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    He Snagged a Big Shot

    Xiaoxiao was extremely tired today, but also exceptionally happy. This was practically the start of her new life, because—

    Today, she officially submitted her resignation.

    During this period, having gained enough experience, she could now fully support herself through editing, and her income was even higher than when she worked at the company.

    The exhaustion came from having just returned from the party celebrating her resignation.

    However, the timing was perfect. She glanced at the clock and opened Wen’s live stream while still in the entryway.

    It wasn’t quite the announced start time, but Wen had a well-known habit of always starting early.

    Sure enough, before the notification popped up on her phone that a followed streamer had started broadcasting, Xiaoxiao had already quickly tapped into the stream.

    After a few seconds, the enlarged features of the young man appeared before her eyes.

    *Clatter.* The sound of one of her shoes dropping, half-removed, startled Xiaoxiao. Initially, she had liked Wen because of his craftsmanship, but later, she realized something more clearly.

    Wen’s face truly matched her aesthetic perfectly. Compared to the famous designer Qiu Zhijie, whom many fans discussed, she actually preferred Wen’s type.

    Perhaps this was why the videos she edited looked so appealing. For instance, the current frame would be perfect for an edit; used as a contrast later, it would surely amaze everyone.

    Fortunately, she had started recording early. Xiaoxiao focused on watching the stream, pushing those thoughts aside.

    Wen waved at the camera as usual: “We meet again.”

    Xiaoxiao also raised her hand and waved, as if she could be seen, feeling silly about the action, and chuckled.

    Finally changing her shoes, she walked to the living room sofa, sat down, and sent a bullet comment: Wenwen, we meet again! Good evening!

    The young man in the camera curved his eyes and moved back slightly, no longer so close, revealing some of the surrounding environment.

    Xiaoxiao immediately noticed that this was an unfamiliar setting. Although the floor-to-ceiling window behind him only showed a sliver of the night view, the wall behind him was the same white as in his previous streams.

    However, the warm yellow lazy sofa partially visible beside the young man, the hint of a gray corner of clothing next to it, the carpet on the floor, and the edge of a painting frame near the camera.

    She was certain this was definitely not his previous streaming room.

    In fact, she suspected that the corner of clothing might belong to the previously announced designer, CEO Qiu.

    Realizing this sweet detail, a smile unconsciously spread across Xiaoxiao’s face. She sent a bullet comment to confirm her guess.

    Even when Kong Xunwen streamed downstairs, the scene wasn’t static; sometimes there were small changes. The current scene was different from previous changes, and he hadn’t expected anyone to notice, yet he saw Xiaoxiao’s bullet comment.

    [Did you change the location for the stream? Is someone else nearby~]

    Given the teasing tone, it wasn’t hard to guess who “someone else” referred to.

    He had already announced that today would just be a casual chat, so those who showed up were mostly fans of Wen himself, prioritizing a relaxed atmosphere. Upon seeing this bullet comment, the other fans immediately turned into sharp-eyed detectives, starting a game of “spot the difference.”

    [Ah, could that tiny bit on the side be proof that someone is in the frame?]

    [Hahahahaha, busted! Xiaoxiao’s eyes are too sharp! I didn’t notice anything wrong, I just thought he changed the arrangement.]

    [Oh, that picture frame is different from before! Nothing matches up, and I’ve never seen this warm yellow sofa before either.]

    [Hehe, even so, I’m only focused on whether the person next to him is *that* someone~]

    Kong Xunwen had grown accustomed to being teased since the announcement. Still, he couldn’t help but be surprised: “Xiaoxiao, you guessed that too?”

    As he spoke, he couldn’t help but look up at Qiu Zhijie, who was not far away—or rather, right beside him.

    [Hahaha, it wasn’t obvious before, I didn’t see it either, but now I do. Honey, you’re too obvious.]

    [He’s looking at CEO Qiu, hahahaha.]

    [And actually, Wenwen’s voice is quieter today! It’s like he’s telling us a little secret, haha.]

    [Huh? I was just thinking Wenwen is especially gentle today.]

    Kong Xunwen retracted his gaze and smiled: “Yes, I changed locations today.”

    He patted the warm yellow sofa behind him, making a comfortable indentation, and leaned back: “Because I planned to have a comfortable chat with everyone today.”

    “I’m borrowing his space, so we’ll keep our voices down.”

    Saying this, the young man made a shushing gesture.

    It was only then that Qiu Zhijie turned his head to look, but Kong Xunwen, who had already started chatting with his fans, didn’t notice.

    He shook his head. It seemed he was truly concerned for him, trying hard not to disturb him even in this situation.

    It looked like his plan to sneak in some slacking off would have to be abandoned.

    However, having his lover by his side felt pretty good too.

    “Ah, he’s a bit busy lately, so let’s give him a break.”

    [Is he busy with design work?]

    Kong Xunwen blinked: “Hmm? Are you his fan or my fan? Why are you all asking about him?”

    [Hahahahahaha, is he jealous? Is he jealous of us or of *that* someone?]

    [Of course, we’re yours!]

    [But that doesn’t stop us from shipping you two, hehe.]

    [Then let’s talk about your relationship!]

    [+1+1, I want to hear about that too.]

    “Our relationship, huh…” Kong Xunwen didn’t try to avoid the question. He thought for a moment and said: “We haven’t even been together for a year yet, but it feels like it’s been a long time.”

    [Not even a year?]

    [It hasn’t even been a year since the Truth or Dare incident, has it?]

    [Hahahahaha, speaking of which, we were witnesses to you getting together!]

    “Yes, time flies so fast.” Kong Xunwen used to subconsciously avoid thinking about time, but now he seemed completely relaxed.

    [It really does. Lately, I feel like time is moving so fast.]

    [But every time I wait for Wenwen’s stream, or wait for work to end, time feels exceptionally long, hahahahaha.]

    [By the way, Wenwen, when will you take commissions again? I really love your style, and I’ve never managed to snag one.]

    Kong Xunwen chatted softly with his fans, touching on various topics, and quickly drifted away from the original subject.

    Beside him, Qiu Zhijie, who was forced to diligently complete his task, couldn’t hear the young man’s words clearly, but just listening to his voice felt reassuring, so he focused on his work.

    Once he focused, it was a long time before he felt tired again; the passage of time was barely perceptible.

    The sound behind him had stopped. After the scratching of his pen on the paper ceased, the room fell silent.

    It seemed even breathing sounds were absent.

    Qiu Zhijie’s breath hitched. He abruptly turned his head and immediately spotted the young man, breathing evenly, nestled in the warm yellow cushion.

    His body rose and fell slowly, and his cheeks were slightly flushed.

    He was asleep.

    Qiu Zhijie finally relaxed his body, which felt a little sore from the sudden tension and release.

    He got up from the cushion and checked the time.

    It was already 11:30 PM. Usually, they would be asleep by this time. He hadn’t realized how much time had passed today.

    Qiu Zhijie frowned slightly. He must have stayed up to keep him company after the stream ended.

    Thinking this, his heart softened again.

    He approached the sleeping young man, who still held his streaming phone. He casually placed the phone aside; the screen had already dimmed, and he didn’t look at it.

    He bent down and carefully helped the person up.

    “Let’s go, sleep in bed.” Qiu Zhijie’s voice was so soft the person didn’t wake up, only struggling and moving vaguely: “If you don’t walk yourself, I’ll carry you over?”

    The sleeping person naturally couldn’t answer, so he carefully and logically picked him up, his movements surprisingly light, afraid of being noticed.

    Fortunately, Kong Xunwen seemed to be in a deep sleep. His movements were gentle, and the young man only stirred slightly without waking up.

    But at the same time, unknown to him, the fans who hadn’t left the live stream, despite seeing the streamer asleep, were treated to this surprise.

    As if afraid of being discovered, everyone tacitly agreed not to send a single bullet comment during this process.

    They watched the camera shake, and then they were set down on the side. The camera stabilized, and a familiar yet somewhat unfamiliar face appeared in the frame.

    It was unfamiliar because all the photos they had seen of this face on social media showed a very cold, indifferent expression. Now, his eyes were soft, and his lips held a smile the man himself wasn’t aware of.

    The man bent down, looking down, and spoke those words, sounding exactly like someone coaxing a child to sleep.

    The fans still in the stream desperately suppressed the urge to scream. Some quickly started recording, while others completely forgot and just watched breathlessly.

    The words received no reply, only the young man’s slight movements, which also fell into the camera.

    A faint humming sound.

    It was a side of him they had never seen before, a look only revealed to intimate partners.

    The man showed a smile that was somewhat doting and somewhat triumphant after succeeding, and then his face left the frame, but other parts of his body were visible.

    It must be said that this was a very rare angle, but combined with the subsequent actions, it was enough for the fans to fill in the blanks.

    It wasn’t until the sound of footsteps disappeared that the bullet comments finally became active.

    [Ahhhhh, what was that just now! That’s too shippable!!!]

    [Wenwen is so cute, ahhhhh, CEO Qiu is super gentle!!!]

    [Wow, I thought CEO Qiu was a very aloof and cold person based on his photos, but he’s like this in front of Wenwen? I feel relieved then.]

    [Did the person above not watch the videos Xiaoxiao edited before? You could actually tell from those small details. Their relationship is really good!]

    [Hahahahaha, thank goodness I stayed in the stream! By the way, does any sister have the recording? I forgot just now!]

    [I do, I do! Sister, DM me.]

    In the darkness, no one entered the room again. The live stream was only forced to close when the phone battery died, but that little interlude was preserved.

    *

    It wasn’t until the next morning at breakfast, when Qiu Zhijie reminded him, that Kong Xunwen remembered he had fallen asleep the night before and hadn’t even posted the preview for today’s stream.

    After finishing breakfast under Qiu Zhijie’s supervision, he finally opened his phone. The app even lagged slightly when he clicked on it.

    Just as he was wondering if he needed a new phone, he saw the long-unseen, bright red 99+ displayed in the app’s notification bar. Since he had logged into the app, messages that had been intercepted by the device began to constantly pop up at the top.

    Kong Xunwen held his phone, slowly and sluggishly blinking.

    His slow mind began to wonder what in his ordinary life, besides dating a big shot, could possibly warrant such intense discussion.

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