Chapter 248: Am I Supposed to Marry You?!! Aaaaah!
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Song Shu could never have imagined that Sheng Wenyin would be here.
She had received no prior notification about the other guests, so she had no idea who they would be.

Song Shu was genuinely terrified of Sheng Wenyin. She had witnessed, with her own eyes, Sheng Wenyin’s frenzied rampage the last time—attacking Ye Chengfeng like a madwoman, leaving him battered and bloody.

Quickly, Song Shu turned to the cameraman behind her and asked in a panic, "Can I switch to another room? I need to talk to the director!"

The cameraman looked troubled. "Ms. Song, there are no other rooms available. As for the director—what’s the matter? He’s not here at the moment."

Song Shu couldn’t just admit that she was afraid of Sheng Wenyin.

Taking a deep breath, she convinced herself that with staff everywhere, Sheng Wenyin wouldn’t dare do anything to her. Finally, though still feeling aggrieved, Song Shu entered the room.

Sheng Wenyin, lounging on the sofa like a queen, sat squarely in the middle. Song Shu dared not take a seat on the sofa and cautiously stood to the side, pretending that her focus on the wedding gowns was the reason she wasn’t sitting.

Then, Sheng Wenyin suddenly made a sound. "Ahem."

Song Shu jumped in fright, instinctively stepping back toward the corner.

Sheng Wenyin stretched her neck, grabbed a bottle of water from the coffee table, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip. While putting the cap back on, she glanced over at Song Shu. "What are you doing?"

Song Shu quickly shook her head, stammering nervously, "N-nothing at all."

Setting the bottle down, Sheng Wenyin snorted. "I was the first to arrive, did you know that?"

Song Shu glanced around the empty room and hesitantly nodded. "I… I can see that."

"So," Sheng Wenyin announced, "I’m the boss!"

Song Shu blinked. Wait, wasn’t the arrival sequence arranged by the production team? What’s this about being "the boss"?

Sheng Wenyin raised her fist in a mock-threatening gesture. "Did you hear me?"

Song Shu dared not argue and nodded silently, avoiding any direct confrontation.

Sheng Wenyin snickered triumphantly and turned back to the TV.

Just then, the third female guest appeared on the screen.

The same introductory sequence played, and within minutes, this celebrity entered the room as well.

Seeing Sheng Wenyin and Song Shu inside, the newcomer froze in her tracks.

And then, out of nowhere, she began stomping her feet on the spot and let out a piercing scream: "Aaaaaahhhhhh!"

Song Shu had seen this kind of reaction before. Co-stars often lost control during recordings, overwhelmed by excitement upon seeing her—a goddess descending to join a variety show. They would scream, confess their admiration, and proclaim themselves diehard fans.

This time, seeing the new guest, Song Shu breathed a sigh of relief. At least she wouldn’t have to be alone with Sheng Wenyin anymore.

She put on a poised, gracious smile, prepared to exchange handshakes and accept the usual effusive praise.

To her surprise, after screaming, the woman dashed forward like an arrow, brushing past Song Shu with the speed of a whirlwind. She stopped directly in front of Sheng Wenyin.

Song Shu: ?

The woman, her face flushed with excitement, squealed, "Aaahhh! Brother Yin! I’m your fan! I adore you so much! Oh my god, are you really here? Am I supposed to marry you?! This is incredible! They finally realized you’re a guy!"

Sheng Wenyin: …

She stared at the woman, utterly baffled.

This exuberant fan was Tong Shi—a sweet and charming celebrity, albeit with a shockingly dramatic demeanor.

Flustered by Tong Shi’s over-the-top excitement, Sheng Wenyin awkwardly lowered her crossed legs to sit more properly.

Tong Shi wasted no time plopping down beside her, clinging to her arm like glue.

Sheng Wenyin, caught off guard by the intimate gesture, felt a sense of déjà vu. The last time someone had been this overly familiar, it had been Feng Xiaoxiao. But Tong Shi seemed even more outrageous.

Although Sheng Wenyin didn’t recall ever interacting with Tong Shi, she started to wonder if the woman was truly a fan or just naturally this enthusiastic.

With three female guests now gathered, the screen shifted to the first male guest.

A top-tier actor and two-time Best Actor awardee, Hua Zishu was a familiar face to Song Shu, as they had previously collaborated.

During an episode of Shining Star, where mentors could invite celebrity friends to cheer for their trainees, Sheng Wenyin had invited Qi Si, while Song Shu’s guest of choice had been Hua Zishu.

Seeing him appear, Tong Shi finally peeled her attention away from Sheng Wenyin to the TV. "Huh? Hua Zishu’s here for a wedding show? Isn’t he gay? Wouldn’t that make this a sham marriage?"

Sheng Wenyin: …
Song Shu: …

The two stared at Tong Shi in utter disbelief.

Tong Shi, realizing she had said too much, quickly waved her hands. "Oh, just a rumor! A total rumor!"

It was then Sheng Wenyin fully grasped the difference between Tong Shi and Feng Xiaoxiao. Tong Shi’s lack of tact was next-level.

After answering three questions, Hua Zishu entered the men’s quarters.

The second male guest, actor Cheng Jiang, appeared next. Known for his upright demeanor and frequent roles in patriotic dramas, his speech betrayed an unexpected shyness.

Tong Shi commented again, "A bashful top, with a hard contrast? Fits perfectly with Hua Zishu."

Sheng Wenyin: ???
Song Shu: ???

The two women exchanged incredulous glances. What was Tong Shi even talking about? Was she on the same show as them?

Song Shu glanced at Sheng Wenyin, then at Tong Shi, and muttered under her breath, "Truly, fans reflect their idols."

Sheng Wenyin: …

She felt personally attacked. This wasn’t her fault!

After Cheng Jiang joined the men’s quarters, the final male guest made his appearance.

In the mall’s grand atrium, Qi Si strode in, wearing a light gray shirt that accentuated his tall, slender frame.

As expected, the little boy delivering letters reappeared.

Qi Si, in high spirits, accepted the note and smiled. "Thank you."

The boy blushed deeply before scurrying off.

Unfolding the letter, Qi Si read it briefly before heading upstairs.

The cameraman trailed him at a respectful distance, capturing his impeccable features from every angle.

Foreign media once dubbed Qi Si "a miracle born in the East." Every movement he made radiated charm and elegance.

When Tong Shi saw Qi Si appear, her eyes narrowed into slits.

Sheng Wenyin couldn’t help but wonder what Tong Shi’s take on Qi Si would be. Feigning casualness, she said, "Wow, it’s the film emperor Qi Si. I didn’t expect him to join us."

In an instant, Tong Shi grabbed Sheng Wenyin’s collar and shouted, "I’m a solo stan! Career-only! Please, I beg you—stay radiant alone! Don’t ruin this for me! I can’t handle a ship! Waaah!"

Sheng Wenyin: …

Alright, she was done. Could she return this fan?

Meanwhile, Song Shu, upon seeing Qi Si, was utterly stunned.

When Hua Zishu had appeared earlier, she was almost certain the program had assigned him as her "husband."

But now, with Qi Si in the mix, the possibilities were wide open.

Could Qi Si be her match instead? Their legendary on-screen pairing had indeed stood the test of time.

However, Qi Si and Sheng Wenyin also shared a popular CP. Plus, their private friendship seemed stronger.

Turning to Sheng Wenyin, Song Shu observed her calm expression. There was no discernible reaction.

Could Monkey King and Brother really be a romantic pairing? Surely not.

Meanwhile, on-screen, Qi Si arrived at a space decorated with balloons and flowers.

The host, upon seeing him, blushed slightly before smiling and asking the three standard questions.

Qi Si gave unremarkable answers to the first two.

But when the host switched tactics for the third question, pulling out two photos of female celebrities, she asked, "Quick-fire question: Wan Xiaolu or Sheng Wenyin—your choice?"

Without hesitation, Qi Si smiled and answered, "Sheng Wenyin."

The host continued, "Sheng Wenyin or Lu Wei?"

"Sheng Wenyin."

"Song Shu or Sheng Wenyin?"

"Sheng Wenyin."

"Song Shu or Lu Wei?"

"Sheng Wenyin."

The host couldn’t help but laugh. "Mr. Qi, I think you misheard me. Sheng Wenyin wasn’t an option for the last one."

Qi Si smirked faintly. "I know."

And then, with a serene expression, he added, "But what can I do? My answer is Sheng Wenyin, no matter what."

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