I'm in Wuha, and the whole internet is shipping me and Song Yuqi as a couple.

The minivan sped through the night on the Fourth Ring Road, so quiet inside that even the sound of the air conditioning vents seemed too loud.

Song Yuqi leaned against the left car window, staring at the streetlights flashing by outside, her fingers picking at the seam of her trousers.

Dilraba sat on the right, looking down and swiping her phone screen, her manicured nails tapping on the screen.

Jiang Che sat in the passenger seat, resting with his eyes closed, showing no intention of smoothing things over.

"Senior brother." Reba suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the car.

Jiang Che didn't even open his eyes: "Speak."

"The air conditioning is a bit cold, can I borrow your windbreaker to cover myself?" Dilraba said this very naturally, her hand already resting on the back of the seat in front of her.

Song Yuqi immediately became alert and stared intently at the back of the passenger seat.

Borrow his coat? Why don't you just borrow him directly!

Jiang Che finally lifted his eyelids and glanced at the rearview mirror: "If you're cold, turn off the air vents yourself. My clothes smell of smoke."

Dilraba pouted: "When we were filming night scenes in the dead of winter on set, you didn't mention the smell of smoke when you threw your coat at me."

This is a blatant provocation.

Song Yuqi laughed in exasperation. She reached out and turned the air vent above her head to its maximum, and a cold wind blew down.

"Since Sister Dilraba is cold, then let the wind blow on me instead. I'm not afraid of the cold, I just have a fiery temper."

The driver, Lao Chen, in the front seat trembled, and the car shook.

If a fight really breaks out in the back seat, he'll have to find a place to pull over beforehand.

Jiang Che turned his head and looked at the two women arguing in the back row. He then reached out and turned off the main air conditioning switch in the center console.

"You've had enough to eat and have more energy now, right? How about we go to the recording studio to practice singing?"

The carriage fell completely silent.

However, Song Yuqi's anger was somewhat extinguished by Jiang Che's impartial scolding.

Okay, at least he didn't hand over the clothes.

We arrived at the hotel's underground parking garage.

The three of them got out of the car and walked towards the elevator.

Just then, Deng Chao and Chen He were squatting at the elevator entrance smoking. The two guys were muttering to themselves, but when they looked up and saw this chaotic scene, they forgot to flick their cigarettes.

"Oh, you're back."

Deng Chao forced a smile. "Dilraba lives here too?"

Dilraba nodded: "It's arranged by the production team. We'll be colleagues starting tomorrow. Please take good care of me, Brother Chao."

"No problem, no problem."

Chen He shrank back and frantically nudged Deng Chao with his elbow, signaling him to watch Song Yuqi's expression.

With a sullen face, Song Yuqi pressed the elevator door open without saying a word and stepped inside.

Jiang Che followed closely behind.

Dilraba wanted to go in too, but her phone suddenly rang. She glanced at the caller ID and frowned.

"You guys go first, I need to take this call from my agent."

The elevator doors slowly closed.

Only the two of them remained in the elevator car.

Song Yuqi stood in the corner with her arms crossed, her eyes fixed on the ever-increasing floor numbers, muttering, "Why don't you go down and keep them company while they answer the phone?"

Jiang Che turned his head to look at her: "Song Yuqi, are you born in the year of the pufferfish tonight?"

What I'm a zodiac sign is none of your business.

She retorted, but her tone was noticeably softer than it had been in the car.

"OK."

Jiang Che nodded. "Then I'll talk to Lao Wu tomorrow and change the duet of 'A Little Sweet' to Dilraba. Anyway, you don't want to be my partner."

"You dare!" Song Yuqi immediately became anxious, took a step forward, and grabbed Jiang Che's hoodie collar.

Jiang Che lowered his eyes, looked at the sullen face in front of him, and flicked her forehead with his hand.

The sound was a sharp, clear "thump," not painful.

Song Yuqi covered her forehead, forgetting what she was doing.

"What nonsense are you thinking?"

Jiang Che lowered his voice helplessly: "She's bringing her own solo stage tomorrow. Only you can sing your song."

What is this?

Explain? Or appease?

Song Yuqi felt as if the iced soy milk she had just drunk had turned into boiling water, burning all the way up her blood vessels to the top of her head.

She didn't know whether to let go or keep gripping Jiang Che's collar, and in the end, she could only manage to stammer out a dry sentence.

You had better keep your word.

Jiang Che looked at her bright red ears and couldn't help but smile slightly.

This puppy is so easy to coax.

The next afternoon, at the Beijing Workers' Stadium.

Five Haha Concert Preview Station.

Although the venue only had a capacity of 20,000 people, the tickets sold out in three seconds because of the previous trending topic.

Backstage was in complete chaos, with makeup artists and stagehands running around everywhere.

Lu Han touched up her makeup in front of the mirror with a powder puff, then turned to look at Jiang Che, who was sitting in the corner playing on his phone.

"Old Jiang, aren't you nervous? People outside are calling your and Yuqi's names."

"Will being nervous earn me 20% more?" Jiang Che didn't even look up, his fingers swiping rapidly across the screen as he continued playing the match-3 game.

On the other side, Song Yuqi sat in the makeup chair, letting the makeup artist work on her face.

She wore a rhinestone-studded camisole with a high-waisted pleated skirt today, looking incredibly sweet, but her eyes kept glancing diagonally across from her.

Diagonally opposite is Dilraba's individual dressing table.

Dilraba wore a black sequined high-slit dress today and was closing her eyes while the makeup artist applied eyeshadow.

Aura isn't something you can win by wearing more clothes. Some people just sit there and exude queen-like presence.

Seemingly sensing the gaze, Dilraba opened her eyes and met Song Yuqi's gaze through the mirror.

She picked up the lipstick from the table and turned around.

"Yuqi, you look really cute today."

Song Yuqi suppressed her anger and forced a standard business smile.

"There's no way around it, Jiang Che said this song has to have this youthful vibe, and he said no one else can pull it off."

Bringing Jiang Che into the fray would allow them to launch a direct counterattack.

Dilraba chuckled and snapped the cap back on her lipstick: "Really? Then I'll have to enjoy it properly from the audience later."

At that moment, the stage manager rushed backstage with a megaphone.

"Attention all departments! The show starts in five minutes! Deng Chao, Chen He, and Lu Han, get ready to warm up the crowd! Dilraba, get ready for your first solo performance!"

The atmosphere backstage suddenly became tense.

The trio of five huskies high-fived each other and strode confidently onto the stage. A deafening roar of cheers erupted from outside.

Dilraba stood up, straightened her skirt, and stopped as she passed Jiang Che.

"Senior brother."

Jiang Che locked his phone screen and looked up at her.

"Don't worry. Go ahead."

Dilraba walked towards the waiting area in high heels.

Song Yuqi sat in the chair, watching their perfectly synchronized interaction, and the sour feeling she had just suppressed started to rise again.

She stood up, walked in front of Jiang Che, and blocked his view of the passageway.

Jiang Che looked at the young girl in front of him, dressed in a rhinestone-studded halter top, and raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?"

"I'm a little nervous," Song Yuqi said matter-of-factly, making up an excuse.

"Forgot the lyrics?"

"no."

"Then why are you so nervous?"

Song Yuqi looked at him: "You didn't even wish me a successful performance."

Jiang Che laughed in exasperation.

This woman gets jealous of everything now.

The loudspeakers outside roared as the intro to Dilraba's "Preference" began, and the entire audience erupted in screams that seemed to lift the roof off.

Jiang Che didn't say anything, but walked past her and headed towards the mixing console.

Song Yuqi stood there, both angry and annoyed.

This piece of wood!

Just as she was about to turn around and go back to her seat, Jiang Che suddenly stopped and turned to look at her.

"Song Yuqi, come here."

Song Yuqi paused for a moment, then reluctantly moved over: "What?"

Jiang Che reached out and grabbed her wrist, leading her to a corner at the deepest part of the backstage passage.

The lights here are dim, and most of the noise from outside is blocked by the thick soundproofing.

"Why did you drag me here? It's almost my turn!" Song Yuqi was a little flustered; this man wasn't playing by the rules.

Jiang Che didn't let go; instead, he pinned her against the wall.

He lowered his head, and the two were so close that they could feel each other's breath.

"What were you jealous about just now?" Jiang Che's voice sounded particularly deep in the dimly lit passage.

"I didn't!" Song Yuqi stubbornly denied it.

"No?" Jiang Che laughed. "Then why is your heart beating so fast?"