The fact that Wen Xiusen is being financially supported by Young Master Bo is known to almost everyone in the media group. However, Bo Xiyun realized that when he searched on public platforms, he couldn't find any information about Wen Xiusen being financially supported. In fact, not only are there no rumors, but also very little private information about Wen Xiusen has been reported. It seems like, apart from being in the spotlight, he has almost no additional exposure.
This aspect puzzled Bo Xiyun. The high likelihood of this situation being true suggests that it's not just the media people in this group who know about it. Hong Kong's media is known for being daring in their reporting
As for why Wen Xiusen's private information and rumors are so well hidden, Bo Xiyun speculates that on one hand, it's because Wen Xiusen's focus has shifted more towards inland work, reducing his time in Hong Kong. On the other hand, there must be someone protecting him.
This is the strange part. Why would someone do this? From an artist's perspective, more exposure is usually better, and in a way, fame is a star's lifeblood. Being forgotten can lead to their career decline.
Yet Wen Xiusen's private information was nearly non-existent. Bo Xiyun, once again, thought about it from the perspective of an investor, feeling that this must be a deliberate choice by Wen Xiusen.
Artists without scandalous information are safer and can make more money. They are also easier to control.
"..."
Thinking about control, Bo Xiyun couldn't help but shiver. If it was really like this, wouldn't Wen Xiusen want to seek revenge even more now?
The chat in the FaceChat group continued:
[I used to think Young Master Bo was an omega, but honestly, Wen Xiusen feels like one too. He truly seems like an alpha.]
[Anyway, Wen has the most superior nose bridge I've ever seen. I heard people with high nose bridges are also well-endowed.]
[That's right. You could tell from the early gangster movie he starred in; it's clear that Mr. Wen has excellent 'hardware'.]
Bo Xiyun glanced at the chat and noticed some regrets about Wen Xiusen not having acted in many romantic roles despite his good looks. However, Bo Xiyun had other thoughts on his mind.
So, even the media didn't know that Wen Xiusen is an alpha?
Bo Xiyun could almost be certain that he had a hand in this. Concealing information about one's 'sex' is not something a regular artist could achieve. There must have been forces like the Bo family involved.
But what was the purpose of all this secrecy? Did he intend to keep Wen Xiusen hidden, for his exclusive use?
This speculation sent shivers down Bo Xiyun's spine, dispelling the relaxation he had started to feel. Wen Xiusen, a once highly regarded superstar, was now just being manipulated.
If there were a sudden reversal, how would Wen Xiusen seek his vengeance, bit by bit?
Bo Xiyun hadn't even begun yet, but he had already paid the price of fainting, experiencing firsthand how terrifying a man's controlling nature could be, which was merely the tip of the iceberg.
With these thoughts in mind, the young man, originally fatigued and weak, immediately suppressed his fatigue and accelerated his progress.
This media group, which was full of members, was the most active one on his backup FaceChat account. He scrolled back through the chat history, mostly filled with information related to the Bo family.
Considering the group owner's identity, it was likely set up by second young master Bo to manipulate public opinion.
Bo Xiyun searched his own name and found numerous discussions about him.
From the recent past to now, the discussions about him mainly revolved around two things.
Firstly, it was naturally about Young Master Bo's unfilial behavior. Just like the numerous public criticisms that Bo Xiyun had found before, the media group had a unanimous stance, condemning Young Master Bo for not visiting his critically ill father.
Secondly, it was the recent focus of the media.
This group of media personnel had received orders from second young master Bo's subordinates and was preparing to create public opinion by extensively publicizing Young Master Bo's supposed self-destructive and melancholic state after his investment company went bankrupt.
Even at the present moment, there were people in the group discussing this matter.
[Preparing to post a couple more tweets that will max out Bo's credit cards. I have some photos from when I used to follow him; everyone remember to share them promptly.]
[Okay, and make sure the mood in the photos is even gloomier to set the tone.]
[This way, when it's revealed later that Young Master Bo has turned into an omega, everyone will understand that he can't accomplish anything in business and can only be kept.]
[Exactly, omegas should be kept at home, why do they need to show up in public?]
(Tn: the way i wanted to scream stfu...)
Clearly, the purpose of this publicity campaign was quite specific. The Bo family intended to use Bo Xiyun as a tool to attract a powerful alpha. During the inheritance division process, they aimed to completely push him out of the core position.
Bo Yingcheng was already in his seventies this year, while Young Master Bo was only nineteen. His three older brothers were significantly older than him.
After his birth mother's death, Bo Xiyun didn't even attend college. He immersed himself in the entertainment industry, indulging in the nightlife, becoming a true playboy.
Without the favor of Bo Yingcheng, it was evident that Young Master Bo had no ability to compete with his cunning and calculating older brothers.
Of course, during this critical moment of impending inheritance division, Bo Xiyun did not underestimate his brothers either.
Someone in the group said,
[No, Young Master Bo has some influence in the public eye. Earlier this year, he invested in and acted in a movie that received a lot of positive reviews, right? Tonight is the Golden Elephant Awards, and I've heard from internal sources that this movie has high hopes.]
[You mean 'Two-Faced'? This movie is indeed highly anticipated.]
But someone else commented,
[So what? Even if the movie is well-received, the public only remembers the actors and directors, at most the production team.]
[Ah, Young Master Bo won't even show up tonight. They can promote it later in magazines, but how many people will remember that he invested in this movie?]
These discussions also reminded Bo Xiyun.
Tonight was the pinnacle of the Hong Kong film and television industry, the Golden Elephant Awards ceremony.
And the movie "Two-Faced," released earlier this year, which had received rave reviews and grossed over three billion at the box office, was starring Wen Xiusen.
Bo Xiyun finally realized why Wen Xiusen, who had been busy in the inland for the past two years, made a special trip to Hong Kong. It seemed that after this movie had both excellent box office and reviews, it had a chance to shine even more by winning awards.
Bo Xiyun quickly clarified his thoughts, and at the moment, his choices were limited.
Among the two key topics discussed in the media group, the first one was something he couldn't actively engage in. Although the media unanimously criticized Young Master Bo for not visiting his ailing father, Bo Xiyun couldn't simply go to the hospital right now. With his three brothers fiercely contesting for the inheritance, Bo Yingcheng's hospital room was probably under tight surveillance, the most heavily guarded place.
If Bo Xiyun were to go there now, not only would he accomplish nothing, but he might also walk into a trap.
On the other hand, tonight's Golden Elephant Awards ceremony might be more beneficial for Young Master Bo. The Golden Elephant Awards ceremony always attracted a multitude of celebrities, and if Bo Xiyun attended, he might be able to reconnect with some old friends.
Moreover, the young man's gaze fell on the title of the movie displayed on the screen.
"Two-Faced"
This movie, he remembered.
When the director and screenwriter initially approached him with the first draft of the script, Bo Xiyun was quite fond of it.
He also wanted to see how the movie would be recognized and receive grand honors.
No, Bo Xiyun didn't have much confidence in being able to go out tonight. If he wanted to break free, he probably had to start with Wen Xiusen.
Bo Xiyun contemplated, realizing that he had slept until the afternoon. With less than an hour left before the ceremony started, Wen Xiusen had undoubtedly already gone to the venue.
How could he get the people watching over Wen Xiusen nearby to also take him to the event?
Bo Xiyun first charged the spare phone. It was clear that this phone had been forgotten in his pocket for quite some time, as its battery was nearly depleted.
After charging it, the young man got up and prepared to freshen up and tidy himself.
When he got out of bed, he carefully concealed the spare phone.
Bo Xiyun was ready, and if there was no other option later, he would use the spare phone's FaceChat to contact a few people and figure out a solution.
However, when Bo Xiyun got out of bed, he noticed something unusual about his body.
Upon waking from his deep slumber, not only were Bo Xiyun's fingertips tender, but his body also felt weak, as if it had been drained by yesterday's absurd activities.
His movements weren't smooth when he walked, and after he had finally finished freshening up and returned to his bed, he noticed something peculiar.
His inner thighs, which were originally fair and smooth, had become red.
The rear part was out of sight, but Bo Xiyun could still feel a slight soreness beneath his buttocks.
Thinking about those tender parts of his skin, he realized they had become red and swollen.
Recalling the events of last night, the young man couldn't help but furrow his brow.
He didn't even know whether the marks on his thighs were from rubbing or being scalded.
As he carefully examined them, he suddenly heard a noise coming from the room.
Who could it be?
Bo Xiyun hastily adjusted his sleepwear. When he looked up, he met the gaze of the very person who had caused him to sleep for an entire day.
"…?"
Bo Xiyun couldn't help but exclaim.
Wasn't Wen Xiusen supposed to be attending the awards ceremony?
A well-dressed man in a slim-fitted suit entered the room, holding a thermos box in his hand. His assistant followed closely behind, softly briefing him as they approached the room.
"The formalwear has been delivered, and the styling team is waiting for you. You should be in makeup in no later than an hour..."
Only when they saw the room's door open and the man confidently walking inside did the assistant wisely fall silent. The two of them had entered.
In truth, the assistant was puzzled by why the boss personally undertook the task of delivering food. It was a task he could have easily handled himself. He couldn't fathom why the boss had chosen to make this trip personally, especially in such a tight schedule.
With doubts lingering in his mind, the assistant stayed outside. Inside the room, as soon as Wen Xiusen entered and approached the bed, the young man instinctively moved a bit further away.
It was almost an automatic response.
However, this reaction seemed to serve no purpose. Wen Xiusen didn't come too close immediately. Instead, he calmly asked, his expression unchanged, "Legs hurt?"
Only then did Bo Xiyun realize that even though he had hastily tried to conceal what he was doing earlier, Wen Xiusen had still noticed him checking the inside of his thighs.
The serious impact of last night's events had left Bo Xiyun unable to use friendly words. He replied stiffly, "It's none of your business."
In contrast, Wen Xiusen, who was awaiting an important award ceremony tonight, appeared much more composed. He casually placed the thermos box on the coffee table and unscrewed the lid, releasing a tempting aroma.
The thermos box contained a plate of crystal dumplings and a bowl of steamed egg, brought from the tea house Bo Xiyun often visited.
The enticing aroma filled the room, and the young man, who had slept the entire day, couldn't help but be captivated by it. He was starting to feel quite hungry.
However, as Wen Xiusen took a step toward the bedside, the cautious young man immediately went on guard. He reacted like a startled deer, even forgetting to put on his slippers, taking a few barefooted steps backward to distance himself from the man.
The young man was exceptionally vigilant, not forgetting the moment when Wen Xiusen had mentioned the pain in his thighs.
"What's wrong?" Bo Xiyun asked, his tone sharp. He couldn't help but recall the marks that adorned not only his thighs but also his fair neck, his delicate Adam's apple, his slender upper arms, and even his unseen pale back, all bearing the lingering traces of last night's activities.
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Tn: I edited it with Quillbot as usual but this seems weird. The tone is a bit too...
I should stop using Quillbot then