QWAPMP Chapter 58

Chapter 58 President Male Supporting Character

Early the next morning, as soon as Xiao Wen and He Lin started their live stream, they saw comments from online viewers constantly discussing what happened last night.

Both were confused; what happened last night?

He Lin and Xiao Wen exchanged glances, then took out their phones to watch the replay of last night’s live stream. At first, He Lin watched with a smile on her face, but when the handprints appeared on the wall behind her, her smile gradually faded. Xiao Wen was still looking at the comments when he turned his head and saw her looking horrified. “What’s wrong?”

He Lin quickly stuffed the phone to him and explained to the comments in the live stream, “I’m timid, let Brother Xiao Wen watch.”

Xiao Wen didn’t know what was in the live stream replay. He took the phone and looked down, and what met his eyes were close-up shots of several handprints.

The camera was dim, and nothing else could be seen around, only the handprints on the wall were clearly visible, along with five blood-red scratch marks running downwards from them, the bloodstains extending to the corner of the wall.

Xiao Wen’s expression froze. He Lin called him, “Brother Xiao Wen? Brother Xiao Wen…”

Xiao Wen snapped back to his senses, his expression no better than He Lin’s before. He exited the live stream replay, forced a relaxed smile, his eyes hiding fear. “Looks like this villa is indeed strange. The viewers are so impatient, why don’t we go up and take a look first?”

Xiao Wen could only ask He Lin, because at this time everyone else hadn’t woken up yet, and last night, the others did a private live stream without calling the two of them, so the traffic was now skewed towards them.

Xiao Wen didn’t want to miss this wave of traffic. Despite being scared of the handprints that appeared in the live stream replay, it was daytime now, and even if there were ghosts, they wouldn’t dare come out.

He Lin wanted to refuse, but the next second she saw Xiao Wen’s threatening gaze. “He Lin, look, many fans want to see it. How about we satisfy everyone’s curiosity?”

He Lin’s expression was subtle. She also knew that going up to live stream now would be beneficial. After hesitating for a few seconds, He Lin agreed.

The camera crew member carrying the camera followed them up, thinking about how unnerved his colleague was when he returned yesterday, even needing to go to the restroom with him. He was also very curious.

At eight o’clock in the morning, a rolling sound came from the second-floor staircase landing, accompanied by a man’s pained cry.

Three room doors opened simultaneously, and several figures peeked out together. Huo Sang yawned with a sleepy look, and before he could ask what was going on, he was startled by Xiao Wen, who was on the ground groaning in pain.

“Xiao Wen, what are you doing?” Scaring people first thing in the morning, is he sick? Huo Sang complained inwardly, his face had heavy dark circles, he hadn’t slept well last night.

Qin Yan had a bad temper upon waking up, standing by the door watching, his face very dark.

Someone didn’t sleep well last night, and he wasn’t doing any better.

Compared to the others, Yan Ye had a better complexion. He even walked over personally, intending to help the person up.

When Xiao Wen noticed so many people had arrived, his frightened expression slowly returned to normal. The second before Yan Ye reached out to pull him up, he stood up limping.

“Sorry for disturbing you all, I didn’t look where I was going when I went downstairs just now and fell.”

Yan Ye’s outstretched hand paused in mid-air, awkwardly retracted, then he looked up, his eyes, as gentle as water, met He Lin’s gaze from the staircase. He smiled faintly, “Be careful next time. Don’t end up like me, drank too much and woke up here.”

Unrelated topics were suddenly pulled together, and no matter how you heard it, it felt strange. Xiao Wen muttered that he would be careful next time and then apologized again.

The live stream was still on, and everyone could see the camera crew member beside He Lin, so they didn’t say anything more.

Song Yang was not a guest, nor would he give Xiao Wen a good attitude. He raised his eyes impatiently, “So noisy.”

This was another young master with a bad temper upon waking up. Yan Ye quietly observed and then asked Huo Sang what time it was.

“Eight-thirty. What’s wrong, Brother Yan?” Huo Sang asked.

“Are you all eating breakfast?” Yan Ye asked. This question was addressed to all the guests.

They were on a deserted island now, so there wouldn’t be much for breakfast. Huo Sang shook his head, indicating he wanted to go back to sleep for a while, and Qin Yan felt the same way.

Yang Fan’s eyes, however, drifted uncertainly. After a while, seeing that the people beside him didn’t express interest in breakfast, they probably wanted to go back to sleep. He said with a smile, “I’m eating breakfast!”

Just when Yang Fan thought he could separate from Xie Jifeng for a while, Xie Jifeng also said he wanted to eat breakfast.

Song Yang, with a sleepy face, sat between the two. On the dining table was a bowl of plain congee, with no other side dishes.

Yan Ye saw he hadn’t touched his spoon and explained lightly, “Conditions are limited, this is all we have for breakfast.”

Yang Fan didn’t mind, eating mouthfuls and praising Yan Ye’s congee for being delicious.

Yan Ye smiled without speaking, watching the young man opposite him, who had a look of disgust, finally took a bite, then ate a second bite, and a third bite with a blank expression.

The congee Yan Ye cooked was quite thick. Yang Fan asked for a second bowl and even found soy sauce in the kitchen to add.

The seasonings, rice, and other items in the villa were brought by the people Song Yang’s assistant hired to clean the villa earlier. Originally, they planned to clean for a week, and they also intended to work on the island for a week, so they brought soy sauce, vinegar, oil, salt, and rice to cook for themselves. Unexpectedly, they ran away in less than two days, leaving these things behind, which turned out to be a benefit for these people.

Song Yang finished a bowl of congee and unceremoniously asked Yan Ye for a second bowl.

Yan Ye didn’t help him serve a second bowl but looked towards the kitchen. “The congee is in the kitchen.”

Song Yang could tell Yan Ye wasn’t willing to help him and also couldn’t bring himself to ask. Yang Fan offered to get the congee for him, but Song Yang refused and took his empty bowl to the kitchen himself.

Xie Jifeng watched the person leave the dining table and said gently to Yang Fan, “President Song isn’t a child, we don’t need to help him.”

Yan Ye nodded in agreement. Two minutes passed, and Song Yang came out holding a bowl of black congee. He immediately smelled that it was congee with soy sauce,

but the color looked strange no matter how he looked at it. Looking at Yang Fan’s, that was normal.

Was Song Yang pouring soy sauce into the congee as if it was free?

“President Song, you like putting soy sauce in your congee too?” Yang Fan asked. This was a minority’s preference, and he just assumed President Song was the same as him.

“You like it?” Song Yang asked hesitantly, then saw Yang Fan nod, looking at him expectantly, waiting for his answer.

Song Yang looked hesitantly at the congee in his bowl. In fact, he just saw Yang Fan adding soy sauce to his congee and wanted to try it, he didn’t actually like it.

But this didn’t prevent him from going along with Yang Fan’s words.

“Li… cough cough…” Song Yang nearly spat out a mouthful of congee, his expression uncontrollably crumpled. The food in his mouth was neither swallowed nor spat out.

Not wanting to lose face in front of his love rival, Song Yang swallowed it down, wiped the corner of his mouth with a napkin as usual, and resisted the urge to feel nauseous as he left the dining table.

After he left, the mature and steady Xie Jifeng couldn’t help but let out a light laugh. It was rare to see Song Yang suffer a setback.

Although Yang Fan found his laughter strange, he was still very concerned about his own boss. He looked at Yan Ye. “Do you want to go check on President Song? He seems a bit off?”

No matter how much you like putting soy sauce in congee, you shouldn’t add this much, it must be extremely salty.

“Why should I go?”

“Ah? Aren’t you…” Speaking halfway, Yang Fan remembered the live stream was still on and quickly stopped talking, his eyes panicking.

That was close, he almost said something he shouldn’t have just now.

After all, he saw President Song grab Yan Ye’s hand with his own eyes last night. Their relationship must not be simple, right?

The audience in the live stream were unhappy that Yang Fan stopped talking halfway.

【Hahaha, Yan Ye’s expression seems to be saying to Yang Fan, why should I go, instead of you? Is President Song’s joke that funny?】

【Why, why, I have a hundred thousand whys in my heart at this moment?】

【Aren’t you… aren’t you what? Yang Fan, hurry up and say it!】

【Does Yang Fan know something that we online viewers don’t?】

Yang Fan thought long and hard and came up with another excuse. “Because you knew President Song a night longer than us!”

Yan Ye palmed his forehead, looking at Xie Jifeng and then at Yang Fan. Was this one of the pure, innocent male leads?

“You are an artist under President Song’s company,” Yan Ye said speechlessly, pulled out a chair, went into the kitchen to put away the bowls and chopsticks, and left under Yang Fan’s confused expression.

Xie Jifeng’s speechless eyes held a hint of pampering. He tapped Yang Fan’s head with the back of his hand. “Talk less next time.”

There were three coconuts left in the courtyard. Yan Ye went over, got a tool, and opened one. He asked the camera crew member filming if he wanted one and opened one for him too.

The coconuts were picked by everyone at the beach and were free. The camera crew member was also not polite and asked for one, drinking it while filming Yan Ye opening the coconut from the side.

The camera crew member found Yan Ye to be a quiet person. When no one was around, this guest’s expression was cold and indifferent, with very few smiles, and he spoke very little. He also didn’t interact with fans but went about his own business.

Yan Ye took the coconut to Song Yang. The other person didn’t take it immediately, still angry about what happened in the morning, his handsome face cold.

“What do you want? Don’t think you can please me with one coconut.” Song Yang unconsciously licked his lips, feeling a bit thirsty.

It was all because the congee this person cooked was too salty.

Song Yang selectively forgot that it was himself who added soy sauce to the congee as if it were free, leading to the congee being ultimately difficult to swallow.

Yan Ye wasn’t trying to please him. Song Yang wasn’t worth him trying to please. Giving him a coconut was just a thank-you gift for taking him in for a night, as compensation.

“Not trying to please President Song, just a thank-you gift. Do you want it? If not, I’ll drink it myself!”

The man’s voice was magnetic and low, not flattering, and the tone was pleasant to the ear, which largely dispelled the anger. “Since it’s a thank-you gift, give it to me then.”

Song Yang’s arrogance and rudeness were not new. Even when receiving someone else’s thank-you gift, his posture was high and mighty, his attitude annoying, yet no one could do anything about him.

The viewers in the live stream sometimes had mixed feelings about him, both liking and disliking him, but it was impossible to give up the show just because of Song Yang alone.

After waking up from his second sleep, Huo Sang felt much more awake. He remembered being woken up earlier and was curious why Xiao Wen had fallen. He picked up his phone and opened Xiao Wen’s morning live stream replay.

Around eight in the morning, after watching their live stream from last night, Xiao Wen also went to the third floor to live stream.

Even though it was daytime, the third floor, under the camera’s lens, still revealed an eerie gloominess. The entire floor retained traces of having been ravaged by a large fire.

Blackened glass windows, blackened walls, and the creepy handprints, everything revealed a sense of the strange.

Huo Sang shrunk his neck, looked at the person who was still sleeping, and decided to keep watching for a while.

At this point in the live stream, He Lin could tell she was getting scared. She told Xiao Wen to leave and wait for everyone to wake up before exploring together.

Xiao Wen agreed with her. As the two were about to go downstairs, a creaking sound came from one of the rooms on the third floor. He Lin screamed in fright, and Xiao Wen immediately missed a step on the stairs, rolling directly down from the top, waking everyone up.