Huayu Entertainment: It was the young actress who took the initiative.

Chapter 92 Meng Ziyi Looking in the Mirror

When Chen Mo woke up, sunlight had already climbed onto the foot of the bed through the gap in the curtains.

He squinted for a moment to adjust to the light, then turned his head to the side.

Meng Ziyi was still asleep.

She lay on her side, her long, loose hair spread across the white pillowcase, her eyelashes casting soft shadows in the morning light.

Thinking back on everything that happened last night.

Her face flushed as she said, "I like you," and "My mom likes you too," then the trembling as she leaned in to kiss him, and the way her high heels rested on her shoulders—

Chen Mo's lips curled up slightly. He stood up quietly without disturbing her, walked to the window, and pulled back a small section of the curtain.

In Beijing, the sky is a pale blue in the early morning.

He stood there, looking out the window, when the system's voice echoed in his mind.

[Contact between the host and celebrity Meng Ziyi detected]

[You have one chance to draw a keyword. Do you want to draw now?]

"Extraction"

[Successful draw! Obtained advanced keyword: Eloquent]

Chen Mo paused for a moment, then checked the entry's description.

[Entry effect: Your lines will have richer layers and be more impactful.]

You can adjust the texture, timbre, and tone of your voice according to the needs of the role.

At the same time, your dialogue clarity will be at its peak, with every word precisely conveying emotion.

Chen Mo looked out at the city and said softly, "Yan Xun greets Miss Chu Qiao."

He was stunned for a moment the moment the words left his mouth.

The voice was clear and youthful, carrying the vigor unique to young people, yet also a hint of undeniable nobility.

This is exactly how Yan Xun should have been in the early stages.

He tried again, this time from the later version of Yan Xun: "Those who have wronged me, Yan Xun, will be repaid a hundredfold in this world."

The voice has changed.

He became somber and depressed, as if squeezed out from deep within his chest.

Every word carried a deep-seated hatred, yet it was as calm as the stillness before a storm.

Chen Mo was silent for a few seconds, then smiled.

This term is interesting; if you use it for online dating, you'll probably swindle people out of all their bitterness.

"Chen Mo————"

Meng Ziyi's dazed voice came from behind.

Chen Mo turned around.

Meng Ziyi squinted at him, his hair was a little messy, and his eyes were still a little sleepy.

"Why are you up so early—"

She yawned, then suddenly remembered something, and her face began to flush.

Chen Mo walked back to the bedside and sat down.

Meng Ziyi pulled the blanket up to cover half of her face, leaving only her eyes showing as she stared at him intently.

"What—what did you just say?"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "I'm practicing my lines."

Meng Ziyi blinked: "Practicing lines? Your voice just now—it was so strange, like you were a completely different person."

Chen Mo didn't explain, he just looked at her and asked, "Did you sleep well?"

Meng Ziyi nodded, then shook her head, pulled the blanket down a little to reveal her whole face: "No—I had a lot of dreams last night."

"What did you dream about?"

Meng Ziyi suddenly felt a little shy: "I dreamt that my mother knew about us."

Chen Mo thought of what she had said last night about her mother liking him, and then laughed out loud: "And then?"

"She pulled me aside and asked me all sorts of questions, like, 'Are you good to me?' and 'When are you coming to my house for dinner?'"

As Meng Ziyi spoke, he laughed first.

"Then I was woken up by her enthusiasm."

Chen Mo looked at her. In the morning light, her face was flushed, and her eyes held a hint of shyness, a hint of sweetness, and a hint of unconcealed joy.

He raised his hand and ruffled her hair: "Go wash up."

Meng Ziyi nodded, lifted the covers, and got out of bed.

She walked barefoot on the floor for a couple of steps, then turned back to look at him: "Chen Mo."

"Um."

"Last night—it really happened, right?"

Her voice was a little soft, with a hint of uncertainty.

Chen Mo looked at her.

"real."

Mencius smiled.

That smile was soft and sweet, like a cotton candy melting in the sun.

She turned around and jogged into the bathroom.

The door closed.

Chen Mo leaned against the headboard, listening to the sound of water coming from the bathroom. After thinking for a moment, he sat up and went into the bathroom.

"Ugh~ You bad guy, don't look in the mirror, I hate it~"

A reproachful voice came from the bathroom—

After an unknown amount of time, Chen Mo finished showering and returned to bed from the bathroom. He picked up his phone.

On the screen, Wang Lihua's message popped up: "Princess Agents premieres tonight. Airing on Hunan TV during prime time, and simultaneously online."

"The publicity campaign has already started; just keep updating your Weibo as usual."

"Also, Liu Chang said he wants to post a video of your daily life today; he wants to film you reading a script in the studio."

Chen Mo replied, "Okay."

He paused, then sent another message: "I'm going to the studio this afternoon."

Wang Lihua replied immediately: "Okay, I'll have Li Xiaoyu arrange it."

Chen Mo put down his phone.

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

After a while, the door opened.

Mencius stepped out.

She had already washed up, her hair was still wet, and she had no makeup on her face, looking as clean as a freshly peeled egg.

She looked at Chen Mo, a little embarrassed: "I—I didn't bring a change of clothes—"

Chen Mo stood up, went to the closet, took out one of his own T-shirts and athletic shorts, and handed them to her.

Meng Ziyi took it and put it on.

The T-shirt was too big, making her look a bit small.

She looked down at herself, then looked up at him with a threatening expression: "Do I look good?"

Chen Mo looked at her attire and nodded with a smile.

Meng Ziyi walked up to him, stood on tiptoe, and kissed him on the cheek.

"Then I'm leaving."

"Would you like me to give you a ride?"

Meng Ziyi shook his head: "No need, I can take a taxi myself."

She paused for a moment, then said, "You go about your business."

She put on the black coat, covered her T-shirt, and then put on her high heels before leaving.

8 PM.

"Princess Agents" premiered on a video platform.

Chen Mo nestled on the sofa in his apartment, watching the television screen.

The opening theme music begins, and the scene flashes by.

Chu Qiao, Yuwen Yue, Yan Xun, Yuan Chun, Yuwen Huai, Xiao Ce —

Faces flashed across the screen.

Then came Yan Xun, dressed in a black martial arts outfit, standing on the training ground, holding a longbow in his hand.

The sunlight fell on him, outlining his youthful features.

He drew back the bow and aimed at the bullseye in the distance.

His eyes were focused and sharp, carrying the pride unique to young people.

The arrow leaves the bowstring.

Right in the bull's eye.

He put down the bow, a slight smile playing on his lips.

That was a smile that belonged to Yan Xun.

It belongs to the prince of Xiliang who has not yet experienced the destruction of his family and the crushing of fate.

A comment scrolled across the screen: "Chen Mo is so handsome!!!"

"That pose is amazing!"

"I love those eyes, that posture."

Then Princess Yuan Chun appeared.

She was wearing a pink palace dress and ran from the other end of the corridor, her skirt fluttering.

"Brother Yan Xun!"

She ran up to Yan Xun, panting, her face showing the innocence of a young girl.

Yan Xun looked down at her, his eyes filled with a mixture of helplessness and doting affection.

"Why did you come here?"

Yuan Chun blinked: "I missed you."

The live chat exploded with comments: "So sweet!!!"

"Yan Xun's gaze towards Yuan Chun is so tender."

"Childhood Sweethearts" (kswl)

"This couple is so adorable!"

"The chemistry between Chen Mo and Li Lin is amazing."

Chen Mo watched Yan Xun and Yuan Chun stroll in the Imperial Garden, watched Yuan Chun pick flowers for Yan Xun, and watched the tenderness in Yan Xun's eyes as he accepted the flowers.

He knew what would happen next, and he knew that this innocent and carefree princess would be destroyed by his own hands in the near future.

My phone started vibrating incessantly.

He picked it up.

It's a screenshot of a Weibo post sent by Li Lin.

The screenshot is from her recent Weibo post: "#PrincessAgentsPremiere# Tonight's Yuan Chun is a little girl who chases after Brother Yan Xun. [heart]"

The accompanying images are two stills from the film.

One photo shows Yuan Chun running in a corridor, her skirt fluttering in the wind.

The other picture shows Yan Xun looking down at her with tender eyes.

The comments section is already buzzing: "Yuan Chun is so cute!!!"

"Yan Xun's eyes killed me."

"This couple is so adorable!"

"Li Lin and Chen Mo are a perfect match."

"Someone please tell me, did they end up together?"

"The one ahead, don't ask, the answer is always 'it's going to end badly'."

"It's not going to end in tragedy yet, I'm going to ship it now as a sign of respect."

Chen Mo looked at the Weibo post and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

He opened the comments and typed: "Run slowly, don't fall."

send.

Less than ten seconds later, Li Qin replied: "What's it to you? [doge]"

The interaction between the two was instantly captured in screenshots and went viral in the CP (couple) supertopic.

"They're so sweet together on Weibo!"

Chen Mo: Slow down so you don't fall; Li Lin: Mind your own business—what else would we be but a couple?

"kswlkswl"

"This couple is locked up tight, I swallowed the key."

Chen Mo smiled as he read the comments.

Then he exited Weibo and opened WeChat.

Li Qin sent a message: "Was that comment of yours intentional?"

Chen Mo replied to the message: "What do you mean, intentional?"

Li Qin: "Are you still pretending?"

Chen Mo sent an "innocent" emoji.

Li Qin sent a "beat someone up" emoji.

"The buzz is building. It's trending thirteenth on the hot search list, #YanXunYuanChun#."

Chen Mo opened Weibo.

really.

The thirteenth trending topic is #Yan Xun Yuan Chun#.

Clicking on it, the first post is Li Qin's Weibo post, which has already been forwarded over 50,000 times.

The second video is a compilation edited by a CP (couple) fan, titled: "Childhood Sweethearts, Innocent Love Between Yan Xun and Yuan Chun: A Collection of Sweet Moments from Their Early Days."

The video was edited with great care.

From their first time together to their last gaze into each other's eyes.

Accompanied by sweet music, it's so heartwarming to watch.

Comment section: "This couple is such a perfect match!"

"Chen Mo's gaze towards Li Lin is so genuine, it can't be acting, right?"

"I think there's definitely something going on between them."

"Don't speculate wildly, but I also feel there's something going on."

"Rational analysis: Both are single, of similar age, work well together, and are good-looking; it would be an injustice if they weren't together."

"The Matchmaker is here again."

As Chen Mo looked at these comments, he recalled last night.

I am reminded of Mencius's words, "I have now become my impotent and furious ex-wife."

He smiled.

Then continue sliding down.

Suddenly, he saw a comment: "Dilraba saw this trending topic and is already on her way with a knife."

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment.

Then he opened Dilraba's Weibo account.

Dilraba has not posted any new Weibo posts.

But she liked one of them.

The Weibo post read: "Yan Xun and Yuan Chun are such a perfect match! Chen Mo and Li Qin are a definite couple!"

Liked three minutes ago.

The comments section has exploded: "Dilraba, what are you doing?!"

Feng Jiu: Where is my husband?

Dilraba: I'll just look, I won't say anything.

"She's panicking, she's panicking!"

"Fans of the 'Three Lives Three Worlds' couple are crying in the bathroom."

Chen Mo looked at this and his lips twitched.

He opened Dilraba's WeChat and typed: "Why did you like that?"

Dilraba replied instantly: "Slip of the hand."

Chen Mo: "?"

Dilraba sent a "wronged" emoji: "It really was a slip of the hand — I accidentally clicked it while browsing Weibo —"

Chen Mo: "Then you can cancel."

Dilraba: "Wouldn't canceling it make me seem even more guilty?"

Chen Mo couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw the words.

"So you're going to keep it?"

Dilraba: "Fine, keep it then. Anyway, everyone knows I've seen it."

She paused.

"and----"

"And what?"

Dilraba sent a voice message.

Chen Mo clicked on it.

Her voice carried a hint of laughter and a touch of coquettishness: "Besides, you were always mine."

Chen Mo looked at the words and couldn't suppress the smile on his face.

"childish."

Dilraba: "So what if it's childish?"

On television, "Princess Agents" has already aired its third episode.

Yan Xun and Yuan Chun were still interacting sweetly.

The comments section was still flooded with "They're a perfect match."

Chen Mo leaned back on the sofa, looking at the conversation on his phone screen, and suddenly a question came to mind:

What will Meng Ziyi's expression be when he sees these trending topics?

He thought for a moment, then couldn't help but laugh out loud.