Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Fu Sichen had very few relationships those years.”
It hadn’t been long after Fu Sichen had gone around posting ‘Like’s’ on comments when another report made the news.
The paparazzi adopted a gentler tone and came up with a checklist, and cleverly collated whatever news they had on the list.
Fu Sichen had been in the entertainment industry for more than eight years, and all the scandals were mostly attempts to take advantage of his popularity to gain some fame; there was almost no truth to the scandals.
But there was one particular rumor that, like a stronghold, wouldn’t succumb.
“Being nosey about Fu Sichen’s secret past with Pei Zhen.”
“Stereotypical case of lovers killing each other; from now on I support Fu Sichen and Pei Zhen the couple.”
“Don’t miss this! That special moment Fu Sichen and Second Man Pei looked into each other’s eyes!”
Posts such as that had long been circulating among the Fujoshi. Pei Zhen had never thought along those lines before and had no idea that he and Fu Sichen had inspired such gay spinoffs. Otherwise, if he had seen terms like ‘Chen-Pei’, ‘Fu-Pei topics’ and so on, he would have hit the roof.
Because there had already been a readership following, when news of Fu Sichen visiting the hospital was released, their Fujoshi fans went into a frenzy.
“Staple, this is a staple! We are for Chen Pei forever!”
“Those who were for the man-cat relationship previously were devastated. It was obvious that the Persian cat was the Fu-Pei connection bridge!”
“To emphasize the point, the Persian cat was rescued by Pei Zhen! To look after the sworn enemy’s cat, it’s way, way, way cute!”
Of course, it was natural for the couple fans to be jumping to conclusions every once in a while. In comparison, Pei Zhen’s die-hard loyal fans were more concerned about their idol’s physical condition.
“Is Daddy Pei alright?”
“Xiao Nian Nian, stop posting on Weibo on behalf of Daddy Pei. You can’t even do a decent copy of his arrogance.”
“So worried about Pei Pei… whimper. Sincerely praying that Pei Pei will be fine.”
Wang Youquan was lamenting on the dip in Pei Zhen’s popularity, and suddenly, Pei Zhen made it to the hot search again. The two names were appearing side by side. There were the couple fans who jumped to conclusions; and of course, the evil fans did not want to be forgotten. Ultimately, even if Number Two Man Pei had an accident, he was still a hot focus of the entertainment circle.
In addition, when Pei Zhen’s name drew comments on coupledom, the Likes-Posting Demon Fu Sichen stopped suddenly.
“What lovers killing each other?” Wang Youquan frowned as he looked at the Netizen’s lewd ideas. “These people are seriously sick. Sichen, why don’t we give things a boost—this time we post ‘Like’s’ on those comments denying scandals?”
Fu Sichen couldn’t be bothered to chide Wang Youquan—he was busy and deep in concentration reading the script. When Wang Youquan opened his mouth to speak, it annoyed Fu Sichen. Fu Sichen glared at Wang Youquan and felt that he was too noisy.
Wang Youquan was stumped.
Crap!
He just felt that something wasn’t quite right!
“Sichen,” Wang Youquan said softly and cautiously, “You and Pei Zhen wouldn’t have anything to do with each other before. You didn’t quite like seeing him.”
“That’s your delusion,” Fu Sichen said without taking his eyes off the script. He flipped the page. “My relationship with Pei Zhen has always been good.”
“That’s not true, Pei Zhen made you out to be an eyesore for him.” Wang Youquan made every effort to jog Fu Sichen’s memory. “At the award ceremony, he sabotaged you to buy dinner for everyone.”
“Haven’t you always commented that I don’t do enough PR?” Fu Sichen said flatly, “Pei Zhen was helping me to socialize and build a network.”
“… but you took away Pei Zhen’s spokesperson deal!” Wang Youquan wouldn’t give up.
“That was a fair fight. I didn’t take it away unethically.”
“Fair? He had just joined the entertainment industry at that time… Tsk, no. Sichen, tell me. What do you really think of Pei Zhen?”
Loads of contradicting behavior.
It was to the point that Wang Youquan was beginning to suspect the nature of their relationship.
“Pei Zhen…” Fu Sichen snapped shut the script and smiled. “… is my future boyfriend.”