December 25th, Christmas Day.
The live streaming platform’s annual meeting was scheduled to start at 10:30 in the morning. Zhang Jian’s plane landed at 9:20, but Hu Huanyang got up early in the morning, at 6 o’clock sharp, defying his biological clock, and got out of bed with a fierce expression to open his wardrobe — to pick out clothes.
As one of the top one hundred popular stars on the live streaming platform, although Hu Huanyang usually didn’t care much about his appearance and appeared very casual, occasionally, he still needed to display the demeanor of a pillar of the platform and make himself look a bit better.
Moreover, he was holding his breath to demonstrate his “charismatic personality” in front of Zhang Jian, so he angrily rummaged through his wardrobe, feeling that even turning it upside down was not enough. He grabbed a bunch of clothes and rushed to Diao Leyu’s place, waking up the pitiful Diao Leyu who was still asleep after staying up late watching dramas until three thirty in the morning, her steps floating and her eyes staring blankly when she stumbled to the door, as if her soul hadn’t woken up yet.
Diao Leyu opened the door blankly, only to find a bright and shining Hu Huanyang standing outside. She was stunned for a moment, then decisively closed the door.
Hu Huanyang was about to step into the door and was almost hit by the door panel. He quickly covered his nose, grimacing in pain, and took a step back, grumbling and pounding on the door.
“What’s wrong!” Hu Huanyang shouted, holding his neck, “If you can’t stand my beauty, just say it!”
“I haven’t washed my face, brushed my teeth, gotten up, made the bed, or put on makeup!” Diao Leyu shouted in frustration from behind the door, “Wait for me for ten minutes!”
“What nonsense?” Hu Huanyang felt very unreasonable, “Who are we to each other? Don’t say you haven’t put on makeup, I’ve seen you even when you’re not human!”
“That’s different!” Diao Leyu, like a spinning top, spun quickly in several rooms, spreading out the bed sheet in a hurry, then turned her head and rushed into the bathroom, holding a toothbrush and plugging in the hairdryer.
“You have to respect my privacy!” Diao Leyu shouted vaguely.
Hu Huanyang: “…”
Okay, okay, go take care of your privacy.
Diao Leyu moved quickly, with exquisite time management, which was simply admirable. Obviously, she had developed superb skills in leaving the house during her working days.
Ten minutes later, she opened the door, looking refreshed from head to toe, supporting the door frame with one hand, and showing a standard smile to Hu Huanyang.
“Here I am, Xiao Huanyang,” Diao Leyu blinked at him, threw a wink, and said, “How about this outfit?”
Only then did Hu Huanyang notice that she had even changed into a milk-white sweater with a small cat pattern. He nodded perfunctorily, pulled Diao Leyu’s arm, and walked into the house without any hesitation.
“Okay, okay, looks good,” Hu Huanyang said, “But that’s not the point.”
“What’s the point then?” Diao Leyu looked at him puzzled, “Aren’t you here to compare beauty with me?”
Hu Huanyang: “…”
He wished he could smack Diao Leyu’s head with the clothes in his hand.
“Who told you I came here for that?” Hu Huanyang gritted his teeth, “I came to find you to pick out clothes.”
Diao Leyu was full of question marks, and it took her five minutes to listen to the whole story. Her expression became very subtle, and she barely suppressed a smile, her mouth twitching slightly, apparently struggling to hold back laughter.
“What are you laughing at!” Hu Huanyang was embarrassed and angry.
“I’ll tell you, Xiao Huanyang, this won’t do,” Diao Leyu coughed awkwardly, forcibly suppressing her laughter, and said seriously, “If you want to impress him, you can’t just rely on your looks.”
“What should I rely on then?” Hu Huanyang humbly asked for advice.
“You said it yourself, you should rely on your charismatic personality!” Diao Leyu said, “Judging by appearances is too shallow — you have to let him understand where your charm lies, so you can prove that you’re naturally likable and have nothing to do with witchcraft.”
Hu Huanyang sat at the dining table, holding a bunch of colorful clothes, pondered for two seconds, then suddenly had an epiphany, slammed his hand on the table, and said, “You’re right!”
Hu Huanyang felt convinced and when he looked at Diao Leyu again, it was as if he had found a lifelong mentor.
“So, how should I showcase it?” Hu Huanyang asked.
“It’s simple.” Diao Leyu shrugged and said, “You’re a fox, naturally with a good personality, just behave as usual… don’t treat him like an oracle, treat him like your sugar daddy.”
“Huh?” Hu Huanyang said, “Is it that simple?”
“Of course, you can control the situation a bit more and deepen the intensity.” Diao Leyu winked at him, motioned for him to come closer, and said in a mysterious tone, “Come here.”
Hu Huanyang skeptically leaned closer, and Diao Leyu whispered a few words in his ear.
Two hours later, Hu Huanyang, wearing a light gray casual suit, appeared at the Shangdu City International Airport.
He had borrowed a pair of black obsidian cufflinks from Lu Xing, wore a classic starry sky diamond watch on his left wrist, and groomed himself impeccably. He stood tall and proud in the airport lobby, wearing a smile as refreshing as spring, occasionally glancing down at the watch on his wrist.
Hu Huanyang had a naturally good appearance; when he was a fox, his features were already exquisite, and after transformation, he looked even better. With his eyes slightly curved, he looked very charming when smiling.
Amidst the hustle and bustle of the airport, he stood out conspicuously. Occasionally, someone mistook him for a small star and secretly took pictures with their phones.
As Hu Huanyang politely declined the second wave of girls who came up to ask for autographs, Zhang Jian’s flight landed on time.
Since it was an early morning flight, there weren’t many people. Hu Huanyang waited for a while, then saw Zhang Jian walking out from the arrival gate.
It was cold weather, but Zhang Jian was dressed lightly, only wearing a thin sweater jacket and carrying a small backpack. One strap hung on his shoulder while the other slid down to the side with his movements.
Excellent, Hu Huanyang thought.
Zhang Jian was still holding the ticket stub in his hand. He saw Hu Huanyang from a distance, who looked like a peacock spreading its tail feathers. Suddenly, his feet seemed to be rooted to the ground, his eyes staring blankly, unable to move a step.
Hu Huanyang felt a sense of satisfaction. As if just noticing him, he widened his eyes in surprise, then naturally curved the corners of his mouth, revealing a sweet smile.
It seemed like seeing Zhang Jian was such a happy thing for him.
“Why are you dressed so lightly?” Hu Huanyang greeted him, and like performing magic, he took out a cup of hot cocoa from behind and stuffed it into Zhang Jian’s arms, saying very naturally, “I haven’t seen you drink coffee outside before, I don’t know if you’re used to it, so I bought you a drink.”
Zhang Jian had never seen such a situation before and was momentarily stunned. A faint blush appeared on his ears, and he almost forgot to say thank you.
When they used to run around outside together, Hu Huanyang dressed similarly to him, and he was not so considerate on ordinary days.
He naturally didn’t know that Hu Huanyang was determined to show his charismatic personality to him today, so he was at a loss and was completely caught off guard by Hu Huanyang’s tactics.
“Th-thanks.” Zhang Jian stuttered, “Thanks a lot.”
“You’re welcome.” Hu Huanyang smiled with narrowed eyes and said, “It’s what I should do.”
Zhang Jian’s hand trembled, almost spilling the entire cup of cocoa on the floor. He looked away in confusion, his fingers unconsciously tightening, sinking into the soft paper cup.
See that? Hu Huanyang felt triumph in his heart. I’m so considerate and obedient. Who wouldn’t like me?
Hu Huanyang was afraid that Zhang Jian would stand there forever, so he “understood people’s feelings” and persuaded Zhang Jian to move, saying, “Although the annual meeting today doesn’t require formal attire, your outfit is still too thin. It’s still early now, come, let’s go to the mall and pick out a suit for you.”
“Ah…?” Zhang Jian said, “It’s not necessary…”
Before Zhang Jian could finish his last word, Hu Huanyang had already taken his hand without hesitation, took his backpack, and half dragged Zhang Jian out of the airport.
…………..
Coincidentally, it was Sunday on Christmas Day, so Sheng Zhao didn’t have to patrol downstairs or get up early. He comfortably slept until almost noon with Xing Yingzhuo, then got up from bed.
He slept soundly and woke up refreshed, but still remembered the excitement he missed. The first thing he did when he opened his eyes was to reach for his phone, open WeChat, and sent a message to Hu Huanyang asking how his day was going.
There was no response from Hu Huanyang for a while. Sheng Zhao was about to check the live streaming platform for any live broadcasts when Xing Yingzhuo reached out from the other side of the bed, closed his eyes and groped a few times, then flicked the phone out of Sheng Zhao’s hand.
Sheng Zhao was almost hit by the phone, subconsciously slapped Xing Yingzhuo’s back of the hand, and asked what was going on.
He had become bolder recently, taking advantage of Xing Yingzhuo’s slow reaction. However, although Xing Yingzhuo’s reaction was slower, his temper hadn’t diminished at all. With his eyes half open, he turned his head slightly and bit Sheng Zhao’s collarbone.
Sheng Zhao took a deep breath, knowing that Xing Yingzhuo was unhappy, quickly apologized, and grabbed Xing Yingzhuo’s hand, rubbing his back.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry.” Sheng Zhao said, “I didn’t mean to startle you by suddenly tapping you.”
Xing Yingzhuo hummed lightly, licked the tooth mark on Sheng Zhao’s collarbone, and considered it a “truce” with him.
“I want to eat fish today,” Xing Yingzhuo said lazily.
“Okay.” Sheng Zhao agreed, “I bought a black fish yesterday. I’ll make hot and sour fish later.”
“No.” Xing Yingzhuo lazily said, “I want to have hot pot.”
Sheng Zhao: “…”
Really hard to please!
Sheng Zhao had to get up and go to the kitchen to deal with Xing Yingzhuo’s order obediently. When he was done, he remembered Hu Huanyang again, but it was already several hours later.
Hu Huanyang still hadn’t replied to his message. Sheng Zhao didn’t know if he was still enjoying his time in the realm of tenderness or what, so he didn’t ask again, but casually clicked into his live broadcast room to take a look.
However, with just one glance, Sheng Zhao was dumbfounded.
Hu Huanyang’s livestream room was empty, still showing the “offline” status, but the chat room was filled with people, with barrage scrolling continuously.
Sheng Zhao flipped through the chat in confusion and finally found the source of the problem.
Three minutes ago, Zhang Jian lavishly showered Hu Huanyang with gifts worth over three hundred thousand.
Sheng Zhao: “…”
This is what they call a true fox spirit, Sheng Zhao thought, that’s it.
