Chapter 129

Chapter 129

His follower count was still climbing nonstop.

Xie Qiyan kept opening Weibo. When he saw the number of new followers rising by the thousands, he fell briefly silent.

Ten minutes ago, when he checked, it had been seventeen thousand. Ten minutes later, it was eighteen thousand.

He refreshed again: twenty-one thousand.

Xie Qiyan: “…”

A sudden sense of social death welled up in him, as if more than twenty thousand people had read his private diary.

But when he saw the tens of thousands of comments praising him, he still couldn’t stop the corners of his mouth from lifting.

Yu Fei awkwardly withdrew his gaze. During a break in the pantry, he dragged Huo Yang into a bit of gossip. “Do you think President Xie has developed an internet addiction?”

Huo Yang rolled his eyes.

Yu Fei clicked his tongue, looking perfectly serious. “I’m telling the truth. President Xie opens Weibo every few minutes to scroll through the comments. I don’t know what he’s reading that’s got him so hooked.”

Huo Yang glanced at him. “Executive Assistant Yu, don’t forget you’re an Executive Assistant, not an old nanny.”

In other words: mind your own business.

Yu Fei scoffed. “People who don’t like gossip must be very boring. Like you, Secretary Huo.”

Huo Yang: “…”

“Did you notice President Xie has something extra on his hand today?” Yu Fei raised an eyebrow slightly.

Huo Yang looked down at his phone and didn’t even blink when he heard that. “A ring.”

“You actually knew?” Yu Fei was shocked.

Huo Yang looked up. “I have eyes.”

With that, he handed his phone to Yu Fei.

“What are you-” Before Yu Fei could finish, his pupils shrank when his gaze landed on the title marked on the short video.

#Muxia Wanzi #Love Diary #Relationship Blogger #Teacher Mu Xia’s Love Story

The video showed screenshots of the homepage of a blogger named Mu Xia. The likes alone numbered in the hundreds of thousands.

Yu Fei had only read the Weibo screenshot in the first image when the image of Xie Qiyan sitting in his office and scrolling on his phone suddenly popped into his mind.

Mu Xia…

Xiao Wanzi…

At the end of the video were the original pictures, one after another-

Matching couple toothbrushes in front of the sink.

Matching couple mugs on the coffee table.

There was also a picture of the main character eating dumplings at the dining table, with the familiar background of Lanting Bieyuan.

It was President Xie’s home.

So this Mu Xia and Wanzi…

Wasn’t the “Xia” that Mu Xia adored Xia Wanzhi?

Wasn’t Xiao Wanzi just Xia Wanzhi?

Yu Fei stared at Huo Yang in shock.

“Don’t tell me this, this, this, this… is real?”

Huo Yang met his gaze and nodded lightly. Then he gave a soft snort. “I don’t gossip. I’m an 8G surfer. Trust my internet speed. This can’t be fake.”

Yu Fei: “…”

He had no mind to argue about winning or losing right now. His head was full of President Xie and his flamboyant little stunts.

What kind of character setup was this?

Domineering CEO transformed into clingy husband?

And at this very moment, the clingy husband still sitting in his office and watching the speed of his follower growth had no idea his identity had already been exposed.

In the Studio on the top floor of Xingyao Mall, Xia Wanzhi was receiving a client. She leisurely poured tea for the other party, a faint smile on her lips. “Describe your dream for me. I need to make a record.”

The new client was none other than the familiar Jiang Yourong.

Jiang Baichuan’s younger sister.

Xia Wanzhi was being perfectly professional because Jiang Yourong had come to her for Dream Painting.

After seeing Xia Wanzhi’s serious side at work, Jiang Yourong temporarily suppressed all the gossip bubbling in her stomach. She pursed her lips and said, “I dreamed my brother got married and had two kids in three years.”

“Cough…” No matter how seriously Xia Wanzhi treated her work, she couldn’t hold it together after hearing that.

Seeing Xia Wanzhi laugh, Jiang Yourong laughed along with her. “I’m serious. Just paint it the way I said. I’ll send you a family photo later, and you can paint from that. Remember to add my future sister-in-law too, then add two little babies. Once it’s done, I’m going to frame it and hang it in my grandfather’s study for good luck.”

Xia Wanzhi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “If Jiang Baichuan finds out, won’t he come settle the score with you?”

Jiang Yourong widened her eyes. “Would he dare? If he asks, I’ll just say this was my dream. Dreams are dreams-real or not, they’re just for keepsake. Besides, you’re the one painting it. He wouldn’t dare have an opinion. What a wonderful dream. I’d bet he’d be desperate for it to come true.”

Xia Wanzhi was so amused she couldn’t stop laughing. After she finally did, she cleared her throat. “All right, I understand. Once it’s finished, I’ll let you know.”

After they finished discussing business, Jiang Yourong moved straight from the opposite side to sit beside Xia Wanzhi. She stared at Xia Wanzhi with a teasing smile.

Xia Wanzhi had no idea what was going on and felt uncomfortable all over under her stare.

After a long while, Jiang Yourong finally dragged out her tone and called, “Xiao Wanzi?”
Xia Wanzhi froze for a moment, suddenly feeling inexplicably awkward. “Rongrong, do you need help with something?”

Jiang Yourong raised a brow and shook her head with a smile. “I just wanted to call your name.”

Xia Wanzhi: “…”

The way Jiang Yourong was looking at her was definitely off.

Something was up. There had to be something up.

“You proposed to President Xie?” Jiang Yourong asked with a sly look, pointing at the plain ring on Xia Wanzhi’s ring finger.

Xie Qiyan’s diamond ring was far too dazzling for daily wear, so early that morning, Xia Wanzhi had discussed it with him and decided they would wear plain bands together.

Rubbing the ring, Xia Wanzhi felt her cheeks warm. Then she immediately realized something. “Who told you I proposed to Xie Qiyan?”

That had only happened last night.

Even if Xie Qiyan went out to show off, he wouldn’t have shown off to Jiang Yourong first.

Jiang Yourong gave a little heh-heh. “Your President Xie posted three Weibo updates in a row after two in the morning last night, bragging to the entire internet that you gave him a ring. I wasn’t sure at first if it was a proposal, but then I saw you had a ring too, so I guessed it.”

“If President Xie was fanning his feathers like a peacock in the middle of the night, then you must have done something to him.” Jiang Yourong wore the delighted smile of an auntie watching her favorite couple get together.

Xia Wanzhi’s brain short-circuited.

That was a lot of information at once.

“Wait… what did you just say? Xie Qiyan posted on Weibo?”

She knew Xie Qiyan used Weibo to record his life.

After all, it was basically like keeping a diary, and since Xie Qiyan had set a password, he obviously didn’t want anyone to know. That was why Xia Wanzhi hadn’t tried to look at it at the time.

But why did Jiang Yourong know about it too?

Not only did she know, she had even seen the contents of Xie Qiyan’s Weibo.

Xia Wanzhi frowned.

Was Xie Qiyan’s Weibo visible to the public?

“Weibo. You didn’t know?” Jiang Yourong’s eyes widened, her face full of excitement. “Holy crap! You actually didn’t know?”

Xia Wanzhi: “…”

“Oh my god, Xie Qiyan is unbelievable. You two are seriously… just let me die from shipping you already!” Jiang Yourong looked like she had just struck gold in her favorite ship. She excitedly grabbed Xia Wanzhi’s arm and said with conviction, “Treat your delicate little husband well. His love for you is the real deal.”

Xia Wanzhi was completely out of the loop. Seeing Jiang Yourong like this, her body tensed a little. “What’s his Weibo called? I’ll take a look.”

Jiang Yourong sat up straight and pushed Xie Qiyan’s Weibo account to her while chattering away. “You two got together at the end of September, right? Starting from then, your President Xie has been frequently recording your daily relationship moments.”

“I guess even heaven was shipping you two, because the people he attracted were all good fans. A lot of them spent money promoting Xie Qiyan’s Weibo, and not only that, plenty of loyal fans took screenshots of his posts and made videos on all kinds of social media apps. And then…”

Jiang Yourong waggled her brows and grinned. “Then the videos blew up! When I logged in and saw the Weibo posts, I was shocked. Mu Xia, Wanzi-wasn’t this President Xie himself?”

With trembling fingers, Xia Wanzhi had just tapped into Mu Xia’s profile page and hadn’t even seen the posts clearly when a follow notification suddenly popped up on the screen.

Her hand slipped, and Xia Wanzhi tapped Follow.

Xia Wanzhi’s breath caught.

She stared fixedly at the screen.

Mu Xia.

Thirty thousand followers. The profile picture was an orange cat.

The orange cat was Xia Changsheng.

There was no need to see what the Weibo posts said. Xia Wanzhi was now one hundred percent certain that this blogger named Mu Xia was the person she had proposed to last night-

Xie Qiyan.

Jiang Yourong gave a light cough and held back her laughter. “I just like shipping couples when I have nothing better to do. Don’t blame me for being nosy. I just happened to ship a couple I actually know, so I got a little excited.”

Xia Wanzhi still hadn’t fully digested it. Her heart was pounding wildly. After a while, she finally came back to herself and said with a laugh that was half helpless, half amused, “I don’t blame you. If it weren’t for you, I still wouldn’t know he…”

Xia Wanzhi didn’t know how to describe what she was feeling right now.

As an extremely online, high-speed internet expert, Jiang Yourong not only surfed fast but thought fast too. Guessing Xia Wanzhi’s current mood, she packed up and prepared to leave. “Then let’s leave it here for now. I’ll go. My commission isn’t urgent. You can draw it when you have time. Your boyfriend is more important.”

Xia Wanzhi’s heart thumped. Lowering her eyes, she swiped through Mu Xia’s Weibo from the beginning.

At the same time, inside the President’s Office at Xie Corporation, Xie Qiyan happened to open his follower list. The moment he saw a familiar name and profile picture among his new followers, he quietly turned to stone.

Xia Wanzhi had followed him.

Followed. Him.