After Accidentally Falling into My Archenemy's Bed

[My next novel, A Rousing Celebration of My Rival's Downfall, is now open for collection. Please add it to your favorites~ Blurb at the very end.] [Blurb] Jiang Ting and Fu Nanchu are famous enemies in the entertainment industry. Rumor has it they fight tooth and nail over opportunities. Events don't dare invite both of them at once, for fear they'll secretly stab each other in the back if they meet. Jiang Ting doesn't actually know him well. They went to the same high school and were constantly compared, and Jiang Ting often came up short. Even Fu Nanchu scored one point higher on the college entrance exam. But Fu Nanchu had always been aloof, and even classmates who liked him didn't dare approach. Jiang Ting, on the other hand, had plenty of friends and admirers, which gave him a slight edge. However, Fu Nanchu was student council president and often caught him and put a stop to his antics. In time, Jiang Ting naturally came to dislike this sanctimonious model student. One day, Jiang Ting happened to hear that Fu Nanchu might be dating someone. That was huge news! If the paparazzi got a picture first, Fu Nanchu's connections might let him bury the story with a PR campaign. At last, Jiang Ting had caught him slipping, so he immediately decided to follow him in person and expose this big scoop. So Jiang Ting tried to listen in through the door, but accidentally ran into the paparazzi taking pictures. He couldn't let them photograph him outside Fu Nanchu's home, or he'd end up taking the heat for Fu Nanchu's romance! But while hiding, he made one careless move and fell right onto Fu Nanchu's bed. Their eyes met. Facing Fu Nanchu's icy gaze, Jiang Ting couldn't explain himself. He'd hit his head when he climbed in, so, in a desperate moment, he pretended to have amnesia and took the chance to annoy him. "I thought this was my place. Who are you? Are you my boyfriend?" "You have a boyfriend?" Fu Nanchu's expression changed at once. He stared into Jiang Ting's eyes. "You don't remember me?" Then Jiang Ting saw Fu Nanchu seem to smile. Jiang Ting immediately sensed trouble. Fu Nanchu nodded without changing expression, then suddenly rolled over and pinned Jiang Ting's wrist. "Yes." Jiang Ting: "?!" Let go! No, that's not it! The paparazzi are still outside! Don't let them take pictures! * A sweet story about a devoted couple. The romance rumors are all misunderstandings. * The entertainment industry setting is not realistic. [Next novel] Now open for collection. Please add it~ A Rousing Celebration of My Rival's Downfall Xia Shu was eagerly watching his fans and the fans of his rival, Jiang Lian, tear into each other online. Though they were rivals with similar levels of popularity, Xia Shu's reputation was much worse than Jiang Lian's. People mostly lamented that he was wasting his beautiful voice singing those generic pop songs. Of course, even more people criticized him for being rich yet still choosing to make quick money this way. Xia Shu didn't care. His songs might be terrible, but every one of them became a hit. Jiang Lian, meanwhile, was thoroughly respectable: a violin prodigy recognized by all and a regular performer at top concert halls. Jiang Lian visibly looked down on Xia Shu's lowbrow style, and Xia Shu's fans were usually treated as second-rate as well. But now, Xia Shu was pleased to see his fans win by a hair. They'd dug up the fact that Jiang Lian had once been dumped without mercy over a school romance, and had waited outside the other person's building in the cold all night. Netizens were stunned: [Jiang Lian, who looks so cold and emotionless, has actually dated someone? Nooo, I won't allow it!] [Who could make the great iceberg so humble for love?] [What kind of person could it be? Is Jiang Lian so cold now because his heart was broken and he locked away his feelings? Please give us back our warm Jiang-ge!] Meanwhile, over on Xia Shu's Weibo, the mood was festive. Xia Shu: "Hahaha, a rousing celebration of my rival's downfall!" "I don't know, I didn't do a thing. He just collapsed on his own." "Come get some of my career luck. Your rival can have a painless downfall too." After celebrating, Xia Shu switched to his alt account and replied to a comment that called Jiang Lian warm: "Warm my ass. You have no idea how twisted he is!" "Who said he got dumped? Nobody said they were dating. He was just acting pitiful and you actually believed him?" Only after venting did Xia Shu realize something was wrong. Why were so many people replying to his alt account, which only had a couple dozen followers? He looked up and immediately felt his vision go dark. He hadn't switched accounts successfully! Netizens were stunned. [??] [You two actually...] [You mean the person who dumped our icy Jiang-ge and left him waiting outside all night was you??] [Hahaha, you were celebrating? If that's true, aren't you both going down together?] [Bonus scene] After failing to switch accounts and nearly exposing himself, Xia Shu rushed to contain the damage. His studio posted a clarification: "The account was hacked. Don't believe the fake rumors." To his surprise, almost as soon as the statement went out, Jiang Lian responded too. Jiang Lian reposted Xia Shu's earlier comment, "Nobody said they were dating," and asked in a voice cold as frost: "Then who were you dating back then?" [Upcoming novel] The Hated Fake Young Master Has Returned from Quick Transmigration The Su family's fake young master had woken up! When he'd learned that he was the fake young master, he couldn't accept it and angrily banged his head, knocking himself unconscious. Now, everyone was on high alert. His parents and eldest brother feared he'd bully the newly arrived real young master once he woke up, so they prepared several long speeches, ready to use both threats and enticements. His fiance also feared he'd keep pestering him, so he stood by the hospital bed early, ready to end things with him as soon as possible. The newly arrived real young master secretly changed back into his old, faded clothes, then lowered his head and squeezed out a few tears in front of Mr. and Mrs. Su and the fiance, pretending to be worried about the fake young master's recovery. When Su Yan finally opened his eyes, everyone held their breath, ready for him to make a scene. But he didn't shout or carry on like before. He didn't even glance at the others, who were putting on such a show. He got straight up and headed directly to the food stall his real eldest brother ran by the school gate, which the real young master had secretly looked down on before. While Su Yan had been unconscious after hitting his head, the real young master had just arrived at the Su household and was uncomfortable everywhere. He would quietly shed tears and ask people to stay with him, so everyone inevitably neglected Su Yan, who lay unconscious in the hospital and became malnourished. So a certain quick transmigration rescue System took Su Yan to various places in the past and present, both in China and abroad, to complete food-related missions and improve his nutrition. Having never suffered hardship as a child, he was exhausted, but in return, he got to taste delicacies from all over the world, past and present, and mastered many culinary techniques that had long been lost! After tasting so many delicacies, Su Yan woke up and searched in vain for the flavors he remembered. He had no interest in dealing with the Su family's barely concealed wariness. All he wanted was to start cooking for himself and make sure he had enough to eat. - After Su Yan left without a word, the people who had been on high alert, expecting him to cause trouble when he woke up, should have been able to enjoy some peace and quiet. But as the Su family saw how empty the house felt, and watched the real young master curry favor by wearing Su Yan's clothes as if to replace him, they couldn't help but grow displeased. Then one day... The Su family's eldest son and Su Yan's fiance saw him in front of the food stall by the school gate. The once quiet stall now had a long line. Under Su Yan's direction, his real eldest brother cheerfully worked hard to serve everyone. The Su family's eldest son looked at the harmonious scene, but felt inexplicably uncomfortable. The fiance beside him thought Su Yan was up to some new trick. Su Yan hadn't come to see him for days. He'd thought the other man had changed, but he knew Su Yan had been pestering him for so long that he couldn't possibly give up just like that. The fiance walked up, ready to tell him he wasn't interested and that Su Yan could stop wasting his time. But when he looked up, he saw that Su Yan hadn't even noticed him. Instead, he turned and leaned affectionately toward the man beside him to drink from the water the man had handed him. The fiance's breath caught. He instinctively stepped forward. "You're already engaged, and you're sharing a drink with another man? Our family won't accept someone who flirts around like that. Look at the new young master in the Su family. He's much better than you..." The fiance thought Su Yan would surely grab him and say something sweet, just like before. After all, Su Yan was no longer part of the Su family. Someone like him, who spent money so freely, would have to rely on his fiance after marriage. Before he could finish, the man beside Su Yan raised his eyes. "Yes, he's engaged." As he spoke, the man raised a hand wearing the same ring as Su Yan's. His gaze passed over the fiance without lingering. "But what does that have to do with you?" The fiance froze. He stared at the rings on Su Yan and the man's hands, then suddenly realized. Was that... the pinky ring representing the Fu family? Only then did he realize that the man beside Su Yan was none other than Fu Linzhou, the Fu family's heir. He was about to demand an explanation when the people in line, seeing him continue to pester Su Yan, grew angry. "Who are you? Trying to cut in line? Do you know how long we've waited to taste Yanyan's exclusive food?" [Bonus scene] The Fu family patriarch was always thinking of an old-fashioned treat from many years ago. Fu Grandma was getting old and forgetful, and could only remember the time when the two of them took a walk by the lake. Fu Grandpa had held her hand and carefully pulled the steaming pastries he'd bought after walking down several streets from his coat. Time had passed, and the artisan who made them was long gone. All they could do was sigh over the loss. Until one day, he tasted that familiar flavor again in a food box his grandson had brought home. Theme: Be brave and move forward.