He knew Ji Chi was doing it on purpose... it was just childish behavior; he wanted everyone to know that someone liked him.
Few people would like someone like Ji Chi... He's happy that he likes him, so he wants everyone to know...
But it doesn't matter, he's willing to talk about it, willing to tell others that he likes Ji Chi.
"Hmm~", Ji Chi nodded in satisfaction, glanced at the camera, cupped Wen He's face and kissed it, "No problem, let's go?"
He was telling everyone that Wen He was his person...
Wen He, feeling both shy and angry, stomped on Ji Chi, then lowered her head and quickly fled the hut.
Ji Chi arrived Ji Chi and left quickly, jogging to catch up with the other person, putting his arm around his waist, and the two left the small house.
[?!]
[Holy crap!! I knew it! They've been together for ages!]
[ Ji Chi, you don't deserve good things, nor do you deserve as much as Xiao He!]
[The hatred of having one's wife stolen is irreconcilable!]
[This is so heartbreaking (crying), then what about Jiang Ye...]
[Calculate Lawyer]
[So Ji Chi brought these people here just to assert his dominance? I can't stand Ji Chi!]
[Aaaaaaah! I'm going crazy!]
I'm going to the balcony to enjoy the view.
After Ji Chi's incident, almost the entire internet knew about the two going to each other's places.
It immediately went viral, with half the comments praising Wen He and the other half condemning and cursing her. Any negative comments about Wen He were Ji Chi.
You can talk about him, but you can't talk about Wen He.
The other party still needs to take orders online and cannot be affected, otherwise his subsequent work will be difficult to continue.
Grandpa Ji went to bed early and didn't see this scene.
The family's old housekeeper, covering his nose with a tissue, stared at Ji Chi on the screen with a look of satisfaction. He recorded the scene and sent it to the group chat.
Wen He was fast asleep, curled up in bed, while Ji Chi, shirtless, leaned against the headboard, scrolling through his phone and meticulously arranging his work. He was going to remove all the trending topics from the internet.
"Buy me a trending topic! Did you guys buy it? Why did it drop down again?"
Director Li slammed his script on the table in anger, while his staff looked on helplessly. "We bought a trending topic, but it was gone in less than a minute... Should we buy another one?"
"Buy it? Without trending topics, where does the buzz come from? Where does the money come from?!"
Director Guo, holding a water vat, looked at the editor with great satisfaction. The computer screen displayed clips of Ji Chi and Wen He.
He never imagined that the person he randomly bumped into would actually meet his soulmate on the show, and also bring such high viewership to their program...
Time flies...
Another day has passed in the blink of an eye... Director Guo reached out and touched his somewhat bald head, then lowered his head and continued working on his tasks.
I stayed up most of the night again... and my hair is falling out again.
Wen He looked at the hair that had fallen out of his palm, then grabbed another handful and pulled out several more.
He felt a little scared... On TV, only people who are about to die experience crazy hair loss.
He quickly rinsed the short hair from his palms with water, then stood frozen in place, his eyes glazed over.
Ji Chi opened his eyes; the empty bed beside him was still warm... He got out of bed and walked towards the bathroom.
The person who was supposed to be downstairs for breakfast is now standing blankly in the bathroom.
Ji Chi forward, grabbed his waist, and pinned him against the sink, giving him a good beating.
"I've made an appointment with an overseas doctor, shall we go see him later?" Ji Chi rubbed his face against the other's with affection, his arm unconsciously climbing up and down to his waist before finally stopping.
"Okay!" Wen He nodded emphatically, her face flushed.
His abdomen felt empty and flat. He pushed away Ji Chi, who was leaning against him, and turned to wash up.
Ji Chi is burning up... and he doesn't like wearing clothes.
Although they were both men... Wen He felt awkward... and yet the other person always seemed to cling to her.
In the mirror image, Ji Chi's large body was pressed down entirely on Wen He's back, as if something was pressing down on them from behind...
Wen He suddenly jumped up, foam in her mouth, and Ji Chi out of the bathroom.
He's being a scoundrel again!
But... they're both men, so why is there such a big difference?!
Wen He looked down at herself with disappointment, her ahoge (cowlick) drooping down.
After washing up, Wen He secretly swallowed the medicine while the other person went to the toilet.
The mineral water washed away the taste of medicine in her mouth, Wen He finally realized, when did Ji Chi find out she was sick?!
"I ordered takeout, don't go downstairs to cook, just come and eat later," Ji Chi's voice came from the bathroom.
"Oh..." Wen He put the medicine back on the bedside table, next to a small, ugly seal.
Ji Chi came out of the restroom, stood behind Wen He, picked up a small medicine bottle, and put it into the little seal's hand.
"Go down?"
"Oh," Wen He said, withdrawing her hand that was trying to hide the medicine bottle.
Ji Chi grabbed the bathrobe from beside the bed, put it on, and went back to his room.
Today, Wen He was no longer wearing one of her usual five-piece suits. Instead, she wore a white shirt as a base layer with a yellow and white checkered shawl draped over her shoulders, giving her a preppy look. The fabric of the clothes felt cool, breathable, and opaque against her skin.
She paired it with khaki cargo shorts, with a small rabbit pinned to the pocket. The shorts were finely crafted, and the light gold outline on the outside matched the top.
" Xiao He, you look beautiful today! Much better than before."
"Really? Thank you, Yangyang! You look beautiful today too!"
Duan Yueyang held a hot coffee and put a sugar cube into it. There was another cup of steaming black coffee next to the counter.
Duan Yueyang saw the trending topics last night, and with the live stream, everyone understood that Wen He and Ji Chi were already together.
Then Wen He posed no threat to him.
"Would you like some coffee?" Duan Yueyang held up the cup in her hand and waved it at him.
Wen He decisively refused, "Thank you, but I don't drink these; they're too bitter."
Duan Yueyang put down her cup, took a newly bought bottle of fresh milk from the refrigerator, and poured it into Wen He He's glass. "Okay, you can just drink the milk."
"Thank you, Yangyang..." Wen He held the cup and sipped her milk slowly.
Ji Chi came down from the second floor and walked towards the door.
Wen He knew he had gone to get breakfast.
Today's breakfast is rice noodle rolls, rice noodle rolls with ham, eggs and minced meat, served with a unique chili sauce, and a dark brown broth poured over them, soaking them in the sauce.
Besides rice noodle rolls, I also bought a serving of brown sugar rice cakes. The rich brown sugar syrup, mixed with soybean powder, was placed on top of the small round rice cakes. One bite was sweet and chewy.
Duan Yueyang sat down next to Wen He with his simple sandwich in hand.
" Yangyang, try this, it's delicious," Wen He pushed the brown sugar cake in front of Duan Yueyang.
Duan Yueyang picked up a small glutinous rice cake, rolled it in brown sugar, and put it in his mouth. The taste of the food made him nod repeatedly, "Delicious! Where did you buy this? It's so good! Share it with me, I'll buy some every two days."
" Ji Chi bought it, I don't know... everything he buys is delicious." Wen He picked up a piece and put it in her mouth to chew, her gaze falling on Ji Chi.
"Our chef makes this himself; you can't buy it outside," Ji Chi, picking up Wen He's milk and drinking it down before going to the kitchen to get him another cup.
"Looks like I'm not so lucky," Duan Yueyang said, sounding somewhat disappointed.
"It's alright... I'm not fortunate enough to have any," Wen He comforted him, adding a few more to his plate.
The chef is from Ji Chi's family, not his... Without Ji Chi, he himself wouldn't be able to eat this in the future.
Thinking of this, Wen He picked up a few more small glutinous rice cakes and put them in her mouth to bite.