Before Going on a Variety Show, the Actress Lost Her Memory - Chapter 17

A pair of black, pointed-toe high heels caught the eye, encasing fair, slender feet.

The legs revealed above were delicate and pale, the slit of her long black dress accentuating their slim, straight lines.

Her slender waist seemed too delicate to grasp. When her face finally came into full view, one could almost smell the rich, lingering scent of roses emanating from her, even from a distance.

Yu Wenyu, often hailed as the “Human Embodiment of Opulence,” had once trended on social media for her unique, non-cloying “rose fragrance.”

Fans clamored for the perfume, desperate to obtain the same scent.

It wasn’t until her relationship with Xi Xiuyun was revealed that the mystery was solved.

The fragrance had been specially formulated for her by her wife.

After this incident, Yu Wenyu’s pheromones in fanfiction were permanently associated with the scent of roses.

One particular fanfic even went viral, earning a like from the official account. From then on, mentioning Yu Wenyu inevitably conjured images of roses.

Yu Wenyu herself was indeed as radiant as a rose, and like roses, she had thorns.

Her beauty, with its striking, aggressive features, was less like a rose and more like a poppy.

The moment she stepped out of the car, the live stream viewers were nearly overwhelmed by her breathtaking appearance.

Outside of acting and stage performances, Yu Wenyu typically appeared with light, natural makeup.

But today, the prominent beauty mark at the corner of her eye reminded everyone of the devastatingly beautiful face that had made Ji Xin an overnight sensation.

“Mom, I’m dead! I actually saw Yu Zai with full makeup on-screen! 😭”

“How dare those self-proclaimed ‘divine beauties’ even compare themselves? This is what a true goddess of beauty looks like!”

“Waaah, Best Actress Xi is so gorgeous too! One radiant, the other ethereal—they’re such a perfect match!”

In reality, Best Actress Xi wasn’t feeling so thrilled. The precious treasure she had coveted and cherished was now being broadcast live to the world.

Who knows what kind of chaos those viewers will unleash, flooding the comments with “Ayu, my wife!”

The mere thought of it made Xi Xiuyun’s heart churn with jealousy.

Xi Xiuyun exhaled, pushing her luggage with one hand while wrapping her other arm around Yu Wenyu’s slender waist, pulling her slightly closer. Only then did the bitter ache in her chest ease somewhat.

Caught off guard, Yu Wenyu turned to meet Xi Xiuyun’s gaze, blinking in confusion as she mouthed, “Jiejie?” as if questioning Xi Xiuyun’s overly obvious gesture.

Xi Xiuyun was blindsided by the unexpected blow: that otherworldly face, usually so composed, now wearing such an innocent, bewildered expression.

Xi Xiuyun pressed her teeth against her jaw, her expression blank as she averted her gaze, afraid to look at Yu Wenyu again.

She suppressed the desire that had surged within her almost instantly.

But her voice betrayed her act, coming out hoarse and low: “It’s nothing. Let’s go inside.”

The moment she spoke, Xi Xiuyun knew her carefully maintained facade had crumbled.

Yu Wenyu froze for a moment, then quickly recovered. But with the cameras rolling, she couldn’t openly flirt.

She turned her head away with a blank expression, though a close look would reveal the crimson blush creeping up her ears.

“Hmm? Did anyone else feel that awkward tension between them just now? Or am I imagining things?”

“Maybe it’s not your imagination. My girlfriend once made that same hoarse sound Best Actress Xi just did. And later… well, let’s just say things got pretty blissful.”

“?????? Are they going to release a ‘widow’s version’ of the livestream? I feel like an innocent dog that just got kicked.”

“Yu Zai’s ears are red! She’s definitely embarrassed. Is this some new kind of wifey-wifey foreplay?”

“Don’t worry, after the livestream ends, there will be slow-motion replays with 8x zoom. We’ll find out everything then.”

The comments section was buzzing with speculation, while the four participants on set had already begun exchanging pleasantries.

Shang Lin knew both Xi Xiuyun and Yu Wenyu, and their families had some business dealings, so they were fairly well-acquainted.

“Xiuyun, it’s been a while! You and Wenyu are still as close as ever,” Shang Lin said politely, extending his hand. He then introduced his husband, “This is my husband, Xu Keqing.”

Xi Xiuyun and Yu Wenyu returned the handshake with equal courtesy. “Uncle Shang, you haven’t aged a day. Emperor Xu, we’ve been admirers of your work for years.”

After the four exchanged perfunctory greetings, the director announced that the first group of guests to arrive would have the privilege of selecting their rooms, while the others would draw lots.

In truth, the rooms in the villa were largely identical, except for one located on the top floor.

This room featured a glass ceiling, offering a stunning view of the night sky.

Despite this tempting offer, Shang Lin and Xu Keqing chose to decline, opting instead for a fair lottery.

The production team had clearly designed this scenario to generate buzz. Even if they weren’t the most popular or highest-profile guests, there were veteran voice actors like Li Yan and Fang Wenxia, national treasures in their field. Shang Lin, having navigated the entertainment industry for years, couldn’t possibly be unaware of this.

Xi Xiuyun merely raised an eyebrow at the spectacle. It was just another basic marketing tactic in the entertainment world.