This man just locked the car door like that?
An Wuyang’s eyes widened, and he said reproachfully, “Open the door, I have a class later. What are you doing?” The gratitude he felt earlier when the other party defended him in front of the entire school had almost completely dissipated.
Huo Yunchuan asked, “Are you just going to sit on my lap for a moment and then leave?” Then he pinched An’s chin and turned his face toward him, saying somewhat gently, “Do you really not understand why I made this trip on purpose?”
If it weren’t for this little brat, he wouldn’t have bothered to make this trip in the scorching heat.
“Then… why were you stuttering this morning?” An Wuyang asked, clearly holding a grudge over the matter.
President Huo was silent for a moment before uttering two words, “Shy.”
“???” Shy?
An Wuyang looked at his husband with a gaze full of doubt.
To know, the man who just said he was shy had stood on the stage earlier, almost making the entire school fall at his feet with his confident presence.
To be honest, An Wuyang felt quite jealous.
Seeing so many people looking at his man with passionate eyes made An Wuyang as angry as if Huo Yunchuan had been stripped naked in front of everyone.
“A lot of people were looking at you today.” An Wuyang intentionally shifted his buttocks, grinding against Huo Yunchuan’s weak spot as a form of punishment.
Huo Yunchuan immediately let out a muffled groan, his expression showing signs of torment: “…” This little rascal hit him hard, yet he found himself somewhat enjoying it.
Wait…
“Are you jealous?” Huo Yunchuan asked seriously, seeking an answer.
An Wuyang nodded, his tone rising, “Yes! I’m jealous. You need to kiss me, hug me, and lift me high to get my forgiveness.”
Listening to the boy’s proud and cute words, President Huo’s breath became uneven, “Really?” He leaned in closer to his little angel’s lips, questioning him, and then pried open the soft lips, invading without hesitation.
Breathing in, he was surrounded by the man’s scent.
The boy didn’t dodge, responding slowly.
Initially, he was sitting sideways, but to make things easier, he ended up straddling Huo Yunchuan.
Wearing light summer clothes, his slender arms wrapped around, his thin shoulders inching closer to Huo Yunchuan.
Until Huo Yunchuan’s slightly closed eyelids turned light red, he finally let go, giving him a bit of air.
“……”
The atmosphere in the car was quiet.
Huo Yunchuan extended his arm, grabbed two wet wipes from the front of the car, and wiped away the silver threads left on the little angel’s lips.
After the kiss, the exhausted big baby leaned against Huo Yunchuan, breathing heavily like a deflated inflatable doll.
“From now on, follow me to exercise and train your cardio,” Devil Huo casually decided.
“……” The little angel on his shoulder suddenly glared at him and bit his shoulder fiercely.
Huo Yunchuan slightly turned his head to glance at An Wuyang. To him, the little angel’s strength was nothing more than a tickle. “Should I carry you to the classroom, or do you want to go home with me? Choose one.”
“No, I’ll walk by myself.” An Wuyang, who had just regained some strength, opened the door and slid off his husband’s lap. “You can go back now.” He waved at the door. “Give Dun Dun a kiss for me; I don’t mind.”
He was still panting as he spoke.
The stubborn boy.
“So, have you forgiven me?”
Just as he was about to leave, An Wuyang heard this and slowly turned back, blinking as he replied, “You haven’t lifted me high yet.”
With a heart almost melted by An Wuyang, Huo Yunchuan got out of the car, expressionless, and gave him a lift without hesitation.
The boy, gently tossed into the air, finally broke into a big smile: “Ah…” So happy!
To see his ‘little sunshine’s’ smile, Huo Yunchuan repeated the action several times.
Then he carefully set him down and coaxed, “Go to class now.”
“Okay~” Experiencing Dun Dun Dad’s gentle and steady lift, An Wuyang was content and forgave him, saying, “Bye-bye.” Then he turned around and walked away happily.
Very lively and energetic.
He looked like the epitome of youth.
President Huo watched An Wuyang’s figure disappear around the corner of the building before reluctantly withdrawing his gaze and driving home.
The little angel, bouncing along happily, immediately tried to contain his excitement upon reaching a populated area: “…” He resumed walking normally, casually passing by his schoolmates as if nothing had happened.
However, the upward curve of his mouth fully revealed his current mood.
He was especially happy.
It turned out that Dun Dun’s dad came to the school to give a speech, but it wasn’t just about the speech.
By the time An Wuyang walked into the classroom, he had completely returned to his usual, slightly low-key self. However, his classmates had no intention of letting him enter smoothly.
“An Wuyang!” The voice was quite excited.
An Wuyang: “…”
Naively, he belatedly realized that Huo Yunchuan’s speech at the school might have had the opposite effect.
A classmate with whom he usually had a nodding acquaintance asked, “What’s your relationship with Mr. Huo, who just gave a speech at our school? Can you tell us?”
Facing a pair of eyes filled with gossip, An Wuyang held his forehead, already sure it had indeed had the opposite effect.
“Do you really want to know?” He looked at the classmate, asking slowly.
The classmate nodded vigorously: “Yes!” Wasn’t that obvious?
An Wuyang looked serious: “Then let me ask you first, do you remember Mr. Huo’s initial request?”
Classmate: “I remember.” He asked them not to disturb “him” and to treat “him” as an ordinary classmate. But the key was, who exactly was this “him”?
An Wuyang nodded: “Can you do that?”
The classmate immediately said: “Of course.”
An Wuyang smiled, patting his shoulder: “Then that’s fine. Just continue to treat me as an ordinary classmate.” Then, under the classmate’s stunned gaze, he walked past him.
The expressions of those eavesdropping around were all the same.
Damn…
An Wuyang is “him”?
This doubt didn’t exist in the minds of Wen Ling and Xu Yuanhang because the impression the man they saw on the night of the barbecue left was too profound.
“Tsk tsk, you don’t know him?” Wen Ling mocked with a teasing expression.
“…” An Wuyang, knowing he was in the wrong, touched his face awkwardly and sat down, apologizing softly, “I’m sorry, I just said it casually.” He then decided he wouldn’t dare tell his classmates he was sulking, as he wanted to save face.
Xu Yuanhang leaned over and said, “Good one, Little An. Such big news, and you didn’t tell us!” It wasn’t until just now that they realized the truth: “Your partner, Mr. Huo, came to the school to give a speech for you, didn’t he?”
That must be the case, right?
Brother Yuanhang recalled the pile of gifts on Little An’s desk that morning and concluded that Mr. Huo was likely jealous and had come to the school specifically to warn off those covetous and flirtatious people.
“I didn’t know he’d do this either,” An Wuyang said. “If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have let him come.”
“Why not? Are you shy?” Xu Yuanhang teased with a grin.
“Shy my foot,” An Wuyang rolled his eyes. “Don’t you think his speech has made my situation even more difficult?”
To convince his classmates, he glanced around and pursed his lips, indicating for Brother Yuanhang to see for himself.
“Damn…” Xu Yuanhang saw that they were being watched like a circus show, which confirmed that An Wuyang’s situation was indeed tough.
“Fame brings trouble, just like pigs fear becoming fat,” Wen Ling said. “If you wanted a peaceful life, you shouldn’t have made the news in the first place.”
However, he smirked, feeling strongly that Mr. Huo, who appeared cold and stern on the surface, seemed eager for the whole world to know that An Wuyang from Shang University was related to him.
“Sigh,” An Wuyang sighed.
He thought, forget it. His identity was already exposed, and saying more wouldn’t change anything.
So, the boy who didn’t hold grudges in his heart only fretted for a good three minutes before letting the matter go.
Meanwhile, the talents at Shang University quickly edited the video of Huo Yunchuan’s speech and uploaded it online.
This lightning-fast speed was even quicker than the school’s official account.
However, the ‘short’ content of the video fully revealed that it was all about fans gushing over their OTP! It had nothing to do with the speech itself.
The school, upon seeing that the students had only released the beginning and end clips, noticed the overwhelming online reaction. They thought happily that if they released the full version, it would attract a huge amount of traffic to Shang University.
The principal was definitely overthinking it.
“……”
In the eyes of many netizens, the juicy parts of the video were the beginning and the end, right?
Original Weibo post by Shang University student: “[Short Video] Huo blatantly visits his spouse’s school to warn all teachers and students, acting so arrogantly, LOL!”
Superfan: “??? Old Huo wore that to see my little sweetheart? Damn, was he there to see his wife or to attract more admirers?”
“Still the same sentiment, never regretting following Old Huo and Little Sweetheart’s story! Eating sugar every day!”
“Why did Old Huo suddenly go to the school to talk about this? What happened before?”
Alleged insider: “As someone who attended classes with Little An, let me tell you the story. A few days ago, the school clubs were recruiting new members, and Little An and his friends joined the tennis club (our school’s tennis club is full of handsome guys!). Yesterday afternoon was the first training session. Apparently, some fervent fans recognized him on the court and even blocked him after the training!”
Alleged insider: “Sorry to continue the story! The next morning, Mr. Huo came to the school to give a speech. His opening warning was so fierce and domineering, LOL.”
“Classmate, boosting you up!”
“Hope Little Sweetheart can happily study on campus in the future. Love [Heart][Heart][Heart]”
“Underachiever Little Sweetheart rebuttal: Studying is not fun.”
“Underachiever Little Sweetheart rebuttal: Studying is not fun +1.”
“Underachiever Little Sweetheart rebuttal: Studying is not fun +666.”
“Underachiever Little Sweetheart rebuttal: Studying is not fun plus Huo’s license plate number, hehe.”
This formation spread directly to the Weibo accounts of the little angel and his partner, inexplicably triggering a line-up enthusiasm among netizens. Regardless of whether they knew Little Sweetheart, they joined the line-up.
An Wuyang saw this online: “……”
It was truly heart-wrenching; he was just a small underachiever who couldn’t bear this injustice.
Huo’s PR team was always on top of external developments, especially news related to the Huo family. They would be the first to grasp such information.
The head of the team contacted the boss, reporting: “Sir, there’s currently a large-scale defamation of Young Master An online. Should we control it?”
The stern man immediately frowned and said, “Control it.”
Subordinate: “Got it. I’ll handle it right away.”
After hanging up the phone, Huo Yunchuan, with a cold expression, went online. He wanted to see what on earth netizens were defaming his precious little angel for, who was so good.
“……”
Two minutes after opening Weibo, Huo Yunchuan’s expression became quite interesting: “Ahem…” With long fingers typing quickly, he seemingly joined the queue with a smile.
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