"I'm in a relationship, and you know her." Yu Qiuchi cut straight to the point, catching Zhou Baixi off guard.

"Brother Mo, did you send him to say this?" Zhou Baixi asked tentatively, his hand holding the cigarette trembling. "He's not planning to have me assassinated, is he?"

Yu Qiuchi chuckled and patted Zhou Baixi on the shoulder: "Don't do a live broadcast for the next two days, let's do post-production..."

"Qiu Chi, you want to be with them..."

"Mm." Yu Qiuchi nodded, without saying anything more.

"Forget it, getting you onto this show is a favor to me, your brother. Anyway, you're already a big star in the entertainment industry, and all those big celebrities want to ride your coattails." Zhou Baixi was very easygoing. He shrugged and said, "You and Mo Ge actually have quite a few fans who ship you... but you two had better tone it down before the show ends. If the fans can't handle it, the backlash will be huge."

“I know all that, but I’m not in the entertainment industry, and I’m not an idol. It’s just a big deal that I’m dating.” Yu Qiuchi stubbed out Zhou Baixi’s cigarette and threw it in the ashtray: “Where did you buy this cheap cigarette? It smells awful.”

"Alright, as expected of you, Young Master Chi, this cigarette is three hundred each." Zhou Baixi watched as Yu Qiuchi threw away his cigarette without stopping him. He himself didn't think it was very good to smoke, but he was a bit annoyed because his plan to wander the city had been nipped in the bud today, and this was all he had left. "What do you think about me switching careers after the dating reality show ends and not filming variety shows but filming TV dramas?"

"Alright, I'm leaving now. Let me let my boyfriend know I'm safe." Seeing Zhou Baixi looking worried about his future career, Yu Qiuchi didn't want to make a fool of himself. He stood up, raised his chin, and commented, "Your single dog's dating reality show is really bad."

"Get out!" Zhou Baixi was annoyed to see Yu Qiuchi looking gloating at the door. He picked up the ashtray and threw it, but Yu Qiuchi blocked it by closing the door.

Yu Qiuchi opened the door a crack, bent one leg on the door frame, and grinned smugly: "Your Boss Chi is planning to open a studio to shoot short dramas, and of course, TV series too. We're short of a director. Want to come work for your Boss Chi?"

"You've been eyeing me for a while now, haven't you!" Zhou Baixi squinted at Yu Qiuchi with a suspicious look. "I'm a top student, and you treat me like a dog?"

"I don't need to explain how you got your degree, do I?" Yu Qiuchi raised an eyebrow, watching the show.

“Okay, but I’m now under your brother’s command.” Zhou Baixi’s meaning was quite clear.

"Who dares to stop you, young master Zhou, from leaving?" Yu Qiuchi felt a surge of annoyance as he looked at Zhou Baixi, who was smiling obsequiously at him. "Fine, fine, I'll take care of things with Brother Zhou."

"Alright! Get lost, Mr. Chi!" Zhou Baixi, having gotten the better deal, was now acting innocent, no longer feeling sad about the show's potential collapse.

Yu Qiuchi picked up the ashtray from the ground and threw it back at him: "From now on, I'm your sugar daddy, so watch your mouth!"

After being teased by Zhou Baixi, Yu Qiuchi felt much better, but he was still a little worried. Would he be overshadowed if he ended up dating someone other than a guest on the dating reality show? It would be too unfair to Mo Weiyun if he kept it a secret.

He wouldn't mind making it public, but he's worried about the impact on Moweiyun Company...

After taking a shower, Yu Qiuchi wanted to check if there were any cases, but then he felt he was making a mountain out of a molehill. He was just in a relationship, after all. The world wasn't going to end!

Young Master Chi threw himself onto the bed. The room was brightly lit with the lights on, and the light made his eyes hurt. Yu Qiuchi shielded them with his hand.

A dazzling light peeked through the gaps between his fingers, slowly transforming into halos in Yu Qiuchi's eyes. Yu Qiuchi, lost in thought, reached for his phone and frantically refreshed the chat window displaying the words "wife" at the top.

Chi Ye suddenly felt down. Why wasn't Mo Weiyun messaging him? Was she being cold? Had she stopped loving him? Or did she want him to take the initiative?

Yu Qiuchi thought for a moment, then opened the camera. He cleverly ripped open the cuff of his shirt, revealing a large expanse of his underwear.

Mo Weiyun had just come out of the bathroom, wrapped in a bathrobe, drying his hair with a white towel in his hand, when he heard the familiar message notification tone. He picked up his phone and saw a scene that made his blood boil.

In the picture, Yu Qiuchi is lying on a black velvet quilt, which makes him look even whiter. He is wearing a white shirt with the collar wide open, revealing his delicate collarbone, which is slightly pink. Perhaps because of the bright light, his peach blossom eyes are slightly narrowed and watery, with tiny glimmers in his pupils. In this atmosphere, he looks both innocent and alluring.

The next message was a very short audio message, which Mo Weiyun clicked on instinctively.

"Brother, guess whose clothes they are!"

The boy's tone was like a hook, drawing a rush of heat down to Mo Weiyun's lower abdomen.

He almost gritted his teeth: "Yu Qiuchi, I just finished taking a shower."

Yu Qiuchi chuckled through the screen, looking like a sly fox. He figured the emperor was far away, and he didn't believe Mo Weiyun would come to the film set late at night to do him anything: "Brother, do you want to take it off yourself..."

The moment the message was sent, a video call came in, startling Yu Qiuchi so much that her phone hit her face.

He rubbed his nose, which was red from being hit by the phone, with a pained expression. The tears in his eyes lingered at the corners, turning a peachy pink. He hummed twice to the man on the other side of the screen, his tone unconsciously carrying a hint of coquetry: "Waaah~ It's all your fault!"

"Liao Liao, don't provoke me." Mo Weiyun lightly touched the screen with his finger, the spot being Yu Qiuchi's cupid's bow. His deep eyes revealed a dangerous glint: "You'll regret this."

"Anyway, you can't do anything to me now!" Yu Qiuchi, having recovered from the pain, knelt on the bed and said arrogantly to the man on the other side of the screen.

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