[Young Master Chi~~~ darling~ fuck! Why is Fu Dog here too?! Why is this dog in my room with my husband?! I'm calling the police!]
"You and your husband?" Pressed close beside Chi An, Fu Yanci narrowed his eyes as he watched the comments float up the screen.
"Why are you daydreaming this late at night? Is sleeping at night not a thing where you are?"
Fu Yanci casually rested a hand behind Chi An's head, cushioning it against the headboard, and quietly edged his body closer to him.
"Young Master? How did you come up with that name?" Chi An leaned back lazily, reading the comments, his brows and eyes lifting slightly. "Dug up my secret identity?"
"You're not very fast."
[Young Master, be good and tell Fu Dog to stay away from you. We don't play with people with low emotional intelligence.]
[It's not that we're slow. We're just too ethical. Our morals tell us not to casually dig up someone's personal information. We're civilized people.]
"I have low emotional intelligence?" Fu Yanci pointed at his own face and leaned toward the screen, looking ready to pick a fight.
"And you keep calling me Fu Dog. Do you think I'm blind and can't see it, or do you think I won't come after you?"
Chi An shoved Fu Yanci's head aside and got out of bed. "You handle the stream. I'm going to the bathroom."
"Okay." His expression instantly turned obedient. Fu Yanci smiled and nodded. Once Chi An had left, he looked back at the screen. "I'm a handsome, easygoing guy, but I'm also an unscrupulous businessman."
"Solve a problem for me, and I won't hold it against you for calling me Fu Dog."
[Oh my, I'm sooo scared~~~ What's the problem?!]
[Ohohoho! The Fu Family's eldest