He Zijia bit her finger, really wanting to clarify on Weibo that she had absolutely nothing to do with the incident of Yan Qing falling off the horse!
Although she did have some crooked thoughts originally, it wasn’t because they were supposedly a “couple,” but why did she always focus on Yan Qing in the early morning? This left her feeling lost.
But she had just learned how to ride a horse, how could she have discreetly made the horse go out of control…
He Zijia couldn’t understand why the horse acted that way, and the live stream camera happened to capture her approaching figure.
Apart from this hot topic, He Zijia saw another topic while hiding in the restroom, which slightly eased his expression.
It was about a new drama series that Yan Qing had recently released.
The comments on the new drama were filled with criticism:
[What kind of trash drama is this? So ugly?!]
[Does the industry treat people like dogs? They really think we’d buy into this stuff? They hyped it so much, but this kind of content is just terrible.]
[I don’t understand why this low-budget, mediocre drama suddenly became popular just because of a supporting actor like Yan Qing? Ridiculous!]
[Yan Qing is just so-so, it’s laughable.]
[Is there a possibility that this is a drama from three years ago, only released now…]
[Is it necessary to criticize this much? If the script is bad, it’s bad, why blame Yan Qing? His acting might be a bit green but it’s not that bad.]
[It’s clearly a script issue, why blame Yan Qing for everything? I really can’t understand all of you keyboard warriors.]
[Ah, you’re right!]
[Fans are starting to defend him again.]
Furthermore, some people even deliberately stirred up trouble in the live stream.
But Yan Qing, who was currently in the hospital, was completely unaware of this because he had dislocated bones, and the production team had arranged for a local traditional Chinese medicine doctor to challenge his bone-setting.
Yan Qing: “Can I refuse?”
Wen Jueli: “If you refuse, you’ll have to undergo surgery and wear a cast. The recovery time will be longer.”
Yan Xing: QAQ
During this appearance on the dating reality show, he had encountered so many troubles in almost every city he visited.
But he had no choice. He had to be dragged by the production team to get his bones set. The process wasn’t as gruesome as it sounded. He just lay on the bed, opened and closed his eyes. Especially with Wen Jueli standing by his side, Yan Qing held his hand, trying not to appear too timid.
But sometimes, people shouldn’t learn to hide themselves.
Just like Yan Qing constantly reassuring himself that it’s okay and doesn’t hurt, putting on a facade of indifference, but because of a cracking sound, his mask of pain instantly crumbled, and he collapsed into Wen Jueli’s arms, crying in silence.
The pain, it was too much!!!
Bone-setting wasn’t something that could be resolved quickly. After the bone-setting was done, Yan Qing still needed some time to recuperate.
Wen Jueli decided to leave him alone for a while and went out, but just as he stepped out, he met someone.
Both of them had cold expressions on their faces.
Ling Chen spoke first, “How’s Yan Qing? The others asked me to check on him.”
“He’s resting,” Wen Jueli replied, calmly blocking the way into the room.
The camera didn’t capture it, but Ling Chen noticed the subtle movement and slightly pursed his lips. He added, “By the way, he didn’t eat breakfast this morning, so I bought some bread for him. He should eat something.”
Wen Jueli smirked, “Well, you’ve come all this way for nothing. Yan ning told me he has no appetite right now, so he probably can’t eat.”
Ling Chen: “…”
He really knew how to handle situations.
Wen Jueli’s natural behavior made it so that no one could detect his protectiveness or possessiveness regarding Yan Qing, and the viewers in the live stream room started praising Wen Jueli more when he mentioned Yan Qing, using more affectionate words.
In the evening, Yan Qing woke up.
He woke up because he was hungry.
He lay in bed like a salted fish, touched his flat belly to comfort it, and the next moment, he heard a knock on the door.
Yan Qing said in English, “Please come in.”
“Husband?”
“Are you hungry?” Wen Jueli entered with a thermos.
Yan Qing struggled to sit up in bed, “You’ve come right when I was hungry. Did you bring something delicious?”
Wen Jueli replied, “Something you like.”
He opened the thermos, revealing three simple dishes, but they were visually appealing and smelled delicious. Yan Qing was instantly drawn in, and his mouth watered. He said, as if his words were coated in honey, “I love everything you make! If we round it, I love you the most. Thank you, husband!”
Yan Qing admitted that Wen Jueli’s cooking skills couldn’t compete with the Michelin-star chefs he had been eating from since childhood, but he craved the dishes Wen Jueli prepared.
Why? This must be what they mean by “the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.”
As for the “horse accident” incident, the production team sent someone to investigate the situation afterward.
At the time, Yan Qing didn’t notice anything unusual. He only heard a leisurely and rhythmic sound of horse hooves, after which his horse lost control.
Luckily, he wasn’t seriously injured.
The next day, the results of the investigation by the production team were released. They said that Yan Qing’s horse had a dispute with another horse a few days ago due to mating reasons, and during that time, another horse had returned from swimming. When Yan Qing’s horse saw it, it wanted to start a fight.
Yan Qing’s reaction to this was, “…”
The world has gone crazy if even horses have disputes about romantic matters.
Although the result was absurd, Yan Qing decided not to pursue it further, as nobody wanted such an incident to happen.
In the afternoon, an unexpected guest arrived.
Ling Chen stood at the door, gazing into the room without blinking. The pain in the injured area had considerably lessened today. Yan Qing was sitting with his legs crossed, nibbling on an apple. When he saw Ling Chen at the door, he immediately put his leg down and sat up straight, saying, “Ling Chen? Why did you come over?”
Ling Chen asked, “Can I come in?”
Yan Qing replied, “Of course, of course… Didn’t the others come with you?”
Instead of immediately answering, Ling Chen kept his gaze on Yan Qing’s face. But when he saw Yan Qing’s expression turn odd, Ling Chen casually shifted his gaze and said, “They will be coming over later.”
Yan Qing: “…Oh.”
Even though their relationships had become close and warm over the past few weeks, Yan Qing had never spent much time alone with Ling Chen. At that moment, an awkward atmosphere filled the air.
Neither of them knew what to say, and it was becoming uncomfortably dry.
But what wasn’t awkward for him was certainly awkward for others.
Suddenly, Ling Chen spoke, “I remember you used to get injured quite often on set, just like you do now.”
Yan Qing: “Is that so? Well, my constitution does seem to be prone to accidents, haha.”
Just as he finished speaking, he noticed that Ling Chen had a small medicine jar on the table, seemingly from nowhere. Ling Chen said, “This is for resolving bruises. It’s quite effective. Try applying it near your wound.”
Yan Qing squinted his eyes, feeling like he had seen this before. Wasn’t this the same thing that Wen Jueli had brought him yesterday?
“T-Thank you.”
After all, it was a kind gesture, so Yan Qing didn’t refuse. It was just unexpected that Ling Chen, who appeared cold on the surface, was also a warm-hearted person.
[Am I the only one who finds it strange? Why does Ling Chen seem to treat Yan Qing differently?]
[I thought the same! Ling Chen’s gaze at him seems odd.]
[I’ve always wanted to say that the “ship” between him and He Zijia is so forced… It’s so annoying. I once made a casual comment in the fan forum, and their fans started attacking me. It disgusted me.]
[Can you stop spreading rumors? This is a dating reality show. Why are you talking about weird ships here?]
[Exactly, this is just friends caring for each other. Why blow it out of proportion?]
Yan Qing: “Ling Chen!”
Startled by the sudden call of his name, Ling Chen was momentarily confused, and he looked at Yan Qing with a bewildered expression.
“Do you need some advice from me?” Yan Qing asked with a mischievous smile.
Ling Chen replied, “What do you mean?”
Yan Qing was a bit embarrassed as he continued, “I mean, I don’t have much experience, but I’ve noticed that you seem a bit shy around He Zijia, like when you’re together. Do you want me to help you out? After all, I’ve been married for a year now.”
[Blackout incoming!]
[People claiming that Yan Qing and Ling Chen are in a relationship is just ridiculous. This is a 24-hour live stream. How could you possibly deduce anything from that.]
Yan Qing blinked his eyes and asked, “What do you think?”
This left Ling Chen completely speechless.
Was Yan Qing playing dumb or getting angry?
Hesitating because of the camera, he ultimately said, “No need. He Zijia and I are doing fine,” and left the hospital room, only to reenact the same scene as yesterday upon opening the door.
Wen Jueli, being slightly taller, looked down at Ling Chen, seemingly inspecting him. Ling Chen didn’t show any fear despite being the junior, and he looked back and said, “Mr. Wen.”
Mr. Wen? Wen Jueli?
Yan Qing sat on the bed, craned his neck to look outside, and exclaimed, “Husband, you’re here!”
Wen Jueli raised an eyebrow, his tone slow but each word clear, “Why did you come first? The others were planning to wait for you to visit Yan Qing together.”
Ling Chen, aware of his mistake, replied, “I bought some ointment for Yan Qing and wanted to deliver it to him first.”
Wen Jueli said, “I already used the ointment on him yesterday. You can return the one you bought and get a refund. Thank you for your concern.”
After Ling Chen left, Wen Jueli entered the room from outside five seconds later.
When Yan Qing saw him approaching with those chilly eyes, he couldn’t help but feel a bit guilty, as if he was caught doing something he shouldn’t have.
Wen Jueli sat in the chair next to the hospital bed and placed his hand on the blanket, reaching out to touch Yan Qing’s leg through it. He asked, “You’re recovering quite well.”
Yan Qing sat up straight, “Haha, yes, I’m doing okay.”
Wen Jueli remarked, “If you’re just ‘okay,’ that’s pretty good. Pack your things. The doctor said you can be discharged this afternoon.”
Yan Qing was taken aback, “Oh? This soon? Can’t it be a bit later?”
Wen Jueli asked, “Why later?”
Yan Qing didn’t say anything. He couldn’t exactly mention that the hospital’s air conditioning hadn’t cooled him enough!
He playfully grabbed Wen Jueli’s big, warm hand and swayed it back and forth, saying, “Don’t want to leave so soon. Can we go back in the afternoon?”
Seeing the petite figure looking up at him with those pleading eyes, Wen Jueli was about to refuse but ended up saying, “Alright, I’ll help you pack first.”
Yan Qing laughed with joy, “I knew my husband loves me the most!”
However, after returning from the hospital, viewers in the live stream room suddenly noticed an increased likelihood of Wen Jueli and Ling Chen appearing together in the same frame.
After being discharged from the hospital and resting for a night, Yan Qing was able to walk normally the next day.
They visited a famous local market the following day. Initially, Yan Qing was shopping with Wen Jueli, who could assist him. However, Yan Qing quickly became fascinated by various unusual items, and in the blink of an eye, he lost sight of his husband.
But a grown man should be able to find his way back home, right?
With this in mind, Yan Qing continued to explore the market happily. Eventually, he stumbled upon a shop that specialized in yarn, and to his surprise, Xia Xingchen was there, carrying many bags. He asked, “Yan Qing, why are you here alone?”
Yan Xing: “Just shopping, aren’t I?”
Xia Xingchen: “Of course, I know that. I meant, isn’t Wen ge with you? It’s almost the height of summer, why are you suddenly buying yarn?”
“It’s for my husband. Do you have this color boss?”
“Oh, I don’t know where he went.”
After buying the yarn, Xia Xingchen was curious and found out that Yan Qing was buying it to knit a scarf to give to Wen Jueli.
Xia Xingchen was taken aback, “You’re actually giving such an old-fashioned thing? It’s summertime now. Are you trying to make him sweat to death?”
Yan Qing was a bit embarrassed by his comment, saying, “But it’s still May… It’s the thought that counts.”
Xia Xingchen: “You’re really something. If it were me knitting a scarf for Sang Ning, she would definitely chase me and beat me up.”
Knitting the scarf was indeed a spontaneous idea, but later, Yan Qing thought that Wen Jueli, who was so afraid of the cold, would probably be very happy to receive a hand-knitted scarf.
From that day on, Yan Qing would secretly knit the scarf for Wen Jueli behind his back.
One day, it was raining outside, and the others were resting in their rooms while Wen Jueli was in charge of making lunch. He asked Yan Qing for help.
Yan Qing had just haphazardly stuffed the yarn into his suitcase and reluctantly entered the kitchen. He saw Wen Jueli wearing an apron with straps that accentuated his waistline beneath his black shirt. His shoulder-to-waist ratio and his figure were perfect.
“Can you help me cut the broccoli?”
“Chop some celery and add it.”
“The things in the oven are done. Be careful when you take them out.”
“Okay…”
After helping out multiple times, Yan Qing had become an adept assistant, even to the point where he felt that he could make a living in a restaurant if he wasn’t an actor.
The creamy soup in the pot was ready, and Wen Jueli scooped some into a spoon and handed it to Yan Qing. Seeing this, Yan Qing blew on it lightly and tasted it.
“It’s a bit bland. Add some more pepper.”
“Sure.”
Wen Jueli’s focused and composed demeanor seemed to possess a certain charm, making anyone who looked at him unable to help but gaze at him.
At that moment, Wen Jueli covered the pot, turned off the stove, and asked Yan Qing to go somewhere with him.
The entire program was broadcast continuously, so the only place that could guarantee the privacy and security of the guests was the restroom.
Yan Qing was quite puzzled about why Wen Jueli had asked him to go to the restroom with him. Once inside, Wen Jueli closed the door and said, “Turn off your microphone.”
Yan Qing: “…”
In that instant, Yan Qing’s mind was filled with a thousand little deer—what was he doing? Going to the restroom and turning off the microphone, alone with a man… Could it be that Wen Jueli had an awakening?
Just from looking at Wen Jueli’s face, Yan Qingg’s heart was severely shaken. With that kind of appearance, who wouldn’t be infatuated!
Yan Qing became a little shy, “If it’s you, well, that should be okay…”
Wen Jueli: “?”
The orange-yellow light descended from above, melting the two into a warm and harmonious scene.
In front of him, Yan Qing slightly curved those eyes, gazing at him with a smile. It was a rare sense of cleanliness and transparency.
However, this straightforward gaze unusually made Wen Jueli’s throat dry, and his lips pressed together.
Obediently, Yan Qing removed the microphone and whispered, “I’m done… it’s so quiet.”
Actually, it wasn’t quiet.
Perhaps in an unheard place, a heart under someone’s chest was vigorously vibrating.
Seeing Wen Jueli still silent, Yan Qing felt a bit strange. He glanced at the other person and asked, “What’s going on? You suddenly dragged me to the restroom. It can’t be that you really want to… you know?”
The words “you know” made Yan Qing feel shy, so he said it very softly.
Wen Jueli was momentarily puzzled but didn’t pay much attention. Actually, these days, he has been surrounded by something seemingly inconspicuous. Lowering his eyelashes, the long shadows covered the emotions in his eyes. He casually found a reason for himself, “Just wanted to chat with you… Although I often act, it’s usually with a script. In other situations, I always feel a bit uncomfortable.”
Yan Qing was quite surprised. So, he just wanted to chat with me?
Although it sounded a bit exaggerated, Yan Qing unexpectedly felt a strange sense of happiness. At least, Wen Jueli was opening up to him and expressing a desire to have a private chat. Who wouldn’t be happy about that?
Yan Qing said, “Sure, sure! I like chatting! What should we talk about?”
Wen Jueli’s gaze fell gently on Yan Qing’s pale pink lips. He said, “Do you really like cooking?”
Is that it?!
This was like a husband saying he had prepared a candlelit dinner for you in the evening, and when you came home, you found a bowl of instant noodles without any sausages!
Although a bit speechless, Yan Qing continued to chat randomly with Wen Jueli. A few minutes later, Wen Jueli suddenly brought up another topic without warning, “Have you known Ling Chen for a long time? It seems like you guys can talk about a lot of things from the past.”
Yan Qing blurted out, “Not that much.”
Wen Jueli had a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.
Recalling, Yan Qing said, “Well, not that long. I haven’t known you for long. I met him while filming. I was still a newcomer back then.”
“Oh…” Wen Jueli seemed to enter into some kind of contemplation. “Didn’t you fall down the stairs and lose your memory? How do you remember so clearly?”
Yan Qing was stunned. “…”
“Of course, I have to remember it clearly. It was Kan ge who told me. Otherwise, if there’s a blooper on the show saying I’m not letting others see my face, what should I do? I remember He Zijia too. Why? Why are you suddenly asking me all these questions?”
As if receiving a certain signal, Wen Jueli’s usually stern expression finally softened. He raised his eyebrows and averted his gaze. “Nothing, just chatting casually. ”
“Casual chat?” Although he tried to conceal it, Yan Qing wasn’t really foolish. He had already sniffed out a hint of something sour. Leaning in, he revealed a fox-like sly smile.
“Are you jealous?”
Suddenly exposed, Wen Jueli was bewildered. Even Yan Qing noticed that he seemed different, unusually calm and composed.
“No.”
“Really?”
Under Yan Qing’s persistent questioning, he ultimately remained silent.
It seemed like he was indeed jealous. Yan Qing couldn’t help but let out a restrained smile, thinking, ‘Wen Jueli is jealous? Well, that means he cares about me.’
Although delighted inwardly, Yan Qing continued nonchalantly, “Isn’t Ling Chen already with He Zijia? There’s nothing going on between him and me. It’s okay to be jealous, but don’t be too possessive! Besides, my Husband, you should have confidence in your own charm, okay?”
Wen Jueli lowered his head slightly, his gaze lingering on the exquisitely handsome youth.
Having gained fame at a young age, Wen Jueli had seen through the darkness and falsehoods of the entertainment industry. Even if he hadn’t dabbled in those waters before, he could easily recognize that He Zijia and Ling Chen, like them, were in a contractual relationship.
Possibly lacking sincerity.
So, in the places where the camera couldn’t capture, he could always sense the audacious glances Ling Chen cast towards Yan Qing.
Initially, he paid little attention to it, pretending not to see. However, he didn’t know when he began unconsciously shielding Yan Qing behind him whenever they were together. Yet, Yan Qing seemed oblivious, like a little fool.
What kind of connection did they have in the past?
In the past few days, Wen Jueli had contemplated many things.
He understood that he had fallen for Yan Qing.
He didn’t know when this liking had started.
But for this kind of liking, Wen Jueli could only keep it hidden. Currently, Yan Qing’s apparent fondness for him was due to contractual obligations, and separating truth from falsehood in this situation was challenging—even Yan Qing himself couldn’t distinguish it clearly because of the affectionate way he behaved.
So, after he recovers his memory, will he still like me so much…
Probably not.
As soon as they arrived in the city where Wu Ge was touring, Yan Qing quickly contacted him.
Taking advantage of some connections, he managed to arrange for everyone to watch a stage play, putting on a show in front of a large number of fans.
【I didn’t expect that Yan Qing would actually know people in the drama theater!】
【Yan Qing performed in the drama theater eight hundred years ago. You can still find a short video of Yan Qing that went viral online when it was first posted.】
【Tch, what’s the big deal about knowing them? The new drama is so bad, it’s hilarious.】
【Why do we always encounter this kind of awkward negativity?】
【Exactly!】
【In the drama, Yan Qing is just a little transparent character. What’s wrong with his acting, except for being shy? Just because this is his first drama, why stick the bad acting label on him instead of other actors?】
Yan Qing’s first drama had been airing for several days, but the absent-minded Yan Qing, who forgot to bring his phone, had no idea how much criticism he had faced online.
After the play, someone found Yan Qing still in his seat and called out, “Qing zai!”
Looking at this Asian face, Yan Qing was momentarily stunned. This person who called him Qing zai must have a close relationship with him. But what if he didn’t remember them due to his memory loss?
Fortunately, the person didn’t notice anything unusual. Instead, he continued cheerfully, “Long time no see! Give me a hug… Is this Wen laoshi?”
Yan Qing hurriedly replied, “Yes, yes, he is Wen laoshi
, and also my husband!”
Wen Jueli also nodded politely, “Hello.”
The young man looked like he was about to faint from excitement, not noticing anything unusual. He continued enthusiastically, “I haven’t seen you for so long! This… Is this really Wen Laoshi?”
Yan Qing couldn’t help but pull him aside and whisper, “You little rascal, you even married Wen Jueli and didn’t tell us. When I saw the news, I thought I was dreaming!”
Wen Jueli was no stranger to such comments.
The young man suddenly remembered something and said, “By the way, are you free later?”
“…” Yan Qing asked, “Should be, why?”
The young man said, “Well, Wu Ge wants to have dinner with you! Or let Wen laoshi accompany you.”
“Sure, that’s settled then. Here, take this address. Wu Ge will be waiting for you guys over there!”
Watching the young man’s enthusiastic departure, Yan Qing was still pondering something when he heard Wen Jueli’s voice, “Are you very familiar with this Wu Ge?”
Yan Qing slowly shifted his round eyes to him. This guy, is he jealous again?
