Chapter 8 Mountain Village Variety Show: Hart Soft
A torrential downpour swept down from the mountains.
The car door was gently opened by the staff, and Wen Yanyu woke up from her sleep, looking at the umbrella handed to her by the staff.
Wen Yanyu took the umbrella and asked groggily, "Have we arrived yet?"
"arrive……"
"Thank you," Wen Yanyu said softly, rubbing her eyes.
"Hmm...it's nothing." He didn't really like the person in front of him, but seeing the other person whimpering softly in discomfort the whole way, the staff member's face looked like spilled paint, and his expression was particularly strange.
After hesitating for a few moments, he still reached out his hand to the person in the car.
"The road outside is slippery, let me help you across."
Without hesitation, Wen Yanyu took the arm of a staff member and got out of the car. She looked up at the mountains covered in rain and mist in the distance, opened her umbrella to shield the people around her, and they all disappeared into the rain.
At this filming location, due to the rain, everyone was temporarily housed in the main room of a courtyard.
Jiang Keyan, with her hair in a princess style and adorned with a bow, was sitting next to Jiang Wanrou, who was smiling gently, and they were gossiping and chatting.
Sang Yu sat quietly in a corner of the main room, glancing at Lu Mingxu out of the corner of her eye from time to time.
Noticing this, Duan Mufeng teased Lu Mingxu, "Old Lu, when will I be able to attend your wedding?"
After saying that, he raised an eyebrow and looked in Sang Yu's direction.
Upon hearing this, Sang Yu immediately looked up at Duan Mufeng. When she met his gaze as he looked at her and Lu Mingxu, she quickly looked away as if she had been burned, and her cheeks flushed involuntarily.
Lu Mingxu frowned, glanced at him with displeasure, and said in a cold tone, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Tsk." Duan Mufeng clicked his tongue. "I was just joking, why are you getting so worked up?"
"I have no intention of being in a relationship," Lu Mingxu replied calmly, his expression still cold, and then stopped talking to the man.
Seeing this, Duan Mufeng had no choice but to back down, but then his eyes darted around and turned to Sang Yu.
A mischievous smile flickered in his eyes. "Hey, little Yu, let me tell you, if you ever look for a boyfriend, never date someone like Lao Lu. He's so boring, there's no fun in him at all."
A hint of helplessness flashed across Sang Yu's face. She glanced at Lu Mingxu, who remained silent, then lowered her head and dejectedly tidied the stray hairs by her ears, remaining silent as well.
[I'm dying of laughter, hahaha, what a fake brotherhood!]
[Lu Mingxu! Do you know you'll never have a wife if you keep going like this?! You'll be chasing after your wife like a maniac sooner or later!]
[Can you please stop pairing your favorite characters with that unappealing CP? Marketing is fine after the drama airs, but this has been going on for years, and I really can't stand it anymore. How many times has Brother Lu given you the cold shoulder because of this CP? Didn't you read the original statement? Can't you read?! Isn't this forced pairing disgusting?]
I haven't seen Sister Wanrou for over two years; I thought she had retired from the entertainment industry.
[That's normal. After all, Sister Jiang is over forty and doesn't work as hard as she did when she was younger. She probably came along because Xiao Yan was there.]
Why hasn't Wen Yanyu arrived yet?
[Help! Don't mention this person! I get agitated just seeing him.]
Time passed by, and the sound of rain outside the window gradually subsided.
Duan Mufeng squinted his eyes and casually crossed his legs.
It seems there's another guest named Wen Yanyu who hasn't arrived yet. I just got back from abroad and only got to know about his relationship. I'm about to take out my phone to search for what he looks like.
The door was opened by staff.
A staff member's voice rang out: "The last guest has arrived."
Everyone turned their heads to look at the same time.
"Sorry I'm late."
Fine raindrops formed a hazy mist around the person, whose slender white hand held a black umbrella.
Politely declining the towel offered by the staff, Wen Yanyu put away her umbrella, stepped into the house, and quickly took off her slightly damp coat.
His long hair was loose and casually draped over his shoulders. His fair skin, moistened by the rain and mist, was so tender that it seemed as if water could be squeezed out of it. A red mole under his eye was the finishing touch.
His once affectionate and tender peach blossom eyes carried an inexplicable coldness, detachment, and lifelessness, yet they also held a touch of shimmering beauty due to the misty gaze, piercing the heart like a hook.
Every part of her body was perfectly arranged, making it impossible to look away.
"Hello, I am Wen Yanyu."
For a moment, the room fell into a brief silence.
Duan Mufeng's mouth was slightly open, and a herd of alpacas seemed to be galloping through his mind. With a start, he quickly put down his crossed legs, straightened his hair, and sat up straight in the chair.
Sang Yu stared at the newcomer, a hint of amazement flashing in her eyes.
Lu Mingxu was also taken aback.
"Wow, it's even prettier than on the phone!" Jiang Keyan's eyes lit up as she excitedly rubbed her hands together.
Jiang Wanrou glanced at the boy's pale face, and frowned almost imperceptibly as she thought about what had happened online.
[Hilarious! Even though I know Wen Yanyu is a simp, his looks are undeniably stunning.]
[Of course! Otherwise, how would he have become famous in the first place? Most of the people criticizing him now are just hating him out of love, haha. I feel sorry for his fans.]
[I've lost a lot of weight.]
So celebrities react the same way I do when they see a beautiful woman.
[I saw how Duan Mufeng sat up straight instantly, hahaha, even fixing his hair. This kid's got a new love interest again.]
Duan Mufeng was the first to react. He stood up abruptly, strode over to Wen Yanyu, and extended his hand to him.
The man had blond hair swept back, revealing his handsome features. He wore a simple, clean white T-shirt and had a sunny, bright smile.
"Hey! Hey! My name is Duan Mufeng. I'm a singer. My family is quite wealthy. I'm an only child. My parents live overseas most of the year. They're very open-minded and don't interfere in my life. I'm not stingy. I'm very generous with money for my friends and lovers. I like to travel together. Of course, it's okay if the other person doesn't like it. I just like to travel."
Wen Yanyu was taken aback, puzzled by the other party's strange self-introduction, and politely extended his hand to shake hands with him.
"Hello, Duan Mufeng?" He subconsciously repeated the other person's name.
"Oh, right, right, my name is Duan Mufeng, hehehehe."
Duan Mufeng looked at the long, slender, white fingers in front of her, and many strange images suddenly flashed through her mind, causing her face to turn red.
"Ahem..." Duan Mufeng turned his head and coughed lightly, trying his best to maintain a polite smile. "It's nice to meet you. We'll need to look after each other for the next month or so."
Wen Yanyu nodded slightly and released her hand.
"Brother, are you on a blind date here? Bro."
[Hahaha, I can't stop laughing! Duan looks so worthless, hahaha!]
[By the way, Duan Luobo just got back from abroad. He probably hasn't caught up on the gossip yet. Don't be fooled by appearances; this guy isn't someone you can easily fall for.]
[Didn't Wen Yanyu say she no longer likes Fu Hanchuan? Besides, Duan Luobo seems to be more open-minded abroad, accepting both men and women, so these two are also acceptable.]
[You believe him just because he says so? Haha, he's not the only one who's used the "playing hard to get" tactic.]
What's the story behind "segmented radish"?
[A womanizer who changed partners like clothes overseas, but his resources were too good to be true, and he's already ruined, so nobody cares anymore and it's become a meme.]
[Please don't touch my Duan Ge, thank you. Rejecting persistent simps.]
"Hello!" Jiang Keyan also stood up from her chair and ran over to Wen Yanyu in a few steps, a bright smile on her face. "My name is Jiang Keyan, you can just call me Keyan. Can I call you Yanyu?"
Wen Yanyu nodded.
With permission granted, Jiang Keyan happily introduced the other people to Wen Yanyu one by one.
Lu Mingxu and Sang Yu came to their senses and nodded to him.
Jiang Wanrou put down the palm-leaf fan in her hand and walked up to the boy. "I am Jiang Wanrou. You can just call me Aunt Jiang."
"You got wet on the way here, didn't you? Don't stand in the wind, or you'll catch a cold." Jiang Wanrou reached out and grabbed his arm. The touch under her palm made the woman subconsciously glance back at him.
Wen Yanyu was slightly taken aback, thanked her, and was obediently led to the innermost seat.
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