The first one to notice someone approaching this direction was actually Yu Sheng.

At that time, she was completely absorbed in listening to Luo Qianqian narrating some small details about how Gu Qichi and Bo Yu interacted.

A shadow suddenly fell in front of her, casting over her head.

Yu Sheng was sensitive to smells and instantly identified the scent of men’s cologne on the other person.

Gu Qichi was still burying his head, using a colorful highlighter to circle key points on his script. It was Luo Qianqian who first called out “President Bo,” which then attracted Gu Qichi’s attention.

“Hm?” Gu Qichi lifted his head and was completely engulfed in a hug by Bo Yu. His face was buried in the other’s down jacket, and he said in a muffled voice: “Why are you here?”

Bo Yu looked down condescendingly at his “love rival,” his eyes indifferent, his jawline tense, but paused when his gaze swept across the other person’s face.

It was a woman.

Just as he was about to wonder whether the other party harbored any improper thoughts toward Gu Qichi, Yu Sheng suddenly screamed: “Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!”

“So handsome! Such a perfect match!”
Yu Sheng tightly grabbed Luo Qianqian’s hand, her eyes shining brightly: “You really didn’t lie to me!”
“This old lady is going to use an alt account right now to go to the super-topic and fight three hundred rounds with those idiots! Let’s see who still dares to say they aren’t a good match!”

Gu Qichi was long accustomed to Yu Sheng acting like this. Bo Yu was still somewhat astonished. His gaze lingered uncertainly on Yu Sheng, and upon seeing her open Weibo, switch to an alt account, and start typing away, he pretended as if nothing happened and withdrew his gaze.

“I wasn’t home these past few days, you probably didn’t eat well again. I brought some midnight snacks for you and the staff.”

Bo Yu rubbed Gu Qichi’s hair. The other’s face was frozen completely red, and his hands exposed to the cold air were also icy cold.

There was still half an hour until the next scene, enough for Gu Qichi to eat a midnight snack. After Bo Yu had his employees distribute the ordered midnight snacks to the crew staff, he successfully coaxed Gu Qichi into his car.

The heater was on in the car, steaming with warmth. Gu Qichi’s hands and feet gradually warmed up. Bo Yu helped him open up all those few portions of food.

They were all things Gu Qichi loved to eat.
The amber shrimp was bright red, coated in an enticing layer of sauce; the squirrel mandarin fish was golden and crispy, its taste fresh and delicious; the stir-fried romaine lettuce was crisp, tender, and refreshing; and there was also a bowl of old hen soup, mellow on the palate, fragrant but not greasy…

Gu Qichi ate very slowly. Bo Yu just stared at him like this, looking at the hair whorl on top of his head, a ripple of a smile involuntarily spreading in the depths of his eyes.

“Is it good?”

Gu Qichi nodded. His gaze inadvertently swept over Bo Yu’s right hand. Near the ring finger, there was an inconspicuous little wound. The blood had coagulated into a scab, but the wound hadn’t healed yet. At a glance, it was obvious it was a recently acquired injury.

He withdrew his gaze and praised as if inadvertently: “Today’s food is a bit more delicious than usual. Has the auntie improved this much?”

A trace of imperceptible relief and pride quickly showed in Bo Yu’s eyes. He picked up a piece of shrimp with his chopsticks and placed it in Gu Qichi’s bowl: “Is it more delicious than usual? How come I didn’t feel it?”

“Probably because the person cooking this time put their heart into it.”

Gu Qichi carried a hidden meaning. He picked up the shrimp in his bowl and sent it into his mouth. The sweet and sour amber sauce mixed with the tender, crisp, and smooth texture of the shrimp exploded in his mouth, stimulating his taste buds.

There was actually a bit too much sauce. Gu Qichi narrowed his eyes slightly from the sourness.

He then heard Bo Yu cough lightly and ask, not very certainly: “Wife, do you have any plans to be on a variety show recently?”

Gu Qichi raised an eyebrow. Bo Yu actually usually didn’t interfere much with his work affairs. But Supreme Entertainment had long been acquired by the Bo Corporation, which meant that all of Gu Qichi’s work actually had to be reviewed by Bo Yu first.

“My work schedule is basically all managed by Sister Wen Xi. After this variety show ends, I might join the crew for Director Jiang An’s new movie. Besides this, I guess there are no other arrangements for the time being.”

Gu Qichi thought for a moment and told him quietly, not forgetting to ask Bo Yu: “Why the sudden thought to ask this? Is it because I haven’t had time to accompany you recently, so you’re angry?”

Bo Yu pursed his lips and said warmly: “No, I just wanted to see if you were interested.”

His words were unclear and didn’t seem to fit the context, which really aroused a bit of curiosity in Gu Qichi.

Gu Qichi bit his chopsticks, his gaze sweeping up and down Bo Yu’s face thoughtfully.

But no matter how he asked, Bo Yu didn’t mention anything else, and instead began interrogating him about Yu Sheng.

Bo Yu: “That military coat beside you earlier, why was she so close to you?”

Military coat?
Briefly recalling Yu Sheng’s outfit, the corner of Gu Qichi’s mouth twitched, and he helplessly supported his forehead.

That actually wasn’t a military coat at all. It was an item of clothing sent by a certain high-end luxury brand that Yu Sheng endorsed. It was military green overall, with some splendid designs at the hem. It was just that because Yu Sheng wrapped herself in it from head to toe every day, plus the sneak shots from fan-site masters and paparazzi, netizens had been roasting it as a military coat for the past few days. Gu Qichi didn’t expect that even Bo Yu could mistake it for one.

Gu Qichi patiently explained to Bo Yu: “That’s not a military coat. Forget it, don’t get jealous over nothing…”
“Yu Sheng was just pestering me, wanting to hear…” Speaking up to here, Gu Qichi found it somewhat hard to continue, his tone becoming difficult: “She is, uh, very interested in your and my romance…”

Only then did Bo Yu put his mind at ease, laying to rest his thoughts of investigating her, and said faintly: “At least she has some taste.”
Bo Yu: “We are very loving.”

Gu Qichi’s chopsticks, holding a piece of romaine lettuce, paused.

Gu Qichi: “En.”
Gu Qichi: “Hm?”

There’s really no need to be so proud.

Gu Qichi was taken home by Bo Yu at 4 AM. Bo Yu waited for him in the crew the whole time, holding a cup of hot Americano in his hands to refresh himself and keep warm.

Yu Sheng was like a chicken on drugs; even when filming, she was radiating vigor and vitality, not sleepy in the slightest.

In the camera lens, Gu Qichi wore a dark blue military uniform, his shoulders broad and waist narrow. He also wore a black belt hanging with silver chains, outlining his narrow, thin waistline. Further down, the military pants wrapped around legs so long they defied heaven, and the military boots elongated his proportions once again.

He wore blue colored contacts, and his facial makeup was a mermaid look adorned with scales. His whole person looked noble and coldly glamorous.
It perfectly matched the tall, handsome, demonic, and mysterious image of the Mermaid King.

Looking at Gu Qichi on the monitor, Jiang An was very satisfied, not forgetting to shout to Yu Sheng: “Yu Sheng, you are the Starship Captain, you are currently in a hostile relationship with Gu Qichi. Stop looking at him with that ‘looking at my son’ expression.”

Yu Sheng: “…”
Director, don’t talk nonsense! I’m clearly doing an auntie smile, where am I looking at a cub!

Just as Yu Sheng was about to retort, she noticed a chilling gaze fall onto her. She turned her head and met eyes with Bo Yu in the corner.

Fuck, so scary. Why are this man’s eyes so scary, like he wants to eat her?

Yu Sheng pretended as if nothing had happened, turned her head, and cleared her throat: “Understood, Director.” She then quickly entered the state.

Not delaying the progress any further, Bo Yu finally withdrew his gaze.

After finishing filming, the two of them left through the crew’s back door.

Bo Yu put an arm around Gu Qichi as they walked outside. Gu Qichi stopped by the car window to help him adjust the scarf around his neck.

It was unknown how this photo was captured by paparazzi, but the next day it successfully made it onto the front pages of major entertainment sections and Weibo’s hot searches.

Having learned their lesson from the previous hot search storm, the paparazzi had become much smarter. They didn’t dare to provoke Bo Yu, deeply afraid of the Bo Corporation’s legal team sending them a lawyer’s letter. They specifically only captured Gu Qichi’s side profile and Bo Yu’s lowered head, and even specially mosaicked the small bit of Bo Yu’s brows and eyes that was exposed.

But with Bo Yu and Gu Qichi’s current popularity, practically without any promotion needed, this photo quickly dominated the front row positions the next day.

It was just that the hot search tags were a bit…
Speechless-inducing.

#DomineeringCEOSpoilsWifeLiveRecord#, #GuQichiLateNightMaybach#.

And the news articles that made the entertainment front pages were written even more absurdly.

Shocking! Why did Dongcheng’s local emperor appear late at night?
The aloof great beauty Gu Qichi is actually like this in private!
The Bo Corporation couple suspected of emotional breakdown? One picture decodes it for you—
Bo Yu meets a great beauty late at night? Let’s see her true face—
The cold night is long, Gu Qichi guards an empty room alone. Is the life of a wealthy family’s spouse really that good?

As soon as Gu Qichi woke up the next day, he was shocked by these titles and tags until his scalp went numb. Wen Xi was even cursing up a storm in their three-person group chat with him and Luo Qianqian.

[Sister Wen Xi]: What kind of trash media is this?! What kind of bullshit are they writing?

[Qianqian]: Exactly, exactly! President Bo waited for Teacher Gu for five or six hours in the crew yesterday. These unscrupulous media outlets will do anything for popularity.

[Sister Wen Xi]: Oh, those ones with the absurd titles have all been banned. Only the few praising your romance are left.

[Sister Wen Xi]: This bastard man is really quite petty.

[Qianqian]: Those absurd hot searches have been pushed down too! They’ve been replaced by #GuQichiBoYuImmortalCouple#.

[Qianqian]: President Bo is actually quite romantic.

[Sister Wen Xi]: Old man, sure has a lot of tricks.

[Qianqian]: There are so many people praising President Bo on Weibo!

Following the chat logs of the two of them, Gu Qichi quickly logged onto Weibo and clicked on the #GuQichiBoYuImmortalCouple# tag.

[Returning to the previous road]: Looking at it this way, Bo Yu probably isn’t old, right…

[something]: Is this picture really taken by paparazzi? Why do I feel like it was posted by Bo Yu himself? [Husky] This lighting, this angle, this pose, this atmosphere—if you don’t say it’s staged, I won’t believe it! [Husky]

[Monday lying late]: @Ah Hua who should go screw nuts and bolts, the paparazzi personally debunked the rumor saying it was a sneak shot. They originally wanted to take pictures of Yu Sheng’s military coat, but unexpectedly caught a certain little couple. [Doge Head]

[The soul I had stolen by Gu Qichi]: Our Chi-chi wife is really so good-looking! 360 degrees without a dead angle. It’s totally understandable for people to think it’s staged! [Sending Flowers]

[Will you still come back]: Can we crowdfund to let them go film an idol drama? This atmosphere is really so fitting! [Tears]

[In the shadow of mountains upon mountains]: Uh, even so, don’t you guys really think it’s because Gu Qichi’s husband is too ugly, so the paparazzi intentionally blocked his face? [Push Glasses]

[Dear-Yu Sheng]: @In the shadow of mountains upon mountains Oh please, Bo Yu is a handsome guy, okay? [Husky]

[booty music]: Holy shit, caught a beauty!

[I might be the only one you desire]: No way, Gu Qichi has bought water armies to this extent? You even believe this kind of bullshit rumor? If Bo Yu wasn’t old and ugly, why wouldn’t Gu Qichi dare to show his face with him?

[take my time]: I’m putting my words here today! If Bo Yu looks good, I’ll cut off my head and let him kick it like a ball. [Husky]

Luo Qianqian happened to be browsing the public square as well, and even specifically screenshotted this image.

[Qianqian]: Might as well send his head to the company, the few of us can take turns kicking it.

[Sister Wen Xi]: Don’t, reject based on ugliness. I’m afraid I’ll have nightmares if I see him in the middle of the night.

Gu Qichi smiled, scrolled through the square a few more times, and looked at the fans’ comments. He suddenly remembered that he still hadn’t followed Bo Yu’s Weibo.

Not for any other reason, but because he usually didn’t use this app at all, and logged in very few times.

Following the netizens’ @’s, Gu Qichi navigated to Bo Yu’s Weibo and clicked follow.

It was currently 10 AM. Gu Qichi had just woken up, while Bo Yu had gone to the company early to handle affairs.

But strangely, Weibo showed that Bo Yu was currently online.

Thinking of how netizens had recently been saying Bo Yu’s Weibo was very interesting, Gu Qichi’s mind stirred, feeling somewhat curious.

In front of him, Bo Yu had always been an silently crazy image, and in front of people like Bai Heng and Gu Yuning, he was no different from a villainous big boss.

Yet here with the netizens, he had received an “interesting” evaluation.
Furthermore, Luo Qianqian had secretly discussed with Yu Sheng in private that Bo Yu was completely in a state of a crazed vinegar jar on Weibo.

Gu Qichi casually clicked on one of his recent Weibo posts.

The comments below were exceptionally lively, all from Gu Qichi’s fans.

[my youth]: Present! Your wife is so good-looking [Picture] [Picture] He’s mine now.

[Gu Qichi is what my heart yearns for]: The floor above, hurry and go report to Chi-chi’s super-topic, you are the 3,792nd person blocked by Bo Yu.

[The Phoenix Arrives]: Gu Qichi is my wife! Chi-chi, kick Bo Yu away, give it to me! [Sending Flowers] [Sending Flowers]

[I like you Gu Qichi]: Fuck, family members, I directly got reported by Bo Yu! [Sweating Soybean Head]

[Just call my name]: Ugly man, you don’t deserve Gu Qichi at all, hope you guys get divorced soon! [Heart]

[Bo Yu]: We are a perfect match.

[I think I like you]: Bo Yu! When can Chi-chi come out to do a livestream?! [Tears]

[Bo Yu]: Depends on what he likes.

[Uncontrollable development of affairs]: If you’re here, don’t play dead! Hurry up and return our wife to us!!! Or showing us a bed photo works too!!!

[Bo Yu]: Since its establishment, the Bo Corporation has always adhered to the state-advocated ‘Sweeping Away Pornography and Striking Down Illegal Publications’. The Bo Corporation’s legal team will negotiate with you.

[stop the]: Bo Yu, don’t be too ridiculous! [Soybean Bye-bye] You are no longer a qualified sister-in-law! [Soybean Bye-bye]

[The sun that never falls]: Sisters, my seventh alt account got blocked by him. If this goes on, my accounts are all going to be gone! [Minion Kneeling on Ground] But teasing him is really interesting. [Doge Head]

Gu Qichi began to laugh softly.

A-Ci snuggled in his arms, her cat head rubbing along his embrace, causing cat fur to fly all over the bed.

Gu Qichi never could have imagined that Bo Yu’s style on the internet would be like this. Although he still didn’t like to talk much, it created an unexpectedly huge contrast-moe with the him in reality.

Gu Qichi felt Bo Yu was a little cute.

After being busy with matters for so long, the New Year was finally approaching.

Christmas had just passed on the streets. There were Christmas trees and colored lights everywhere, permeating a peaceful and tranquil atmosphere.

Snow fell in flurries, piling up an almost foot-high layer on the ground. In front of Bo Yu’s villa door, Gu Qichi built a child-sized snowman, wearing a red hat, its eyes two black wooden beads.

Originally, this snowman stood obediently and cleverly in front of the door. When Gu Qichi woke up the next day, he found that another, slightly larger snowman was standing beside his snowman, wearing a black hat, and even grew a hand wrapping around his snowman’s waist.

He didn’t even need to think to know who did it.

But Gu Qichi still took a picture of these two snowmen and uploaded it to Weibo:

@Gu Qichi: The snowman and the snow, year after year. [Snowflake]

Comments immediately popped up below:
“Chi-chi wife is so pretty! Did wife build the snowman?”
“Wow, wife’s makeup today is so pretty, it’s makeup melted by snow!”
“I also want to build a snowman with wife! Wife! When can we meet again next time?! Also, also, will ‘Xing Tian Qing’ still air? [Tears] I really want to see wife’s Shen Qingye!”
“Help, this photo reminds me of that set of pictures from ‘Youth’, an elf in the ice and snow kingdom!”

Gu Qichi replied to them one by one. As a result, not even a few seconds later, he found that this Weibo had been immediately reposted by Bo Yu, who didn’t forget to attach a very shameless line of text—

@Bo Yu: Gu Qichi and I, from morning to night. [Heart] @Gu Qichi …

The comments popping up below were even faster than on Gu Qichi’s side:
“…Here to leech off your wife’s popularity again, President Bo! [Husky]”
“Chi-chi won’t be with you from morning to night.”
“Sisters, did no one notice? That big snowman’s hand is wrapping around the little snowman’s waist. Could this have been built by a certain someone…”

A string of ellipses representing silence appeared below.

Bo Yu’s Weibo could be described as hell for solo fans, and paradise for CP fans.

Two days before the New Year, Gu Qichi was called to the company by Wen Xi to select some suitable work for after the New Year.

Five TV drama, three movie, and four variety show invitations were laid out in front of him. Wen Xi placed them in front of him one by one for him to choose.

Wen Xi: “Director Jiang An’s movie should be around April of next year, so it’s not very urgent. You can take on some acting in between. Or participating in a variety show to relax your mood works too. It’s all up to you to choose, I won’t force you.”
Wen Xi: “Oh right, on New Year’s Day, you need to do a livestream to interact with your fans for two hours.”

Gu Qichi casually flipped through the scripts, nodding faintly upon hearing Wen Xi’s words.

He currently didn’t have any thoughts about variety shows. After all, having just finished participating in Strive! Actors!, the time spent recording a variety show would be better spent accompanying Bo Yu, or joining a crew to hone his acting skills.

He casually swept the variety show scripts to the side. When his gaze landed on a few large words, he suddenly paused.

Wen Xi was just about to take that thing back and throw it into the wastepaper basket when Gu Qichi hurriedly stopped her: “Sister Wen, what proposal is that?”

Wen Xi stopped her steps, glanced at the proposal in her hand, her tone somewhat dissatisfied:
“It seems to be a new variety show, called something like I Will Always Accompany You to the End. It’s an after-marriage variety show, but this kind of program is boring and uninteresting. The other party insisted on sending it to you; I pushed it away several times, but couldn’t help it so I accepted it.”

Gu Qichi stared at that proposal in a daze, murmuring: “An after-marriage variety show?”