The male supporting character was actually myself.

"When the script team can't revise it and can't issue any more tasks, let's seize the opportunity and turn things around completely!"

"What if we turn around and become the sugar daddy, and the script team makes emergency changes to make the host spend money to promote Fang Wenche?"

"Isn't that all up to us? It's the classic scene of the male lead groveling to his sugar daddy? I actually wish the script team would change it like that. If it were in my hands, would the male lead still have any room to maneuver?"

"That's right! My host is the best! Meow~ Love you, muah~"

"Go to sleep early, you have to get up early tomorrow to run errands."

"Okay, meow, I love the luxurious king-size bed the most..."

…………

The night passed quickly, and as the rising sun cast its golden rays onto the curtains, Ming Jingfeng was awakened by his alarm clock.

He groggily glanced at his phone's notes and couldn't help but sigh, "Being unknown is worrying, being famous is also worrying. There's no time to rest at all."

Ming Jingfeng got up, found the clothes he had thrown on the floor, and put them on one by one. He glanced reluctantly at the person who was still fast asleep on the bed, thinking that he would find some time to go out and "discuss the script" and stay for a few more days.

He packed up, fully armed, and quickly left, returning via the same route in a borrowed car without anyone noticing.

"Ouch...it hurts!" When the effects of the drug wore off and Fang Wenche groggily regained consciousness, the first signal his body sent was an indescribable burning pain.

He groggily got up, and the simple movement caused him to gasp in pain all over his body. "What happened to me? Did I catch a cold?"

The bright stains on the pristine white bedding stung Fang Wenche's eyes, and it took him a long time to react.

Where is Li Jiangchen?

Why did I end up sleeping in his room?

Has Director Ming come by?

Or was it that Li Jiangchen took advantage of the situation...?

Wait a minute! How did I drift off to sleep?

I clearly saw Li Jiangchen pour the medicine Liang Fang gave him into his wine glass when he wasn't looking while she was pouring the wine! I watched him drink it with my own eyes!

Ignoring his aches and pains, Fang Wenche scrambled to his feet and ran to the bathroom. He clearly remembered that Li Jiangchen had gone into the bathroom after drinking the red wine and hadn't made a sound since!

"Dangdang!"

The frosted bathroom door was violently pushed open, and he glanced around the small bathroom; there wasn't a soul in sight.

"Damn it, what happened?" Fang Wenche felt all his strength drain away and his legs were trembling slightly. Then he glanced in the bathroom mirror and saw that his entire back was covered in red marks—as if he had been severely whipped!

"Ouch...that fucking hurts!" He reached out and gently touched it, immediately wincing in pain.

Who did this?!

Did that kid Li Jiangchen drug me too? I haven't eaten anything he's touched, so how did I get drugged? Was it fragrance? Aphrodisiac? Or something else?

The frustration of failing to steal a chicken and losing the bait made Fang Wenche furious. He limped to the bedside and looked at the ironic colors and the opened packaging boxes in the trash can—all of which he had personally prepared and specially stuffed under the pillow for Director Ming's convenience...

Chapter Six: Asking Questions You Already Know

"Holy crap! Who the hell did this?"

Fang Wenche clutched his buttocks, completely bewildered. He was seething with anger but nowhere to vent it. All he could do was roar at the empty room. The dull, buzzing pain in his head made it impossible for him to remember anything.

"Buzz!" Just as he was getting angry and at a loss, his phone suddenly vibrated a few times.

[Director Ming: Xiao Che, you did a great job last night, I'm very satisfied. Your assistant will give the script to your agent this afternoon. You can choose any role except the male lead. I'll discuss the script with you more later. Keep up the good work, try to broaden your acting range, and your future will be even brighter!]

Fang Wenche felt extremely annoyed when he saw the words "broaden his acting range".

What exactly happened last night?

Why is it completely different from my original plan?

Where did that kid Li Jiangchen go? He couldn't have just run off with Director Ming, could he?!

"That's right!" He was a few beats slower to react when he suddenly slapped his forehead and remembered the pinhole camera he had installed.

It must have filmed the whole process. Did that kid Li Jiangchen realize something and launch a counterattack?

What exactly happened during the time I lost consciousness?

Ming Jingfeng's information confirms that something went wrong. He wasn't originally supposed to be involved, but that old man still took care of him!

"Damn it! We'll see about that Ming guy."

Fang Wenche gritted his teeth, his face contorted with rage, almost vomiting at the thought of such a disgusting thing. But what's done is done, and having finally managed to latch onto Ming Jingfeng's coattails, he couldn't let such a good opportunity slip away.

He suppressed his pain and anger, carefully choosing his words to reply with a message.

Then, limping, he went to the inside of the wine cabinet to find the pinhole camera he had personally attached. This thing had to be retrieved immediately, and the background videos on his phone had to be deleted as soon as possible. He absolutely could not leave such a stain so that the man surnamed Ming could have a hold on him.

"What the hell? Where are my things?" Fang Wenche searched the wine cabinet thoroughly, inside and out, several times, sweat beading on his forehead.

The well-disguised pinhole camera, nestled inside the dark wine cabinet, has disappeared!

The walls of the wine cabinet were empty, and the background of the mobile app was also empty, even though I clearly checked it in the background after I installed it. It was indeed starting to take pictures and the resolution was very clear.

Is it...

A bad feeling flashed through his mind: the camera he had installed had been discovered and removed?

While I was unconscious last night, did someone delete the videos from my phone?

who can that be?

Is it Ming Jingfeng or Li Jiangchen?

Fang Wenche was in a state of utter confusion, with all sorts of conspiracy theories about double agents racing through his mind.

"Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter!" The fluffy little cat, holding a pinhole camera in its paw, squatted on the wine cabinet, covering its mouth and laughing so hard it was doubled over. "The soft and cute little cat has temporarily blocked the 'live stream' videos stored in the background of your phone, as instructed by its host. You can see them when you need them, so don't be impatient, future 'big star'!"

"Buzz!" The phone vibrated again, and Fang Wenche looked down and turned pale with anger.

[Li Jiangchen: Wenche, are you awake yet? You were probably too tired last night. You fell asleep in my room after drinking. I couldn't wake you, so I just let you sleep in the bed. Then I went out to take care of some personal matters. I just had breakfast. Do you want me to bring some back for you? What would you like to eat?]

"Damn it!" He wanted to smash his phone!

There must be a problem somewhere.

That naive and innocent Li Jiangchen obviously knew nothing and even managed to escape unscathed. Damn it! I actually took his place and got taken by that old bastard surnamed Ming!

Fang Wenche was so angry he almost vomited blood, but then he thought that Li Jiangchen still had great value to him, and this matter must not be exposed!

That old lecher Ming Jingfeng, having failed to make a move this time, will definitely not forget about it and won't give up.

Wait a bit longer, and I'll find a good opportunity to exchange it for better resources!

Having made up his mind, he suppressed his anger and hurriedly edited a reply message.

[Fang Wenche: Thanks, no need to bring me breakfast. I'm so sorry, I probably had an upset stomach last night and threw up in bed. I'll call room service to take the bedding to be washed. Where did you sleep last night?]

[Li Jiangchen: I was out running errands and it got late, so I rested outside. I just finished eating and was about to head back; it should only take about ten minutes. It's okay if the bedding is dirty; I'll take care of it when I get back. When did we brothers become so formal?]

[Fang Wenche: I'm so sorry, I really apologize for making you stay out. I'll get everything ready right away, and we can talk again when you get back.]

[Li Jiangchen: Okay.jpg]

After sending the message that instilled a strong sense of pressure in the other party, Jiang Chen strolled leisurely through the streets, waiting to return to the hotel to carry out the follow-up actions as soon as the time came.

Fang Wenche hurriedly stuffed his phone into his pocket, then found a plastic bag to collect the contents of the trash can. He rushed to the bathroom to get water and used soap to clean the stains. Afterward, he called the front desk to ask room service to take away the wet bedding and clean the room.

After finishing all that, he finally had time to put on clothes to cover his injuries and wash his face to try and make himself look less haggard and disheveled. Once he had everything hidden, he started rummaging through drawers and cabinets looking for hidden cameras, but he couldn't find one even when Jiang Chen swiped her room card to come in.

"What are you doing? Did you lose something?" Jiang Chen asked knowingly.

Fang Wenche, slightly nervous, quickly forced a smile and waved his hand, saying, "No, no, I just noticed that the housekeeping was rather sloppy, so I looked around and figured it probably wasn't cleaned properly. I'm so sorry about last night, I didn't expect to be so tired."

"I guess I was too tired from training and was relaxed after the competition. Also, the bottle of wine you brought seemed to be quite strong. I threw up in the bathroom after drinking it last night."

Jiang Chen took off his coat, sat down on the sofa, pointed to the wine in the wine cabinet, and frowned, saying, "I was dizzy for a while after I threw up. When I came out of the bathroom, I found you asleep on the sofa, and I couldn't wake you up no matter what I did."

You threw up?!

Fang Wenche's lips twitched, thinking to himself, "You're really lucky!"

"There's nothing else going on today, you should rest for a while, I'm going to get some breakfast." He got up and limped back to his room to lie down.

Chrysanthemums withered and scattered on the ground, I really don't have the energy to deal with this naive and innocent girl anymore. Anyway, this kid is so carefree and silly that he won't notice anything amiss.

Seeing this, Jiang Chen asked curiously, "What happened to your leg? You still need to practice your competition piece with the teacher today. Are you alright like this?"

Fang Wenche forced a smile despite the pain, "I probably caught a chill last night. I'll go back and rest first. I won't participate in the morning training, but I'll try my best to keep up this afternoon."

"Alright then, if you don't feel well, go to the hospital for a thorough check-up as soon as possible, just in case you've injured something and it leaves a hidden danger."

"Okay, I got it. I'll go back to my room now!"

Jiang Chen watched as the other person, pale-faced and limping, limped back to the next room. After closing the door, he revealed a wicked smile. "Xiao Bai, are you ready? I'm going to call the police."

"Ready! I made sure the fingerprints weren't damaged and were placed in the new location!" The fluffy ball puffed out its chest and meowed proudly, "I've handled the video signal inside perfectly, there won't be any problems!"

"My little Bai is getting more and more capable." After giving a thumbs up in praise, he looked at the camera and walked straight over with a suspicious expression, taking out his phone in front of the camera to dial the police.

Chapter Seven: Reporting and Exposure

"It's all over, it's all over, it's all over..."

A police car pulled up in front of the hotel with its siren blaring, and two police officers got out and headed straight for the lobby.

The sudden commotion early in the morning startled the lobby manager, who quickly came forward to greet them. "Officer, what happened? Is there anything our staff can do to help?"

"We received a report that there are suspected pinhole cameras in your hotel rooms that are secretly filming guests' privacy. Please assist in the investigation." The police officer did not stop and explained the situation concisely, then gestured for the lobby manager to swipe his card to go up to the eighth floor.

The manager, pale with fright, hurriedly explained, "Our hotel has very strict management. We thoroughly check the condition of each guest's room after check-out. Since we enacted our special laws and regulations, we have been rigorously investigating and absolutely prohibiting criminals from stealing guests' privacy. There must be some misunderstanding here!"

"Don't be nervous, we're just here to check the situation. When the other party called the police, they said they couldn't be sure if it was a hidden camera, they just suspected it. They've been staying here for almost a week, and this morning they suddenly found a suspicious item. If it really is a camera, we'll find out where it came from."

"That's great! We're ready to cooperate fully if you need us, officers!"

The three of them went straight to room 812 on the eighth floor, knocked on the door, and got straight to the point, "Mr. Li, are you? You called the police? Could you briefly explain what happened?"

Jiang Chen hurriedly welcomed the person in and said in a low voice, "I've been staying in this room for almost a week, and I didn't notice anything unusual before. Last night, my friend who was supposed to be staying next door was too tired and fell asleep on the sofa. I couldn't wake him up, so I put him on the bed and went out to run some errands and stayed at another hotel."

This morning, after I got home, I was just about to lie down and rest when I suddenly noticed a red dot flashing on the picture frame opposite my bed. It seemed very suspicious!

As he spoke, he led the three of them to the decorative wall opposite the bed.