What to Do When Pretending to Be an Alpha Gets Exhausting [Entertainment Industry] - Chapter 4

“Give me the mirror.”

As soon as the assistant took it out, Ji Chuxi snatched it away violently—so hard that his nail scratched the assistant’s palm.

Blood seeped out.

Ji Chuxi glanced at it coldly, then looked away, using the mirror to check his makeup and hair while casually saying:

“Next month at Paris Fashion Week, pick whatever gift you want. Use my card.”

The assistant was overwhelmed with gratitude:

“Thank you, Brother Chuxi! It doesn’t hurt at all!”

Ji Chuxi rolled his eyes:

“Who cares whether it hurts or not?”

The assistant’s expression flickered red and white, but more than anything, he was excited.

A small injury for a gift—worth it.

Ji Chuxi was difficult to serve, but extremely generous. The gifts he gave were worth more than the assistant’s salary combined.

Ye Xingyuan suddenly felt a bad premonition.

He asked his assistant:

“Is Ji Chuxi the lead in this drama?”

Xiao Xiaopan tightened his grip on his bag.

“Yes. He’s playing the Princess.”

The Princess?

The one who slapped him, whipped him, and threw him out of the palace?

What kind of rotten luck was this?

One drama, two enemies.

With Ji Chuxi’s petty, vindictive personality, he was definitely going to make things difficult during filming.

Just thinking about it made his face ache.

Ye Xingyuan and Ji Chuxi had a grudge—and not a small one.

And it was connected to Su Luoqing.

Ji Chuxi was a top-tier actor and former child star, with both looks and acting skills at the highest level.

Before Su Luoqing debuted through a talent show, Ji Chuxi had been the most popular Omega in the entertainment industry.

But the moment Su Luoqing appeared, all those titles changed hands instantly.

Su Luoqing became insanely popular overnight—always marketed as a “universal heartthrob.”

His fanbase was close to that of three-time award-winning actor Pei Yanchen.

Even successful figures in society openly confessed their admiration for him.

Su Luoqing remained clean and had no scandals. The only time he got angry publicly was when Ye Xingyuan provoked him—he once responded harshly on Weibo, briefly sparking backlash before his massive fanbase suppressed it.

Ji Chuxi was jealous of Su Luoqing and had always wanted to surpass him.

When Ye Xingyuan first became popular, he relied on his looks to gain many resources and even appeared on the same variety show as Ji Chuxi: Only Care About You.

The production team had intended to pair them as a CP for hype.

Ji Chuxi was also willing and even tried to get close.

But Ye Xingyuan was obsessed with Su Luoqing and treated everyone coldly, speaking harshly without restraint.

During filming, he not only showed no consideration but constantly insulted Ji Chuxi—saying his face was puffy after waking up, saying he was shorter than Su Luoqing, less fair-skinned, smaller-eyed, and less attractive overall.

In every way, inferior to Su Luoqing.

Ji Chuxi harbored resentment ever since.

When Su Luoqing publicly criticized Ye Xingyuan on Weibo, Ji Chuxi also joined in, hinting in the comments that he had been sexually harassed by a certain Alpha actor during filming but couldn’t speak up due to the other party’s powerful background.

The implication was clear.

Fans immediately turned all their anger toward Ye Xingyuan.

His name stayed on the trending list for nearly a week.

He became the record-holder for most online hate.

And now—

He had literally delivered himself into Ji Chuxi’s hands.

Waiting to be hit.

Zhao Lu returned and saw Ye Xingyuan looking at Ji Chuxi. She assumed he was envious of being surrounded by people.

She patted his shoulder.

“You’re not new anymore. You should know the entertainment industry is a place that worships the high and crushes the low. If you’re not high enough, you’ll be ignored.”

Ye Xingyuan turned around, firm:

“I know. That’s why this time, I’m going to stand higher than ever before.”

Not just for the original owner’s wish.

He himself liked acting.

He enjoyed creating living characters and being acknowledged for it.

Zhao Lu felt relieved and said sincerely:

“The temptation at the top is too strong. That’s why so many people fight their way up—even if it means accepting unspoken rules.”

Beep beep beep.

Her phone rang.

“Hello?”

“Boss Lu, something happened to Brother Jian.”

Because they were close, Ye Xingyuan could hear it was a girl on the line.

Zhao Lu only said a few words before hanging up, her expression turning serious.

“I have to catch a flight. Yuan Jian is in trouble. I can’t stay here with you. Be good these next few days—focus on filming. Call me if anything happens.”

Yuan Jian was one of her rising trainees, a bright and energetic young idol. During Ye Xingyuan’s blacklisting period, most of her resources were shifted to him.

Now he was one of Starshine Media’s cash cows.

Of course she had to prioritize him.

After she left—

Xiao Xiaopan clutched his bag nervously.

“Brother Xing… don’t be upset. Once you rise again, Sister Lu will definitely support you like before.”

Ye Xingyuan lightly tapped his head and smiled.

“Relax. What belongs to me—no one can take it.”

Xiao Xiaopan sniffled.

“I believe you, Brother Xing.”

He really had changed. But this version of him felt… more reassuring.

“Isn’t this Ye Xingyuan?”

Ji Chuxi walked over arrogantly, a mocking smile on his lips.

“Here to film?”

He was dressed head-to-toe in luxury brands, wearing expensive watches, a million-yuan necklace, earrings, and rings—all endorsements he represented.

He looked like a flamboyant peacock.

Clearly showing off every item, afraid others wouldn’t know how many endorsements he had.

Ye Xingyuan lifted his eyelids lazily:

“Otherwise I came here to visit you?”

Ji Chuxi came to provoke him—but ended up irritated instead, like a balloon being filled with air only to have its valve pinched shut.

“Ye Xingyuan!”

“I heard you. My ears work fine—you don’t need to shout.”

“Ah—!”

Ji Chuxi nearly exploded.

The surrounding staff and extras immediately stepped back, afraid to get caught in the crossfire.

Ji Chuxi was infamous for his temper. Only those more famous or powerful than him could avoid trouble.

Except Ye Xingyuan.

His expression darkened further.

Damn Ye Xingyuan.

When he was popular, he ignored him. Now that he was down, he still dared act arrogant?

Everyone else tried to please him—except this bastard.

Ji Chuxi gritted his teeth:

“Do you think you got this role by luck? I was the one who recommended you to the director. Do you know why?”

Ye Xingyuan was half a head taller, looking down at him calmly:

“So you can hit me, humiliate me in public, and embarrass me?”

“You—!”

Ji Chuxi was furious because he guessed it all correctly.

It felt like punching cotton—no impact, only frustration.

“Don’t think I won’t hit you in front of everyone.”

“I never said you wouldn’t,” Ye Xingyuan blinked innocently.

That calm, almost harmless expression only made Ji Chuxi angrier.

“Just wait!”

“Alright,” Ye Xingyuan replied casually.

Ji Chuxi stormed off.

“Brother Xing…” Xiao Xiaopan worried.

“You shouldn’t provoke him. He’s petty—he’ll definitely make things hard for you during filming.”

“I don’t provoke him, he’ll still target me,” Ye Xingyuan said while drinking yogurt.

Nearby.

“Brother Chuxi, why did you even suggest giving him a chance? Wouldn’t it be better to just bury him completely?” his assistant asked.

“Idiot. He embarrassed me before. This time I’ll humiliate him properly during filming.”

He fanned himself angrily, but the rage inside kept boiling.

“Brother Chuxi, he hasn’t done a rehearsal yet, right? Why don’t we… let him rehearse with you? You could make him lose face in front of everyone—and even slap him as a lesson.”

Ji Chuxi’s eyes lit up.

“Good idea.”

He called the director.

“Director.”

“What is it?”

The director already understood his intention but pretended otherwise.

“You want to rehearse with him?”

“Yes. Let’s rehearse the scene where the servant climbs into bed to seduce the prince, gets discovered by the princess, and is slapped and kicked out.”

The assistant director immediately called Ye Xingyuan over.

The director smiled:

“Is that okay?”

Ye Xingyuan sneered internally.

Did he even have the option to refuse?

“Of course. I should be thanking Brother Ji for the opportunity.”

Ji Chuxi rolled his eyes so hard they nearly reached the sky.

“Then let’s start from the moment he’s discovered and begs on his knees,” the director said.

“Lines memorized?”

Ji Chuxi said nothing coldly.

“I’ve memorized them,” Ye Xingyuan replied calmly.

“Then begin.”