Fake Cannon Fodder A Becomes a Sensation in Romance Variety Shows - Chapter 56

Wen Huiyun had her first-ever handmade knitted woolen hat soft to the touch with a fluffy texture, a festive bright red, topped with two adorable fox ears.

Aside from showering and sleeping, Wen Huiyun wore it indoors, claiming it was for “warmth.”

Warmth? Yeah, right.

Everyone on the show knew what Wen Huiyun was really up to.

Liang Yuan jokingly asked Ye Zhuoyan, “Only Huiyun gets a hat? That’s a bit biased, isn’t it?”

Ye Zhuoyan answered directly, facing the camera: “A dating show is about romance. Should love be impartial and perfectly balanced?”

It seemed like there was a hidden meaning.

Fans in the live chat went wild:

[Ooooh! Is this an official announcement?]

[@WenYeShippingStation, breaking news official announcement incoming~]

[Gotta say, the hat suits Wen Huiyun perfectly, so cute.]

[Huiyun is such a little milk fox alpha, haha!]

[LOL, what kind of new species is a “little milk fox alpha”?

[Zhuoyan slays! Clapback on point. But Liang Yuan’s issue isn’t about balance, it’s about eyeing someone else while already involved.]

[Y’all are missing the point. It’s not about balance or wandering eyes, it’s about class disparity and human nature at its core.]

On the night Wen Huiyun wore her little milk fox hat, Cheng Xiaoming returned to the Love Manor.

Coincidentally, when Cheng Xiaoming had left, Wen Huiyun was the only one downstairs. And when she returned, Wen Huiyun was the only one there again.

At 10 p.m., the other guests had already retreated to their rooms, while Wen Huiyun was in the kitchen heating milk.

It was still a windy, rainy night. The gleaming black Rolls-Royce rolled in slowly.

The headlights diffused through the mist as Cheng Xiaoming approached the entrance under a dark long-handled umbrella.

A gust of cold air rushed in. Wen Huiyun instinctively looked up sure enough, that tall figure strode through the living room.

“Jie, you’re back. Why not turn on the lights?”

After days apart, there was a strange sense of familiarity. Wen Huiyun poured a cup of hot water for Cheng Xiaoming to ward off the chill.

Before, her dislike for the “canon alpha” stemmed largely from the fear of dying at her hands. But now that her relationship with Ye Zhuoyan was flourishing, that worry was gone.

Wen Huiyun’s attitude toward Cheng Xiaoming had softened considerably.

“Don’t turn on the lights.” Cheng Xiaoming’s voice was low and rough, carrying the scent of the rainy night.

She shrugged off her coat, loosened her tie with one hand, and a faint fragrance drifted from her collar. Unlike her usual cologne, this was a cold cedarwood, blending with her silver agave pheromones like the edge of frozen steel.

The sofa let out a soft rustle as Cheng Xiaoming sank into it.

Wen Huiyun watched as she tilted her head back, fingers pressing circles into her temples. Hesitating for a moment, she cautiously asked, “Did you get all your work sorted out?”

Cheng Xiaoming lowered her hand and turned her head, her gaze fixed on Wen Huiyun heavy and unreadable.

Jie’s eyes were so enigmatic.

Feeling uneasy, Wen Huiyun stood to leave. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have pried. My milk’s almost ready.”

Behind her, fabric rustled. A cool grip encircled her wrist, pulling her off-balance. She tumbled back onto the sofa.

Cheng Xiaoming held her wrist, and Wen Huiyun half-collapsed against her side, staring up at her in shock.

The night was dark, the drizzle relentless.

The dim kitchen light cast ambiguous shadows.

Cheng Xiaoming’s voice was hoarse: “You were here when I came back, Huiyun.

“And you were the only one who saw me off when I left.”

Wen Huiyun lay against her thigh, her red hat half-slipped off.

Her brain short-circuited. What did this mean? This kind of scene.

Cheng Xiaoming slightly lowered her head, gazing down at Wen Huiyun with a focused gleam in her eyes. “Wen Huiyun, do you want to be an alpha?”

Wen Huiyun frowned. What kind of question was that?

She tried to shake off Cheng Xiaoming’s grip, but the latter’s strength was overwhelming Wen Huiyun couldn’t break free.

“Let go, Cheng Xiaoming.”

Wen Huiyun glared at her angrily. “Gender isn’t a choice. It’s not about whether I want to be an alpha, I am an alpha.”

A brief silence fell between them.

The sound of each other’s heartbeats and breathing was audible.

Wen Huiyun could also sense Cheng Xiaoming’s distress perhaps because of her, or perhaps because the work issue remained unresolved.

When people are in a bad state, they tend to act impulsively, venting their emotions in the wrong ways.

Wen Huiyun understood. If Cheng Xiaoming stopped now, she wouldn’t hold it against her.

Ten seconds, twenty seconds.

Two minutes later, Wen Huiyun felt the grip on her wrist loosen Cheng Xiaoming had released her.

“I’m sorry, Huiyun. I’m not in a good state right now, I wasn’t thinking clearly.”

Wen Huiyun rubbed her wrist as she stood up. “It’s fine. Take a breather and get some rest.”

She handed her the hot water now lukewarm.

As Wen Huiyun poured the milk, footsteps echoed in the living room, followed by the sound of someone going upstairs. She sighed.

The memory of what had just happened sent a lingering fear through her.

There was a clear gap between her and a true alpha, especially one like Cheng Xiaoming, whose superior lineage meant a vast difference in strength and mental resilience.

If she failed to complete her transmigration mission, her situation would be.

Wen Huiyun shuddered thrown into the wilderness by Cheng Xiaoming to be devoured by wild beasts. TAT

“What’s wrong?” Ye Zhuoyan held Wen Huiyun, gently stroking her hair.

Wen Huiyun had just delivered the milk and then rushed into Ye Zhuoyan’s arms in a panic. Mi Tao, feeling like an enormous third wheel, quietly gathered her things and went to shower, leaving the room to the two of them.

Wen Huiyun clutched her head, gripping the fox hat Ye Zhuoyan had knitted for her, and whispered, “You wouldn’t lie to me, would you?”

Ye Zhuoyan took her hands they were so cold and warmed them between her own. “What would I lie to you about?”

Wen Huiyun mumbled, “About remarrying. What if you divorce me and then ignore me?” Suddenly, she hugged Ye Zhuoyan tightly, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. “Zhuoyan, you can’t leave me. You absolutely can’t.”

“Did Ke Yuxin say something ridiculous to you again?”

Ye Zhuoyan sat up with her, making Wen Huiyun look at her properly. “Why do you still believe her? Do you really have zero trust in me?”

“No, Zhuoyan.”

Wen Huiyun hugged her even tighter, as if trying to merge their bodies into one. “If you leave me, I won’t be able to go on living. Really. QAQ”

Ye Zhuoyan patted Wen Huiyun’s head lightly. “I won’t leave you. Don’t say unlucky things like that quick, say ‘peh peh peh.'”

Wen Huiyun: “Peh peh peh. QwQ”

She then hooked her pinky finger around Ye Zhuoyan’s. “Then pinky promise me again.”

“Okay.”

Pinky to pinky, they shook on it, then pressed their thumbs together to seal the promise.

It was the first time Ye Zhuoyan had seen Wen Huiyun so timid and childish like coaxing a small animal.

Wen Huiyun’s eyes and the tip of her nose were slightly red, her body curled up.

Ye Zhuoyan asked, “Want to experience the Ye Family Massage?”

As she spoke, she took off Wen Huiyun’s treasured hat and sank her fingers into her long hair. “Let me give you a scalp massage. You seem really tense.”

“Mmm… Thanks, wifey!”

Wen Huiyun turned around and flopped onto Ye Zhuoyan’s lap.

My wife is so fragrant and soft~

My wife’s head massage feels so good (≥w≤)

Ye Zhuoyan asked, “Is Mingjie back? I heard you talking downstairs.”

“…” Wen Huiyun didn’t want to recall.

“She’s back.”

Ye Zhuoyan pressed her fingertip firmly against Wen Huiyun’s temple. “Is she okay?”

“I saw the news Changxin lost the lawsuit.”

“The leaked proposal was a key project for Changxin Capital, spanning multiple industries and involving several partners. Between compensation and taxes, the losses amount to billions. Though it won’t shake Changxin’s foundation, it’s still a heavy blow.”

Wen Huiyun froze.

I’m sorry, Huiyun. I wasn’t in the right state.

Wen Huiyun’s eyes darkened. So that’s what happened.

Ye Zhuoyan said, “I wonder if Yining can come back tomorrow. The mansion feels so empty without her.”

Only then did Wen Huiyun remember Jiang Yining had also taken leave.

“When did Yining say she’d return?”

“She said three days. Today’s the third day.”

Under a withered tree, Jiang Yining finished an apple.

She tossed the core beneath the tree.

Turning, she walked slowly around the wall toward the mansion’s entrance.

A light rain dampened her coat and long hair.

The streetlamp illuminated her.

A solitary shadow trailed quietly behind her heels.

A dried leaf fluttered down, brushing past the spot where she had stood for so long.

From there, the sofa in the mansion’s grand living room was clearly visible.

With all the guests gathered, the long-delayed third date could finally proceed.

According to the rules, the selection order for the third date was determined by the New Year’s competition rankings.

Thus, the order of priority was:

1.Wen Huiyun, Jiang Yining

2.Cheng Xiaoming, Ye Zhuoyan

3.Gu Rufeng, Mi Tao

4.Liang Yuan, Ke Yuxin

AI Broadcast: All guests, please assemble in the third-floor grand activity hall.

The same hall as the first quiz competition.

The hall had two entrances on opposite sides alphas and omegas entered separately.

A wide curtain filled with pink hearts came into view, separating the guests on either side.

Each guest had a small bar counter in front of them, equipped with paper and pen.

The director stood on stage, microphone in hand, explaining the date selection rules.

“This time, it’s different from the blind-box format of the first two dates.”

“The initiative is entirely in your hands.”

“Next, please write down your ideal date partner.”

“Later, I’ll display your choices on the screens on both sides in the order of competition rankings. Alpha guests will see the names of omega guests, and omega guests will see the names of alpha guests.”

“If you accept the invitation, go to the entrance to collect the inviter’s name tag and leave the hall. If you decline, stay in the hall and wait for other invitations.”

“Please maintain absolute silence. No information may be leaked until all selections are complete.”

The director spoke enthusiastically. On either side of the curtain, LED screens lit up, blooming with romantic roses.

“Please write your date choice.”

The guests began writing.

Two staff members in green and pink mascot costumes entered the hall to collect their slips.

After reviewing the names, the director’s expression flickered slightly, but professionalism quickly smoothed it back into a smile.

Ding-dong. The speakers played a cute sound effect as the screens on both sides changed, displaying the guests’ names.

“Please observe the first-place choice.”

“Remember, if willing, proceed to the entrance to collect the other party’s name tag and leave the hall; if declining, remain in the hall.”

The barrage erupted in shock:

【？？？】

【Did I miss a few episodes? What the hell is this dating choice?】

【This is so weird, let me look again. Holy shit! I don’t believe it!】

Director: “Please observe the second-place choice. Both guests, please make your counter-selection. Collect the name tag or stay to continue make your choice.”

The barrage was dumbfounded:

【？？！！！】

【What the hell is this? This dating round has me completely lost.】

【I only have four words, absolute garbage!!!】

“Please observe the third-place choice.”

“Please observe the fourth-place choice.”

“Ok, all eight guests have completed their dating selections!”

“This date was planned by the inviter, with exclusive sponsorship from Gulin Jewelry! Let gold express his/her love for you, thank you, Gulin Jewelry!”

The program cut to a preview.

So, what choices did the guests ultimately make?

What prompted her to change?

(Insert scene: Ye Zhuoyan and a silhouette sitting in a gently rocking boat on shimmering waters.)

Where are they headed? Does the journey ahead carry secrets from the past?

(Insert scene: Vast fields flashing by outside a car window, Gu Rufeng’s profile reflected in the glass, a hand reaching over to point at the white greenhouses speeding past.)

How will she navigate the awkwardness of the date?

(Insert scene: Colorful shards of glass scattered on the floor, Liang Yuan repeatedly apologizing, his expression freezing upon hearing the price.)

And what unexpected events unfolded among those who remained in the Love Nest?

(Insert scene: A loud explosion in the kitchen, thick smoke billowing out the window.)

From meeting to knowing to understanding, what sparks will fly during the eight guests’ third date?

Next Saturday at 8 PM, don’t miss Love and Nest 4!

The director said to observe the first-place choice.

Ye Zhuoyan stared at the screen until the name dimmed, then lit up again.

As the director’s voice rang out once more, she slowly walked to the entrance and took the name tag.

A few days earlier.

Ye Zhuoyan was showering when Ke Yuxin entered the bathroom, locked the door, and stepped into the adjacent stall.

“How exactly did Yun lose her memory?”

Only the sound of running water answered.

Splash, the shower curtain was yanked open violently. Through the water, Ye Zhuoyan saw Ke Yuxin’s defiant face.

“When did she come home? Did you confiscate her phone? Otherwise, she would’ve replied to my texts!”

Ye Zhuoyan averted her gaze in disgust, turned off the water, and wrapped herself in a bathrobe.

“How she lost her memory aren’t you the one who knows best?”

“Me? Hah, I got separated from Yun in Florence. She returned to the country first and has been with you ever since. How would I know what happened to her?”

Ke Yuxin grabbed Ye Zhuoyan. “How did Yun come back? What did you do to her?”

Ye Zhuoyan shoved her away forcefully. “No comment.”

“Ye Zhuoyan!”

Ke Yuxin howled in rage. “Even my leftovers aren’t for you to pick at!”

“Ye Zhuoyan, I’m warning you, if you dare go on a date with Yun, I’ll tell the entire audience through the cameras that you’re the other woman.”

Ke Yuxin pulled out her phone to show her.

A photo of Wen Huiyun (the original host) and Ke Yuxin lying naked in bed together.

“…”

Ye Zhuoyan glared coldly. “So what?”

“So what?”

Ke Yuxin’s tone was haughty, her expression domineering. “Figure it out yourself.”

The Ye family’s ancestors once lived in the Jiangnan region.

The elegance of the water towns nurtured people with a particularly gentle demeanor.

In the suburbs of City A, a small water town was built to mimic Jiangnan, and Ye Zhuoyan chose this spot for their date.

Walking along the cobblestone path, Ye Zhuoyan paused at a shop to admire the tung oil umbrellas.

Footsteps approached.

Without looking up, Ye Zhuoyan smiled and said, “You’re here. Tell me, which umbrella do you think looks best?”