16 – The Prodigy Acts Spoiled and Wants a Hug
Soon after, a bizarre yet comical scene unfolded on Weibo.
#Fu Jingyan: Pleasure to meet you, fiancée @Bo Zhi#
and #Bo Zhi: Get lost [smile]#
Both trending topics shot to the top of the hot search list.
Netizens unaware of the truth were shocked—how could an unknown, low-tier celebrity be so audacious as to publicly tell a top star to get lost?
Well-informed netizens kindly explained in the comments below.
【Bo Zhi wasn’t replying to Yan Shen; she was replying to a comment under Yan Shen’s MV that said there were no sows but there was her.】
【?】
【Translation: Bo Zhi means, “A distant flute plays; please don’t compare me to a sow.”】
【Another translation: Bo Zhi means she’s better than a sow [thumbs up]】
【Hhh, you guys are about to end up on Bo Zhi’s secret hit list.】
【Bo Zhi: Great explanation. Don’t explain anymore in the future.】
【Bo Zhi didn’t react to being called fiancée by Yan Shen, but she snapped over a hater’s sow comment hhh. She seems kind of cute, actually.】
Bo Zhi was fed up.
She couldn’t stand the internet for another day.
“I’ve accepted the MV female lead role for you. Yan Shen’s team has already reached out. I’ll talk to you later.”
With that, Gong Yan quickly hung up the phone.
Bo Zhi stood frozen in place, racking her brain but still unable to figure it out. She had just joined this romance reality show to make money—how had she ended up inexplicably tied to Fu Jingyan?
Not only was she now known to the entire internet as his fiancée, but she also had to record shows and film an MV with him.
The next moment, her WeChat dinged with a notification.
【Fox Fu】: Come to my room.
Bo Zhi narrowed her eyes dangerously, her fingers flying across the keyboard.
【Beauty Bo】: Fine, just you wait!
After sending the message, she glanced at the fruit knife gleaming silver beside the fruit platter on the stone table.
A dangerously cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.
A passing staff member happened to see this. “??”
They exchanged bewildered looks. “What is Bo Zhi planning to do? That’s a knife! Is she going to attack Yan Shen?”
“My mom was right—the prettier the girl, the more ruthless her heart!”
“But murder is illegal! It’s against the law! Against…”
Before he could finish, they saw Bo Zhi snatch up from the fruit platter—a mango.
Then, she strode away with a bold, imposing air.
The two staff members stood there dumbfounded for a moment, utterly speechless. “So, what kind of villain is she acting out with a mango?”
Bo Zhi wasn’t acting.
As she walked, she muttered maliciously, “Fox Fu is allergic to mangoes, right? Today, I’ll make you wish you were dead!”
The second floor of the villa housed the male guests’ rooms.
With many rooms on the second floor, each male guest had a single room, and Fu Jingyan’s was at the very end.
To avoid alerting the other guests, Bo Zhi didn’t knock. Instead, she pushed the door open with a cold expression.
She called out icily, “Fu Jingyan.”
Your daddy is here!
No response.
Only a dim floor lamp was on in the room. By the hazy light, Bo Zhi saw the tall, slender man lying on the sofa with his eyes closed, resting.
Even in the faint, shadowy outline, his features were exquisitely captivating.
Frowning slightly, she moved closer and saw his peaceful sleeping face. His skin was pale and cool beneath the silver-blue tousled hair, his long, thick lashes lowered, and his features handsome and refined.
What a fox spirit.
Bo Zhi propped her chin on her hand and watched for a moment before poking his cheek without an ounce of pity.
“Stop sleeping. Get up and eat this mango!”
“…”
Fu Jingyan was almost amused to the point of laughter.
He slowly opened his weary phoenix eyes, a hint of tired redness floating in their depths, making him appear more alluring than usual.
“Bo Zhizhi.”
His voice was clear and hoarse, tinged with laughter, and filled with helplessness. “You really outdid yourself.”
She had brought him poison.
Bo Zhi blinked her large eyes, looking at him in confusion, then asked, “Are you very tired?”
Fu Jingyan pinched the bridge of his nose and lazily replied, “A little.”
Bo Zhi thought for a moment. Fu Jingyan had left for work early in the morning today. With his busy schedule, he had likely been running around all day before coming to the romance reality show in the evening.
Looking at the faint redness in his eyes, he seemed somewhat delicate compared to his usual noble and aloof demeanor.
Bo Zhi lost interest and tossed the mango onto the table.
With a rare show of kindness, she said, “Forget it, I’ll let you have it next time.”
Fu Jingyan let out a low, helpless chuckle, his slightly hoarse tone strangely captivating.
His long legs nudged the beautiful girl crouching in front of the sofa with his knee.
“Fiancée.”
Bo Zhi had grown numb to this title.
She glared up at him irritably. “What?!”
In the dim light, the tall and handsome man reached out to her, his eyes shimmering with a cool, fragmented tenderness.
He chuckled softly, “Get up, let me hug you.”
Bo Zhi froze for a moment.
Undoubtedly, when a usually proud and aloof man like him suddenly asked for a hug as if he were acting spoiled, it was quite lethal.
But Bo Zhi was an extraordinary woman devoid of romantic feelings.
Her eyelashes fluttered as she immediately snapped, “Hug what? What kind of lousy clarification did you post? I’m being gentle and kind by not strangling you!”
What a gentle and kind soul.
Fu Jingyan lazily straightened up, his long eyes smiling as he looked at her. Finally, he simply hooked his long leg around her, pulling her directly into his embrace.
Bo Zhi stumbled into his arms, caught off guard, and immediately began flailing like a little fish.
Suddenly, his helpless yet seductive voice sounded in her ear.
“Then what do you want me to do?”
His magnetic, enchanting tone pressed close to her ear, weaving its way into her senses strand by strand.
Bo Zhi’s entire body went numb for a moment, and the tips of her ears flushed bright red in an instant.
She stammered, “Isn’t it your own fault?”
Fu Jingyan knew she had calmed down and naturally rested his chin on her slender, jade-like shoulder.
His warm, tickling breath brushed against her skin. “Blame me?”
Bo Zhi couldn’t help but shrink her neck, her fair skin tinged with a sensitive blush.
Just as she was about to push Fu Jingyan away, he said leisurely, “It seems a certain troublemaker has forgotten who deceived whom first.”
Bo Zhi thought of all the unscrupulous things she had done…
She felt a little—no, a lot—guilty.
In summary, the two of them were equally matched, merely playing tricks on each other.
Seeing the little firebrand unusually quiet, Fu Jingyan smiled. “Since the clarification has already been made, let’s talk about the conditions now.”
Bo Zhi looked up sharply. “Didn’t I already come? What other conditions are there?”
Seeing her look of surprise, Fu Jingyan was equally taken aback.
He glanced down at the exquisite beauty in his arms and said slowly, “Did you think I meant for you to just come and clock in?”
“…”
Bo Zhi stiffened for a few seconds before suddenly realizing something.
She quickly pushed the man away, putting a safe distance between them, her peach blossom eyes wide as she glared at him. “Do you… do you want to sleep with me??”
Hearing this, Fu Jingyan raised an eyebrow slightly.
Then he said to her, “You wish.”
Bo Zhi: “…”
She would strangle this dog of a man sooner or later.
Bo Zhi asked him impatiently, “Then what exactly do you want me here for?”
Fu Jingyan paused slightly, then gracefully turned over and lay face down on the sofa.
The man’s shoulders were sharp and sleek, his waist narrow and lean, his legs long and slender. Bo Zhi instinctively found herself staring at his impressive physique.
…This old fox really does have some charm.
Fu Jingyan tilted his head slightly, a playful curve lifting the corner of his thin lips beneath his silver-blue tousled hair.
“Come here, give me a shoulder rub.”
Bo Zhi: “…”
Half an hour later.
A busy Master Bo finally left the room with a darkened expression.
On her way back, Bo Zhi couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.
It seemed like she had been manipulated by that old fox Fu Jingyan.
Otherwise, how could she have gone there intending to confront him, only to end up as his little servant?!
Our Fox Fu still has some tricks up his sleeve—he relies entirely on deception to win over his wife.