They had discussed whether to go public with their relationship earlier that day. Their original plan had been for Lu Shiyi to vouch for Yu Qingchuan if the audience still refused to believe he could paint, even after watching him do it live.
But Yu Qingchuan had not even finished painting yet.
And the chat exploded.
[Aaaah, this man's voice is so sexy! Who is he? I want his entire life story in one minute.]
[Look at those hands! Those fingers are so long!]
[He even called him his wife! Yu Qingchuan already has a husband at his age?]
Lu Shiyi had not fully entered the frame. He had simply passed over a paint Yu Qingchuan was running low on with practiced ease, and his hand naturally appeared before the hundreds of thousands of viewers watching the stream.
Yu Qingchuan turned to glance at the chat. The screenful of screaming comments embarrassed him a little, and his face flushed.
Since Xiao Qin had bought only top-of-the-line equipment, and Yu Qingchuan had not turned on a beauty filter, his blush showed up with perfect clarity, instantly prompting another wave of people calling him their wife.
"Brother Yi, why did you..." Yu Qingchuan did not know how to explain this to the viewers.
Lu Shiyi casually rested his elbow on his shoulder, pinched his cheek, and chuckled. "Sorry. Seeing a whole screen of people calling you their wife made me a little jealous. Everyone, Qingchuan is my wife. Don't you have wives of your own?"
So that was why. Yu Qingchuan immediately made his position clear and distanced himself from the viewers. "Brother Yi, I didn't know they were calling me their wife. I'm not their wife. I'm only yours..." He could not bring himself to finish, and his face grew even