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Rong Yuheng thought about those neatly stacked albums and decided to uphold the dignity of Big Scallop.

“It’s just fainting,” he said.

Shi Qiu  doubted, “Just fainted, why are you crying so miserably? Your explanation might fool me, but it’s impossible to fool netizens.”

Rong Yuheng immediately showed a helpless expression, “Ah… let me think again.”

Shi Qiu squinted her eyes slightly: he’s definitely trying to fool me.

As they walked towards the set, they pondered how to handle this trending topic. When they were almost at the shooting location, they saw Wen Zhecheng standing in the distance.

At this moment, Wen Zhecheng didn’t have any scenes, he turned his head to catch sight of Rong Yuheng and immediately walked over, almost creating a gust of wind with each step.

He reached out and pulled Rong Yuheng’s hand, “Are you tired? Do you want to eat something? I’ll have Qu Youhe bring some water and snacks.”

Rong Yuheng, feeling drained, replied, “No need, I’m still working on literary creation.”

Wen Zhecheng was puzzled, “What literary creation?”

Rong Yuheng said, “How to fabricate a human tragedy that is insignificant to outsiders into a warm and reasonable story.”

Wen Zhecheng’s clever brain turned for two seconds, then he gave a suggestion, “Leave professional matters to professionals.”

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Rong Yuheng pondered for a moment and then understood!

He and Wen Zhecheng exchanged a glance and simultaneously turned their gaze to a certain white-haired person passionately creating not far away…

At this moment, Xun Guang had not foreseen her impending tragic fate as a tool. She was still typing on her phone, returning to her old business of fanfiction—Yao Tai generously provided illustrations for her “Ze Cheng Yi Yu” fanfiction, and now she was going to write a comic for Yao Tai.

In the midst of her passionate work, Xun Guang’s weak shoulders were suddenly tapped—she was so frightened that she almost flung her phone!

After settling down, Xun Guang turned around and saw the two major sponsors standing in front of her, looking like they were about to speak with a hesitant and ready-to-explode appearance.

Xun Guang: “…”

Rong Yuheng took the lead, “Miss Xun Guang~”

Wen Zhecheng cooperated, “We’d like to ask you for a favor.”

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Xun Guang suddenly shrank back—oh my… she could ignore Rong Yuheng’s affectation, but Wen Zhecheng actually used polite language with her! Could it be that something incredible had happened?

“What do you want me to do? I don’t know anything; I’m just a lost little kitty.”

Ignoring her nonsense, Rong Yuheng, as if deaf, went straight to the point and handed his phone to her, “Miss Xun Guang, I need you to use your extraordinary creativity to fabricate a plausible and warm story for me.”

“…”

In the end, Xun Guang couldn’t resist her curiosity. She had actually seen this trending topic, but based on her understanding of Rong Yuheng, if something big had really happened, he wouldn’t have returned to the set.

Xun Guang rolled up her sleeves, “Okay, tell me the cause and effect, and family relationships, so I can showcase my skills.”

“No problem~” Rong Yuheng said and looked at Wen Zhecheng, showing a troubled expression, “Do… do you want to step aside?”

Wen Zhecheng’s eyes widened slightly, “You want me to step aside?”

Rong Yuheng whispered to persuade him, “Avoiding now is for a more harmonious family relationship in the future.”

Wen Zhecheng was convinced in a second, “…Oh.”

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After moving Wen Zhecheng aside, Rong Yuheng began to narrate the story to Xun Guang, including the real reason for his tearful breakdown. When Rong Yuheng got to this part, he couldn’t help but shed hot tears while narrating…

Xun Guang’s expression was complex; she felt like she had fallen into some strange atmosphere. Halfway through, she suddenly interrupted, “Wait, what is the fully automatic swing powered by wind?”

Rong Yuheng, with teary eyes, said, “It’s a prop my mom got from heaven. My dad didn’t let her use it, so they divorced.”

Xun Guang, puzzled, said, “…Oh, okay, continue.”

After narrating the whole story, Xun Guang grasped the outline. After a moment of contemplation, she waved her small hand, “Bring me writing tools!”

Rong Yuheng quickly opened his phone’s notes app and handed it to her, “Master, please.”

Xun Guang took it, buried her head, and began typing away…

Ten minutes later, a fresh public relations statement was released. She handed the phone back to Rong Yuheng, then yawned lazily, reclining in the sunbed with a disdainful expression and a bold posture, “Just like that, scum.”

 

Rong Yuheng quickly took the phone, “Thanks, big shot~”

 

Another ten minutes later, Rong Yuheng’s public relations team responded on Weibo.

 

@RongYuheng_OFFICIAL: The rumors about the significant family incident involving the artist Rong Yuheng are not true. Let’s clarify! Mr. Rong Tianshen, Rong Yuheng’s father and chairman of Rongshi Group, personally built a wind-powered fully automatic swing at home last night. Due to overexertion, he fainted and was taken to the hospital. Rong Yuheng rushed to the hospital overnight, accompanied by his elder brother Rong Congyan, to take care of their father. Fortunately, Mr. Rong’s condition has stabilized, and there is no major issue. It is known that this swing was built by Mr. Rong for Mrs. Rong, just to win her affection. Rong Yuheng is grateful for his parents’ deep love and couldn’t help shedding hot tears! Thanks to the concern of netizens, please remember, don’t believe rumors, don’t spread rumors, and have a good night’s sleep and wake up early for good health~ [heart]

 

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After this official clarification, fans breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, gossiping netizens engaged in lively discussions:

 

“Scallop Dad is safe and sound!”

“So, Rong Rong’s family really has a wind turbine; he mentioned it in the show!”

“What deep love between Rong Rong’s parents! This pickled fish netizen can’t help shedding lemon-flavored tears…”

“Rong Rong’s mom and dad are so loving! Big brother Rong is also so caring for Rong Rong. What a harmonious and loving family! [Tiger falls tears]”

“Rong Goose baby, don’t cry. You will find someone who loves you like this! Psst, @wzc secretly~”

“…”

 

Rong Yuheng finished reading the online comments, with a solemn face, he pressed the phone off.

 

Young man, the world you see is not as real as you think!

 

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Successfully turning the page on this matter, Rong Yuheng immersed himself in the filming on the set again.

 

“Plain Robes” was about to wrap up, and the actors playing the members of the Lin Tian Gang were preparing to return to the set for the final scenes. On the first day back, Rong Yuheng received a message from He Zhou.

 

He Zhou’s tone was as usual, just some ordinary greetings. Rong Yuheng glanced at it and closed the chat box.

 

Wen Zhecheng slyly approached from behind, almost sticking to Rong Yuheng. He leaned over, peering at his phone, his voice muffled, “What does he want from you?”

 

Rong Yuheng subconsciously turned his head, and his lips almost brushed against Wen Zhecheng’s cheek. He was surprised for a moment, and his face turned a bit red, “Nothing, he said he’s returning to the set tomorrow.”

 

Wen Zhecheng’s gaze was profound, “Then why are you blushing?”

 

He hadn’t forgotten that He Tianyu was the biggest arch-enemy of Zhecheng!

 

Rong Yuheng was honest, “Because I almost kissed you just now.”

 

Huh…! Wen Zhecheng’s heart rippled for a moment. He quickly pushed the unimportant He Zhou aside, leaned in with a face full of expectation, and said, “You can kiss.”

 

Rong Yuheng modestly extended a small finger, pushing Wen Zhecheng’s face to the side, “It’s broad daylight, don’t do such embarrassing things.”

 

Wen Zhecheng immediately looked disappointed, “Oh.”

 

He thought, how could this be embarrassing? There were still many more embarrassing things to do.

 

But it’s okay. Rong Rong is more passively shy, but he can take the initiative and be dominant!

 

Wen Zhecheng thought of this and secretly clenched his fist with determination.

 

So, after finishing the day’s shooting, Rong Yuheng was “abducted” back to the hotel room by Wen Zhecheng.

 

Truly “abducted.”

 

Rong Yuheng’s feet had never touched the floor.

 

Wen Zhecheng didn’t know what stimulation he had received. He hooked Rong Yuheng’s waist, squeezing into the room. Although Rong Yuheng was thin, Wen Zhecheng was tall. The two big men squeezed into the room together, and with a “clang,” they almost fell flat on the ground by the door.

 

Almost thrown out, Rong Yuheng muttered, “…”

 

His gaze turned cold, “Pet owner, what kind of role play are you doing now?”

 

Knowing that the domineering and evil charm route had failed, Wen Zhecheng said in a determined tone, “… I want something hard.”

 

A flirtatious remark slipped out of Rong Yuheng’s mouth, “How hard?”

 

Wen Zhecheng, “…”

 

The next moment, Rong Yuheng realized, and he quickly covered his mouth, his eyes showing terror—I lost control of that damn nature!

 

Wen Zhecheng was a bit overwhelmed by the tease. He closed the door of the room with a backhanded “click”, isolating the outside world. With only him and Rong Yuheng left in the room, Wen Zhecheng gulped and said, “Bang hard.”

 

Rong Yuheng sucked in a breath of cold air: What a flirty Wen Zhecheng!

 

Wenzecheng was still asking for his opinion, “So can we do shy things now?”

Rong Yuheng’s sanity was still intact, strictly dividing the level of “shyness”, “We can be the third grade of shyness.”

Wen Zhecheng asked, “What’s the third gear of shyness?”

Rong Yuheng, “It’s just boing boing!”

Wen Zhecheng, “What about second and first gear?”

Rong Yuheng shyly pinched his robust waist and abdomen, “You’ll know when the permissions open up.”

Wen Zhecheng was pinched and got fired up, buried his head and kissed, he opened his mouth to contain Rong Yuheng’s soft lips, nibbling and biting on them while saying vaguely, “Then let’s do the third gear first, you hurry up and prepare for the permissions to open up.”

Rong Yuheng was nibbled to let out a muffled grunt, Wen Zhecheng seemed to get some kind of encouragement, suddenly nibbled more vigorously, the hand also began to hold the former’s waist to rub upwards …

 

Rong Yuheng pressed down on his hand, “You’ve violated the borderline of the second rank of authority!”

Wen Zhecheng then stopped. He got it, the second gear permission was to touch.

The two of them kissed adhesively for a while, Wen Zhecheng practiced all the paintings of Yaotai again, and they were all about to kiss down the aisle to the sofa when Rong Yuheng’s cell phone suddenly rang.

Rong Yuheng reached out to Wen Zhecheng’s face and took the time to touch his cell phone. Wen Zhecheng was interrupted in the middle of his boing boing, and his entire body exuded a ghostly aura, “Can’t I watch it later?”

Rong Yuheng waved her small hand to educate him, “Being a human being should not be confused by beauty, what if there is some important and urgent information?”

 

Wen Zhecheng took advantage of his volubility to nibble on him twice more, “Such as?”

Rong Yuheng pinched his mouth, “For example, the two of us are on the hot search again ….”

Wen Zhecheng’s eyes lit up, and he bared a hint of an airy tone from his lips, “There’s such a good thing?”

Rong Yuheng, “…”

He decided it was better to ignore the colorful Wen Zhecheng and read the message first.

The cell phone screen was scratched open, but it was not an important text message. Wen Zhecheng lined up a head crowded next to Rong Yuheng, the ghostly screen light reflected his pupils dark, deep gaze.

[He Zhou] I’ll be back tomorrow, I’m going to the supermarket, I’ll bring you some good stuff, do you want to eat it?

“…”

 

A sense of extinguishing crisis leapt from Rong Yuheng’s tailbone all the way up his spine, and as he pressed out the screen, he expressed his loyalty to Wen Zhecheng, “I’m not returning.”

Wen Zhecheng stared at him with a heavy gaze for a few seconds, then suddenly reached out and pulled open his collar, burying his head and biting hard in a place where people couldn’t see the light.

Warm lips and tongue licked over the skin, teeth retracting their strength the second before they nestled down, ending with only a shallow teeth mark.

“He kinda remembers you, huh?”

Rong Yuheng was bitten and grunted lightly, gripping the back of Wen Zhecheng’s head to carry the person away, his face a burning red, “I guess I want to reconcile …… eh, what are you doing?”

Wen Zhecheng pinched his waist, and pressed the two of them against the sofa in a position of death, his forehead against down, Rong Yuheng raised his eyes and met him.

Wen Zhecheng’s eyes reddened, a little aggrieved and possessive, and he arched heavily underneath, gasping for air and

“I’ve got something good too, will you eat it?”

Author’s Note: Rong Yuheng: No, no, no ……

Rong Yuheng rewinds and puts it back–

Wen Zhecheng: What do you want to eat?

Rong Yuheng: You’re giving me food down there, Koko Koko~.

Wen Zhecheng: You can have it if you want.

Rong Yuheng: Ugh…you’re missing the point.

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Mr. Wen Zhecheng (calmly): Here, eat.

Rong Yuheng (shocked): …… You acted me back then!!!!