Love Variety Show: The despised me exploded in popularity

Xu Qingyan had no intention of keeping secrets from Pei Muchan, it was hard to hide anything when they were together every day.

He wanted to lay his cards on the table, and he also wanted Pei Muchan to do the same, so he spoke directly.

"You know, Ji Chen has attacked me several times. The moment I find an opportunity, I will definitely get back at him, I want him... to never be able to turn things around."

As he said this, he kept his gaze locked on Pei Muchan's eyes.

At first, she was puzzled, then her brows furrowed. She showed no reaction to Xu Qingyan's statement about making Ji Chen unable to turn things around. She pursed her lips and spoke.

"Ji Chen appears upfront and decent, but deep down, he's actually very selfish and arrogant, you need to be careful."

"Mhm."

After a pause, he asked.

"Will my doing this make things difficult for you?"

"What?" Pei Muchan appeared slightly taken aback, pausing for a moment before asking, "Why would you say that?"

"Aren't your two families acquainted?"

Hearing this, she was silent for a while before finally looking up and saying.

"When I was young, I have seen them a few times, our parents had some connections, my father and his father were comrades-in-arms. Later, when my father changed his job, our two families haven't been in touch for a long time."

"Part of the reason why I suddenly left Starchild Entertainment was because my state was declining, and another part was because Ji Chen kept pestering me at the company."

"I don't like this person, and when I opened my studio, he had people suppress me. He thought I didn't know, but actually, I remember all of these."

"If I have to say, I hate him. But now he is on the rise, and I don't want to cause more trouble by adding to the complications, so naturally, I avoid him as much as I can."
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"You need to be careful, don't act impulsively. Just wait a bit longer, till his building collapses then you can stomp on him. I'll wait with you, the downfall of idol artists happens quickly."

Pei Muchan spoke sincerely, and with these words, she had essentially revealed everything. Knowing that she and Ji Chen had no relationship but rather had old scores, Xu Qingyan felt relieved.

Fortunately, the two of them shared the same goal.

He stared at Pei Muchan for a while and then said.

"I promise you, it's not the time yet, but we will settle this account with him sooner or later. Let's not talk about these unhappy things anymore, let's eat first."

"What's for dinner?"

"There's a good restaurant in Songxin District that seems genuine, let's go have a look." Xu Qingyan took his car keys, "You don't need to drive, I'll take you back later and pick you up in the morning."

"Mhm."

...

At night.

After freshening up, Xu Qingyan lay in bed, pondering how to release his statement.

In truth, it was just a formality, a call-out after taking a beating. If he really took it seriously, it would be troublesome, although a bit stifling. But when he thought about flying to Jian Ye with Pei Muchan the day after tomorrow.

Forget it, I'll ignore these brats.

As he was brooding over this, Lin Wanzhou suddenly sent him a message.

"You haven't spoken to me today. /Woeful/"

Lin Wanzhou had become an emoji expert by now, always sending cute emojis. Compared to her, Xu Qingyan's emoji library was full of risqué images, completely unfit for sharing.

Whenever Lin Wanzhou sent cute emojis, he would straightforwardly steal them and then send them to Pei Muchan when chatting with her, capitalizing on resource utilization.

Shen Jinyue's emojis weren't quite right, bombarding him with pink teddy bears all the time. Sometimes when he was so annoyed by the chat, Xu Qingyan pretended to slip up and sent a risqué image her way.

Shen Jinyue, with a large bust and thin skin, could be rattled for half a day by one risqué image, not daring to speak. It would be a while until she responded with a few exclamation points followed by a barrage of question marks, "Xu Qingyan, you're shameless!!"

Sometimes he was chatting with three people at once, and luckily he was a naturally fast typer, otherwise, he wouldn't be able to keep up.

"I was busy arranging music today. Aren't you planning to join 'I Am King of Songs'?" Xu Qingyan typed quickly in response, "I reckon bringing 'In a Hurry That Year' to challenge isn't quite enough."

"It's enough, Sister Yun also listened to 'In a Hurry That Year', she has been praising it constantly."

"Really? Praising what?"

"She praises the song you wrote as good, and she even asked if you sing."

Lin Wanzhou's reply came fast, and Xu Qingyan could even imagine the little girl behind the screen, in her form-fitting pajamas, lying on the bed sending messages with a coy look.

Curling her legs, the sleep pants outlining the fullness of her derrière, her pale and delicate feet poised in the air, shyly swaying, with her toenails looking like tiny soft pink pearls...

That's the so-called girl, even an older girl is still a girl.

"I can sing, but I can't compare to professional singers like you." Xu Qingyan had just sent this, but noticed that the other party was typing, so he waited a minute before the message came through.

"Can you sing a bit for me, secretly? Anything is fine, I... I'm not fussy."

The girl's little secret seemed barely containable, and he found it inexplicably cute.

"Sure, then you turn on the video, front camera."

"Umm..." Lin Wanzhou hesitated.

She scrambled up quickly, checking herself in the mirror repeatedly, ensuring her face was flawless before hastily responding with a "yes."

Almost the next second, the video call came through like a death knell.

Lin Wanzhou was startled, almost throwing her phone away, juggling the hot potato from left hand to right. Her fingers curled and uncurled over and over, finally mustering the courage to tap the green answer button.

There was a slight delay in the connection, but Xu Qingyan's image appeared on the phone screen. He seemed to have just finished showering not long ago, with his hair half-dry and his temples still wet.

She revealed half her face, blinking nervously, sitting cross-legged on the bed with her back straight. Her adorable feet came together in an inward angle, with her soft pink toes persistently picking at each other.

"Good... good evening."

She even subconsciously pitched her voice higher, as all girls do, with a tone that hovered between serious and lively, and with a touch of gentleness.