No matter how fast the big boss deleted his own replies, he couldn't catch up with the speed of netizens taking screenshots. If he didn't delete it, it would be fine. But after deleting it, he suddenly looked very disgusted. Those

who came early witnessed the whole process like Wen Xia, and those who came late asked around. After seeing the screenshots posted by others, they also ran back to comfort him or feel sad.

[Big boss, did you find out that your house was robbed when you came back...]

[Wuwuwu, that "hmm" made me feel broken. Big boss, you're fine. What's wrong with fans praising their favorite anchor!]

[To be honest, it's not that I haven't thought about the fact that Xia Xia's partner is actually the digital boss, but... I'm so scared]

[Liking is unbridled, love is restrained. I cried. Who understands? ]

[I think... it's not a good idea for everyone to do this... Don't speculate too much, what will Xia Xia and his partner think if they see this?] [ I agree, didn't they say that you should

n't push CPs in front of the real couple? What are you doing ... This was his second time coming since he delivered the meal last time. Today, when the front desk saw him at the door, she smiled and made a "please" gesture towards the elevator, meaning that he could just go up. Just like Lin Fengqi had personally instructed last time, he didn't need to report his arrival. On the way up, Wen Xia was a little surprised that some employees still remembered him. Two of the socially adept ones even greeted him. Wen Xia responded politely. Knowing that he was coming, Lin Fengqi waited obediently in the office. When he saw Wen Xia pushing the door in, he stood up and hugged him. It was as if he hadn't seen him for ten days or half a month. Wen Xia raised her hand to hug him back and received a kiss. After a moment of lingering, Lin Fengqi reluctantly let go of him and took out his mobile phone to open the food delivery software. This confused Wen Xia: "Are you ordering takeout?" "Yeah." "Aren't you going to a restaurant?" Lin Fengqi was stunned: "You are going to a restaurant?" Wen Xia was puzzled: "Isn't it possible?" "Yes," Lin Fengqi quickly put away his phone, "Of course you can." The two walked out of the office, and Wen Xia deliberately asked him: "You can obviously go to the restaurant, why do you order takeout, don't you want your employees to see me?" "No," Lin Fengqi answered immediately, and couldn't help holding his hand, his voice gradually weakened, "I'm afraid you don't like this." "Why wouldn't you like it?" "...Too ostentatious." Wen Xia clasped his hand tightly, and the slightly cool wedding rings made a slight friction sound as their knuckles stuck together. He said, "What's so ostentatious about this? I'm just having a meal with my boyfriend." Although in the eyes of unaware bystanders, they are a real couple. Lin Fengqi was stunned by his words. He wanted to not eat at all and take her back to the office to hide. No one can see his treasure. The two appeared in the restaurant on the second floor. Although they just came to have an ordinary meal, they were not ordinary. As soon as they walked out of the elevator, they were greeted with countless surprised eyes. It was dinner time, and the restaurant was really busy. Just the short walk from the elevator to the window, "Hello, Mr. Lin" could be heard endlessly. It was like a meeting. Fenghang's restaurant has a lot of food. In addition to meals, there are other things, such as pasta, rice noodles, etc. Wen Xia ordered a bowl of curry beef brisket rice and experienced the feeling of swiping her boyfriend's meal card. When he stepped aside to watch Lin Fengqi swipe the card, he suddenly wondered, if there were no misunderstandings, would he and Lin Fengqi go to the same university? Probably. Perhaps such scenes would often appear in their college life. They were not in the same department or the same dormitory, but they might be in the same dormitory building. He could visit Lin Fengqi's dormitory when he had nothing to do. They would wait for each other to finish class every day to have dinner together. After dinner, they would walk around the playground hand in hand like other couples. When they didn't have classes, they could also go to the study room, the library, or go somewhere to play. If someone asked him, "Who was that person with you just now?" He might not be able to help but show off, "My boyfriend." No matter how busy Lin Fengqi was for a living, he would accompany him and help him as much as he could as long as he needed it. At least in those years, Lin Fengqi wouldn't have such a hard time. Neither would he. Unfortunately, time can't be chased. Wen Xia lowered his eyes, and this subtle change of mood was captured by Lin Fengqi's keenness. He moved closer and asked, "What's wrong?" He raised his eyes, blinked, and said, "I was thinking... there were a lot of people." Lin Fengqi's expression was nervous for a moment. Sure enough, he was too ostentatious? He whispered, "Then let's--" Or pack it up and eat it in the office. Before he finished speaking, Wen Xia tilted her head and whispered in his ear: "It's not convenient to kiss you." Lin Fengqi was shocked, and when he looked down, he saw Wen Xia's slightly raised lips, and his ears turned red. The two ordered the same meal, and when they were looking for a place to sit with their plates, Zeng Yuan, who was not far away, raised his hand and waved: "Mr. Lin, Mr. Wen!" They walked over, Zeng Yuan cleaned up his plate and stood up and said: "I just finished eating, why don't you sit here." "Thank you." Wen Xia said. Zeng Yuan smiled at them and left with the plate. The eyes on the surroundings have been constant all the way, and Wen Xia has gotten used to it. He scooped a spoonful of rice covered with curry and was about to eat it, when a spoon was suddenly extended to him and put a piece of beef brisket on his plate. One piece was not enough, so Lin Fengqi picked up another one. "Don't you eat beef brisket?" Wen Xia asked him. Beef has appeared in the family's cooking during this period, and Lin Fengqi was obviously eating it. "Eat," Lin Fengqi said while putting beef brisket on his plate, "If you like it, eat more." Wen Xia was stunned, and seeing that he didn't stop moving, he quickly put the rice into his mouth, and then pressed his spoon to hold down his: "That's enough. It's not like our family can't afford beef brisket."

"Our family", these three words made Lin Fengqi very happy.

He obediently put away the spoon and smiled: "Okay."

Lin Fengqi seldom smiled.

Or rather, Wen Xia seldom saw him smile.

His heart suddenly became agitated.

What should he do? He wanted to press Lin Fengqi and kiss him more than before.

Wen Xia looked at the meal in front of him, and suddenly felt that his suggestion to go down to the restaurant to eat was not a wise move.

But Lin Fengqi was really happy. After eating a few bites of the meal, he stopped, looked at him and said, "I just want to give you all the good things."

The man who was not good at speaking suddenly spoke his mind, and Wen Xia felt that even he had become a fool.

When the employees passing by heard this, they took a breath of cool air, put down their plates, and quickly took out their mobile phones to share the latest boss gossip in the familiar colleague group.

In a short while, word of "General Manager Lin is a husband-loving maniac" spread throughout the company. Everyone was shocked that the cold-faced General Manager Lin could actually say such sweet words! They couldn't help but sigh: "Love..."

The two of them ate faster than usual because they wanted to hurry back to the office to do "business" after eating.

Back in the office, Wen Xia was the first to take action. He turned around and pressed Lin Fengqi against the door, and the two exchanged a curry-flavored kiss.

They ran to the sofa while kissing, and after they ended, he was hugged by Lin Fengqi again.

Lin Fengqi hugged him from behind, with his chin on his shoulder, and his head rubbed against him from time to time.

Wen Xia could feel his happiness without saying a word.

Emotions are contagious, and Wen Xia felt very happy when she felt his happiness. He leaned back, relaxed his limbs and lay in his boyfriend's arms with peace of mind, and then he heard him blurt out a sentence without thinking: "Move your computer over here."

Wen Xia: "?"

Lin Fengqi buried his face in his shoulder and said in a muffled voice: "We can work together."

Wen Xia smiled: "Are you still a primary school student?"

Lin Fengqi made a vague "hmm" sound, did not say anything, but slightly tightened his arms.

Wen Xia raised her hand to rub his hair, somewhat reluctant to let go.

Lin Fengqi like this, is very much like the day when he was drunk.

Too cute, right? Can anyone get drunk curry?

Wen Xia rubbed for a while, and asked him: "Have you seen the promotional video released by the Whale Group today?"

The arm holding him moved subtly.

"Yeah."

"How was your impression?" "

...It was filmed very well," Lin Fengqi said, "especially your camera."

Wen Xia felt that this was a little familiar - isn't this similar to what the digital boss said?

Just right, he thought about it and said, "Why is your answer similar to what a boss in my live studio said?"

Lin Fengqi was silent for a moment and asked, "Is it the one... No. 1?"

"I know you well," Wen Xia struggled to break away from his arms, turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows, "Tell me, how many times have you watched my live broadcast?"

"...Not many times."

"Don't hide your eyes, look at me and talk."

"..." Lin Fengqi looked at him with difficulty, his eyes still blinking, "Quite...many times."

Wen Xia expected this answer.

He knew that Lin Fengqi must have secretly watched it many times! I guess he has never missed a live broadcast since the group of whales handed over the list of promotional film shoots and knew about him?

Ha, man.

"Tell me about it," Wen Xia grabbed his pigtails and boasted, "Have you ever secretly given me a gift?"

"...Yes."

"What's your ID? See if I remember it."

Lin Fengqi hesitated.

"You don't want to tell me?"

"..."

"Okay, then I'll look at it myself." Wen Xia said, picking up his mobile phone and shaking it.

Lin Fengqi's usually indifferent face showed a look of astonishment: "When did you...?"

"I just touched it from your pocket," Wen Xia said, turning on the screen, turning the screen around for him to press fingerprints, "Come on, Mr. Lin, unlock it."

Lin Fengqi held his wrist: "I was wrong..."

"Hmm? I'm not asking for punishment," Wen Xia said, "I just want to see how you peeked at my screen, hurry up."

Lin Fengqi called him again: "Wen Xia..."

This "Wen Xia" made people feel a little itchy, but Wen Xia held back and urged: "Don't call me. I haven't settled the score with you for secretly looking through my phone last time. Now it's my turn to look through it, right? Or do you have some unspeakable secrets in your phone? Don't worry, I'll just see what I want to see."

Lin Fengqi couldn't persuade him, and when he unlocked the phone, he looked like he wanted to escape from the scene.

The more he did this, the more curious Wen Xia became.

With a casual swipe, he found the Whales APP. He clicked on the familiar blue whale head icon.

He almost choked on his own saliva when he clicked into the backstage and took a look.

Wen Xia stared at the nickname for a few seconds, then looked up at Lin Fengqi, and then looked down at the nicknames.

"'Xia Xia is so cute, what should I do'..." He read out the nicknames word by word, his eyes full of shock, "Is this you?"

Lin Fengqi's ears and face were all red at this time. He turned his head away and didn't dare to look at Wen Xia. After a long while, he replied in a low voice full of shame: "...Yeah."

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It fell off, but not completely.

The update time is getting worse and worse, ah (lying flat