Chapter 15
Finally, free access to the internet!
The kitten’s eyes shone, and it eagerly opened Weibo’s search page.
Quickly scanning the trending topics, there was quite a bit of news, many related to people Wei Yuan knew.
But unfortunately, there was no juicy gossip.
Wei Yuan glanced at them, then typed “Wei Yuan” into the search bar.
A long list of results appeared.
Its own Weibo account was at the top.
It clicked on it, finding that the last post had been made the morning after its accident.
It had always managed its own Weibo account, posting frequently, and its outspokenness had earned it the title of “rare living person in the entertainment industry.”
But its manager, Su Da, also knew its password. This last post had been made by him.
He had first identified himself, then briefly explained the circumstances of Wei Yuan’s car accident, attaching the traffic police’s report, which confirmed that Wei Yuan hadn’t violated any traffic laws and that his quick thinking had saved the lives of everyone involved.
As for Wei Yuan’s condition, since he hadn’t been out of surgery at the time, Su Da couldn’t provide any specifics.
Half a month had passed since that post, and the comments had exceeded one million, still increasing.
Wei Yuan refreshed the page, and a new comment appeared: [Buddha bless! I’ve been eating vegetarian and staying offline for half a month at the temple, hoping Young Master recovers quickly.]
The commenter was a familiar fan, a prominent one known as “Young Master’s Leaky Cotton Jacket.”
Leaky Cotton Jacket was a die-hard fan of Wei Yuan, having followed him since his debut, managing several fan clubs and groups.
But she was also the one who had boldly proclaimed, using her main account, on a shipping video, that “Movie Emperor Lu will rock our Young Master senseless.”
Wei Yuan had almost fainted from anger at the time, baffled that despite her outrageous comment, her followers still looked up to her.
But after some research, it had understood.
Leaky Cotton Jacket had another account, “Teacher Lu’s Unraveling Leather Jacket,” a prominent fan of Lu Dingyun, also managing several fan clubs.
Her “split personality,” following two rivals, had long been exposed within the fandom and even trended on social media.
Both fandoms had criticized her, but Leaky Cotton Jacket didn’t talk much, she acted.
She posted evidence of all the money she had spent supporting both Lu Dingyun and Wei Yuan over the years: album sales, merchandise, fan events…
She even had a huge room filled with their merchandise and posters, and in the center, a giant painting of Lu Dingyun and Wei Yuan kissing!
She had painted the picture herself and bought all the merchandise and posters. Her dedication was undeniable.
So, this wealthy fan happily supported both of them.
Of course, everyone knew she was secretly a shipper of this rare pair.
But so what? She was putting her money where her mouth was.
Wei Yuan had been shocked upon learning this, and since then, it had a deeper understanding of her “leakiness.”
Because it discovered that in this fan’s eyes, it was the bottom!
In the fan art and fan fiction she posted, Lu Dingyun was always the dominant one, while it was portrayed as cute and submissive.
Well, it was indeed a bit of a bottom, but being seen through so easily still bruised its ego.
And it was a cool guy, not cute!
Despite its annoyance, it had somehow developed the habit of secretly checking Leaky Cotton Jacket’s Weibo page.
And while complaining, it secretly read her fan fiction.
He had to admit, she seemed to understand him very well. Many of the situations and reactions in her stories were things Wei Yuan would actually do.
But in those stories, Lu Dingyun was always a gentle and doting husband.
Wei Yuan had scoffed at this portrayal. Lu Dingyun, gentle? Hilarious!
It had thought Leaky Cotton Jacket’s filter for Lu Dingyun was too thick.
But now, after interacting with Lu Dingyun in person, it realized she had some insight.
Doting husband or not, Lu Dingyun was certainly doting on the kitten.
And he did seem to be a gentle person.
Wei Yuan wagged its tail, clicking on Leaky Cotton Jacket’s profile, noticing that her background image had changed.
Previously, it had been a painting of a starry sky and the ocean.
Now, it was a picture of a temple.
Her latest post had been made just a minute ago.
[Sisters, I’m back!
During my absence, I spent half a month cultivating at Guangji Temple, the most efficacious temple in our area, eating vegetarian and staying offline, praying for Young Master’s recovery.
The master told me that Young Master was destined for this tribulation, but it’s a mixed blessing. The process might be difficult, and Young Master will suffer, but he also has another destiny.
As for what that destiny is, the master didn’t tell me. It sounded mysterious, but he said the ending will be very, very good!
Oh, and the master also said Young Master will overcome this tribulation soon, and his career and love life will be smooth sailing afterwards!
Believe me, because it’s Master Renhui!]
Those unfamiliar with such things wouldn’t know Master Renhui.
But after reading the post and seeing Master Renhui’s name, Wei Yuan’s heart skipped a beat.
This master was a prominent figure among the wealthy elite. Wei Yuan’s entire family deeply respected him, but he only offered guidance to those he deemed worthy, not based on donations.
Wei Yuan’s grandfather and maternal grandfather were both influential figures, but they had each only met the master once, receiving vague pronouncements about good fortune and blessings.
And it was said that the master had given each of them a piece of advice that helped them overcome two major life crises.
Wei Yuan’s parents and even his older brother hadn’t even had the chance to meet the master.
Unexpectedly, this fan had met him and even had him divine Wei Yuan’s fate.
Wei Yuan believed her because the master’s words were too accurate.
Wasn’t it “another destiny” that it had become a kitten?
And it had indeed been a difficult journey, with the car accident and becoming a stray.
The more Wei Yuan read, the more excited it became.
The master had said it would overcome this tribulation soon! And that its career and love life would be smooth sailing!
Putting aside career and love for now, the master’s words must mean it would soon turn back into a human!
Unable to contain its excitement, the kitten rolled around on the bed, then started running and jumping.
Lu Dingyun emerged from the bathroom, just in time to see the kitten doing a backflip on the bed.
Wei Yuan, noticing his tall figure, froze.
The man and cat stared at each other, the atmosphere turning awkward.
Lu Dingyun chuckled, walking towards the bed.
Wei Yuan almost bolted, but it suddenly remembered that it hadn’t logged out of Weibo, so it rushed towards the tablet.
Lu Dingyun, with his long legs, reached the bed first.
He sat down, picking up the tablet and placing it on the nightstand, leaving the bed free for the kitten to play.
However, Wei Yuan, running too fast, couldn’t stop in time. Its gaze fixed on the tablet, it jumped as Lu Dingyun picked it up.
With a thud, the kitten landed in Lu Dingyun’s arms.
A three-month-old kitten, so small and thin, the impact was barely noticeable to the movie emperor.
But the kitten, having collided with his pecs, was momentarily dazed.
It shook its head to clear its vision, looking up at the human holding it.
Lu Dingyun leaned against the headboard, pulling back the covers.
He placed a pillow on his lap, put the kitten on the pillow, and gently rubbed its head. “Silly, did you hurt your head?”
Wei Yuan shook its head, then nodded.
Shaking its head to indicate it wasn’t silly, he was.
Nodding to indicate that its head did hurt.
Lu Dingyun chuckled, scratching its chin. “Baby, can you do another backflip for me?”
Wei Yuan: “…”
In your dreams!
Didn’t he know about animal cruelty?
The kitten lay down, tucking its paws beneath it and turning its head away, ignoring him.
Lu Dingyun chuckled, not forcing it. There was plenty of time. He would see it again someday.
He smoothed the kitten’s fluffy fur, then picked up the tablet.
“Do you want to continue watching cartoons?”
He turned on the screen.
Wei Yuan jolted, trying to stop him, but the screen lit up, revealing the Weibo interface.
It was over!
Wei Yuan thought it was doomed.
Which kitten browsed Weibo by itself?!
It slowly turned around, its back to the movie emperor, then continued to inch backwards until its back touched his chest.
It curled up into a fluffy ball, nestled against him.
Like many animals who had done something wrong, it became quiet and well-behaved, looking pitiful.
Lu Dingyun looked at Weibo, then down at the fluffy ball on his chest, a smile spreading across his face.
So that was why the kitten had been running around. It had accidentally closed its cartoon.
He chuckled indulgently, petting the kitten’s head. “Next time your cartoon disappears, you can tell me, and I’ll put it back on for you, okay?”
Wei Yuan, its head almost touching its chest, paused.
It looked up, meeting Lu Dingyun’s smiling eyes.
The kitten, freshly bathed, was soft and fragrant, its fur fluffy, its head round and bristling slightly.
Its wide, innocent eyes staring up at him made Lu Dingyun’s heart melt, and he bent down to kiss its head.
Wei Yuan trembled, its heart pounding.
It quickly lowered its head again, burying its face in its paws.
Help, what was wrong with Lu Dingyun?!
Who kissed a kitten without warning?!
Pervert!
Lu Dingyun, seeing the kitten’s shy reaction, felt his heart soften.
Truly, there was nothing in the world cuter than his kitten.
“Dear, do you still want to watch cartoons?” Lu Dingyun looked back at the tablet.
He was about to exit Weibo when he paused.
He saw Leaky Cotton Jacket’s post.
Lu Dingyun frowned, hesitant.
If he remembered correctly, this fan was quite prominent.
She also had an account called “Teacher Lu’s Unraveling Leather Jacket” and seemed to be a fan of both him and Wei Yuan.
He read the entire post, confirming that she was indeed a Wei Yuan fan.
Wei Yuan, not hearing anything for a while, cautiously looked up, seeing Lu Dingyun staring intently at the screen.
Seeing his calm expression, not questioning the “kitten browsing Weibo” incident, it relaxed.
Lu Dingyun had noticed that he had been encountering “Wei Yuan” related content more frequently lately. Now, seeing this seemingly mystical Weibo post, he was curious.
He refreshed the page, intending to see the latest comments, but a new post appeared.
Leaky Cotton Jacket: [This humble devotee is willing to eat vegetarian for another half a month, just begging Teacher Lu to do a livestream and soothe my poor heart, which has withered from worrying about Young Master, wuwuwu!]
Wei Yuan, having quickly read the post: “!!!”
Leaky Cotton Jacket, you’re leaking right in front of the subject!
Lu Dingyun, surprised, read the post twice before asking the kitten, “Baby, is she talking about me?”
Wei Yuan shrunk back silently, not answering.
“I understand her concern for Wei Yuan, but why would my livestream comfort her?”
Hearing his own name from Lu Dingyun’s mouth, Wei Yuan’s heart raced.
It felt inexplicably flustered and, to distract itself, couldn’t help but retort: “Meow~~”
Duh, because she’s a shipper!
Lu Dingyun pondered for a moment, then understood.
She was a fan of both of them. One of her idols was in a car accident, and there was nothing she could do but pray, which must be distressing.
In such a situation, seeing the other idol would naturally comfort her.
Lu Dingyun checked the time. 9:30 pm.
“It’s still early,” he murmured, then decisively picked up Wei Yuan and headed out of the bedroom. “We haven’t unpacked the things we bought today. Let’s livestream while we organize them.”
Wei Yuan: “Meow, meow, meow?!”
