Wedding Night: I Became the Female Supporting Character and Married the Villain!

It was a selection of male artistes.

The show was filled with artistes who were currently not signed to any company or internet celebrities. They all had a certain level of popularity and singing and dancing skills. After several rounds of competition and elimination, a seven-man boy group would be selected.

This competition seemed fair, but many underhanded tricks still took place behind the scenes. In fact, the seven people who would come out on top had already been decided. The remaining contestants may be just as capable as them, if not more, but they would be eliminated all the same.

Chi Tong planned to choose one or two contestants that he liked from the remaining contestants and sign them on. After the show, they would directly become the contestants who would debut.

The video was raw footage of the boys singing and dancing.

Luo Ying was used to seeing handsome men in the entertainment industry. Their looks were not a priority. Her sharp eyes looked out for any unpolished gems.

Some of them looked like they had potential.

One of the boys, Su Huan, caught Luo Ying’s attention.

Although this boy did not stand out among his peers, he had a good stage presence and was quite good-looking.

He was also dressed lightly. A sleeveless black vest outlined his muscular figure.

There were all sorts of accessories hanging around his neck.

His song of choice was an alluring one. His actions and expressions were very sensual. He even teased the audience by lifting his shirt from time to time.

Luo Ying was watching with great interest. She did not notice the man behind her staring at her with burning eyes.

“What’s wrong? Is he your type?”

Luo Ying was so shocked that she almost flung the iPad out of her hand.

“No.” Luo Ying turned around and found that Lu Zhao had already finished his shower. His hair was still wet, and he was wearing a white t-shirt. The water from his hair had not dried up and was still dripping on his clothes. The outline of his muscles could be vaguely seen through his clothes.

Luo Ying swallowed her saliva.

The outline of Lu Zhao’s muscles under his clothes was even more attractive than that of those young hunks in the video. She wanted to reach out and touch him.

What was going on? When did she become such a perverted woman?

Just as she was feeling restless, the man handed her the hairdryer. “Help me dry my hair.”

Luo Ying nodded and took the hairdryer from Lu Zhao’s hand.

The warm wind blew out from the hairdryer, passing over Luo Ying’s fingers and blowing through Lu Zhao’s soft, black short hair.

The two of them were facing a mirror.

The hairdryer was a little stifling, so Lu Zhao lifted his shirt to fan away the heat.

The lines of his abdominal muscles appeared in Luo Ying’s eyes.

This man was dangerous for her heart.

Luo Ying quickly moved her eyes away and did not notice the man’s slightly curved lips in the mirror.

“If you like that type, sign the contract and train him well. He’ll definitely be famous,” Lu Zhao said.

“No, those people were all chosen by Chi Tong. I was just about to ask Chi Tong to select someone else. Someone who works so hard on being a sex symbol is going to get into a scandal sooner or later. It’s bad for the industry. He’s definitely a scumbag,” Luo Ying replied.

When Lu Zhao’s hair was almost completely dried, Luo Ying put down the hairdryer and kneeled behind Lu Zhao, helping him set his hair.

“Lin Su has never shown his body in front of you. Is that why you liked him so much before? ” Lu Zhao asked.

“No, I haven’t seen it…” Luo Ying was about to answer and suddenly realized that something was wrong. “No, who wants to see his body?”

What kind of logic is this?! Was this man trying to get information out of her?

Luo Ying’s face was red. Lu Zhao looked at the little woman’s red cheeks in the mirror, and his mood quickly improved.

Lu Zhao looked at the deflated little woman and turned around to pull her into his arms.

Luo Ying’s entire body was pressed against Lu Zhao’s body. His clothes were very thin, and the muscle lines that had just appeared in the mirror were now pressed against her hand.

It was as if he was inviting her to touch it.

Luo Ying reached out and touched his abdominal muscles lightly. The man spotted this small gesture.

Lu Zhao straightened up slightly, pulled Luo Ying into his arms, and gently touched her hair.