The night was hazy, a crescent moon hanging high in the sky amid scattered stars.
Inside the River Moon Bay villa, Bo Yizhou stood by the window, watching the entrance.
Hearing Gu Wancheng's warm, mellow voice, his gaze darkened, and his fingers tapped lightly against the windowsill.
"I'll let you measure it when you get back."
Measure what?
The unexpected remark stunned Gu Wancheng, but a second later, he understood what Bo Yizhou meant, and the shock made him see stars.
He definitely watched the livestream. How could a domineering CEO secretly watch livestreams? Frivolous pursuits sapped ambition.
Gu Wancheng mentally pointed an accusing finger at him, but aloud, he stammered, "Y-you... I'm not measuring it!"
"Oh? Aren't you going to inspect the goods?"
"Just shut up!"
The moment he said that, Gu Wancheng remembered the camera was still filming and immediately got up and walked over.
[I have a bad feeling...]
[What a coincidence, so do I...]
The viewers watched helplessly as Gu Wancheng reached out his slender hand and pressed a button on the camera. The livestream instantly went black.
The streamer you follow is currently offline. Please head to another stream~
[???]
[Chengcheng, you heartless man!]
[!! Sure enough, Chengcheng is as heartless as ever!]
[How dare you! What is there that we distinguished VIPs aren't allowed to hear?! Sideways-smirk.jpg]
[No, I'm a distinguished VVIP! Let me listen! 凸(艹皿艹 )]
After confirming that the camera was off, Gu Wancheng returned to bed. Chaochao was still sneaking looks at him.
"Go to sleep." Gu Wancheng covered his eyes with his hand.
After a while, he moved his hand away. Chaochao immediately opened his eyes, the light bursting from them nearly blinding him.
Gu Wancheng asked helplessly, "What is it? What do you want to say?"
Chaochao wriggled on the bed, burrowing entirely beneath the covers.
Worried he would be uncomfortable under there, Gu Wancheng was just about to pull the covers away.
His muffled voice came from beneath them. "Father said he'd help me invite Suisui over when I get back."
Suisui?
Oh, was he finally going to meet that mysterious little friend whose name he had heard but whom he had never seen?
"That's great, but why don't you invite him yourself?" Gu Wancheng asked.
Chaochao's voice sank. "Suisui doesn't like playing with me. He says I'm annoying."
Gu Wancheng's pupils trembled. Good grief, you're actually a little simp, chasing after someone to play with you!
The corner of his mouth twitched, and he offered the little simp a halfhearted word of comfort. "It's okay. He'll definitely like you."
Chaochao threw back the covers and clenched his fists, nodding hard. "I'll work hard to make Suisui like me."
Gu Wancheng thumped his chest. "I believe in you." Hope you'll have everything you want after simping to the very end. Applause.jpg
Chaochao looked at Gu Wancheng, moved. Daddy believed in him. When he had told Father before, not only had Father not believed him, he had even looked at him with that expression and sighed.
Although he couldn't tell what Father meant, Chaochao was certain Father was looking down on him and thought he couldn't make Suisui like him.
While Chaochao was busy being moved by his own thoughts, Gu Wancheng tucked him back under the covers, leaving him immersed in a lovely dream of Suisui agreeing to become good friends with him.
Gu Wancheng picked up his phone again, and a voice came from the other end.
"Finally remembered me?"
Gu Wancheng detected a trace of resentment in his tone. He must have misheard.
Gu Wancheng thought for a moment and made his decision. "Sorry." When in doubt, apologize first.
"It's fine. I saw the photos you posted."
"Mm."
"Very impressive," Bo Yizhou said with a smile.
"Thank you." Gu Wancheng picked at the pattern on the quilt.
"Why are you thanking me?"
As though his mouth had been glued shut, Gu Wancheng hemmed and hawed, unable to get any words out.
Suddenly, another laugh came from the other end, carrying no particular meaning, traveling clearly along the internet connection into his ears.
Gu Wancheng moved his phone a little farther away and rubbed his slightly reddened ear.
"You don't need to thank me."
"Okay."
"They're all calling you wifey."
"Huh? Who?" Gu Wancheng startled.
Then he realized Bo Yizhou probably meant the live comments.
A little embarrassed, Gu Wancheng reached up and scratched his face, leaving several clear red marks on it.
"They're just joking. You can't take it seriously."
"But I'm unhappy. Aren't you going to comfort me?"
Huh?
Gu Wancheng was dumbfounded. Comfort whom? You? I don't know how!
And what's with that aggrieved tone of yours?!
"How should I comfort you?" Though inwardly shocked, he still asked when he remembered that this man paid his bills.
"We'll talk when you get back."
Gu Wancheng blinked, a bad feeling coming over him, so he tried to negotiate.
"Can't we do it now?"
"Sure."
"Then how do you want me to comfort you?"
"Call me hubby."
Gu Wancheng: "..." He had a little trouble saying it.
"Doesn't it roll right off your tongue at home? Or do you prefer saying it to my face?"
How was doing it at home the same?! Away from home, it just didn't feel safe.
Gu Wancheng looked around the room, his gaze lingering on the camera for several seconds to make sure it was safe.
Only then did he say, somewhat shyly, "Hubby."
"Mm, I've collected the interest. We'll discuss the rest when you get back."
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Huh? You never said that was just the interest!
Feeling thoroughly played, Gu Wancheng glared fiercely at his phone and decisively hung up.
Beep, beep, beep-
Hearing the disconnected tone in his ear, Bo Yizhou gave a low chuckle.
It seemed he had made him angry.
As soon as Gu Wancheng hung up, he ducked under the covers and turned his head, meeting Chaochao's big, bright eyes.
Gu Wancheng: "..."
"Go to sleep."
Chaochao obediently closed his eyes. Gu Wancheng tucked the covers around him before closing his own.
After a while, he opened his eyes again. He still couldn't forget that he had been played. (〃＞皿＜)
Riiip-
Lu Keran picked up the document on the table, glanced at it a couple of times, and tore it up.
A stemmed glass sat on the table, the ice cubes inside occasionally making cracking sounds. Beneath the light, the cracks within them were clearly visible.
Long, well-defined fingers rested against the rim, rubbing it idly.
Suddenly, the sound of the door opening came from outside. Lu Keran lazily glanced sideways as Lu Xuanran walked in wearing a long black trench coat.
When Lu Xuanran saw him, his gaze seemed a little surprised.
He took off his shoes, walked over, and sat beside him.
Taking the glass in front of Lu Keran, he downed its contents in one gulp. "Didn't you say you weren't coming back?"
Lu Keran's hand paused as the glass was taken away. He calmly withdrew his hand and leaned back with a soft snort. "What, you don't want me back?"
"Of course I do. I thought you'd gone back to the old residence again."
"What, afraid the old man will beat you?"
"Ahem, of course not." Lu Xuanran coughed lightly.
"You deserved that family punishment, little child bride~"
"Is that so?" Lu Xuanran uttered the words with an unreadable meaning.
Hearing his tone, Lu Keran knew what he was thinking and was utterly speechless.
He got up to head upstairs, but as he stood, Lu Xuanran grabbed him hard. Lu Keran stumbled, then immediately steadied himself.
He looked back and glared at the culprit, then turned and left.
A certain culprit watched his retreating figure, a glint flashing through his eyes.