Yu Xiuyuan was a little flustered. "That was just a joke..."
42 Degrees was merciless. "Want to tell my mom that?"
Yu Xiuyuan: "..."
Yu Xiuyuan: "Okay, I'll keep my distance from him."
After sending that message, he laid his phone facedown against his chest and let out a breath. Talk about rotten luck.
How had it just so happened that Yun Chuan's mom saw it?
He'd only wanted to get the audience's attention...
And the more he thought about their conversation, the stranger it felt. It was like he'd been caught flirting behind his boyfriend's back.
A jealous boyfriend, at that.
Meanwhile, at Yun Chuan's private villa.
He sat on the sofa, looking down at his phone screen, his lips pressed into a thin line.
After a long moment, he gave a cold snort, loosened his fingers, and casually tossed his phone onto the sofa.
"That little bastard," he muttered. "The moment he's out of my sight, he's stirring up trouble."
He leaned back on the sofa and ground his teeth for a while, then reached out and retrieved his phone.
He started browsing digital catalogs for upcoming auctions, looking for a suitable gift for his mother.
At the filming venue, Yu Xiuyuan slipped his phone back into his pocket and cautiously glanced at the camera again.
Fortunately, it couldn't capture his phone screen from this angle.
Otherwise, who knew what a frenzy the viewers' appetite for gossip would turn into?
What he didn't know was that not seeing his phone screen hadn't stopped them from enjoying the drama.
[Yu Beauty looks so guilty. Whose messages is he reading?]
[Definitely God Yun's! He dared to ask another cutie for his WeChat, and now he's paying for it. Hahahaha.]
[Keep your shipping to yourselves, okay? It's just a variety show.