch.

Ke Yuxin looked at herself in the mirror, her innocent face curling into a scornful smirk.

Seemed like she’d have to flex a little charm.

Night fell.

Ke Yuxin changed into a subtly alluring red evening gown, wrote a note, and asked Wen Huiyun to meet her in the third-floor garden.

The moment she heard footsteps, Ke Yuxin spun around gracefully.

“Yun, you always loved listening to me play. I brought my instrument just for you your favorite, Serenade.”

“Huh?”

Wen Huiyun had come, alright but she was also carrying an electric guitar.

“Sister Yun, you ?”

Wen Huiyun cradled the guitar. “I don’t remember what I used to like, but right now, I’m obsessed with electric guitar.”

“This is a little love song I composed for Zhuoyan.”

“Want me to play you a bit?”

Ke Yuxin’s expression looked like she’d just been hit by a truck.

Footsteps sounded again from the balcony door.

The newcomer even clapped enthusiastically.

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