When Zhao Hua brought up the idea, the two senior execs didn’t take it seriously at all. In fact, they thought Zhao Hua was getting more and more ridiculous.
“What kind of nonsense is that? Lost soul? This is just superstitious mumbo-jumbo.”
“But what if it’s true?” Zhao Hua defended himself, starting to believe in his own suggestion. “What if Song Yu did lose his soul? How else do you explain the fact that his body is fully healed, yet he still hasn’t woken up? As long as Song Yu stays unconscious, Xingyue will keep declining day by day. Why not give it a shot? If it works and he wakes up, he might just save the company. And it’s not like things like this don’t happen in the industry—remember that rising actress Jiang Ying who blew up last year? She went to Thailand and came back to film three blockbuster dramas in a row. Before that, she barely made a splash.”
Persuaded by Zhao Hua’s reasoning, the two eventually relented.
“Alright, fine. But if you’re going to do it, find someone reputable. Don’t drag some scam artist into this. Xingyue doesn’t exactly have money to waste.”
“Relax. I’ve already pulled some strings. The master I found is one of the best in the circle. Most people can’t even book him.” Zhao Hua had clearly prepared for this.
In the entertainment world, secrets don’t stay secret for long. Word that Xingyue was seeking out a spiritual master spread quickly in smaller circles—and of course, Fu Yuqian heard about it early on.
And wouldn’t you know it—Zhao Hua was trying to book none other than Master Jiaye.
After all, there may be plenty of “masters” in the industry, but those with real ability are few and far between.
So Fu Yuqian called up Jiaye and asked him to help cover for Song Yu. Jiaye agreed and took the opportunity to reclaim his precious bead.
When Song Yu found out Zhao Hua was bringing in a master to “summon his soul,” he was actually pretty excited. Even though he was used to being a cat by now, he still wanted to return to his human body—especially to date Fu Yuqian as a person.
Being a cat came with a lot of inconveniences, especially now that the New Year had passed and spring was arriving. The neighborhood was filled with the mewling of female and male cats alike, and several times, he’d gotten so riled up that he desperately wanted to rub against something.
Zhao Hua managed to pull strings and spend quite a bit of money to finally secure a meeting with Master Jiaye. He immediately arranged a time and rushed over to Shengan Hospital.
By then, Fu Yuqian had already transferred Song Yu back to the hospital, not wanting Zhao Hua to discover that Song Yu had been staying in one of his villas—worried it might cause unnecessary drama.
Song Yu didn’t know exactly when Jiaye would be arriving, but when he saw Fu Yuqian heading out, he wanted to tag along. However, Fu Yuqian stopped him and left Liu Le to keep him company. Song Yu was furious and vented by destroying several of his toys.
Fu Yuqian was just being cautious. After all, Jiaye had been to the house before and might be recognized. Even if unlikely, he didn’t want to take the risk of Song Yu suspecting anything.
At that moment, Fu Yuqian was in Ying Qi’s office, watching the hospital room via surveillance.
Jiaye still had that ethereal, otherworldly air, his features calm and elegant. The moment he appeared, Zhao Hua was awestruck.
He even had the urge to ask Jiaye if he’d ever considered entering showbiz, but after remembering the 500,000 yuan he’d just paid, he shut his mouth.
These masters were loaded—why would they bother with the entertainment industry?
Jiaye’s acting skills were top-notch. After glancing over Song Yu’s condition, he closed his eyes, formed a hand seal, and began chanting.
His voice was like polished jade tapping together, melodious and smooth like a sacred chant.
Yet as Zhao Hua listened, a sudden cold sweat broke out on his back. It was as if a terrifying beast had awoken deep within him, ready to devour him whole.
She wanted badly to stop Jiaye, to tell him to stop chanting, but when she opened her mouth, no sound came out. She looked at Jiaye in horror, but it felt like she was looking at a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water—blurred and indistinct—filling her heart with fear.
When Jiaye finally finished chanting, Zhao Hua broke out in a cold sweat. Her soul seemed to return to her body, and she woke up, completely drained of strength.
Madam Song, however, appeared entirely unaffected and looked at Zhao Hua with a bit of confusion.
Jiaye spoke: “He doesn’t want to wake up himself. There’s nothing more I can do.”
Zhao Hua looked utterly exhausted, as if she had aged several years in an instant. Her voice was hoarse: “Master, what were you chanting just now?”
“The Soul-Summoning Sutra and the Clarity Incantation,” Jiaye replied. “But Song Yu has a strong will. He has a knot in his heart.”
Jiaye turned to Zhao Hua, his light tea-colored eyes seeming to see right through her. “And that knot in his heart… has to do with you.”
Zhao Hua was startled. She quickly lowered her head, not daring to meet Jiaye’s gaze, afraid he might see through her. But it was already too late—Jiaye said, “I took your money, yet failed to wake Song Yu. I feel some guilt. So, let me give your company a reading.”
With that, he closed his eyes again and began turning his prayer beads. After a moment, he opened his eyes and said, “The thing you’re hiding… it’s not safe. Someone will find it soon. And once it’s found, Xingyue will be utterly destroyed.”
Zhao Hua’s heart pounded wildly as she stared at Jiaye in shock.
But Jiaye showed no emotion. He simply said, “That’s all I have to say. Goodbye.”
Zhao Hua collapsed into her chair, heart racing. Was the thing she was hiding really that unsafe? Who would go after it?
Could Jiaye really be trusted?
All kinds of thoughts swirled through her mind, but Zhao Hua didn’t dare take the risk. She immediately left to discuss the matter with the deputy director.
Madam Song was heartbroken. So Xiao Yu didn’t want to wake up on his own?
When Fu Yuqian returned home, he was greeted by an angry little cat who slapped him several times with its paws. Fu Yuqian’s voice was low and dejected: “Yiyi, the master said Xiao Yu has a knot in his heart and doesn’t want to wake up.”
Upon hearing that, Song Yu immediately lost interest. So the so-called master was a fraud?
And to think he had been thinking about this for so long!
The so-called fraud, Master Jiaye, suddenly sneezed hard.
After Zhao Hua returned, she immediately contacted the deputy director by phone. But what she didn’t know was that her phone had already been monitored. Qin Yuqiu had spoofed a phone number to send Zhao Hua a junk message every day. The messages said, “Reply ‘TD’ to unsubscribe.” At first, Zhao Hua didn’t pay attention, but after getting them every day, she eventually got annoyed and replied to unsubscribe. But “TD” was actually the key Qin Yuqiu used to hack her phone. Now, he could access her calls and camera anytime, and had set up keyword triggers—any time Zhao Hua’s voice communication included certain keywords, he would be alerted.
Fu Yuqian had guessed Zhao Hua would probably contact someone from the company once she found out, so he had Qin Yuqiu monitor her. Sure enough, from Zhao Hua’s call with the deputy director, they learned that there were only two copies of Song Yu’s data—one with Zhao Hua, and one with the deputy director.
After confirming the number of copies, Fu Yuqian began planning the next step—retrieving the materials and destroying them.
Finally, there was progress. That night, Fu Yuqian was in a great mood. After relieving himself, he noticed that Song Yu also seemed a bit restless, and even a little tender bud had sprouted.
Song Yu listened to Fu Yuqian’s sexy moans, and his body grew hotter and hotter. He really wanted to rub up against something—but what should he rub? As he paced around, a long, strong leg suddenly stretched out in front of him.
“Yiyi, are you in heat?” Fu Yuqian asked. “I saw online that some pets like to rub against their owner’s leg. Why don’t you give it a try?”
“…” Song Yu wanted to pounce on Fu Yuqian and smother his face. How could someone be so shameless! He was actually offering his leg for his pet to hump!
But… Fu Yuqian’s leg really was quite good-looking. The muscles were firm but not bulky—even the leg hair looked sexy…
Seeing Song Yu standing there stunned and a bit annoyed, Fu Yuqian couldn’t help but tease him more.
Yiyi had gone into heat once before, but he’d shown no interest in female cats. When he had urges, he just humped his soft plush toys. As a fellow male, Fu Yuqian hadn’t wanted to get Yiyi neutered—especially since he wasn’t spraying or yowling all night—so he just let it be.
“Yiyi, didn’t you used to love rubbing against my ankle the most?” Fu Yuqian said in confusion. “What’s going on now? Or… are you looking for a little female cat? Should I contact the pet hospital tomorrow?”
Song Yu panicked at the thought of Fu Yuqian really bringing home a little female cat. This restless feeling was unbearable—logic couldn’t control emotion anymore. He pounced.
As he rubbed against Fu Yuqian, he thought, Does this count as me humping him? Even if it’s just his ankle.
Also, when he returns to normal, he’s definitely going to make Yiyi go meet a female cat—or just get him neutered—because Fu Yuqian is his.
He couldn’t let Yiyi hump him.
Eleven minutes later, Song Yu entered post-nut clarity.
Thinking back to last time, it had also happened while listening to Fu Yuqian’s voice. Back then, he hadn’t fallen for him yet and had awkwardly wiped the suspicious fluid off with his own fur. Now? He had completely thrown away his shame.
After all, Fu Yuqian was his man. If he wanted to hump him, he would.
Song Yu covered his face, feeling like Fu Yuqian had completely corrupted him.
Fu Yuqian hadn’t expected Song Yu to be so bold. The rubbing had felt oddly strange. After cleaning himself in the bathroom, he scooped up the lazy, limp Song Yu and laid him beside his pillow.
“Yiyi, you did great. Even lasted longer than last time.”
Song Yu stiffened. So he did know about last time!
But then he relaxed. Whatever. He was just a salted duck egg boy now.
Thankfully, Fu Yuqian didn’t know the soul inside the shell was really him. Otherwise, he’d want to dig a hole and hide.
On the twelfth day of the new year, Fu Yuqian officially joined the film crew with Song Yu in his arms.
Everyone on set had arrived, the mood was festive, and spirits were high. Guo Mao greeted Fu Yuqian with a big smile: “Teacher Fu, you’re here! After the opening ceremony, we’ll choose two scenes to shoot first and get your costume photos done at the same time. Sound good?”
“Of course,” Fu Yuqian replied. He had already memorized the script by heart.
This drama was a web series with a same-sex romance theme, which naturally attracted a lot of media attention. After some discussion with the producer, Guo Mao decided to go all out and set up a livestream.
Fu Yuqian arrived early and was already getting his makeup done. The other actors were also getting ready.
He was dressed in a black and gold dragon robe. The robe had been bought ready-made—since the setting was a fictional dynasty, there was no need for strict historical accuracy. The goal was to look cool. The costume cost fifty thousand yuan, with fully hand-embroidered details. The five-clawed golden dragon looked lifelike—it was basically walking currency.
Once the wig was in place and the foundation done, the makeup artist thickened his eyebrows slightly and shaped them into a sharp, sword-like form. The rest of the makeup was also meticulously applied. Meanwhile, Song Yu was lying off to the side, watching in his ancient-style cat costume.
When the makeup was finished, the artist couldn’t help but praise him, “Teacher Fu, you’re unbelievably handsome.”
“Meow~” Of course he is.
Song Yu actually felt a little proud.
Fu Yuqian looked absolutely stunning in costume—his features were sharp as blades, his gaze piercing like a sword. He exuded the fierce air of a wolf king. Though his looks were strikingly handsome, he gave off such an intimidating presence that no one dared to look directly at him.
Song Yu stared in a daze. He was starting to really get Fu Yuqian’s looks.
As Fu Yuqian stepped out of the dressing room, the actors and staff around him were visibly shaken. Until now, many of them had dismissed him as just a popular star with no acting chops, worrying that his look wouldn’t even compare to Zhu Mingkun’s. But to their surprise, Fu Yuqian’s appearance completely blew Zhu Mingkun out of the water.
Zhu Mingkun had been keeping a low profile since his warning. When he saw Fu Yuqian looking better than him in costume, he didn’t dare say a word.
As for Guo Mao, he was already giving a thumbs up. “This is exactly the Leng Yunlin I wanted. Perfect. If this drama doesn’t get popular, it would be a crime against heaven.”
By this point, the rest of the main cast had also finished makeup and stepped out. Tang Jiayan, who played Fu Qingyu, wore a light moon-white robe. He had delicate features and carried himself with an elegant air—though with a hint of playfulness, which suited the character quite well.
But when he stood next to Fu Yuqian, Guo Mao immediately noticed the problem.
And the livestream viewers noticed too.
【emmm no offense to little Jiayan, but his looks just don’t quite measure up here】
【+1. He’s cute on his own, but standing next to big bro… something’s off. Honestly, even Yiyi has more chemistry with him】
【Guys, I don’t know if I should say this… but imagine if Song Yu was standing next to him instead—just think about it】
【WTF, you’re evil—but also, yes, YES】
【Can the Pisces upstairs stop pushing CPs? It’s so annoying. Song Yu would never act in this drama. If he does, I’ll livestream myself peeing upside down】
Author’s Note:
Sorry, my lovelies—I had to work overtime yesterday, and over two hours today too 😭 But I can’t skip updates! Skipping once is addictive!
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