Disappointed Junior

A few weeks ago, when Zhang Hen was keeping an eye on Zhou Yiyi, he discovered that he had a girlfriend.

But Zhang Hen had no idea that Zhou Yiyi actually had three girlfriends.

It was only because Zhou Yiyi happened to be with just one of them when Zhang Hen was watching him.

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

So Guo Yan had always indulged him, doing whatever she could to cover for him.

Even the way Zhou Yiyi juggled three women was managed by Guo Yan and his assistants, who scheduled his time for him.

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

Just like now.

"By the way, did you get the female host's contact information?"

Zhou Yiyi asked Guo Yan.

"Got it."

Guo Yan nodded.

A lewd smile appeared on Zhou Yiyi's "delicate" face. He licked his lips and said impatiently,

"Hurry up and arrange a date for me!"

Guo Yan took out her phone as if this were routine and called Li Lan.

"Hello, Miss Li? This is Zhou Yiyi's agent. Zhou Yiyi really admires your hosting skills and would like to invite you to dinner so he can ask you a few questions about hosting."

"Oh, all right. Sorry to bother you."

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

Zhou Yiyi frowned. "She's too busy even for me to take her to dinner?"

Guo Yan gave a brief "Mm" and said nothing more. She was used to Zhou Yiyi acting like an idiot.

But what could she do? His brainless fans were willing to spend money on him.

He was a cash cow. No matter how stupid he was, they still had to cater to him.

It was a shame that he wasn't just stupid—he was also a lustful glutton with no self-control. Such a waste of a handsome face.

Guo Yan thought for a moment. "How about going to see Xiaozhen? She's in Jiangrong."

Xiaozhen was one of Zhou Yiyi's girlfriends.

Though "girlfriend" wasn't quite the right word. More accurately, she was the most devoted fan among his followers.

She was willing to give up anything just to get close to her "giegie."

Zhou Yiyi wasn't thrilled, but he had no choice. He nodded. "Fine. We'll go after dinner. Sigh."

He sighed and muttered, "If only I could get a date with Feng Bingbing."

Not far behind Zhou Yiyi's van, a somewhat shabby minivan trailed along at a steady pace.

A few days later, early in the morning.

A phone rang abruptly inside a somewhat shabby minivan.

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

Lin Mu picked up his phone from the driver's seat. After a brief pause, he answered in a warm, earnest voice.

"Morning, Junior Feng. What's up?"

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

Feng Bingbing's bright, sweet voice came through the phone. It trembled slightly, and Lin Mu could faintly hear footsteps in the background, as if she were walking.

"Sorry, Junior. My plans suddenly changed, and I may have to go abroad for a while. I can't make it to Hushang."

Lin Mu lied without batting an eye.

"Oh, I see."

Feng Bingbing sounded a little disappointed, but quickly brightened up again.

"That's okay, Senior. I'll be back in Jiangrong in a couple of days. Then you can treat me to dinner."

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 footsteps seemed to stop too.

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

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

"A morning run? Don't you hate running?"

"Mhm, I just suddenly felt like going for a run today, haha. I'll hang up now. Be careful while you're away, Senior. Bye!"

Feng Bingbing hung up, sounding somewhat flustered.

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

Just then, a man bundled up from head to toe came out of a building across the street. Holding a woman's hand, he hurried into a car.

"Fatso, Zhou Yiyi's out. Wake up!"

"Hm? Oh, coming, coming! Brother Mu, hurry and follow him!"

Fat Tiger jolted upright. His bulky body slipped nimbly from the back seat to the passenger seat. He patted his cheeks, grabbed his camera, and fixed his bloodshot eyes on Zhou Yiyi's car.

"Buckle up."

Lin Mu waited until the van had driven some distance before starting the engine and following from afar.

The two cars soon reached an elevated highway in the morning rush hour. The minivan nimbly weaved through traffic, always keeping a moderate distance from Zhou Yiyi's van.

Fat Tiger looked down at the photos on his camera and cursed.

"Damn, if you hadn't gone out there yourself, Brother Mu, we'd never have known Zhou Yiyi was two-timing someone!"

While keeping tabs on Zhou Yiyi these past few days, the three members of Sky Curtain had discovered his second girlfriend.

Zhou Yiyi had been spending these past few days with her, and Fat Tiger had taken plenty of photos of the two of them going in and out of a house.

"Brother Mu, let's expose him right now. This time, we'll definitely take that piece of trash down!"

Lin Mu shook his head. "If the team behind Zhou Yiyi is letting him act this recklessly, they must have something to fall back on. We don't have enough proof yet. He's probably hiding other things too. If we're going to hit him, we need to take him down in one blow. Don't give him a chance to bounce back!"

By the end, Lin Mu was gritting his teeth.

Fat Tiger nodded, then suddenly asked, "Brother Mu, why do I get the feeling you hate Zhou Yiyi even more than I do?"

Lin Mu paused, then snapped, "Cut the nonsense. Ask A Hen if he's found out anything about Zhou Yiyi's two girlfriends."

"Oh." Fat Tiger hunched his shoulders, unsure why Brother Mu had suddenly gotten angry.

As he called Zhang Hen, he wondered if Lin Mu had started acting strangely after receiving that video call from Feng Bingbing the other day.

Could it be that

Brother Mu and Feng Bingbing—

Hushang, outside an apartment building by the river.

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

Xiao Zhu was carrying breakfast when she spotted Feng Bingbing heading into the building.

This was Feng Bingbing's home in Hushang. She was usually busy with work and rarely stayed there.

She finally had a free morning today. Given Feng Bingbing's habits, she would usually sleep until she woke naturally.

Xiao Zhu had brought breakfast over for her, never expecting to find Feng Bingbing up so early—and carrying a big bag of food.

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

Xiao Zhu counted the dishes, then looked at Feng Bingbing in surprise.

"Little Bing, why did you buy so many snacks?"

"Want some? Here!" Feng Bingbing handed the bag to Xiao Zhu and turned to go inside.

"Little Bing, what's wrong?"

Her assistant, who spent nearly every day with her, noticed that Feng Bingbing looked off. She followed her and asked quietly.

Feng Bingbing rubbed her eyes and answered stiffly, "Nothing."

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

Feng Bingbing turned away. After a moment of silence, she turned back, her face once again bright with a youthful, charming smile.

"No. Senior just promised to take me out for dinner next time I'm in Jiangrong!"

Xiao Zhu managed a smile. "Oh, that's nice."

Feng Bingbing suddenly asked Xiao Zhu,

"Xiao Zhu, do you think Senior Lin might have secretly joined some kind of talent show for me, and even practiced voice-changing techniques,

just because he wanted to surprise me? Do you think that's possible?"

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