Chapter 85 — Murder Mystery Script: “Who Is the One I Love?” (Part 4)

"Do you know that you have schizophrenia?"

Ye Qiao (Wei Xingran) widened her eyes, glancing furtively at the phone in the man's hand.

Chen Jinsheng (Gu Beicheng) caught her intention and quickly turned off the screen.

"I'm not schizophrenic. I'm myself. Jiang Luoyu is Jiang Luoyu. We're two different people, just sharing the same body."

Chen Jinsheng's expression was cold and stern; this character was a natural fit for Gu Beicheng, except the voice was slightly different.

"Why do you like Jiang Qingyue?" Ye Qiao (Wei Xingran) couldn't hide the deep bitterness on her face, a turmoil of conflict, endurance, and disappointment.

"I've followed her livestream for a long time. I like her. As for Huang Qin, that woman, I won't marry her."

Chen Jinsheng spoke indifferently, but as he mentioned Jiang Qingyue, a hint of tenderness flickered in his eyes.

"And what about Huang Qin?" Ye Qiao (Wei Xingran) asked.

Chen Jinsheng (Gu Beicheng) lowered his eyelids, lips curving in a cold, thin smile. "What does she have to do with me?"

"But you—not you, Jiang Luoyu and Huang Qin are getting married in a few days. What on earth is going on?"

Wei Xingran, playing Ye Qiao, marveled at the scriptwriter's wild imagination.

The male lead, Jiang Luoyu, suffered from dissociative identity disorder.

The two female leads, Jiang Qingyue and Huang Qin, were best friends.

Personality A of the male lead was about to marry Huang Qin.

But Personality B despised Huang Qin and had fallen in love with Jiang Qingyue.

How could both desires be satisfied?

"This body belongs to Chen Jinsheng, not to that puppet, Jiang Luoyu, who doesn't even have control over his own marriage!"

The words, icy and menacing, slipped from Chen Jinsheng's lips as he gripped his phone tightly.

Ye Qiao (Wei Xingran) frowned, watching Chen Jinsheng, silent for a long time.

"If there's nothing else, please leave. I'll find the best doctor for your illness."

Chen Jinsheng (Gu Beicheng) issued the order to leave.

He was impatient to talk to Jiang Qingyue on the phone.

"Uncle..."

Chen Jinsheng looked up, a flash of surprise in his dark eyes.

Wei Xingran marveled inwardly—how could Gu Beicheng be such a brilliant actor? At this moment, his performance rivaled that of seasoned film veterans.

"Hm?" Chen Jinsheng (Gu Beicheng) pursed his lips, watching the pale-faced man prepare to leave.

Wei Xingran quickly immersed himself in the role.

"No matter if you are Chen Jinsheng or Jiang Luoyu, you are still my uncle. But Jiang Qingyue is my ex-girlfriend. I love her very much.

If it weren’t for my illness, I never would have given her up. So, uncle..."

Chen Jinsheng (Gu Beicheng) replied, "I know. I will take good care of her. Go on now."

Ye Qiao (Wei Xingran) forced a dry smile, mouth half-open as if to say more, but seeing how Chen Jinsheng kept his head down, absorbed in his phone, unwilling to engage, he let it go and turned to leave.

Once outside the office, Wei Xingran exhaled in relief.

He shook his head, leaning against the wall, hand pressed to his heart. "Outstanding people excel everywhere. Acting opposite President Gu is too intense."

At that moment, the chief director, Gao Minglang, approached and patted him on the shoulder, his tone earnest.

"Xingran, relax. There are only two episodes left. Remember, you must thoroughly read the script! How could you forget your character has a brain tumor?"

Wei Xingran, who had been warmed by the first half of Gao Minglang's sentence, immediately drooped at the latter half. "So you came here just to criticize me."

In the end, it was a misplaced trust!

Gao Minglang burst out laughing, reaching to pat Wei Xingran's shoulder again, but the latter dodged.

Gao Minglang glanced at his own hand, chuckled indifferently. "Xingran, relax—this is just a variety show. No need to be so tense. President Gu isn't that scary. I saw your face all twisted up—were you scared?"

"No! I was just fully immersed in my role!" Wei Xingran retorted quietly, afraid the man in the office might overhear.

But as for "President Gu isn't that scary," he couldn't quite agree.

Gao Minglang gave him a skeptical look, lips curled, fiddling with a cigarette. "Don't overdo the acting; focus on the variety show effect."

"Xingran, two film directors will be visiting this afternoon. Make the most of the opportunity."

Gao Minglang was Wei Xingran's brother-in-law.

When Wei Xingran first wanted to enter show business, Gao Minglang was the first to object.

But the kid was stubborn to a fault.

These past years, he'd lingered in the industry without much heat, relying on variety shows to build fame.

Though he was classically trained and a good actor with great immersion, he hadn't yet found his big break.

Gao Minglang, as a variety show director, couldn't help much.

This time, with two film directors visiting Gu Beicheng, he was determined to help Wei Xingran seize the chance.

"What's there to seize?" Wei Xingran waved off Gao Minglang's advice indifferently and walked away.

He was truly exasperated with his brother-in-law.

Even during this little break, he had to bring up such annoying matters.

Hidden rules, currying favor with directors—he disdained it all!

At worst, he could just quit and take over the family business.

Girls' Dormitory—

"Qingyue! Qingyue!"

Jiang Qingze (Lan Yanzhi) called out, his voice echoing through the entire floor.

"Who are you looking for?" The dorm matron intercepted him, clearly displeased, her voice sharp as she pointed at his face. "Why are you yelling? This is the girls' dorm! What are you, a man, doing barging in? Don't you know any rules?"

"Sorry, Auntie, I'm looking for my sister. I just called her several times and she didn't answer. I'm a bit worried."

Jiang Qingze (Lan Yanzhi) grinned sheepishly, bowing and winking at the matron.

She had a soft spot for handsome young men.

Jiang Qingze (Lan Yanzhi)'s good looks hit her right in the heart.

She feigned helplessness, though the upturned corners of her mouth betrayed her. "Is that so? What's your sister's name? I'll check which room she's in."

She pulled out a notebook and pretended to search.

"Jiang Qingyue."

Lan Yanzhi’s lips twitched, his slender eyes full of laughter.

The room arranged by the production team was just around the corner—this matron was quite the actress, too.

"Jiang Qingyue... found her. That room over there. Go find her, but stop shouting."

She set down the notebook and pointed him to the corner room.

Jiang Qingze "Lan Yanzhi" hurried to the door, balling his hand into a fist and knocking.

"Knock, knock—"

No answer.

But inside, laughter and a woman's voice could be heard.

"Babies, let's do a giveaway. More fan love, but please stop sending gifts."

"Click the fortune bag in the top left to enter the draw. Only one grand prize—a Volkswagen!"

The woman's voice carried out.

Lan Yanzhi couldn't tell if the woman inside was the character "Jiang Qingyue" or Mu Ran.

"Qingyue, I'm coming in," Jiang Qingze (Lan Yanzhi) called, gently pushing open the door.

The woman livestreaming inside glanced at him and said quickly, "Bro, give me a minute, I'm live."

In the livestream comment section—

[What does that mean? Does Mu Ran have a brother?]

[Why does that man sound exactly like a certain celebrity?]

[Lan Yanzhi??]

Mu Ran smiled, her finger swiping her phone as she messaged An Lan on WeChat to buy a car—she was determined to spoil her fans.

"Yes, it's Lan Yanzhi. I'm playing the character 'Jiang Qingyue' now! Did you forget? But the gifts and fan love are from me, Mu Ran, personally. Don't be confused!"

[Mu Ran! Pick me! Pick me!]

[Mu Ran's giving away a Volkswagen? Is it a Phaeton?]

[Just afraid it's a Volkswagen with letters on the back!]

[Mu Ran, be rational! You're still on the rise! Just give us phones!]

Mu Ran smiled at all the comments, "It's not a Phaeton—I can't afford a car that expensive!"

She said it lightly, but the fans took it to heart.

[True fans, send gifts to Mu Ran!]

[Right! Mu Ran, don't give us cars, let us give you things!]

[We want to see you live in luxury, Mu Ran!]

[So touched! Mu Ran doesn't even have much money, yet she's spoiling her fans with a car!]

Suddenly, Mu Ran's livestream was flooded with gifts.

Carnivals, sports cars, flowers, Cupid's arrows of love—gifts and tips poured in.

Lan Yanzhi, sitting beside her, was dumbfounded by the spectacle in Mu Ran's stream.

"Mu Ran, your fans are so devoted! They're wild!"

Mu Ran stared at the screen, her face completely covered by the waves of virtual gifts.

"It's mutual devotion," she replied.

Seeing Lan Yanzhi itching to try, she asked, "Never streamed before?"

He shook his head.

"Want to try?"

Lan Yanzhi scooted closer and sat beside her.

"Hello everyone, I'm Lan Yanzhi. Nice to meet you all!"

[It's really Lan Yanzhi!]

[I'm shipping these two!]

[Lan Yanzhi! Your recent scumbag role was infuriating, but I've fallen for your looks!]

[My values follow my eyes!]

"Thank you all for your love and support. Please watch our large-scale variety show, 'Silent Script Shark!'"

[Ha ha, still working even now!]

[We're loyal fans! Mu Ran's deduction skills last episode were incredible!]

[Her acting is top-notch!]

"Alright, alright, don't go shipping random couples!" Mu Ran laughed, but deliberately kept some distance between herself and Lan Yanzhi.

She worried certain people might be watching.

Suddenly, a user named "Cheng Beigu" sent twenty consecutive carnivals in the livestream.

"Cheng Beigu?"

"Teacher Cheng?"

Mu Ran and Lan Yanzhi leaned in toward the phone screen, both mouths slightly agape.

The next moment, "Cheng Beigu" left a comment:

[Stay away from her.]

Lan Yanzhi: "!!!"

He straightened up at once, scooting away from the camera.

"Mu Ran..."

He was nervous—who wasn't afraid of a big boss!

Who would dare cross Gu Beicheng (Cheng Beigu), a heavyweight in the entertainment world?

In the comment section—

[Was that Cheng Beigu just now?]

[He's jealous!]

[Cheng Beigu and Mu Ran are the real deal!]

[Mu Ran! What's your relationship with Cheng Beigu?]

Mu Ran smiled serenely, though her expression was layered with meaning. She glanced reassuringly at Lan Yanzhi.

It seemed everyone on the show now knew Cheng Beigu's true identity.

She then turned her beautiful eyes toward the camera, her voice carrying a playful lilt. "It's exactly the relationship you're all imagining."

As soon as she spoke, the "Cheng Beigu" account sent another hundred carnivals and sports cars!