Chapter 17: My Boyfriend

After the luxury car came to a halt, a man and a woman hurriedly disembarked.

The woman opened the trunk, retrieved two suitcases, and handed them to the man while whispering instructions.

Assistant Feng scrutinized their figures, finding them increasingly familiar.

He was certain he knew these two individuals, but the surveillance footage was too small to discern their features clearly.

As if sensing Assistant Feng's thoughts, Huo Jing enlarged the surveillance image in the next moment, revealing their faces distinctly on the screen.

Upon recognising their faces, Assistant Feng's breath hitched, incredulous. "My brother and his agent... How could they be here?!"

The conversation between the two in the surveillance footage became audible:

The agent said, "...there's nothing particularly important to remember. Just make sure no one takes photos inside casually. The couple's items I prepared for you are in the smaller suitcase. Once you're inside, quickly place them in the master bedroom's bathroom to create a cohabitation atmosphere. And..."

Feng Ziqi interrupted the agent, his tone impatient. "I've got it under control. You should leave now before you run into the show's crew."

The agent hesitated, then asked, "Have you contacted your brother? If today's broadcast reaches President Huo..."

"Don't worry," Feng Ziqi waved her off, confident and resolute. "I'll handle everything. You should go now."

If Assistant Feng was still unclear about what was happening earlier, hearing the conversation between the agent and Feng Ziqi clarified everything!

Feng Ziqi had always cultivated the persona of a wealthy and noble young master. To maintain this image, renting luxury cars and mansions for video recordings were common practices, with Assistant Feng often assisting.

However... Huo Jing's private residence was absolutely not available for rent!

Where did Feng Ziqi obtain this house?

Was there some misunderstanding...

No, the agent also mentioned "President Huo," meaning...

Assistant Feng swallowed nervously.

Both the agent and Feng Ziqi knew that this house was Huo Jing's private residence.

Assistant Feng closed his eyes, hearing his heartbeat accelerate and feeling beads of nervous sweat on his nose.

He silently prayed that Feng Ziqi only took photos at the entrance and didn't enter, as he didn't have the key to Huo Jing's mansion.

However, in the next moment, Assistant Feng watched Feng Ziqi part ways with the agent, carrying the suitcases toward the villa's entrance.

The surveillance footage switched to a camera facing the door, capturing Feng Ziqi pulling out a key and aiming it at the lock on the villa's front door.

With a click, as the door unlocked, something snapped in Assistant Feng's mind.

His face flushed red, and his eyes filled with bloodshot veins as his blood boiled.

He turned to Huo Jing with trepidation, meeting his cold, emotionless gaze.

Ashamed, Assistant Feng's voice caught in his throat. "Pres... President Huo..."

Huo's mother glanced at Huo Jing with slight disapproval.

Assistant Feng learned about this later than they did; why was the eldest scaring this honest man?

She patted Assistant Feng's shoulder reassuringly. "It's alright. We know you were unaware. Let's continue watching."

Assistant Feng couldn't bear to watch. He felt both shame and anger, unable to sit still, his neck turning red. Yet, he could do nothing at the moment. The production team for Ye Leyao's program had already arrived, and if he rushed in, it would cause trouble.

When the sound of a key entering the lock echoed, Ye Leyao knew Feng Ziqi had arrived.

The assistant director and three camera operators had gone to film panoramic views of Huo Jing's villa, leaving only one live-streaming camera focused on Ye Leyao. This camera happened to be placed somewhat inconspicuously, invisible from the entrance.

"He's here! He's here! He's here!"

"It's a pity, though. If only I could see the live comments!"

Huo's mother thought of the comments and turned to look at Huo Jing.

Resigned, Huo Jing enlarged the screen displaying real-time comments.

Ye Leyao sat up slightly straighter, feigning a perfectly timed puzzled expression as she turned to look when the villa's door opened.

Feng Ziqi was clearly startled to find someone in the villa. Upon recognizing Ye Leyao, he quickly regained his composure, scanned the area to ensure no one else was present, then entered, frowning and asking sternly, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Huo Jing had contacted the director in advance, making Ye Leyao's live stream the featured stream. As fans and netizens entered, they were automatically directed to Ye Leyao's live stream.

The promotional efforts for the "Let's Go on an Adventure" program were effective, so as soon as the live stream began, a large number of viewers flooded into the chat room.

Many viewers, upon realizing they weren't in the desired live stream, were about to switch to other streams when they heard a familiar voice.

"That's Feng Ziqi's voice?!"

"This is Feng Ziqi's live stream?"

"No, Feng Ziqi's live stream hasn't started yet."

Feng Ziqi slowly pushed the suitcase into the living room, his figure clearly captured by the live-streaming camera.

Viewers in the live stream recognized Feng Ziqi and erupted in excitement:

"It's really Feng Ziqi!"

"So, did they mix up the lines?"

"It doesn't seem right; I've checked several times, and this live stream appears to be that of a new guest, Ye Leyao!"

Despite not seeing the comments, Ye Leyao, as a 5G internet user, could already imagine the situation in the chat.

He held back his laughter, feigning a puzzled and bewildered expression, his tone cool: "Shouldn't I be asking you that question?"

"Ahhhhhh—my tone is just like the domineering, arrogant, cold, and cocky tone from novels!"

"No, no, Feng Assistant is still here, I can't overdo it!"

In the next moment, Ye Leyao dropped his pretense of confusion, sizing up Feng Ziqi with an enlightened look, quickly walking up to him and loudly proclaiming for the fans and netizens in the live stream to hear clearly: "Ah—I know you, you're Feng Ziqi, right?!"

Dad Huo: "…"

Too exaggerated!

And next time when he screams "Ahhhhhh," can he do it a little quieter?!

Feng Ziqi was genuinely stunned at this point.

As Huo Jing's special assistant, Feng Assistant knew Huo Jing's schedule better than anyone.

The reason Feng Ziqi dared to come over with his luggage today and contacted the production team for filming was because he knew Huo Jing would be abroad handling affairs and wouldn't return to the country. He was certain Huo Jing wouldn't appear here today.

But what Feng Ziqi hadn't expected was to see a stranger here. And this person recognized him.

Very few people knew the address of Huo Jing's riverside villa. Feng Ziqi had learned about it from Feng Assistant. Since the production team was coming to film today, he had also asked his agent to send the address to them in advance.

Could it be that the production team accidentally leaked the address, allowing a stalker to find their way here?

Feng Ziqi felt annoyed, his tone sour: "Stop pretending, I have no patience for stalkers, get out of my house now!"

Ye Leyao slightly widened his eyes, somewhat incredulous:

"I'm a stalker?"

"Should I say that Feng Ziqi is too deeply into character, or does he have a good mindset?"

"Even in this situation, he's sticking to his persona. This is…an actor's sense of commitment?"

Mom Huo nodded in agreement, her gaze flicking to the comments on the side.

The live stream was now in chaos.

"A stalker?"

"Holy shit! How did a stalker get into baby's house ahhhhhh—"

"Hurry! Call the police!"

Some stray comments popped up to explain:

"No, isn't this the live stream of the new guest Ye Leyao? That person is Ye Leyao! Where did this stalker come from?"

Unfortunately, Ye Leyao was a newcomer, and his fan base couldn't compare to Feng Ziqi's. The comment disappeared in less than a second, quickly drowned by the sea of other comments.

Mom Huo frowned.

Feng Assistant watched with a heart full of fear.

What on earth was his brother doing?!

Saying this place was his home…

Feng Assistant felt like he was having trouble breathing.

Ye Leyao shook his head in denial, seizing on the key point, his eyes sparkling: "I'm not a stalker, and you said this is your home?"

"Perfect, this angle must have captured everything!"

"This isn't my home, then it must be…" Feng Ziqi furrowed his brows, why was he explaining himself to a stalker, "Even if this isn't my house, you, as a stalker, shouldn't just barge in, right?"

"In a bit, I have a show recording, I don't want to argue with you, get out of here now, or don't blame me for being rude!"

Ye Leyao asked: "Is this your home or not?"

Feng Ziqi was genuinely amused by anger.

Usually, just the mention of calling the police would scare off any stalker.

But the person in front of him wasn't flustered at all, insisting on getting to the bottom of things.

Was he a fan of his and Huo Jing's pairing?

Feng Ziqi's face was dark, which meant he couldn't afford to say the wrong thing. In a deep voice, he said: "This really isn't my home, it's my boyfriend's home, can you leave now?!"

"Good, good, good, you admitted it, I was waiting for those words!"

Ye Leyao hurriedly covered his constantly curling lips, his eyes filled with surprise: "Your boyfriend?"

Feng Ziqi's patience was completely exhausted: "You've followed me all the way here, you can't tell me you still don't know who my boyfriend is?"

Ye Leyao chimed in on cue: "Who is it?"

"Huo Jing!" Feng Ziqi rolled his eyes, "Do I need to Google Huo Jing's information for you?"

The assistant director, who had just come downstairs, along with the three cameramen: "?"

Was that Feng Ziqi's voice?

How could he be here?

And he even acknowledged his relationship with Huo Jing!

This was a huge scoop!

The assistant director and the cameraman met eyes, and the cameraman hastily raised his camera, aiming it at the living room.

Feng Ziqi was truly infuriated, completely oblivious to the commotion nearby. He sternly warned the young man in front of him, "Considering your age, I don't want to make a fuss, but you should leave immediately. Don't force me to call security to have you thrown out. You fans need to know your limits; not only did you follow me, but you even tracked me to my boyfriend's house! Let me tell you, this is trespassing. If I sue you, you will..."

"But," Ye Leyao frowned slightly, seemingly perplexed, interrupting Ziqi's rant. His voice was soft but clear enough for the livestream audience and the cameramen lurking by the staircase to hear every word, "I didn't hear my older brother mention having a boyfriend?"

As the words hung in the air, Ziqi froze.

Leyao inwardly cackled, struggling to maintain his bewildered expression while secretly reveling in delight:

"Sweating bullets now, aren't you, Burn Year~!"

Mr. and Mrs. Huo couldn't suppress their grins.

Huo Jing's eyes sparkled with amusement.

Assistant Feng despondently covered his face with his hand.

It was over; his greatest fear had come true.

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