Wen Zheng wondered when he would be able to start a relationship.
If he confessed now, would Bei Sining be surprised? If he was rejected, would he still continue?
not necessarily.
Wen Zheng thought coldly that he wasn't as stubborn as Xiao Yu, who could be completely infatuated with an old bastard like Bai Shuang...
If you get rejected, just find another one. It's only three months left anyway; can't you survive without a cat?
That's impossible.
Wen Zheng pinched the cat paw pendant on his phone and sneered.
I will absolutely not pester or pester.
Who cares?
I will never contradict myself.
Thinking about bad things, his expression inevitably turned cold and hard. Just then, an artist with several assistants and cameramen passed by the door. The assistant impatiently told Wen Zheng to move aside, speaking very rudely.
Wen Zheng frowned and looked up, meeting the gaze of the leading artist. The other person suddenly shuddered, backing away and pressing himself against the wall, his eyes filled with terror.
"?" Has his aura been cultivated to be this strong? This person looks somewhat familiar...
Amid the commotion, the door behind them opened, and Professor Xia and Bei Sining emerged together. The professor kept muttering, "You're amazing! This is a broken lineage, and you've revived it... What exactly does Mr. Bei do for a living?"
Bei Sining looked up and saw the artist, raised an eyebrow, and replied, "Massage therapist."
The entire audience: "???"
The performer limply tore himself off the wall, his eyes wide and watery, and approached him ingratiatingly: "Boss!"
Bei Sining grunted and pulled Wen Zheng to a slightly behind her side, looking him up and down: "Ye Yubing?"
Ye Yubing's eyes lit up: "Yeah, yeah! Boss recognized me! I'm Ye Yubing! Hehehehe..."
Wen Zheng had been trying to remember where he had seen this person before, and then it suddenly dawned on him.
The name is familiar, and the face is familiar too. He is the male lead of "My Mother-in-Law" - the mama's boy who is caught in the middle between his wife and his mother!
Wen Zheng was so shocked that his gaze lingered on Ye Yubing's face for a little too long, which Bei Sining noticed and poked at him in displeasure.
"?" Wen Zheng looked at him.
A large group of people behind Ye Yubing finally reacted, surrounding him and asking repeatedly, "Who is this? Who is this?" Their words were half jealous and half disdainful. Ye Yubing's manager, Sister Sun, grabbed his ear: "Do you even know him before you blindly claim him as the boss?! Who is this?! You're the top star at my Baoshu Company now. When are you going to learn to have some temper, some presence, and stop doing weird things and trying to please weird people?!"
After saying that, Sister Sun looked Bei Sining up and down again. Her face flushed and her heart pounded, and her jealousy intensified. She forcefully pulled Ye Yubing's ear and said, "Being good-looking is a gift from heaven. If you don't have it, then you should work on your poise! Do you understand poise?"
A snap.
Sister Sun's hand was sore and numb from the beating that it quickly swelled up.
She turned her head in surprise; it was Bei Sining who had made the move.
“I told you to let go, twice, and you didn’t hear me.” He said coldly, “It’s only right that I hit you.”
Sister Sun was like a dehydrated goldfish, breathing in and out with her mouth open, still lacking oxygen.
Ye Yubing, that cowardly cat, covered his ears and tried to pounce on Bei Sining, but was stopped by a look from him, and stood there pitifully.
"Boss..." he said with admiration, "You're too strong!"
Bei Sining retorted, "You're spineless."
Ye Yubing nodded frantically.
Who is this person?
Wen Zheng was inexplicably annoyed. He hadn't expected that Bei Sining would know this kind of person besides the blond-haired boy.
So he was watching TV so eagerly before, just to see him?
Wen Zheng sized Ye Yubing up and down... That's about it. A bit childish, looks like a mama's boy, quite suitable for those middle-aged and elderly dramas. But this attitude of hers, acting like Bei Sining is his mother.
Threat alert lifted.
Sister Sun seemed about to say something more, but Wen Zheng, impatient with the conversation, pulled Bei Sining away. Passing by a bewildered Professor Xia, Wen Zheng greeted him and asked if it was over.
Professor Xia breathed a sigh of relief and quickly said, "That's for now. I'll have to trouble Mr. Bei again in a couple of days..."
"Okay, call me." Then he added, "I'm off."
Sister Sun was furious: "Who are you people?! How dare you talk to me like that?! Do you even know who I am...?"
He didn't hear the rest of Wen Zheng's conversation. He tried to calm his growing anxiety and, when he got down to the square, he turned around and asked Bei Sining, "Do you know that Ye Yubing?"
There weren't many people in front of the building; most were wearing masks and sunglasses or walking in a hurry, and no one wanted to stop and read the gossip.
The winter sun was warm, reflecting off the ground. There was a small dent at Wen Zheng's feet, he wondered if it was a flaw in the stone slab itself or something heavy had made it.
The small pit was pressing against the sole of his foot, causing no pain or itch, yet it was there, making one want to grind into it.
“An acquaintance,” Bei Sining didn’t understand Wen Zheng’s meaning: “You also dislike that Sister Sun?”
Wen Zheng took a deep breath, stared at him, and said, word by word, "You're speaking up for him, so you have a very good relationship?"
"..." Bei Sining belatedly realized something, and her face immediately flushed slightly: "What are you thinking!? He's just an acquaintance, a distant relative's kid... what's wrong with putting in a good word for him!?"
After a minute of eye contact, Wen Zheng let out a long breath, turned around first, stepped over the small pothole, and gradually calmed down.
A relative's child.
Cat spirit.
"Let's go eat," he said, leaving the other person behind.
"!" Bei Sining caught up, quickly clearing her mind of all the questions from before: "Which one?"
...
That evening, Wen Zheng opened Wendy's chat window.
He was constantly bothered by the strange familiarity he felt with the name Ye Yubing. He hadn't seen the end credits of "My Head Mother-in-Law" and shouldn't have any recollection of the name.
Where exactly have I seen this before?
Wendy has disappeared somewhere, maybe even taking her dog for a ride around the city. Since Wen Zheng couldn't get any immediate news, he simply cleared his mind and let the people and things he had recently encountered flow through his thoughts one by one.
Health group. Broadcaster conference. Police station. Amusement park. Living space. Villa.
Wen Zheng suddenly opened his eyes and finally remembered.
I've seen the name Ye Yubing in the list of participating cats.
"..." So, it was because he insisted on bringing Dahei to the competition that the other party, in a fit of anger, brought a group of distant relatives along?
Wen Zheng almost burst out laughing as he stepped barefoot out of the bathroom after his shower. Da Hei was squatting on the coffee table watching a new drama called "He Is His She". Wen Zheng had something in his hand, so he lifted his foot and flicked Da Hei's fluffy, drooping tail. Water droplets from his firm calves dampened two tufts of Da Hei's fur.
Wen Zhengyu said with a smile, "Dahei is so cute."
Big Black: !?
Having been tormented by the cat spirit all day, Wen Zheng picked up Ms. Liu's notebook from the table and tried a few lines of passwords using the brute-force method to cool down his mind.
He started a new blank sheet of paper and wrote down his itinerary for the next few days.
I'll be live streaming today and tomorrow. Next Tuesday is the preliminary round of the pet beauty pageant, Friday is the final, and Sunday is the last day of the live stream competition, so I absolutely have to live stream it.
Wen Zheng pointed his pen at the words "final".
During dinner today, Bei Sining promised to go to the cat convention with him.
When he wins the award and everyone praises him so much, wouldn't that be a good opportunity to confess his feelings?
If you don't win an award and are feeling down, isn't this a good opportunity to take advantage of the situation?
Without waiting for Wen Zheng, it was that day.
How could a cat spirit possibly refuse you? You bought the clothes, you cooked the meals, and you slept in the bed. It's impossible for her to refuse you.
After thinking it over, Wen Zheng closed his notebook and searched on the computer: [What to do if you are rejected after confessing your love].
Author's Note: Bei Sining: You're spineless!
(We absolutely do not engage in copywriting fraud; everything in the copywriting will be true!)
(Having grown a full coat of smooth feathers from sleeping too much, I was feeling quite pleased when I suddenly realized it was the 11th. So my angelic readers plucked my feathers bald, and this silly author, waving my featherless fleshy wings, knelt on the keyboard and clucked away...)
(I'll make up for yesterday's chapter tomorrow! First update before 12 o'clock! Mwah!)
Chapter 65
There are hardly any people answering the questions properly online; they're all just trying to be clever.
From what Wen Zheng has seen, if you've been rejected after confessing your feelings, don't keep pursuing them. You can try doing a flexible split on the spot...
Wen Zheng himself isn't very good at chopping, Bei Sining probably can, but what's the use!?
Even when I got into the game, I was distracted.
Bei Sining was so engrossed in watching TV that she didn't go online. Wen Zheng greeted the viewers in the live stream and then selected random match.
Today's random new instance is quite special. It's all blue at first glance, and only upon closer inspection do I realize that the seawater is blocked by glass not far away.
This is an empty aquarium, with only various colorful tropical fish playing out the cruelty of the food chain in artificial saltwater.
Wen Zheng glanced at the list and ran into a familiar face: Cheng Mei, the bouncy pink-haired loli.
And it was painted not far from him.
Before Wen Zheng saw her, the pink-haired loli had a cold expression, a stark contrast to the cheerful, anime-style she had been the last time he saw her, giving her a strange, unfamiliar feel. If it weren't for her signature outfit, he might not have even recognized her.
"Ah... Z-da!" When she saw the teammate list and saw Wen Zheng looking at her, she suddenly smiled like an electric toy with batteries installed, her eyes sparkling. She hopped over on her short legs and gave Wen Zheng a big hug.
"Long time no see! Are you live streaming?"
Wen Zheng initially wanted to take a step back, but after Cheng Mei finished hugging him, he withdrew his hand generously, showing great restraint.
I suddenly felt uncertain, remembering that I had asked Rick at headquarters about the architect May Yu.
It's a man. That's what Rick said.
Really?