Fake Cannon Fodder A Becomes a Sensation in Romance Variety Shows - Chapter 50

A loud slam echoed from upstairs.

Wen Huiyun chased after the sound to the staircase when Ke Yuxin called out, “Sister Yun.”

Jiang Yining passed them and went upstairs. Seeing the tightly shut door, she asked Wen Huiyun, “Did you make Yan Yan angry?”

Wen Huiyun pressed her lips together.

Ke Yuxin disliked Jiang Yining and hid behind Wen Huiyun, glaring at her in frustration.

Jiang Yining gave a knowing look, turned her back on Wen Huiyun, and said in a light, almost amused tone, “You actually dared to provoke her.”

How could Wen Huiyun dare to provoke Ye Zhuoyan?

She was already unbearably agitated, and Ke Yuxin, as if deliberately seeking trouble, tugged at Wen Huiyun’s sleeve, dragging her toward the kitchen.

“Sister Yun, we just finished whipping the cream, and the tiramisu is only half done.”

Wen Huiyun tried to pry her fingers off, but Ke Yuxin tightened her grip, digging her nails in harder.

Her voice lowered, turning icy. “Wen Huiyun, behave. You wouldn’t want news of Ye Zhuoyan’s secret marriage to break before the dating show ends, would you?”

Ke Yuxin had struck a deal with Wen Huiyun to keep the marriage a secret, but in return, Wen Huiyun had to comply with her demands.

And she couldn’t breathe a word of it to Ye Zhuoyan.

“If I find out you’ve told Ye Zhuoyan anything, by the next morning, headlines about your scandalous, illicit relationship will dominate every major news outlet.”

Wen Huiyun stared at her like a hawk eyeing prey, but Ke Yuxin met her gaze unflinchingly. Slowly, Wen Huiyun released her grip, her movements stiff as she turned away and walked back to the kitchen.

The air was thick with the scent of cream and coffee powder.

Ke Yuxin cheerfully greeted the other guests returning to the mansion, while Wen Huiyun remained expressionless, methodically layering coffee-infused cream into a bowl.

She scooped a spoonful, paused, then spread it.

Why hadn’t this troublemaker met the same fate as the original owner back in Jadeite City?

Zhuoyan’s career was just starting to regain momentum. Completing this dating show would help her rebuild her reputation.

Zhuoyan had worked so hard. Her career was only beginning, it couldn’t be derailed now, not at this critical moment.

Dinner was prepared by Liang Yuan, who had specially made tomato beef brisket.

“Yuxin said she loves this. Come, try it. Everyone, dig in.”

The table was laden with nourishing, healthful dishes.

Only, Ye Zhuoyan’s usual tailored fitness meal was missing.

Liang Yuan served her some greens and a bowl of tomato soup, asking, “The soup was simmered with beef, but that’s fine, right?”

With the bowl already placed before her, how could she refuse?

Ye Zhuoyan smiled and took a sip. “Thank you, Sister Liang.”

Mi Tao asked, “How’s your love nest coming along? The director said it’ll be finished in about a month.”

Liang Yuan ladled soup for her. “Mine’s almost done.”

“Same here.” Jiang Yining finished her rice and reached for the ladle. “Thanks, I’ll serve myself.”

Wen Huiyun noticed Ye Zhuoyan barely touching her food and considered making her a separate fitness meal in the kitchen.

Just then, a pair of chopsticks reached over.

Ye Zhuoyan fished out a small piece of white beef fat from the tomato soup and placed it in Wen Huiyun’s bowl.

The fatty morsel quivered slightly.

Wen Huiyun looked up. Ye Zhuoyan smiled. “Huiyun, eat some meat to warm up.”

Wen Huiyun stared at the small, glistening piece in her bowl.

Beneath it, juices pooled, forming a tiny puddle of broth.

Oil droplets floated on the surface.

“Okay.” Wen Huiyun picked it up.

These were the first words Ye Zhuoyan had spoken to her since returning to the mansion that evening.

When Ye Zhuoyan had come back and seen Ke Yuxin getting close to Wen Huiyun in private, she hadn’t argued, sulked, or shown any sign of anger.

Except for that initial, resounding slam of the door.

She even added extra meat to Wen Huiyun’s bowl to warm her up.

Wen Huiyun felt her scalp tingle, her heart prickling with unease.

This…

Lifting her gaze, she saw Ye Zhuoyan sitting elegantly across from her, her features as exquisite as a painting.

Looking at Wen Huiyun with a smile, she said, “Huiyun, drink your soup.”

Wen Huiyun reached out with goosebump-covered hands, trembling slightly. “Ah, okay.”

“Look at you, soup all over your mouth. Like a child.” Ye Zhuoyan reached out, gently wiping the tomato soup foam from the corner of Wen Huiyun’s lips.

Ke Yuxin turned to look at the sound.

Ye Zhuoyan was tender and attentive, not only wiping Wen Huiyun’s mouth but also scratching her chin as if teasing a small animal.

“Can you purr?” Ye Zhuoyan asked while stroking Wen Huiyun.

Wen Huiyun tilted her face up, her cheeks growing increasingly red, matching the hue of the tomato soup.

Her eyes dazed, her throat quivering lightly: “Purr, purr purr.”

Ye Zhuoyan fed her a bite of meat before turning to chat with the other guests.

At this moment, the camera deliberately focused on Ke Yuxin.

Good grief, even the most skilled glaring actresses would have to concede defeat in front of her.

The audience in the live chat had long been unable to take it:

[Look, Ke Yuxin looks like an angry bullfrog when she’s mad.]

[Who does she even like? Throwing olive branches at Liang Yuan, making tiramisu for Cheng Xiaoming, and clinging to Wen Huiyun.]

[What’s Wen Huiyun thinking? Why isn’t she keeping her distance from Ke Yuxin? Is she a hidden villain even worse than Liang Yuan?]

Today, it was Ye Zhuoyan and Wen Huiyun’s turn to do the cleaning.

Seeing everyone present, Ye Zhuoyan took the initiative to ask Ke Yuxin, “Xinxin, I’m not feeling well today. Can we switch cleaning days?”

Ke Yuxin was puzzled. Hadn’t Ye Zhuoyan just been competing with her at the dining table? Why suddenly give up the chance to be alone with Wen Huiyun?

Ye Zhuoyan sat down, looking a bit wilted.

With the cameras rolling and the guests watching, Ke Yuxin couldn’t drop her “understanding flower” persona. She agreed with a smile and went into the kitchen to help Wen Huiyun wash dishes.

Mi Tao sat beside Ye Zhuoyan and whispered, “Sister Zhuoyan, are you on your period? Not feeling well?”

Ye Zhuoyan shook her head. “I’m fine, thank you, Taozi. Don’t worry.”

Jiang Yining brought over a pile of chips and sunflower seeds, saying it was rare for everyone to be in the living room today and suggesting they find some entertainment.

“Come on, grab some snacks, eat whatever. Zhuoyan, you can only have sugar-free bran cookies. What should we watch? ‘Daily Explosion’? ‘Martial Arts Legends’? Or ‘Home with AO’?”

“Let’s watch ‘The Temptation to Go Home.'”

The living room fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Yining exclaimed excitedly, “Great! Zhuoyan, you watch cheesy dramas about affairs and revenge too?”

Ye Zhuoyan replied, “I haven’t seen it yet, but I heard it’s interesting. I want to watch.”

“I’ve seen it twice, it’s so good! Especially the part where the female lead pretends to be someone else to get close to the cheating Alpha and ruins his home with the other Omega!”

The other guests had no objections, saying they were fine with anything.

Cheng Xiaoming seemed to have something to say. “Don’t watch too many cheesy dramas!”

Jiang Yining cut in, “Then what? ‘Me and My Eight Omega Girlfriends’?”

CEO Cheng fell silent.

“I’m playing ‘The Temptation to Go Home.'”

Click. Play.

The speakers blared the drama’s line: “You’re so shameless.”

At that exact moment, Ke Yuxin’s coquettish voice came from the kitchen: “Sister Yun, don’t do that, it tickles. Mmm~ stop!”

Wen Huiyun looked disgusted. What’s with the noise?

She had just accidentally splashed cold water on Ke Yuxin’s face.

By the time Wen Huiyun and Ke Yuxin finished cleaning the kitchen and came out, the living room was playing a famous scene from “The Temptation to Go Home.”

The characters on the projection were alluring, their nightgowns sexy, teasing a few words before pouncing like hungry wolves.

Wen Huiyun took one look at the drama’s title and felt her face darken.

Ye Zhuoyan nibbled on a wheat bran biscuit, crunch.

She pulled Wen Huiyun over to sit, poured her a glass of water, and even peeled an orange for her.

This was completely different from the reaction Wen Huiyun had imagined Ye Zhuoyan might have.

“Huiyun, is the drama good?”

Ye Zhuoyan’s delicate, fair hands peeled an orange segment and handed it to her.

Wen Huiyun split half and gave it back. “It’s good.”

If her wife peeled it, she’d eat it.

Ye Zhuoyan peeled an entire bowl of oranges.

Wen Huiyun ate until she was hiccuping, swearing off oranges for the next few months.

Help, why was her wife being so incredibly gentle, yet it felt so strange?

Wen Huiyun would rather Ye Zhuoyan vent her anger on her not like this! TAT

Ke Yuxin watched half an episode before her eyes rolled mischievously, another scheme brewing.

“This drama is so violent with all the fighting and bickering. Let’s watch something else. There’s a new historical documentary that’s really good very meaningful and uplifting.”

Ye Zhuoyan cut her off. “Teacher Ke, you’re used to lecturing students, but this isn’t your classroom. We want to watch trashy dramas.”

Jiang Yining: “I hate documentaries the most, second only to those kidney tonic pill commercials.”

Ke Yuxin pouted. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know you two didn’t like documentaries. I just thought that one was really well-made.”

Liang Yuan comforted her. “It’s fine. We’ll watch this today, and next time, those who want to see the documentary can watch it together.”

Ke Yuxin’s eyes shimmered with unshed tears as she cooed, “Okay.”

Meanwhile, Wen Huiyun was glued to The Temptation to Return Home, slapping her thigh and cursing the shameless mistress under her breath.

Suddenly, her knee was bumped.

Ke Yuxin shot her a glare: Why didn’t you back me up?!

Wen Huiyun scooted away. What just happened?

Ye Zhuoyan: “Do any of you know women like the mistress in the show? I know one.”

Jiang Yining smirked at Ke Yuxin. “I know one too, but she’s not even close to mistress level. Calling her ‘mistress number eighteen’ would be generous.”

Ke Yuxin fumed. Why the hell are you two staring at me while saying this?!

Ye Zhuoyan sipped her water elegantly, silently confirming: Yes, we’re talking about you.

She locked eyes with Ke Yuxin.

“How shameless. Don’t you think so, Xinxin?”

Ke Yuxin forced a fragile smile. “Sister Zhuoyan, what are you talking about? I don’t understand. Besides, if you’ve had bad luck with people or friends, how would I know? All my friends are wonderful.”

She patted Wen Huiyun. “Right, Sister Yun?”

Ye Zhuoyan’s voice turned icy. “Since when does she know about your social circle?”

Wen Huiyun’s back was drenched in cold sweat!

Wen Huiyun: “What do I know? I’ve had bad luck with people too!”

Jiang Yining scoffed. “Some people really have no spine, needing others to speak for their friendships.”

Ke Yuxin flushed with anger. You!

“If I’ve done something wrong to upset you, just say it outright. Why insinuate things about me and my friends? You can criticize me all you want, but don’t hurt my friends, wuwuwu…”

With red-rimmed eyes, Ke Yuxin dashed upstairs.

Wen Huiyun sat stiffly, sneaking glances at Ye Zhuoyan.

Her wife leisurely took another sip of tea.

–

Wen Huiyun spent the rest of free time on edge.

Her mind was filled with Ye Zhuoyan’s smile soft at the corners of her lips, but chilling in her eyes.

Gu Rufeng returned late and wasn’t clear about the twists and turns, but sensing the awkward atmosphere earlier, she asked Wen Huiyun, “Did you make Zhuoyan angry?”

This was the same question Mi Tao and Liang Yuan had already asked.

Wen Huiyun couldn’t explain outright, “A little.”

“Go apologize and make it up to her.”

Gu Rufeng said, “My sister told me girls always need to be coaxed, and omegas need it even more.”

She emphasized, “Your attitude when apologizing must be sincere. You have to say what you did wrong, how you’ll change, and accept punishment if you do it again.”

That’s what Yiyi-jie taught her.

Wen Huiyun was surprised.

Gu Rufeng: “What?”

“You don’t seem…”

Gu Rufeng laughed, “Like someone who’d say these things or understand these principles, right?”

Wen Huiyun hadn’t actually said that.

Gu Rufeng suggested she prepare a small gift before apologizing and gave Wen Huiyun a dried rose.

No omega dislikes romance.

If they don’t like it, it’s just not romantic enough.

Wen Huiyun turned on the remote sensor light, projecting a pitiful little animal, clasping her hands as if apologizing.

She held a palette of dried rose-colored eyeshadows and the rose sponsored by Gu Rufeng’s friendship.

Ye Zhuoyan had once mentioned liking a particular eyeshadow palette but later forgot to buy it.

Wen Huiyun cracked the door open, intending to apologize to Ye Zhuoyan, but after some thought, retreated back into her room.

The door next door was open again.

Ke Yuxin stood at the doorway, handing Cheng Xiaoming a tiramisu.

The conversation outside was crystal clear.

“Ming-jie, is it good? I made it myself, learned from Yun-jie all afternoon.”

“Have you tried it yourself?”

“Not yet, this one’s specially for you, Ming-jie, as an apology gift.”

“Maybe I wasn’t clear. I don’t like things too sweet, and I don’t like sour cream either. I know you worked hard, but if the direction’s wrong, it’s all wasted effort.”

Ke Yuxin’s smile froze. Sour?

How could it be sour? She followed Wen Huiyun’s instructions.

“Sorry, Ming-jie, maybe Yun-jie taught me wrong about the cream.”

Bang! Cheng Xiaoming’s door slammed shut.

Clomp clomp clomp! Ke Yuxin stormed downstairs in humiliated anger.

Wen Huiyun wasn’t taking the blame. Ke Yuxin messed up and tried to pin it on her? Hah, screw that.

The AI broadcast reminded everyone to send their love messages.

This was the perfect moment.

Wen Huiyun quickly sent hers to Ye Zhuoyan.

『Tonight at 10:30, third-floor secret base. (If I’m wrong, let storms and tempests lash me, not a bowl of oranges QWQ stomach hurts)』

Soon, Wen Huiyun received a reply.

『For stomach pain, take medicine and drink hot water. You’re not wrong at all, what could you have done wrong? I know you have your difficulties, it’s not easy for you. I’m so sleepy, going to bed now. Goodnight ●ｖ● (Look at the light)』

The remote sensor light switched to warm white, projecting an adorable kitten on the wall with twinkling little hearts beside it. Ye Zhuoyan had adjusted it.

Gu Rufeng lay on her bed listening to music, watching the light change, and said, “See? All better now.”

Wen Huiyun looked puzzled at the ungiven apology gifts on the table, feeling like she’d been pricked by wheat awns.

It didn’t sit right.

“Huiyun, where are you going?”

“To heat some milk.”

Ye Zhuoyan loved hot milk best, with a hint of honey for flavor. She adored sweets, the less she could have, the more she craved them.

Wen Huiyun added half a spoon of lemon honey to the heating milk.

Jiang Yining opened the door.

“Well hey, Yunyun, you finally remembered to visit me? Realized how great I am and changed your mind, huh?”

The two deliberately glanced toward the inner room, where Ye Zhuoyan, who had been lying down, abruptly withdrew her probing gaze.

She was just checking who had arrived.

Her little act had been completely observed.

Jiang Yining curled her lips into a smile and whispered to Wen Huiyun, “She’s not asleep. Just a second ago, she was ranting with me about the mistress.”

“Mistress?”

“The TV drama.”

“Oh!”

Wen Huiyun stood outside the door, hesitant to enter, and Ye Zhuoyan showed no intention of coming out either.

Jiang Yining asked, “Do you have something for her? I can pass it along.”

Wen Huiyun handed her the milk and gift bag. “Thanks.”

Then she called into the room, “Good night!”

As Jiang Yining was about to close the door, Ye Zhuoyan suddenly walked over and tugged lightly at Wen Huiyun’s sleeve.

“Zhuoyan?”

Ye Zhuoyan placed something in her hand and quickly slipped away.

Wen Huiyun opened her palm, her smile warm, revealing two sweet dimples.

A heart-shaped probiotic jelly.