He Yunxing was very satisfied as he spoke, bending down slightly.
From her angle, Bian Li could see his eyes—deep and dark, like stars against the night sky, as bright as the lights on moored boats.
The corners of his eyes were long and narrow, slightly upturned, carrying a hint of seduction.
Bian Li muttered softly, “You don’t say you’re afraid.”
She had the potential to be a beauty enthusiast, with exceptionally high aesthetic standards, yet He Yunxing’s looks clearly surpassed even her own expectations.
Such a handsome man dancing so closely with her—what girl could possibly resist?
Not to mention, neither of them had even warmed up beforehand.
After Bian Li finished speaking, she glanced at him, then quickly shifted her gaze to the director’s expression.
The director sighed upon meeting her gaze. “You two can’t go on like this. There’s no coordination at all. It’s too stiff.”
Bian Li scratched her head awkwardly. “I’m sorry, director…”
The director waved his hand dismissively and ordered a break, telling He Yunxing and Bian Li to spend some time together to build rapport.
Now, He Yunxing, with his long arms and legs, was lounging on the sofa. Bian Li stood before him, her head lowered, looking like a scolded child.
Ruan Xiangyi made a move to step forward but was held back by Ying Xuelai.
He Yunxing crossed his legs lazily, leaning back on the sofa. One hand rested on its edge, his fingers dangling naturally, forming a beautiful arc.
“Why are you silent again? Weren’t you just saying you weren’t afraid of me?” he asked slowly.
Bian Li thought for a moment, then met his gaze.
“Then I’ll tell you the truth,” she said.
He Yunxing raised an eyebrow, signaling her to continue.
“Actually, I was afraid you’d beat me. That day when I got in the wrong car, you told me to get lost. And then, well, I said bad things about you later that night…”
She deliberately dragged out the end of her sentence, giving He Yunxing time to think.
Being caught in the act was fine. It wasn’t as though he was entirely unreasonable.
After all, in the supermarket, he had even brought her some soft candy.
As Bian Li considered this, her impression of He Yunxing grew increasingly muddled.
Maybe all men were just fickle.
He Yunxing gave a concise explanation. “I’d just woken up then.”
Bian Li mulled over this and decided it made sense. Even his reasons were domineering.
“So… does this mean we’ve reconciled?” she asked, blinking hopefully. Perhaps everything she had said and done before could be treated as smoke, blown away by the wind.
“Reconciled?” He Yunxing’s tone was lazy. “I didn’t even know we’d fallen out.”
“…!”
Alright! Then please just be kind enough not to work with me!!
She carefully worded the thought in her head, hoping He Yunxing would suggest changing partners.
Halfway through her mental complaints, she heard him say, “Come here.”
Come… what?
Bian Li froze, her mind blank.
He Yunxing flexed his wrists, his tone casual but commanding, his eyes half-lidded. “Give me a shoulder massage.”
He cast a brief glance at her, then added, “After the massage, we’ll be reconciled.”
Bian Li wasn’t one to hesitate and hurriedly approached him.
Ning Xuechu watched this scene, utterly incredulous.
“Am I seeing this right? Doesn’t the boss always find women annoying? What does this mean? Does he think she’s too cute?”
He Xuyi remained expressionless. “Two possibilities: one, the peacock is showing its feathers; two, Bian Li doesn’t fall into his usual category of women.”
Ning Xuechu exclaimed, “What! He thinks Fei Fei is a she-male?? How is that reasonable?!”
He Xuyi: “…”
“Ning Xuechu, shut up.”
Somehow, giving He Yunxing a shoulder massage made Bian Li feel much more relaxed. She resolved her earlier uncertainties and performed far better in the subsequent filming. The director’s satisfaction grew as the shoot progressed.
The day-long filming eventually wrapped up. To Bian Li’s delight, they didn’t need to shoot into the early morning as she had feared.
“Senior, it’s been a pleasure working with you. Thank you.” Bian Li raised her right fist and lightly tapped her left shoulder—a gesture she’d picked up from her father and brother, symbolizing camaraderie.
He Yunxing, sipping water, barely glanced at her. His slender fingers rested on the bottle as he tilted it slightly. After a sip, he gave her a neutral “hmm” before walking away.
—
After filming the Christmas single, Gemini finally had some free time. With a few days left until the recording of their new album, Ying Xuelai and Ruan Xiangyi kept busy with variety show appearances, while Bian Li focused on decorating her room.
The reason was simple: her application to the company for a food broadcast had finally been approved.
At the end of the application page, there was a flamboyant signature followed by a line that read, “Too much nonsense.”
To demonstrate her determination and clear ideas, Bian Li had written nearly a thousand words in her description, passionately detailing her desire to pursue eating broadcasts. She even emphasized key points in bold.
Although their boss was seldom seen, he was undeniably supportive. The company readily approved her request, promptly opening an exclusive channel for her on a video website and even purchasing a small crown to celebrate.
After decorating her room with a sense of accomplishment, Bian Li realized it was still early for her eating broadcast that evening. Exhausted but content, she sprawled out on the blanket in her living room.
Setting up the equipment had been done well in advance, but arranging the scene had been no small feat—it had drained her energy as much as dancing two routines back-to-back. Now, as she lay on the floor with her legs crossed, she began casually browsing Weibo.
Since their debut almost a year ago, Gemini had rapidly gained fans. Early on, the company’s promotions and the popularity of a senior boy group had been instrumental. Later, the trio relied solely on their own talent. Apart from their title track selected by the company, nearly half of their non-title songs were self-written and composed.
The group, composed of three youthful members, had been marketed as energetic and vibrant, a style that proved to attract not only otakus but also a substantial number of female fans.
While scrolling through her feed, Bian Li spotted a hot search that immediately caught her attention. The title—[He Yunxing x Bian Li]—dominated the top spot in the search rankings.
Curious, she clicked on it and discovered that Yi Qian had shared a sneak peek of this year’s Christmas single. The clip showcased scenes from the shoot, and fans quickly captured screenshots, sending the pairing to the top of the hot search list with the tag “explosive”.
He Yunxing, whose self-composed hit “Bu Xing” had taken the Chinese music scene by storm, was already a magnet for countless admirers. While many fans expressed heartbreak over seeing him paired with someone else, others were supportive.
Some comments under the post read:
“He didn’t appear on variety shows or release new songs, and I waited just to see him with another woman. My heart hurts.”
“Calm down, fans. She’s not undeserving, so what are you afraid of?”
“Bian Li is gorgeous! Angelic face, devilish figure—the dream combination!”
“Ah sister, I want to pinch your face!”
Bian Li smiled when she saw two positive comments about herself. Clicking on the profiles, she realized they were her own fans.
Amused, she kept scrolling and accidentally opened He Yunxing’s homepage. Despite only following three people, his fan count exceeded 80 million. She silently closed the page, comparing it to her own less impressive stats.
“Comparisons are so frustrating,” she muttered.
—
Ace’s national tour was scheduled to last three months, covering more than 20 cities. To prepare, their agent thoughtfully granted them a brief vacation.
With free time on his hands, Ning Xuechu spent his days projecting game livestreams onto the living room wall, insisting it was more enjoyable this way.
He Xuyi walked into the kitchen to grab water and glanced at him. “You’re using Lao He’s projector again? Aren’t you afraid he’ll get mad?”
“It’s not like I’m watching a movie. Games are different,” Ning Xuechu replied dismissively.
He Xuyi shrugged, walking away. “Suit yourself.”
Moments later, the door beeped twice as He Yunxing entered the apartment.
Ning Xuechu turned and greeted him, “Boss.”
He Yunxing nodded in acknowledgment, his expression tired from a long day at the studio. After changing his shoes, he noticed the projection on the wall and frowned slightly.
“You spend all day watching this when I’m not around?” he asked.
“Games are exciting,” Ning Xuechu defended himself, adding, “And honestly, it keeps me from staying up too late. If I stay up late, my face gets swollen, and if I look swollen, I’ll be ugly on camera. If I’m ugly, I’ll lose fans.”
He Yunxing ignored the explanation, walked to the fridge, and grabbed a bottle of wine. Leaning against the kitchen wall, he took a sip, casting Ning Xuechu a sideways glance. “Do you ever stop talking?”
Ning Xuechu opened his mouth to respond but was interrupted by a push notification on his phone: [Human Peach Bian Li has opened a live broadcast room. Click to join now!]
Excited, he tapped the notification, and the live broadcast filled the wall.
On screen, Bian Li appeared, her fair and rosy complexion lit up as she greeted her audience warmly. She fiddled with the camera, her forehead briefly filling the frame, prompting a barrage of playful comments reminding her to watch her image.
“Sorry, everyone! This is my first live broadcast, so I’m still figuring things out,” she said sheepishly, sticking out her tongue.
Her earnestness and charm earned another wave of laughter in the chat, making her more relaxed as the stream continued.
After chatting with netizens for a while, Bian Li finally let go completely. After all, she was well-practiced with various lenses and quickly adapted to the live broadcast environment.
“This is my official account. If you like it, please follow me.”
“Yes, I will be live streaming from now on—eating live, hahahaha.”
“I’ll invite my sisters to join when they have time.”
“Why is it called Gemini? Because the three of us are Geminis, and the company hopes we will be like twins—forever connected and inseparable—so they chose this name.”
Hearing this, Ning Xuechu, watching the broadcast, murmured to himself, “So the junior sister is a Gemini.”
He glanced inadvertently, catching a slender figure out of the corner of his eye, and was startled.
“What are you doing here?” Ning Xuechu asked, surprised to see He Yunxing seated at the other end of the sofa.
He Yunxing still held a glass of wine in his hand. He glanced over when he heard the question, his tone calm and unbothered. “Why, am I not allowed to sit here?”
Ning Xuechu found him inexplicable. The man who had no interest in such leisurely activities as watching eating broadcasts was now calmly seated, watching alongside him.
On the screen, Bian Li continued her interaction with viewers.
The girl’s room had a cozy, warm European style, with a row of plush dolls hanging in the background and more neatly piled on the floor. The atmosphere was welcoming, with a soft, girlish charm.
At that moment, Bian Li was eating chicken feet, her cheeks puffed out adorably. She glanced at the screen, laughing sweetly as she read a comment, “Hahaha, it doesn’t matter if the company sees it. Our heroic Mr. Shen already approved my eating broadcasts!”
“Okay, brothers and sisters, you’ve sent me so many star sticks that the screen is practically glowing!”
“Everyone can chat with me for a while. It’s okay to talk about daily life—I’m your friend too.”
Her clear eyes lit up brightly, radiating warmth that seemed to reach the viewers’ hearts.
He Yunxing rested his face against one hand, his expression unreadable in the dim lighting of the room.
Suddenly, Bian Li exclaimed in delight. “Thank you for the world’s first and most handsome yacht! Ah, this is my first time receiving a yacht—thank you so much!”
He Yunxing turned his gaze toward Ning Xuechu, who was grinning like a fool, his face flushed.
“You sent that?” He Yunxing’s voice was calm, but his words were pointed.
Ning Xuechu froze for a second before admitting with a foolish smile, “Yeah, I did.”
“Ridiculous.”
Ning Xuechu was about to refute but quickly redirected his attention to his exposed generosity. “How did you know it was me?”
He Yunxing glanced at him, his tone sharp. “Do you like her that much?”
Ning Xuechu was taken aback by the question but quickly dismissed it. “It’s not what you think—I just see her as a little sister.”
Something seemed to cross his mind, and he became pensive. “Hey, speaking of love, I haven’t dated anyone since high school. I haven’t met anyone who moves my heart. At this rate, I’ll probably be single forever.”
He Yunxing shifted his gaze back to his phone, typing away with a faint frown.
“Why are you ignoring me again?” Ning Xuechu complained.
“Shut up and watch the live broadcast,” He Yunxing replied without looking up.
“Boss, you’ve changed,” Ning Xuechu grumbled, but his attention quickly returned to the screen.
Bian Li finished eating chicken feet and made a cup of instant noodles. While waiting, she propped her face with both hands and read the comments carefully.
Not only are there her fans here, but there are also passers-by who watch in various ways. Many give tips, and even more come to join in the fun.
Generally, female celebrities don’t do food broadcasts, and they do it in this way. For artists, it’s not just about keeping in shape. Once there is any inappropriate speech during the live broadcast, they will become the target of public criticism, and it’s easy to get into trouble.
Bian Li, an idol star with her own popularity, is even more taboo about these.
She has taken all of these into consideration, but thinking that she is still a good young person with a positive outlook on life, all those worries were thrown behind her.
There were questions about her height and weight in the comments, as well as questions about how she maintains her figure, when she will return, how many times a month she goes to Shengdian, and other such questions, with great enthusiasm.
What’s even rarer is that some mother fans have been reminding her of the midterm exam date of Shengming Film Academy, and it’s hard for Bian Li not to see it.
Suddenly, a blue light appeared in the live broadcast room. After three seconds of stillness, a layer of golden white edges flashed, covering the entire screen, and then suddenly turned into a holographic animation, sprinkling money from above. The gold coins collided with each other and piled up.
Finally, the animation concluded with an extravagant message displayed across the screen: “X has sent an aircraft carrier, admiration value +100,000,000.”
