Hidden Marriage: The Tycoon's Sweet Little Wife

In her previous life, Gu Weiwei's heart was cruelly gouged out by the man she loved and transplanted into her most trusted best friend.

Reborn, she unexpectedly becomes the girlfriend of ...

Chapter 842 You Are My Starlight 2

The phone is broadcasting a live stream of Fu Shiyi's fifth anniversary celebration, themed "You Are My Starlight".

When Zhou Linna saw the words on the huge poster that had been unveiled, her expression immediately changed.

"It's just a coincidence that the memorial service happened to have the same theme... just a coincidence."

Her agent, An Yang, was not as optimistic. "It's best if this is just a coincidence, otherwise... you're finished."

Fu Shiyi is definitely a top influencer in China. If this song, "You Are My Starlight," were his, they would be torn to shreds by Fu Shiyi's fans.

Fu Shiyi's fifth anniversary celebration was organized in a very secretive way. The celebration, which was originally scheduled to start in the afternoon, was suddenly postponed to 8 p.m. a few days later.

However, the fans waited patiently.

Backstage at the event, Fu Shiyi, already dressed and made up, said smugly.

"As expected of me, I'm a master strategist. That Zhou fellow has finally taken the bait."

Just a few minutes ago, they received news that Zhou Linna sang "You Are My Starlight" at the end of her concert to thank her fans and also announced that she would be releasing a single soon.

As she started singing, they put up the prepared posters for the "You Are My Starlight" memorial event.

"Now it's up to you," Gu Weiwei said with a smile.

If Zhou Linna doesn't sing that song, they'll have to find another way.

However, after being provoked by Xiao Qian, she couldn't wait to bring out her song.

Furthermore, she publicly claimed that it was a new work she created herself, and that Fu Shiyi would sing it at the memorial event and even release it as a single.

When the time comes, Zhou Linna will be unable to explain herself to Fu Shiyi's massive fan base, no matter how many mouths she has.

Fu Shiyi straightened his hair in front of the mirror, a wicked smirk playing on his lips.

"Just you wait and see."

The assistant came in and reminded him, "Third Young Master, the host has already come on stage. You have three minutes left."

Fu Shiyi craned his neck to look at it and said to the makeup artist.

"Please apply some more powder to my neck, it's too dark."

I got too tanned before, and I haven't been able to get my fair skin back yet.

"You're a man, is it appropriate for you to wear so much powder?"

Qiao Lin glanced at the young man, who had applied foundation and eyeliner, and exuded a wicked and roguish charm, and then complained.

"Mind your own business, and stop being jealous of my beauty." Fu Shiyi tilted his chin up and insisted that the makeup artist touch up his neck with some powder.

Gu Weiwei and Luo Qianqian exchanged a glance, too lazy to comment on Fu Shiyi's narcissism.

Fu Shiyi's agent came in to urge him to go on stage, and suggested it to Gu Weiwei.

"Weiwei, it's a rare occasion that Third Young Master is celebrating his fifth anniversary since his debut. Why don't you help him out?"

"Get lost, you're trying to kill me again." Fu Shiyi glared fiercely at his manager.

Because of the Fu Group's acquisition of Longsheng, there are all sorts of rumors circulating online about them. If she goes on stage with him now, she'll definitely be on the front page again tomorrow.

If his brother sees this when he gets back tomorrow, he'll beat him to death.

"I...I said something wrong. Recently, your 'only CP fanbase' has grown a lot. It would be good to have a good response if you appeared on the same stage at this time..." the manager said innocently.

"I……"

Fu Shiyi was so angry he wanted to hit someone. This manager didn't even know that she was his sister-in-law, and was always trying to pair them up.

"Third Young Master, it's your turn to go on stage," the assistant reminded him, checking the time.

Fu Shiyi straightened his clothes, strode out of the dressing room, ready to go on stage, exuding a powerful aura, as if he were walking on air.