When he saw Chaochao's little round face, Bo Yizhou instinctively backed out, then thought it over and tapped back in.
Chaochao: (˚ ˃̣̣̥᷄⌓˂̣̣̥᷅ ) It really is different when you don't love me anymore o(一︿一+)o
When he heard Chaochao's earth-shattering declaration, Bo Yizhou's pupils shook. He studied his expression, only to discover that the boy genuinely thought he was right.
The corner of his mouth twitched. Suddenly, he no longer recognized this short-circuiting kid. Clearly, he hadn't been given enough homework.
Looking at Gu Wancheng's flushed face beside him, he suddenly remembered that shy, unmistakable "hubby" from their first meeting, and amusement rippled through his ink-black eyes.
His finger lightly touched Gu Wancheng's profile on the screen, a trace of determination to have him flashing through his eyes. He ought to thank his mother for bringing this person to him.
And so, when Wen Shuyu received a gift from her son the next day, she was utterly bewildered. After discussing it with the boy's father, they agreed that their son might have lost his mind.
As he gazed at his profile, slightly lost in thought, Lu Keran sent another message.
"Lu Keran: Well? Grinning from ear to ear, aren't you?"
"Lu Keran: Proud.jpg"
"Bo Yizhou: Not bad."
"Lu Keran: Who are you trying to fool? Not~ bad~"
"Bo Yizhou: You have too much free time."
Looking at those words, Lu Keran nearly jumped out of bed. Was this guy really his good buddy? Always threatening him at the drop of a hat. He remembered how Bo Yizhou had tattled to his grandfather last time, nearly getting him sent to Africa to mine coal.
"Lu Keran: ...Fine, you win. I always think of you whenever I find something good!"
"Bo Yizhou: That's why I haven't contacted Grandpa Lu. Smile.jpg"
"Lu Keran: Middle finger.jpg"
After chatting with him for a bit, Bo Yizhou put down his phone. Looking at the mountain of documents on his desk, he suddenly lost all desire to read them.
He finished the document he had just been holding and walked straight out of the office. The driver was already waiting downstairs.
The driver asked, "President Bo, where would you like to go?"
Bo Yizhou looked out the window. "Back to River Moon Bay."
The driver said, "Of course."
Gu Wancheng lifted Chaochao out of his seat, the boy's little body nestling entirely in his arms. Gu Wancheng held him tight, afraid he would say something shocking again.
The instant Gu Wancheng picked him up, Chaochao's face went scarlet. He hurriedly buried his head shyly in his arms, but his exposed crimson ears gave him away.
[Chaochao's shy! Hehe.]
[Shy little Chaochao, still being held in Daddy's arms!]
[It should be my turn. I'm still a little baby, and Chaochao's already a big baby.]
[A two-hundred-and-fifty-month-old baby? Sideways smirk.jpg]
[Don't think I can't tell you're calling me an idiot, though I really am an idiot. Slams table and stands.jpg]
Still caught up in the awkward atmosphere, Gu Wancheng bit his lip and said, "Let's move on to the next person."
Stop looking at me. Hurry up and finish. I want to go back to sleep. I really can't stay here any longer. Boohoo.
Only then did everyone look away, and Gu Wancheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Chen Liqing said, "Right, right. Chu Yi'an's next."
[It's Brother Chu.]
[Brother Chu's so dependable he doesn't seem nineteen at all.]
"Let's start the questions."
[Kiss kiss kiss kiss kiss: Brother Chu, do you have any requirements for a partner?]
Chu Yi'an fell silent for a moment before saying, "No particular requirements. As long as they have decent character and I like them."
"It seems you're pretty easygoing about a partner, Chu. Maybe you haven't met anyone you like yet," Chen Liqing said.
Chu Yi'an met his words with silence, as though tacitly agreeing.
"That question's done, then. Next."
[Love sweets: Is there anyone here you like?]
Chu Yi'an: "..."
Gu Wancheng silently gave that a like. Good question. Exactly what I'd expect from shippers who view the world through a microscope.
Jian Yue sat up straight and poked Chu Yi'an with a playful expression. "Come on, tell us! Is there someone you like?"
Chu Yi'an caught his mischievous hand.
The moment their hands touched, Jian Yue suddenly grew uncomfortable. Perhaps because Chu Yi'an had done a lot of work since childhood, his hands had calluses that weren't obvious unless you touched them. Jian Yue struggled a little and pulled his hand back.
Chu Yi'an said, "Yes... I like everyone."
Hearing his answer, the viewer who had asked the question let out monkey screeches at home.
"Li Xiaomei, what are you screeching about?!" She ended up drawing her mother out.
"Sorry, I was wrong!"
Reining in her excitement, Li Xiaomei clutched her phone and curled up under her blanket, her eyes sparkling and her grin utterly sleazy.
They shouldn't think she hadn't noticed their little movements. Her eyesight rivaled a high-powered microscope.
The ship she shipped was definitely real. If it wasn't, then she was fake.
"Ms. Xu, are you ready?"
Xu Xiashi nodded.
[Strawberry Doughnut: Sis, are you really planning to leave the industry?]
[!!! Where did you hear that rumor? Sis is leaving the industry? No! I don't believe it! Bawling.jog]
[Sis, hurry up and say you're not leaving! I don't want you to leave the industry!]
Xu Xiashi couldn't help laughing, her eyes curving into crescents and her smile radiant. "Sweetheart, I don't know where you heard that, but I do indeed have those plans, and I've already started putting them into action."
Strawberry Doughnut snapped out of her daze over Sis called me sweetheart, and her mood instantly exploded. Not happy.
Meanwhile, the bullet comments dissolved into floods of tears.
[No! I don't believe it!]
[Sis, how could you abandon us!]
[Sis, you're still so young! How can you leave the industry now!]
[I don't believe it! I must be hearing things!]
Yet not long after Xu Xiashi finished speaking, her studio released a statement.
Poetry and Yuan Studio: @Xu Xiashi Your days in the entertainment industry are coming to an end. Wishing you happiness in life and a brilliant future!
In an instant, Big-Eyed Cat exploded. Suddenly hearing this terrible news, her tens of millions of fans frantically left comments under her studio's post, not wanting her to leave the industry.
But after releasing that statement, Poetry and Yuan Studio disappeared like a turtle retreating into its shell, refusing to show itself no matter how much the fans protested.
Chen Liqing wasn't surprised at all. He had heard about it some time ago, so he continued with a straight face.
"..."
"Mr. Zhao, are you ready?"
Zhao Chengyu nodded, holding Xiaolin's hand. He probably wouldn't end up like Gu Wancheng. His fans were all rational.
[What color sack does Xiaolin like: Brother Zhao, are you still planning to have a second child?]
Seeing the question, Zhao Chengyu's tension eased, and he answered casually, "We don't have any plans for that at the moment."
So that meant it wasn't certain. The viewer nodded thoughtfully. Xiaolin was so cute. It would be wonderful if Brother Zhao had another child just as cute as Xiaolin.
As these people took their turns, Gu Wancheng watched blankly, his chin resting on top of Chaochao's head and his eyes unfocused. He looked as though he was sitting there obediently, but in reality, his mind had wandered off quite a while ago.
Chaochao nestled obediently in his arms without making a sound, picking at his fingers as he watched them intently. In reality, he was spacing out.
He muttered inwardly that Daddy was so clingy. Was he a doll, to be held so tightly? If Daddy's arms weren't so comfortable, he wouldn't let him hold him at all.