Chapter 33 - The Supporting Villain Is Raising a Cub Online

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I'm So Scared, sob sob sob!

 

 

Lin Yu's heart was filled with sorrow as he gazed at Ji Yanxiu and Tan Qing, seated together on the horse.

 

Their joy was theirs alone.

 

As for a mere worker like him? He had nothing.

 

Lin Yu lowered his head in defeat, staring at the message screen on his phone. Just as he was still pondering how to respond to the previous message, He Mingyu sent another one.

 

Boss: "Is he busy? Take a photo of him working and send it to me."

 

Lin Yu: "!!!"

 

Shivering in the cold wind, Lin Yu struggled to type out a response: "Boss, Mr. Tan is in the dressing room for a makeup touch-up. I can't take a picture just yet."

 

Boss: "Then take a video of him doing his makeup."

 

Lin Yu: "..."

 

Clutching his phone, Lin Yu felt like crying. "B-Boss... Mr. Tan said makeup videos don't look flattering..."

 

Boss: "Oh."

 

That one period carried a depth of meaning, encapsulating the essence of the entire conversation.

 

Lin Yu hovered in the fear that this period created, agonizing for what felt like an eternity before finally resigning himself to take a few photos of Ji Yanxiu and Tan Qing together. With a heavy heart, he sent them to He Mingyu.

 

Lin Yu: [photo][photo][photo]

 

Feeling a pang of guilt, Lin Yu quickly added: "Boss, please don't be angry! I just didn't want you to misunderstand. This is just a perfectly normal scene! Really, the director didn't even clear the set—everyone's here!"

 

But this attempt to placate He Mingyu clearly didn't improve his mood.

 

A moment later, Lin Yu's phone lit up again.

 

Boss: "Heh."

 

Lin Yu: "..."

 

Staring at that one syllable for a long time, Lin Yu felt a storm was brewing. Without delay, he hurried over to Tan Qing as soon as the scene wrapped up.

 

Tan Qing, a fox spirit who had never ridden a horse before, was far from satisfied after just ten minutes of riding.

 

In fact, after the director called "cut," Tan Qing looked reluctant to part with the majestic steed beneath him.

 

At that moment, sensing Tan Qing's growing interest in horseback riding, Ji Yanxiu offered, "I happen to keep two horses at a ranch on the outskirts of J City. If you'd like, I could take you riding on our next day off."

 

Tan Qing, ever the free spirit, eagerly accepted the invitation.

 

So, when Lin Yu arrived, he found Tan Qing enthusiastically planning a horseback riding trip with Ji Yanxiu. The two of them were still wearing their costumes from the shoot, walking closely side by side.

 

As they passed by a wind machine, Ji Yanxiu even lifted his crown prince's bright yellow cloak and wrapped it around Tan Qing, shielding him from the breeze.

 

Lin Yu: "..."

 

Sorry for disturbing you both.

 

Lin Yu felt extremely awkward about approaching them at such a moment, but what choice did he have? With a sigh, he summoned the courage He Mingyu had instilled in him, and hurried forward.

 

"Mr. Tan, could I have a moment?" Lin Yu called out.

 

Tan Qing poked his head out from under Ji Yanxiu's cloak, eyes lighting up as he spotted the new phone in Lin Yu's hands. "Lin Yu! You're here!"

 

Lin Yu forced a polite smile and gave Ji Yanxiu a nod before addressing Tan Qing again. "Mr. Tan, I was wondering if you're free right now?"

 

Tan Qing let out a small sound of confusion and glanced at Ji Yanxiu. Hesitantly, he replied, "But just now, Ji Yanxiu said he was going to perform a quadruple kill* for me! I want to see it..."

 

[T/N: "四杀" (quadruple kill) is likely a gaming term that refers to a player eliminating four opponents in quick succession. It's often used in multiplayer games, particularly in battle royale or team-based games, to indicate a significant achievement.]

 

Lin Yu: "..."

 

In the end, Ji Yanxiu graciously gave Lin Yu a break and let Tan Qing go. "It's alright, I'll wait for you in my room and teach you later."

 

Only then did Tan Qing reluctantly agree, but not before turning back to confirm, "You promise you won't fall asleep? Wait for me, okay?"

 

Ji Yanxiu chuckled, "Don't worry."

 

Lin Yu: "..."

 

Sigh.

 

With silent frustration, Lin Yu led Tan Qing away. Once they were far enough, he handed over the phone from its packaging. "Mr. Tan, this phone was personally chosen by the boss. Do you like it?"

 

However, the aloof Tan Qing was more concerned with specs than sentiment. "Is it the one with 12GB RAM and 1024GB storage?"

 

Lin Yu: "..."

 

He responded honestly, "It's the largest capacity available on the market. Of course, the boss made sure to get you the best."

 

Tan Qing, with all the entitlement of someone who believed this was only right, replied, "Well, duh. I gave him a child, and I don't even make him pay for our living expenses!"

 

Lin Yu: "..."

 

Still holding onto the message from He Mingyu, Lin Yu decided to lay things out clearly. "Mr. Tan, I just wanted to remind you... Even though the boss isn't here right now, he's very concerned about you. You're working on set, but maybe you should also think about the boss."

 

Tan Qing blinked innocently. "Think about him? Why?"

 

Gritting his teeth, Lin Yu pressed on, "Since you're already in a relationship with the boss, I suggest you keep your distance from Film Emperor Ji. That way, you can avoid any rumors and misunderstandings."

 

Tan Qing looked baffled. "Huh? What misunderstandings?"

 

Lin Yu: "…The misunderstanding that after starting a relationship with the boss, you're now involved in something inappropriate with Film Emperor Ji."

 

Tan Qing: "..."

 

He felt that human relationships were far too complicated.

 

In the fox world, there was no such thing as a stable, lifelong monogamous relationship. Mating seasons were determined by the cycles of estrus and breeding periods. Once the mating was done, the relationship could be dissolved.

 

When the next season came around, a whole new set of options opened up.

 

Honestly, Tan Qing didn't think there was anything wrong with He Mingyu. In fact, he had tried to extend their partnership several times, but He Mingyu never gave him any kind of response—not even a token gesture.

 

Surely, it wasn't fair that just because He Mingyu wasn't interested, he had to hold back all the time, right?

 

That didn't make any sense!

 

Scratching the back of his head, Tan Qing earnestly explained to Lin Yu, "We're not in any kind of relationship right now. He doesn't sleep with me, so we're both free foxes… I mean, free people."

 

Lin Yu: "…"

 

His worldview shattered. "But you've already had a child with the boss, and you're living together now. Even if the boss hasn't… it still doesn't mean you're free, does it?"

 

Tan Qing wrinkled his nose. "Let me put it this way: I don't think He Mingyu's body is capable of satisfying a partner."

 

Lin Yu: "???"

 

Tan Qing continued analyzing. "I'm telling you, either he can't get hard, or even if I manage to make him hard, he doesn't feel any desire—sigh, never mind. I'll give you the addresses of a few specialized men's clinics. Maybe you can talk to him, see if he's willing to confront his physical issues."

 

Lin Yu: "…"

 

Lin Yu felt like he had just learned something earth-shattering.

 

Seeing Lin Yu frozen in silence, Tan Qing nudged his shoulder curiously. "Why do you look so pale?"

 

Lin Yu: "…"

 

Now he was filled with regret.

 

Deep regret.

 

At that moment, Lin Yu swore to himself that once he got home, he would buy an almanac and hang it by his bed, checking every morning if it was a good day to leave the house.

 

With a bleak expression, Lin Yu glanced at Tan Qing and muttered, "It's nothing, Mr. Tan… The phone's delivered, so I'll be heading back now."

 

Seeing Lin Yu looking so unwell, Tan Qing showed a rare hint of concern. "You don't look too good. Should I call a driver for you?"

 

Lin Yu: "No need…"

 

With a heart full of sympathy for the boss, Lin Yu drifted away on unsteady feet.

 

The cold wind howled.

 

But Tan Qing, unaffected by Lin Yu's despair, happily carried his new phone back to the hotel where the crew was staying and pressed the elevator button for Ji Yanxiu's floor.

 

When the elevator doors opened, a man in a black suit brushed past him.

 

Tan Qing, engrossed in setting the wallpaper on his new phone, didn't notice the man in the elevator.

 

However, as the man passed, he accidentally bumped into Tan Qing, successfully catching his attention.

 

Tan Qing glanced up at the man and instinctively sniffed the air.

 

He paused, then turned around to follow him.

 

The man walked quickly, and Tan Qing kept up just as fast. While trailing behind, he skillfully played a couple of rounds of Tetris on his phone.

 

After two games, the man led Tan Qing into a blind spot in the underground parking lot, turned to face him, and glared menacingly. "Are you secretly following me?"

 

Tan Qing closed his game, shook his head, and replied cheerfully, "Nope, I'm following you openly."

 

The man: "…"

 

With a vicious glare, the man spat, "Why are you following me? You looking for trouble?"

 

Tan Qing chuckled, tucking his phone into his pocket, and said sincerely, "I'm following you because you smell delicious!"

 

The man's expression shifted. "What do you mean?"

 

Excited, Tan Qing rubbed his hands together, staring at the man as if he were a plump, juicy roast chicken. "Let me take a sniff… Oh wow, you're two hundred and fifty years old! You're doing great!"

 

The man: "…"

 

Though the person in front of him looked young and harmless, thin and delicate, with an innocent and unassuming expression, a sudden chill ran down the man's spine.

 

He instinctively took a step back.

 

But this blind spot was one he had chosen to avoid the cameras. A step back pressed him against the hard wall.

 

There was no escape.

 

The man took a deep breath, pressing himself flat against the wall as he reached for his waist. He snapped, "I don't know what nonsense you're talking about!"

 

Tan Qing tilted his head curiously and kindly explained, "Are you reaching for a gun? Guns don't work on me, and you'll only get arrested."

 

The man: "…"

 

He pulled out a gun fitted with a silencer, its cold, dark barrel pointed straight at Tan Qing.

 

With the weapon in hand, the man regained some confidence and sneered, "Blame yourself for being too observant and chatty. Knowing too much never ends well—don't worry, I'll send you off quietly."

 

Perhaps driven by fear or malice—

 

The instant the gun was steady, he fired a shot at Tan Qing.

 

Just as promised, there was no sound when the bullet was fired.

 

The man watched as the bullet sailed through the air unimpeded, embedding itself into the far wall of the garage.

 

"…"

 

The man's face turned pale.

 

Meanwhile, Tan Qing's face, which had been unnaturally pale, was now flushed with color from his earlier chase, looking quite healthy.

 

He glanced at the man, his tone laced with bemusement. "Bro, your shot didn't land! A man can fail at many things, but shooting can't be one of them!"

 

The man: "…"

 

Could a little taunting really bring such joy?

 

It could—

 

So much joy.

 

Clapping the dust off his hands, Tan Qing smiled with an exaggerated friendliness, "How about this? I'll give you a head start—run thirty-nine meters, and if I catch you, I'll eat you, okay?"

 

The man's lips trembled, as though he wanted to say something, but the words wouldn't come out.

 

Before he had taken human form, he had heard stories from his elders about the ancient, powerful demons.

 

These great demons, though also part of the demon race, had lived for a thousand years.

 

Most avoided the world, living solitary lives, indifferent to human customs and emotions. They didn't understand joy, sorrow, love, or loss.

 

Capricious by nature, they had no regard for life, eating raw flesh and blood, and were prone to violence.

 

The gun he had was given by his boss, capable of killing both humans and demons with immense power. Survival was almost impossible.

 

Yet, in the eyes of the person before him, it was nothing more than a joke.

 

Suddenly, his knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground in front of Tan Qing. "I-I didn't recognize you for who you are… Please, almighty one, spare my life! I'll serve you faithfully, I swear—just spare me!"

 

"That's not possible."

 

Tan Qing squatted down in front of the man, legs crossed, blinking innocently. "I could've let you go, but you smell like human blood. It smells delicious—I just can't resist!"

 

The man: "…"

 

He was trembling, nearly in tears, bowing repeatedly before Tan Qing, desperately babbling, "I-I'll bring you some humans to eat! Just don't eat me! Please, I'll get them right away—"

 

"No, no."

 

Tan Qing shook his finger seriously, explaining in a law-abiding tone, "I'm a good demon living under socialist laws. Eating humans is illegal, and I'd get arrested."

 

The man: "…"

 

Tan Qing, having sorted through his logic, glanced impatiently at his prey. "But eating demons won't get me in trouble. So, are you going to run those thirty-nine meters or not?"

 

The man: "…"

 

Seeing that words were useless, the man froze.

 

In an instant, the tall figure vanished. The once-neat suit he wore collapsed limply on the ground, no longer supported by a human body.

 

In the spot where the man had disappeared, a snake as thick as a child's wrist slithered out from under the clothes.

 

The snake was a mottled gray and black, instinctively flicking its tongue at Tan Qing.

 

It quickly recoiled, as if terrified, and darted toward the underside of a nearby car.

 

Tan Qing pouted, a mix of disdain and disappointment. "Ugh… no wonder you smelled so bad, just a stinky reptile."

 

Oh well.

 

I guess I'll settle for it.

 

Tan Qing stepped on the tip of the gray snake's tail, then lifted it off the ground.

 

After making sure no one was around, he skillfully tied it into a knot.

 

Wrapping it up tightly, he tossed it into his mouth.

 

Slurp.

 

Patting his now slightly full belly, Tan Qing glanced around once more—still no one.

 

The man's suit and gun lay abandoned on the ground, left behind by their now-absent owner.

 

Tan Qing let out a contented belch and slowly took out his brand-new phone—dual cameras, 50 megapixels front and back, 1024GB of storage.

 

He dialed 110.

 

When the operator picked up, a soft, helpless voice came through, sobbing and gasping as if in the midst of utter heartbreak.

 

"Officer, w-waaah! I found a gun! A real gun! I'm so scared, sob sob sob!"

 

The Operator: "…"

 

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