Disappointed Junior

A few weeks ago, when Zhang Hen was watching Zhou Yiyi, he discovered he had a girlfriend.

But Zhang Hen didn't know that Zhou Yiyi actually had three girlfriends.

It was just that when Zhang Hen was watching him, Zhou Yiyi happened to be with only one of his girlfriends.

Zhou Yiyi had a huge following and was the company's cash cow.

So Guo Yan had always indulged his behavior and tried her best to cover for him.

Even Zhou Yiyi's juggling between the three women was managed by Guo Yan and her assistants, who helped him with time management.

Sometimes, Guo Yan even had to act as his pimp.

Just like now.

"By the way, did you get the contact information for that female host?"

Zhou Yiyi asked Guo Yan.

"I got it."

Guo Yan nodded.

A wicked smile appeared on Zhou Yiyi's "gentle and beautiful" face. He licked his lips and said impatiently:

"Hurry up and help me make a date!"

Guo Yan, used to this, took out her phone and called Li Lan.

"Hello, Ms. Li? Hello, I'm Zhou Yiyi's agent. It's like this, Zhou Yiyi really admires your hosting skills, and he wants to invite you to dinner to ask for advice on hosting."

"Oh, okay, thank you for calling."

Guo Yan hung up and said to Zhou Yiyi, "Li Lan said she's busy these few days."

Zhou Yiyi frowned, "She's busy even when I invite her to dinner?"

Guo Yan hummed, not saying much. She was already used to Zhou Yiyi's idiotic behavior.

But what could she do when those brainless fans were willing to spend money on this idiot?

He was a cash cow, so no matter how stupid he was, they had to pamper him.

It was just a shame that being stupid wasn't enough; he was also an insatiable pervert who didn't know moderation. What a waste of such a good-looking face.

Guo Yan thought for a moment, "How about we go find Xiao Zhen? She's in Jiangrong."

Xiao Zhen was one of Zhou Yiyi's girlfriends.

Actually, she wasn't exactly a girlfriend. To be precise, she was the most brainless among Zhou Yiyi's fans.

She was willing to give everything to get close to her gege.

Zhou Yiyi was a little dissatisfied, but he had no choice. He could only nod, "Fine, we'll go after dinner. Sigh."

He sighed and murmured, "If only I could get Feng Bingbing."

Not far behind the nanny van where Zhou Yiyi was, a slightly worn-out van was slowly following.

A few days later, early morning.

Inside a slightly worn-out van, a phone rang abruptly.

"Who is it?" The ringing startled Fat Tiger, who was sleeping in the back, causing him to roll over. He wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth and went back to sleep.

In the driver's seat, Lin Mu picked up his phone. After a moment of silence, he answered with a gentle and honest voice:

"Junior Feng, good morning. Is something wrong?"

"Senior, didn't you say you were coming to Shanghai today? When will you arrive? I'll come pick you up!"

Feng Bingbing's clear and sweet voice came from the other end. Her voice trembled slightly, and faint footsteps could be heard nearby, as if she was walking.

"I'm sorry, Junior. My schedule has changed temporarily. I might have to go abroad, so I can't make it to Shanghai."

Lin Mu lied without changing his expression.

"Oh, I see..."

Feng Bingbing sounded a little disappointed, but she quickly brightened up:

"It's okay, Senior. I'm coming to Jiangrong again in a couple of days, so it'll be your turn to treat me to dinner then."

Lin Mu said, "I'm afraid I can't, Junior. I might be abroad for over a month this time. Maybe next time."

Feng Bingbing fell silent, and the sound of footsteps seemed to stop.

"Junior, where are you? It sounds quite noisy."

"Senior, I'm out for a morning run."

"Morning run? Don't you hate running the most?"

"Mmm-hmm, I suddenly felt like running today. Haha, I'll hang up now. Senior, be careful when you go out. Bye-bye."

Feng Bingbing hung up the phone, sounding a little flustered.

Lin Mu looked at his phone silently, lost in thought.

A man, completely bundled up, walked out of a building across the street. He held a woman's hand and quickly got into a car.

"Fatty, Zhou Yiyi's out, wake up!"

"Mmm? Oh, okay, coming, Brother Mu, hurry, let's follow!"

Fat Tiger jolted awake and sat up. His plump body moved nimbly from the back seat to the passenger seat. He patted his face with both hands, picked up his camera, his bloodshot eyes fixed on Zhou Yiyi's car.

"Hold on tight."

Lin Mu waited until the van had driven a distance before starting his car and following at a distance.

The two cars soon merged onto the elevated highway during morning rush hour. The van weaved through the traffic, maintaining a consistent distance from Zhou Yiyi's van, neither too close nor too far.

Fat Tiger looked down at the photos on his camera and cursed, "Damn it, if it weren't for you coming out yourself, Brother Mu, I wouldn't have known Zhou Yiyi was playing with two girls at once!"

During the past few days of tailing Zhou Yiyi, the Sky Screen trio had discovered Zhou Yiyi's second girlfriend.

Zhou Yiyi had been with this girl these past few days, and Fat Tiger had taken many photos of them entering and leaving a house together.

"Brother Mu, should we just expose him? This time, we'll definitely ruin this piece of trash!"

Lin Mu shook his head. "The team behind Zhou Yiyi dares to let him act this recklessly, so they must have something to rely on. These current 'hammer blows' aren't enough. This guy should have other things going on. If we're going to hit him, we hit him hard! Don't give him a chance to recover!"

By the end of his sentence, Lin Mu's teeth were gritted.

Fat Tiger nodded, then suddenly said, "Brother Mu, why do I feel like you hate Zhou Yiyi even more than I do?"

Lin Mu froze, then cursed, "Stop the nonsense. Ask A Hen if he's found any information on Zhou Yiyi's two girlfriends yet."

"Oh." Fat Tiger shrunk his neck, wondering why Brother Mu had suddenly gotten angry.

As he called Zhang Hen, he thought to himself that Lin Mu's odd behavior seemed to have started after he received that video call from Feng Bingbing.

Could it be...

Between Brother Mu and Feng Bingbing...

Shanghai, a riverside residential building, downstairs.

"Little Bing, why are you up so early?"

Xiao Zhu, carrying breakfast, saw Feng Bingbing walking towards the building.

This was Feng Bingbing's apartment in Shanghai. She usually didn't have much time to stay there due to her busy work schedule.

Today, she had a rare free morning. By Feng Bingbing's usual habits, she would sleep until she woke up naturally.

Xiao Zhu had bought her breakfast, but she was surprised to see Feng Bingbing up so early, holding a large bag of food.

"Wow, soup dumplings, pan-fried buns, braised snails, crab shell pastries, shrimp and pork shumai."

Xiao Zhu counted them and looked at Feng Bingbing in surprise. "Little Bing, why did you buy so many snacks?"

"Want some? Here!" Feng Bingbing shoved the bag at Xiao Zhu and turned to walk into the building.

"Little Bing, what's wrong?"

Xiao Zhu, her close assistant, saw Feng Bingbing's unusual expression and followed her, asking in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Feng Bingbing wiped her eyes and said stiffly, "Nothing."

Xiao Zhu asked, "Is it Senior Lin again?"

Feng Bingbing turned her head, silent for a moment, then turned back, her face regaining its youthful and charming smile. "No, Senior Lin just promised to take me out to eat in Jiangrong next time!"

Xiao Zhu forced a smile. "Oh, that's great."

Feng Bingbing suddenly asked Xiao Zhu, "Xiao Zhu, do you think Senior Lin might have secretly participated in some talent show for me, and even practiced his voice-changing techniques, just to give me a surprise? Do you think that's possible?"

Thanks to book friend Ziqin for the 1666-point tip, and thanks to "Brother, I only believe in God, not in people," 20200706223412470 for the 100-point tip.