After the top stream had a cp with the manager

Mu Yuyang: "Do you envy Gongze and Wenger?"

The reception was held in a five-star hotel.All the people attending the reception today were people of status. A continuous stream of luxury cars stopped at the entrance of the hotel. Everyone was well-dressed and exuded the powerful aura of successful people in every gesture.

There were many reporters squatting on the scene, and every passing car could attract a burst of shutter clicks.

Mu Ran will take a special car to attend important occasions, so the reporters are very familiar with his car.When the black Maybach drove into the venue at a low-key and extremely slow speed, someone immediately shouted "Muran is here", and then dozens of cameras aimed at the Maybach.

The Maybach stopped at the entrance of the hotel. As soon as the concierge at the door opened the door, the reporter frantically pressed the shutter to take pictures, trying to grab some handsome photos of Mu Ran for the page.Soon, someone got out of the car, turned his back to the camera, nodded his thanks to the concierge, and then turned around slowly.The reporters frantically snapped pictures, but they were all stunned when they saw the face clearly.

"Why not Mu Ran?"

"Isn't this Mu Ran's car?"

"Who is this person? He looks familiar."

The reporters whispered that most of the people present today were reporters from the financial sector, so many people did not know Mu Yuyang, but this did not prevent them from pressing the shutter.After all, handsome guys always attract attention no matter where they are.

Not long after, Mu Ran finally showed up, dressed in a black suit, with a handsome appearance and a slightly cold expression.Standing next to Mu Yuyang, he has an outstanding appearance that is no match for him, but a calm and serious one, and a youthful and beautiful one.

The reporters felt a little better when they saw the somewhat similar appearance of the two.

Mu Ran is not married and has no children. He only has a nephew who has never been seen in public. Although he is a nephew, he has been raised by his side since he was a child. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is half a son.

"That young man should be Mu Ran's nephew, right?" After the two entered the hotel, the reporters discussed again.

"They do look alike, and that young man's age matches that of Mu Ran's nephew, so it's probably him."

"Mu Ran brought his nephew to the reception. It seems that Ming Yi will have a new owner soon."

"Actually, I've always wanted to say, doesn't that nephew look familiar to you? He looks like a very popular star recently. He seems to be the captain of the boys' team. He's called Yang Lai."

"Mu Yuyang, right?" The entertainment reporters mixed in were completely stunned, "It's him, he is Mu Yuyang."

"..."

At the reception, Mu Ran also generously introduced Mu Yuyang's identity.So far, Mingyi Shaodong, who had been hidden by the Mu family for more than 20 years, finally revealed the true face of Lushan.It's just that no one thought that this mysterious and mysterious Mingyi Shaodong's family turned out to be a member of the entertainment industry, and he was also a popular top star.

The reception lasted until eleven o'clock in the evening.Mu Yuyang put on a smiling face all night, his face was almost frozen from laughter, and he rubbed his face with both hands regardless of his image.

Mu Ran drank a lot of wine, loosened his tie and let out a sigh of relief. When he went downstairs, he asked his nephew, "Are you going home tonight?"

"No," Mu Yuyang said while typing while holding the phone, "Qing Le is already downstairs."

Mu Ran didn't insist anymore, but just said, "There are quite a lot of reporters outside, you two should pay attention."

Mu Yuyang said indifferently: "Qing Le is my manager, it's only natural for him to come to pick me up, and he's hiding his guilt."

"It's up to you." After leaving the hotel, Mu Ran's driver was already waiting at the door. Mu Ran saw Fu Qingle's car from a distance, so he didn't stop any longer, and said to Mu Yuyang, "Go next week." The company" left by car.

As soon as Mu Ran's car left, Mu Yuyang quickly ran in the direction of Fu Qingle's car, opened the door, got on the car and fastened his seat belt in one go, and then urged: "Hurry up, go!"

Fu Qing Le Yiyan started the car and left the hotel. After driving for a while, he asked, "What are you in such a hurry for?"

"In a hurry to eat supper," Mu Yuyang rubbed his empty stomach, with a resentful expression on his face, "I followed my uncle and met all the people in the venue. I only drank and didn't eat anything. I starved to death. "

"Then what do you want to eat?" Fu Qingle silently increased the speed of the car.

"I want to eat hot pot." Mu Yuyang looked at Fu Qingle eagerly, and swallowed very loudly.

Fu Qingle searched for the nearest hot pot restaurant in his mind, but he was still a little worried: "Eating hot pot so late is not easy to digest."

"Then I eat less? I really want to eat hot pot." Mu Yuyang's stomach growled right after he finished speaking.

So, in the middle of the night, Fu Qingle took him to a hot pot restaurant.

There were not many people in the hot pot restaurant at this time, so Mu Yuyang didn't put on any disguise, the main reason was that his handsome appearance like Prince Charming in a white suit was already conspicuous enough, no matter how much he tried to cover it up, it was useless.Fu Qingle asked for a small private room, and the waiter quickly brought out the soup base and dishes, during which time his eyes were glued to Mu Yuyang's body and did not move.

Mu Yuyang didn't hide anything, just let her watch.After the dishes were served, he smiled and thanked the waiter, who was so fascinated that he blushed, stuttered and said please take it slowly, and ran out covering his face.

Mu Yuyang didn't notice it, took off his suit jacket, and started to put food into the pot.Fu Qingle sighed, put down the chopsticks and said, "Give me your hand."

"Why, if you want to hold hands, wait until I finish eating. Now is not the time to be sticky." Mu Yuyang complained, chewing on his hairy belly, but he still stretched out his left hand and said, "Let's hold, let's hold." , let you hold, when did you become so clingy."

Helpless and funny, Fu Qingle held his hand cooperatively and squeezed it, then unbuttoned his cuff buttons and rolled the sleeves up to his elbows.

Mu Yuyang understood, and withdrew his hand a little embarrassedly, and muttered: "I thought I wanted to hold hands."

"I think you want to hold hands." Fu Qingle teased, "The other one."

Mu Yuyang put down his chopsticks, stretched out his right hand, and categorically denied: "No, it's obvious that what you said is ambiguous, and someone else would understand it wrong."

Fu Qingle took out the fat cow from the pot and put it into his bowl, then calmly changed the subject: "Will wine be interesting?"

Mu Yuyang said casually: "That's it, the platform for businessmen to exchange pleasantries, besides talking about business or business, it can be very interesting. Moreover, you have to deal with all kinds of people you don't know, your face is stiff from smiling, and you are dying of exhaustion." , I wanted to escape in the middle of the process, but wave after wave of people came to greet my uncle, and I had no chance to escape at all."

"The first public appearance of the young son of the Mu family will definitely attract everyone's attention. Isn't it for this purpose that your uncle brought you to that occasion?" Fu Qingle thought of all the big and small things he saw in the hotel before. The reporter said, "By tomorrow, the fact that you are Mr. Mu's nephew will probably be known on the Internet."

"I've been mentally prepared for a long time. At the reception, there have been reporters secretly taking pictures of us." Mu Yuyang asked Fu Qingle again, "What should we do then? Do you want to come forward and respond?"

"There's no need to explain it specially, just let it take its course." Fu Qingle didn't eat much by himself, and was basically picking up food for Mu Yuyang.

Mu Yuyang noticed it at the beginning, stopped and asked him: "Why don't you eat?"

"I'm not very hungry, you can eat." Fu Qingle poured himself a glass of water.

With his chopsticks on his chin, Mu Yuyang sighed exaggeratedly: "You seem like I can eat like this."

"Isn't that good?" Fu Qingle smiled, scooped up the boiled shrimp and put it into Mu Yuyang's bowl, "I just like to feed you fat."

"It's you who fed me up, and you're the one who forced me to lose weight, so I won't be fooled by you!" Mu Yuyang chewed the shrimp slippery viciously, thought it was delicious, and happily picked up a piece and handed it over. Fu Qingle's lips said, "His shrimp slippery is very good, do you want to try it too?"

Fu Qingle opened his mouth to eat, and nodded after savoring: "Order another if you like."

"No need, I'll be full after eating here." Mu Yuyang fed him another hairy belly with chopsticks, "This is also delicious."

Fu Qingle also ate.

Mu Yuyang finally understood why Fu Qingle liked to feed him. This feeling of watching his lover eat the food he fed was really more enjoyable than eating by himself, so he fed a few more chopsticks afterwards.

"Duck blood is very tender, taste it."

"Try this brown sugar glutinous rice cake, it's not very sweet, you can eat it."

"Do you want duck intestines? There are also potatoes, which are very tasty."

Fu Qingle took five or six mouthfuls before holding down his hand: "Okay, you can eat by yourself, I'm full."

"But I haven't fed enough." Mu Yuyang was not happy, and insisted on feeding the soft boiled potatoes into Fu Qingle's mouth, imitating his usual tone and coddling, "Good boy, Last bite."

Fu Qingle's brows twitched, feeling like her identities had been swapped, and she struggled for a long time before she opened her mouth.

"It's so good." Mu Yuyang continued to die.

Fu Qingle wiped his mouth with a napkin, took another sip of tea, and then said unhurriedly, "What are you playing?"

"What's the matter, I'm clearly feeding you." Mu Yuyang tilted his head, looking cute.

Fu Qingle sighed helplessly, and turned to feed Mu Yuyang in order not to admit defeat.

The two of you fed me and I fed you for more than an hour, and finally finished feeding all the food.

Fu glanced at the table which was almost eaten and asked Mu Yuyang: "Are you full?"

"I'm full." Mu Yuyang burped, showing his slightly protruding stomach to Fu Qingle, "I'm full."

Fu Qingle stood up to help him take the clothes, then stretched out her hands to rub them, not surprised at all: "I knew it would be like this."

"It's fine if you don't care about me, and you still make sarcastic remarks." Mu Yuyang was very unhappy, and followed Fu Qingle slowly with a puffy face.

"Uncomfortable?" Fu Qingle glanced down worriedly.

"A little bit," Fu Qingle was wearing a slim white shirt, his bulging belly was obvious, and he tried hard to suck his stomach for the idol's burden.

Fu Qingle was tired looking at it, and persuaded: "Stop smoking, no one is watching at this time."

Mu Yuyang shook his head: "That won't work, the clerk is not a human being, even if there is only one person looking at it, he must maintain the most perfect image."

Fu Qingle muttered: "Why did I go to the reception and the burden of being an idol is so heavy."

"Because in the future I will not only represent myself and TRS, but also represent Mingyi's face. I am a person of status." Mu Yuyang revealed with a proud look on his face.

Fu Qingle thought in his heart, if Mr. Mu saw this scene, he would be very pleased.

After paying the bill, the two left the hot pot restaurant side by side.Fu Qingle was about to drive, but Mu Yuyang stopped him.

"I'm in a panic, let's go shopping nearby to eat."

"So uncomfortable?" Fu Qingle frowned worriedly, "Do you want to take some Xiaoshi tablets?"

"It's not that serious," Mu Yuyang looked at the deserted street and winked at him, and said with a smirk, "The quiet of the night is suitable for a date."

Fu Qingle was taken aback for a moment, then twitched the corners of his mouth, put the car keys back in his pocket, and said narrowly, "So, it's just your excuse to digest something."

Mu Yuyang chuckled, without denying it, and said, "There is a park nearby, there should be no one around at this time, do you want to go and see it?"

"Go."

It was past twelve o'clock at this time, there were very few pedestrians on the street, and this area was not a downtown area, so it seemed even more deserted.The two walked side by side on the deserted street. After a few steps, Mu Yuyang suddenly stretched out his hand towards Fu Qingle and ordered, "Hold hands."

Fu Qingle didn't hold her hand, and patiently explained: "Maybe there will be paparazzi."

"It doesn't matter." Mu Yuyang took the initiative to hold his hand, walked forward carelessly, and specially swung his hand widely.

Fu Qingle didn't know if he drank too much tonight, he acted like a child in many ways, cute and childish.Reason told him that he should let go of his hand and keep a distance from him, but emotionally he liked Mu Yuyang's initiative very much, and he was not willing to let him down, so he followed his heart and let himself go temporarily.

Feeling the strength of Fu Qingle's grip, Mu Yuyang grinned silently in the dark night, and his steps became more brisk.The street was quiet, and they didn't speak, they just walked hand in hand quietly.After walking for a while, Mu Yuyang finally spoke again.

"Uncle bought me a house some time ago, in Qingyuan, for the two of us."

As soon as Fu Qingle heard that the house was in Qingyuan, he understood Mu Ran's thoughts, and said with a hum: "Let's go and see it some other day."

Mu Yuyang turned his head and took a peek at Fu Qingle's face, seeing his normal expression, he couldn't help secretly heaving a sigh of relief: "So you agree to move in here?"

Fu Qingle nodded and said, "It's not bad to move there if it's suitable. Qingyuan is also close to Mingyi, and it's more convenient to commute to and from get off work."

Mu Yuyang smiled and said, "Then let's go see it tomorrow."

"it is good."

"What color would you like for your bedroom?"

"blue."

Mu Yuyang elbowed his waist: "I'm asking what color you like, not what color I like."

Fu Qingle repeated it again, with a firm tone.

Mu Yuyang complained about being annoying, but the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't disappear no matter what.

This park is very small, and it is usually for grandpa and aunt to take a walk. The two walked slowly for half an hour and finished.It was almost 1 o'clock at this time, and the street was even more deserted. There was no one in sight for a long time, and the shops on the street were closed one after another, leaving only some late-night restaurants.

Walking to the gate of the park, Fu Qingle asked Mu Yuyang, "Go home?"

Mu Yuyang groaned, unwilling to go back, and sat down on the stone steps at the entrance of the park: "Wait a minute."

"The floor is dirty, get up quickly." Fu Qingle reached out to pull him.

Mu Yuyang shook his head, refused to get up for anything, and warmly invited Fu Qingle to sit down as well.

Fu Qingle squatted in front of him, and called softly: "Yangyang?"

"En." Mu Yuyang also responded lightly.

"Anything on your mind?" Fu Qingle cupped his face to observe his expression.

"Qingle," Mu Yuyang suddenly leaned over and hugged him, rubbing his cheeks with him: "Do you envy Gongze and Wenger?"

Fu Qingle didn't understand why he would ask this question, but she still replied cooperatively: "It's okay."

"I envy." Mu Yuyang asked again, "Then do you envy my uncle and Yu Ran?"

Fu Qingle didn't answer this time, and supported his shoulders to back off some distance, slightly frowning and asked: "Why did you mention this all of a sudden?"

Mu Yuyang hugged his legs and curled up into a ball, obediently squatting in front of Fu Qingle: "Will you be unhappy if I disclose our relationship?"

Fu Qingle was silent for a few seconds, then shook her head: "I will be very happy. But on the contrary, your fans will be unhappy, and your career as an artist will also be affected."

"And you may become the target of fans' attacks." Mu Yuyang added, "Actually, my uncle also told me that it's good to live a life of peace and low-key like him and my aunt. I want to spend my life happily and without worries. If I want, we can also be like them. But I told him, I don’t want to, I also want to protect you in my arms for the rest of my life, but before that, I must have a person who can Stand up for your rightful identity when you are being hurt."

Fu Qingle listened quietly and did not answer.

Mu Yuyang went on to say: "It's like when you were bullied by some extreme fans. In fact, I really want to stand up as your boyfriend and say that you are the most important."

Fu Qingle smiled and pinched his cheek and said, "I can feel it even if you don't tell me."

"You can't feel enough, my fans should feel it too." Mu Yuyang said, "Actually, I really envy Miyazawa and Wenger, I envy them that they don't have to hide and hold hands whenever they want. Bullying can be defended directly. How nice do you see."

Fu Qingle embraced him, stroked the back of his neck, and said softly: "Then let's let nature take its course."

"it is good."

"Can I go home now?"

"Maybe not yet." Mu Yuyang stammered.

"what happened?"

Mu Yuyang lowered his head and whispered, "My feet are numb."

"...Pfft."

"Don't laugh!" Mu Yuyang yelled angrily. He also felt ashamed, and his ears were a little hot.

Fu Qingle held back her smile and put his legs on her knees, gently massaging him.

"Hiss—be gentle." Mu Yuyang bared his teeth in pain as if tens of thousands of needles had been pricked below his calf.

"It's not effective if it's light."

"But I'm in pain." The tone was pitiful.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon." Fu Qingle coaxed patiently.

Mu Yuyang whispered: "Then you kiss me, it probably won't hurt once you kiss me."

Fu Qingle chuckled lightly: "When will I still have the effect of pain relief?"

"It's always been there." Mu Yuyang muttered, seeing that Fu Qingle hadn't moved for a long time, he directly grabbed the other party's collar and kissed him proactively.Bold and direct.

Fu Qingle hugged his waist back, his eyes were slightly bent, and his eyes were full of smiles.

This kiss was completely dominated by Mu Yuyang, so after the kiss, he was extremely satisfied and licked his mouth proudly.Suddenly he saw a strange light flashing in a dark corner across the street, and narrowed his eyes to discern it carefully.

Seeing this, Fu Qingle also looked over, and it just so happened that this was another flash of light.Fu Qingle's face darkened, and he covered Mu Yuyang's head with his suit jacket, pulled him up from the ground, and walked out of the park quickly.

Seeing Fu Qingle's suddenly serious expression, Mu Yuyang confirmed his guess: "Is it the camera flash?"

"Ah."

"A passerby or a paparazzi?"

"The paparazzi are probably the only ones who go out with a camera in the middle of the night." Fu Qingle guessed, "Probably followed them from the hotel."

"Isn't that all captured?" Mu Yuyang's tone was as calm as usual, and his expression was not worried at all.

With Fu Qingle's acuity level, ordinary people can easily detect it if he is followed at close range. If he can't be spotted by him, it means that the distance is very far away. With such a long distance and the dark sky, it is estimated that even if the picture is really blurred .He recalled that when the two kissed, it was backlit, and there was a tree beside them. The two of them were completely covered by the shadow of the big tree. Pedestrians could not see them unless they approached, let alone separated by a road.

Mu Yuyang didn't really care about it at first, and after listening to Fu Qingle's analysis, he had nothing to worry about. Instead, he smiled relaxedly and said, "Just after you finished talking, you let nature take its course and were followed by the paparazzi. You might be able to come out tomorrow."

Fu Qing asked with a smile, "So impatient?"

Mu Yuyang explained: "It's you who said let nature take its course. Coming out is just the inevitable trend of events."

Fu Qing calmly said calmly: "Not necessarily, after all, there will be a lot of big news tomorrow."

Mu Yuyang thought for a while and said, "You mean my relationship with my uncle?"

Fu Qingle nodded: "The media invited to the reception today, apart from the financial media, there are also many entertainment reporters, and they are probably rushing to write tonight."

The next day, the fact that Mu Yuyang attended the reception with Mu Ran last night was spread on the Internet as expected, and his relationship with Mu Ran immediately aroused heated discussions among netizens.

The entertainment media took the Mu family to a big start as early as the first time.And the normally serious financial reporter also suddenly turned on the gossip mode, and used a whole page to introduce Mu Yuyang in detail, the only heir of Mingyi who was regarded by Mu Ran as himself and loved by thousands of people. After analysis, it was concluded that Mu Ran's sudden and high-profile taking of his nephew in and out of social occasions was probably a preparation for his nephew's entry into Mingyi.The reporter tried to interview Mu Yuyang or Mu Ran, but they didn't get a response from the other party.But in the next few days, Mingyi's employees witnessed Mu Ran taking his nephew to Mingyi frequently, and even started taking him to meet clients, which verified the media's conjecture.Soon, Mingyi spread the word, and Mu Ran began to cultivate successors.And Mingyi's employees, after experiencing the initial shock, have now skillfully changed their name to Mu Yuyang as Mr. Mu.

At 45:7 in the morning, several young girls at Mingyi's front desk were looking in the direction of the gate eagerly.When a white Audi Q[-] parked steadily at the gate, the girls whispered excitedly.

"Here we come! Today is also on time!"

"Guess if I can still see the male god today."

"Sure! To tell you the truth, I doubt they are living together."

"To be honest, I think so too. I don't believe that I don't have a car."

"Hey, driving by yourself is not as happy as sitting in the co-pilot of your lover."

"Lover? Your thinking is too jumpy, maybe they just have a good relationship?"

"You and your good friend go to work together every day and have lunch together at noon? Besides, in terms of relationship, it would be better if Mr. Mu didn't have a relationship with the male god? I've never seen them go to and from get off work together."

"Don't talk about commuting to and from get off work. A few days ago, Mr. Mu took the initiative to invite the male god to have dinner with him at night, but he was cruelly rejected by the male god. The reason was that he had to wait for Director Fu to get off work. Tsk tsk tsk, the sour smell of love. Poor Mr. Mu, it's a mistake to pay with sincerity."

"They're coming in, shut up the microphone!"

Mu Yuyang and Fu Qingle walked into the lobby together, and the staff at the front desk greeted with a smile: "Morning, Mr. Mu, and Director Fu."

"Morning." The two replied in unison.It's just that Mu Yuyang was listless, and his voice was obviously weak, while Fu Qingle was full of energy, with a faint smile on his face, looking in a good mood.

So after the two walked away, the gossip group at the front desk started a heated discussion again.

"The male god's spirit is so poor, he must have indulged too much last night. Director Fu is proud of himself, he seems to be very satisfied. Tsk tsk tsk, this bastard's life."

"It really is Qing Yang."

"Damn, Yangqin is not convinced!"

……

Mu Yuyang stepped into the elevator and leaned against the car wall to rest his eyes and close his eyes.

"Are you so sleepy?" Fu Qingle was still holding Mu Yuyang's breakfast, "I fell asleep all the way in the car, haven't you woken up yet?"

"I read the report last night and saw that in the middle of the night, I only slept for four hours in total. Is it not sleepy?" The car wall was too hard, so Mu Yuyang leaned on Fu Qingle's shoulder again, opened his eyes a little, and saw him Still in good spirits and very depressed, "Obviously they are sleeping at about the same time, why are you so energetic."

"Get used to it. It was normal to not sleep for three days and three nights when I was on a mission."

"Perverted physical fitness." Mu Yuyang complained in a low voice.

Fu Qingle smiled faintly: "I thought you had a deep understanding of it a long time ago."

"Don't give me a yellow accent early in the morning." Mu Yuyang rubbed his slightly warm ear on his lover's shoulder.

Soon, the elevator stopped on the seventh floor.

"I'm here." Fu Qingle handed the breakfast to Mu Yuyang, "What do you want for lunch?"

Mu Yuyang took the breakfast and stood up straight: "I heard that there is a new Japanese Teppanyaki restaurant across the street, I want to try it."

"Okay, I'll pick you up at noon." As soon as Fu Qingle stepped out of the elevator with one foot, Mu Yuyang grabbed the hem of his clothes.He stopped, turned sideways and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"There is something I haven't done yet." Mu Yuyang pulled Fu Qingle back to the elevator, closed the elevator door, then pressed Fu Qingle in the corner of the elevator, raised his head and kissed him on the mouth, and then backed away Banbu smiled and said, "I'm in a hurry to go out today, forget about this."

Fu Qingle raised her eyebrows and smiled, glanced casually at the top of the elevator, patted Mu Yuyang's waist, and motioned him to look back.

Mu Yuyang turned his head as he said, and met the dark surveillance camera.

Mu Yuyang: "..."

Fu Qingle was a little bit gleeful, and asked with a faint smile in his ear, "I've been seen, what should I do?"

Mu Yuyang's face was calm, he squinted his eyes and stared at the surveillance camera, his eyes were sharp, as if he wanted to penetrate the camera.

Behind the camera, the staff in the monitoring room left a drop of cold sweat in the air-conditioned room of more than ten degrees.

The author has something to say: President Xiao Mu is watching you

It's really late today, I'm really sorry.The closer it is to the end, the easier it is to get stuck.despair

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