OFCC – Chapter 101

Mu Yanxi belatedly realized what she was doing. In a second, she moved her leg back, sitting up straighter than a first-grader.

She glanced at the bullet comments and decided that ignorance was bliss.

The sourpusses in the bullet comments would never be absent. Even though Yi Wulan had taken the initiative to speak about her feelings for Mu Yanxi, some people were still jumping up and down, insisting on refuting something. However, these comments were quickly shot down by Mu Yanxi’s black fans.

Mu Yanxi, the person in question, didn’t respond further. If these people thought it was fake, so be it. She knew Yi Wulan’s words were true, and that was enough.

The heat on her face had just started to fade, and Mu Yanxi was about to continue eating. But just as she dipped a piece of crab meat into the sauce, her gaze swept over the bullet comments, and she suddenly felt unhappy again.

In this livestream with Yi Wulan, Yi Wulan’s screen time wasn’t even half of hers. Yet despite such a low appearance rate, the bullet comments were starting to switch sides?

What was with all those people calling Yi Wulan “gong” and “Elder Sister, please keep me”?

The Second Miss Mu’s temper, which she had managed to restrain with great difficulty, was about to explode!

Those were her exclusive perks!

Mu Yanxi tried to endure it, but found she couldn’t. She looked up at the camera with a deadpan expression. “Can I mute a few more accounts? The kind that gets them directly banned from speaking in my stream.”

She was clearly speaking to the behind-the-scenes staff of the show.

Seeing that Mu Yanxi was finally about to exercise this special privilege again, the group of black fans in the bullet comments were all triumphant:

【Hurry up and ban all those who are making up stories about your marriage】

【This is pissing me off, hurry and block them so I don’t have to waste my breath arguing with them】

【If you’re sour about the Little Flower Vase’s marriage, can you please not come to this stream?】

Not long after Mu Yanxi’s inquiry, a staff member from inside the villa ran over. “Teacher Mu, our livestream doesn’t have a banning function, only muting. You see…”

Mu Yanxi let out an “ah,” then looked at Yi Wulan beside her. “How come the equipment from your Rongjia Group is so bad?”

Her voice was slow, the final particle rising slightly, as if she were pouting.

Yi Wulan let her be, glancing at the screen as if giving an order to the backstage staff. “Have them improve it next time.”

Mu Yanxi was pleased and didn’t make things difficult for the staff member. “I’ll just reluctantly mute a few then.”

Mu Yanxi rattled off a string of IDs until her mouth was dry. Fortunately, Yi Wulan thoughtfully brought a glass of juice to her lips. The cool juice slid down her throat, instantly soothing her inner fire.

She was placated, but the black fans in the bullet comments exploded.

Because the comments attacking Mu Yanxi and Yi Wulan for having a fake marriage were still scrolling by, while the ones Mu Yanxi had muted were all those who had been eagerly trying to curry favor with Yi Wulan.

【Damn it… Who told you to ban our allies?】

【You don’t ban the ones slandering your marriage, you only know how to ban us? What’s wrong with calling Yi Wulan Elder Sister?】

【I’m gonna say it, I’m gonna say it! Yi Wulan is my dear Elder Sister, I want Elder Sister to hold me, I want to sleep with Elder Sister】

【How many times has Daddy told you not to fall in love so easily? If you do, you might become a love-struck fool like this (soybean smile)】

Seeing this, Mu Yanxi spoke without thinking. “Don’t go claiming relatives randomly. Who do you think you are? If we’re really talking seniority, I should be your father.”

She glanced at Yi Wulan, who was still sitting beside her, and instantly swallowed the swear words that were about to escape her lips, taking a deep breath to restrain herself.

Then, she grumbled and nudged Yi Wulan with her elbow. “See that? So many people are rushing to call you Elder Sister.”

Her tone was sour, yet tinged with a hint of pride.

The warm light fell on Yi Wulan’s cotton loungewear. Her long fingers held chopsticks, methodically shelling the seafood. Hearing Mu Yanxi’s words, she lifted her gaze, her eyes full of tenderness. “But the only one who needs my care is you.”

Mu Yanxi’s heart skipped a beat.

Although Yi Wulan never said touching sweet nothings like others did, every word she spoke was her truest thought, and that was what made it so precious.

The bullet comments were clearly also struck by Yi Wulan’s words:

【So I really don’t have a chance, President Yi?】

【So calling her Elder Sister is useless, she only has eyes for the Little Flower Vase wuwuwu】

【I used to think the Little Flower Vase was super in love with President Yi, but now I think President Yi is too… Who’s green with envy? It’s me】

【Ah, I can’t take it anymore, my blood sugar is too high, Doctor! Doctor——】

For a long while, Mu Yanxi couldn’t snap out of her daze from Yi Wulan’s words.

She suddenly pulled Yi Wulan up and walked out of the dining room.

The cameraman turned to follow, but Mu Yanxi fiercely threatened him, “Are you going to follow me to the bathroom?”

The cameraman immediately stopped in his tracks.

The moment she turned the corner out of the dining room, Mu Yanxi was like an awakened little fox, eagerly throwing herself into Yi Wulan’s arms.

The reserved expression on her face finally crumbled. She joyfully peppered Yi Wulan’s lips with kisses. “Yi Wulan, Yi Wulan, say it again, quickly!”

Yi Wulan held Mu Yanxi tightly. “Say what again?”

Mu Yanxi’s foxy eyes were incredibly bright, as if glowing. “Just repeat everything you said just now!”

Even while holding Mu Yanxi, Yi Wulan didn’t press her hands, which smelled of the sea, against her. She only held her with her arms, unable to get a firm grip. She sighed helplessly, “Don’t move around.”

Mu Yanxi was relentless, her claws willfully poking Yi Wulan’s shoulder, urging her on. “Hurry up and say it.”

Hurry and say you didn’t see me as a younger sister back then. Hurry and say you fell deeply in love with me long ago. Hurry and say I’m the only one you’ll ever care about in this life!

The little peacock’s ego swelled immensely, and she pulled at Yi Wulan, insisting on hearing it again.

Yi Wulan glanced around and saw the staff members who hadn’t left at the other end of the living room. She reminded her, “But there are still outsiders here.”

Mu Yanxi followed Yi Wulan’s gaze and said dismissively, “Who asked you to shout it with a megaphone? Can’t you just whisper it for me to hear alone?”

Yi Wulan leaned close to Mu Yanxi’s ear. The warm breath tickled her ear, and Mu Yanxi felt her own heart pound rapidly.

She bit her lip and whined, “Hurry up.”

“I…”

But just as Yi Wulan uttered the first word, the cameraman’s face suddenly popped out from the dining room doorway, looking embarrassed. “President Yi, Miss Mu, I forgot to remind you again, this camera can pick up audio.”

Mu Yanxi: …

Mu Yanxi abruptly pushed Yi Wulan away, creating distance between them. In disbelief, she asked, “You can hear me from here?”

The cameraman looked a little sheepish. “It’s good quality, good quality.”

This time wasn’t as embarrassing as the incident in the bedroom. Mu Yanxi braced herself, stiffly took her phone out of her pocket, and opened the livestream.

Sure enough, the shippers inside were already eagerly spamming about living and dying:

【She just wants to hear President Yi say it again, right? We’ve all heard it once, what’s there to hide from people?】

【It’s okay, the eight hundred thousand of us can pretend we didn’t hear anything (doge)】

【Cameraman, aren’t you going to hurry up and point the camera at them? I can already imagine the Little Flower Vase’s face turning beet red】

【Is she going to throw herself into President Yi’s arms to pout and complain? Is there any pouting that my VIP subscription doesn’t let me see?】

【A great social death. I just love how you never learn your lesson】

【More, more, I have a terminally ill friend who said she has a last wish…】

Mu Yanxi: …

We’re all human, so why are you all so wicked?

Is it really okay to build your happiness on someone else’s suffering?

Mu Yanxi finally managed to pull herself back from the brink of social-death-induced collapse and cursed under her breath, “In your dreams.”

Then, she let go of Yi Wulan’s hand and stormed back into the dining room.

She had been bickering with this group for nearly three years and knew their every move. How could she give up so easily?

Mu Yanxi gestured for the cameraman to hoist the camera back up. Then, in front of the entire livestream audience, she sat down slowly and sighed, shaking her head.

The bullet comments in the livestream instantly slowed down: 【Sisters, I have a bad feeling about this】

【Ahhh… I also feel like she’s about to unleash a big move】

【LMAO President Yi is still right there, what are you all worried about? The only thing she’s got is the power to mute】

However, their confidence lasted less than two seconds before they heard Mu Yanxi ask meaningfully, “Why do you all spend so much time watching me every day?”

The bullet comments hadn’t caught on yet and chimed in:

【You’re not satisfied that we’re paying to watch you?】

【I just love watching you mess up, what’s it to you?】

“But don’t you all have partners to accompany?” Mu Yanxi asked slowly, even answering her own question. “Oh, I forgot. You’re all single.”

Bullet Comments: …

The bullet comments suddenly went silent.

It was as if everyone’s internet had collectively disconnected. Both black fans and casual viewers fell silent.

Mu Yanxi had argued with this bunch for three years. It had to be said, just as they knew her sore spots, she knew what they couldn’t stand the most.

Mutually assured destruction, no one backed down.

This group could watch her all day long, not even leaving the livestream while she ate. How could they possibly have partners?

The bullet comments remained silent for a few seconds. Perhaps finding the smile on Mu Yanxi’s face too arrogant, they finally came to their senses:

【Okay, I get it. I’m leaving the stream now (crying)】

【If you don’t know how to talk, you can shut your mouth. Don’t force me…】

【Where’s the Cyberspace Administration? I want to report her for cyberbullying me wuuu——】

【You’ve pierced my heart. Wait for the law to punish you】

【Let’s stop torturing each other, I’m begging you】

【You win】

At that moment, Mu Yanxi finally felt vindicated.

That night, due to her lingering trauma from the cameras, Mu Yanxi didn’t even want to enter the bedroom. She pulled Yi Wulan to sleep on the tatami mat in the media room instead.

The black fans had been hoping that the forgetful Mu Yanxi would have another social death moment for them to laugh at.

But they didn’t expect Mu Yanxi to be so vigilant. After the camera was shut outside the door, they ran to Mu Yanxi’s Weibo to leave comments:

【You’re going to sleep at eight? Are you an old person?】

Mu Yanxi: “Do you still not know why you stay up all night on your phone?”

【Why not record a little longer? Don’t you know we paid?】

Mu Yanxi: “Then have the production team pay Yi Wulan an appearance fee. The money they paid only gets you this much screen time.”

【No way, no way, someone can’t possibly be turning off the livestream and pretending they didn’t just have a social death moment, right?】

Mu Yanxi: “Someone can’t possibly be changing their ID and pretending they have a partner, right?”

【Do you dare to be this arrogant in front of President Yi? You’ll be crying later】

【It has been forty-seven minutes and thirty-one seconds since the livestream ended. Please tell me you two have already done it once】

Eventually, Mu Yanxi couldn’t be bothered to reply anymore. She logged out of Weibo and turned to find Yi Wulan watching her.

Their eyes met, and sparks of emotion crackled between them, free of charge.

Mu Yanxi tossed her phone aside, expertly rolled into Yi Wulan’s arms, and pulled her in for a kiss.

She hadn’t ended the livestream early just to argue with people on Weibo!

She was different from those single dogs who stared at her all day.

She had a partner, and she was proud of it.

The next day, Mu Yanxi announced on Weibo that she was withdrawing from the recording of Heart Fluttering Again.

Firstly, the ubiquitous cameras had not only left Mu Yanxi with trauma but also made the production team anxious, worried that Yi Wulan’s phone calls might be accidentally recorded.

Secondly, Rongjia had made new progress on its holographic technology collaboration, receiving partnership invitations from government departments regarding ticketing for subways and high-speed rails.

After weighing the pros and cons, Mu Yanxi and Yi Wulan decided to suspend their participation in the variety show.

Of course, there was also a secret, ulterior motive.

Yi Wulan, for some unknown reason, had repeatedly whispered the words Mu Yanxi wanted to hear from dinner in her ear, coaxing her until she was dizzy and shamelessly agreed to all of her requests.

The sound of bells in the media room rang all night, only stopping when the sky began to lighten at dawn.

Ironically, this CP of hers and Yi Wulan’s, who had pitifully little screen time together, had exploded in popularity after the previous day’s livestream. So many CPs in the entertainment industry tried everything to get popular to no avail, yet she and Yi Wulan had achieved it so easily.

Thus, Mu Yanxi and Yi Wulan became the first couple in the history of Heart Fluttering Again to withdraw because they were too loving to pass the censors’ review.

This was completely different from the fake couples of the past who had to leave in disgrace after being caught cheating.

After the official announcement, the netizens in the comments section were clearly even more reluctant to see them go:

【I’m crying, why did I have to wake up to this terrible news?】

【Could it be that the production team offended the boss’s wife (doge)】

【Actually, when the audio wasn’t turned off at the beginning yesterday afternoon, I really thought this production team was going to get arrested (smirk)】

【Forget it, forget it, with the Little Flower Vase’s flighty personality, she really isn’t suited for this kind of livestream (tearfully agrees)】

【My standards aren’t high, it’s fine if the two of them just livestream with a phone. President Yi can just sit on the side, I just love watching the Little Flower Vase chatter on】

【That kind of dynamic between President You and his wife next door just makes me think they’re going to break up, but on the Little Flower Vase and President Yi, it’s strangely harmonious】

【The eyes don’t lie, I’m shipping them to death】

After finishing the recording of the variety show Heart Fluttering Again, fans enthusiastically created a Super Topic for the two of them. Even without new material, the few short hours of the livestream had sent the rabid shippers into a frenzy for a long, long time, and the CP Super Topic once even hit number one.

However, Mu Yanxi didn’t pay much attention to the matters on Weibo. Rongjia Entertainment would handle all the public opinion for her anyway. She had more important things to do.

Because in three months, it would be her and Yi Wulan’s wedding.

A lot had happened during this time.

The Feicheng New Energy Vehicle Project, after half a year, finally launched its first model. Whether due to its novel design, its lower price compared to foreign new energy vehicles, or the desire to support domestic products, it was highly sought after by the public as soon as it hit the market.

The Shuilin Fang eco-park, which had been under construction for a year, was also finally completed. Without damaging the environment, amusement park facilities were installed, making it even more exquisite and better equipped with newer facilities than Yuncheng’s perennially packed theme park.

Before the official opening day, the promotional videos alone had many netizens eagerly waiting, and they began scrambling to buy advance experience tickets online.

The Youth Palace, jointly created by Rongjia Group and Xinyu Bank, also received unanimous praise from society. It was the new graduation season, and the two companies attracted countless high-quality graduates.

As for Rongjia’s holographic products, they were expanding their territory on all fronts. The 4D home holographic device had fully entered the sales phase, and the upgraded home security technology, which could detect even a mouse entering the house via the holographic butler, was being installed in every household.

Rongjia signed a contract with the government for the first batch of equipment to be used in subway and high-speed rail stations, making ticket offices more user-friendly and clearer. The seats would also be equipped with holographic devices; with the flip of a specific switch, one could clearly see the train’s route map and also purchase necessary food items. This technology would also be popularized in various cities.

Time trickled by, and the wedding of Mu Yanxi and Yi Wulan, which had been delayed for over a year, was finally presented before everyone’s eyes.

Before the day even arrived, the media had already blanketed the news with promotions for this yet-to-be-seen wedding of the century.

Since the wedding was on an island, the venue was private, but the setup was also less convenient than in a city. Fortunately, the Second Miss Mu’s hobby of collecting private jets came in handy.

The entire island of Shallow Islet Bay was decorated as the wedding venue. Air-freighted daisies bloomed in every corner and on every stretch of sand, while the otherwise monochromatic beach was adorned with flowers of all colors.

The wedding invited many distinguished guests. The island’s decorations were utterly extravagant and luxurious, especially on the main beach where the ceremony was held. Any random patch of decorations there would cost upwards of six figures.

The night before the wedding, Mu Yanxi, behind Mu Yanqing’s back and disregarding the custom that the couple shouldn’t meet the night before, secretly snuck into Yi Wulan’s room.

The moment she opened the door, Yi Wulan shot up in bed, turned on the light, and scolded her in a low voice, “Didn’t I say we couldn’t see each other?”

Mu Yanxi paid no mind to Yi Wulan’s cold expression. She bounded onto the bed in a few steps and asked with a grin, “President Yi, if you really didn’t want to see me, why didn’t you lock the door?”

Yi Wulan, as if her thoughts had been exposed, turned her head slightly, refusing to answer.

Mu Yanxi’s lips curved. She pinched Yi Wulan’s chin, turning her face back, and asked flirtatiously, “What should we do, Yi Wulan? Looks like you won’t be able to sleep alone tonight, huh?”

Yi Wulan grabbed her wrist and tugged it a couple of times.

Mu Yanxi didn’t let go. The provocation in her eyes deepened, and the fingertips of her other hand slid down, boldly slipping into Yi Wulan’s collar.

“Then don’t go back.”

A gasp followed, and the strength Mu Yanxi had painstakingly gathered instantly dissipated.

The lights in the room were turned off again, concealing a room full of spring splendor.

Early the next morning, a limp Mu Yanxi was caught red-handed by Mu Yanqing. She was forced out of bed and dragged to the dressing room, where she sat lazily before the mirror.

Her drooping, foxy eyes were still misty with sleepiness.

In comparison, Yi Wulan beside her was clearly more energetic, even able to reconfirm and communicate the wedding procedures with the people around her.

After being fussed over for who knows how long, Mu Yanxi felt a slap on her back. “You were a thief last night, and you dare to be sleepy this morning?”

Mu Yanxi barely lifted her eyes and complained to Mu Yanqing, “You dragged me up at six. How could I have any energy?”

She was someone who had trouble waking up, especially after an intimate night with Yi Wulan, as she needed time for her powers to repair her body.

Six o’clock was clearly asking too much.

Mu Yanqing sneered, “It’s fine. It’s not like I’ll have to raise you, my little debt collector, anymore.”

Mu Yanxi froze, instantly awake.

She immediately grabbed Mu Yanqing’s arm and asked pitifully, “Elder Sister, you don’t mean you won’t support me after the wedding, do you?”

Mu Yanqing’s face was filled with astonishment, as if to say, The wedding is already happening, and you still plan to cling to me?

Mu Yanxi paused, then dodged the makeup artist’s hand and stood up, willfully waving her hand. “Then, I’m not getting married.”

Mu Yanqing: …

Mu Yanqing looked at Mu Yanxi as if she were an alien, feeling that in just a few days, the little debt collector’s skin had thickened to a new level. “We’ve invited so many people to the wedding. You can just call it off because you say so?”

“I’m not.” Mu Yanxi threw a tantrum. “Anyway, if anyone asks, I’ll just say you wouldn’t let me.”

Wow, you’re so impressive.

How on earth did that clever little brain of yours come up with such a blackmail method of diverting blame?

Mu Yanqing was about to laugh out of anger at Mu Yanxi’s audacity.

The little debt collector’s methods for getting pocket money were becoming more and more impressive.

Mu Yanqing couldn’t be bothered to argue with her. She pushed her back into the chair. “My little ancestor, I’ll give it to you, alright? Anyone who didn’t know would really think Yi Wulan can’t support you.”

Mu Yanxi didn’t care.

If she could get two allowances from Yi Wulan and Mu Yanqing, she would absolutely not settle for just one.

She would resolutely defend her rights.

Besides, wasn’t she just motivating her sister to work hard and earn money?

Don’t think she didn’t know that Mu Yanqing also often slept until noon. Couldn’t she expand Xinyu’s territory a bit more?

If Rongjia’s development ever hit a snag, she planned to steal Mu Yanqing’s money to support Yi Wulan.

Mu Yanxi ultimately selected over twenty designs from several thousand drafts, and from those twenty-something main wedding dresses, she chose the matching one she and Yi Wulan were wearing.

After their makeup was done, she pulled Yi Wulan to the mirror and admired them for a long time, lost in their stunning beauty. From every angle, they looked like a match made in heaven.

At ten in the morning, the wedding officially began.

Seagulls spread their wings and flew over the vast beach, their beautiful feathers shimmering in the sunlight. The salty sea breeze blew through the thin veils, lifting a sea of flowers.

As the music at the wedding venue changed, two opposing doors of colored glass opened. Mu Yanxi and Yi Wulan, across the sea of people, saw each other in a single glance.

Through their thin veils, their gazes met ethereally.

The two of them walked along the red carpet, slowly converging, and walked together towards the main altar where Mu Yanqing stood.

Their white wedding dresses intertwined, dancing gently in the sea breeze, the hems of their skirts brushing over flower petals as if weaving together their past.

The opening ceremony, their first meeting, where the older sister extended a helping hand.

The height of summer, when the two, who had come to know and love each other, tasted the forbidden fruit, their life paths becoming completely entangled.

After rebirth, they met again and walked forward hand in hand.

The regrets and hardships of the past, once lost, had turned into thorns that nearly shattered the bond between them.

But some feelings could not be completely erased, not even by a powerful world consciousness. Whether it was Mu Yanxi’s awakening before her death in her past life, or the complete defeat of the System in this one.

Mu Yanxi and Yi Wulan had hurried through the passage of countless years. Their pursuit across two lifetimes finally allowed it to see the light of day again.

They would eventually overcome all hardships and fall in love again.

In the witness and blessing of all, they held each other tightly, never to be separated again.