Chapter 77 The top streamer's identity has been revealed
As Huo Zhan listened to Su Muci's seemingly affectionate words in the recording, his keen hearing precisely detected something unusual.
Her voice was still clear, but her tone was noticeably less gentle than before, instead carrying a hint of lightness and mockery.
It's like teasing a dog that barks at her but poses no threat; she casually throws out a few "praises" while her heart remains completely unmoved.
Unfortunately, that idiot Fu Hengzhi actually recorded the conversation and sent it to provoke them.
A cold sneer flashed across Huo Zhan's deep eyes.
“Fu Hengzhi, you can’t even discern Cici’s true emotions. You really aren’t even worthy of a single hair on her head.”
His slender fingers tapped lightly on the screen, replying almost without hesitation:
[Thank you for reminding me, Young Master Fu. However, I just happen to enjoy being used by her.]
The message was successfully sent. He put away his phone, his usual calm and stern expression returning, started the engine, and drove toward Su's Radio Station.
The car came to a smooth stop, and soon Su Muci's slender figure appeared.
She walked briskly, and when she saw his car, her eyes lit up, and she quickened her pace to walk over.
As I opened the car door, her faint, sweet fragrance wafted in.
Before Huo Zhan could speak, Su Muci suddenly leaned closer and quickly placed a light kiss on his cheek with her soft, warm lips.
Huo Zhan was completely unprepared for her to kiss him first, and his ears turned red at a visible speed.
It felt like something gently tickled my heart.
"Mr. Huo, have you been waiting long?"
She had already sat back in her seat, fastening her seatbelt as she asked, her tone natural, though her slightly flushed cheeks betrayed her shyness.
Huo Zhan's Adam's apple bobbed up and down.
Suddenly, he reached out and unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned over, gently cupped her cheek in his palm, and without a word, seized the lips that had just attacked him, deepening the kiss.
His presence instantly enveloped her, carrying an undeniable tenderness and possessiveness.
After the kiss, his lips pressed against her forehead.
Her voice was hoarse with emotion: "Just arrived."
Two simple words, yet they carry a scorching heat.
Su Muci's breathing was slightly disordered, and she spoke softly, "Do you want to discuss something with Mr. Huo?"
"you say."
"Could we add Fu Hengzhi to our wedding invitation list?"
She was about to explain why, but then she heard Huo Zhan answer without hesitation, "Of course."
He traced her lips with his fingertips, his eyes filled with unfathomable doting affection: "Let alone Fu Hengzhi, if it weren't for the limited setting, I would have invited the whole world to announce to everyone that you are my most beautiful bride."
"Then...aren't you afraid that I'm using our wedding to embarrass my ex-boyfriend?"
She blinked, a hint of slyness in her eyes.
Huo Zhan chuckled, "That proves I'm useful, doesn't it?"
After he finished speaking, he took her small hand and pressed it against his left chest.
Through the thin fabric of his shirt, she could clearly feel the strong, powerful beating of his heart beneath his muscular chest, one beat after another, as if it were reaching her entire body through her palms.
His voice was deep and alluringly magnetic: "Mrs. Huo, I'm really useful... I'm a treasure from head to toe, would you like to... touch me carefully?"
He guided her fingertips, moving them slowly across his chest, feeling the texture and strength of the muscles.
Su Muci's heart raced at his straightforward yet roguish words, and the touch from his fingertips made her body go weak.
"Um... are we still going to drive or not?" she tried to change the subject.
"Isn't it open?"
He raised an eyebrow and asked in a serious tone, but a mischievous smile appeared in his eyes.
"..."
Su Muci's ears turned even redder, and her eyes met his handsome, aloof face, which revealed a hint of roguishness.
Is this the real Mr. Huo?
His previous gentleness was all a facade; now that she saw his genuine sincerity, she felt at ease.
The car finally slowly merged into the traffic.
Huo Zhan skillfully controlled the steering wheel with one hand, while his other hand tightly held her small hand. The warmth from his fingertips traveled all the way to Su Muci's heart.
That evening, Su Muci held a live stream where she did not show her face.
This is her first live stream since the "heartfelt confession recording" scandal broke.
She had expected a flood of haters to mock her for overestimating her abilities and coveting wealth, but the live stream, which had millions of viewers, was surprisingly harmonious.
The comments section included familiar long-time fans as well as unfamiliar new fans:
[SuSu, can you show your face?]
I miss you so much, mua~mua~
My goddess~
Su Muchi's gentle voice came through the microphone: "I won't show my face today, I'll just sing a few songs to cheer you up~"
As her clear and ethereal voice flowed through the live stream, Huo Zhangang emerged from the secondary bedroom where she had previously stayed, carrying a suitcase.
After the song was finished, the live chat was instantly flooded with praise, incredibly clean, with not a single sarcastic comment.
[SuSu's voice is so soothing!]
This music should only exist in heaven!
Su Muci was naturally unaware that at that moment, on the other end of the internet, Qinglan was angrily typing on her keyboard: 【That singing was awful!】
Click send — System message: "This comment contains indecent language, please edit it."
Qinglan revised her comment: [Without vocal training, she's unlikely to reach a high level of artistry.]
Sending the message—the system still prompts: "This comment contains indecent language, please edit it."
Qinglan: [It's so good!]
Sending successful!
Qinglan was so angry that her face turned pale.
This is unbelievable! What level of capital power is this?
Unwilling to give up, she contacted Zhou Mengying for help.
Zhou Mengying was leisurely applying a face mask, and her voice reply was tinged with a hint of laziness and certainty: "Qinglan, don't be impatient. She's just relying on her master's power right now. In a few days, I'll make her understand what true capital crushing really means."
Qinglan had no choice but to suppress her impatience: "Fine, let Miss Zhou get revenge for me o(╥﹏╥)o"
Suddenly, someone in the live chat asked: "SuSu, are you really getting married?"
Could the groom really be the heir of the Fu family?
[Besides being born into the right family, what else does Prince Fu have? He's completely unworthy of our Su Su!]
Before Su Muci could respond, the special effects in the live stream suddenly lit up—
[Super Emperor Smoldering Young Master enters the live stream]
[The Super Emperor has arrived! Too bad he's not the one I'll never change!]
[The eldest brother, who would never change his mind in this lifetime, was probably heartbroken by Su Su's confession and will never come again...]
There was indeed no time to make it in time for "This Life, No Exchange," so he was taking Su Muchi's clothes out of her suitcase and putting them into the master bedroom's walk-in closet one by one...
In the study, Su Muci frowned as she looked at "Young Master Smoldering" in the live stream, but considering that the live stream was still going on, she said in a gentle tone, "Welcome, Young Master Smoldering baby."
[The Smoldering Young Master: Su Su, my wife, it's time for you to announce your retirement from the entertainment industry.]
This statement immediately drew a barrage of criticism from the live chat.
[This sullen young master calls me "wife" right off the bat? Okay, I'll do it too! Hello, daughter-in-law Su Su! @SullenYoungMaster, call me Mom!]
[Calling "wife, wife" all the time, bro, even if there's no mirror in the house, do you think there's no need to pee?]
Fu Hengzhi was furious in front of the screen.
Su Muci knew that "Shu Shao Ye" was Fu Hengzhi, but she maintained a gentle tone: "Thank you for your attention, Shu Shao Ye baby. However, I really enjoy live streaming and communicating with everyone in the live stream. I have no plans to retire from the industry for the time being."
[Young Master Smoldering: Think carefully before you answer!]
[The Smoldering Young Master: You don't actually think your top fanboy is still going to give you free meals, do you?]
[The Smoldering Young Master: Obediently leave the entertainment industry, or you'll face the consequences!]
Su Muci frowned, about to respond, when suddenly the study door was gently pushed open.
She quickly turned off her microphone and asked in a low voice, "My live stream isn't over yet, how did you get in?"
Huo Zhan approached her with unhurried steps, his gaze sweeping over the chaotic barrage of comments on her phone screen. He lingered for a moment on the ID "Smoldering Young Master," a sinister glint flashing in his eyes.
"Let me see if there's anything inconsiderate enough to bother my Mrs. Huo."
Su Muci whispered, "Just one ungrateful bastard..."
"Oh, not a single one will be left."
Huo Zhan's voice was deep and carried an unquestionable tone.
The next second, Su Muci saw her live stream room light up with dazzling entrance effects again—
[The Emperor Will Never Change His Life - Enter the Livestream Room]
[Super Emperor's Unwavering Reward: Su Su Spaceship *1 *5... *100] (19999 Diamonds *100)
[This Life, No Change: @MasterBurning, you're only ranked second, how dare you ask my wife to retire from the entertainment industry?]
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