CHAPTER 411: CHAPTER 234 THANKS

Even though Shu Wan and Fu Yang had appeared on the variety show together before, Fu Siyu also made an appearance, but he and Fu Yang seemed naturally incompatible, as if they were from different worlds.

Now, with Fu Yang at the center of controversy, everyone was eager to distance themselves from him, yet it was Fu Siyu, an unlikely ally, who ended up co-live streaming with him, sparking irresistible curiosity.

As soon as the live stream with Fu Yang and Fu Siyu started, the attention on Pei Yong’s parents dwindled rapidly, and not even a minute in, nearly everyone who received the live stream notification flocked to Fu Yang’s channel.

In the live stream room, Fu Siyu and Fu Yang sat on opposite sides of the sofa, one in a suit, the other in a simple black sweatshirt.

The atmosphere remained as awkward and silent as ever; it was so quiet that the occasional chirping of birds outside could be heard in the stream.

"Hahaha isn’t this a joint live stream? Why are you sitting so far apart? Do you two even know each other?"

"Who understands how visually pleasing this scene is for my eyes?? It’s not the first time I’ve seen Fu Siyu and Lin Yang, and I’m still amazed at how handsome they are, whoo whoo whoo, who gets to have men like these??!!"

"It’s an eye-opener to see Fu Siyu and Lin Yang live streaming together. What is their relationship?? Relatives?"

The barrage of comments in the live stream room flew by so fast that it was almost impossible to read what everyone was writing.

Fu Yang was quiet on the side, while Fu Siyu shifted closer to the center of the camera, "We’re live streaming today mainly to clarify the incident at the basketball court."

Fu Siyu’s statement only made the viewers more confused.

"Why are you clarifying this, what’s your relationship with Lin Yang? Relatives?"

Fu Siyu didn’t respond to the viewers’ questions. Instead, he looked into the camera, "Pei Yong originally has a blood disorder, which is why he bled so much, because his blood couldn’t clot."

After saying this, Fu Siyu further explained, "As for the accusation of intentional harm, we have obtained the full surveillance footage. Before getting on the ambulance, there were no signs of cuts on Pei Yong’s body, yet they were found after he was admitted to the hospital.

The implication was clear: somebody had tampered with him in the ambulance; the razor blades weren’t planted by Fu Yang.

"All evidence has been handed over to the lawyers, so please stop," Fu Siyu paused, "the online assault on Lin Yang. If there are still rumors being spread, Guangyu Group’s legal affairs will pursue responsibility."

"??? No matter what the truth is, I’m more curious as to why Lin Yang’s father isn’t the one speaking out. Why is Fu Siyu stepping up for him? So strange."

"He’s so handsome, I haven’t even understood what Fu Siyu said up till now. I feel like just looking at him makes me grow ten years younger. Is it still possible for me to get a divorce?"

"I understood it; does it mean someone framed Lin Yang??? Seriously? Cutting a leukemia patient with a razor, that’s literally life-threatening. That’s outrageous."

Winning the battle of public opinion is challenging because it’s intangible, yet it can also be easily swayed.

For instance, now that Fu Siyu, a business legend revered by many as the head of Guangyu Group, has appeared, he brought with him a sense of trust—as if anything he says must be the truth.

He used his influence to push the controversy back into the spotlight and use a bigger wave of attention to defeat the previous negative implications.

Even though many people still had doubts, the previously one-sided trend had been turned around.

Now that things had been clarified, what followed would be handled by the legal department. Fu Siyu was ready to end the live stream, but the viewers vehemently protested his closing.

After all, Fu Siyu rarely appeared in public, and this year he had appeared more frequently. Such a legendary figure, and an undeniably handsome one too, was live streaming for the first time and everyone didn’t want to let him go.

It was a perfect time to rally support, and although Fu Siyu didn’t like live streaming, he decided to stay, "Let’s continue for another fifteen minutes."

However, as someone who had never dealt with live streaming, let alone hosting one, he had no idea what to do.

So, Fu Siyu turned to Fu Yang, "Come here."

Fu Yang looked up at Fu Siyu, and although he didn’t want to deal with him, he had come to support him today after all. Fu Yang moved a little closer to Fu Siyu, "What is it?"

"You’ve made some progress in calligraphy recently, right? Write a few characters for everyone to see."

"......"

Considering Fu Siyu’s age of 28 and his astonishingly handsome face, Fu Yang seldom felt as if they were from different generations.

However, Fu Yang never expected that Fu Siyu would share the same hobby as the middle-aged men in the family, which was making their children perform their talents publicly.

Gross!!

Fu Yang reluctantly said, "What’s there to see?"

[Hahaha, why does it feel like a dad taking his son scenario, so funny, Lin Yang’s face is all wrinkled like bitter melon skin.]

[Why do I feel like I’m seeing my dad, always making me perform in front of others, ugh, it’s suffocating.]

[Please forgive me, but Lin Yang’s face makes it seem like his calligraphy would be terrible...]

Although Fu Yang was very reluctant, Fu Siyu had solved such a big problem for him, and it was just a small embarrassment, he was still willing to indulge Fu Siyu.

So, in front of thousands of viewers in the livestream, Fu Yang picked up a pen and wrote a few lines on the paper.

He used a brush, and everyone initially thought he would write ancient poetry, but when Fu Yang finished, everyone was stunned.

Fu Yang wrote, "Qingcheng movies are great to watch, please support generously."

Fu Yang’s calligraphy was learned from Shu Wan, and both the shapes and the rhymes of the characters bore Shu Wan’s influences.

But being young and bold, his characters were more expressive, and his foundational strokes lacked the profound depth of Shu Wan, appearing somewhat floaty.

Yet, this floatiness had its own youthful vigor, as if each stroke were expanding outwardly, embracing freedom.

[It looks great!! Lin Yang’s writing is actually so beautiful!!! Shocked.]

[Have you all forgotten that Lin Yang used to be a top scorer in his exams? Just because he’s handsome doesn’t mean you should overlook that he’s a superb student. Isn’t it normal for nerds to have good handwriting?]

Seeing the barrage of compliments on screen, Fu Yang’s ears turned red. He instinctively looked towards Fu Siyu and saw Fu Siyu nodding at him, his eyes carrying a hint of light approval.

Fu Yang blushed and impulsively gathered up the written characters, "Time’s up, end the stream, end the stream, I need to sleep, you should leave now."

With that, Fu Yang directly reached out to close the livestream, leaving everyone confused.

People reflected on tonight’s livestream, amazed by Fu Yang’s calligraphy, then suddenly realized something crucial—Fu Siyu hadn’t responded to the most important question! What exactly was the relationship between him and Fu Yang?!

At that moment, in the bedroom of the Estate, Fu Yang felt very uncomfortable, "Don’t make me perform anything in front of others next time, what era is this, still having such greasy parents."

"I just wanted to remind everyone of Shu Wan’s calligraphy through you, you’re thinking too much," Fu Siyu threw cold water on his declaration.

"...." A weird flicker of disappointment crossed Fu Yang’s mind, "Oh, that’s good then."

"Alright, you better rest early too."

Even though Fu Yang didn’t say it, Fu Siyu knew that Fu Yang hadn’t slept well the night before.

"Oh."

Fu Siyu tidied up some things and walked towards the door, almost stepping out, when Fu Yang suddenly spoke up from behind, "Dad."

"Mm," Fu Siyu responded.

"Thanks."

There was a slight shift in Fu Siyu’s gaze, and the corners of his mouth lifted a little, "Mm."

He strode out, casually closing the door behind him, but he didn’t head directly back to his room. Instead, he turned left and went to Shu Wan’s room.