Ji Mingli, the CEO of Beihuan Entertainment, was famous in the industry for being an untouchable beauty.
He always wore his suits impeccably, every button fastened tight. With his cool, languid face and an air of someone above the concerns of mortal life, he gave off a strong keep-your-distance vibe.
Everyone thought Ji Mingli was cold and arrogant, until one day, a striking comment under a leaked behind-the-scenes post about a newly famous top-tier star caught the attention of netizens.
Kiwi Entertainment V: Dan Congjie candid behind-the-scenes photos [image]. No wonder this guy does urban dance. Look at that figure! Look at that poise! Absolutely incredible! Another day of being stunned by how handsome he is!
Ji Mingli V: [Aaaaaah! Those abs, just barely visible! Let me see, what's the harm! I can't take it. My life is so hard. As a kid, I never knew where my next meal was coming from, and now I've seen his upper half but not his lower half!]
The netizens:
[?????????]
[Did Mr. Ji get hacked?]
[Why can't it be... that Mr. Ji switched to the wrong account?]
[Holy crap!!! Is Mr. Ji a fan of Dan Congjie?!]
[What happened to that super aloof CEO we all knew???]
[The guy really does have a great body, but Mr. Ji, this isn't a deserted island!]
The person in question hadn't noticed a thing, and the comment section instantly erupted.
#ColdCEOInstantlyTurnsIntoAHugeFan# Trending
#JiMingliPutSomePantsOn# Hot
The comment was quickly deleted, but the buzz didn't die down. The related topics shot up the trending list, and before the dust had settled, the other person involved responded calmly:
Dan Congjie V: [There won't be another meal, but this one's on me. Mr. Ji, want to add me on WeChat?]
*
Ji Mingli was a contradiction. In real life, he was socially anxious and kept everyone at a distance. Online, he was outgoing and utterly uninhibited. Netizens diagnosed him with social-butterfly syndrome.
As a seasoned lecher, Ji Mingli had made the newly famous Dan Congjie, who had both good looks and abs, one of his "internet crushes."
It wasn't easy being a socially anxious fan. Gushing over good looks in the comments and writing long posts were Ji Mingli's only pleasures. He thought he'd hidden it well, never imagining that one day he'd switch accounts by mistake and have a spectacular identity reveal.
The public embarrassment and the netizens' teasing were minor problems. But Dan Congjie had moved in next door...
Ji Mingli's WeChat chimed at just the right time. He opened his phone.
This was a big problem.
Dan Congjie: [Good evening, big brother. I went out without my keys. Could I come over and sit at your place for a while?]
Dan Congjie: [Oh, I can see your lights are on. You must be home, right?]
Ji Mingli, who had been about to pretend he wasn't home: ...
His social anxiety wasn't going to fade just because of Dan Congjie. Ji Mingli's lashes trembled. He slowly closed his eyes, pretending he hadn't seen the message.
But the very next second, a crisp ding sounded beside him.
In the darkness, the still-lit screen was glaring. Ji Mingli opened his eyes and casually glanced to the side, taking in a clearly defined, smoothly sculpted six-pack.
Ji Mingli swallowed, then silently replied:
[!]
[Sure.]
For the first time in his life, abs beat social anxiety!
*
Modern netizens were the equal of Sherlock Holmes.
Some time after the identity reveal, netizens scoured the internet with a magnifying glass and, by piecing together clues, unexpectedly unearthed what seemed to be Ji Mingli's fan account.
A singer released a new album, an award-winning actor promoted a film, a boy band posted a singing and dancing video. Ji Mingli was everywhere.
A fickle fan, swayed by every new crush.
The netizens suddenly understood. The cold CEO wasn't just a fan. He was a bona fide playboy!
That night, Ji Mingli was mortified for the second time and frantically deleted his embarrassing posts from his fan account. Suddenly, a warm presence drew close behind him, and a long, strong arm wrapped around his waist.
"Didn't you say I was the one in your heart?"
His clean, clear voice held a hint of grievance. "So your heart is made of durian, big brother, with someone on every thorn."
Fake aloof, truly socially anxious, shameless CEO bottom x seemingly puppy-like but actually cunning fox top
Reading Guide:
1. The bottom has a huge gap between his public and private personas. Truly uninhibited.
2. My take on social anxiety, and my take on a sweet romance set in the entertainment industry.
3. No real-life inspirations, no real-life inspirations, no real-life inspirations! The author isn't a celebrity fan!
4. The author's writing is at an elementary-school level, and the logic is a mess. Don't overanalyze it.
Theme: Choose the light, even in the darkness.