Another trending topic has surged to third place on the list.
The popularity shows no signs of abating.
#Wen Jiu, is that you in the car?# Boiling
After checking in and leaving the Perpetual Motion Machines's supertopic, I suddenly saw this entry:?
What the heck??
When I clicked on it, it was a video. Coincidentally, the video's cover and the beginning showed a husky sitting in a car, grinning and waving to the outside.
Judging from the background, it should be in a city area during the morning rush hour, with heavy traffic.
fan:???
"That's some really vulgar language," the fans thought, before rolling up their sleeves, grabbing their guns, and charging in.
[Outrageous! How dare they call our wives dogs?! Have these haters run out of words? Ha! All you think about is your wife, is there no other meaning to your life besides her?!]
[Even if my wife were a dog, she'd be a Samoyed among dogs, with stunning looks and an angelic smile, okay? Please open your dog eyes and see clearly, this is a Husky!]
[We're crowdfunding to get your eyes and brain treated at the hospital, so you don't leave the mental hospital before you're fully recovered.]
[... Is it possible... that it's not black?]
[Shivering, the reputation of huskies seems to have been unfairly maligned (sob sob, huskies are really cute too!)]
Early in the morning, some people were irritable, some were still half asleep, and even passersby cautiously suggested. "Why don't you watch the video first?"
The confused fans, barely regaining their composure, clicked on the video link >>.
After watching, he slid down and apologized to Wen Jiu, while the person who was tagged was putting on makeup in the dressing room, muttering curses under his breath.
" Feng Chi, remove the trending topic, okay? Or you can prove to me that you were in the car at the time... no, you were there too, it's clearly not like that!"
The man opposite her chuckled softly, his tone extremely gentle, sending a tingling sensation through her, a heat that seemed to penetrate her through the wireless current, making Wen Jiu's ears burn.
"Trending on social media? Are you sure? You promise you won't come crying to me later?"
"..." Wen Jiu rubbed her ears, "Never mind, Dad is magnanimous, let's ignore these haters..."
With a fingertip gently lifting his chin, Wen Jiu looked up in the same way, as the makeup artist was about to apply highlighter.
"Sure," Feng Chi said, "But I have a condition."
It's no exaggeration to Wen Jiu's coccyx immediately went numb.
"You have demands? When have you ever not made demands?" Wen Jiu exploded on the spot, terrified that the other party would say something shocking. "I'm angry! I'm hanging up! I need to put on makeup!"
"No wasting money! No removing trending topics! If you're caught, you're finished!"
" A-Jiu..." The voice on the other end lowered another notch, blatantly flirting while emboldened by Wen Jiu's reluctance to put down the phone, "I miss you so much..."
Wen Jiu blushed. He didn't understand why, even after being married for so long, Feng Chi was still so clingy. "Well, he just left this morning..."
The staff in the dressing room watched as the young man's momentum crumbled, his voice growing softer with each word. They glanced sideways, anxiously trying to find out what he was saying.
"I went straight to the airport this afternoon, yeah, there's a party there... I won't be back tonight, so don't stay up too late... Don't come over, don't think I don't know you're going to Y country tomorrow, Cai Qing told me..."
"A week, that'll go by quickly..."
Looking closely at that flawless face, the makeup artist's maternal love almost materialized. "Baby, tilt your head, yes, don't move."
In a nutshell, Feng Chi sat bolt upright in his office chair. "A man?"
Wen Jiu: "..."
" Feng Chi, don't go too far."
Little Hubby Feng hummed and mumbled, remaining silent.
Wen Jiu felt uncomfortable sitting there, wanting to move but not daring to. Only after she finished applying her makeup did she cautiously ask, "Are you angry?"
The voice on the other end was muffled. "No."
Wen Jiu: "He has a girlfriend now, honey, don't be so jealous."
"Knew."
Wen Jiu stood up and took a few steps. A staff member came over to adjust the equipment. He held back for a moment, but couldn't help saying, "You're just jealous!"
"... Um."
"Sorry."
He's faking it! He's faking it! He's faking it!!!
Wen Jiu was internally screaming, but everyone could tell something was wrong with him. Even his assistant, Meng Xiao, couldn't help but come over and offer advice, whispering:
Try to comfort her.
"Ahem!" Wen Jiu raised her hand to signal the staff to wait a moment, holding up a "one" to indicate that it would take one minute.
It was still early, and the director hadn't given any notification. The staff nodded, craning their necks curiously, trying to eavesdrop.
Wen Jiu walked to a corner and whispered, "What can I do so you won't be sad?"
Feng Chi is incredibly soft-hearted.
Feng Chi: "Kiss."
"... muma."
Feng Chi: "I want you to wear that dress again."
Wen Jiu's face flushed red, and she subconsciously glanced around, then said furtively, "No! The trial cards are all used up!"
That dress was sent by Feng Yuan not long ago. He said it was a birthday gift for Feng Chi, a surprise, Wen Jiu to help him take it home and open it.
Upon opening the package, Wen Jiu was surprised to find a gorgeous, fiery red fox costume. After checking several times, she realized that it was clearly her size!
That wicked Feng Yuan actually gave him to Feng Chi as a gift?!
How can someone be so evil!
Wen Jiu immediately returned the call, but before she could even complain, a soft chuckle came from the other end, a lazy, amused voice. " Xiao Wen Jiu?"
Did you receive the gift?
"Try it on? If it doesn't fit, we can exchange it."
"But it should fit perfectly. I measured it when I held you last time, it can't be wrong."
"How is it? Do you like it?"
Wen Jiu's mind was buzzing. She thought to herself, "When did you secretly measure me? How come I didn't know?" Then she wanted to argue with herself, "How could I possibly like you?"
"This is clearly the style Feng Chi likes!"
Don't think he didn't know; Feng Chi had already told him about it when they were filming a period drama!
"Yeah, if he didn't like it, I wouldn't have given it to him." Feng Yuan lazily, sounding a little sleepy. "Alright, little kitty, I'm going to sleep now. I stayed up all night..."
Wen Jiu choked, not wanting to know why the other person hadn't slept all night.
But Feng Yuan wasn't wrong; this was originally a gift for Feng Chi. Wen Jiu was unknowingly influenced and actually wore it.
On the night of Feng Chi's birthday, for the next three days, Wen Jiu was unable to leave her room.
This time, nothing I say will do!
"I know," Feng Chi reassured considerately, "I bought you another one."
Wen Jiu: "..."
"The white kitten's."
Wen Jiu: "..."
Wen Jiu cursed in embarrassment and anger, wishing she could crush her phone. She would have hung up long ago, but she just couldn't bear to.
They just broke up.
He wanted to as well.
Wen Jiu didn't know if the man had been appeased; in fact, he was about to go on stage after only a few words with Cai Qing. But according to Cai Qing, Feng Chi had been smiling all day, without a cold face or a gloomy atmosphere.
Wen Jiu blushed, but knowing Feng Chi was happy, she couldn't bear to spoil the mood.
Wen Jiu nodded proudly. He knew it! With his sense of responsibility and commitment, how could he not appease his wife?
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Agent Qu Feng: So how did they go from talking about removing the trending topic to discussing what clothes to wear?
Meng Xiao: "..."
Well, I don't know either.