At nearly seven in the morning, Gu Wancheng woke groggily, curled entirely into Bo Yizhou's arms and clinging to him like an octopus. He glanced at the time, took a long moment to register it, then gently moved the hand resting on his waist away.
When he went to wash up in the bathroom, Bo Yizhou opened his eyes to look at him, then closed them again.
As he brushed his teeth, his thoughts wandered. The production crew was supposed to arrive sometime after six, which meant they had already been waiting for almost an hour.
Gu Wancheng hurried through washing up, changed, and quietly left the room.
The butler appeared from the side again, his face full of disapproval. "Mr. Gu, you'll be sleepy if you get up this early."
The corner of Gu Wancheng's mouth twitched. I keep feeling like he's treating me as a child. "It's fine. I went to bed fairly early yesterday. Are they here?"
"They're in the backyard now. Would you like me to call them over?"
Gu Wancheng shook his head. "I'll go take a look."
On the way, he ran into Xiaoyu, who was carrying a tray toward the backyard.
"Good morning, Mr. Gu."
"Good morning. Are you heading to the backyard?"
"Yes, I've prepared some tea for the guests."
"I'll go with you."
"All right." Xiaoyu fell back a little rather than walking beside Gu Wancheng.
Gu Wancheng said nothing about it.
As they drew near, Xiaoyu glanced at him. Gu Wancheng nodded slightly, and Xiaoyu spoke. "Everyone."
[It's Miss Xiaoyu. Turn the camera back, quick.]
The camera turned, and the bullet comments erupted in shock.
[! I'm just-hi, wifey!]
[That's clearly my wife.]
[Enough already. Why are you all calling my wife your wife? Don't you have wives of your own? Speechless.jpg]
[You upstairs... enough from you, too.]
[Everyone move aside. I could tell at a glance that this is my wife.]
[Enough, you guys. This must be that non-celebrity guest.]
[!!!]
[My wife has a husband?]
[It's okay. What matters most is that the four of us build a good life together.]
[Wait...]
The cameraman froze. The newcomer had an exquisite face and smooth, fair skin. A tear mole at the corner of his eye caught the eye, and his peach-blossom eyes curved slightly, giving him a thoroughly husbandly air.
He was smiling at them now. "Hello, everyone. I'm Gu Wancheng."
"Hello, Mr. Gu. You can call me Xiao Liu, and him Xiao Zhang."
Gu Wancheng nodded. "Do you have any dietary restrictions? I'll have someone prepare breakfast."
Xiao Liu and Xiao Zhang immediately said, "We eat anything. No dietary restrictions."
[Another day of wishing my soul could transmigrate into the cameraman.]
[I want a lavish breakfast, too.]
[So jealous, so jealous.]
[Does anyone still remember that bet?]
[Oh no, I lost. Crying.jpg]
[I won, hahaha.]
For a while, some people in the bullet comments rejoiced, others despaired, and still others watched the fun, eager for more drama.
Outside the bullet comments, Chen Liqing was extremely pleased. The more he looked at Gu Wancheng, the more he felt that Gu Wancheng was his benefactor.
"May we film your child?" "Yes, as long as you don't wake him."
"Of course, of course."
Xiaoyu had already gone to have breakfast prepared, so Gu Wancheng led them to Chaochao's room alone. Chaochao had not slept with them that night precisely because Bo Yizhou was sleeping at home. If they filmed Chaochao sleeping, they would definitely see Bo Yizhou.
That was not the outcome he wanted, so he had agreed with Chaochao the night before that Chaochao would sleep alone.
Without Chaochao there to smooth things over, he had thought he would feel uncomfortable, but unexpectedly, it had felt all right. It was just that he was a rather restless sleeper. Remembering how they had been holding each other when he woke, Gu Wancheng belatedly felt embarrassed.
When they reached Chaochao's room, the camera quietly approached the curly-haired little one. Chaochao was sleeping soundly, his little lips smacking once. He was probably dreaming of something delicious.
[The little one is so cute.]
[Clutching my heart.jpg]
[Is the little one dreaming about yummy food?]
[This curly-haired little one must be an angel.]
[What color sack do you like? Tell Auntie, and I'll go buy it.]
[Both father and son have such good looks and family backgrounds. You rotten heavens, would you dare spare me a little?]
[Same as above. Spare me a little, too. Sometimes I really laugh at how poor I am. Bitter smile.jpg]
[Bitter smile.jpg]
"When he wakes up later, I'll let him introduce himself. I won't do it for him."
Gu Wancheng spoke as he looked at the camera.
[Got it, wifey.]
[Have you no shame, upstairs? Who's your wife?]
[None of your business. Snarky.jpg]
Unaware of the strife in the bullet comments, Gu Wancheng was perfectly at ease.
Inside Guanhe Residential Complex, Jiang Yu stood in the bathroom, staring at his phone with a dark expression. Prominently displayed on the screen was Gu Wancheng's livestream.
Looking at that peach-blossom-like face on the screen, he gritted his teeth. He had never expected this non-celebrity to look like that, to be so much better-looking than him. As he thought of his own face, which looked somewhat plain without makeup, a trace of coldness flashed through his eyes.
As far as he knew, no one in River Moon Bay had the surname Gu. Perhaps he had latched on to some old woman or old man.
He switched screens and tapped away for a while, then looked in the mirror and arranged his expression. Once the corners of his lips were slightly raised and he looked like a harmless little white rabbit, he walked out.
At the same time, a crowd suddenly poured into Gu Wancheng's livestream.
[There doesn't seem to be anyone named Gu in River Moon Bay. Why is he there?]
[Could he have latched on to someone rich?]
[One look at that face tells you he's a fox spirit.]
[So disgusting.]
[Showing your face so openly? Careful the legal spouse doesn't see you.]
[That face screams homewrecker. He's nowhere near as pleasant to look at as Jiang Yu.]
Bullet comments floated past, clearly from haters, and the original viewers flew into a rage.
[How dare you! Where did these dogs come from?]
[What a joke. River Moon Bay's resident information has never been public. May I ask where you got that information?]
[Not as good as Jiang Yu? I think you're blind. Jiang Yu's your idol, isn't he?]
[He can't compete in looks, so he smears someone behind his back. I bet he's the one who latched on to someone rich, so he assumes everyone else is like him.]
[What bullshit are you spouting? Jiang Yu isn't that kind of person.]
[You started spouting bullshit first, dumbass.]
[Who are you calling a dumbass?]
The bullet comments immediately broke into a fight. In the end, Gu Wancheng and Chaochao's fans proved more skillful, routing the paid trolls completely and successfully getting Jiang Yu onto the trending list.
[Young heartthrob surnamed Jiang, jealous of guest's superior looks, instructs fans to attempt cyberbullying]
"Sorry, I need to take a call."
Jiang Yu only answered after walking into the bathroom.
Li Jie's voice came through. "What did you do? You're trending."
"Why did you act on your own? I'll help suppress it. I hope you'll use your brain next time."
With that, Li Jie hung up. After being subjected to that barrage of scolding, Jiang Yu came back to his senses and checked the trending list with a grim face.
The trending topic was right there before his eyes. He tapped into it, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes. A bunch of useless idiots. If you're going to smear someone, just smear him. Why mention me? Isn't that telling everyone you're my fans? Useless.
Gu Wancheng had no idea his fans had nearly infuriated Jiang Yu to death. He was asking Xiaoyu to keep Xiao Liu and the others company while he went back to his room.
As the footsteps drew closer to the bedroom door, Bo Yizhou put his phone away and lay in bed, waiting for him to come in.