The King’s Enchanting Chapter 5 - 5 5 The Megastar 3

Yu Zexiao?! How could he be here when he was supposed to be downstairs with Jiang Xuanqi at a press conference?

Leaning casually against the doorway, the strikingly handsome man had the top two buttons of his shirt undone, exposing his elegant collarbone and sun-kissed skin. With eyes that slanted slightly upwards, he radiated an untamed charisma and bold appeal.

Yu Zexiao makes his grand entrance! Amidst the control room, both men and women alike let out astonished cries.

“Oh my goodness, is that really Zexiao? Is this actually happening? How did he manage to get here?”

“He’s even more breathtaking in person than on the screen!”

A subtle frown creased Yu Zexiao’s brow; he found excessively noisy surroundings highly disagreeable. It was particularly irksome when faces around him held that awestruck expression, as though he were some exotic creature on display.

Raising his gaze, his pupils, resembling deep, tranquil pools, swept across everyone in the control room before finally resting on Jian Anning, who stood by the window.

*“Come here.”*

His thin lips uttered two simple words, carrying an undeniable command that left no room for refusal. Even tinged with a hint of displeasure, his voice retained the soothing quality of a mountain stream, imbued with a cool, clear resonance.

Yu Zexiao’s directive brought a sudden hush to the room.

Anning felt a nervous twitch at her brow. Lowering her head slightly, she avoided his gaze and made no move to comply.

After a moment, a whisper of confusion rippled through the control room! Who exactly was Zexiao summoning with his “come here”?

Witnessing Anning’s apparent indifference, Zexiao’s frown deepened. She had vanished for an entire day without a word, and now, even after he had gone to the trouble of finding her, she remained disobedient?

With his long strides, he began to advance towards her, deciding to bridge the distance himself.

As Yu Zexiao moved, the backstage area buzzed with heightened excitement! The female artist who had previously shown an interest in him now had eyes that sparkled with even greater intensity.

She rose, swaying gracefully like a willow, her form-fitting skirt accentuating her alluring curves, and moved towards him with an air of delighted anticipation.

“Zexiao! Is that truly you, Zexiao? I absolutely adore your music; I’m such an enormous fan!” Her voice, melodious and sweet, accompanied her as she stepped forward on her long, slender legs, positioning herself directly in his path. With a flourish of her skirt, a subtle, fragrant breeze wafted outwards, revealing a face expertly adorned with makeup, its heavily mascaraed lashes lifting to disclose eyes brimming with adoration.

Already in a foul mood due to the situation with Anning, Yu Zexiao had no inclination to spare the woman another glance. He took a step back, a look of distaste on his face, his gaze moving past her to focus on Anning behind her. He spoke again, “Come here!”

The woman, convinced Yu Zexiao was addressing her, felt her heart leap with exultation. She was utterly confident that with a single seductive smile, any man would be eager to cherish her.

With deliberate clumsiness, she feigned a slip, seemingly going boneless for a moment, only to tumble precisely in Yu Zexiao’s direction!

“Ouch!”

A cry of feigned pain escaped her, but it was Yu Zexiao who had swiftly dodged, leaving the woman to fall ungracefully to the ground!

Her hand instinctively reached out, brushing against the hem of Zexiao’s coat. Looking up, she met the sight of Yu Zexiao’s tightly clenched fists. He inquired in his clear voice, “Did you just touch my clothes?”

The woman seemed bewildered, her head shaking and then nodding in quick succession.

Yu Zexiao regarded her with a dismissive air. This woman, he thought, was a product of complete artificial enhancement from head to toe. His gaze drifted downwards; even the prominent curves of her figure were likely the result of augmentation.