Chapter Ninety-Two: Love It or Not

Jiang Yun took the salmon sushi and ate heartily.

“Not gonna lie, this is pretty good!”

“If you like it, then eat more,” Li Mengya said with a dangerous smile.

Gurgle—

Wang Fengwan walked over. “Mr. Jiang, Mengya, have you seen the hot search online?”

Jiang Yun asked, “What hot search?”

Li Mengya was also baffled.

“Quick, take out your phones and look at the trending list!”

Jiang Yun pulled out his phone and opened Weibo.

Shocking! Singer Jiang Yun Crosses Over into the Entertainment World!

Shocking! National Heartthrob Suspected of Being in Love!

Li Mengya also took out her phone.

The two of them opened the second hot search.

...V: “Congratulations to Jiang Yun for finally finding love. Our Jiang Yun has officially left the singles’ ranks. I wonder when Jiang Yun and Li Mengya will make it public. [Image]”

Looking at the picture above, Jiang Yun could tell it was unmistakably the two of them. “I’m just wondering where that paparazzo bought this photo!”

Wang Fengwan shrugged, helpless. “That, I really don’t know!”

Li Mengya and Jiang Yun exchanged a look. “Post a clarification on Weibo.”

Jiang Yun shoved his phone into his pocket, whistling as he stood up. With both hands clasped behind his head, he walked toward Liu Guoqiang.

Li Mengya’s lips twitched at his behavior.

Wang Fengwan covered her mouth and snickered.

Li Mengya hurried after Jiang Yun. “Jiang Yun, post on Weibo right now. Clarify it!”

“Post on Weibo? Post what?”

Jiang Yun pretended not to understand.

“Don’t do this. It’ll affect your career!”

“How would it affect me? Didn’t you see all the blessings online?”

“Are you posting it or not?” Li Mengya said angrily.

“Fine, fine, I’ll post it. Happy now?”

Jiang Yun took out his phone and posted a Weibo update right in front of Li Mengya.

Jiang Yun V: “Hello, everyone. I won’t comment on the rumors online. Because I still have a long road ahead with Li Mengya. Thank you all for your blessings!”

He held the phone out to Li Mengya. “Satisfied now?”

Li Mengya glanced at the post and nearly fainted from rage.

“What is this supposed to mean? What do you mean, ‘a long road ahead’?” She snatched the phone. “Delete it, delete it! Delete it now! The more you explain, the worse it looks. Why don’t you just say plainly that there’s nothing going on?”

“I only know how to post like this. Like it or not!”

“You—”

Online, Jiang Yun’s single post caused an explosion.

“Hahaha, what does that bastard Jiang Yun mean by this? What do you mean, ‘a long road ahead’?”

“That old fox Jiang Yun is implying something!”

At the same time, several of Jiang Yun’s friends saw the post and commented one after another.

He Ling V: “Congratulations, congratulations!”

Zhou Lun V: “This old man is deeply relieved!”

Huang Kang V: “Congratulations!”

...

“Hahaha, look, everyone! He Ling commented and liked it!”

“Damn, Zhou Lun commented and liked it too!”

“Stop, even my family’s Guan Tong commented...”

Back on set.

“Jiang Yun, look at the mess you’ve made!” Li Mengya glared at him, furious, her face flushed red. “I told you not to post it like that, but you insisted! Look what you’ve done!”

Jiang Yun took the phone and glanced at it. “Damn it, those guys are way too mischievous. This really made things worse!”

He didn’t keep teasing her, because that might truly annoy Li Mengya.

Instead, Jiang Yun pulled out his phone and reposted.

Jiang Yun V: “Everyone, please stop stirring things up! Let me state this clearly: Li Mengya and I are not together. Right now we’re only close friends. As for the future, we’ll see.”

He played a little trick, making the last line deliberately ambiguous.

The moment this was posted, the internet erupted again.

“Hahaha, my glass heart is shattered!”

“Why do I feel like Jiang Yun’s last words are weird?”

“Am I the only one who thinks that?”

“+1”

“+10086”

After the lunch break, filming resumed.

The drama’s pace was quick, and they had already reached the part where Xiao Yan left Wu Tan City.

Jiang Yun, playing Xiao Yan, wore black clothes and carried a large black sword on his back.

In this scene, Xiao Yan and Little Immortal Doctor were treasure hunting when they were trapped in a cave by Mu Li. The actress playing Little Immortal Doctor was a third-rate star named Du Xiaoxiao. Since the character appeared frequently later in the story, Liu Guoqiang had assigned the role to a third-rate celebrity.

As for Mu Li, he was an eighteenth-tier actor named Zhao Ze, with a bit of a following.

“Action!”

With wires harnessed to Jiang Yun’s back, he held Du Xiaoxiao in his arms. The surroundings were all green screen.

Because it was a green-screen shoot and there were no props, the two began acting against thin air.

They pretended to walk into the cave and came to a stone table.

The entire studio was covered in green cloth, even the floor around them. At the center sat a stone table with three treasure chests on it.

“You choose first,” Du Xiaoxiao said.

“Then let’s each take one.”

Du Xiaoxiao opened one box. “The Seven-Colored Poison Scripture! This one’s mine!”

“Okay.”

“Your turn!”

“Okay.” Jiang Yun opened a treasure chest. Inside was a scroll labeled Purple Cloud Wings.

Jiang Yun looked at Du Xiaoxiao.

Du Xiaoxiao said, “I know, this one’s yours!”

Jiang Yun smiled and put it away.

Bang!

A loud sound rang out on set.

“Who’s there?” Jiang Yun reacted instantly, his expression turning cold.

Zhao Ze appeared, followed by a few extras.

Du Xiaoxiao said, “Oh no, it’s Mu Li. He’s found us!”

“Later, follow me—we rush out together!”

“Okay!”

Jiang Yun grabbed Du Xiaoxiao’s hand and charged outward.

Bang!

Jiang Yun and Mu Li met face to face, and the two were ready to fight at once.

“Cut!”

Everyone stopped acting, and the stunt double Ye Xiahe came on.

“Action!”

Boom!

Jiang Yun and Ye Xiahe went straight at it.

Jiang Yun raised his fist, his punches fierce and overbearing.

The two exchanged blows, matching each other strike for strike.

Boom!

Jiang Yun launched a punch, and the wire behind Ye Xiahe was yanked taut, sending him stumbling backward.

Jiang Yun grabbed Du Xiaoxiao’s hand. “Go!”

“Cut!”

“Okay! Pass!”

“Good work, everyone!”

“Take twenty minutes’ rest, then continue with the next set!”

Jiang Yun walked over to Liu Guoqiang. “Director, there aren’t any more scenes for me this afternoon, right?”

“Nope. Why? Something up?” Liu Guoqiang asked.

Jiang Yun said, “Mengya’s heading back. I’m seeing her off.”

“Go ahead. I’ll have someone drive you there!”

“Great!”

...

That afternoon, Jiang Yun and Li Mengya left the production crew.

Jiang Yun took Li Mengya to the airport. “Be careful on the way.”

Wearing a mask and sunglasses, Li Mengya nodded. “Okay.”

She still seemed a little resentful about the Weibo incident, and remained sullen the whole way.

Li Mengya waved and walked into the airport.

A staff member drove Jiang Yun back in a Bentley.

“Mr. Jiang, back to the set?”

“No, straight to the hotel.”

“Understood.”

The Bentley sped along at high speed, and it took forty minutes to get back to Hengdian, since Hengdian had no airport.

Jiang Yun returned to his hotel room and collapsed into bed.

The moment he lay down, someone knocked at the door.

Knock, knock, knock!

“Who is it?”

Jiang Yun got up and opened the door.

Wang Fengwan?

“She’s off?” Wang Fengwan walked straight into the room.

Jiang Yun frowned and kept a cautious eye, leaving the door wide open.

“Huh?”

His behavior made Wang Fengwan laugh in exasperation. “You’re being far too careful. What do you think I came here for? To set you up?”

Jiang Yun didn’t feel embarrassed. “Don’t mind me. It wouldn’t be good if rumors spread.”

Wang Fengwan rolled her eyes. “I’m not afraid, so what are you afraid of? Are you even a man?”