Rich Side Character Goes Viral for Gossiping on a Laid-Back Reality Show Ch. 116

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"You... what...?"

She couldn't bring herself to finish the sentence.

...Why was he dressed like that?

It was completely unlike the meticulous Yu Muqiu she was used to.

The young man was barely dressed at all. His upper body was almost completely exposed, showcasing his perfect physique.

Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, fluid muscle lines, abs that were defined but not exaggerated—a thin layer of muscle that was just right.

His skin was pale, but not in the same soft, creamy way as a woman's. His complexion had a cool tone, just like his demeanor—pale and indifferent.

But that cold, indifferent aura was shattered by the black straps crossing his chest. The straps looped across his chest, wrapped around his slim waist, and finally disappeared into his pants waistband.

What kind of outfit was this?!

There weren't even sleeves, yet there was a collar?

The pure black shirt collar was neatly tied just above his collarbone, purposely covering his prominent Adam's apple.

At that moment, the word that popped into Yu Qianxia's head was: abstinent yet reckless.

Two contradictory descriptions that somehow applied to the same person.

Yu Qianxia's eyes seemed to burn, and she quickly blinked, nervously averting her gaze.

"How did Ji Hanming pick out these clothes?" Yu Qianxia couldn't help muttering softly.

Yu Muqiu remained calm, even wearing such an outfit. His expression didn't change, but from Yu Qianxia's angle, she didn't see his ears turning red, his fingers curling tightly, and his breath alternating between steady and rapid.

As Yu Qianxia nonchalantly shifted her gaze, the man slightly parted his lips and asked in a low, magnetic voice, "So, what do you think? Trendy?"

Yu Qianxia's lips twitched. "Trendy? How could it not be?"

She almost felt like he might catch a cold.

To be honest, she couldn't appreciate this kind of fashion. It was like he wasn't wearing clothes at all.

Yu Muqiu picked up on the teasing tone in her voice. His expression almost cracked, and he tightened his hand into a fist to regain his composure.

"You don't like this style?" Yu Muqiu asked again.

Yu Qianxia turned her body, completely avoiding his gaze, and after thinking for a moment, she said, "Well, I respect this aesthetic, but I can't really appreciate it."

After a brief pause, she offered a suggestion. "But since this episode's theme is fashion, if you're willing to try this style, it wouldn't hurt to give it a go."

Yu Muqiu's heart, which had been tense, suddenly relaxed. Yu Qianxia glanced at him, and after that, she didn't look at him again. He couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes.

See, not even below the neck did she linger for a second longer.

A self-deprecating smile flickered at the corner of Yu Muqiu's mouth, disappearing almost instantly.

Yu Qianxia's gaze shifted slightly. For some reason, the atmosphere felt strange now. She felt... a bit too embarrassed to look at Yu Muqiu. She cleared her throat before slowly speaking, "Well, your popularity is already so high, so even if you're participating in a variety show, there's really no need to... cough, sacrifice so much."

Yu Muqiu lowered his head slightly and said lightly, "I understand."

Understand? Understand what? Yu Qianxia instinctively raised her eyes to look at him.

When her gaze landed on Yu Muqiu's face again, she couldn't help but glance downward.

Even after looking a second time, Yu Qianxia found herself unable to control the increased heartbeat, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Just as she was feeling embarrassed, Yu Muqiu turned and walked into the bathroom. The sound of rustling clothes came from inside.

Yu Qianxia subconsciously sighed in relief. Before long, Yu Muqiu emerged from the bathroom, dressed again in his usual white shirt and black trousers, exuding a vibe of strict, abstinent professionalism.

The seductive, reckless look from earlier had completely vanished.

Yu Qianxia stared at him for a few seconds, and unexpectedly, a strange sense of loss washed over her. She felt a flicker of regret—why didn't she look a little longer? Now that it was gone, she probably wouldn't get the chance again.

Yu Muqiu parted his lips slightly, and spoke in a soft voice, "Sorry for the disturbance earlier."

"You should rest early. Good night."

The door closed with a soft click, and the room was once again quiet.

The lingering scent of Yu Muqiu's presence was quickly swept away by the night breeze coming through the window.

Yu Qianxia's mind flashed with the image of the man's perfectly proportioned physique. She shook her head in amusement, trying to shake off the alluring, seductive picture in her mind.

But if it had been anyone else wearing that, Yu Qianxia would've found it unbearable to look at. But on Yu Muqiu...

She couldn't deny that, despite the fact his personality didn't match this style, he still looked incredibly striking.

In fact, he exuded an almost imperceptible, yet undeniable, masculine allure.

If he had really appeared in public dressed like that, his female fans would probably go crazy online!

The next day, the tasks continued.

Yu Qianxia and Ye Yanshuang's team still needed to buy jewelry and shoes. Due to budget constraints, they went to the Taobao market in G city and found some affordable yet beautiful accessories and shoes.

With everything ready, they began their street photoshoot.

They chose to shoot in the bustling city center, with towering skyscrapers in the background. The reflected light from the steel and glass buildings bathed them in a glow.

Yu Qianxia's ability to embody a look with her expressions and outfits was remarkable, blending perfectly to create an atmosphere that was both cool and fashionable, earning her a flood of comments from netizens: [You're k**ling me with beauty!]

She and her team were the first to finish their shoot.

The second to finish were Yu Muqiu and Ji Hanming.

Ye Yanshuang excitedly pulled Yu Qianxia over to watch. As they stood on the street, Yu Qianxia felt her heart rate pick up. She wasn't sure if Yu Muqiu would wear the same outfit from last night.

She couldn't quite put her feelings into words—maybe she was a little excited, or maybe not?

But the answer came soon enough.

Yu Muqiu was wearing his usual outfit—simple white shirt and black pants, tall with long legs, and an aura of cool indifference.

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