Love Contract with the Queen Actress - Chapter 33

“Kuang Gong and Shen Wu are this close?”

In front of the monitors, the eyes of the onlookers sparkled with excitement.

“Unbelievable, unbelievable. I never imagined there could be something between them. Had you heard anything before?”

“No, nothing at all. But when you think about it, their family backgrounds match perfectly, a true power couple. Are this what high-society marriage looks like?”

It was nearly 11 PM. The production team fueled themselves with instant noodles and coffee, bustling with activity. Gossip served as their energy booster.

The director, numb from watching the footage, turned to the assistant director beside him. “Keep an eye on things.”

As he stood up to stretch, he added, “Give Shen Wu and CEO Kuang more screen time. They’re probably the main attraction this season. The amateurs and lesser-known participants can get some exposure, but don’t overdo it.”

“Just a token gesture.”

“Got it, got it.” The assistant director flashed an OK sign.

“Um… Director…”

A female PD hesitated for a long moment before finally handing over her phone. “Director, shouldn’t we…”

“Give Su Yuchen more screen time?”

Silence lingered for two seconds.

“What’s going on?” The director slowly turned his head, pushing his thick glasses up his forehead. His vision was blurry without them.

“I think you should take a look at this.”

The PD pointed at her phone screen. “Su Yuchen is trending.”

Whether it was due to exhaustion or shock, the entire crew froze for a moment.

“Huh?” The director, who had been massaging the bridge of his nose, let go, and his heavy glasses slid back down, leaving red marks. “But our show hasn’t even aired yet?”

Love or Marriage had indeed gained unprecedented buzz online due to the cast, surpassing past seasons in pre-release hype. But for someone to trend while filming was still underway, that was unexpected. Hadn’t their red carpet moment already faded from the headlines over half a month ago?

The same question seemed to flicker across everyone’s faces.

“It really hasn’t aired yet…” The female PD chuckled awkwardly. “It’s Su Yuchen, she’s gone viral.”

“What?”

“Su Yuchen-”

“Has gone viral.”

The director abandoned his nose massage and snatched the PD’s phone to scroll through.

The second-highest trending topic on Weibo was #TheDeerPrincessComesToLife#, accompanied by Su Yuchen’s drama stills, screenshots, and GIFs from video clips.

Her ethereal blue crystal makeup, her almond-shaped eyes brimming with untouchable elegance, her nobility wasn’t superficial arrogance but an innate, poised grace that radiated from her every movement. It was a far cry from the girl-next-door vibe they’d seen from Su Yuchen on set.

The director adjusted his glasses, utterly stunned. “Is this the power of a professional actress?”

And he wasn’t the only one in awe. The hashtag was flooded with praise, screams of adoration, and ecstatic fans of the drama and original novel celebrating as if it were a national holiday.

[I was worried earlier that Su Yuchen wouldn’t be able to portray the inner turmoil and restrained emotions of the noble Princess Minglu, a character constantly on the verge of breaking down. I even said if she could capture even one ten-thousandth of Minglu’s essence, I’d be chanting Amitabha. But who knew she’d slap me in the face with her sheer talent and performance!]

[As an original novel fan, I’m beyond satisfied with Su Yuchen’s portrayal of Princess Minglu. She’s absolutely divine! The character is incredibly complex, switched at birth, returning years later as a completely different person, toggling between two states, shifting between darkness and light. It’s not an easy role to pull off, but she nailed it!]

[Right? She held her own against the full-force charisma of veteran actress Ruan without flinching, matching her scene for scene. You can tell she put serious thought into the role, her attention to detail is impeccable!]

[Seriously, thank goodness Su Yuchen was cast. I’m so grateful to the “Chronicles of the Dynasty” production team for bringing my beloved Princess Minglu to life on screen.]

[Not only is this actress insanely talented, but she’s also stunningly beautiful. My god, Princess Minglu has truly come alive!]

[Her talent is undeniable. Starting today, I’m officially a Su Yuchen fan, heading straight to her fan community to check in.]

The hype was overwhelming.

Su Yuchen’s personal fan community had been swiftly created, rapidly filling with an ever-growing number of supporters.

Fans dubbed themselves the “Talent Stans,” utterly captivated and raving about her.

Meanwhile, discussions around “Chronicles of the Dynasty” skyrocketed, with countless threads dissecting Su Yuchen’s acting and demands for early access episodes flooding in. The show and its star were both exploding in popularity overnight.

The director was stunned.

Those around him stood in dazed silence, occasionally murmuring:

“Only two episodes aired today, and the hashtags are already trending like crazy…”

“Guess it’s true what they say, sometimes luck just strikes. Even a last-minute casting choice can blow up like this…”

“Since we confiscated all their communication devices… does that mean she still doesn’t know she’s gone viral?”

The director and PD turned their gaze back to the monitor, watching the playback of Su Yuchen’s almond-shaped eyes, her tender smile as she cradled a hand warmer.

“…”

Someone nearby whispered, “So… does this mean Su Yuchen now has the clout to rival Kuang Gong?”

The director’s glasses nearly slid off his nose.

“Yes, yes, yes!”

Ignoring his slipping glasses, he lunged for the script. “Rewrite the framing for the shots.”

“Xiao Ai, gather all the key creatives for an emergency meeting. Even if we have to pull an all-nighter, we must craft the most gripping visual narrative for ‘Rising Star vs. Domineering CEO in a Battle for the Dazzling Actress’ Heart’!”

“Holy, ‘Rising Star vs. Domineering CEO in a Battle for the Dazzling Actress’ Heart’, our show is about to explode!” He spun in place, pounding his fists together in excitement.

Assistant Director Xiao Ai cautiously raised a hand. “Director,” she ventured with a smile, “I have a tiny thought.”

Still spinning, the director waved impatiently. “Go on.”

Xiao Ai chuckled. “Given how Su Yuchen clearly reads as the uke here, isn’t your idea kinda…”

Kinda shipping the wrong dynamic?

The director smacked his forehead. “Then it’s ‘Rising Star Heartbroken as Domineering CEO Steals Her Love, Who Will Win the Dazzling Actress’ Affection in the End?'”

Director Xiao Ai and the female PD beside her burst into laughter, their mouths twitching with amusement. “Director, you should write novels,” they teased.

The director replied, “I have written some.”

“…”

Director Xiao Ai stood up awkwardly, brushing the seams of her pants.

“Alright, I’ll go gather all the main creators for a meeting. Following the director’s suggestion, we’ll meet in the broadcasting room next door in fifteen minutes.”

Director Xiao Ai left, and the chief director seemed to remember something.

“Oh, right,” he quickly patted the assistant director on the shoulder. “Xiao Wu, from now on, keep a close eye on the screens. Make sure to record every single detail of Su Yuchen’s actions during the shoot, who she talks to, what she says, what she does. Leave nothing out. I want her to have no secrets!”

“Got it.”

As the staff member acknowledged the order, a cameraman suddenly popped up from behind a row of monitors. “Bad news, Director… we lost track of Su Yuchen.”

“What? How could we lose a perfectly visible person?”

“It’s true. She was just helping set up the tent, and now she’s gone in the blink of an eye.”

…

At that very moment, in the women’s changing room.

A pair of delicate, jade-white hands pressed against the heavy wooden door.

But the way they rested was unusual, one fair hand was pressed firmly against the door, the tendons straining visibly under the skin, while another slender, elegant hand pinned it down from above, fingers long and perfectly proportioned, leaving no room for escape.

Su Yuchen was pressed face-first against the door.

Shen Wu pressed her warm, fragrant body flush against Su Yuchen’s back, her scent intoxicating, her softness enough to stir restless thoughts.

“Did you miss me?”

As she spoke, Shen Wu’s red lips brushed against the tip of Su Yuchen’s ear.

Su Yuchen lowered her head slightly, her voice hushed and urgent. “Stop messing around. There are cameras everywhere outside.”

“There aren’t any here.”

Shen Wu’s lips were beautiful, full, with a refined curve and a perfectly plump cupid’s bow.

Now those lips pressed closer, her pearly white teeth nipping at Su Yuchen’s ear.

“And yet, you went and flirted with another girl.”

A satisfied smirk curled her lips as she watched the blush spread rapidly from Su Yuchen’s pale earlobe.

“It’s been so long since we last saw each other, and instead of sweet words, you give me cold shoulders. And you’re so eager to help others, do I not exist to you?” Her fingers hooked under Su Yuchen’s chin, scratching lightly as if teasing a kitten. “Or have you taken a liking to someone else?”

Shen Wu’s question was light, but it weighed heavily on Su Yuchen’s heart.

Su Yuchen immediately denied it. “No, I haven’t.”

Wrapped in Shen Wu’s presence, Su Yuchen’s heart pounded like thunder, but she forced herself to steady her breathing. Summoning her courage, she finally spoke. “Isn’t it you who’s taken a liking to someone else?”

The words echoed hollowly in the empty changing room.

The two were nearly the same height, making it effortless for Shen Wu to keep Su Yuchen pinned.

Her stray strands of hair kept tickling Su Yuchen’s fair neck.

Shen Wu spoke again, her voice dripping with allure. “Who else could I possibly like?”

Su Yuchen felt the itch on her neck but couldn’t free her hands to brush the hair away. The words that left her mouth didn’t even sound like her own, stiff and dry.

“Aren’t you and President Kuang…” Her throat grew increasingly dry, making it hard to continue, so she changed her phrasing: “Aren’t you and President Kuang very close?”

“President Kuang?” Shen Wu paused for a moment. Standing behind Su Yuchen, her expression was unreadable, but her tone gave nothing away as she slowly replied, “Kuang Gong?”

“…”

Well, who else could it be?

Su Yuchen didn’t answer, letting silence speak for her.

But Shen Wu already understood. She nuzzled the tip of her nose against Su Yuchen’s hair, a faint smile curling her lips.

“Little kitten, are you jealous?”

As she spoke, she leaned in, her lips hovering near Su Yuchen’s ear, her nose brushing against her cheek. “What’s going on, little kitten? It was you who got confessed to right in front of me, yet here you are, jealous over me and Kuang Gong.”

“I turned them down.”

Su Yuchen tugged lightly at her wrist, but not hard enough to break free.

Shen Wu chuckled softly, the sound slipping into Su Yuchen’s ears, tickling her heart unbearably.

“But did they actually give up? What good did your rejection do?”

Her teasing words burned against Su Yuchen’s chest.

Su Yuchen shrank back slightly. “But… but I can’t control what others think.”

“On the contrary, on the contrary… they say the two of you are a better match.”

There was one more thing Su Yuchen didn’t say.

You don’t call me “baby” anymore.

It was strange how habits worked. Once you grew accustomed to someone’s affectionate nicknames, once those sweet words stopped coming from their lips, your mind would start racing with doubts and unease.

Su Yuchen was too shy to voice this question outright. The silence stretched between them for a few seconds.

Finally, Shen Wu mischievously nuzzled Su Yuchen’s neck again, knowing full well how ticklish she was—and doing it on purpose.

Satisfied with the way Su Yuchen squirmed but couldn’t escape, she laughed softly.

“If others say that, do you feel the same way? But… you never know how things might turn out. What if? Aren’t you afraid I might actually fall for someone else?”

Su Yuchen pressed her lips together, her fingers against the door turning white at the knuckles.

“Have you… really taken a liking to President Kuang?”

“Not yet.” Shen Wu paused, barely suppressing a grin, thankfully, Su Yuchen couldn’t see it before continuing, “But I can’t say for sure it won’t happen.”

“You know how beautiful I am. What if someone even better comes along? What if I get tired one day? What if Kuang Gong can’t hold back…”

She trailed off, but Su Yuchen knew exactly what she meant.

What Su Yuchen didn’t know, however, was Shen Wu’s true thoughts:

If someone better came along, she’d make them scram.

If she ever got tired, she’d take a break and keep chasing.

If Kuang Gong couldn’t hold back, she’d happily send a big red envelope as a wedding gift after the show ended.

But Su Yuchen’s little brain couldn’t possibly imagine all this. Right now, a tiny, despairing version of herself was crouched in a corner of her mind, back turned to the world, dizzy with spiraling thoughts.

Shen Wu is so beautiful, who wouldn’t fall for her if she wanted them to?

Wuwu, does Shen Wu feel tired of me? Does she not want to be with me anymore? But… we were never officially together, were we?

After all, Shen Wu was so beautiful and outstanding, it was only natural that President Kuang couldn’t resist her, right?

Su Yuchen’s heart sank. She mumbled softly, “Are you… abandoning me?”

But as soon as the words left her mouth, her heart plummeted even further.

Wait, no. it felt like she had forgotten something even more important.

“Hold on!”

At that moment, Fu Nan’s words suddenly flashed through Su Yuchen’s mind: “Be careful what you say when you’re wearing a mic.”

Fu Nan’s voice echoed loudly in her head, reverberating several times before finally condensing into four bold words:

Was the mic off?

The little Yuchen in her mind transformed into Edvard Munch’s famous painting The Scream, hands clutching her face as she shrieked repeatedly: Was the mic off? Was the mic off? Was the mic off?!

Su Yuchen even forgot to struggle. Stiffly, she turned her head, her gaze hollow as she repeated the voice in her head: “Is your mic off?”

“……”

Shen Wu slowly lowered her head, staring at the small black device on her chest for a moment before looking up with a smile. “No, it’s not.”

“……”

The production team was stunned.

At that very moment, in the control room, the entire creative team sat in dead silence behind the monitors.

After a long pause.

An explosion of chaos erupted.

“Holy shit! It’s real!”

“So the rumors outside were true! They’re actually together!”

“Oh my god, Shen Wu said she was going to find someone else right in front of Su Yuchen? That’s so heartless.”

“Turns out the gorgeous Shen Wu is a heartless top.”

“Keep-keep it quiet. There are five of us in this room. Anyone who leaks this won’t have a career left.”

One head director, three assistant directors, and Director Xiao Ai herself, five people in total formed a circle, pressing their hands together in a solemn vow.

Someone spoke up mournfully, “We can talk about it when they officially announce it, right?”

Another chimed in, “Hmm, if she’s this heartless, what if she falls for someone else during the dating show? We might never get an official announcement.”

“Poor little Su Yuchen, such a sweet bottom.”

…

“Knock, knock, knock.” Liu Ruomeng’s voice sounded at the door. “Sister Yuchen, are you two done freshening up?”

After waiting a while, there was no response.

The wooden door remained firmly shut, showing no signs of movement.

“We’re all girls, so it shouldn’t be a problem, right?”

Liu Ruomeng reached for the doorknob as she spoke. “I’m coming in, okay?”

“……”

The two inside the room fell into momentary silence, especially Su Yuchen, whose back stiffened like a freeze-frame.

Even if the atmosphere between them hadn’t been charged, their current state, disheveled collars and hair from the struggle would be impossible to explain.

Most importantly, their breathing was still uneven, chests rising and falling heavily.

In this state, anyone who walked in would definitely get the wrong idea.

So, under no circumstances could the person outside enter.

They had just survived the mic incident.

Su Yuchen’s eyes were filled with panic, but not daring to speak, she could only stare at Shen Wu.

Shen Wu’s breathing was also slightly ragged. Her lush, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders, with one stray lock curling delicately over her collarbone, adding to the disarray and making her slender, pale neck even more striking.

Su Yuchen gazed into those peach-blossom eyes and shook her head in tiny, frantic movements.

She was far too thin-skinned.

If Liu Ruomeng walked in and saw them like this, she’d be terrified.

If she didn’t die of fright, she’d at least let out a series of panicked screams, which might attract who knows what kind of attention.

Most importantly, Su Yuchen felt she might just want to leave Earth altogether and flee to outer space to escape the social embarrassment.

Shen Wu’s chest slowly steadied as her breathing calmed, but she made no move to speak. Instead, her gaze lingered deeply on Su Yuchen’s rosy lips.

The delicate texture of those lips glistened faintly, they must feel incredibly soft to the touch.

One bite, and it would surely be like tasting honey.

With that thought, she parted her lips slightly and leaned in closer.

“…”

!!!

In her daze, Su Yuchen caught sight of Shen Wu’s expression and instinctively shrank back. But her shoulder blades were pressed against the heavy wooden door, leaving her no escape. Trapped in Shen Wu’s embrace, her heart pounded wildly.

At this very moment.

Liu Ruomeng stood outside the washroom, holding her toiletries in one hand.

Never one to stay quiet, words tumbled out of her mouth in a rush.

“Ugh, my skin got so much sun today. I really need to wash up and put on a whitening mask, gotta salvage what I can. Then I can finally go back to the tent and sleep. I’m exhausted.”

As she spoke, her hand had already reached for the doorknob.

A simple twist of that bronze spherical knob, and the wooden door would swing open the next second.

Su Yuchen could practically hear the frantic rhythm of her own heartbeat in her ears.

She opened her mouth, trying to take a deep breath, but it did nothing to calm her.

Sure enough, the doorknob turned, the circular handle rotating bit by bit with the faint click of the lock mechanism.

“…”

Ah!

A heavy realization crashed down on Su Yuchen, this was it, she was done for.

Liu Ruomeng was about to come in.

Just as her scalp prickled with dread, another voice cut through the tension.

“A whitening mask is going to save you?”

A cool, detached female voice approached from a distance, it was Kuang Gong.

The turning of the doorknob stopped abruptly. Half-twisted, the knob snapped back with a soft thud the moment the hand loosened its grip.

Liu Ruomeng, with a headband pulling her hair back, exposing a wide stretch of smooth forehead, fearlessly displayed her oily T-zone and the few blemishes dotting her skin to Kuang Gong.

“You’re so annoying. Your words are always so harsh and irritating. Why are you following me again?”

“Who’s following you?”

Kuang Gong’s tone was flat, laced with a hint of mockery. “With skin that dark, if you didn’t laugh while walking at night, I wouldn’t even notice you were ahead of me.”

“…”

Liu Ruomeng’s eyes burned with fury as she glared at Kuang Gong, who leaned lazily against the wall by the door.

Too angry to form a proper retort, she fumed silently.

Late at night, Kuang Gong’s shirt was unbuttoned at the collar, revealing the edge of a fitted black tank top underneath. Her pale complexion made her appear even more aloof.

She switched the waterproof bag in her hand to the other side. “At the end of the day, you’re just overconfident. But actually, I’m here to wash up too.”

The unspoken half of the sentence was obvious, who has time to follow you?

“You!”

Clearly outmatched in this exchange, Liu Ruomeng gave up arguing and settled for shooting Kuang Gong a fierce glare before reaching for the doorknob again.

“I’m going to wash up. You can go in after I’m done.”

The doorknob began to turn slowly again.

This time, Su Yuchen felt even more panicked.

Outside the changing room now stood not just Liu Ruomeng, but also Kuang Gong.

Though she did feel somewhat bothered by Shen Wu and Kuang Gong’s behavior, her sense of propriety wouldn’t allow her to publicly stake her claim like this. Moreover, she had only met Kuang Gong a few times, they weren’t particularly close, and strictly speaking, Kuang Gong was practically a stranger. The thought of being seen in this compromising position by someone she barely knew made her wish she could move to another planet.

Panic squared in an instant.

It was far more intense than before.

Su Yuchen’s almond-shaped eyes, shimmering with unshed tears, turned to Shen Wu in silent plea.

Shen Wu leaned in, her crimson lips seemingly about to meet Su Yuchen’s, but instead brushed past her cheek, ultimately burying her face in the crook of Su Yuchen’s neck.

She held the girl in her arms tightly.

Then, with a soft inhale of Su Yuchen’s sweet fragrance from her fair neck, Shen Wu pressed her lips close to her ear and murmured, “Baby, your heartbeat is so fast.”

“Thump-thump-thump-thump.”

After those words, the heartbeat only grew quicker.

Thankfully, the recording equipment couldn’t pick it up nor could it capture Shen Wu’s intimate whisper, meant only for Su Yuchen’s ears.

But the problem wasn’t solved yet. Su Yuchen’s heart was pounding so hard it felt like it might leap out of her throat. Fortunately, Shen Wu, under the guise of embracing her, had already reached behind to grip the door handle.

Pinning Su Yuchen against the wall, Shen Wu parted her rosy lips and spoke softly.

“Don’t you want to keep her out?”

Her voice was low, carrying that uniquely mesmerizing tone of hers, making it all the more intoxicating.

Su Yuchen nodded vigorously.

Just then, the door handle began to turn fully.

With a faint smile, Shen Wu pressed the small button at the center of the round knob, click, locking the door.

In the next instant, the turning motion met resistance with a sharp “clack,” springing back.

“Huh? Why’s the door locked? I need to come in and take off my makeup!”

Liu Ruomeng twisted the handle fruitlessly before knocking loudly on the thick wooden door.

“What are you two doing in there? Why won’t you let me in?”

Kuang Gong, who had been leaning against the wall with her arms crossed, remained indifferent at first.

But the sound of the lock clicking into place drew her gaze toward the keyhole.

The faint “click” of the mechanism was subtle, yet it made Kuang Gong raise an eyebrow.

“You really did get a lot darker today.”

The moment those words left Kuang Gong’s lips, Liu Ruomeng froze mid-knock, her hand still pressed against the door.

Slowly, she turned her head, glaring daggers as she hissed through clenched teeth, “What did you just say?!”

Kuang Gong remained leaning against the wall, arms still folded. She blinked lazily, her mocking disdain striking Liu Ruomeng like a physical blow.

Liu Ruomeng stomped her foot, finally pulling her hand away from the door.

“Say that again, I dare you!”

Kuang Gong smirked, her shoulders lifting slightly with the motion. “Figures. Bad ears, bad brain, just bad all around.”

Liu Ruomeng was livid. She stepped closer, teeth gritted as if she wanted to sink them into Kuang Gong’s neck. “People like you who never tan are the weird ones. What are you, a vampire or something?”

“Ha!” Liu Ruomeng leaned back, amplifying her sarcastic stance before pointing at Kuang Gong. “I knew it. You’re not even human.”

Kuang Gong didn’t flinch as Liu Ruomeng closed in. She simply looked down at her, long lashes casting faint shadows over her light amber eyes, eyes that never needed mascara to stand out.

After a brief silence, those emotionless thin lips uttered a cold remark: “Cut down on reading ‘The Vampire CEO Falls for Me’, it rots your brain.”

Liu Ruomeng froze for a second before her hand instinctively slapped against the phone in her pocket with a loud “thwack.”

“How did you know-”

“Wait, no, I was really careful when reading-”

“How did you even find out? I was so discreet about it… I even put on a privacy screen protector!”

Kuang Gong continued leaning against the wall, watching Liu Ruomeng’s meltdown with lowered eyes before letting out a cold laugh. She then averted her gaze, looking past Liu Ruomeng’s head into the distance.

But in truth, her eyes landed on that wooden door.

At that very moment, the two people inside had already separated. Su Yuchen was hurriedly adjusting her collar, while Shen Wu gently smoothed out her thick, wavy shoulder-length hair.

Just as Su Yuchen was calming her chaotic emotions, a jade-like hand reached over and lightly brushed her cheek.

“It’s fine.”

Shen Wu smiled as she caressed Su Yuchen’s face.

Su Yuchen’s pounding heartbeat gradually steadied.

After taking a few deep breaths, her chest rising and falling dramatically, her heart rate seemed to settle. She nodded at Shen Wu.

Shen Wu’s peach-blossom eyes still carried that flirtatious smile. Seeing the nod, she gave a slight one in return.

Then, without warning, she pecked the corner of Su Yuchen’s lips and whispered with a soft laugh, “My compensation.”

Su Yuchen’s almond-shaped eyes widened in shock, but after the initial surprise, her erratic heart rate miraculously smoothed out.

It was as if “fighting poison with poison” really worked, two irregular heartbeats canceling each other out.

By now, the two inside had composed themselves when Liu Ruomeng’s voice exploded from the doorway again.

“Wait, what do you mean by that?!”

Liu Ruomeng, likely provoked to the core by Kuang Gong’s unintentional mocking glance, had hit an emotional low before rebounding fiercely, now looking ready for a fight. “What’s wrong with me reading a novel? You’re the one spying on me, and you have the nerve to mock me? Reading novels is still engaging with literature. If you don’t have the refined taste for it, don’t be jealous and bitter. What, do you look down on people who read novels now?!”

Kuang Gong let her rant for a good while before tilting her head slightly to the side with a sigh. “Do you always talk this much?”

“Exhausting.”

The disdain was unmistakable.

Liu Ruomeng stomped her foot. “What do you mean ‘this much’? How is this too much? Weren’t you the one mocking me for reading novels first?”

Kuang Gong’s narrow eyes remained half-lidded, her gaze rolling upward slightly, though not enough for a full eye-roll.

Perhaps out of upbringing, perhaps because it wasn’t worth it, but the disdain was still unmistakable to Liu Ruomeng.

Kuang Gong simply said flatly, “If you insist on me spelling it out, there’s nothing wrong with novels in general, and there’s nothing wrong with others reading them. It’s just that your brain probably can’t handle it. It’ll rot.”

“……”

“Kuang Gong! You vicious, sharp-tongued witch!”

Liu Ruomeng, clearly pushed past the point of reason, grabbed the collar of Kuang Gong’s dark green shirt and jumped up, nearly face-to-face with her. “You’re a vampire! You’re definitely not human, you’re a lunatic! You followed me all the way to this dating show, didn’t you? You won’t be satisfied until you’ve tortured me to death, right?!”

She was already shorter than Kuang Gong by half a head, and now, to grab his collar, she had to stand on her tiptoes: “That night, after the event ended, you had your agent take me to that dark room. Did you fucking take my clothes off or not? You’re a complete and utter vampire! You even bit my neck, I had to wear turtlenecks all through the Spring Festival, and it’s only just healed now!”

Meanwhile.

The two people inside the room: ???

Production Director: “Huh?”

“!!!!”

“Oh my god, out of the six guests, two pairs have history, this is juicy!”

“So that’s why she always calls Kuang Gong a vampire, they’ve roleplayed before!”

“Is the plot now turning into The Domineering CEO Tries to Steal the Rising Star’s Beloved Glamorous Actress, Fails, and Gets Chased onto a Dating Show by a Dark-Skinned Spicy Girl?”

“Uh, director, can a title really be that long?”

“Then let’s just call it Dating Show Battlefield.”

This pair isn’t to be messed with either.

The five directors silently stacked their hands together again: “Don’t say a word. Whoever spills it is a dog.”