OFCC – Chapter 98

When Mu Yanxi looked at the bullet comments on her phone, that group of damn black fans was emboldened. Relying on the fact that Mu Yanxi had to maintain her image with Yi Wulan present, they grew even more audacious and started tattling to Yi Wulan.

After repeating what Mu Yanxi had just said several times, they even asked in a coordinated fashion:

【Those were your exact words, right?】

Mu Yanxi: “I…”

【I have a screen recording as proof.】

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi didn’t dare to look at Yi Wulan’s expression anymore. Fortunately, she still remembered what she had actually said. She faced the camera and asked expressionlessly, “What about the next few sentences?”

What about the part where she praised Yi Wulan and showed off their love?

Bullet comments: 【Did you say anything after that?】

【How come I didn’t hear it?】

【Huh? What? I didn’t hear anything.】

Mu Yanxi grew anxious. “I did say it!”

The black fans didn’t even have time to eat melon seeds, typing with both hands:

【Well, I didn’t hear it. Ask someone else if you don’t believe me.】

【I didn’t hear it either. I only heard you complaining about President Yi.】

【Didn’t hear +1. All I know is that you’re going to dump President Yi if she doesn’t work.】

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi’s face turned green. She took a deep breath, her expression unchanging, and mouthed silently at the camera: “Admin!”

That group in the bullet comments had already been muted several times. This time, in front of Yi Wulan, they were determined to go out with a bang, even if it meant getting banned, and expose Mu Yanxi’s true colors:

【I report Mu Yanxi for summoning the admin!】

【Ooh, she’s flying into a rage out of humiliation.】

【Can’t win the argument, so you resort to muting?】

【Didn’t you say it yourself? I didn’t add a single word.】

【If you’re so innocent, why are you muting people? Come on, come on, mute me!】

Mu Yanxi was so angry her hands were trembling. She lunged over and snatched the phone from Yi Wulan’s hand. “You, you’re not allowed to listen to their nonsense!”

Actually, these netizens had guessed one thing wrong. Although she liked to put on an act in front of Yi Wulan, in their daily interactions, she had long since lost any semblance of an image with her.

Why would she care about this?

She immediately turned into an announcer. “‘Happy Little Goofball,’ one minute. ‘King of Sleep,’ one minute. ‘Flowers and Fortune,’ your name is too tacky, it’s polluting my eyes, three minutes…”

Just now in the bedroom, the backstage staff had been trembling at Mu Yanxi’s actions, afraid of truly offending these netizens. But now, Yi Wulan was also on camera and didn’t stop her.

The staff didn’t want to think about the consequences. Anyway, if the show lost money, it would be because of Yi Wulan’s own indulgence.

The black fans were numerous. Mu Yanxi announced usernames until her mouth was dry, but she still couldn’t clear the screen. They were frantically posting bullet comments while she was frantically announcing IDs. The scene was, for a time, quite spectacular.

Yi Wulan stood to the side, holding the camera for Mu Yanxi without a word. When she was silent, no one except Mu Yanxi could discern her true emotions.

One could only feel an unapproachable aloofness from her.

A few minutes later, perhaps because Mu Yanxi was truly tired of talking, she dropped a bombshell: “Admin, turn off the bullet comments for two minutes. Let me have some peace and quiet.”

The black fans, who had discovered that Mu Yanxi’s muting speed couldn’t keep up with their sheer numbers: ?

Holy crap… this livestream room actually has this function?

You’re just trying to scare us, right?

However, a few seconds later, the bullet comment function was indeed disabled.

The black fans: …

Mu Yanxi was finally triumphant, looking incredibly smug in front of the camera.

They were clearly her fans, but now they were all selling her out, wanting to see her make a fool of herself.

She came on this variety show to show off their love, not for people to watch her fail.

How hateful.

Without the noisy bullet comments, Mu Yanxi finally looked at Yi Wulan, who hadn’t spoken a word. Seeing Yi Wulan’s placid expression, she took advantage of her recent arrogance to skillfully turn the tables, saying plaintively:

“Did you believe what they said just now? You don’t even trust me on this. How could you?”

Yi Wulan took her hand, squeezed it gently, and led her forward. “I didn’t believe them. I just didn’t want to interrupt your fun interacting with them.”

Mu Yanxi pursed her lips, feeling that the raised temperature in the walk-in closet was becoming a bit unbearable. “…Then you don’t think I’m being dramatic, do you?”

Although her tone was questioning, her eyes held an expectant ‘hurry up and praise me’ look that was hard to refuse.

Mu Yanxi knew her personality was indeed a tiny bit willful. It was one thing for others to misunderstand her, but Yi Wulan was not allowed to. Yi Wulan was not allowed to think she was being dramatic!

Everything she did was for the show’s effect, not for her own selfish reasons.

Yi Wulan had watched her little ancestor act high and mighty all morning. Perhaps because she saw Mu Yanxi through a filter, she didn’t think there was anything wrong with her personality. On the contrary, she found the way she bickered with her black fans rather cute.

When Yi Wulan’s answer didn’t come, Mu Yanxi immediately became fierce again. “Anyway, you can’t think I’m being dramatic! And you can’t believe their nonsense!”

“You’re not being dramatic.” A hint of a smile touched Yi Wulan’s eyes. She let go of Mu Yanxi’s hand and ruffled her hair a couple of times. “You’re perfect just the way you are.”

Mu Yanxi froze. The warmth she had been trying so hard to control finally broke through, a blush spreading across her face. “R-Really?”

Yi Wulan nodded, her expression not seeming feigned.

Mu Yanxi’s fierce and arrogant demeanor instantly dissipated. She glanced around the garage, a little unnaturally.

Who allowed Yi Wulan to say such sweet nothings so suddenly? The production team didn’t even pay Yi Wulan an appearance fee, so why was she giving out this fan service.

In the time it took for this exchange, the two-minute mute on the bullet comments was over. If they hadn’t remembered Mu Yanxi’s arrogant attitude towards them just moments ago, they would have doubted whether this blushing, clingy drama queen was the same person.

【You’re the double-standard dog I’m talking about.】

【I get it now. All the good moods are reserved for President Yi. We noble VIP users aren’t worthy, is that it?】

【Damn it, I paid money just to get muted. And after being muted, I’m still here eagerly watching her. I’m starting to despise myself.】

【Sisters upstairs, let’s all cry together. I’m so obsessed with her double-standard love.】

【I’m shipping it, I’m shipping it.】

Mu Yanxi didn’t realize the mute time was over, or rather, she couldn’t be bothered to see what the bullet comments were saying. As long as she didn’t look, Yi Wulan wouldn’t see either. No matter how cheeky or outrageous the comments were, they couldn’t affect her.

It was a livestream, after all, so it wasn’t good to say nothing at all. Mu Yanxi racked her brains and, reverting to her shrewd business nature, started to advertise.

She gave a dry cough and started a new topic. “By the way, when will our home holographic devices be on the market? When I was streaming just now, it seemed like they really liked them.”

Yi Wulan thought for a moment before replying, “The upgraded functions for the holographic butler will be completed next month. The home holographic cinema should be ready around summer vacation, and the holographic modeling technology for photos will likely be finished this year as well.”

Mu Yanxi said in surprise, “That fast?”

Mu Yanxi wasn’t familiar with this type of product. In her eyes, what had already been developed was high-tech enough. She hadn’t expected the subsequent product development to be even faster.

Yi Wulan replied, “Yes.”

With the launch of Rongjia Group’s holographic products, many domestic companies were eager to enter this sector and get a piece of the pie, but they were hindered by their inability to grasp the holographic technology.

As people’s acceptance of holographic products grew, they were bound to become indispensable items in every household in the future.

Rongjia already had a head start, and with Xinyu’s substantial financial backing, it naturally had to seize the opportunity to capture more of the market. If they became complacent and just got by, Rongjia’s advantage would likely disappear quickly.

“That’s good.” Mu Yanxi pulled her jacket tighter. Too lazy to walk, she leaned languidly against a display case filled with a set of sapphire jewelry and teased, “When the new products come out, don’t you forget about me, your spokesperson.”

Yi Wulan nodded.

“Not bad, not bad at all.” Mu Yanxi toyed with a strand of Yi Wulan’s long hair, smiling. “You’ll be in charge of developing the holographic market, and I’ll provide the financing for you to make a fortune. We’re a perfect match.”

Yi Wulan let Mu Yanxi fidget, even taking half a step closer and placing a hand on her waist to keep her from slipping off her perch. Her expression remained unchanged. “Didn’t you want me to support you?”

“Hey!” Mu Yanxi didn’t mind being called out on her past words. In a spot the camera couldn’t see, she hooked Yi Wulan’s calf with the toe of her slipper and said magnanimously:

“It’s so tacky to talk about money all the time. Besides, I have enough with Xinyu’s money. Why would I need to trouble President Yi?”

Yi Wulan’s gaze lingered on Mu Yanxi’s face for two seconds before she stepped back slightly, dodging Mu Yanxi’s mischievous foot. “Don’t mess around.”

Mu Yanxi grinned and moved closer. “Of course, if President Yi is willing, I’d still love to spend your money. After all… only I can spend it.”

Yi Wulan glanced at her and didn’t refuse.

It was a silent agreement.

Mu Yanxi’s mood instantly improved. Not two seconds later, she cheekily pressed on, “Actually, I think my performance at the financial summit last time was pretty good. Should I start a proper company too, be a domineering president or something?”

Mu Yanxi wanted to do everything. She wanted to be an actress, invest in emerging projects everywhere, and now she had a sudden whim to start her own company.

“Your personality isn’t suited for running a company.” Yi Wulan stroked Mu Yanxi’s ear and sighed. “Just go have your fun.”

On second thought, Mu Yanxi felt that was right. Investing in projects under Xinyu’s name was very different from running her own company. The former only required injecting capital and participating in major decisions, while the latter involved managing all sorts of trivial matters.

Just looking at Yi Wulan, she knew how busy running a company was.

Therefore, Mu Yanxi wasn’t offended by the comment. In fact, she strongly agreed with what Yi Wulan said and no longer thought about starting a company.

With the topic changed, Mu Yanxi almost forgot she was still livestreaming. Sure enough, when she opened her phone, the bullet comments were all scrolling with:

【I have no other dreams for my next life, I just want to be able to start a company whenever I feel like it.】

【What is this, a domineering president and her little drama queen? One is responsible for making money, and the other is responsible for having fun.】

【She loves her so much, I’m so happy. The three of us will have a beautiful future.】

Fortunately, the call for their food delivery came at that moment. Mu Yanxi hurriedly pulled Yi Wulan towards the door. “Let’s go, let’s go, time for lunch.”

Yi Wulan let herself be pulled away.

Such comments not only caused a heated discussion in the bullet comments but also landed on the entertainment trending list due to the high level of discussion.

Whether it was the showroom-like walk-in closet or Mu Yanxi casually talking about starting a company, it was enough to give people a sense of her financial power, completely stealing all the thunder from the Oily Boss next door.

The Oily Boss next door and his delicate young wife were following the exact same route as Yi Wulan and Mu Yanxi: a domineering president paired with a celebrity. However, because Mu Yanxi’s own family background was so outstanding, she completely overshadowed the Oily Boss.

However, the trending topic didn’t stay on the list for long before it was taken down by Rongjia Entertainment’s public relations department.

It was unclear when it started, but Rongjia Entertainment had taken over Mu Yanxi’s public relations work in the entertainment industry. Previously, Rongjia Entertainment had only secretly operated to remove trending topics when Mu Yanxi was being heavily slandered, so much so that even Mu Yanxi’s original management team couldn’t tell someone was helping.

After Yi Wulan’s surgery and hospitalization, when Mu Yanxi took over Rongjia, Rongjia Entertainment let itself go completely, openly and diligently serving Mu Yanxi.

Rongjia managed so many artists; adding one more, Mu Yanxi, was no trouble at all. Helping Mu Yanxi was a way to curry favor with Yi Wulan, so why not?

Therefore, out of consideration for Mu Yanxi, Rongjia Entertainment quickly had the trending topic removed this time. This kind of wealth-flaunting topic was fine for minor squabbles, and the black fans in the livestream didn’t mind, but that didn’t mean everyone on Weibo felt the same. Too many trending topics on the same theme in one day could provoke resentment of the rich.

After placing the camera on the table, Mu Yanxi started eating lunch, not caring whether she was in the shot or not.

She felt a bit drowsy after eating. It wasn’t that she was being lazy because she didn’t know what to do in the afternoon, but because they had stayed up too late last night. After her meal, Mu Yanxi listlessly slumped over the dining table, on the verge of sleep.

Seeing her delicate appearance, as if her fingers had never touched spring water, the bullet comments started to criticize her: 【You’ve finished eating, why aren’t you clearing the table? Do you know how diligent the wife next door is?】

Mu Yanxi glanced at the bullet comments and immediately shook her head as if it were the most natural thing in the world. “No, I’m lazy.”

The bullet comments lectured again: 【The one next door has to wash dishes. You just need to clear away the packaging. Is that going to kill you?】

Mu Yanxi’s reply was the same: “No, I’m lazy.”

Bullet comments: …

The bullet comments finally couldn’t resist being sarcastic: 【Forget it, don’t bother persuading her. Can’t you see she’s deliberately acting weak, waiting for President Yi to dote on her?】

【She finally has a chance to act spoiled. How could the little vase possibly let it go?】

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi finally couldn’t rest her head any longer. She slammed the table and said angrily, “Don’t make it sound like my head is full of schemes and I only think about romance. I’m just tired and sleepy, hey, I want to take a nap.”

The bullet comments were very perfunctory: 【Okay, okay, you’re just tired and sleepy, not at all trying to get President Yi to show you concern.】

This attitude from the bullet comments made Mu Yanxi even angrier. She propped her phone on the dining table, rolled up her sleeves, and said coldly, “Tell me, what else do you want me to do besides clearing the table? If I complain even once, I’ll send each of you a red envelope.”

The bullet comments looked conflicted.

Suddenly, for the sake of the red envelopes, they wanted to let Mu Yanxi rest.

Yi Wulan had just gone to discuss something with the production staff. When she returned and saw Mu Yanxi looking like she was about to pick a fight, she frowned slightly. “What’s wrong?”

Mu Yanxi instantly dropped her ferocious look, pointed at the bullet comments on her phone, and said aggrievedly, “They want me to do chores, and they said they want to work me to death.”

The faces of the foodies in the bullet comments turned green.

Yi Wulan could tell Mu Yanxi was acting up, but she still frowned deeply. She placed a hand on Mu Yanxi’s shoulder, pushed the standing girl back down, and started clearing the food from the table herself. “Yes, you don’t have to do it.”

Yi Wulan knew about Mu Yanxi’s habit of taking afternoon naps. They had stayed up too late last night, and she had just gone to discuss pausing the broadcast for the afternoon with the production team.

As if finally vindicated, Mu Yanxi shot a smug eyebrow raise at the bullet comments and obediently rested her head on the table, watching Yi Wulan clean up. Her eyes never left Yi Wulan for a second.

The bullet comments were also going crazy:

【Seeing the Oily Boss next door acting like a hands-off manager, President Yi has really touched my heart.】

【I must have been Lei Feng in my past life to be able to ship Mu Yanxi’s love in this one (puppy hugging a thigh).】

【Those fake couples in domestic entertainment can’t satisfy me anymore. Real married couples are just too good.】

【President Yi is so good at this. She can make money and is so gentle, and she grants the little vase’s every wish. If I were the little vase, I’d be completely wrapped around this woman’s finger too.】

【Who understands me? I just watched someone clear a table for ten minutes without blinking.】

Perhaps because of the contrast with the other couples’ attitudes towards housework, Yi Wulan’s proactive chore-doing sent the bullet comments into a frenzy.

Coupled with Yi Wulan’s cold, unapproachable face that seemed hard to get along with, yet her attitude of always compromising for Mu Yanxi, it completely shattered the public’s stereotype of a domineering president. Or rather, it successfully rescued the public from the misconceptions created by the Oily Boss.

Not until Yi Wulan finished clearing the table and turned to wash her hands did Mu Yanxi finally shift her gaze back to the bullet comments, where she saw one that said:

【Hey, are you all watching on stream one? Am I the only one who noticed the little vase secretly blew four kisses to President Yi while she was clearing the table?】

Mu Yanxi: ?

How did you guys know?

A bad premonition welled up in her heart, completely chasing away her sleepiness.

Mu Yanxi subconsciously looked up and saw a high-definition camera with a faint signal light flashing in a distant display cabinet.

It was aimed right at her, and she hadn’t even noticed it during the entire meal.

Mu Yanxi took a deep breath before looking at her phone again.

As expected, the bullet comments had gone wild:

【Finally noticed there’s another camera? Didn’t you know each guest couple has several streams? Didn’t you do your homework before coming?】

【I’ve screenshotted every single kiss you blew at President Yi just now. I happened to need a new profile picture.】

【Do you really love her that much? You love her that much?】

Mu Yanxi expressionlessly closed the livestream app and slapped her phone face down on the table with a ‘thud’.

As long as she didn’t look, she could pretend she had never seen those comments.

Just as she put down her phone, Yi Wulan happened to walk over, drying her hands. “I’ve spoken with the production team. We’re pausing the livestream this afternoon. Want to go take a nap?”

Mu Yanxi answered, “Will you join me?”

“Yes.”

It was supposed to be a heartwarming moment, but in the eyes of the rabid shippers in the bullet comments, it immediately took on a colorful new meaning:

【Even though it’s daytime, I don’t mind fast-forwarding to the late-night show.】

【Will this really not get banned by the censors? I still want to say: gkdgkd!】

【Family, those who know, know. The adults’ fun is about to begin.】

【Are you going to discuss holographic products, boss’s wife? Which product are you planning to discuss this afternoon? Bring us VIP users along for the discussion (doge face).】

Mu Yanxi: …

Discuss holographic products?

Discuss my ass.

Mu Yanxi couldn’t be bothered to explain. She directly clicked on the bullet comments, checked their IDs, and with a cool and aloof air, had the admin generously gift them a mute package.

All the way from the dining room to the bedroom, Mu Yanxi kept her head down. After closing the bedroom door, Yi Wulan squeezed her hand. “Still looking at the bullet comments?”

Mu Yanxi put her phone away, wrapped her arms around Yi Wulan’s neck, and smoothly began her bedtime sweet talk: “How could the bullet comments be as good-looking as you?”

Yi Wulan looked at her helplessly and reminded her, “There are cameras in the bedroom too, but they’ll turn them off after you fall asleep.”

Mu Yanxi didn’t pull her hands back, retorting stubbornly, “They’ll turn them off on their own.”

She refused to believe the production team would actually dare to broadcast R-rated scenes to the audience.

She even leaned on Yi Wulan’s shoulder, looked arrogantly at the camera with its flashing signal light in the distance, and said calmly, yet threateningly, “You can turn off the camera now. You should understand what I mean, right?”

The staff member in charge of the camera: …Yes, boss’s wife.

On the bullet comments that Mu Yanxi didn’t notice, the audience, about to lose their viewing rights, spammed a whole row of question marks:

【???】

【Isn’t it bad to sleep right after eating? The couple next door starts their nap at one.】

【You’re a legally protected married couple. Can’t you do something legal too?】

【What kind of digestive exercise can’t you show us?】

The staff was very fast. All the cameras in Mansion No. 3 were shut off tightly in that instant.

But even though the cameras were off, they were still there, giving Mu Yanxi a shameful feeling of being watched.

The person who had been shamelessly flirting with Yi Wulan just moments ago was now lying in bed half a meter away from her, extremely restrained and demure, hugging the quilt on her side, not even glancing in Yi Wulan’s direction.

It actually made Yi Wulan feel a bit unaccustomed.

Yi Wulan turned on her side to look at Mu Yanxi and, for once, proactively scooted closer to her, as if giving a hint.

You see, they usually slept almost entirely on Yi Wulan’s side of the bed. Mu Yanxi had even joked that the bed might one day become uneven from being slept on like that.

Mu Yanxi remained unmoved, continuing to try to fall asleep on her own.

But somehow, with each restless toss and turn, Mu Yanxi inadvertently and perfectly rolled right into Yi Wulan’s arms.

Even though the blackout curtains made the room dim, Mu Yanxi could still nestle precisely into the crook of Yi Wulan’s neck.

Mu Yanxi: …

Yi Wulan adjusted her position to make Mu Yanxi more comfortable. She didn’t tease Mu Yanxi for her wavering resolve, but simply reached out and gently stroked her long hair. “Go to sleep.”

Mu Yanxi pushed her luck, lifting her head to nuzzle against Yi Wulan’s lips, humming a couple of urging sounds.

In the quiet bed, a soft chuckle sounded, brushing past Mu Yanxi’s ear and instantly turning her skin red.

Mu Yanxi felt a little awkward and wanted to rub her ear, but before she could hide her head, a warm kiss covered her lips.