After Appearing on a Dating Show with a Top-Star Omega - Chapter 17

Saturday.

The weather was clear and pleasant. Thick, pure white clouds drifted across the blue sky, and sunlight poured through the cloud layers, as if it had taken on visible beams.

“Knock, knock, knock.”

The filming crew carried their equipment and knocked on the door of the sixteenth floor.

[Why knock? Just barge in. Sneak attack!]

[I really want to see my girl’s sleeping face. [starry eyes]]

“Click.”

The door opened.

The speed of the bullet comments visibly grew faster.

But behind the door appeared an unexpected face.

Jiang Yuan was still a little awkward in front of the camera. She forced the corners of her lips up. “Good morning.”

The bullet comments paused for a second, then immediately erupted.

[Didn’t they only start dating a month ago?! Why are you in my girl’s house?!]

[Calm down, calm down. You’re already watching a dating variety show. What if they kiss later? What will you do then?]

[I’ll… I’ll just watch. [angry]]

[The relationship length was definitely underreported. They probably lowered it so netizens wouldn’t pick out mistakes.]

The follow-cameraperson could not speak and only shook the camera up and down to indicate a nod.

Jiang Yuan stepped back a few paces and let them in. In an instant, the whole space was filled with a large crowd.

Yu Qingshi had been teaching her often over the past few days, so Jiang Yuan quickly calmed down.

She took the initiative to speak. “Qingshi is still sleeping. I’ll go wake her up. You can film whatever you like first?”

The camera turned slightly toward the bedroom, looking as if it intended to film there.

Noticing the intention, Jiang Yuan shook her head with a serious face. “No. You can’t go in.”

The camera promptly nodded.

After settling things here, Jiang Yuan turned and went back to the room. The cameraman immediately followed behind her without the slightest hesitation.

Variety show newbie Jiang Yuan clearly did not understand the full extent of Qin Yiting’s team’s shamelessness.

When she reached the door, Jiang Yuan was startled by the figure she saw from the corner of her eye. She instinctively tightened her grip on the doorknob and shut the door again.

After Jiang Yuan calmed down, she said with a solemn expression, “You can’t go in.”

The follow-cam could only point at the floor, indicating that he would just stand there and film.

A crisis of trust had already appeared. Jiang Yuan’s eyes were full of disbelief. “Really?”

The follow-cam nodded.

Jiang Yuan could not just stand there watching him, so she could only split off a bit of attention to keep an eye on him.

She entered the room and immediately turned back to half-close the door.

Jiang Yuan lightened her footsteps and came to the bedside.

The person on the bed was lying on her side, the blanket covering her face. Yu Qingshi’s hair was scattered backward, and her breathing was light, long, and even. She was sleeping sweetly.

Jiang Yuan knelt on one knee on the bed and slowly pulled the blanket open a little, letting some air in.

This was a habit she had discovered after sleeping in the master bedroom for two days.

On the first day, she had been unable to sleep all night and had lain on her side, staring at Yu Qingshi.

She discovered that Yu Qingshi liked sleeping with her face covered.

Jiang Yuan was worried she would suffocate, so she pulled it down a little for her. At first, everything was fine, but in the middle of the night, Yu Qingshi slowly buried herself back in again.

And so.

Every time Yu Qingshi covered herself, Jiang Yuan pulled it down beside her. Covered, pulled down, covered, pulled down…

The cycle lasted all night.

By the second day, Jiang Yuan had developed the habit of waking in the middle of the night to check on her and let her breathe.

Jiang Yuan pulled downward, and the opening in the blanket grew larger and larger, gradually revealing her face.

Cool air entered. Yu Qingshi’s breathing deepened a little, and she frowned as she shrank further inside.

Jiang Yuan smiled and said softly, “Qingshi, time to wake up.”

“Qingshi?”

“Mm?” Yu Qingshi’s voice still carried a nasal tone. She opened her eyes in a daze.

The sunlight had been deliberately blocked by Jiang Yuan, so it was not glaring.

Yu Qingshi stretched an arm out from the blanket and stretched lazily.

She was still not fully awake, her eyes half-lidded. “…What time is it?”

Jiang Yuan glanced at her wristwatch. “Six o’clock. The filming crew is here.”

“They’re already here?” Yu Qingshi raised her eyes and did not see the camera behind Jiang Yuan.

She turned to look at the door, where the follow-cam was standing with the camera on his shoulder.

The dark lens was pointed straight at the two of them.

Yu Qingshi pressed her lips together and smiled. “Why didn’t you let them in?”

She knew Jiang Yuan must have stopped them.

Jiang Yuan paused and did not make a sound.

The bedding was soft, and Yu Qingshi was lying in the center. Her face was bare of makeup and her hair messy, but compared to the big star beneath the magnesium lights, she had gained a bit more of a lived-in warmth.

Because her arm had come out from the blanket, her fair shoulder was also exposed.

The strap had slipped down her shoulder, and her collarbones were delicate and winding, beautiful beyond description.

Jiang Yuan silently pulled the blanket up and wrapped Yu Qingshi back inside again.

“Mm?” Yu Qingshi was puzzled, but she did not resist, allowing the other person to move and be wrapped back into a silkworm baby.

“Don’t catch a cold.” Jiang Yuan lowered her eyes.

“Oh.”

Jiang Yuan said, “I’ll go close the door. You get dressed and do your makeup first.”

“Okay.”

Jiang Yuan walked back out and closed the door behind her.

Her movements were watertight. When she came out, she even used her back to block the camera, not giving the follow-cam even the slightest chance.

The interaction between her and Yu Qingshi just now had been taken in by everyone. Although they could not clearly see Yu Qingshi, they could still sense the atmosphere—harmonious and warm.

The bullet comments immediately started flooding again.

[Jiang Yuan, stingy ghost. [pouting]]

[Tch, it’s not like I wanted to see that badly.]

[Offering a fortune for Jiang Yuan’s first-person POV. [crying]]

After the two finished breakfast, they took their luggage and got into the production team’s car.

Qin Yiting had spent a fortune renting a seaside villa.

It was located by the sea in A City. All three floors had huge floor-to-ceiling glass windows, transparent and bright.

On the top floor, facing the ocean, there was also an azure-blue pool, sparkling beneath the sunlight.

Because they had won first choice, they were the first couple to arrive.

After taking a look around, the two chose the top-floor pool room.

And just as they had expected, there was only one large bed.

After the choice was made, the cameras were turned off on schedule, and the livestream began broadcasting the situation with another couple.

Jiang Yuan relaxed all at once. She lay down on the bed with Yu Qingshi and turned her eyes to admire the rolling waves beyond the glass window.

“How does Yuanyuan feel?” Yu Qingshi suddenly asked.

The dating show was filmed in both livestream and edited-recording formats. Even when the livestream was not showing them, the room was still filled with all kinds of cameras.

They just were not turned on at the moment.

“It’s okay.” Jiang Yuan raised her head to look. She and Yu Qingshi were lying head-to-head, and from this angle, she could see the other person’s brows and eyes perfectly.

Yu Qingshi’s face was tight and delicate. Lying flat like this made her features look even more three-dimensional.

Whenever Jiang Yuan was filmed by cameras, she was always at a loss. She could not help being curious. “Qingshi, were you nervous the first time you were on camera too?”

“The first time…” Yu Qingshi thought about it. The scene in her memory had already blurred, yet it still left a deep impression.

“My first role was a little palace maid.”

“Qingfei?”

Yu Qingshi was surprised. “Yuanyuan knows?”

“Mm.”

Jiang Yuan had not been in this world for long and did not have many hobbies.

Browsing Yu Qingshi’s Super Topic counted as one.

Yu Qingshi continued, “At that time, I was especially nervous. I couldn’t even find my camera position correctly.”

As she spoke, she unconsciously laughed softly. “The director asked me whether I wanted to usurp the throne, since I kept blocking the female lead.”

“After that, the crew stopped calling me Qingfei and changed to calling me Blocking-Path Shi.”

In crews, to help actors enter their roles, everyone would uniformly call actors by their characters’ names until filming wrapped and their real names were returned to them.

So during that period, Yu Qingshi’s name was “blocking stone.”

Yu Qingshi laughed aloud.

But the person beside her had gone quiet. She turned over to look and saw Jiang Yuan pressing her lips together, her brows lowered. For once, she was actually angry.

This was Yu Qingshi’s first time seeing Jiang Yuan angry.

“That’s bullying on set!” Jiang Yuan suppressed the fire in her heart, especially after she had just learned that the anti-fan nickname “blocking stone” had started from Yu Qingshi’s first drama.

“Qingshi isn’t any blocking stone. Qingshi is a… a gemstone.”

She was clumsy with words. Anger rushed to her head, and after her brain churned for a long time, she could only spit out this sentence.

The more Jiang Yuan thought about it, the angrier she became at her own clumsy mouth.

She listed every compliment she could think of. “A sapphire that will always be clean and translucent, always radiant and dazzling, and will never be covered in dust!”

What “gemstone covered in dust”? Yu Qingshi clearly would not even have a speck of dust on her.

After hearing this, Yu Qingshi’s pupils trembled slightly, and she was stunned for several seconds.

She curved her lips and rubbed Jiang Yuan’s head. “What are you angry about? I wasn’t even angry back then.”

And the facts were just as Jiang Yuan said. That low-budget drama had exploded into popularity precisely because of Qingfei, who was an undercover agent in a foreign land and clearly distinguished love from hate.

It had defeated several major productions and won Best Supporting Actress, bringing Yu Qingshi into the public eye in one fell swoop.

“Don’t be angry. I shouldn’t have mentioned this.” Yu Qingshi rarely talked about it. Her original intention had been to tell Jiang Yuan some past stories of being nervous and helpless, but she had unexpectedly made the other person angry.

“No, I want to hear. I want to hear all of it.” The usually gentle puppy rarely bared her teeth, showing a protective stance. Childishly, she said, “I also want to scold them.”

She displayed the new intimidating skill she had just learned—baring her teeth. “I’ll hang them in Qingshi’s Super Topic. I’ll go scold them once every day.”

So childish it was cute.

Yu Qingshi’s heart softened, and laughter rippled in her eyes.

But when facing Yu Qingshi, Jiang Yuan softened her tone again. Her tail wagged as she changed back, nearly drooping her eyes like she was acting spoiled. “Qingshi has to… has to tell me everything.”

Yu Qingshi’s eyes curved completely. “Okay.”

＊

Once all the couples had arrived, the two were called downstairs.

Everyone gathered on the first floor.

They were the B/O couple Jiang Yuan and Yu Qingshi, the divorced couple Lei Lei and Chen Shu, and the screen couple Gu Feifei and Ling Yu.

The few of them greeted one another one by one.

Qin Yiting did not give everyone extra time to make small talk and directly assigned the task.

“Three meals a day will be handled by you all. Each couple takes responsibility for one day and cooks for everyone.”

“The order is decided by the sequence in which you entered the house.”

“Today, Yu Qingshi and Jiang Yuan are responsible.”

The two received the lunch mission card and entered the kitchen.

The cameraman also carried the camera and followed them.

[My girl doesn’t seem to know how to cook.]

[Jiang Yuan can, right? If you can be with my sister, you’d better surpass the God of Cooking.]

[As long as it’s not mock crab.]

[I’m here to defend mock crab! It’s really delicious!]

The production team had specifically collected the couples’ food preferences. Jiang Yuan had filled in rice cake and chicken wing casserole, and now it was impressively listed on today’s menu.

Yu Qingshi saw it from the side and took tiny steps closer to Jiang Yuan. She asked softly, “Yuanyuan, how many can I eat this time?”

Jiang Yuan pressed the corners of her lips together. “As many as you want.”

Cooking for six people at once was time-consuming and laborious, and it also tested a couple’s tacit understanding and cooperation in the kitchen.

For the two of them, Jiang Yuan was the main force in cooking. Yu Qingshi was like a little spinning top tied to a string, circling around Jiang Yuan and helping out.

Cutting vegetables, seasoning, heating the pan, then pan-frying, stir-frying, cooking, and deep-frying.

Jiang Yuan’s movements were crisp and smooth, flowing like clouds and water. The rigid and ordinary work looked unusually pleasing in her hands, as if she could make flowers bloom from it.

In the kitchen, she moved like a fish in water, proficient in all kinds of cooking techniques, without any sign of being stumped.

[Passing by. Is she a chef?]

[She’s a physics student.]

[This is so satisfying for someone with OCD.]

Before long, several pots were uncovered at the same time, and the dishes could be plated and served.

The divorced couple beside them watched, dumbfounded, already foreseeing just how flustered they would be when it was their turn to cook.

The two plated the dishes one by one, and the divorced couple came forward to help set them on the table.

Only after everyone had taken their seats did Jiang Yuan arrive belatedly with the final dish.

She looked at Yu Qingshi’s seat and placed the rice cake and chicken wings in front of her.

The two of them thought their glance at each other was hidden, then looked away and smiled.

Little did they know, the camera had captured everything.

[Tsk, tsk. Your little thoughts are way too obvious.]

[Who sprinkled sugar into the air? Why is it so sweet?]

[Sugar in the air could almost be compared to snow.]

[Cooking × wife eating well.]

[I’m so hungry. It looks so delicious.]

At the scene, everyone ate while repeatedly exclaiming in admiration, praise sounding nonstop.

Lei Lei, the Alpha from the divorced couple, said, “Xiao Yuan, these ribs are even better than the ones my family’s chef makes.”

“They’re certainly much better than strawberry-stewed ribs.” Chen Shu, the Omega from the divorced couple, rolled her eyes, not forgetting to drag Lei Lei down.

Jiang Yuan felt embarrassed. “Thank you.”

Yu Qingshi was even happier than Jiang Yuan. Her smile became several degrees more sincere. “Try the shrimp and egg custard. It’s one of Yuanyuan’s specialties.”

But over on the screen couple’s side.

Ling Yu asked the person opposite her, “Feifei, you’re not eating anymore?”

Gu Feifei had only eaten some salad before putting down her fork. She carelessly glanced at the happily smiling Yu Qingshi and said, “I’m not eating. I’m dieting, so I have no appetite.”

“I don’t feel well. I’m going back first.”

The two of them still had to use the show to stir-fry their CP, so Ling Yu reluctantly looked at the dining table, then quickly stood up. “What’s wrong? I’ll go with you.”

Everyone’s gazes instantly gathered on their backs.

Jiang Yuan glanced over from the corner of her eye, but she did not pay much attention.

This Gu Feifei had been positioned against Yu Qingshi ever since her debut.

Of course, this was also just wishful thinking from Gu Feifei’s team.

Coincidentally, the female lead of that low-budget ancient drama had been Gu Feifei.

The bullet comments also laughed.

[This Gu Feifei is acting up again.]

[Taking Feifei away. Didn’t you see Feifei’s face has gone pale? What’s wrong with resting for a while?]

[Actually, isn’t that because of the deathly pale foundation?]

[Hahahahaha. If the person upstairs licks their lips, will they poison themselves?]

[Okay, okay, stop arguing. There are too many bullet comments, and it’s interfering with my meal.]

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1. Sorry I’m late. I also made up for yesterday’s chapter being under 3,000 words. [I’m begging you]
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After Losing My Memory, I Was Entangled by a Yandere

Synopsis:

Wen Yan lost her memory.

After waking from a car accident, she lay in the hospital, her mind empty, with nothing inside.

Her phone had been damaged in the crash, so the police contacted the woman who lived with her.

The moment the woman saw her, she threw herself into Wen Yan’s arms. Her eyes were red, her almond-shaped eyes wet with tears, making her look pitifully beautiful.

“Baby, I finally found you.”

The woman’s name was Lin Shuangzhi. According to her, they were girlfriends who had lived together for two years and were preparing to get married.

Wen Yan looked at the person in her arms. As if confirming something, her heart pounded so hard it seemed ready to leap out of her chest.

She wrapped her arms around her. “I’m sorry. I made you worry.”

Aside from the car accident, their life returned to normal.

Their home was filled with their photos, couple items, and… all kinds of finger cots.

Wen Yan’s face flushed red: We really are a couple.

Days passed one by one, but things gradually became wrong.

Wen Yan found a micro-camera in the room. Just as she was about to call the police, her girlfriend pressed down on her hand and smiled gently. “Baby lost her memory. I was a little worried about you being home alone.”

In order to find old files, Wen Yan had her old phone repaired. Unexpectedly, she found someone inside who had constantly been sending her harassing messages.

[Baby is so beautiful. I’m soaked through.]

[Did you receive the gift I sent you? Do you like it?]

[Who was that person talking to you today!!! Baby can’t smile at other people so casually. I’ll get angry.]

Wen Yan had only replied with one sentence:

[Disgusting.]

When Lin Shuangzhi came home, Wen Yan brought this up.

Lin Shuangzhi said casually, “Just a pervert who has a crush on Baby. Don’t worry about it.”

Even in moments of passion and confusion, Lin Shuangzhi’s face flushed like the tide, yet she did not forget to ask, “Baby, who am I?”

All of this was like fine red threads, trapping Wen Yan at the center.

Until the landlord, who had been abroad, returned. The auntie enthusiastically asked, “How are you and your roommate getting along?”

“Roommate?” Wen Yan froze.

“That’s right. The one who just moved in a month ago.”

A month ago…

Wen Yan instantly felt cold all over, as if she had fallen into an ice cave.

Wen Yan opened the locked door.

Behind it was the room she had once lived in.

The room’s layout was familiar, yet it now contained many unfamiliar photos of her—taken secretly.

Memories surged in like a tide.

Wen Yan could not help taking a step back.

But her back leaned into a patch of warmth.

Warm breath spread beside her ear, fragrant as orchids.

“Baby, what did you see?”

＊

Lin Shuangzhi had been in love with Wen Yan for six years.

She followed her, took photos of her secretly, and even sent messages to harass her.

She did everything she should not have done.

She used money to send away the tenant and moved into their shared “home.”

Then an accident happened.

Wen Yan got into a car accident and actually lost all her memories.

Obsessive, mad thoughts kept bubbling up. With tears in her eyes, Lin Shuangzhi said, “Baby, I’m your girlfriend.”

Perhaps it would last one day, one week, one month, or perhaps… a lifetime.