"I just didn't know when you found someone." Sang Qianshan noticed the red light turn green, so he turned his gaze away and continued driving. "You didn't even tell me."

He seemed to have thought of something, then suddenly frowned, "...You live with him?"

He certainly remembered the man's voice on the other end of the phone; it sounded gentle, but inexplicably gave off a cold feeling.

Sang Qianshan was lost in thought at that moment, and almost subconsciously asked, "How is he?"

“They are quite obedient,” Cen Yu replied after a moment’s thought.

He glanced at Sang Qianshan's profile and began desperately trying to say nice things to Yu Xinyu—

"She's beautiful, rich, and obedient; she even washes her clothes by hand."

"You don't have a washing machine?" Sang Qianshan asked, puzzled. "You still wash by hand."

"..." Cen Yu suddenly remembered that in the original story, this scumbag never showed any particularly stingy side in order to maintain his image in front of his friends, so Sang Qianshan had no idea that Cen Yu was such a calculating person.

To avoid wasting electricity and to assert her authority in the household, she wouldn't even let Yu Xinyu turn on the washing machine when she was doing laundry.

Good heavens, how come people are getting lower and lower!

"...he felt his hands were clean."

"A problem."

“…” Cen Yu remained silent. He really didn’t know how to smooth things over, so he could only look ahead.

Sang Qianshan didn't hear his reply. He glanced over and saw Cen Yu staring silently out the side window. Out of the corner of his eye, he could only see Cen Yu's expressionless face (because he was embarrassed) and his half-closed eyes (thinking about how to cover up his lie).

He felt inexplicably irritated again, even more so than when he was talking to Pei Zhe.

“Pei Zhe is also going to participate in that variety show.” He simply changed the subject to get Cen Yu’s attention.

"Huh?" Cen Yu immediately turned her head. "Pei Zhe is going too?"

This plot wasn't in the original work at all!

In the original novel, the biggest star in this variety show where participants are non-celebrity friends is Sang Qianshan, so he gets the most screen time and the best script.

Because of the numerous shots and Sang Qianshan's impressive background, Yu Xinyu received a lot of screen time during the live stream, and there was virtually no malicious editing in post-production. This was a major factor in Yu Xinyu's rise to fame.

Why would Pei Zhe suddenly get involved?

Cen Yu remembered that in the plot, Pei Zhe and Sang Qianshan were competing for the Best Actor award. Of course, she had also vaguely heard that since Sang Qianshan won the Best Actor award, their paths had become more and more overlapping, and the probability of them competing had become greater and greater.

"What variety shows do you know?" Sang Qianshan suddenly asked.

Seemingly because he realized that Cen Yu was paying more attention to him than he had thought, a smile suddenly appeared on his face.

“Of course.” Cen Yu sensed the change in Sang Qianshan’s emotions.

He didn't dare say that he only confirmed Sang Qianshan's participation in the variety show after reading the forum post.

"Who are you going on the show with?" Cen Yu asked quietly.

Just then, the light turned red. Sang Qianshan looked at Cen Yu beside him and asked, "Who do you want me to go with?"

“How would I know you have any other friends…” Cen Yu paused here. In his memory, Sang Qianshan was always a lone wolf who rarely interacted with others.

When he was in school, no one knew about his family situation.

Cen Yu got to know Sang Qianshan because he was short of money at the time.

Sang Qianshan simply needed a model because he had money.

Cen Yu isn't someone who's afraid of pain, otherwise he wouldn't have gotten his ears pierced and his tongue pierced after getting the tattoo. Sang Qianshan got the tattoo at his home.

A cement-colored single apartment with a lot of tools.

He wasn't a talkative person, and neither was Sang Qianshan. Only occasionally, when Sang Qianshan got a tattoo, would she ask, "Does it hurt?" Cen Yu would simply say, "It's okay, I can bear it."

"...Do you have any non-celebrity friends who can appear on camera?" Cen Yu was genuinely curious.

Sang Qianshan didn't speak; he looked at Cen Yu through his non-reflective glasses.

In the city at night, neon lights flickered, and the taillights outside the car reflected on Cen Yu's face, creating spots of light.

He looked at the two beauty marks under Cen Yu's eyes, but in the end, he simply looked away and said, "Yes."

He said, "I just don't really want to bring him on camera; it's too much trouble."

Who is this person who is so unpresentable?

The thought flashed through Cen Yu's mind for a moment, but the next second he realized who this person was—

He himself.

Haha, it's really not presentable.

Cen Yu wasn't annoyed; he acknowledged that it was true.

Perhaps because of the evening rush hour, the roads were already congested, and Sang Qianshan's van was moving at a snail's pace in the traffic.

Just then, Cen Yu's phone rang. He glanced at it and saw that it was Yu Xinyu calling.

...

[Group Chat: It's an injustice if Sang Gege doesn't become popular (180)]

[Little Huhu: LOL, Gege is actually going to rent a friend! I knew it was true he didn't have any friends!]

[Little Huhu: After all, not everyone likes to serve the young master (licks lips) (winks)]

[AA Lao Wang Auto Repair: Durian TV...you know what I mean. Not only does it have princesses, but also hypocrites and freeloaders. What an exciting variety show! I can't wait for 100 live stream posts to appear on the forums on the day of the premiere, and for Weibo's trending topics to explode! (winking)]

[Eating a ton a day: Trending topic: Sang Qianshan berates ordinary people with a dark expression]

[Sang Gege's sugar daddy: If it's not Yu Huaining, how come it's him riding on Yu Huaining's coattails?? Who is he riding on?!]

[Little Huhu: Reporting to group admin @Xiaoyu, fans from other groups have joined the group!]

[Xiaoyu: It's already been kicked]

Xiaoyu: Sang Qianshan really has no friends.

After Yu Xinyu finished saying those two sentences in the group, she started checking the time on her phone—Cen Yu should have been back by now.

Why is there still no movement?

He had of course seen the post shared in the group. When he saw that Sang Qianshan was going to bring his non-celebrity friend to a variety show, and when he heard the message Sang Qianshan sent in the middle of the night, he felt a surge of anger.

He was terrified that Sang Qianshan had found Cen Yu.

He wanted to call Cen Yu, but worried that Cen Yu would think he was checking up on him. Finally, after waiting for another half hour, Yu Xinyu finally made the call.

"Xiao Yu, isn't she back yet?"

"Yeah, I got a little late because of traffic." Cen Yu's voice was a little unclear on the other end of the phone, and there were car horns all around.

Yu Xinyu frowned; he remembered that Cen Yu should have taken the subway back.

"Did you take a taxi today?" he asked cautiously.

“No,” Cen Yu said immediately. “A friend of mine brought me back.”

There was a hint of deliberate smugness and boasting in his tone, "This is a good opportunity to introduce you two."