How Did the Top-Tier Male Lead Fall in Love With Me? 43

Chapter 43

When Shen Wu was fully awake, the sky was already bright.

Before closing his eyes, he remembered that he was lying on the living room sofa, with Meng Huaizhi sitting next to him.

To be precise, he was lying on Meng Huaizhi’s lap.

The biggest effect of being drunk on him was drowsiness. The strong sleepiness and fatigue were more effective than sleeping pills, and he had fallen asleep without realizing it.

Even after doing something as absurd as biting someone, he had actually been able to fall asleep peacefully.

He couldn’t help but admire himself a little.

This bit of admiration flashed by. After recalling the cause and effect, the feeling of embarrassment surged up in multiples. He quickly covered his face, not daring to move, for fear of making any sound that would attract attention.

He first looked at his bed.

The one-bedroom apartment was very small, only enough for a single bed. He was lying in the middle, so Meng Huaizhi couldn’t squeeze in even if he wanted to.

The quilt on his body was single-sided velvet. He usually covered himself with the non-velvet side, but Meng Huaizhi didn’t know and had kindly put the soft and warm velvet side against him, making him sweat all over.

It was Meng Huaizhi who had covered him with the quilt.

It was also Meng Huaizhi who had carried him to bed. He couldn’t have expected a drunk person to walk by himself.

Yesterday, for the banquet, he had specially worn a formal suit. He couldn’t remember who had taken off the suit jacket, but the two buttons at the collar must have been undone by Meng Huaizhi. He was too drunk to do such a delicate job.

He got out of bed and stepped barefoot into the neatly placed slippers by the bed.

His pants suddenly slipped down two inches, hanging on his hip bones.

He looked down and saw that the belt was gone. He turned his head and saw that the missing belt was hanging on the back of a chair not far away.

Shen Wu: “…”

From this, it could be judged that Meng Huaizhi had helped him undo two shirt buttons, unbuckle his belt, and take off his socks, probably to make him sleep more comfortably.

But there was nothing more.

He could almost imagine the person with that cold face, trying hard to restrain his heavy breathing, and unbuckling his belt.

Was Meng Huaizhi still here?

Shen Wu tiptoed out of the bedroom.

The small one-bedroom apartment could be seen at a glance. The living room was empty.

Only then did he take out his phone and see two unread messages.

M: I have a last-minute schedule today. I need to do a reshoot for yesterday’s magazine. I’m leaving first.

M: Let me know when you’re awake.

The message was sent at nine in the morning, and it was already eleven.

Shen Wu sat back on the bed, hugged a pillow, and stared at his phone, hesitating for a long while.

His fingertip tapped the screen twice.

SW: .

A perfunctory period was enough to show that he had not forgotten what had happened last night.

When Meng Huaizhi received the message, he couldn’t help but smile.

M: There’s hangover soup and breakfast on the dining table. Heat it up before you eat.

Shen Wu found the breakfast Meng Huaizhi had prepared for him.

Meng Huaizhi’s generosity had given him a preconceived notion that today’s breakfast might be a special delivery from some high-end restaurant.

Unexpectedly, it was the signature buns, soy milk, and fried dough sticks from the baozi shop downstairs that he usually bought.

He sighed at the god descending to the mortal world as he ate the buns. As he ate, he felt that something was not right. He frowned and took out his phone again.

SW: How did you go out to buy buns and come back in?

M: The password is 0730, your birthday.

Shen Wu: “…” This unlocking password is too simple. It really needs to be changed.

Meng Huaizhi added a sentence.

M: You told me, remember?

SW: I didn’t forget! I’ll change it now.

Shen Wu went to change the password.

From childhood to adulthood, he had always been like this: it was only after he had finished arguing with Shen Tianheng that he would realize that he had not performed well, but the words that had come out could not be taken back.

The situation just now was also somewhat similar.

Since he remembered telling Meng Huaizhi the password, then the things that had happened after that…

How could he forget?

What’s with this high-and-mighty flower male lead? He’s even trying to trick him.

After a while, it was unknown whether Meng Huaizhi was bored, but he sent another message.

M: Yes.

Did Meng Huaizhi send it by mistake? Shen Wu replied with a question mark in confusion.

M: The answer to yesterday’s question.

SW: What question?

Shen Wu deliberately played dumb.

M: I’m not telling you.

M: ^ – ^

Shen Wu: “…”

What’s with this high-and-mighty flower male lead?

Meng Huaizhi continued the unfinished shoot from yesterday.

He was still the same person, his ink-black features were still cold, but on his fair neck, there was a tooth mark.

It was more shocking than a bleeding wound.

Meng Huaizhi rarely took the initiative to make a request, “Cover it.”

The makeup artist had been forcing himself to ignore the bite mark. Hearing this, he stretched out his brush with a trembling hand, “Okay, Teacher Meng.” He didn’t see anything!!

Compared to the flustered makeup artist, Luo Jinyi’s face was calm, as if she had seen through the world.

It seemed that her boss had suddenly left early yesterday to accompany his passionate younger brother.

But… this child, Shen Wu, why did he bite?

She didn’t know whether to say it was a Maserati or a baby walker.

She thought for a moment, silently withdrew her gaze, and also pretended not to see.

After Meng Huaizhi finished the shoot and removed his makeup, he left the foundation on his neck and went home to prevent being photographed by the paparazzi outside and trending again.

The next day, the bite mark had almost faded. As usual, he went out with a hat and a mask, and as usual, he greeted today’s paparazzi.

The paparazzi were hiding in a dark corner and filming secretly. They were far away, so logically, they should not have been able to get a clear picture of the faint red mark on his neck.

But the netizens were more powerful than he had imagined, and the fans had eagle eyes and could even count the number of hairs on his body.

The major V-account entertainment reporter who had published the photos had edited and cropped them and had not found anything unusual, so they had posted them on Weibo as usual. Unexpectedly, not long after, their Weibo post had exploded, and the popularity and prize money had fallen from the sky.

The hashtag #Meng Huaizhi’s hickey# quickly climbed to the top of the trending list.

[That red patch on his Adam’s apple… could it be a hickey?]

[Where’s the red patch? Why can’t I find it?]

[It’s been restored with high-definition technology. There really is a red mark on his collarbone.]

[Holy crap? Holy crap??]

[Ahhhhhh, no!!]

[Which vixen did it? Come out!!]

Another trending topic followed closely behind: #Meng Huaizhi’s suspected relationship exposure#, followed by the word “爆.” (breaking)

It wasn’t that the fans were overthinking it. Meng Huaizhi was so abstinent that he was like a living god. The houses of his imitators had collapsed countless times, but he, who had the highest attention, had his private life monitored by hundreds of thousands of paparazzi, but they had not been able to find a single clue.

A person who was almost transparently clean, even if he was just touched by a little bit of the mortal world, could attract the attention of the entire internet.

[I used to always laugh at other people’s houses collapsing, but I didn’t expect it to be my turn one day…]

[Mom asked me why I was crying in my room, wuwuwu.]

[Huai-ge is not an idol. He’s already at that age. If he wants to date, let him. He can’t be alone for the rest of his life.]

[Gege is already 27. It’s normal for him to date. Blessings, wuwuwuwu.]

[Mom fans support him dating at any time. It would be strange if someone so handsome didn’t date.]

[+1, it’s not strange at all to date. Anyway, if he pursued me, I wouldn’t be able to refuse at all.]

[I don’t care, I don’t care. Everyone, please don’t disturb Huai-ge’s private life too much. Welcome to pay more attention to Huai-ge’s upcoming works.]

[Am I the only one whose focus is different? Huai-ge is in a relationship. With a muse goddess, will he finally be able to release a new album?]

[Ahhhhhh, I’m so excited.]

[Sister-in-law, give it some strength! Can the new album be released soon?!]

Meng Huaizhi had been in the industry for more than six years and had seen countless obscure and collapsed contemporary artists go. Only he was clean, and his life was so monotonous that even his fans felt sorry for him.

In addition, his skills were solid, and most of his fans were career fans. Faced with a shadowy sister-in-law, most of the fans could remain calm for the time being.

But Meng Huaizhi’s looks were there, and his clean private life made it easier for fans to use him as dream material, fantasizing that they were the exception, the only one. Now that they were putting on a calm and rational attitude, it was all because they didn’t want to annoy him.

Meng Huaizhi and his team both knew that if the true identity of the “sister-in-law” was really exposed, there would definitely be an online war. If the other party was an artist, it would be fine, after all, black and red was still red. If it was a non-celebrity, then it would be an undeserved disaster.

Some netizens guessed a few female artists, but those artists all knew what Meng Huaizhi’s attitude was towards people who tried to leech off his popularity.

Besides, this time there was clearly a real sister-in-law. It would be strange if Meng Huaizhi didn’t suppress them to protect the other party.

Therefore, the suspected female artists were all smarter than the other. They directly issued a public statement to deny it, and then joined the melon-eating army, which was also a way to indirectly get a bit of the joy of the popularity.

It was the first time Du Chen had encountered such a situation. Meng Huaizhi was hanging high on the trending list alone for a whole day, and had crashed Weibo twice. He didn’t know how much money it would take to solve it.

In the conference room, Du Chen suggested, “President Meng, should we suppress this trending topic?”

Meng Huaizhi: “No need.”

Du Chen smiled, “That’s true. Actually, I’ve always felt that there’s no need to suppress romance rumors. Even if you don’t clarify it yourself, the fans will clarify it for you. Why spend money to suppress the popularity that comes to your door? And this time it’s so fake that only a fool would believe it.”

Meng Huaizhi looked up and looked at him silently for two seconds.

Du Chen was inexplicably apprehensive, and then he heard him say, “It’s not fake.”

Du Chen: “……….”

He was so shocked that he could only say blankly and lifelessly, “Huh?”

Luo Jinyi coughed, relieved that Du Chen had not been so agitated as to flip M+ Entertainment upside down.

A young employee was very curious and praised in a low voice, “Du-ge, you’re so calm.”

Du Chen showed a Buddhist smile, “You’ll get used to it… wu.”

And the focus of the conference room, Meng Huaizhi, sat at the head of the table, his head lowered, his mind focused, his pen flying, not knowing what he was writing.

Du Chen’s eyes lit up, remembering a Weibo hot comment he had just seen, “President Meng, because you have a muse goddess, you finally have the inspiration to write a song?”

Meng Huaizhi’s pen paused, “It’s not a muse goddess.”

Du Chen tilted his head in confusion.

The music director, Matthew, was just here to watch the fun. Hearing this, he asked Du Chen in broken Chinese, “Writing a song, has to do with you?”

Matthew was a friend Meng Huaizhi had met abroad. He was white, and his translated name was Matthew. He was also a famous musical genius. It was all because of their friendship, plus a considerable salary, that Matthew was willing to come all the way to China to be the music director.

Du Chen’s listening comprehension was perfect, “Of course it has to do with me. I’m honored.” And Meng Huaizhi had a double harvest in his career and love life. Maybe if he was in a good mood, he would give the whole company a raise?

Matthew stood up and walked behind Meng Huaizhi to take a look.

The A4 paper was full of revised and scribbled marks. What was left by the picky Meng Huaizhi was only a few lines.

Matthew hummed it casually and couldn’t help but sigh at how catchy the melody was, then he frowned.

“Meng, this song is different.”

Of course, Meng Huaizhi could understand Matthew’s incomplete words, because he himself knew it well.

His music was just like him, cold and clean. He wrote about family, friendship, career, studies, and a broader life.

But he had never written about love.

It was both because he did not understand it enough, and also because he was afraid of revealing his secret feelings.

“You had no inspiration for three years abroad.” Meng Huaizhi often said this, so much so that even Matthew could repeat it fluently.

Then came a fluent English sentence, “Because your muse goddess wasn’t there?”

He asked the same question as Du Chen, muse goddess.

Meng Huaizhi was noncommittal.

Matthew seemed to have a feeling. Using his Western way of thinking, he said again, “Or muse god.”

This time, his tone was quite certain.

Du Chen only half-understood. He only saw Meng Huaizhi smile lightly, his dark eyes shining, “You’re right.”

Weibo was still lively.

Besides the girlfriend fans, the ones who were heartbroken were also the now massive “Wuye Shuhuai” CP fans.

They had been eating sugar until they were full in Wonderful Adventure. Before they could digest it, they had unexpectedly heard such a bad news. The sweeter the sugar they had eaten before, the more painful the knife that was stabbing them now.

[I’m dumbfounded. How did such a sweet CP just BE…]

[This is the first time I’m shipping a CP, and it’s already BE just as it started. I’m crying.]

[My Wuye Shuhuai, wuwuwuwu, I hate it so much.]

[I never dreamed that Huai-ge would date. It’s so sudden…]

[Was all that before just an act? I don’t believe it, wuwuwuwu.]

Before long, a new trending topic slowly climbed up.

#Wuye Shuhuai BE#