Chapter 51 What Beastly Things Have You Been Doing?
After the interview, Starlight Entertainment's public relations team was extremely busy.
The final outcome was that the fake "A-Nian" apologized to the audience and A-Nian, and the company terminated the contract.
Shen Zhuangyue could only silently endure the scolding, while giving chaotic instructions on the spot, even having her assistant call on a certain "master" to go on stage, causing such a big incident.
However, Shen Zhuangyue and Wen Siyan, the current major investor in the company, have a relationship that everyone knows about. The company's senior management can only touch on this matter and dare not blame her too much.
This unexpected move by Shen Zhuangyue actually helped Song Nian'an gain a wave of Weibo followers, and everyone has already implicitly linked the streamer Anian with Song Nian'an.
Many fans left comments under AW's official Weibo post.
"Your boss spoils Anian too much; he's definitely the number one fan."
"Next time you do a live stream, can you bring your boss and Anian along too?!"
"Sigh," the assistant sighed, "this is the president's wife! Who else would we spoil if not her?"
After the event, Cheng Letian wanted to hitch a ride, but Wen Jing didn't give him the chance and sent him away directly.
On the way back, there was a moment of silence. Wen Jing, feeling awkward yet smug, spoke up: "Wife?"
Song Nian'an felt both angry and amused. The person she had been secretly worried about being jealous of was actually Wen Jing. She was afraid that her husband would be jealous of her. What a joke!
"When did you recognize me? My esteemed top-ranked fan, Blank Brother, in my live stream." He looked at Wen Jing's profile as he focused on driving, feeling a mix of emotions.
"Are you still angry?" Wen Jing, who was waiting at the red light, kept looking ahead and caught a glimpse of him out of the corner of her eye. "I was wrong, I won't do it again. I'll tell you everything. From account passwords and all IDs to underwear size and shoe size, I'll give you everything."
After saying that, he stepped on the gas, and as soon as the light turned green, he sped off.
“Who cares?” Song Nian’an laughed.
This way it's actually easier, saving me from feeling like I'm sneaking around during every live stream.
Song Nian'an turned to him and frowned, "But you're not allowed to send gifts anymore. It's a waste of money and the platform takes a cut."
Wen Jing shook her head. "What commission? The platform belongs to your husband anyway. The things you send out will eventually end up in my pocket, and they'll even give you some extra buzz."
Damn, damn, damn! So I ended up working for him again!
Wen Jing found it very amusing; how could someone be so adorable? Although it was a little strange to listen to his complaints and expressions of affection every time, he had to admit that he was starting to enjoy it.
Song Nian'an scrolled through Weibo for a while and found that her comment section had been completely flooded with comments.
Almost everyone below was shouting "A-Nian, you're so great!" and various girlfriend fans and mother fans emerged.
"This is absolutely insane... I never expected to become this famous..."
Wen Jing parked the car. "How could my judgment be bad?"
Back home, Song Nian'an changed Zhihua's cat litter. Just then, the three-story luxury cat villa he had ordered arrived. After a simple decoration, he celebrated Zhihua's move into her new home.
A double happiness symbol was prominently displayed on the transparent glass door.
He was exhausted from the night before, and lying in bed, he was held by Wen Jing. He buried his head in Wen Jing's neck and shoulder, and his nose rubbed against Wen Jing's prominent collarbone.
So comfortable that I naturally drifted off to sleep.
In the following days, Song Nian'an became a popular figure at school. After all, the school had produced a streamer who was proficient in games, singing, and musical instruments, which immediately attracted the attention of her classmates.
Some students invited him to participate in the New Year's Day performance, some asked him to play games, and some even asked him for autographs.
In short, I'm always busy wherever I go—busy saying no, busy taking photos, busy running around...
This is practically a death sentence for someone with severe social anxiety.
This day is Song Nian'an's birthday.
Cheng Letian brought a bunch of cat supplies, and the two of them played together in the living room.
The game "Two People Go Together" is highly immersive. It was originally bought by Song Nian'an to play with Wen Jing, as it allows them to experience married life in advance.
In the game, the story is about a couple who decide to divorce because they can't accept each other. Their daughter, who is in the house, witnesses the whole process and uses a doll to hope that the couple can get back together. In this way, the couple accidentally travels into the doll's body and enters the small world.
Cheng Letian was just too incompetent, making Song Nian'an feel completely uneasy working with him.
"You're too bad, I'm not playing with you anymore."
"It was an accident, let's do it again! The visuals are really well done, I want to take a screenshot, and the dialogue is also very touching."
"Do you even know how to do it? Stop talking and don't cooperate!"
"Unexpected, unexpected, let's try again."
"I'm done playing. You can play with your left hand and your right hand now! Break up!"
"Oh, so who do you want to play with?"
"Get lost. You're only good for watching TV. You have no brains or skills."
"You have it all!"
Wen Jing sat to the side, holding the cat, watching the elementary school students argue.
When I first found the cat, he was very thin and had a foot injury.
Unexpectedly, in less than a month, Song Nian'an had fattened him up to be as round as a ball.
Wen Jing's voice was deep and contained a hint of indulgent laughter: "It feels quite comfortable to touch."
Cheng Letian sat on the carpet, leaning against the sofa, and said in a nonchalant tone, "You three are quite harmonious now. But don't you ever play computer games together at home?"
"Hmm." Song Nian'an responded lazily, looking up at Wen Jing: "I'll just play with the cat. He's probably secretly watching other streamers in the study."
Upon hearing the gossip, Cheng Letian patted his back and laughed, "Oh my, I'm so jealous, even the big streamer is jealous. Do you guys have any other hobbies? Tell me, I'll teach you!"
Yes, role-playing.
Wen Jing almost dropped the thermos in her hand, looking at Song Nian'an with an ambiguous gaze.
"Yes." Wen Jing's words were tinged with excitement, his tone unconsciously drawn out. He put down his thermos and walked over to Song Nian'an.
Song Nian'an's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly ran away, saying, "Don't talk nonsense, we're just at home...studying and reading together."
Cheng Letian said, "Damn, no wonder Professor Huang said you're hardworking. You're the kind of person who looks carefree but secretly studies at home. Aren't you a dog?"
Wen Jing leaned closer, put down the cat in his arms, naturally hugged Song Nian'an, and kissed her on the cheek.
The living room windows were all open, letting in a cold draft. Song Nian'an was only wearing a sweatshirt, and her hands and face were icy cold.
"Go put on another coat. It's almost winter, why aren't you wearing one?" Wen Jing's tone conveyed the uncompromising authority of a leader.
Song Nian'an nodded and ran upstairs to get her coat.
Cheng Letian rolled his eyes. "Keep showing off, I should go."
Song Nian'an ran downstairs with her coat in hand: "Wait a minute, let's eat together."
"What's the point of eating? Cats eat cat food, I eat dog food. Goodbye."
Wen Jing looked at Song Nian'an with a half-smile: "A world for two?"
Wen Jing looked at Song Nian'an tenderly, unzipped his coat, and pulled off the coat he had just put on.
"Did you make me wear a coat so you could take it off yourself?"
Wen Jing kissed his lips.
Song Nian'an felt as if she were falling into the middle of a valley, the ground below was bottomless, and she was swaying as if she was about to fall.
The hoodie was lifted up, and a hand was placed on his body. The area on the right side of his lower abdomen was rubbed, and his nerves would occasionally twitch.
That was so exciting! That was so exciting!
The doorbell rang.
It must be that Cheng Letian who lost something.
Wen Jing reluctantly got up and opened the door.
"Grandma... what brings you here?"
Song Nian'an quickly sat up and straightened her clothes.
Grandma, leaning on her cane, paused, then saw that Song Nian'an's clothes had been pulled down to her shoulders, revealing a warm blush on her collarbone and face.
She covered her eyes with one hand, then opened them again.
She raised her cane and started hitting Wen Jing with it: "The doctor said to control yourself! Control yourself! Today is Nian An's birthday, what kind of beastly things are you doing!"
"Grandma, it's not true, listen to me, it hurts!"
This is hilarious! It's true what they say: there are always mountains beyond mountains, and people are always more powerful than you. Mr. Wen is afraid of his grandma.
Standing at attention means you'll get beaten!
How can this be so funny?
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