Turns out I Was the CEO's White Moonlight [Rebirth] - Chapter 22

I’ve been outplayed.

Fu Jianyi’s expression hardened as he coldly closed the webpage.

He had assumed Xie Yun would be deeply troubled by this scandal. To his surprise, Xie Yun had turned the tables by first acknowledging their friendship, indirectly dispelling Shen Yelin’s suspicions before launching a counterattack.

After Xie Yun’s move, even Shen Yelin would likely step forward to support his statement.

After all, Shen Yelin couldn’t afford to ignore the interests of Yaoyu Entertainment.

Sure enough, not long after the Weibo post went up, a comment rose to the top of Xie Yun’s thread.

Fu Jianyi glanced at it the account belonged to Yaoyu Entertainment’s official Weibo.

Perhaps due to Xie Yun not yet officially announcing his departure from Hengjia, the official account’s response was cautious, merely replying with a few smiling and supportive emojis. However, the official endorsement effectively put an end to the farcical rumor

The innocent remain innocent. What never happened simply never happened. No matter how much you try to stir up trouble, we stand unshaken!

Although the other party involved in the controversy hadn’t responded yet, Yaoyu’s stance clearly reflected his intentions without Shen Yelin’s approval, would Yaoyu’s PR department dare to publicly support Xie Yun?

Since they did, it meant the truth was on their side.

Netizens shook their heads in disappointment: “Nothing to see here, folks. They’re just good friends no juicy gossip to dig into!”

Instead, the incident introduced the public to Yaoyu’s strikingly handsome CEO, whose looks were beyond description. Once the gossip lost its appeal, everyone flocked to Shen Yelin’s Weibo, scouring his sparse posts for any tidbits.

The “sugar daddy’s” account was remarkably barren. Most posts were mundane corporate promotions, with little self-promotion even for new film releases. Occasionally, he’d like posts promoting art exhibitions. But there were none of the typical trappings of a wealthy young heir no flashy cars, no romantic entanglements with celebrities or influencers, no scandals whatsoever!

He was completely untouched by it all?

Was he some ascetic old-timer who’d retired early?

Netizens were stunned, instantly developing a deep admiration for this “sugar daddy.”

Comparisons are odious. Look at him privileged, disciplined, and incredibly handsome then look at yourself… Ugh, even the gossip in hand lost its flavor.

Soon, fans drawn by the “sugar daddy’s” stunning looks flooded Shen Yelin’s pitifully sparse account, leaving comments like:

“Sugar daddy, ever considered debuting? We’d love to throw money at you! ”

“From today on, I unilaterally declare myself your wife! No one else is allowed to compete! ”

“Wahhh, sugar daddy, you’re so handsome, how can anyone be this good-looking?! Please show yourself more often. We’re dying to see more photos to fawn over!”

Meanwhile, Yaoyu Entertainment’s official Weibo was also inundated by fans swooning over their CEO’s looks.

Under the latest reposted Weibo expressing support for Xie Yun, the comments section was flooded with users waving and smiling at the official account. There were also numerous complaints and grievances, with demands such as: “Aren’t you going to let your boss make an appearance?” “I think if President Shen debuted, Yao Yu’s stock would skyrocket by 50%,” and “Even just a few more corporate promotional photos would be fine.”

The usually quiet comments section suddenly became tens of thousands of times livelier.

Fu Jianyi stared at the swarm of newly emerged fans who kept shouting “President Shen is my husband,” his face darkening. After holding back his anger for a long time, he finally shut down his laptop.

He thought for a moment, then dialed the number of the person in charge the same one he had called not long ago.

When Shen Yelin returned to his bedroom, he found his phone, which he had left on the bedside table, vibrating incessantly with “ding-dong” notifications.

He walked over, unlocked the phone, and discovered that all the notifications were from Weibo comments. A flood of replies filled with praise and meaningless screams had inundated his account, and even his private messages were terrifyingly packed with messages from strangers.

Shen Yelin looked at the sudden surge of hundreds of thousands of followers on his account and raised an eyebrow in confusion.

He casually tapped on one of the comments, which read: “Ahhhh, Sugar Daddy, you’re so handsome and charming, I love you so much! Please come out and interact!! As your wife fan, I won’t allow you to waste such a gorgeous face like this!! #crying”

Shen Yelin: “…” What on earth is all this?

“Um, Host.” the system said timidly, “Actually, there’s something I didn’t tell you.”

“Speak.”

“We’ve made it big!!” the system exclaimed in a nouveau riche tone. “Host, you’ve gone viral because of your looks! Thanks to Xie Yun, the entire internet is now filled with your wife fans, and your Peach Blossom Value has skyrocketed several times compared to before!”

Then, in a tone reminiscent of a proud mother, it added affectionately, “Host, I always knew you had limitless potential.”

Shen Yelin: “…”

He opened his following list, entered Xie Yun’s Weibo homepage, and saw the post the other had just published. His gaze lingered on Xie Yun’s ambiguous “probably not” for a moment. After a while, he first changed all his settings to “no notifications,” gave the post a like, and then closed the Weibo app from the background.

Leaving things hanging wasn’t a good idea, especially since Xie Yun was signed under Yao Yu.

He had to give Xie Yun face.

After doing all this, Shen Yelin turned off his phone. Standing in front of the mirror, he loosened his tie, changed out of his clothes, completely put aside all these messy matters, and walked alone into the bathroom.

Ji Wencheng stared silently at the page with an ever-increasing number of comments.

Thanks to Xie Yun, the work he had planned to finish tonight remained untouched.

Although he had anticipated the current situation, seeing these wife fans openly shouting “husband” under the Weibo posts still filled him with a deep, sour feeling that surged from within.

But that wasn’t the worst of it.

Ji Wencheng stared numbly at the thriving popularity of the Xie Yun and Shen Yelin CP super topic, barely resisting the urge to call Shen Yelin.

He really wanted to ask whether the other person knew just how exaggerated the rumors about Xie Yun and him had become online. He also wanted to ask why his own confession had led to being ignored and unilaterally cut off, while Xie Yun had so openly announced their relationship to the entire internet, and Yao Entertainment had still given its full support?

Ji Wencheng once again clicked into Shen Yelin’s personal homepage, staring at the “mutual follow” displayed at the top of the interface, his mood barely improving a little. But not long after, a sudden new notification completely ruined his good mood.

Shen Yelin had liked the Weibo post Xie Yun sent.

In that instant, Ji Wencheng felt as if all the blood in his body had frozen.

He sat in his chair, suppressing his anger, feeling a rush of heat surging straight to his head. By the time he regained his senses, his phone had already dialed on its own, the “beep” echoing quietly in the room. The name displayed on the screen was none other than Shen Yelin.

Ji Wencheng immediately snapped back to reality and hung up the call.

Shen Yelin’s anger hadn’t subsided yet. If he called now, it would only provoke even greater fury. He couldn’t dig his own grave like this.

But since the call had already been made, he couldn’t hack Shen Yelin’s phone to erase the call record. Afraid of stepping on another landmine, Ji Wencheng thought for a long time before finally calling Shen Xuan.

This was the perfect time she definitely hadn’t gone to sleep yet.

The call went through, and sure enough, she answered quickly. Her voice sounded a bit muffled, as if she was wearing a face mask: “Hello? Brother Wencheng, what’s up? Calling so late at night?”

“Xiao Xuan,” Ji Wencheng cleared his throat. “I have a question for you. Answer me honestly, and I’ll take you out to play another day.”

“Mm-hmm, what do you want to ask?” Shen Xuan replied cheerfully.

“Yelin…” Ji Wencheng hesitated for a moment. “Is he in a relationship?”

The other end of the line fell into dead silence.

After a long pause, Shen Xuan’s scream came through: “Ahhhh, my brother is in a relationship?”

Hearing her reaction, Ji Wencheng felt slightly relieved.

“I saw the news and was a bit worried about him,” he said, feigning calmness. “That’s why I called to ask you. After all, we had an argument recently and haven’t made up yet. I was afraid calling him would make him angry again, so I decided to ask you instead. Please don’t tell Yelin I called to ask.”

The other end fell silent again.

This time, however, it was because Shen Xuan had become suspicious.

As a fan of Xie Yun, she was well aware of the recent rumors and found them utterly ridiculous, how could she not know what kind of person her brother was?

Shen Yelin supporting Xie Yun? What a joke! Absolutely absurd!

Although that didn’t stop her from secretly enjoying fanfiction about the two of them.

Feeling guilty, Shen Xuan closed the fanfiction she had been reading halfway and pretended to be clueless: “Ah, Brother Wencheng, are you talking about my brother and Yunyun?”

That nickname immediately made Ji Wencheng’s heart tighten again.

“What’s wrong?” he said, pretending not to care, though his heart ached with bitterness. “Could it be that the rumors are true?”

“This…” Shen Xuan pondered for a moment, then decisively passed the buck, saying, “whatever my brother says goes. I’m not really sure about the details. Brother Wencheng, if you really want to know, you should go ask my brother!”

Ji Wencheng: “…” Why does it suddenly feel like this little girl has gotten smarter?

Feeling rather sour, he thanked Shen Xuan and hung up the phone in frustration, sitting at his desk to contemplate life.

Even an outsider like Xie Yun could be so close to Shen Yelin, and even get Shen Xuan to address him so affectionately it truly made him unwilling to accept it. Yet, his current predicament was entirely of his own making, leaving him with no one else to blame, which only deepened his anguish.

If only he had known things would come to this.

Ji Wencheng’s gaze gradually shifted to the webpage still open on his computer screen, focusing on the fan-created super topic dedicated to the CP of Xie Yun and Shen Yelin. Suddenly, as if struck by something, a bold idea began to take shape in his mind.