Chapter 873: Chapter 873

Mu Chiheng took a deep breath when he heard this, his expression grew more solemn, "Of course, I’m confident. But what use is confidence? In the face of connections, I’m nothing."

"In the face of connections? What do you mean?" Yan Yuan was surprised to find that competition was so fierce even among the guys.

"Do you know Liang Junwei? He’s the general manager’s nephew, and he’s more capable than Su Meili. This is a brutal contest; it’s hard to say who will get the lead role."

Yan Yuan recalled Liang Junwei from her memory.

Although he was a bit better than Su Meili, he also relied on his connections to do as he pleased among the newcomers.

The most important thing was, that guy was fairly good-looking, a master at charming girls.

Previously he whistled at her, and she ignored him.

After that, she didn’t pay attention to him anymore.

"Don’t worry, capability is still the most important thing," Yan Yuan said.

The two chatted and laughed along the way, got off the bus, transferred, and returned to the company.

Mu Chiheng even helped Yan Yuan carry things, and they walked into the company together.

By then it was already very late.

"Have you eaten? How about we go for some noodles together?" Mu Chiheng asked.

There was a restaurant downstairs from the company, offering various snacks, with their fish noodles being the most famous.

Of course, Yan Yuan was up for it; she hadn’t eaten since the afternoon and was already starving.

"Let’s go! I’m hungry!"

The two found a window seat and sat down.

Yan Yuan directly ordered three servings, making Mu Chiheng’s eyes widen.

Although he had heard about Yan Yuan’s great appetite, he didn’t expect her to be this impressive. Isn’t it crucial for aspiring celebrities to control their appetite and not gain weight?

"Don’t make a fuss, I could even finish two more servings, but I’m just worried about being too full tonight and not sleeping well," Yan Yuan said calmly.

Mu Chiheng was convinced, "I think if you entered a big-eating contest, you’d definitely win the championship!"

"No doubt about it!" Yan Yuan showed no signs of embarrassment.

Eating well is a blessing.

She should indulge while she can enjoy delicious food.

Once she returns home, she naturally can’t overeat anymore; she doesn’t want to be searching for restrooms all the time.

In the Immortal Realm, there’s no place to relieve oneself!

Yan Yuan had a good impression of Mu Chiheng; during military training, he was the best among the boys. Plus, he was good-looking enough to play the male lead.

Moreover, in this talent contest, he showcased Martial Arts, having a solid foundation which gives him a high chance of being chosen as the male lead.

Suddenly, a teasing voice sounded from behind Yan Yuan, "Yo, isn’t this the beautiful Yan Yuan? Why are you two hiding here for a secret meeting?"

Liang Junwei, accompanied by two girls, walked in from the entrance, heading straight for Yan Yuan.

Yan Yuan, eating her last bowl, looked at his annoying face, put down her chopsticks, and said, "What’s up? If nothing, don’t affect my appetite."

"Yan Yuan, don’t be like that! It’s hard to run into you. Come join us!" Liang Junwei, with dyed yellow hair, motioned for the two girls he brought to sit down and sat across from Yan Yuan.

He propped his chin with one hand, staring at Yan Yuan with a lecherous gaze, to the extent that it felt like his eyeballs could fall out.

Yan Yuan instantly lost her appetite.

Mu Chiheng had already finished eating and was waiting for Yan Yuan.

Seeing Liang Junwei approaching, he stood up and said to Yan Yuan, "Let’s go, it’s late. I’ll walk you back."

Liang Junwei glared at Mu Chiheng, wondering since when he had gotten so close to Yan Yuan.

Every time he tried to hit on her, Yan Yuan wouldn’t pay him any attention.

Now, they were not only eating together but he was also walking her back to the dorm.

"Hold on! Mu Chiheng, I didn’t see you this afternoon. There’s a competition tomorrow, aren’t you going to practice? What are you doing here?" Liang Junwei blocked Mu Chiheng’s way.

Mu Chiheng frowned, replying bluntly, "It’s none of your business! What I choose to do is not up to you."

"It’s not that I care what you do. But seeing you affects my mood." Liang Junwei pushed Mu Chiheng, causing him to crash into the table behind him.

Yan Yuan stood to the side, slightly unable to tolerate it.

However, before a real fight broke out, she had no intention to interfere.

Mu Chiheng clenched his fists, and while Liang Junwei was distracted, he punched him in the face.

Immediately, Liang Junwei’s eye turned into a panda eye.

He clutched his eye socket, yelling in pain.

Mu Chiheng seized the opportunity to grab Yan Yuan and quickly left the restaurant.

As soon as they stepped outside, Liang Junwei chased after them.

And as he chased, he cursed repeatedly, "Mu Chiheng, if you have the balls, stand still, and I’ll challenge you one-on-one. Sneak attacks aren’t manly."

Mu Chiheng snorted coldly and stopped, telling Yan Yuan, "You should go; this is between him and me. It’s late now, go back and get some rest."

Yan Yuan scratched her head, wondering if she should leave.

Liang Junwei’s arrogant and domineering character was on par with Su Meili, and the most important thing was, this guy was such a scoundrel.

Seeing him was irritating.

Mu Chiheng clashing with him wouldn’t bring any benefits.

Yan Yuan didn’t move.

At this moment, Liang Junwei had already caught up.

And the two women he brought along rushed out too, clearly ready to help.

"Mu Chiheng, why didn’t you run? Let’s see how cocky you’ll be back in the dorm," Liang Junwei pointed at Mu Chiheng’s nose, cursing, "With that look of yours, you want to be the male lead? So what if you’re poor, you still dare challenge me. Let’s see if I won’t finish you."

Mu Chiheng stood there, back straight, glaring coldly at Liang Junwei, "Let’s see how you’ll finish me then!"

He raised his fist and punched again, hitting Liang Junwei’s other eye directly.

Now both eyes were panda eyes, and Liang Junwei, clutching his eyes, even forgot to yell, lunged forward to hug Mu Chiheng, and the two began to scuffle.

Clearly, Liang Junwei had no fighting skills; he was just tearing randomly, quickly subdued by Mu Chiheng, pinned to the ground with his throat held.

"Want to keep fighting?" Mu Chiheng’s tone was cold, "If you still want to fight, I’m in."

Liang Junwei was choking, his face turning blue, limbs weak.

He hardly had the energy to fight, clearly all bark and no bite.

Unable to beat Mu Chiheng, he was angry but helpless.

Seeing Liang Junwei silent, Mu Chiheng glared at him, saying each word slowly, "I’ll be waiting for you to take me down."

Finishing his sentence, he released Liang Junwei, adjusted his clothes, and entered the company.

Yan Yuan touched her long hair, realizing her worries were unnecessary.

This Mu Chiheng was definitely not an easy target.

"Sorry you had to see that," Mu Chiheng said awkwardly when he saw Yan Yuan looking at him.

Yan Yuan chuckled, "Why apologize? That was impressive! Against people like him, the direct approach is most effective. If you don’t beat him until he cries, it will only get more troublesome later."

Mu Chiheng hadn’t expected Yan Yuan to say that.

At least she agreed with his approach, and he felt a resonance in their personalities.