Chapter 392: A Seriously Severe

"Cough, cough, cough"

"Take a deep breath, dizziness is normal~"

To be fair, Bai Liang's comfort at such a moment was quite considerate.

But he kept patting the young lady's back gently, delaying her from finding a trash bin or heading to the restroom.

After swallowing, her gaze turned resentful, nearly slapping him across the face.

You sleaze, you did that on purpose, didn't you?

Bai Liang looked innocent—he just thought she might have choked or been short of oxygen.

But it seemed his good intentions had backfired.

So he quickly reached for a bottle of mineral water.

Mao Xiaotong: That's more like it!

Glug, glug.

Halfway through drinking, Mao Xiaotong suddenly realized something was off—she'd swallowed every last drop!

She should've rinsed her mouth!

Finally unable to hold back, she shoved Bai Liang away and stood up to leave.

The door hadn't even closed yet?!

At that moment, she tensed all over and hurried to the door.

Finding no one outside, she sighed in relief—but then looked up and spotted a shadow flickering past down the hallway.

"What's wrong?" Bai Liang asked curiously.

"N-nothing, I'm leaving."

"Huh?"

Before Bai Liang could react, the young lady truly executed a "flight through the door."

After confirming she'd genuinely run off, Bai Liang felt oddly embarrassed. Could a sister contestant really be this considerate?

Giving everything, asking for nothing in return?

Normally, it should've been his turn to step up now—was she trying to spare him from exhaustion after filming?

Still, despite Mao Xiaotong being petite—not even wearing heels, she was tiny even when she did—and standing beside Bai Liang, she looked like a little thing.

But her small body held tremendous energy, with explosive power.

She'd just shown him a bit of it earlier, and now she demonstrated it again while fleeing.

In a flash, she vanished.

This sister was surprisingly detail-oriented—even in her panic, she took the half-drunk bottle of mineral water with her.

Yet Mao Xiaotong didn't retreat to her room as Bai Liang assumed.

She recalled the shadow she'd seen, then turned straight toward Zhu Zhu Xudan's room.

"Knock, knock, knock~"

No one answered the door.

But this didn't make Mao Xiaotong think the room was empty—it only confirmed her suspicion.

The one loitering outside and peeking just now was this tipsy sister!

So she kept knocking, determined to stay until the door opened.

After a standoff of over two minutes, the door finally opened.

Zhu Zhu Xudan, hiding behind the door, poked her head out, her expression complicated.

Her gaze seemed to say: Sister, I never thought you were like this~

Mao Xiaotong felt genuinely ashamed—she'd been watching and guarding the other so carefully, yet she herself had broken down.

In short, she deeply regretted it.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have just run away like that.

But being a sister contestant, she knew the priority wasn't lingering in regret—it was dealing with this small "aftereffect."

So before Zhu Zhu Xudan could speak, she struck first: "Zhu Zhu, we're both wrapping up tomorrow—I don't think you want your little misdeed to get out, do you?"

Zhu Zhu Xudan:???

Huh?!

Misdeed? She thought her own little slip-up paled next to Mao Xiaotong's!

Compared to the other, she was practically a model student—just barely edged over the line.

The other? She'd gone all the way.

But the thirty-year-old sister declared all misdeeds were equal—no rankings needed.

After a brief, private chat inside the room, the two reached a simple understanding.

Zhu Zhu Xudan would keep her mouth shut, and Mao Xiaotong would keep her secret too.

Meanwhile,

"I won't ask why you were outside his door at that time," Mao Xiaotong said with deep implication as she left empty-handed.

These words made Zhu Zhu Xudan feel terribly guilty.

She wanted to say she was just wandering—but wandering to his door and peeking inside? There was no excuse.

Yet after Mao Xiaotong left, Zhu Zhu Xudan's curiosity flared again.

She desperately wanted to know if the sister was heading back to Bai Liang—if she was, then…

Unfortunately, after quietly trailing her for a while, she discovered Mao Xiaotong had returned to her own room.

Zhu Zhu Xudan even waited outside for a while—but the other never came out again.

Huh? After all that, and that's it—no follow-up?

It left her a bit puzzled, but she couldn't just come out and ask the person directly.

Carrying that doubt, she wandered around outside again, and as it turned out, this wandering got her into trouble!

Because she'd sleepily wandered near Bai Liang's room again.

So the question is—knock, or not knock?

After all, the door is right there.

Even if she didn't dare do anything too bad, just chatting with Big Brother Dou Xiao Bai, catching a whiff of his scent, and pocketing one or two pieces of clothing would be just wonderful~

But before she could even start, the click of high heels suddenly echoed down the corridor.

She peeked out and nearly scared herself to death.

The company's big sister—Big Mi Mi!

She had clearly dressed up on purpose, and the outfit she was wearing was awfully strange.

She was plainly in stockings and high heels, but her upper body was wrapped in a very large coat.

It made one can't help but wonder—what was she wearing under that coat? Or rather, was she wearing anything at all?

This kind of getup even resembled a common look those people doing "exposure shoots" online tend to wear.

Find a spot with no one around and just throw the coat open.

However, just as Zhu Zhu Xudan was off in her imagination, Big Mi Mi's actions told her: this is why she's the company's big sister!

As she walked over, she'd already sensed a pair of eyes secretly watching, and went straight into a stealthy flank—even in high heels!

By the time Zhu Zhu Xudan reacted, Big Mi Mi had already reached her corner and caught her red-handed!

"Oh? Where did this little thief come from~"

A teasing lilt laced with a hint of danger, in that soft milky voice of Dou Xiao Nai, struck Zhu Zhu Xudan's ears like a thunderbolt, instantly freezing her in place.

"M-Mi, Mi-jie, um, I was just taking a walk."

"Still out wandering this late~ Better head back and get some sleep."

Big Mi Mi sized her up, a smile on her face, but said nothing.

Nor did she make any verbal threats.

She simply watched her with slightly narrowed eyes.

"Okay, I'll head back now."

"Good girl. Early sleep is what keeps the skin nice. Wait till you're my age and you'll know how important taking care of yourself is—no staying up late. I'll send you some skincare products later."

"Thanks, Mi-jie."

After saying all that, Big Mi Mi didn't even bother with any evasive moves; she simply walked straight to Bai Liang's door and gently reached out to knock.

While knocking, she kept smiling at Zhu Zhu Xudan.

Only then did Zhu Zhu Xudan get a jolt and hurriedly wander back to her own room.

Back in her own room, Zhu Zhu Xudan declared that the older sisters were just too terrifying, the pressure on her heart was immense, and she even felt parched.

Conveniently, there was a bottle of water on the coffee table.

She opened it and drank.

But after one sip she found the taste a little odd—the water was fine, the bottle's mouth was the issue.

Ah!

This was the bottle of water Mao Xiaotong had left in her room earlier.

So it was one she'd already drunk from!

Girls sharing each other's drinks, water, and the like is actually pretty normal.

It's just that what Mao Xiaotong had done before drinking this bottle of water was...

Zhu Zhu Xudan stared at the thing for half a minute, and finally decided this might be a little gift from her older sister.

Mao Xiaotong: Don't you like rubbing up against things and sniffing them? This one's got a strong scent.

——

In just one night, the whole atmosphere on set had gone off.

Lin Genxin, who'd already finished his cameo, was still loitering around Bai Liang's place.

He happened to be off these two days, his home was in Shanghai, the set wasn't far from his house, and he also wanted to dodge a drinking banquet, so he simply had nothing better to do and just hung around Bai Liang's place.

After all, there really were a lot of good things on his RV! It had gotten Lin Genxin a bit addicted.

But today he could feel the atmosphere on set was a little off.

The past few days, when Bai Liang came off set or was resting and returned to the RV, it was really lively.

A bevy of beauties.

Especially on the big RV—while Bai Liang and Lin Genxin were gaming, there'd even be a cheerleading squad on the side.

Don't even mention how great the gaming atmosphere was! It made the games feel even more intense.

But today... dead quiet.

Just one Big Mi Mi sprawled on the couch, phone in hand, playing Honor of Kings, occasionally chatting with them.

Everyone else had vanished without a trace.

"Great Immortal, what's up with the set? The girls aren't paying you any attention?"

"You mean Zhu Zhu Xudan and Mao Xiaotong? They wrapped their scenes tonight."

That doesn't add up!

If they're wrapping at night, shouldn't they be gathering even more during the day?

Lin Genxin couldn't quite figure it out, but he was used to it.

After all, the Immortal has always been this bizarre; anything unusual happening around him seemed perfectly normal.

Zhu Zhu Xudan truly looked like she was fleeing in panic.

This little girl seemed quite relieved she'd finally finished filming—otherwise, when Reba came back, she'd be stuck sitting there, so awkward!

And she knew so many little secrets; in a TV drama, she'd probably not survive past three episodes.

So she didn't even attend the wrap party, claiming she had something urgent to do.

When asked what exactly was so urgent, she couldn't answer.

It was just urgent, that's all!

She ran off in a fluster, but didn't forget a single thing she needed.

The hotel cleaner who tidied her room marveled at how meticulous this Miss was—her room was as clean as if a dog had licked it.

Even the mineral water bottles she'd noticed during previous cleanings were taken away.

In contrast, Mao Xiaotong's wrap felt somewhat bittersweet.

But while she felt reluctant, she was also deeply uncomfortable—this tangled emotion clung to her, and in the end, she drank several extra glasses at the wrap party.

Clearly, her alcohol tolerance wasn't that of a fearless woman; her small face turned completely red.

But because of it, she could happily drape herself over Bai Liang.

Later, as Bai Liang helped her into the car, he felt something smear across his face.

The drunk girl's cheeks were hot and slippery—her texture was incredibly pleasant.

"Can't drink, yet drank so much."

As if hearing Bai Liang's quiet mutter, Mao Xiaotong, who had already sat properly, reached out to him again.

Drunk?

More accurately, she simply didn't want to be fully awake.

One could also say this moment was one of the most exquisite awakenings of her life, hidden within just the right degree of "tipsiness."

Watching this, Big Mi Mi beside them blinked, then smiled knowingly—said nothing.

Only after the car drove off did she poke Bai Liang. "Why do people drink, anyway?"

"Philosophical question?"

"Nope, just chatting privately—why elevate it to some lofty level with me?"

"Two kinds: one because of joy, one because of sorrow."

"In my view, some people drink to use alcohol as cover, doing things they'd never dare while sober—don't you agree?"

Looking at Yang Mi, who grinned like a fox, Bai Liang felt her words carried enormous implication.

It felt like she'd figured out everything.

"Miss Yang, want some more?"

"I don't need any~" She gently smoothed her hair, tousled by the evening breeze; her expression was unusually carefree, as if shedding her usual weariness, yet her tone was firm: "I never regret what I do, nor do I dwell on it!"

Bai Liang could vouch for that—this sister had shown zero hesitation or doubt when she'd taken the initiative in the car.

Once she made a decision, she just acted—no second-guessing, no overthinking.

She'd always had a fierce edge.

Strong actionability is one trait all great heroes have had since ancient times.

But even the strongest female lead sometimes feels tired and wants to be a little woman.

Just now, she claimed she'd only had a little, yet immediately turned around and lied, insisting she was drunk and needed Bai Liang to take care of her.

The amount she drank—if diluted in a glass of water—would be undetectable.

But Yang Mi just asked: "Did I drink or not?"

Whether she got drunk after drinking was her own business—even if one drop knocked her out, what could you do?

She said "what could you do?" but meant: "Hurry up and do something about me."

Bai Liang had no better option—he made her sweat profusely, helping the alcohol evaporate.

During this process, Big Mi Mi seemed to truly "get drunk."

She babble nonsense, eyes glazed, flailing arms and legs, yelling wildly—what's the difference from a drunkard throwing a tantrum?

Oh right, add a body flushed red.

If you insisted this was from drinking, she must have a severe alcohol allergy.

Fortunately, as the "Omnipotent God," Capybara could cure it.

A few injections, then a good sleep—and she'd be fine by morning.

Yang Mi: "A divine doctor!"

She thought Bai Liang's skill could land him on China's Got Talent.

She herself was a judge on this year's China's Got Talent and invited him on the spot to demonstrate his technique for everyone.

Bai Liang said it wasn't necessary—he could film it on his phone and let Big Mi Mi watch it later.

This terrified her; she snatched the phone and saw he hadn't even unlocked the screen.

"Don't joke like that—it's terrifying!"

You could tell she was genuinely scared, so Bai Liang kept picking up the phone several times—like finding a switch.

Each time, it made her tense up all over.

"You rascal, don't tease me like this—throw your phone far away!"

"I won't film it," Bai Liang explained.

Yang Mi opened her mouth, about to instinctively say, "Do you think I'm a little girl?"

Only little girls believe those guys' nonsense like "I'll just watch it myself" or "I'll never leak it."

In moments of deep affection, what words can't be spoken?

Sometimes the greatest lie is simply "I love you."

Even though these thoughts clearly surfaced in her mind, she still nodded, as if guided by some unseen force.

She believed him.

This now went far beyond loving and cherishing him—she gave him her very life.

At this moment, Bai Liang could have quietly recorded some videos on his phone that could instantly destroy this top-tier actress.

But he tossed his phone onto the sofa.

Since you don't want to give her emotional security, then you must fully provide security in other ways.

——

"Well, I'm off then—take good care of Reba~"

"Big Mi Mi~"

Watching the two of them playfully teasing each other, Bai Liang couldn't help but marvel at how women are born actresses.

Big Mi Mi's off-screen acting absolutely dwarfs her on-screen performance by miles!

Although Reba's trip to record "Sound of the Voice" was rushed, she returned with good news.

Hehe, she won.

For animating voices, her high-pitched, babyish tone gave her a real advantage.

But the final round recording would be tougher—there were many top competitors.

And since Reba is a top female celebrity, whether she wins or loses in the finals, there will likely be major backlash.

If she wins, trolls will accuse the show of rigging; if she loses, her fans might riot in dissatisfaction.

So not participating is best.

She originally thought that, but when she discovered the finals recording coincided with the release of "Nezha," she suddenly changed her mind.

"If I voice this, it'll help promote it, right?"

"Hmm, yes, but aren't you afraid of losing?"

"It's fine! As long as I can help you, that's enough," she grinned.

Bai Liang had originally also considered joining the show himself.

Voice acting would be perfect to promote "Nezha."

But after checking the schedule, he realized there wasn't enough time.

And he couldn't just show up out of nowhere for the finals, could he?

Mango TV might have granted him a backdoor entry, but it would definitely spark major controversy—he decided against it.

Now Reba offered to "sub in" for him, as long as he didn't mind her being bad.

"I'm nowhere near as skilled as you—I'll probably lose, so don't blame me!"

"How could I blame you? With a top female celebrity like you promoting this movie, shouldn't the investors thank you?"

"Investors? Forget it," Reba assumed Bai Liang wanted to introduce her to connections and instinctively declined.

After all, she only wanted to help—it would seem too calculating, and she disliked that feeling.

"Mom, she says she doesn't need your thanks."

Bai Liang sent a voice message through the WeChat chat interface.

Reba: Wait! Who?!

(End of Chapter)