Chapter 125 Having an Underground Affair

Everyone present knew perfectly well who they were talking about, but they all tacitly mentioned that name, making a knowing joke and creating a joyful atmosphere.

Qu He was a little nervous at first, but seeing that everyone meant no harm and that everyone was lovely, she gradually let down her guard and started chatting with them about everyday things.

Viewers in the live stream quickly discovered that Qu He was generally responsive to their requests and would answer every question seriously.

Gradually, some bolder netizens began to request interaction.

Sister, sister, look into my eyes for three seconds, and I'll be happy for 100 days.

Qu He looked earnestly at the camera, her eyes gentle: "Then I'll look into your eyes for 10.95 seconds, hoping you'll be happy every day of the year."

[The older sister poked her cheek, wanting to see her make a heart shape with her cheeks.]

Qu He recalled the pose she had seen online, awkwardly raised her hand, and made half a heart shape next to her cheek. "Is this how it is?"

Sister, shoot me in the heart.

"Then you'll get hurt."

Qu He clutched her chest, frowned, tilted her head, and said innocently, "It will break my heart."

The fans in the live stream thought they could flirt with Qu He, but unexpectedly, she flirted with them instead, causing the chat to explode instantly.

【Ugh, I hate that I'm not a man!】

[I'm a college student, please give me a kiss, I'm a college student, please give me a kiss! (Crouching in a twisted manner)]

[Sister, open the door. It's me, brother-in-law.]

This woman is no saint; she can seduce me with a mere flick of her wrist.

[I'm new to this app and don't understand much. Does liking the app automatically mean I can get married?]

[The first glance is a girl, the second glance is the rest of my life, the third glance is to spend my life with her, the fourth glance is when she's already given birth to a baby weighing 6.8 pounds.]

Despite her calm demeanor, Qu He's flushed ears betrayed her as she watched the barrage of compliments online.

The phrase "Hello, wedding" on the screen has already been viewed 99+ times.

Qu He's face flushed slightly.

She looked away, instinctively reaching for her water glass to hide her embarrassment, but in that instant, she caught a glimpse of a shadow moving slightly back and forth through the crack under the study door.

The netizens on the screen started another round of compliments, and Qu He could hardly keep up.

Fortunately, the program team sent the video call invitation in time.

Qu He breathed a sigh of relief and said goodbye to the camera: "The live stream is about to start, so I'll stop here for today. See you in the live stream later!"

To ensure an immersive viewing experience, the live stream for the show "Chengqi" disabled interactive comments, much to the dismay of its fans.

【Wow, so fast? Wasn't the screen supposed to switch in five minutes?】

Just got back from the main live stream. All I can say is, someone really needs to pull some strings; the host's speaking speed towards the end was like it was on eight times the normal. "The Rap of China" has rappers!

[The power of capital! (Lighting a cigarette jpg) Sure enough, a coin fell in the north of the city, with the character "Zhuang" engraved on both sides.]

I'm angry! Someone's always at home watching me, and I'm so jealous!

Looking at the comments from netizens, Qu He immediately understood the gist of it; it seemed that Zhuang Bieyan had expedited the process.

I was both annoyed and amused, and I cursed him as a childish idiot.

She sighed and said helplessly, "It's almost time. How about this, next time when I have the chance, I'll do a live stream and chat with you guys separately, okay?"

[How spineless of me, I was so easily appeased.]

[Okay, it's a deal! Next time we'll sneak it out without telling someone, and have a secret affair!]

Qu He chuckled, "Okay."

She waved goodbye to everyone, and after accepting the call invitation, the screen split into four in the next second.

The other three are the host and two regular guests on the show.

The regular guests accompanying Qu He this time are Tang Tian, ​​whom Qu He is very familiar with, and a male college student she had met on the show before, whose name I think is Ren Ding.

Each episode lasts about an hour and a half. The live broadcast is divided into two parts, with a break and interaction time in between.

After the first half of the viewing session ended, it was time for interaction, and the production team turned on the bullet comments again.

Everyone shared some interesting stories from the recording process, which drew Qu He in, and she listened with great interest.

She picked up the water glass to drink some water, only to find that the glass was empty.

The host just happened to call on her at that moment.

"Ms. Qu He, the program 'Cheng Qi' has sparked greater interest in ceramics. Do you have anything to share about this?"

Qu He clasped her hands together and nodded slightly in gratitude, saying, "Thank you all so much for your support. We will work even harder."

The host followed up by asking, "Ren Ding just mentioned that you helped him with his entry during the recording. I heard he's also your junior from the same department?"

Qu He looked at the handsome young man in the upper left window and nodded with a smile, "Yes. But saying he's a mentor is too much of an exaggeration. Ren Ding's work is excellent in itself. I heard he even won a gold medal? That's great, junior."

She gave a thumbs-up to the camera.

In the video, Ren Ding's face was visibly red, and his eyes were somewhat unfocused.

He lowered his head shyly, "Thank you for your encouragement, senior. I will continue to work hard."

Qu He's fans, who had been holding back from posting comments for almost forty minutes, were instantly ignited by this interaction and began flooding the screen with messages:

Wow, this young man is blushing.

Sister, you promised you'd only flirt with us! Woman, I'm angry.

[I watch every episode of this show without fail, and I swear on my fandom, Ren Ding is a die-hard fan of Qu He! He absolutely loves her! The way he looks at her is impossible to hide!]

[Hahaha, Mr. Zhuang, you've got another rival in love, and a young one at that.]

[While domineering CEOs are certainly impressive, pure and innocent young men are truly a treasure!]

Don't be discouraged, young man. You're still young, you still have opportunities, and the future is bright.

[Watch out, you guys! A certain man surnamed Zhuang might be writing down your IDs one by one in front of the screen.]

【So what? Sister Quhe has already locked the study door from the inside, hehe~】

Seeing that the comments were gradually being led astray, the host quickly smiled and took control of the situation.

Qu He suppressed her smile and continued answering his questions.

Just then, a faint sound of a lock being opened rang out.

"Click".

The next second, the study door was opened from the outside.

Qu He's words caught in her throat, and she stared wide-eyed in surprise at the doorway.

Looking at the man standing at the door, she thought she was hallucinating.

He was wearing the same dark gray loungewear when he ate dinner, so why is he wearing it now...?

Zhuang Bieyan was dressed in a well-tailored white shirt and black suit, his black hair was all combed back, and a pair of silver frameless glasses perched on his nose, making his already deep eyes appear even more unfathomable.

The warm light from the study fell on him, making him appear as if he were bathed in a noble halo.

He held a glass full of water in one hand, the water rippling gently, while his other hand hung naturally at his side, his slender index finger lazily hooking a familiar key.

Where did the key come from?

Qu He was in a state of confusion. Before she could react, Zhuang Bieyan casually tossed the key, which landed precisely in a small porcelain bowl on the shelf next to her with a crisp "ding".

He strode forward with long strides, walking slowly and deliberately.

The thin-soled leather shoes made a steady sound on the wooden floor, one sound after another, slowly approaching.

A night breeze swept past the window at just the right moment, causing the curtains to flutter gently, and the light and shadows in the study to sway along with them.

Every step he took felt like stepping on Qu He's heart, and her heartbeat involuntarily quickened to match the rhythm.

The viewers on the screen also heard this unusual noise.

[Hmm? What was that sound? I think I heard a door opening and footsteps.]

[Qu He's expression is off, what happened?]

I have a bold hypothesis...

The next second, a pair of hands with distinct knuckles, wearing the same wedding ring as Qu He, unexpectedly appeared in front of the camera and entered the frame.