Chapter 47: Fu Yan: I Don’t Watch Live Streams

Chapter 47: Fu Yan: I Never Watch Live Streams

On the way back, Grandma Lu remained silent the entire time.

When they were almost home, Grandma Lu suddenly spoke, "Jin'an, find a new apartment. I want to move out, and you'll move out with me."

Lu Jin'an was shocked: "Grandma? What are you saying? You've lived in the Lu mansion your whole life. Why do you want to move out?"

"I have my own plans." Grandma Lu's expression was serious. "Look for a place with complete fire safety features and tight security. Follow these requirements."

When Grandma Lu was young, she and Grandpa had dominated the business world—a decisive person who never went back on her word. Now that she was older and had handed the company over, she'd settled down to enjoy retirement at home.

But ever since Grandma fainted that time, she had changed. Her attitude toward Father was no longer as kind, and now she wanted to move out of the house.

Lu Jin'an was filial and didn't want to defy Grandma.

Back at the Lu residence, Lu Ting, Qin Yue, and Lu Yu had already returned from visiting relatives for New Year's.

Lu Ting came forward, supporting Grandma Lu: "Mom, why didn't you tell us you and Jin'an were going to the Fu residence?"

"You're so busy, I didn't dare disturb you," Grandma Lu said crossly.

"Mom, you're home."

"Hello, Grandma."

Qin Yue and Lu Yu greeted Grandma Lu fawningly.

"Mm, I'm a bit tired." Grandma Lu, her face expressionless, was helped upstairs to rest by Lu Ting, with Qin Yue also attentively supporting her on the other side.

Lu Jin'an was about to head back to his room, but recalling Du Yang's request, he turned back.

"Xiao Yu, I met Du Yang at the Fu residence today. He asked me to say hello to you."

"What? Du Yang at the Fu family mansion?" Lu Yu became anxious, grabbing Lu Jin'an's arm. "Brother, you mean Du Yang is at Brother Yan's house?"

"Let go." Lu Jin'an looked disdainfully at the paw clinging to his arm.

Lu Yu released his grip, and Lu Jin'an continued, "Mm. Fu Yan took Du Yang home for the New Year. Fu Yan treats Du Yang very well."

Lu Jin'an said this deliberately; he wanted to see Lu Yu eat crow. This half-brother had a crush on Fu Yan for years, but Fu Yan never paid him any attention, yet he still didn't realize it.

Du Yang was clearly better-looking than this half-brother. Although his family was ordinary, the Fu family's status didn't require marriage alliances to strengthen. If he had to choose between Du Yang and Lu Yu, he'd pick Du Yang.

Sure enough, Lu Yu's expression was uglier than if he'd eaten crap. "Brother, I have... I have homework to do. I'll go to my room first."

Lu Yu ran back to his room in one breath, leaning against the door, feeling so upset he wanted to cry.

Fu Yan actually took Du Yang to the Fu family mansion for the New Year. In Fu Yan's eyes, Du Yang certainly wasn't just an ordinary employee.

What boss brings an employee home for the New Year?

Lu Yu took a few deep breaths, pulled out his phone, and dialed Ji Zichu's number.

"Brother Zichu, have you found out any information about Du Yang yet?"

On the other end of the line, Ji Zichu was guarding Du Yang's Douyin (TikTok) live streaming account in a bad mood for a whole day and night—Du Yang still hadn't gone live.

"It's not that fast. Wait a few more days. I'll give you the results before the holiday ends." Ji Zichu didn't want to talk to Lu Yu anymore and hung up directly.

Lu Yu angrily threw his phone onto the bed. Ji Zichu had the nerve to hang up on him first! He was getting less and less attentive.

With this kind of attitude, does he think he can win me over!

Great-Uncle had left the morning Grandma Lu arrived, without disturbing anyone.

Old Master Fu was used to it by now—his younger brother had been connected to Buddhism since childhood, and the two brothers often went years without seeing each other.

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After staying at the mansion for three days, on the fourth day, Fu Yan drove Du Yang out of the mansion.

Du Yang's 100,000-yuan New Year's money couldn't be returned to Fu Yan, and Fu Yan even made him keep the New Year's money Grandma Lu had given him.

Fu Yan only said, "This is something Grandma Lu wanted to give you. In previous years, there was no New Year's money."

Du Yang stopped refusing. The money Grandma gave him—he could feel good about taking it.

Before returning to Fu Yan's villa, the two went to deposit all of Du Yang's New Year's money.

After the New Year, Du Yang's wallet was bulging. He still planned to continue streaming for a while to save more money.

After dinner, Fu Yan was cleaning the kitchen while Du Yang kept him company by the door.

Fu Yan didn't let him do any work, so Du Yang felt awkward just leaving, and hung around by the doorway.

In a dark, form-fitting sweater with a light-colored apron tied around his waist, Fu Yan's perfect proportions were highlighted—broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs.

"Chairman Fu, I'm going live at eight thirty tonight. Do you want to watch?"

Knowing Fu Yan didn't mind his streaming, Du Yang got bolder and directly invited him to watch.

Fu Yan didn't stop clearing the dishes nor turn around, his voice was calm. "I never watch live streams. I have an international meeting to attend later."

Du Yang clung to the doorframe, a little let down.

Never watches live streams. And an international meeting.

He really wanted Fu Yan to see his stream—no need to send gifts, just watching would be enough. And he could even dance!

When Fu Yan finished cleaning, he turned and saw his kid with his head drooping, clinging to the doorframe, really down.

"Why don't you record a screen recording for me? I'll take a look after the meeting," Fu Yan said, untying the apron and approaching, gently flicking the young man's forehead.

"That's not necessary." Du Yang rubbed his forehead. "You can watch next time when you're free."

Fu Yan agreed.

Watching the young man's back as he went upstairs, Fu Yan helplessly pinched the bridge of his nose. Next time, he couldn't watch either. If he did, what about F?

8:30 PM.

Du Yang changed his clothes, put on a long, straight black wig and a pair of soft, fluffy cat ears, and started his live stream.

Ji Zichu was lying on his bed, bored, when suddenly his always-on computer screen popped up with a notification that Du Yang was live.

He sprang up with a kip-up, leapt out of bed, rushed to the computer, and clicked on the live stream.

Seeing Du Yang sitting in front of the camera wearing a puffy skirt and cat ears, Ji Zichu finally felt the gloom that had been pent up for two days lifted.

His research had included Du Yang's phone number, but he had no proper reason to ask for it in person; calling directly wasn't his style.

Tonight, he could take the opportunity to put on airs and ask Du Yang for his contact info.

Ji Zichu was overjoyed, and generously sent Du Yang a hundred Carnivals.

Ji Zichu sent Carnival ×1

Ji Zichu sent Carnival ×1

...

Du Yang hadn't expected Ji Zichu to switch to his main account this time and send gifts under his real name.

"Thank you, Brother Zichu, for the 100 Carnivals. Brother, you've spent too much; you don't need to send any more tonight. That's too much."

"Ji Zichu: This makes your brother happy!"

The livestream fans went wild.

"Ahhhhhh! Baby Yang has a new big spender!"

"Boo hoo, Baby's good days are here."

"Where's my Big Brother F? If he doesn't come soon, his number one spot will be taken!"

Speak of F, and he entered the livestream.

F's level was higher than Ji Zichu's, and he directly appeared in the number one spot.

Du Yang smiled, his eyes crinkling. "Brother Zichu, are you logged into both accounts? One account is enough."

"Ji Zichu: No, I only have this one account. I just registered it a few days ago. I'm Ji Zichu, I never change my name. I used my real name because I was worried you might not recognize me."

Du Yang: "...???"

So F isn't Ji Zichu?

Du Yang, in disbelief, spoke into the mic: "Brother F, say something to me."

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