The ultimate teasing of a fishing beauty

"Actually, they have a high-definition photo of you. They just didn't have time to publish it. I suppressed it. So if you go out now, they will still be able to recognize you."

"Oh? So, President Fu can't suppress this picture and this trending search?"

"It was too late when I found out. My agent said that if I deliberately suppressed it, it would probably have the opposite effect. Besides, the photo is blurry and people will forget about it after a few days of talking about it. It will be more effective than suppressing it now." Fu Xiuyan put the blame on his agent Luohan without hesitation.

"Is that so?" Xia Yang looked at him leisurely.

Fu Xiuyan was very calm: "Yes. When it comes to professional matters, we should still listen to the opinions of professionals. This is the only way to maximize our interests and minimize our losses."

"Your interests, or my interests?"

"Xia Xia, that's being a bit formal. What's the difference between you and me? What's mine is yours."

How shameless! Xia Yang complained in his heart.

Do you really think he's stupid and easy to fool? Even such nonsense can be made up.

However, as a man, if he is willing to use some harmless tricks on you, it means that he cares about you.

Xia Yang was also happy to pretend to be confused. Let him be. After all, he was the one she liked, so she just spoiled him.

Fu Xiuyan breathed a sigh of relief when Xia Yang stopped asking questions. He had finally tied him up.

Xia Yang stared at Fu Xiuyan for a few seconds.

Suddenly, she leaned forward, supported herself on the table with one hand, and reached out. Her index finger and thumb twirled the first button of his shirt.

As her fingers left, they inadvertently brushed against the skin of Fu Xiuyan's neck. Cool fingertips, warm skin...

Fu Xiuyan's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He raised his hand to grab the fingers that were about to leave.

Xia Yang suddenly changed direction and put his hand directly on Fu Xiuyan's head, as if he didn't notice Fu Xiuyan's palm missing.

Smiling gently, "You have a hair here."

Then he tilted his head and looked carefully at the hair in his hand, very seriously, as if he was doing an experiment in a laboratory.

"I just thought it was mine. But now it seems more like it's your own."

"Oh? How did Xia Xia judge that?"

Xia Yang curled his lips and smiled lightly: "Your hair is thick and hard, just like you, very stubborn. It's completely different from mine."

"Really? What does Xia Xia's hair look like?"

"Want to know?"

Fu Xiuyan nodded.

Xia Yang supported herself on the table with both hands and leaned her head towards Fu Xiuyan. Her fluffy hair made Fu Xiuyan's heart itch: "Pull out one and see."

Fu Xiuyan couldn't bear to do that, so he gently rubbed his head and said, "It will hurt."

Xia Yang sat back down: "Then there's nothing we can do. Otherwise, why don't you look for it on yourself? Maybe when I was sleeping last night, I lost my hair on you?"

After saying that, he glanced at Fu Xiuyan's shirt, which was buttoned to the top, with disdain: "Oh, I forgot, this is not what you wear to sleep at night. What should I do? You probably won't be able to see it."

There was cunning in Xia Yang's eyes.

Fu Xiuyan was very cooperative: "Then Xia Xia, do you have any other ideas?"

"Or, if you got up early and didn't shower, you can unbutton your clothes and see if there's any left on you."

Fu Xiuyan glanced down at his shirt and smiled secretly, what a greedy cat.

"Well, that makes sense."

Xia Yang drank the coffee that Fu Xiuyan made for him and left pretending not to care.

"Then study it yourself." Although Keren had already slumped down on the sofa, her eyes were still secretly glancing at Fu Xiuyan.

But Fu Xiuyan didn't move.

Xia Yang angrily put the coffee cup on the coffee table. "Hmph, pretending to be a chaste man, not even unbuttoning a button. He wasn't like this last night."

In the end, it was still Xia Yang whose patience ran out first.

Looking at the man who was still sitting in the restaurant, calmly drinking his coffee, I asked, "Are you no longer curious?"

"Hmm. It reminded me that I touched it when I was blow-drying your hair just now. It was fragrant and soft, and indeed different from my hair." Fu Xiuyan took a sip of coffee and savored the flavor carefully. After drinking it twice with Xia Yang, he now felt that coffee was quite fragrant.

"So, there's no need to go through so much trouble."

Very good, she was dressed so formally and walked around in front of him, yet she was so unromantic. She sat on the side not too far away, posing like an old cadre.

Do you really think that Xia Yang is a vegetarian?

But Xia Yang was not in a hurry.

Thinking of the trending search that Fu Xiuyan had just asked him to look at, he became somewhat interested.

He ignored Fu Xiuyan and went to surf the Internet with his mobile phone.

I don’t know if Fu Xiuyan’s traffic is really high, or if some people are using some tricks behind the scenes, but after so much time has passed, that hot search is still firmly in the first place.

Xia Yang opened the comment section.

It was like a big fry.

[It's my Feast God! Oh my goodness. How long has it been since I've seen such a fresh Feast God?]

[Sah, lick the screen, lick the screen! ! ! ]

[What kind of gossip company is this? So awesome? They actually filmed someone alive!]

[Wow... So, is my God of Feast really coming back? God knows how I managed to survive these past few years of silence?]

Fu Xiuyan's fans, is that really the point? Are you mourning? What do you mean by quiet? You make it sound like he's completely disappeared in the past few years. Why do I remember occasionally seeing him at fashion weeks or business events? Don't show up too often.

[Isn't it? I see that face every day, so don't be too annoyed.]

[Yan fans, maybe it's because I'm not your boss and can't get any work? [covering my mouth and laughing.jpg]]

"That was a contract signed by our family feast god. We attended at his invitation. He's only been there twice in three years. Less than once a year. Do you think that's too much?"

[Also, those who say they can find my Yan Shen every day, are they searching for my Yan Shen's name every day? Otherwise, how can they find it every day? The system must recommend you based on your preferences [let me see.jpg]]

Yes, yes. The above person makes sense. Yan Shen said he'd be taking a break, hoping we'd study and work hard during that time. So I started frantically practicing questions for the postgraduate entrance exam. During that time, every app on my phone was pushing me materials. Even Yan Shen couldn't see me anymore. [crying.jpg]]

[Alright. Everyone, be quiet. I don't know who hired these trolls above. Don't argue, just flood the screen to silence the comments.]

The person who spoke should be a big fan that everyone is familiar with, and everyone is more convinced. They began to flood the screen with messages in unison.

However, the navy will not just sit there and do nothing.

[Hey! Military training? Really? So this is how Fu Xiuyan trains his fans? Why doesn't he train at his own fan club? Going to someone else's account makes it seem like you, the real boss, are good at training your fans?]