"What's going on?" he asked, his voice laced with both curiosity and mild concern.
Chen Lin, still grinning, turned her phone toward him. "You have to read this."
Wu Yuxuan's gaze flickered between her and the phone.
He sighed, already guessing what she was looking at. "Lin, have you gone insane from reading the comments?"
He stepped forward, reaching for the phone, intending to snatch it away before she read something that actually hurt her. "There's no need to look at it. Just wait for them to post your audition—"
But Chen Lin quickly dodged his hand, shaking her head excitedly.
"No, no, seriously, look at this!" she said, almost bouncing on the sofa.
With an exasperated sigh, Wu Yuxuan took the phone from her.
Before he could scroll, Chen Lin read one of the comments out loud, barely able to contain her laughter.
"If betrayal was an Olympic sport, Chen Lin would take the gold."
