The Extravagant Alpha And The Cold Movie Queen’s Fake Act Became Real - Chapter 28

Chapter 28: Let You Do Whatever You Want.

The unfortunate thing was that little Ruan still hadn’t managed to eat meat even once before the recording of the third episode of Heartbeat Project.

No matter how carefully she approached, she could only catch the faint, elusive sweetness of Fu Ru’an’s scent, only to be teasingly yet not-too-forwardly pushed away every time.

She was starting to feel a little frustrated, even a bit sulky.

Whenever she clung to Fu Ru’an’s side, acting all sticky and spoiled, Fu Ru’an would always smile so tenderly, her voice gentle yet carrying a hint of unyielding firmness.

“The show’s about to start recording. You wouldn’t want us covered in red marks during the livestream, would you, Ruan Ruan?”

“Can’t we just do a little something on the outside…? My hands won’t go in…”

Ruan Siyi muttered unwillingly, like a restless little animal teased to the brink of impatience, craving more yet forced to restrain herself in front of her.

Fu Ru’an lifted her eyes, looking both helpless and amused:

“No. I won’t have the energy to practice dancing like this. You don’t want us to perform poorly in front of the audience, do you?”

She reached out and lightly pinched the tip of Ruan Siyi’s nose, her expression one of resignation, but the corners of her lips curled up slightly, carrying a teasing tilt.

Ruan Siyi took a deep breath, feeling both itchy and sour inside, as if a raging fire were burning fiercely within her, yet she could never truly let it out.

In the end, all the pent-up anger transformed into a single pimple, abruptly sprouting from her fair, clean face.

A small red dot adorned her apple cheek, especially conspicuous and eye-catching.

So much so that when director Aike brought the camera crew to film some behind-the-scenes footage of the stage rehearsal, she completely ignored the sour look on Ruan Siyi’s face and couldn’t help but burst into laughter, clutching her stomach.

“Xiao Ruan, you… pffft—HAHAHAHA!”

Aike patted her shoulder with a grin, her face full of mock solemnity.

“Young people, you really should take care to control your temper…”

Being teased like this only made the frustration in Ruan Siyi’s heart swell, stuck in her chest, neither rising nor dissipating.

Nearby, Fu Ru’an, who was stretching and doing leg presses, stared at the pimple on Ruan Siyi’s face and sighed helplessly.

“I told you to eat fewer potato chips, but you wouldn’t listen. Now look—karma’s got you, huh?”

【Hahahaha so Ruan Siyi brought this on herself by eating too many chips! What a hilarious celeb!】

【This is the first time I’ve heard Actress Fu speak in such a tone—Ruan Siyi, you’ve really done it this time! (thumbs up)】

【Gasp—am I the only one noticing how insane Fu Ru’an’s figure is in those shark pants during rehearsal?! That waist-to-hip ratio!!

[tears of admiration uncontrollably streaming from the corner of my mouth】

Ruan Siyi stared at the excited cameraman shoving the lens right into her face, and behind him, the makeup artist girl whose gloomy expression looked like she wanted to punch the world into oblivion. Instantly, she felt her head throbbing twice as hard.

What potato chips…?

She had barely eaten a few bags before her assistant’s chip-buying escapade was busted by her manager.

Heaven as her witness, she had only opened one bag!

The rest were all handed over to Fu Ru’an by the agent who came knocking on the door. Sister Fu also “sacrificed familial ties for justice” and, at the sincere request of Ruan Siyi’s agent, packed everything up and mailed it to her elementary school-aged niece.

Thus, Ruan Siyi’s entire box of potato chips successfully earned her the first sign of recognition in the Fu family—

For the first time, she heard the notoriously bratty little girl on the other end of Fu Ru’an’s phone call her, “Thank you, dear auntie’s annoying wife.”

Hmm…

Ruan Siyi very naturally ignored the utterly terrible adjective in that sentence and activated her brain’s keyword-capturing system.

But the little girl called her Sister Fu’s wife!

Her wife!!!

Ruan Siyi’s heart soared, and she decided to buy more snacks next time for both herself and Fu Ru’an’s niece, just so the kid could keep spouting such honeyed words.

As for that sudden, completely unexpected pimple on her face—

She shot Fu Ru’an a resentful look, acting all ruffled, and muttered under her breath:

“It wasn’t because of the potato chips… Obviously, it’s because you wouldn’t let me eat—”

Before she could finish, she abruptly realized how inappropriate that sounded and hastily clamped her mouth shut.

[Xiao Ruan, elaborate on the potato chips—no, I mean the eating dirty-minded emoji]

[Hehe, is it what I’m thinking? That physiological kind of eating~]

“Alright, alright! Now, we’re less than six hours away from the recording of Love Project Season 3—the Couples’ Heartbeat Stage. Let’s ask Teacher Fu and Teacher Xiao Ruan how their preparations are going!”

Ai Ke promptly steered the conversation back on track with a smile, deftly easing the subtly charged atmosphere.

Hearing this, Fu Ru’an smiled, casually smoothing a strand of hair over her shoulder as she turned to face the camera.

“Our preparations should be pretty good, but the final effect will only be known once we’re on stage.”

Her tone was relaxed, carrying an air of confidence about the evening’s performance, but her gaze inadvertently drifted toward Ruan Siyi’s direction.

Ruan Siyi, on the other hand, seemed a bit reserved. She scratched her head somewhat sheepishly and said, “Well… it should be alright. I’m really looking forward to collaborating with Teacher Fu.”

Not just standing by Fu Ru’an’s side as her so-called “appendage Alpha,” but like real partners, shoulder to shoulder, facing challenges and all the scrutinizing eyes together.

As soon as she finished speaking, she lowered her head and lightly pinched her fingers, as if giving herself a little pep talk.

Noticing this, Aike’s eyes flashed with a hint of mischief as she feigned surprise and asked with a laugh, “Oh? Is Teacher Ruan this nervous? Are you worried about not performing well and embarrassing Teacher Fu?”

Ruan Siyi’s cheeks flushed slightly at the teasing. She shook her head gently, a faint smile tugging at the corners of her lips, her eyes carrying a trace of seriousness.

“Maybe. After all, standing beside Teacher Fu, there’s really no room for carelessness.”

She glanced up at Fu Ru’an, a flicker of determination in her eyes.

I have to work hard and do my best to deserve someone as outstanding as Sister Fu.

Fu Ru’an raised an eyebrow slightly and slowly stood up. “It’s fine, no need to feel pressured. After all, in front of someone like Teacher Ruan, who has a dance background, I’m probably the one who should be more worried, right?”

For some reason, under Fu Ru’an’s steady gaze, Ruan Siyi’s restless heart gradually began to settle.

It was as if someone was patiently smoothing out the restless edges in her heart.

Aike chuckled and pressed further:

“Then, could the two of you give us a little hint about what kind of performance to expect tonight? Just a tiny tease for everyone~”

Hearing this, Fu Ru’an smiled faintly, her gaze lazily sweeping over the camera.

“We can’t reveal too much. All Ruan Ruan and I can say is that, to match the show’s theme, there will be some… heart-racing elements.”

Her voice was low and soft, the trailing tone carrying a hint of something unspoken, as if laced with subtle implication.

As soon as the words fell, Fu Ru’an tilted her head slightly, her eyes lowering as her gaze slowly slid toward Ruan Siyi, lingering with a touch of ambiguous tenderness.

This statement instantly raised the audience’s expectations to the max.

Ruan Siyi was so flustered by the gaze that her heart skipped a beat, her cheeks tinged slightly red. She scratched her head, adding with a mix of shyness and defiance:

“Well… anyway, tonight’s stage might show everyone a ‘different’ side of us.”

Aiko raised an eyebrow with a teasing smile:

“Oh my, does that mean we can expect some unexpected ‘heart-pounding moments’ unique to our Heartbeat Project?”

“Alright then, everyone, please look forward to our heartbeat stage at 8 p.m. tonight!”

[Stop talking, I’m so excited already (sparkling eyes)]

[What? Heart-pounding?! Does that mean there’ll be some steamy moves, hehe~]

[Good, good! Already set a reminder, don’t let us down!!]

Aiko left with the crew, leaving them the last remaining bits of rehearsal time.

Ruan Siyi watched their retreating figures, then glanced uneasily at the clock on the wall, her eyes flickering with confusion and even a hint of bewilderment.

From the very beginning of rehearsal, she had vaguely sensed something off—

Despite having no memory of any formal dance training, she could effortlessly grasp the key movements, her rhythm more precise than she’d imagined, as if her body had an instinctive familiarity with the steps. She could even memorize every detail of the choreography after just one or two run-throughs.

But this was clearly something only the real “Ruan Siyi”—the one who had stood out among hundreds in a survival show with her dance skills—could achieve so effortlessly.

Stranger still, to make up for the “original host’s” past dance style, she had deliberately searched online for old performance videos of “Ruan Siyi,” hoping to find some useful references.

It was quite surprising to discover that three years ago, “Ruan Siyi’s” dancing ability had suddenly plummeted off a cliff—

From the previous agility and vigor, it gradually became clumsy and stiff, and even her stage presence was far worse than before.

This was also the beginning of “Ruan Siyi’s” fall from grace.

What exactly had the original owner gone through to suddenly undergo such a drastic change?

Or perhaps…

Had someone else entirely taken over “Ruan Siyi’s” place in this world?

The more you thought about it, the more unsettling it became.

Ruan Siyi was still lost in thought when she suddenly felt a warm touch on her cheek, the faint aroma of Baileys lingering in the air—

Fu Ru’an’s face was extremely close, pressing a soft, damp kiss onto her cheek.

She froze, her face immediately flushing a light pink. Before she could react, Fu Ru’an had already taken half a step back, looking at her with amusement.

“What are you thinking about? Spacing out like this?” Fu Ru’an raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of teasing at the corner of her lips as she sighed half-jokingly, as if enjoying her flustered expression. “Tonight is our stage—you’re not going to space out during the performance, are you?”

“N-no,” Ruan Siyi stammered, lowering her voice in embarrassment. “I was just thinking about the performance.”

Fu Ru’an studied her subtly. Though her expression remained gentle, Ruan Siyi inexplicably felt as though her lie had been seen through.

“Oh? Then I’m looking forward to your performance.”

“If you do well on stage later tonight… I’ll let you do whatever you want to me.”

For…

Do as you please?!

Is this… a reward from Sister Fu?

Or compensation for the days of abstinence?

Ruan Siyi’s heart pounded like a drum under her gaze.

Her breathing grew increasingly rapid without her realizing it. Not daring to linger, her eyes fell on Fu Ru’an’s lips but couldn’t bear to look away, her throat tightening slightly.

Seeing her like this, the amusement in Fu Ru’an’s eyes deepened. She asked in a low voice, “What? Don’t dare?”

“Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted to do?”

Ruan Ruan had been touching and flirting with her these past few days, always retreating silently after being rejected—wasn’t she just waiting for today?

Ruan Siyi’s gaze slowly swept over Fu Ru’an, from her slightly upturned lips to her deep, beautiful eyes that sparkled like black gemstones. Her look carried a subtle yet unconcealable longing, fleeting as if touching then retreating.

Her eyes were like a sip of strong liquor—youthful yet fiery, spilling over accidentally but quickly withdrawn, filled with an irrepressible mix of desire and shyness.

“Really? Sister Fu…”

Fu Ru’an was a very dominant person—she had always known that.

And now, this person who was accustomed to controlling others’ emotions was saying she would hand over her own feelings to her.

Letting her…

Do as she pleased.

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was already 8 p.m.

The long-awaited third episode of Heartbeat Plan finally premiered on time.

The moment it went live, the barrage of comments exploded instantly, flooding in with a wave of enthusiastic viewers.

[Ahhhh I raise the banner high for my double-A CP!]

[“Deer Antler”! My Deer Antler is the best!]

[Fu Fu and Ruan Ruan! Here I come!]

Amid the fervent shouts of the CP fans, one comment stood out particularly prominently.

[You can miss the last touch of sunset at dusk, you can miss the shooting stars streaking across the sky, but you must not miss our best dancer, the talented dance ace Ruan Siyi! With “Ruan” as the center and “Yi” as the radius, “Si” is the heart of us Little Soft Candies loving you! Auntie’s wife, go for it!]

[…Wtf? For a moment, I thought I was back during the Produce Camp days.]

[Where did this Ruan Siyi fan sneak in from… kick them out…]

[And what’s this about “Auntie’s wife”? What, is your auntie Actress Fu? How ridiculous.]

The barrage quickly moved on, and no one paid much attention to this little interlude—except for a little girl with a topknot in the Fu family villa, whose eyes reddened with anger.

She stomped back to her room in a huff, tore open a bag of potato chips, and angrily crunched away.

Meanwhile, on the live stream, Director Aike made her appearance amidst the lively atmosphere.

Smiling at the camera, she waved to the audience:

“Good evening, everyone, and welcome to the live broadcast of Heartbeat Plan, Season 3, Episode 3.”

“By now, you’ve probably already seen our preview and know what’s in store for today. That’s right—today is Heartbeat Plan’s special event: the Heartbeat Stage! Each of our three guest pairs will perform, and during their performances, they’ll be wearing heart rate monitoring bracelets. The real-time data from the bracelets will be displayed on the big screen.”

“So without further ado, let’s get ready to feel the heartbeat!”

Offstage, Ruan Siyi tightly grasped Fu Ru’an’s hand.