Chapter 94 – Wedding Ring Commercial

Amber: Aren’t you a Jiang Heng fan?

A fan cursing their idol—it’s outrageous. Fans are supposed to be creatures that would just squeal over how suave their idol is, even when they play an ultimate villain.

Did Wine Get Heng’s Attention Today: Due to his terrible treatment of Yu Tang, I’ve decided to unfollow him for a minute.

Amber: …

Did Wine Get Heng’s Attention Today: Why do you look so reluctant? Aren’t you a Shen Fubai fan? Seeing Yu Tang suffer, shouldn’t you be more angry than me?

Amber: Oh… Right… I’m very angry…

Did Wine Get Heng’s Attention Today: Damn dog Chu, you’re dead tonight.

A chill ran through Jiang Heng’s skin. Although he knew the abuse was directed at the character, not the actor, as the main subject, his feelings were somewhat complicated right now…

To divert the other party’s attention, Jiang Heng casually brought up a topic.

Amber: Do you remember that post from before?

He sent the link to the “Rising Star” post.

Amber: The blogger just continued it. Look, I guessed right.

They had fiercely debated for three hundred rounds about who would top between Chu Yu and Yu Tang. Everyone with eyes could see that Chu Yu was a major top, but Shen Fubai refused to admit it.

Now, Shen Fubai had no choice but to accept it—he had just been pushed onto the couch by someone after reading this post and taught a lesson on life. He wanted to vent his anger to his good sister, but he didn’t expect one of them to throw this post back in his face.

It was like a reminder of how submissive he was.

Shen Fubai: “…”

Did Wine Get Heng’s Attention Today: We’re also unfollowing each other for a minute. Goodbye-

Jiang Heng was suddenly unfollowed and couldn’t figure out why. But seeing that the other party didn’t reply, he didn’t pay too much attention.

Compared to net friends separated by wires, he was more concerned about the little rabbit in the bedroom. They couldn’t really sleep on the sofa tonight, could they?

That would make Wine’s words come true—dead tonight.

Not sleeping with Fubai was no different from dying.

The two episodes of the TV show had ended, and the ending credits were rolling. Jiang Heng turned off the TV, looked at the time—nine o’clock at night—and it was time to go to bed.

Jiang Heng walked to the bedroom door in his slippers again and knocked. “Fubai, can you not be angry anymore?”

Two hours had passed; even the biggest anger should have subsided by now.

There was no movement inside for a moment.

Jiang Heng sighed pitifully. “Are you really going to make me sleep on the sofa? It’s almost December, and it’s cold. I don’t even have a blanket. If I accidentally roll onto the floor while sleeping, I might catch a cold…”

Click—

The door opened immediately.

What Jiang Heng saw wasn’t Shen Fubai, but an 180 cm tall white bear.

Shen Fubai hugged the big white bear and peeked out from behind it, looked at him once, then turned around and ran back to the bed with a series of pitter-patters.

Jiang Heng closed the door and entered, smiling. “Why are you hugging the big white bear?”

This plushie big white bear was Xiong Heng Heng, but Jiang Heng still didn’t know its real name and thought it was called Big White.

Xiong Heng Heng had accompanied Shen Fubai for many years, and they had developed affection while sleeping together. Although Shen Fubai no longer had the chance to sleep with Xiong Heng Heng after Jiang Heng came along, he still placed the big white bear on the single sofa in the bedroom. Usually, when Jiang Heng wanted to get intimate with Shen Fubai on the bed, and things were heating up, Shen Fubai could still call a halt, get out of bed, and seriously cover the big white bear’s eyes with a piece of cloth.

“Kids can’t peek,” Shen Fubai solemnly instructed it, covering both of its ears.

As if this toy bear truly had a soul.

Jiang Heng laughed at him. “You, never growing up.”

Shen Fubai shushed him. “It can hear.”

An 180 cm man hugging an 180 cm plushie left no space for Jiang Heng on the bed. Shen Fubai hugged Xiong Heng Heng and turned over. “Mind your own business. I’m comfortable holding it.”

“But I have nowhere to sleep now.” Jiang Heng leaned closer, barely touching Shen Fubai’s waist, when the man, like a startled rabbit, turned over with the plushie in his arms. “Don’t touch me!”

Bang—

Shen Fubai and Xiong Heng Heng fell down together.

Fortunately, there was the plushie cushioning the fall, and Shen Fubai was completely enveloped in the soft bear and didn’t get hurt.

Jiang Heng quickly lifted him up. “Did you get hurt?”

Shen Fubai was still worried about the bear. “Heng Heng, no, Big White—”

Jiang Heng: “Let it sleep on the floor.”

Shen Fubai was silent for a moment, then quietly lay in Jiang Heng’s arms. “Don’t come tonight, okay.” The passionate Jiang Heng was like an Alpha in heat, frightening Shen Shifu.

Jiang Heng showed a surprised expression. “How could you think that way? I’m not that kind of person.” He had planned to let Fubai rest properly.

Shen Fubai was even more surprised. “Aren’t you?”

Jiang Heng played with Shen Fubai’s hand. “You’ve wronged me.”

Shen Fubai’s fingers were long and beautiful, the diamond ring on his index finger and the engagement ring on his middle finger drawing attention. Shen Fubai dared not wear these two rings during events for fear of the media uncovering his relationship with Jiang Heng, but he was reluctant to take them off once he returned home.

In fact, the day to announce it was approaching. Sheng Entertainment had changed hands, and Shen Fubai had long since broken free from the company’s control. “Pear Blossoms” aired, achieving success in both reputation and ratings, and his transition from idol to actor was successful.

All that was missing was a suitable opportunity.

Jiang Heng touched his empty ring finger. “This finger will soon have a ring on it.”

Shen Fubai was startled. “Have you set the wedding date?”

“No, I got you an endorsement,” Jiang Heng said, telling him about the wedding ring commercial. Shen Fubai’s first reaction after hearing it was, “Your brother is capable of great things.”

Allowing his girlfriend to shoot a wedding ring commercial with another man, though respectful, was too clear-headed.

“What would you do?” Shen Fubai was curious.

“I wouldn’t agree,” Jiang Heng decisively said, “Even if it’s fake. I’d rather lose this endorsement opportunity and find you more and better resources.”

“It’s quite romantic,” Shen Fubai nodded, “But it doesn’t suit running a company.” A company’s decision-maker always thinks of benefits, not putting emotions above everything else.

“So he’s a businessman,” Jiang Heng said, “A very successful businessman.” And he could only bankrupt the company.

Jiang Yuan and the career-focused Yang Yingying, who lived freely, could be considered a perfect match in some ways.

There were hundreds of types of people in the world, and there would be hundreds of pairs of lovers interacting in different ways. But love was the same.

“The commercial shoot is in Shanghai,” Shen Fubai suddenly remembered something, “Ethan called me today and said he’s doing a runway show in China, also in Shanghai, and the timing is similar to when we’ll be shooting the commercial.”

Jiang Heng: “Looks like you can meet up early.”

End of November, Shanghai.

Their commercial shoot was earlier than the fashion runway. The commercial was actually very short—in the holy church, three pairs of newlyweds put on rings symbolizing “once-in-a-lifetime love” for their partners, embracing and kissing under the blessings of the priest and all the guests.

The commercials for the three pairs of actors were shot separately, with only Yang Yingying’s pair using the technique of false positioning.

Yang Yingying was primarily an actress, and her status didn’t allow her to refuse anything. She used to kiss for real in her previous acting, but suddenly requesting false positioning raised doubts.

Yang Yingying smiled brightly. “Can’t help it. I could be wild when I was single, but now, the one at home gets jealous.”

Her male co-star, Bai Shaohua, understood.

Yang Yingying wasn’t worried about her relationship being exposed—she had too many scandals for the media to bother reporting.

Without misunderstandings or slander, she had indeed been wild when she was single; it was her nature. Now that she had reconciled and settled down, it was her choice.

Everyone had their own way of living. Yang Yingying wasn’t a pure, innocent flower, but Jiang Yuan loved her.

As outsiders, they could do nothing but bless them.

The other female celebrity couple was much more open. They had been publicly together for years, a well-known pair of lovers who bravely came out before same-sex laws were passed.

Under the gaze of cameras and everyone, they kissed passionately without any restraint, even causing a chorus of cheers.

Shen Fubai watched a bit nervously. “It’s our turn soon.”

Jiang Heng held his slightly cold hand. “Don’t be afraid, it’s not like we haven’t filmed a kiss scene before.”

“That was when we weren’t real lovers, and I could tell myself I was acting.” Shen Fubai muttered, “Now, I always feel like we’re really going to get married…”

Jiang Heng smiled gently. “Then treat it as a rehearsal for the marriage process.”

Beforehand, they were nervous, but when it was their turn, and the solemn wedding march began, Shen Fubai suddenly felt calm.

Both he and Jiang Heng wore white suits, with roses in the breast pockets, walking down the long red carpet side by side in the music.

The commercial didn’t require them to go through the entire wedding ceremony. After filming the red carpet scene, they only needed to exchange rings and kiss.

They had already removed the original two rings from their hands, leaving their fingers clean.

Under the camera’s tracking, they exchanged rings, symbolizing once-in-a-lifetime love.

Then, under everyone’s watchful eyes, Jiang Heng slightly lowered his head, wrapped his arm around Shen Fubai’s shoulder, and their lips met.

Shen Fubai tilted his head, enduring Jiang Heng’s gentle intimacy, his beautiful face blushing.

The scene was beautiful.

Breath-taking.

…If he didn’t release him soon, he was going to suffocate to death. Shen Fubai’s face, red from lack of breath, was slightly contorted where the camera couldn’t capture it.

He really wanted to bite this person’s tongue off—

Beijing.

Yu Xiaoxiao was on the phone. “President Han, I need an explanation. Why did the company give the Shenjiu Group’s commercial endorsement to Yang Yingying?”

Shenjiu Group was one of China’s top companies, and obtaining its endorsement would greatly increase a celebrity’s value. In terms of fame and status, this opportunity should have gone to her.

But the company gave it to Yang Yingying.

The airing of “Pear Blossoms” had genuinely won Yang Yingying a large number of fans and brought many curses upon Yu Xiaoxiao. The two fandoms were already bitter enemies, and the main figures had a hostile relationship.

The incident in Wu Shan’s Wang Village had subtly improved their relationship, but this couldn’t overcome the interests at stake in the entertainment industry.

At that moment, Han Sheng was hugging a foreign girl across the ocean, enjoying a leisurely vacation. “Miss Yu, has the internet just reached your village? I’ve already transferred Sheng Entertainment.”

“What? To whom?” Yu Xiaoxiao had been shooting abroad for a period of time and had no idea about this. The decisions among the upper echelons were too quiet.

She and Han Sheng had had an ambiguous relationship. To be precise, she had become famous initially because she had hooked up with Han Sheng—Han Sheng had never rejected pretty women, the difference only lying in how long the relationships lasted.

Yu Xiaoxiao was busy making a call when she bumped into Ye Ziran’s ice cream; the person she was calling at the time was Han Sheng.

Unfortunately, Han Sheng lost interest in her after a while, but it didn’t matter, as she was already famous.

“Jiang Heng,” Han Sheng, annoyed at being questioned, said a name and hung up the phone, leaving Yu Xiaoxiao in a daze for a long time.

As for the fact that Jiang Heng later transferred the company to Jiang Yuan, Han Sheng hadn’t paid attention.

Yu Xiaoxiao didn’t expect it to be Jiang Heng. Also an actor, the company could be bought and sold at will? A colleague became a superior and boss overnight; she was a bit conflicted.

The two had spent time in the same crew, and at that time, Jiang Heng had reacted indifferently to her but cared a lot about Yang Yingying.

Was there something going on between Jiang Heng and Yang Yingying?