"Your handwriting is nice," she praised unknowingly. Before she could realize what she have said, a chuckle was heard. Red crimson blush crept to her cheeks and earlobes. She was so blatant! "Ah...uh...um...that-w..what's happening to me..." she was so flustered that she covered her face i embarrassment and questioned herself foolishly.
Gu junjie heart felt like it was tugged seeing her blushed and flustered state. He reached out his hand and patted his head,
"you are so easy to be teased," he chuckled once more. He moved his chair closer to her and asked lazily, "what do you want to eat for lunch?"
Huang zhilan ears perked. "I suddenly want to eat lobsters and crabs...."
Hearing her large and good appetite, the man didn't dare to refuse and agreed instantly. He continued his work and he let the woman explore his phone freely.
Huang zhilan smiled cheekily when she asked for his phone and she quickly went to his weibo. "Hey..."
"Hm?"
"Can I post something in your weibo?"
"Sure," gu junjie didn't think it twice and continue scribbling.
Huang zhilan become even more elated. She opened his camera and took his hand and interwined their fingers together. She was laughijg softly as she took lost of pictures and when the man raised his head, questioning her actions, her laughs couldn't be resisted and it become louder ans louder. Her laughs were akin to ringing bells to gu junjie and when he looked over, the woman chose one of the pictures she took earlier and posted it in his weibo.
Gu junjie: P/s: I'm not Gu junjie
Huang zhilan looked at the comments rushing in in amusement.
"F**k! Who is this?"
"Did gu junjie have his account hacked?"
"But in the photo, that's gu junjie hand and a woman!"
"Did my husband found another wife?"
"Crap. The commenter above, your imagination sure is wide!"
Huang zhilan then secretly took a picture of the hard-working gu junjie from the side and posted it again: you guys are funny. Husband is right here.
Once again, the netizens really wanted to know who is the person posting this. He or she can even entered gu junjie office and even sat beside him! None of them felt like the person is lying of the word 'right here' because there's a table clock which stated the exact time the post was posted which meant that the person is really with gu junjie at the moment.
"My husband is so handsome!"
"Why do I feel like the person who posted this photo was a bit jealous? Though you may find this funny, I could feel envy and jealousy emitted from the word 'husband' on the post"
"True! I feel like that too!"
"Damn! Is the person who posted this is a woman?"
"But anyway, husband really is handsome!"
Huang zhilan chuckled. She show him the comments, "look.....a lot of people compliment you". She was still holding his hand and didn't even have any intention to let go. To her, this hand is the one he used to coax her, to hold her and to lead her in the world full of cruelty. This hand gave her a sense of security and she, will never let this hand go.
Gu junjie saw that she was still wearing her mask so he used his other hand to slid the mask to her chin, "don't you feel its suffocating? Right, what compliment?"
Huang zhilan gave him his phone and let him read the comments, "you have a large number of loyal fans. Even when posting about you holding hands with an unknown person, they still be with you".
Gu junjie looked at their interwined hands and tightened it, "every year, in my birthday, they spent a lot of money just to give me a limited edition watch. I really grateful of their sincerity so ever year, in my birthday party, I will invite them over".
Huang zhilan can't believe that there fans like that. "If its me, every new year, my fans will give me dumplings they personally made and I have to admit, its indeed delicious. I don't know how to repay back so I learnt how to make dumplings for them and I will invite them over for every new year's eve".
The two of them aren't artists but their fans are more loyal than artists'. This made everyone envied them. This not just them, even her brother, and other heirs and heiresses have fans like this.