Chapter 108: I Laugh at Ye Shiyu’s Foolishness, Spencer’s Lack of Wit

Chapter 108: I Laugh at Ye Shiyu’s Foolishness, Spencer’s Lack of Wit

“Alright, Miss Bai, take a look.”

In the makeup room, a masked sister was tidying up the makeup tools, while another pushed a makeup mirror in front of Bai Yi.

As she touched the screen, a gentle light illuminated Bai Yi’s flawless face.

Her slightly messy bangs were neatly arranged again, and her butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered, framing her starry eyes.

After giving it a once-over, she smiled faintly and said, “All good, thank you.”

“Great! We’ll head outside to help. Just call us if you need anything, Miss Bai.”

“Mm.”

The two sisters turned to leave the makeup room. Bai Yi glanced at her phone; still no messages from the director.

“Is filming not starting yet?”

Seeing the director hadn’t sent any news about the MV, Bai Yi stood up, planning to find Yan Huan.

Leaving the makeup room and entering the corridor where preparations were being made, she suddenly heard a male voice from the nearby room.

“Are you saying that the male lead for today’s MV is Ye International Ye Lan’s adopted son?”

Bai Yi froze slightly, turning to look in that direction.

There was a separate room partitioned by transparent glass, and outside hung a “Smoking Room” sign.

Two men in black suits, sporting Golden Lion Group badges, were inside enjoying their cigarettes while chatting.

The other man chuckled at his companion’s words, “Not just adopted son; he’s probably a child husband.”

“Child husband?”

Not just his companion, but Bai Yi, who wasn’t curious by nature and meant to leave, also stopped in her tracks upon hearing this.

She turned to look towards the room, where the two men had their backs to the corridor, oblivious to anyone eavesdropping.

The man who had just made the outrageous statement shrugged and continued, “Originally, Ye Lan didn’t plan to come watch Director Zhang shoot the MV. It was her daughter who noticed that boy. That’s one thing, but you should have seen how that girl was staring at him from the edge of the set. I ask you, which sister looks at her younger brother like she wants to devour him?”

Bai Yi’s pupils slightly constricted, evidently recalling how Ye Shiyu had looked at Yan Huan and herself earlier.

That gaze…

Another man took a puff of his cigarette and sighed, “That makes some sense. But I used to think that boy was Bai Yi’s boyfriend; they do seem pretty well matched.”

“Matched? Can that be eaten? The daughter of Ye International has set her sights on him, while Bai Yi’s just a little star—how can she compete?”

The man scoffed, shaking his head dismissively. “Bai Yi is still young and doesn’t know the dangers of society. Otherwise, if those people waved their hands, it might be tough for her to keep her job as an artist.”

“True.”

Outside the smoking room, leaning against the wall, Bai Yi pressed her lips together.

Listening to their conversation, the earlier feeling of inferiority and desire to hide resurfaced.

But now, she was all alone—where was there to hide?

Thus, Bai Yi had to face reality.

When it came down to it, she did have feelings for Yan Huan.

When her mother constantly denied her and she felt lost, on the verge of breaking down, it was Yan Huan who had encouraged her.

She had never had the courage to resist reality, only to escape, and it had been Yan Huan who had taken that step for her.

Without Yan Huan, her songs wouldn’t have gained love from others like they did today.

Let alone being signed by Golden Lion Group, releasing songs, and shooting an MV.

He had helped her selflessly and changed her life.

So, it was normal for her to have feelings for Yan Huan.

But the current question was, what about Yan Huan’s feelings for her?

Perhaps it was just the normal admiration a fan has for an idol.

Usually, Bai Yi wouldn’t think much of it; it was simply about being a bit more proactive to change his mind.

As the saying goes, there’s a thin veil between a girl chasing a boy.

Even starting as friends should create an opportunity.

But—

Lost in thought, Bai Yi’s mind once again conjured Ye Shiyu’s expressionless face.

Clearly devoid of expression, those eyes were like a bottomless abyss, sending chills down her spine.

Not only was she terrifying, but her family background was also formidable beyond belief.

If such a person liked Yan Huan, what hope did she have?

Feeling the pressure from the other side, Bai Yi once more entertained the thought of escape.

In the corridor, Bai Yi lowered her head, no longer listening to the two men in the smoking room and simply walked forward.

Her face had turned slightly pale, though a smile still graced her lips.

As she walked, she thought to herself, “Anyway, Yan Huan doesn’t feel that way about me. Maintaining the normal idol-fan relationship is enough; why force anything?”

“Besides, someone as capable as Ye Shiyu… I shouldn’t even compete with her. I’m broke and can’t possibly compete with Ye International, so it’s best to seek peace.”

Yet her smile appeared a bit strained.

Lost in thought, Bai Yi suddenly recalled that day at the comic convention.

Back then, she stood on stage, flustered as the song’s accompaniment suddenly played.

It was a song she had poured her heart and soul into, but because it didn’t adhere to rehearsals or her mother’s wishes, she nearly fled the stage.

At that moment, it was Yan Huan’s simple words, “I’ll take responsibility,” that calmed her panicked heart.

As she lingered on this emotion, Bai Yi’s steps halted.

“….”

She lowered her head, gritting her teeth.

“Bang!”

The next second, she lightly punched the wall next to her.

Clenching her jaw, she muttered angrily, “Just because you’re wealthy makes you outstanding? You think you can casually take away someone else’s beloved? What a joke!”

Though she had only encountered Ye Shiyu once, the impression she left on Bai Yi was absolutely dreadful.

That doll-like icy demeanor seemed to scream one simple message:

“Not a human at all!”

How could such a disgusting person, simply because of wealth and background, gain the consensus of those sycophants that Yan Huan and she were a pair?

With that thought, Bai Yi became even more indignant.

But reality was reality; even if she understood that Ye Shiyu might be someone who would develop feelings for her younger brother, there was nothing she could do.

She didn’t have the impressive family background. Uncle Jiang hoped to leverage Ye Lan’s connections in Linyi Gate, while her mother Zuo Jiangqin—

Oh, now because of Bai Yi singing, Zuo Jiangqin was even in a cold war with her.

Just like those two employees had said, in terms of outward appearance, Bai Yi had no chance whatsoever.

However, in that moment of despair, Bai Yi suddenly remembered something.

A spark of realization flickered, and the next second, with a wave of her heart, a exquisitely crafted pocket watch appeared in her palm.

“….”

She stared blankly at the pocket watch in her hand, uncertain of her thoughts.

Suddenly, the originally still minute hand began to tremble slightly.

Only then did Bai Yi seem to snap back to reality and muttered, “That’s right, I’m different from them. I have super abilities.”

“Beep beep… click clack.”

With that thought, the previously still minute hand began to spin again.

But this ability only seemed to lower her presence.

It felt like it did nothing to help her win against Ye Shiyu or to make Yan Huan like her.

Did Yan Huan like Ye Shiyu?

If he did like her, could she make him change his mind?

If he didn’t like her, could she rescue him from Ye Shiyu’s clutches?

As those thoughts swirled in her head, Bai Yi looked down at the pocket watch, finally stopping her steps.

While pondering how to utilize the pocket watch’s ability, she headed towards the director’s studio.

Soon, Bai Yi returned near the studio, and upon arriving at the entrance, frustrated from her lack of ideas, she put the pocket watch away.

After composing her expression into a slight smile, she approached the studio.

“Yan Huan, I’m back!”

Inside the studio, there was no sign of Yan Huan; only the director stood upright, staring in a certain direction like a sentry.

“Director, have you seen where Yan Huan went?”

Since the director was also her superior and not someone she was familiar with, Bai Yi hesitated to approach as she asked.

After a moment, the upright director suddenly spoke, “A girl named ‘Ye Shiyu’ is looking for Yan Huan. Tell him to come over.”

“Ye Shiyu?”

Bai Yi’s pupils constricted at the mention.

Then, her brows knitted together again.

She had only left for a moment, and now, Ye Shiyu was being so aggressive?

“Director, where is Ye Shiyu?”

“Over there.”

The director pointed in a direction, and Bai Yi stepped out of the studio, glancing over at the commotion in the crowd.

Just as she was about to turn back to thank the director, her peripheral vision caught sight of a long-haired figure slipping into a secluded corridor.

Was that Ye Shiyu?

Huh?

Bai Yi opened her mouth, looking at the director, who was still “standing guard,” filled with doubts.

Yet upon careful consideration, there was another possibility.

That being Ye Shiyu had already met Yan Huan, meaning they had likely gone together into that direction.

Wait a minute…

A lone man and woman heading into such a secluded corner—what were they going to do?!

Bai Yi’s eyes widened in alarm, quickly pulling out the pocket watch. After thanking the director, she rushed after them.

“Haha, please don’t! You two are siblings; don’t tell me you’re going to do something like that?”

As she ran down the corridor, Bai Yi’s mind raced with grim scenarios:

In the dark and desolate corridor, Ye Shiyu forcibly grabbed Yan Huan, throwing him against the wall and reaching to unbutton his clothes.

Yan Huan was startled, quickly stopping her, “Shiyu, are you crazy? This is outside! And we’re siblings; you can’t—”

But the next second, Ye Shiyu glared at him coldly, saying, “What? Are you going to defy Ye International?”

“….”

Mentioning that, Yan Huan’s face drained of color, seemingly intimidated by the formidable family, silencing him.

The frustration and resignation of being at another’s mercy was palpable.

Observing his daring yet helpless expression, Ye Shiyu leaned closer to his ear, whispering, “Little Huan, as punishment for filming that MV with Bai Yi without my consent, I’ll teach you a lesson while shouting ‘Ye International Impact’!”

“….”

The frightening picture in Bai Yi’s mind began to fade, causing her face to turn pale with fear.

Oh no!

Holding onto the thought of rescuing “Soldier Yan Huan,” Bai Yi dashed lightly down the corridor, quickly entering that secluded space.

“Zing.”

The surrounding lights flickered, transforming the area into a youth’s abyss, a hotbed of suffering, making Bai Yi more anxious.

But it was so dark that she couldn’t find where Ye Shiyu had gone, forcing her to fumble in the likely direction.

Soon, Bai Yi heard the faint sound of conversation.

However, the voices echoing down the corridor were not Ye Shiyu’s spine-chilling calls of “Ye International Impact.”

Instead, it was Spencer’s sneering mockery.

“Oh, he told me you’re just her sister. Plus, your last names are different in Dragon Kingdom; you’re not blood relatives, right? You aren’t even family, let alone someone he likes.”

That annoying Spencer?

What’s going on?

Bai Yi’s footsteps halted abruptly, stopping without producing a single sound.

She had to admit, when it came to “sneaking around,” Bai Yi seemed to possess a natural talent.

Not only did she make no noise, but she instinctively also found the best vantage point to eavesdrop.

Bai Yi hid behind the corner where Ye Shiyu stood, peeking to catch the confrontation between the two and eavesdrop on their discussion.

Hiss.

If Spencer was correct, Yan Huan’s feelings for Ye Shiyu were merely those of a normal brother towards a sister?

In other words, it was entirely possible this was just Ye Shiyu’s one-sided crush?

Bai Yi didn’t dare jump to conclusions; after all, Spencer was lacking in intelligence and could be talking nonsense.

So to verify, she glanced at Ye Shiyu’s expression.

Upon looking, she was startled to see Ye Shiyu’s face darkened to coal.

“Pfft~”

Bai Yi nearly couldn’t hold back her laughter and immediately covered her mouth.

So satisfying to see Ye Shiyu having a hard time!

The moment she observed Ye Shiyu falter, a strange sense of cheerfulness washed over Bai Yi.

In the next second, she witnessed the two of them go into a clash.

She watched as Spencer slapped Ye Shiyu’s phone away, sending it flying several meters, shattering the screen into pieces.

Bai Yi quickly averted her gaze, feeling a surge of happiness.

These two are quite the characters!

One merely the “sister” in Yan Huan’s eyes, the other just a “fool” in his view.

In Bai Yi’s perspective, whether “sister” or “fool,” they could essentially be summarized with one word:

Losers!

In Yan Huan’s eyes, she was the idol he admired. There was no comparison to these losers.

Even if you were rich, so what? A loser is still a loser, yet here they were wrangling with each other?

Yes, in that moment, Bai Yi felt a sense of superiority creeping in.

She scoffed, hiding behind the wall as if watching a show.

That’s fine; let them fight it out.

Heroes can clash with heroes, great men can compete with great men, and the wealthy can battle the wealthy.

In the end, it’s all useless, and neither can win Yan Huan.

“….”

But as the drama unfolded, an idea suddenly sparked in Bai Yi’s mind.

She abruptly remembered the comic she had picked up at the comic club: “Transparent Adjustment X Series: The President Knows Nothing About Last Night!”

If she took advantage of their pointless bickering to use the pocket watch, entering a state of indifference, and did something to Yan Huan right in front of them…

At that thought, Bai Yi’s face flushed, and she leaned heavily against the wall, her heart racing “thump thump.”

The main reason was that just imagining such a scene made her excited.

There were two thrilling aspects to this.

One: in a state of indifference, she could do anything to Yan Huan without him noticing.

Upon consideration, she could outwardly still date Yan Huan normally.

While privately, she could have played countless times with him without him ever knowing and still beam at her with a smile.

“Haha.”

It felt a bit heated.

Two: her seemingly unbeneficial idol, who lacked a background and was looked down upon by them, could boldly sneak around with Yan Huan while they were entirely oblivious and unable to prevent it.

Wasn’t that just a form of…

Let’s just say, today Bai Yi felt distinctly triggered by Ye Shiyu and Spencer’s situations, and her imagination began to run wild.

“Shiyu?”

Just as Bai Yi was lost in this fantasy, Yan Huan’s voice abruptly yanked her thoughts back to reality.

On that side, he was now with Ye Lan.

Bai Yi, blushing, tightened her grip on the pocket watch, pressing against the wall, her heart racing.

“I have super abilities; I can remain undetected and do whatever I want.”

Holding the pocket watch, this thought had grown deeper since it first appeared.

Until now, under the comic’s influence, the pocket watch seemed to have developed a second unique use besides just “escaping.”

It seemed the pocket watch sensed Bai Yi’s thoughts, the minute hand starting to spin faster and faster.

“Beep beep… click clack.”

At that moment, she shot a disdainful glance at the two still locked in their fierce debate.

One appeared immensely powerful.

The other appeared exceptionally skilled.

So what?!

I mock Ye Shiyu’s naivety and Spencer’s lack of wit, both engaging in pointless acts.

While I merely need to take a slight action.

On the other side, Ye Shiyu was hiding behind Yan Huan, terrified that Ye Lan might blame her; Spencer pursed his lips, dragged away by William.

The two of them made multiple moves but gained nothing.

Watching it all unfold from the shadows, Bai Yi swallowed hard, gazing at the smiling Yan Huan, slowly raising the pocket watch in her hand.

Indifference, activate!

“Beep beep… click clack.”

Time gradually returned to the present, as Meow-chan looked on in confusion while Yan Huan, hidden under a mask, gazed at her in astonishment.

Bai Yi, lifting her phone and capturing the moment when Yan Huan’s clothing was half-rolled up, still seemed unsatisfied.

Instead, she curiously examined his body, her face tinged with red, swallowing hard, murmuring, “So this is what a boy’s body is like? It feels quite different from a girl’s, it’s so soft… ”

As she spoke, Bai Yi raised her hand, reaching toward Yan Huan’s abdominals.

Underneath the perfect mask, Yan Huan’s eyes widened in disbelief, staring at her approaching pale hand.

What are you doing, Bai Yi?!