Although He Jinyuan's private life was rather wild, Chu Xiyue did not want to see blood splatter everywhere while he exercised. It would leave her traumatized.
She was still young and did not want to witness such a bloody scene.
The smile on He Jinyuan's face deepened. He felt that Chu Xiyue had already been won over by him.
He Jinyuan said in a low voice, "Junior Sister, wait for my good news."
Chu Xiyue felt that He Jinyuan had not taken her advice to heart, but she had said all she could. If He Jinyuan collapsed, she would call an ambulance for him.
He Jinyuan had some understanding of his own physical condition and ultimately chose a relatively safe exercise that only required upper-body strength: one hundred push-ups.
The yoga mat was spread out, and the camera focused on He Jinyuan on it. Chu Xiyue took a look.
It had to be said that He Jinyuan's form was quite standard.
[Big brother's legs aren't legs—they're spring water by the Seine! Big brother's waist isn't a waist—it's the curved blade of a deadly rogue!][Note]
[Yuanbao, you're the best! Go, go!]
After finishing one hundred push-ups, He Jinyuan sat where he was, panting heavily. Seemingly casually, he lifted the hem of his shirt to wipe the sweat from his forehead. The faint outline of his abs flashed before the camera, and the barrage instantly became so dense that his face was almost impossible to see.
Chu Xiyue also admired He Jinyuan's abs and said to the system, "You know, He Jinyuan really does have a good body."
[Of course. This is what He Jinyuan makes a living with—how could he not train properly? And you know what? That rich lady from that night loved his six-pack abs. She simply couldn't keep her hands off them.]
Chu Xiyue's attention was immediately diverted. Just so happened that no camera was pointed at her, and she looked excited as she impatiently asked, "How exactly couldn't she keep her hands off? Tell me everything!"
Thus, one person and one system launched into some rather adult-inappropriate discussion about how the rich lady could not keep her hands off him. Chu Xiyue's eyes were opened, and she enjoyed the gossip immensely.
By the time Chu Xiyue and the system had finished discussing the juicy details between He Jinyuan and the rich lady to their hearts' content, He Jinyuan had also retrieved the chilled watermelon from the production crew. It had been cut into slices, and everyone, including the staff, received one.
Chu Xiyue noticed that when He Jinyuan stood up, his body swayed slightly and his face was somewhat pale. However, the livestream footage had a filter on it, so the viewers did not notice that his complexion was off.
The system said, "[Although He Jinyuan chose a relatively
easy
activity, every form of exercise requires the participation of muscles throughout the body. The injury down there had torn open again, but with the camera on him, He Jinyuan did not dare show anything unusual.]
Chu Xiyue ate her chilled watermelon and looked at He Jinyuan with admiration in her eyes. "What a ruthless guy!"
But He Jinyuan misunderstood Chu Xiyue's gaze as admiration. He curled his lips into a smile at her and said softly, "It was only a hundred push-ups. Junior Sister, don't admire me too much."
Chu Xiyue instantly put on a pained expression. Help, so greasy!
The watermelon in her hand instantly lost its appeal.
Chu Xiyue silently moved a little farther away from He Jinyuan.
Some viewers in the livestream who were not He Jinyuan's fans also felt slightly uncomfortable, but their comments were drowned beneath the rainbow farts from He Jinyuan's fans, and no one noticed them.
Just then, another commotion came from outside.
A man and a woman entered from outside. The man wore a suit and leather shoes, looking refined and elegant, around forty years old. The woman was exquisitely dressed and fashionable, around thirty. She wore sunglasses that covered most of her face, a Chanel-style outfit, and carried a Himalaya handbag. The diamond on her hand sparkled brilliantly. From her clothes to her jewelry, everything about her conveyed two words: rich!
Behind them, several men in black suits who looked like bodyguards pushed more than a dozen suitcases inside and arranged them into two rows in the living room. It looked like something out of a TV drama, lacking only synchronized bows and a chorus of—
"Hello, President
President
Hello," or "Hello, Madam."
Information about the pair surfaced in Chu Xiyue's mind—
The man was Xu Wenchong, the young master of Azure Sea Entertainment, one of the top entertainment companies in the industry, and its current CEO. Wan Zhen was Xu Wenchong's wife and the wife of Azure Sea Entertainment's CEO. Wan Zhen had married the then-thirty-two-year-old Xu Wenchong when she was twenty. They had now been married for ten years and were a well-known old-rich-husband-young-wife couple online, hailed by netizens as the model couple among wealthy families.
Among the five couples on the show, this pair ranked second in popularity.
Wan Zhen removed her sunglasses and swept her gaze across the room. When her eyes passed over Chu Xiyue, they paused slightly before moving away as though nothing had happened. She then offered everyone a gentle smile.
"Sorry, my husband and I are late. We sincerely apologize. These are gifts I prepared for everyone—the Azure Sky jewelry series from one of our subsidiaries. They aren't worth much, so please don't dislike them."
A man in a suit behind her brought out several boxes. She selected four from among them and presented them to Chu Xiyue and the other three.
Everyone guessed that she intended to use the opportunity to promote her subsidiary, so they did not refuse and accepted the gifts.
Chu Xiyue accepted the gift as well and smiled as she thanked Wan Zhen.
Wan Zhen was momentarily dazzled by Chu Xiyue's striking beauty. Her eyes darkened slightly, and only after a while did she recover and turn to look at He Jinyuan beside her.
Wan Zhen handed the gift in her hand to He Jinyuan, as gentle and courteous as ever. "Xiao He, this is a gift for you. I hope you like it."
Wan Zhen and He Jinyuan's eyes met for a moment before they both looked away at the same time.
He Jinyuan lowered his head and reached out to take the gift box from Wan Zhen. "Thank you, Sister Wan."
Wan Zhen released her hold on it, smiling. "No need to be polite."
She turned and walked toward her husband with a smile, taking Xu Wenchong's arm. "Honey, let's go upstairs and take a look at our room. I wonder what the rooms here are like..."
Xu Wenchong affectionately patted Wan Zhen's hand. "I know you're particular about beds, so I already told the Director to furnish the room with brands you're used to. It'll be similar to our bedroom at home."