Whoever Falls in Love First is the Dog - Chapter 33

Chapter 33:  Because of Jealousy, The Little Wolf Pup Clings to His Older Sister × Indulgent Yet Helplessly Gentle Older Sister!

Fan Shi has been slow with the contract termination work—but otherwise, she’s still very diligent. She sorted out Shen Mengke’s entire schedule and even knew that Mengke had found a new assistant, even though Shen Mengke never told her directly.

The studio operations continued smoothly, as if Mengke’s temporary absence was no big deal. Shen Mengke didn’t push Fan Shi—after all, Fan Shi just worked there, and she’d need to defer to her bosses. If things got delayed, it wouldn’t hurt Mengke too much.

After yesterday’s mountain hike, they were flying to Yuncheng today. Shen Mengke lazily leaned on Chen Yanxing, listening to music with earphones. Chen Yanxing had thoughtfully packed a box of fruit, occasionally feeding pieces to Mengke. At first, Mengke wasn’t used to being served—but Chen Yanxing simply said, “Isn’t that an assistant’s job?” So Mengke eventually accepted the pampering.

In reality, she had never had an assistant before—Fan Shi handled nearly everything. Mengke barely had much to do.

They landed, and the next day’s shoot was scheduled. Outside the hotel they checked into, fans were already waiting. It seemed like ages since so many cameras and screaming fans surrounded Shen Mengke. As she got out of the car, she instinctively stepped back, clearly overwhelmed by the attention for the first time in a while. She almost collided with Chen Yanxing, but their eyes met—composed.

“What’s wrong?” Chen Yanxing asked.

“Let’s go,” Mengke replied, walking quickly into the hotel without even glancing at the crowd.

Chen Yanxing, carrying their luggage behind her, paused as cheers and cameras flashed. She frowned, then hid under her black cap. As Shen Mengke entered the lobby, she glanced back and obediently waved to the crowd, embodying her role as a celebrity. Chen Yanxing caught up, looking at the fans without enthusiasm. “Got the room cards,” she said, and they stepped into the elevator.

None of Shen Mengke’s fans get too close usually, so this intimate moment—an assistant wheeling luggage, opening doors—set social media alight.

What sparked the fire? It was Chen Yanxing.

She didn’t like being in the public eye and wore a cap—but accidentally picked up Shen Mengke’s hat. Fans recognized the exact same worn hat on Chen Yanxing. That, combined with Chen Yanxing’s debut next to Mengke—the rumored outcome of a same-s3x variety show—spurred a tidal wave of speculation online:

• • “Is that… possessiveness?”

• • “An assistant we never saw before.”

• • “Rolling luggage, room key card—definitely her assistant.”

• • “No assistant seen around her before.”

• • “Maybe she begged to be assistant because she’s jealous?”

• • “For love, stepping into the entertainment industry.”

• • “‘I just want to stand by your side and tell the world I’m yours’—ahhh, ship it!”

• • “OMG, secret girlfriend vibes.”

The fandom exploded in frenzy.

Meanwhile, miles away in Mingcheng at the Xia family’s home:

“Madam!” Xia Lingxuan’s hand trembled as she saw the photo, spilling boiling tea on herself. The attendant rushed over, but Xia Lingxuan waved them off. With bl00d-red-stained clothes, she stared unmoving at her attendant, Lin Qian.

“Qian, is this her?” she asked, pushing her phone toward her.

Lin Qian bent down to examine the screen: the half-hidden face under the black cap looked eerily like Xia Lingxuan.

Tears filled Lin Qian’s eyes. “Yes! Madam, we’ve found her!”

Xia Lingxuan smiled with tears streaming down. “Go confirm, get her back!” she ordered, her voice urgent.

“Yes, Madam. I’ll fetch Miss Jihe!” Lin Qian responded gently, but Xia Lingxuan demanded—personally get Xuixi. (Xia Lingxuan believed the assistant—Chen Yanxing—was her long-lost daughter, Xuixi.)

Soon after, her sobbing filled the room alone in the sunlight, illuminating an old photograph of a happy young woman and a child—supposedly Xuixi—withered legs hidden in shadows.

Back in Jiangcheng at the Chen residence, Chen Zhiyu glared at the trending search results. Chen Yanxing’s appearance had triggered a PR storm revealing her identity as the Chen family’s second daughter—breaking their claim of staying “above the entertainment industry.” With both sisters linked to celebrities and queer relationships, the family was ridiculed once again.

At the center of the storm, the two individuals privately revelled. Chen Yanxing calmly told Shen Mengke about the trending hashtag, and Mengke shrugged:

“JING won’t remove that trending now, so what about Starshine? Your identity is out—will anything happen?”

“Who dares touch me?” Chen Yanxing replied.

Mengke sighed. “Let it ride—it doesn’t affect me.”

Her voice was calm—as if the whole hot topic wasn’t about her.

Chen Yanxing eyed her before cutting fruit and serving it on a plate. These days, waking up to Chen Yanxing’s care had become normal. As Yanxing put it, “Assistant—tea, snacks, whatever she wants.”

At night, under a moonlit sky, Shen Mengke sat by the window, sleepless as usual. She logged onto Weibo and posted another photo of the moon. The comment section was full of comforting messages: “Good night, sis.” Her heart tightened, but she resisted the urge to check the trending hashtags. She simply replied: “It’s late, good night.” Then turned off her phone—allowing her fans to celebrate independently. Surprisingly, she slept deeply that night.