Chapter 14
Chapter 14: The Truth in Jokes
After absolutely devouring his seafood like a man starved, Xia Yang leaned back against the couch, let out a satisfied sigh, and—
Promptly fell asleep.
Like a well-fed cat.
The entire cast and crew just… stared.
"Did he just eat and pass out?" one of the celebrities whispered.
A host nodded slowly. "He really said 'food first, everything else later.'"
The livestream chat was just as stunned.
[User: HE REALLY ATE AND CLOCKED OUT LMAO]
[User: Man didn't even say goodnight, just KO'd]
[User: Sleeping beauty speedrun%]
While everyone was still recovering from the absurdity of the situation, Long Wei stood up.
Without hesitation, without a word, he picked Xia Yang up.
Bridal style.
Silence.
Everyone's eyes widened.
One of the female celebrities gasped and clutched her chest.
One of the hosts almost dropped their mic.
The livestream chat?
[User: WAIT WHY IS HE CARRYING HIM LIKE THAT]
[User: WHY DOES THIS FEEL SO NATURAL HELLO??]
[User: DO THEY KNOW SOMETHING WE DON'T]
But Long Wei paid no attention to the reactions. As if this was completely normal, he simply turned and walked off, carrying Xia Yang as if he weighed nothing.
Everyone exchanged looks, then scrambled to follow him.
Where was he taking him??
—
The answer?
His room.
The cameras followed as Long Wei calmly walked into his private room and gently set Xia Yang down on the bed.
Then, as if this was a completely ordinary thing to do—
He knelt down, took off Xia Yang's shoes, then started unbuttoning his shirt.
"..."
"WAIT, WAIT, WAIT—"
A host covered their mouth in shock.
One of the celebrities whispered, "Why is this giving husband taking care of his exhausted wife—"
The chat went feral.
[User: HOLD THE HELL UP]
[User: HE'S REALLY UNDRESSING HIM HELP]
[User: SIR. SIR. SIR.]
[User: WHY IS THIS SO INTIMATE WTF]
But Long Wei didn't stop.
With calm efficiency, he pulled off Xia Yang's shirt and changed him into one of his own nightwear.
It was clearly oversized on Xia Yang's smaller frame, making him look extra delicate.
And then—Long Wei leaned back.
His job was done.
He was about to stand up and leave when—
Xia Yang suddenly latched onto him.
Long Wei blinked.
He tried to pull away.
Xia Yang held on tighter.
Still asleep, still in a half-conscious daze, Xia Yang refused to let go—his arms locked around Long Wei's waist as if he was a clingy kitten.
And then—
Just as Long Wei finally freed himself and stood up—
Xia Yang moved.
With zero warning—
He suddenly pounced.
Directly onto Long Wei.
Both of them fell straight onto the bed.
"..."
The room?
Dead silent.
The cameras zoomed in.
Xia Yang, still mostly asleep, had somehow managed to tackle Long Wei down and was now snuggled against his chest.
The entire cast lost their minds.
"WAIT. WAIT. WAIT."
"HE REALLY POUNCED ON HIM??"
"HE WASN'T JOKING?!"
The chat was straight up howling.
[User: NO BECAUSE HE SAID HE WOULD POUNCE ON HIM AND HE REALLY DID]
[User: HELP I THOUGHT IT WAS A JOKE]
[User: THE PROPHECY FULFILLED ITSELF]
[User: THIS IS TOO MUCH, THIS SHOW IS ILLEGAL]
Meanwhile—
Long Wei, trapped beneath Xia Yang, simply let out a low chuckle.
"Mn. I should've expected this."
Because somehow, he wasn't surprised at all.