Rich Side Character Goes Viral for Gossiping on a Laid-Back Reality Show Ch. 74

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System: [Ming Jingrong met Yan Zhirou at a jewelry auction! Yan Zhirou was reselling second-hand accessories at the auction, and Ming Jingrong happened to spot her. Then—Ming Jingrong realized Yan Zhirou looked a lot like his first love!]

[Ming Jingrong asked for her contact info, and they'd occasionally chatted on WeChat. He admired her looks and talent so much that he often invited her to auctions—and even gifted her the high-priced pieces he'd won!]

[They'd also gone out to eat together from time to time!]

System: [Oh my—there's definitely something going on between them!]

That gossip had even been hidden by the Fate-Stealing System, so the real truth must be more ambiguous and covert.

Yu Qianxia thought for a moment, then asked, [Where is Ming Jingrong right now?]

System: [Let me check!]
[Wow! Ming Jingrong is on a business trip in H City tonight—staying at a five-star hotel downtown!]
[But there's no record of him being with Yan Zhirou.]

Yu Qianxia already knew what that meant. [If it didn't show up, then they're together—definitely in that presidential suite.]

"Want a drink?" Ming Jingrong asked, picking up a bottle of whiskey from the table.

Yan Zhirou nodded and curved her lips into a smile. "Sure."

The clear, transparent liquid was poured into a wine glass, and the scent of alcohol gradually filled the air.

Yan Zhirou lifted her glass and clinked it against Ming Jingrong's with a crisp tinkle. "I'll drink to you."

Ming Jingrong smiled. "You're in a good mood tonight?"

"Of course," Yan Zhirou said, her happiness shining through. "Everything's been going in a great direction for me—and it's all thanks to Director Ming's help."

"I'll drink to you again—here's to smooth sailing in everything from now on."

Yan Zhirou tilted her head back and drained the wine in her glass. Her lips, glossed by the liquor, looked plump and shiny. She narrowed her eyes and smiled sweetly at Ming Jingrong.

Ming Jingrong's gaze turned distant for a moment, as if he'd seen something through her.

Yan Zhirou knew exactly what her advantage was—when Ming Jingrong had first gotten close to her, he hadn't bothered to hide his motives.

So she was fully aware that, in his eyes, she was nothing more than a stand-in for his first love.

She didn't mind being his substitute—as long as she could get what she wanted from his power, resources, and connections, why not play the role?

After they met, their relationship had gradually grown more intimate. He sent her gifts, took her out to dinner, even invited her to private spots like this presidential suite, where they'd chat and drink.

But it had never gone any further than that.

Yan Zhirou was prepared to be his stand-in, and she didn't mind Ming Jingrong at all. In fact, every time she was with him, she felt an inexplicable familiarity—as if they'd known each other for years.

She loved that feeling. Even without the "stand-in" dynamic, she genuinely enjoyed Ming Jingrong's company—not just for the background and opportunities he offered, but because she was drawn to him.

If Ming Jingrong ever suggested taking their relationship further, she was pretty sure she wouldn't refuse.

Sure, he was married—but as far as she knew, his marriage to Madame Chu was purely a business alliance. They had no real affection, led separate lives, and rumors even said Madame Chu was secretly keeping a young lover.

In other words, their marriage was just for show. If she really got together with Ming Jingrong, what was the worst that could happen?

With the Fate-Stealing System on her side, no one would ever uncover her discreet little secret.

And if no one would know, why shouldn't she push things further?

As Yan Zhirou plotted in her mind, she reached slowly, tentatively toward Ming Jingrong with her free hand—without letting go of her wine glass.

Just then, her phone in her bag buzzed insistently.

Yan Zhirou's eyelid fluttered, and an unshakable unease washed over her.

She quickly set down her glass, pulled out her phone, and saw it was a call from her manager, Sister Zhao.

Back with Yu Qianxia, she'd finished digesting Ming Jingrong's gossip and was lost in thought—though not for long. She'd made up her mind.

She decided to gamble.

Yu Qianxia immediately dialed Sister Rong. Her tone was cool and unreadable, but it sent a jolt through Sister Rong on the other end.

"Hello, Sister Rong. I want to buy a trending topic."

"Buy a trending topic? On it," Sister Rong replied.

Yu Qianxia's eyes darkened, her voice icily calm. "I want to buy a trend about Yan Zhirou and Ming Jingrong of Chu Group checking into a hotel in H City."

After she'd given her instructions, she hung up.

The system piped up, [Host, are you really just going to smear her like that?]

Yu Qianxia let out a soft hum. [Yan Zhirou's smeared me so many times—I'm just giving her a dose of her own medicine.]

The system understood the logic. [But do you have proof, Host? You can't just assert things without evidence—no one will believe it!]

Yu Qianxia curved her lips into a smile and tapped open the hotel photo Ye Yanshuang had sent her. "You want proof? Then I'll conjure something out of thin air."

Yan Zhirou answered Sister Zhao's call, "What's up?"

Sister Zhao's tone turned sharp as she fired off, "Yan Zhirou, where are you right now?"

Yan Zhirou pressed her lips together, forcing down that sudden wave of unease, and snapped, "Where I am is none of your business."

Sister Zhao sneered, "You're not in the presidential suite of that five-star hotel in H City, are you?"

Yan Zhirou's eyelid twitched violently as her anxiety spiked. "What did you say?"

Sister Zhao chuckled coldly, "Still with Ming Jingrong of Chu Group, right?"

Yan Zhirou's confident facade cracked, panic surging through her. "How did you—" She swallowed the rest and slammed the call shut, then immediately opened Weibo.

No way. Absolutely no way!

They'd cleared the area outside the presidential suite, security guards were patrolling—paparazzi couldn't have gotten in. Every staff member had signed NDAs; nothing should've leaked. And with the Fate-Stealing System shielding her, there was no way anyone knew her whereabouts tonight.

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Before seeing the trending list, Yan Zhirou had been certain no one knew about her and Ming Jingrong. But when she tapped open the hot searches, disbelief washed over her.

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