Before Going on a Variety Show, the Actress Lost Her Memory - Chapter 8

Yu Wenyu finished washing up and obediently sat down at her vanity.

Her mood instantly brightened, her eyes sparkling with a fox-like cunning.

She flashed a demure smile at the camera, then picked up the moisturizer and toner beside her.

With a ritualistic tap of her fingers, she lowered her voice to a whisper: “Today, we’re doing an immersive makeup session.”

After completing her skincare routine in silence, Yu Wenyu prepared to start applying her makeup.

Xi Xiuyun, having finished making breakfast, went upstairs to call Yu Wenyu down when she didn’t appear.

She found Yu Wenyu wearing an adorable headband while applying makeup, her obedient demeanor suddenly softening Xi Xiuyun’s heart.

As she approached to call Yu Wenyu down for breakfast, her attention was caught by the comments flooding the livestream chat.

Xi Xiuyun’s expression darkened, her eyes instantly turning cold.

“Yu Zai is so cute! What kind of sack does she like? Let’s team up and steal Yu Zai!”

“I love this little fish, but I can’t beat that Xi woman.”

“I don’t care! Wife, wife, wife, wife! You’re so obedient!”

“Attention, chat! Best Actress Xi is here!”

“……”

From Xi Xiuyun’s current angle, approaching the camera would only capture her neck and below.

The audience couldn’t see her expression.

Yu Wenyu was completely absorbed in her “immersive makeup” session, oblivious to the frantic comments flooding the screen, where viewers were calling her “wife.”

At that moment, she had no idea what was about to happen.

Xi Xiuyun reached over the back of the chair, her hand gently resting on Yu Wenyu’s slender, pale neck.

She turned Yu Wenyu toward her and leaned in, pressing her lips against those soft, full ones.

Xi Xiuyun glanced at the camera, her deep-set eyes dark and intense, conveying both a warning and a challenge.

Out of the camera’s view, she nipped Yu Wenyu’s lip, the gesture dripping with possessive warning.

Caught off guard by this public display, Yu Wenyu’s face flushed crimson. When Xi Xiuyun released her, she remained silent, like a coward afraid to speak.

While Yu Wenyu remained speechless, the comments section erupted in a frenzy, the screen flooded with “Aaaaaah!”

The viewers were even more excited by Xi Xiuyun’s possessive, warning gaze.

Xi Xiuyun’s fingers curled involuntarily as she gazed at Yu Wenyu’s glistening lips, her heart swelling with satisfied possessiveness and a morbid fascination.

She pulled up a nearby chair, sat down, and picked up Yu Wenyu’s eyebrow pencil, carefully shaping the brows of her beloved.

Yu Wenyu’s features were radiant, her eyebrows perfectly arched—a masterpiece of nature’s artistry. Even without makeup, she possessed an ethereal beauty.

Xi Xiuyun’s expression softened, her gaze fixed on Yu Wenyu with unwavering devotion.

Her movements were gentle, as if handling the world’s most precious treasure.

Yu Wenyu’s heart pounded like thunder, her breath quickening under Xi Xiuyun’s intense gaze. She felt as if she were drowning in Xi Xiuyun’s affectionate stare, unconsciously gripping the corner of Xi Xiuyun’s robe.

The atmosphere between them was thick, almost suffocatingly sweet.

The live stream chat couldn’t bear to watch, frantically probing for something more. They desperately hoped the two would make a grand gesture.

After all, they never dreamed that the aloof, ascetic Xi Xiuyun they saw on screen would be such a wife-obsessed maniac.

Some eagle-eyed fans, with their “Leeuwenhoek-level” attention to detail, had even seen through Xi Xiuyun earlier than Yu Wenyu herself. They had noticed the hint of madness lurking in Xi Xiuyun’s eyes whenever she looked at Yu Wenyu.

The way Xi Xiuyun’s eyes betrayed a secret, slightly deranged joy during their intimate moments only fueled their excitement.

Yet, they maintained a tacit understanding, deliberately avoiding the topic, and waited to see how Yu Wenyu would provoke Xi Xiuyun…

In the end, Yu Wenyu’s flawless makeup was done by Xi Xiuyun herself. Her cheeks flushed, she was led downstairs by Xi Xiuyun.

Whether intentional or not, the captivating beauty mark at the corner of Yu Wenyu’s eye, usually so prominent, was now subtly muted. Even her usual “worldly extravagance” makeup had been toned down.

While this didn’t diminish Yu Wenyu’s beauty—in fact, it added a touch of gentle charm—it did conceal the subtle, alluring aura she typically carried.

Shortly after breakfast, the production team delivered the mission cards.

Yu Wenyu was still grumbling about having to do tasks even during a home livestream when Xi Xiuyun had already torn open the envelope.

After quickly reading the card, Xi Xiuyun chuckled softly, pursed her lips, and glanced at Yu Wenyu with an unreadable expression.

Yu Wenyu: …Huh?

Yu Wenyu took the card and stared at it, nearly spitting bl00d.

Some things, though universally known, become mortifying when explicitly stated.

The mission read: “In a partnership, surprises are essential, whether meticulously planned memories or simple expressions of daily affection.

 As the ‘1’ (Xi Xiuyun), please go out and prepare an unforgettable surprise for your wife, incorporating a cherished memory.  As the ‘0’ (Yu Wenyu), please prepare a surprise for your wife at home. Specific requirements are listed below.”

The production team helpfully projected the mission onto the livestream screen, ensuring the entire nation learned, under Yu Wenyu’s deadpan gaze, that she was the ‘0,’ the one on the bottom.