Chapter 83: The Top-Tier Patron Makes a Move, Sending Zhu Yuan to the Peak

Such overbearing words made Zhu Yuan freeze for a moment, before she said in a fit of shame and anger, "It's just a dog."

"You're comparing a dog to me?" Sheng Yu narrowed his eyes.

Zhu Yuan thought of the scene from last night where he disregarded her wishes, stripped her clothes off, and buried his head in her chest, and she said without thinking, "You aren't my man."

Sheng Yu tossed the dog onto the sofa to the side and pinched her chin, "What, a whole night wasn't enough for you to remember who your man is?"

"You only sleep with me, you don't love me." The stubbornness in Zhu Yuan's eyes was bright and piercing, "My man must be someone who loves me wholeheartedly and cherishes me. Someone who just occupies my body, what kind of man is that!"

"If I don't love you or cherish you, then I'm not your man, is that it?" The force in Sheng Yu's hand tightened a little.

Zhu Yuan felt some pain, and her body leaned toward him involuntarily, trying to ease his grip, but the next second, Sheng Yu released his shackles on her.

Zhu Yuan was terrified that if she continued to stay here, she would be trapped on the bed by him again to do things she didn't want to do.

She turned to walk out the door, when suddenly Sheng Yu's hand reached over and pressed against the doorknob.

Zhu Yuan turned her head, and the man's other hand reached past her side and pressed against the wall.

He circled her into his embrace.

Even though he hadn't touched her at all, being circled by him like this made Zhu Yuan feel more nervous and frightened than if he were holding her directly.

The man lowered his eyes to stare at her face and asked her, "What kind of man do you want?"

She glanced at him quickly, "Am I allowed to say?"

"Go ahead." The man appeared very tolerant and magnanimous, as if it didn't matter what she said.

Zhu Yuan didn't believe Sheng Yu was a magnanimous person, but from last night until now, she understood one thing: he hadn't stood up for Ning Chu, hadn't even mentioned Ning Chu, and was only brooding over the fact that Pei Ling had gone to find her.

Perhaps her weight in his heart wasn't great, but it was still more than enough compared to Ning Chu.

Yet, facing Sheng Yu, she only felt fear and tension; this feeling of her life being completely controlled made her feel suffocated.

So when the man pinched her chin and told her to speak properly, she looked at his face and said, "My requirements aren't high. He doesn't need to be too tall, just a bit over 1.8 meters is fine. He doesn't need to be too good-looking either; I don't like it when someone is too much of a magnet for attention. A wheat-colored complexion is best. I don't like men who smoke, so it's best if he doesn't touch tobacco or alcohol. He needs to have a good temper, a gentle personality, and shouldn't get angry at the drop of a hat. He doesn't need to be too rich; men easily go bad when they have money. He doesn't need to be powerful either; the wealthy circles are too complicated, and I'm afraid."

As Sheng Yu listened to the first half, he subconsciously thought of Lu Huaizhan, and his expression grew increasingly dark.

But upon hearing the latter part, he gradually narrowed his eyes.

This was describing the exact opposite of him.

He stared at Zhu Yuan's unblushing face, "So you think I'm tall, powerful, and good-looking?"

Zhu Yuan: "..."

She had said so many of his flaws, and he hadn't remembered a single one.

"I was talking about the standards for my man."

Being stared at so directly by him, Zhu Yuan had nowhere to hide her gaze, and her guilty conscience had nowhere to escape.

Sheng Yu chuckled, leaned down to look at her guilty appearance, and kissed her on the lips, "What's the point of a man like that?"

He pulled the door open and walked out.

Leaving Zhu Yuan standing there in a daze.

Feiyuan ran over and circled around her feet.

It whined, "Woo woo woo," disturbing her peace of mind.

Until an abrupt phone ringtone sounded.

She came back to her senses, searched everywhere for her phone, and finally found it on the sofa where Sheng Yu had tossed it.

As soon as the call connected, Ji Xiang's screeching laughter came from the other end: "Xiao Fengzheng! My god! You've done it!"

Zhu Yuan's eardrums were about to be pierced.

She hurriedly moved the phone a distance away, and only after her hearing recovered did she ask, "What happened?"

"You don't know yet! Your vote count has exploded!" Ji Xiang screamed excitedly.

"Your vote count suddenly surpassed Ning Chu, leaving her behind by a height of Mount Everest. I don't know which top-tier patron made a move, but heaven has eyes!"

After hanging up, Zhu Yuan opened the voting channel.

Sure enough, her vote count was far ahead of Ning Chu's.

The vote counts of the five stage actors were displayed in a bar chart; at a glance, Zhu Yuan's vote count was as high as Mount Everest, while the other three actors' votes were like steep slopes on a grassland, and Ning Chu's vote count could at best be described as a small hill.

This contrast was to the extent that anyone who saw it would curse it as insane.

Zhu Yuan stared at the vote count, her heart pounding wildly.

Who could the top-tier patron Ji Xiang mentioned be?

Ning Chu scattered everything on her vanity onto the floor!

She held her phone and cried out: "Dad, please think of a way to pull my vote count up!"

The middle-aged man on the other end of the line said in a deep voice: "How can I pull it up? The internet trolls can't be bought anymore!"

"How can they not be bought? Throw money at it! Didn't you say you would throw money to promote me no matter what?" Ning Chu said aggrievedly.

"Can you bear to watch your precious daughter be suppressed by someone else? How will I be able to survive in the theater circle after this?"

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became; what exactly did this Zhu Yuan want to do!

She wanted to snatch and fight for everything with her!

First, she made her lose face in front of Second Master Pei, and then...

Could it be that Second Master Pei bought the trolls for her?

No!

Absolutely not!

"Dad, please think of a way, I can't lose to her!"

The man said with a headache: "Can't you see it yet? That Zhu Yuan has a capital tycoon behind her making moves. We can't even buy trolls now. Although the Ning Family is wealthy and powerful, how can we compare to a major financial group?"

In Kyoto, the major financial groups were none other than the Sheng Family and the Pei Family.

"Could it really be Second Master Pei?" Ning Chu's face turned ashen.

On the other end of the phone, Father Ning said in a deep voice, "If it really is the Pei Family, only the Sheng Family stepping in can pull you out of this."

"Then I'll call Yu Ge..." Just as Ning Chu finished speaking, she remembered the grievance she had suffered at Zhu Yuan's place yesterday.

She had sent Sheng Yu many messages and he hadn't replied; would he ignore her?

"The Sheng Family surely won't care about this money, and the media must also give the Sheng Family face; you should first test Sheng Yu's attitude."

Ning Chu hesitated, not daring to say that Sheng Yu had called the dance she performed a "two-hundred-IQ dance" that day.

But seeing Zhu Yuan's far-leading vote count, and with the deadline tomorrow, she would face mockery from countless people by then.

Compared to facing public mockery, what did it matter if she was insulted by Sheng Yu a couple of times?

Anyway, only she herself would hear it; she would just grit her teeth and endure it.

Ning Chu finally summoned her courage and dialed Sheng Yu's number.

The phone rang for a long time before the other party answered.

"Yu Ge..." Ning Chu's voice was laced with tears the moment she spoke, her tone unconsciously affected, "I've run into trouble."

Hearing this affected, high-pitched tone, Sheng Yu frowned and hung up the phone immediately.