14 – Clarification is okay, come to my room tonight
Before the netizens could even process this shocking bombshell, the live stream crashed into a black screen.
For a moment, all they could see was their own stunned, dumbfounded faces.
【Holy shit! Holy shit! What did I just hear? Little what?】
【Little fiancée.】
【？？What wife?】
【Little. Fiancée.】
【Am I hearing things, or am I seeing things? How could Yan Shen possibly have a fiancée, and it’s Bo Zhi?!!】
【You’re not hearing things or seeing things, because I heard it too. I’m completely stunned [Ke Yun holding head.jpg]】
Bo Zhi was also stunned [Ke Yun holding head.jpg].
The entire room turned their eyes on her, giving her more attention than Yiping singing at the Grand Shanghai.
“I, no…”
Bo Zhi’s explanation sounded feeble.
The Assistant Director pointed at Fu Jingyan. “Then why did Yan Shen call you his fiancée…?”
Good question.
She wanted to know too!!
Before anyone could fully process the situation, Bo Zhi simply grabbed Fu Jingyan by the collar and dragged him out of the room, running as fast as she could.
“…”
Bo Zhi’s legs moved swiftly as she dashed away.
Fu Jingyan lazily followed with his long strides, letting her lead him, his tone elegant and refined as he chuckled softly.
“Slow down, little fiancée.”
Bo Zhi nearly stumbled and fell into a flowerbed.
Unable to hold back any longer, she turned around and glared at him fiercely. “Shut up! Don’t call me that!!”
Fu Jingyan’s expression was filled with a faint, amused smile, and he obediently replied, “Oh.”
Such a well-behaved Yan Shen.
Just as everyone was starting to regain their composure, they were thrown into chaos once again.
With the live stream already crashed, the guests no longer had to worry about avoiding the cameras.
Chen You couldn’t quite describe the feeling in his heart. Frowning, he asked, “What’s going on? Where did those two go?”
Zhu Zhou slowly withdrew his gaze and smiled gently. “Probably… discussing the philosophy of life.”
Fu Jingyan really managed to blow up the entire internet all by himself.
It seemed he hadn’t misjudged—Bo Zhi was indeed an interesting girl.
Jiang Can hesitated before speaking. “I feel like the way Zhizhi was dragging Yan Shen looked like she was taking him away to silence him.”
Yan Shen was his idol, after all. Would he really be taken out by Zhizhi in a fit of anger?
“If you put it that way… it does make some sense.”
Zhu Zhou’s laughter paused briefly. “But I’m more curious—is Bo Zhi really Yan Shen’s fiancée?”
“Definitely not!”
Zhu Luoling blurted out, then realized she had answered too excitedly.
Meeting everyone’s gaze, she forced an awkward smile. “Bo Zhi herself said she isn’t, so I just think so too.”
How could she be?!
That obscure, barely-known Bo Zhi—how could she possibly be worthy of Yan Shen!
…
Right now, Bo Zhi really did want to silence him.
She dragged Fu Jingyan toward the back garden, looking as if she were about to drag him away to bury the body.
After confirming that no one was in the back garden, Bo Zhi forcefully pinned him against the carved pavilion pillar, her beautiful eyes blazing with anger.
“Hey? Little. Fiancée?!”
Just for those five words, if nothing else, one of them had to die today—either her or Fu Jingyan!
“Ouch…”
The man seemed to have been hurt by the impact, his brows furrowing slightly as he let out a soft, muffled groan.
Bo Zhi: “…” She almost forgot he was still a delicate little flower.
The kind who kept complaining about a sore back after she slept with him.
She instinctively loosened her grip a little, then remembered why she should feel sorry for the mastermind behind all this.
“Stop pretending! Speak up!”
She was being super fierce.
Fu Jingyan, pinned against the pavilion pillar, lowered his gaze and quietly looked at her.
Under the moonlight, the radiant beauty in a slip dress glared with peach blossom eyes, the curve at the outer corners lifting beautifully.
His tone was somewhat lazy as he smiled and asked, “What are you talking about?”
Seeing that he actually dared to smile, Bo Zhi’s anger flared up uncontrollably.
Her elbow pressed fiercely against his cool, pale neck. “What do you think? Who told you to call me that?”
And right in front of a live broadcast watched by the entire internet!
Meeting Bo Zhi’s blazing eyes, Fu Jingyan nodded as if understanding, then spoke.
“Aren’t you my fiancée?”
One sentence, instant kill.
Bo Zhi stammered, “I, of course not—”
Before she could finish, Fu Jingyan elegantly interrupted her.
“Who was it that took advantage of me on a dark and windy night while drunk?”
“…”
“Who woke up and kept saying they would take responsibility for my innocence?”
“…”
“Who agreed to the engagement in front of both families’ parents…”
Bo Zhi couldn’t take it anymore and covered his mouth. “Okay, shut up! It was me!”
Damn it, what a disaster.
Fu Jingyan let her small hand cover his mouth, his thin lips curling lazily as he hummed in agreement.
Bo Zhi gritted her teeth in anger. “Yes, it was me, but is this something you can say in front of a live broadcast watched by the entire internet?”
Fu Jingyan’s phoenix eyes shimmered with amusement. “Hmm? Why not?”
“…”
Damn it, this old fox is really something.
She just secretly came to join this romance reality show—did this old fox have to chase her here to drag her down with him?
Bo Zhi clenched her teeth and said, “I don’t care, you have to go explain.”
He caused this mess, so he should fix it.
“Alright.”
Fu Jingyan agreed so readily that Bo Zhi was taken aback.
She eyed the man suspiciously. Was he really being this nice?
Then she heard him say, “If anyone questions it, I’ll release the handwritten marriage agreement and engagement invitations from both families to clarify.”
Bo Zhi: “??”
Clarify that the two of them are genuinely engaged, right?
She understood.
It wasn’t that she wanted Fu Jingyan dead—it was Fu Jingyan who wanted her dead.
“Don’t you think about how much this will affect your career once it’s made public?”
Bo Zhi never imagined that one day she would be reasoning with this top student and prodigy who had been outstanding since childhood.
“Especially—” Bo Zhi said shamelessly, “my career.”
Fu Jingyan actually paused for a moment.
After all, compared to a top star with ninety million fans, her thirty thousand little black fans weren’t even a fraction.
He pondered for a moment and said matter-of-factly, “If your career has always been stuck at zero from the start, then it probably won’t cause much of an impact—”
“Fu! Jing! Yan!”
Before he could finish, Bo Zhi angrily interrupted him. “Who are you looking down on?”
The lifelong overachiever was angry.
Fu Jingyan couldn’t help but let out a low chuckle, his relaxed tone carrying an indescribable fondness.
He raised his slender hand and pinched her pouty, pretty little face.
“Bo Zhizhi, how can you be so adorable?”
Bo Zhi frowned and swatted his hand away. “Be serious!”
Under the cold moonlight, Fu Jingyan leaned half against the carved pavilion pillar, his tone somewhat lazy. “I am being serious.”
Bo Zhi didn’t want to talk to him.
Angrily, she simply squatted on the ground, plucking small leaves from the flowerbed to vent her frustration, muttering under her breath, “Men really are stumbling blocks on the path to a career.”
Fu Jingyan leaned lazily against the pavilion pillar, quietly gazing down at her.
After a long while, he sighed and said, “It’s not impossible for me to clarify.”
Bo Zhi immediately turned her head. “You’ll go?”
Seeing the glimmer of light instantly sparkle in her eyes, as she gazed at him with an especially bright and shining look, Fu Jingyan for a moment didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
He gave a faint “mm” in response, then added, “But there’s a condition.”
“No problem!” Bo Zhi waved her hand quite readily.
Fu Jingyan glanced at her pretty, radiant little face and slowly raised his brow as well.
“Alright.”
He took long strides, and as he passed by her side, he loftily tossed out a sentence.
“Come to my room tonight.”
Bo Zhi: “??”