The delicate “meow” of irritation echoed in the bedroom, filled with joyful decorations.
The teenager usually kept his nails short, but now, in frustration, he scratched at the person’s back, leaving conspicuous scratch marks.
The man, almost satiated, spoke harshly in a teasing tone, as if teasing a cat: “Say the word ‘please,’ and I’ll let you go.”
An Wuyang exploded: “Are you even human?”
His clear voice was forced into a sobbing tone.
His fists, unable to contain themselves, pounded against the sturdy muscles, making a “thud thud” sound.
“Is that all the strength you have?”
Huo Yunchuan didn’t care; after all, An Wuyang’s strength was barely enough to tickle him.
But, bullying someone too much would lead to consequences.
After enjoying the final bout, he contentedly went to take a shower.
An Wuyang lay on the bed, panting heavily.
Sure, it was satisfying, but exhausting.
Two men wrestling would always get intense…
“Damn, my back…” The youth, covered in ambiguous marks, rolled over, reached for the drawer, and grabbed the ointment.
Two days of intense activities had taken a toll.
An Wuyang struggled to apply the ointment himself when suddenly, a pair of hands stopped him, and Huo Yunchuan’s voice sounded above him: “Let me do it.”
His long fingers caused An Wuyang to hiss in pain.
“You beast…” The teenager bit his lip, then snatched the towel, roughly wiped his face, and threw it back, wiping himself down.
“When you’re in your twenties, you’ll be a beast too,” Huo Yunchuan took the towel and began cleaning himself.
An Wuyang turned his head away without saying anything.
But deep down, he couldn’t help but think: when he’s in his twenties, Huo Yunchuan will be in his thirties, and when he’s in his thirties, Huo Yunchuan will be in his forties. By that calculation… the age gap doesn’t seem that big.
He sighed in relief and lay quietly, resting his head on his arm.
Looking at the obedient look on the man who was wiping him down, Huo Yunchuan softened: “Alright, I’m a beast, okay?”
An Wuyang, realizing he’d been fooled by Huo Yunchuan, suddenly burst into a silly grin, flipped over, and pressed his foot against the old man’s shoulder: “When you’re old and can’t move anymore, how about I take care of you?”
Huo Yunchuan paused with his hand on An Wuyang’s knee, giving him a cold, sneering glance.
“I see you’re quite spirited?”
An Wuyang immediately stuttered: “No, no, no, I’m so sleepy, goodnight.”
The next day, news of the wedding spread like wildfire online and offline.
Although not a celebrity, Huo Yunchuan’s wealth and looks were enough to attract attention, with a marketing ability comparable to A-list stars.
An Wuyang stared at the meticulously edited photos of himself, eyes wide: “Is this really me?” He held up the photo and leaned into Huo Yunchuan’s embrace, asking.
“What’s wrong?” Huo Yunchuan glanced at the phone; wasn’t it obvious?
“I look so handsome?” the little angel said.
Huo Yunchuan silently concluded that if there was one shameless person he’d met in his life, it was probably the little angel.
After the wedding, An Wuyang’s fanbase skyrocketed, akin to riding a rocket.
Now, his news was everywhere, and those unaware might have mistaken him for a company-backed newcomer, even asking about his works.
The entertainment industry thrived on popularity.
An Wuyang was undeniably a hot topic with potential; if he could be invited onto a show, it would definitely be profitable.
Suddenly, there were many plans to invite him onto various programs.
This left the second and third-tier stars in the entertainment industry feeling complex; they thought this newcomer was about to take center stage.
What’s worth mentioning is that when An Wuyang’s fans heard about someone trying to pull their little sweetheart into the entertainment industry, they exploded!
They warned all sorts of directors and producers in the entertainment industry to back off!
“The entertainment industry is so chaotic, why would our little sweetheart want to enter? Money? You can forget it!”
“Yeah, yeah, your circle is so messed up; let it sink on its own. Our little sweetheart won’t join.”
“Even though our sweetheart would definitely become a superstar once he enters the entertainment industry, with his innate flow of resources, there’s no reason he wouldn’t be famous! But, do you know what kind of people are in your circle? We’re afraid some shortsighted ones will try to ride his popularity, wanting to hold his coattails. They can’t wait to polish his shoes for him.”
“That won’t happen; our sweetheart’s shoes have long been reserved by Old Huo!”
“Even we wouldn’t dare to touch.”
All the fans unexpectedly refused to allow An Wuyang to appear on TV shows.
Although An Wuyang appearing on TV shows would give them more resources to see him, this blatant protectionism moved An Wuyang.
Homework is so difficult 2000V: I heard everyone is afraid of me entering the entertainment industry, but there’s no need to worry, I’ll be back to school in September [sob/].
Fans lined up to comment!
“Without finishing your studies, why enter the entertainment industry? Is homework too little?”
Fans who actively prevent their idols from appearing on TV shows are unprecedented, and their actions are truly commendable.
“For the sake of our little sweetheart’s studies, everyone is worried.”
“After a year away, going back to college, will I be able to keep up with my studies? Will I be bullied on campus?”
A slacker who sneaked onto Weibo replied to them: “No way, so I’ve been working hard to catch up lately. It’s not just about studying textbooks; there’s actually quite a bit of homework.”
A fan who’s a top student in the comments section said: “I’m a math major at Tsinghua, but I’m good at both science and liberal arts. If you have any study problems, feel free to ask me, I’m happy to be your little teacher!”
Top student 2: “Me, me, me! Harvard! I can also be your study buddy~~”
Fan: “Wow, I’m embarrassed to say I’m a fan of our little sweetheart without going to a 985 university.”
Top student 3: “Gather all the 985 buddies here, also, anyone attending our little sweetheart’s school?”
Fan: “Can we discuss how to help our little sweetheart get into a good graduate school? Any buddies who went from a lower-tier university to a good graduate school willing to share their experiences?”
Homework is so difficult 2000V: You’re all so amazing, please accept my knees…
Madam Huo was worried that his son-in-law wouldn’t handle public opinion well, so she occasionally checked the situation here.
As a result, she was astonished by the strong academic atmosphere here.
“This child…” Indeed, always doing unexpected things, yet somehow adorable.
Being able to discuss studies with his fans on Weibo, An Wuyang could be considered a landslide in the world of internet celebrities.
Other influencers’ fans, especially those of popular actresses and actors, couldn’t stand them.
One was recently the talk of the town. When news of their marriage broke, all other news was overshadowed, and no ripples were left.
Another had a TV drama recently aired. Though they had a similar appearance to An Wuyang, they fell short overall and were ridiculed as a low-quality version!
This low-quality young star truly harbored a deep hatred for An Wuyang.
What’s terrifying is that they didn’t dare to capitalize on the Huo family’s popularity to stir up discussion, otherwise, they wouldn’t even know how they’d perish.
Fans didn’t know what the idol’s team was thinking. They were just angry and refused to acknowledge that their idol was a low-quality version.
They became anxious online, scolding An Wuyang: “A dignified man sending out sensual press releases, have you no shame?” Wisely, they didn’t mention their own artist.
Suddenly, the little angel spoke up.
Homework is so difficult 2000V: I didn’t send out any press releases…
Those were just third-rate media editors trying to grab eyeballs and earn traffic.
An Wuyang had a good temper and even explained to those who criticized him.
But his fans weren’t as patient.
“Fans of XX, right? Now I solemnly warn you, get out of our sight. If I see one more hater show up, we’ll tarnish the reputation of XX, mark my words!”
Since many XX fans were young, they took this warning seriously.
An Wuyang’s fans: “Let’s go, tell the big BOSS!”
They brought the issue to Huo Yunchuan once again…
Huo Yunchuan was angry: “My partner stays at home writing homework every day. Who did he provoke?” He directly called XX’s manager and calmly said, “And what’s wrong with sending out press releases?”
A small-time artist benefiting from the hype but acting clever? Ha!
“What do you want then?”
“Shelve him for two years.”
The manager was also angry, but with a forced smile, he said, “Mr. Huo, there’s no need to make things so ugly, is there?” Shelving him for two years? By then, this young star would be past his prime, what’s the point of him earning any money?
Huo Yunchuan said, “It’s decided. If it’s not executed within three days, I’ll personally come to see your boss, Mr. Qin.”
With his social connections, he didn’t need to negotiate with the manager.
“Damn, abusing power!” The manager muttered with a black face.
Turning back to inform the young star who hadn’t earned him much money yet, “Here’s the deal: take fewer jobs for the next two years.”
The young star was dumbfounded, “Isn’t it you who said I could capitalize on some hype?”
The idea of him being a low-quality version was actually their own leaked information.
And now, it had turned into this mess!
“Who knew the surname Huo was such a person, not willing to take even a little loss.”
The manager was also quite frustrated, cautioning his other artists, “Remember, his wife is high-profile. Don’t try to provoke them again.”
Within three days, news of the replacement of the XX young star spread online.
An Wuyang’s fans knew what was happening and immediately celebrated, giving praise to the big BOSS!
“He’s truly divine, he treats our little sweetie with such deep affection.”
“I’m becoming more and more of a fan of Old Huo, I’ll retire with Little Sweetie in my later years!”
The annual XX charity gala took place in mid-August, attended by the wealthy elite, with hardly any celebrities present.
This was a small-scale event organized internally within the upper-class circle.
“Xiao Ming!” A spirited young man approached a familiar face, greeting enthusiastically.
“Hey~~” Playboy Ji Mingjue immediately left a certain socialite and came over to embrace the slender young man. “So glad to see you. I thought Yunchuan wasn’t letting you out.”
“Do you think that’s possible?” Huo Yunchuan approached slowly.
Many people were watching him, including the one who had just been chatting with Ji Mingjue… Miss Lan Weiwei.
As a true heiress, she was never short of suitors, but truthfully, she felt a bit jealous of the young man who had become famous overnight thanks to Huo Yunchuan’s patronage.
Their gazes met briefly in the air, but the man didn’t recognize her at all. There was only one person in his mind.
“I’m starting school soon. He said he’d take me out for some fresh air.” An Wuyang smiled casually, happily standing back beside Huo Yunchuan, his hand resting on his shoulder. “Right, Mr. Huo?”
A finger tapped gently on his clean forehead. “Stop calling me that.”
Role-playing was a game that Huo Yunchuan quite enjoyed.
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