Our CP Fans Beg Us to Get Married Already [Showbiz]

[Updates were interrupted for a while due to health reasons, and the outline changed. Some plot holes haven't been fixed yet. Revising the paid chapters is a hassle, but I'll get to it soon!]

[My new novel next door, The Court Dotes on Me, is now underway.]

Lu Yu faced a complete industry-wide ban when he was twenty-seven.

Everyone waited for him to leave showbiz in disgrace. Little did they know that the very next day, he would climb into a luxury car belonging to the prestigious Ou family and become a private tutor to their frail young son.

On the day they first met, the boy was in such a hurry that he ran downstairs without even putting on his shoes. His pale little feet stepped onto the cool floor. Though his features were so delicate and beautiful he seemed almost unreal, his complexion was sickly pale.

He was clutching a chibi doll of Lu Yu, and whenever he looked up at him, his eyes shone. Stammering, he explained, "Hello, I'm your fan... I really admire you."

The boy liked falling asleep to the sound of Lu Yu playing piano, paying him each day with a rose.

It continued until the thousand and first rose, when Ou Du's old illness returned.

After being reborn, Lu Yu returned to age twenty-three, the year he won two Best Actor awards and his career was taking off.

The shy boy left the Ou family and secretly followed him, wanting to give him the very best the world had to offer. He was sweet and obedient, like a little puppy.

Ou Du puffed out his cheeks in frustration and poked him, unconvinced. "Come on, tell me what you want. You always change the subject and brush me off. You can't fob me off this time."

Lu Yu gathered the boy in his arms and kissed his forehead, his voice gentle. "I want two grapefruits."

I want to see you.

Lately, Lu Yu's fans have noticed that their idol's style has completely changed.

His Weibo, once left to gather dust, is suddenly updated often. He posts pictures of cats, flowers, and himself, and even serves his fans bitter life advice for no reason.

His fans sensed trouble: their baby was probably in love.

Fans: Who dares make a move on our baby? We'll fight her!

Then a variety show aired, and their baby had a sweet, pink-hued interaction with a new face in showbiz named Ou Du.

The fan group exploded: Mystery solved, ladies, draw your swords! Wait, why is this kind of sweet? And why are we shipping them so hard?

Ah... This is delicious!

*Reborn, mutually unrequited love turned mutual, with plenty of romance and tenderness.

*An imaginary entertainment industry, with no real-life models. Please don't read into it. No trolling or personal attacks.

*Cover character design: Da Shizi. Cover art: Gou Xiao Qi.

Coming soon: I Stabbed the Whole Server's Favorite NPC with My Sword. Please add it to your reading list~

Chu Zhi played a full-dive fantasy game while disguised as a woman.

To level up, he successfully lured away the most difficult-to-recruit fan-favorite NPC in the game, clung to his powerful backer, and farmed affection points like crazy.

Chu Zhi was thrilled: he'd been carried all the way to the top of the server.

The NPC was thrilled too: his precious girl was cool, bold, and so good to him.

Everything went smoothly until one day, a certain person's name appeared on Chu Zhi's quest panel. The completion requirement was to kill him.

Chu Zhi: "What? Bro... I'm sorry."

So Chu Zhi, who used to risk life and limb for his brother, stabbed him in the back twice for the quest, and killed his bonded partner with one successful sword thrust.

Two years later, when the game officially launched, Chu Zhi returned to the world of martial arts, this time disguised as a man.

The moment he logged in, he fell right into someone's lair.

.

Beneath a soul-luring lantern, above a sea of blood, a young man held his chin and looked down at him. "You look just like someone I used to know."

Chu Zhi glanced at the shackles around his ankle and fell silent: ...Can I just skip straight to kneeling and begging for mercy?

Big bro, you've got the wrong person. Want me to take mine out so we can compare? Mine's even bigger than yours...

.

Later, the other man made a tearful post calling him out:

818: My bonded partner who cries and makes a scene over everything!

"I tell you to take your medicine, and you complain it's bitter. I tell you to meditate, and you complain it's uncomfortable. I tell you to wait here while I go fight the monsters, and you cry, throw a tantrum, and threaten to kill yourself. You really think you're something, don't you?!"

"You think the little monsters are ugly, but the big ones could kill you in a second and you still charge straight at them! I saw you stab yourself in the chest! Don't expect me to feel sorry for you and blow on your wound again. If you push me, I'll smack you so hard you'll lose all your HP!"

That night, countless gossip-hungry readers waited eagerly, but the thread suddenly stopped updating.

Chu Zhi bit the other man's shoulder, the corners of his eyes red. "Fuck, be gentler! Stop biting, damn it, I'm losing HP!"

The other man gently stroked his cheek, his expression inscrutable and his tone dangerous. "Didn't you say I was a terrible healer? The night's still young. I'll heal you nice and slow."

#IThoughtMySecretIdentityWasWellHidden##EveryDayIStruggleToSurviveBesideMyDarkenedLoveInterest#

[Darkened, scheming, bratty girl-top X short-tempered, cuddly, knows when to back down, snarky bottom]

Coming soon, number two: After Mistaking Myself for the Stand-In. Please add it to your reading list~

After marrying by contract, Bai Wu and Han Qi became the victims of their families' business alliance. They went their separate ways after the wedding and left each other alone.

Then an accident happened, and Bai Wu had a hazy dream.

In the dream, Han Qi had long had someone in his heart: a childhood friend he loved but could never have, his unattainable white moonlight.

And Bai Wu, the son of the richest man in Haicheng, who supposedly was born with a diamond spoon in his mouth and had been spoiled since birth, was nothing more than an insignificant stand-in!

Even worse, when the white moonlight returned to the country, Bai Wu lost his usefulness. The two of them soon joined forces to cast him aside, bringing his disastrous marriage to an early end.

Bai Wu was so furious he nearly passed out. The hell with being a stand-in! Stand-in my ass! Why should he be anyone's stand-in?

Didn't Han Qi have a white moonlight? Didn't he take Bai Wu for a stand-in? Then Bai Wu would teach them both what it meant to turn the tables: "The stand-in rises and sings, while the white moonlight dies on the shore!"

He wasn't going to be a stand-in. He was going to make the white moonlight his stand-in!

And so, later...

Han Qi was discussing a business deal with his white moonlight in a cafe.

Bai Wu called him, sounding pitiful and wronged as he whimpered, "Hubby, why aren't you home yet? It's so dark here at night, and little Bai is so scared... I need a hug from you to feel better."

Han Qi, covered in goosebumps from the sickly sweet voice: "..."

Bai Wu and Han Qi went to pick up a relative's child from kindergarten, where they "happened" to run into the white moonlight.

Bai Wu took Han Qi's hand and patted the child's head. "I can't believe our kid is already this big. He's up to your knee! Go on, say hello to your dad."

Han Qi, forced to become a father: "..."

After one meeting, Han Qi saw more than a dozen missed calls on his phone and hurried home, worried.

The moment he walked in, he found Bai Wu drunk out of his mind, hanging off the coat rack and belting out "I'm So Hurt." When Bai Wu saw him, he lunged at him with a howl and called him a scumbag.

"What's so great about him? He's not as good-looking as me, he's not as rich as me, and he's not as sweet as me. How could you go blind at such a young age?"

"Do you like it better when I smile, or when I cry...? Oh, right, when I cry, I don't look like him anymore, so you don't like it."

After putting up with this for more than half a year, Han Qi finally snapped. He said slowly and viciously, "You'll find out soon enough."

That night, Bai Wu finally understood.

Han Qi liked him crying, and the harder he cried, the more excited Han Qi got. QAQ

[Enjoys making a fuss and has a blast doing it / daily overthinker / pampered drama queen bottom X loves watching him make a fuss and sometimes plays along / cool, mature / scheming, devious top]

Reading guide:

1. The stand-in identity is entirely the bottom's overactive imagination. The top has no white moonlight. A marriage-first, love-later story. Both belong to each other in body and heart.

2. A sweet story. The blurb may change before the novel begins, but the central premise will stay the same.

Theme: Don't judge before you know the whole story. Be discerning about rumors online.