Chapter 2964: You Are My Fashion Darling 23

Jin Chen finished saying that, the whole venue fell silent for a few seconds, then everyone looked toward the judges' bench in unison.

Qi Jing sat beside Chenshu, silently shifted over, turned sideways to make space, his tone carrying a hint of watching the show. "Please."

Victor exaggeratedly cupped his face, leaned close to Anna Kate's ear and whispered, "My God, can I watch this for free?"

These judges, although their status is not low, are ultimately just workers in front of Chenshu.

Toward this young yet unfathomable Chief Executive Officer, there is awe, and even more curiosity. Usually Chenshu is aloof and noble, unattainable; when has anyone seen him like this… being called out in public and having to cooperate in performing such a bizarre scene.

This contestant Jin Chen is indeed extraordinary, able to let the Chief Executive Officer be so indulgent, even personally joining him in his mischief.

Chenshu walked toward the performance area, stopping a few steps away from Jin Chen and Gu Chen Zhou.

Jin Chen reached out and put his arm around his waist, appearing casual yet with a hint of affectionate control, his fingertip lightly pressing on his side.

Jin Chen lowered his gaze, looking at the person half-embraced in his arms, moved closer, his voice lazy, the tail slightly rising.

"How come, you don't greet the person you like?"

Gu Chen Zhou stood there, a bit stiff.

He wasn't quite sure how Chenshu understood this part of the plot.

According to his and Jin Chen's earlier plan, Chenshu should be the character imprisoned for five years, enduring humiliation, submitting completely.

But Chenshu's gaze at him was too calm, lacking the complex feelings toward an old love, as if looking at an irrelevant stranger.

Gu Chen Zhou felt like he was about to go crazy inside, but his professionalism forced him to stay steady.

He quickly adjusted his expression, showing reluctance and indescribable complex emotion: "Sorry, I didn't know… he would treat you like this."

Jin Chen heard this, his eyes flickered, the arm around Chenshu's waist tightened, pulling their bodies closer.

He slightly lowered his head, resting his chin in Chenshu's shoulder niche, gave a light laugh, yet with a chilling creepiness: "How about, do you need me to give you some time to catch up properly?"

Jin Chen said this, raising his free hand, fingertips teasingly lifting Chenshu's chin, then lowered his head and kissed him.

He bit Chenshu's lower lip and held it for a few seconds, enough to leave tooth marks and a slight sting.

Chenshu's eyelashes fluttered, he did not push away, nor did he avoid, instinctively clutching the fabric of Jin Chen's shirt at his waist.

Jin Chen pulled back slightly, his fingertip lingering over Chenshu's bitten lower lip, stroking it lightly, and asked maliciously: "In front of the person you like, being kissed like this by me… what does it feel like?"

His tone was flat, but combined with that earlier possessive kiss and the present motion of his fingertip brushing over the lips, it inexplicably exuded a heart-pounding tension.

The whole venue: "!!!"

: fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!!

: Mother asks why I'm screaming while kneeling!

: Otaku bro, you're really brave! Forcefully kissing the Chief Executive Officer in front of the whole nation and even biting!

: Is the script written like this?! I can't understand it! But it's so thrilling!

: Imprisonment play, forced love, declaring sovereignty in front of the white moonlight, too many elements!

: Could there be a twist?! Could the imprisonment be fake?! Why isn't Chenshu Zong scared at all!

: Whatever! Let's ship it out of respect!

In this almost out-of-control scene, the forcibly kissed Chenshu lightly gripped Jin Chen's wrist, stared at him for several full seconds, his eyes complex and indecipherable, as if in this tremor he subtly leaked genuine feeling, a tenderness wrapped in layers, almost overflowing, and an almost indulgent affection.

Chenshu: "You think I like him?"

Jin Chen slightly narrowed his eyes, following Chenshu's words, using a tone that sounded creepy, as if he might snap someone's neck the next second, he countered softly: "How, you don't like him? Back then… why did you split us up?"

Chenshu slightly tilted his head, bringing his cheek close to Jin Chen's neck, in a posture almost reliant and affectionate, his fingertips lightly brushing Jin Chen's cheek.

"The person I like is you; otherwise, why would I… willingly be imprisoned by you for five years?"

Willingly.

This is no longer a Pervert's control over a helpless victim, but has become a case where one wishes to strike and the other wishes to endure, an utterly Distorted yet utterly deep conspiracy.

Jin Chen also froze.

He had imagined various reactions from Chenshu, perhaps following his script and playing it out, perhaps improvising on the spot with another explanation, but he hadn't expected Chenshu to give such an answer.

"Is that so……" he murmured, repeating.

Chenshu sensed his momentary loss of focus and wavering, the hand cradling Jin Chen's cheek gently stroking the sensitive skin behind his ear: "You cannot doubt my love."

"No matter when."

"Whether in this absurd plot, or outside the script, in real life."

Jin Chen's pupils contracted slightly, then he suddenly didn't know what to say.

Gu Chen Zhou stood at the side: "……"

Is the script like this?

He looked at Jin Chen, then at Chenshu, then at Jin Chen again.

Are these two actually acting or is it real?

How could he completely not understand?

However, his appearance, though accidentally fitting, perfectly matched the tragic first-love image of someone who suddenly realizes he is the outsider.

At that moment, the director's voice came from the loudspeaker: "Time's up, the performance is over!"

Jin Chen released the hand gripping Chenshu's neck, stepped back, and opened the distance between them that was ambiguous to the extreme.

Thank you, Chenshu Zong, for your cooperation.

The speed of his face-changing, the effortless control of his acting, is awe-inspiring.

That guy who just forcibly kissed his rival on stage, whose gaze could kill, that evildoer seems merely everyone's illusion.

Chenshu watched his pretended aloofness, lightly brushed over his somewhat sore lower lip, gave Jin Chen an annoyed glance, and whispered in a breathy voice: "You."

: Ahhhhh I'm dead I'm alive! This acting! This twist!

: Willingly! He said willingly! Save me, what a beautiful love!

: Chenshu Zong's lip-touching motion, is he savoring it? So astringent, so astringent, so astringent!

Aloof guy: I feel like I'm unnecessary, yet also feel important (confused)

So, was that part just now an act or really genuine?!

It's definitely an act.

But why do I feel their glances at each other are off…

I also feel it's off.

In the scoring segment, Jin Chen and Gu Chen Zhou's team unsurprisingly got the highest score.

Victor even stood up and clapped: "So wonderful! This is the most tense performance I've ever seen!"

Qi Jing glanced at Chenshu, then finally wrote a high score on the scoreboard.

When Jin Chen thanked them, he reverted to his lazy demeanor, as if the earlier crazy, cold Pervert controller wasn't him.

It's somewhat nasty, but you can't bring yourself to hate it.

A few contestants watched this scene, feeling uneasy inside.

Jin Chen, a scandal-ridden suspected drug user—how? How could he receive such obvious favoritism and indulgence from Chenshu, be able to overstep bounds toward Chenshu in front of everyone, while Chenshu not only didn't get angry but seemed to enjoy it?

Is it just because of his face? Or because of that sudden, questionable talent of his?

They think their own conditions aren't bad either; some even feel that, compared to that perpetually lazy Jin Chen who gives vague answers to anyone, they are better at currying favor and accommodating.

Jin Chen can, so why can't they?