Chapter Fifty-Eight: A Pure Gold Chain, Tailor-Made for Her
[Is that even a question? Normally, people would treat two super emperors like royalty!]
Su Muci's expression in front of the screen was clearly troubled.
[The Smoldering Young Master: Kick him now!]
[The Smoldering Young Master: I'm out of patience! Five seconds left!]
[The Smoldering Young Master: Five...]
Just after counting to five, the sullen young master suddenly stopped sending comments.
Fu Hengzhi, sitting in front of the screen, was also stunned, staring at the pop-up window on his phone: [Account suspected of being used by a minor; banned for three days to ensure fund security]
Fu Hengzhi immediately called his brother and said in a deep voice, "What did you do? Your Shark account has suddenly been banned!"
My brother was completely baffled. He was given the account to use, and now that it's frozen, he's questioning others? I was speechless, but since he's the young master of Jiangcheng, I could only appease him.
"Young Master Fu, don't be angry. But seeing you watching Su Muci's live stream now, are you really planning to go back to her?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Hengzhi's anger subsided slightly.
He just referred to himself as "husband" in the live stream, and Su Muci didn't resist at all.
This woman is definitely a hypocrite.
And you say you hate him? You really do hate him, you wish you could marry him and become Mrs. Fu!
Fu Hengzhi scoffed, "Let's see how obedient Su Muci is. If she leaves the radio industry and promises to serve me for the rest of her life, I might as well take her in."
"Then you'd better think it over, that woman Su Muci has a lot of ambition!"
"Oh? Ambition?"
"Yes, didn't you ask me to check her address? After she won the title of Queen of Jiangcheng Radio, she acquired a villa in Yunjing Mansion!"
Yun Jing Mansion? Fu Hengzhi's eyes changed slightly. That was the best villa in Jiangcheng, with a market value of 600 million.
The brother continued, "This woman just won the grand prize and then bought such a nice villa on a mortgage. She's sure you'll pay off the loan for her."
Fu Hengzhi narrowed his eyes meaningfully. She had already earned hundreds of millions from her live streams in the past few days, and she still wanted him to give her a villa?
She certainly has great ambitions, but a woman without ambition is not worthy of being the mistress of the Fu family.
After hanging up the phone, Fu Hengzhi changed his phone's screen saver to an official media photo of Su Muchi winning the championship.
He gazed at her, who wore the queen's crown, his eyes filled with a smile.
“Su Muci, congratulations…” Fu Hengzhi curled his lips into a smile: “You are finally worthy of me!”
Meanwhile, in SuSu's live stream, the chat was still in shock over the disappearance of the "Smoldering Young Master":
Why is Young Master Sudden Stopping Talking?
[Go check the profile of "The Slow-Burning Young Master" right now, it shows he's disabled!]
[@Brother, you wouldn't happen to be a high-ranking executive at Shark, would you?]
[HZ, who was supposed to be at odds with me last time, is nowhere to be seen. And this time it's Young Master Smoldering again. It's really easy to get suspicious...]
[@ThisLifeIWillNeverChangeBrother! You're the best! I'm following you from now on!]
Su Muci also opened the homepage of the "Sullow-Burning Young Master" and saw not only that his account had been temporarily banned, but also the streamers he had previously liked and followed: "Big Boobs Beauty", "Pole Dancer Landy", "Understanding Night Night"...
Su Muci's surprised and saddened gaze was clearly reflected in Huo Zhan's eyes through the phone screen.
Huo Zhan watched her sing her last song and watch her end the live stream. Although she maintained her usual gentleness and composure, he accurately captured the hint of disappointment in her eyes.
[This Life, No Change: Are you unhappy today?]
When the message popped up on her phone, Su Muci was somewhat at a loss.
He gave her a 10,000-year Super Emperor account. If it were any other streamer, they would probably have coaxed and indulged him long ago, but Su Muci couldn't do that.
She typed: 【Mr. Bu Huan, thank you very much for your kindness. I will withdraw the money from the Super Emperor's share and return it to you.】
[Also, may I ask if you were responsible for the banning of Master Wenshao's account? Are you really a high-ranking executive at Shark?]
The rules of this industry dictate that one should not pry into another's privacy.
But Su Muci was eager to find out the answers to these questions.
Shortly after, a reply popped up:
[This title is irreplaceable: I bestowed it upon you. I'm not an executive, I'm a shareholder. Giving you the "Super Emperor" title will also increase Shark's daily active user data. We're simply achieving a win-win situation, you don't need to repay me.]
Su Muchi's eyes widened slightly in surprise.
He's a shareholder of Shark?!
After hesitating for a moment, she typed another line: "That young master with the smoldering fever is a very important person to me in real life. Could you please unseal him?"
When this message popped up on someone's screen, the air around them seemed to drop a few degrees.
"Heh...hehe..."
An almost broken laugh escaped from his throat.
Huo Zhan's large hand, gripping the phone, trembled violently, his knuckles turning bluish-white from the excessive force as he typed.
[I would never trade this life for this: If this is what you wish for, I will grant your wish.]
After sending this message, the deep blackness in his eyes was instantly swallowed up by a surge of crimson.
"Cici... as long as you're happy, as long as you're happy... but when will you finally see how good I am to you?"
"Today is our wedding night, and you made a pact with me, is that also for his sake?"
"I really want to... drug you... and completely fill you up, so you'll never see another man again, right?"
Just as terrifying thoughts began to flood his mind, Cheng Siyu's text message suddenly popped up: [President Huo, are you alright tonight?]
Huo Zhan subconsciously typed: 【Get lost!】
Over the years, Cheng Siyu has always had two names in front of Huo Zhan.
When he was in a stable emotional state, Cheng Siyu called him "Dr. Cheng".
When he lost control, Cheng Siyu yelled "Get out!"
Huo Zhan was about to utter the word "get lost" again when an invisible force suddenly suppressed him.
"Don't send it out."
At the same time, a cold and mocking voice kept echoing in my mind:
“The moment you utter that word, your doctor will know you’ve lost control again. Do you want to go back to the electrotherapy chair?”
"But while you're lying on the electrotherapy chair suppressing your desires, Cici might be whispering sweet nothings to the man she loves~"
"Are you really going to just stand by and watch your beloved wife run into that man's arms again?!"
"Follow your heart, Hozan!"
“You’re a beast at heart! No matter how refined you dress, you can’t hide the darkness in your heart! Unleash it! Unleash all your shameless and insane desires!”
The inner screams and struggles almost tore his head apart.
He clenched his teeth tightly.
In the end, he deleted the aggressive word "get lost" and typed it again:
[Dr. Cheng, the fivefold reward has been deposited into your account. Your mission is complete.]
After the message was successfully sent, a fine layer of hot sweat appeared on his forehead and slid down his tense cheek.
Outside the villa, the night was as thick as ink.
Inside the villa, dark desires were growing wildly in the damp night.
Huo Zhan walked to the wardrobe and took out a pure gold chain.
Every inch of the craftsmanship was tailor-made for her.
The man's hot fingertips gently traced the smooth yet cool surface of the chain, his eyes unfathomable.
His deep voice became slightly hoarse: "Cici, when should I give you this gift? Tonight, is that alright?"
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