CHAPTER 104: CHAPTER 104: SURPRISE LIVESTREAM! WHY IS PRESIDENT SINCLAIR HERE?

As Blake Sinclair hugged her tightly, Holly still thought it was a dream.

She couldn’t believe it, so she poked the man’s arm. The real touch confirmed to her that the person in front of her was real.

Blake Sinclair released her slightly and took her hand, placing it on his chest, "It’s me."

Her heart was pounding fiercely. Holly couldn’t tell if the intense heartbeat sound was coming from her body or Blake Sinclair’s.

But at this moment, she didn’t want to think about it. The person she was missing a second ago appeared before her eyes now, and her excitement drowned out all rationality.

Holly stood on tiptoe, wrapped her arms around his neck, looking joyful, "Why are you here? Didn’t you say you had something to do and could only come the day after tomorrow?"

Blake Sinclair lifted her waist, letting her rely on him.

He teased, his warm breath brushing against her ear: "Teacher Holly is so outstanding, I had to come support you in person."

Holly glanced at him, "Did you watch the live stream?"

Talking about tonight’s live stream, she still felt a bit anxious.

Holly pursed her lips. After she finished speaking, Jack Jenson looked particularly bad. She had publicly confronted the show crew in front of so many viewers, and though it felt good, she couldn’t help but worry about the consequences.

Thinking about it was indeed a bit helpless. Obviously, they were wrong, she just told the truth, but as a result, now she’s worried whether it will poorly affect others.

"Is everyone online scolding me? Did what I said just now come off too sharp, and now they’re all criticizing me..."

As Holly spoke, she became less confident and unknowingly clutched his collar tightly.

"No, everyone is praising you."

Holly clearly didn’t believe him, "Really?"

Seeing this, Blake Sinclair directly took out his phone, opened Weibo, and showed it to her.

On the screen, there were full pages of "Sister is so cool," "Let China walk into the world," "Chinese ceramics," "Supporting Holly," and many Keramos University students thanking Holly for making people rediscover Chinese ceramics.

As Holly looked, her eyes welled up.

She didn’t expect her words would give everyone such strength.

"There’s no need to exaggerate, I was only saying a little bit, the netizens have too much of a filter on me."

"It’s not the filter! You’re genuinely this excellent."

Blake Sinclair reached out to wipe the moisture from her eyes, "They only saw your goodness today, while I was luckier, discovering you earlier, owning you."

He said this as he gently bumped her forehead. As their foreheads touched and their gazes met, the deep affection in his eyes was evident.

"Holly, in the future, do whatever you want, say whatever you want, I’m here for anything, you don’t need to be afraid."

Holly felt her heart warming at his words, traced circles on his chest, teasing him, "Mr. Sinclair is being domineering?"

"Does Mrs. Sinclair like it?"

"Just a little bit."

That familiar phrase again.

Seeing Holly deliberately turning her head away, Blake Sinclair’s eyes darkened, he bent over, picked her up horizontally, and walked toward the bedroom.

"What are you doing?" Holly exclaimed, quickly wrapped her arms around his neck.

"It seems Teacher Holly has high standards for dominance, so I have to try a bit harder to make you fall for it."

The bright moon hung high, reflected on the embracing couple, love intertwined, their hearts drawing closer.

The room was full of unmeltable sweetness.

The show "Success" became a hot topic overnight due to Holly’s remarks during the live stream. Several related topics broke a billion views, with the platform’s reservation numbers skyrocketing tens of millions of times.

The producers and the production team discussed strategies throughout the night. They decided to leverage the momentum of traditional culture, readjusting the tone of the show.

Meanwhile, to capitalize on the buzz Holly caused, they decided, under the guise of meeting audience expectations, to start the live stream early the next day.

At seven in the morning, the live stream started on time, and shortly after, a large wave of viewers poured into the stream room, with bullet comments rolling in thick and fast:

[Wow, starting the broadcast so early today? Breakfast is ready!]

[I hope the crew won’t mess up this time and treat the guests well!]

[I heard there’s a mysterious guest today?]

[Just saw Shannon Yarrow’s fans posting teasers, probably her. Jack Jenson has left, I can’t wait to see the two beautiful ladies together.]

[What is the crew doing? Surprise live stream?]

The production team was thrilled watching the soaring online numbers, with bullet comments rolling across the screen more frequently, staff briefly summarized the live content beside them.

Seeing the barrage of knocking prompts, they didn’t dally and took the camera to Holly’s room door, gently knocked, "Teacher Holly, have you woken up? We’re starting the live stream."

The barrage became even livelier.

[I hear footsteps! Does it feel like Holly hasn’t woken up yet?]

[After last night’s encounter, Holly Crowe has become the goddess of us Keramos University students, the guardian goddess!]

[Upstairs, you have no chance! What do you have to compete with Blake Sinclair? Besides being young, you have nothing!]

[Um, everyone, I think I just heard a man’s voice in the room, could it be.....]

Almost simultaneously, the room door opened.

In the camera lens, Blake Sinclair’s face suddenly appeared.

He was wearing a blue silk pajama set, the collar slightly open, his hair a bit messy, and when he saw the camera outside the door, he unconsciously frowned, his eyes holding a hint of displeasure.

Instantly, the bullet comments in the livestream paused for a few seconds, then erupted in a frenzy!

[Oh my, oh my, oh my, why is Blake Sinclair here?]

[Ahhh, lift the YanQu ship flag high! Real couples are the best! This is what I should be watching!]

[Behind President Sinclair’s collar! That red mark on his neck! Could it be! Could it be!]

[Sis, you must be using a microscope to see that!]

[It’s too early for such R-rated content, I’m blushing, hehe~ maybe I should pay a bit, feeling guilty here, hehe~ what a risqué sight~]

[Sis, I can hear your laughter through the screen~!]

The show crew didn’t anticipate this situation, they were instantly bewildered, the camera in their hands started trembling, not knowing whether to continue or shut off the livestream.

Just then, footsteps sounded from within the room, and a woman’s sleepy, dazed voice accompanied it, "Blake Sinclair, where did you throw my clothes yesterday? You...."

Before she finished speaking, Holly walked out from behind Blake Sinclair.

In the livestream camera, she was wearing the same pajamas as Blake Sinclair, her hair casually draped over her shoulders, her sleepy eyes widened instantly upon seeing the camera, and the rest of her words got stuck in her throat.

But the camera only lingered for a second, before anyone could take a closer look, Blake Sinclair reacted, reached out to block the lens, and pulled Holly behind him with his other hand.

"Bang"

The door was closed, leaving only the viewers in the chat going wild:

[They did it! Definitely did it! [smoking JPG]]

[Ahhh, show crew, I demand you pry the door open right now! We’ll crowdfund whatever it costs!]

[Why close the door? We’re all of the same race, what’s wrong with a little color? What’s wrong?]

[I really want to kneel down and beg myself to stop shipping them! Just heard from connections that President Sinclair flew in overnight yesterday. He must have watched the livestream and came to support Holly!]

[If I don’t ship real couples, what do I ship? Do it! Do it big for me!]

[Adding to the connections. Heard President Sinclair paid the show crew to ensure last night’s livestream footage is aired uncut! Oh mama, I believe in love again.]

[Am I the only one who noticed that they’re wearing couple pajamas, President Sinclair not wearing a suit in private being so boyish? His hairstyle is so typical boy-next-door, you wouldn’t guess he’s thirty!]

The atmosphere in the livestream was heated, with chatter getting more and more excited, the bullet comments almost losing control, while some sensible fans were criticizing the show crew for "not respecting guest privacy".

Watching the warnings popping up in the backend, the show crew promptly stopped the livestream before their account got banned.

In the room, Holly didn’t expect such a scene so early in the morning.

Her head was all confused.

She couldn’t even recall what she just said.

Blake Sinclair handed her a cup of water, Holly took it in a daze, "Blake, what do we do? How are we explaining your appearance here?"

Blake Sinclair raised an eyebrow, glanced at her, unfazed, "Mrs. Sinclair, we’re a legitimate couple, what’s there to misunderstand about me being in my wife’s room."

Holly caught the teasing in his words, her face flushed red, she looked down and took a sip of water.

At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she saw the red mark on Blake Sinclair’s neck, she put the cup down, pounced on him and pulled his collar open.

Blake Sinclair didn’t react at first, held her waist and chuckled softly, "Holly, it’s still morning, you..."

"This, this, this...." Holly pointed at the red mark, looking up and wailing, "Oh no! Oh no! Why didn’t you button up just now? This definitely got filmed! Now everyone knows.."

Blake Sinclair paused for a moment, looking at Holly, almost burying her head in the sofa, with a doting smile.

One was covering her face in embarrassment, the other full of affection, while the web was already in an uproar over this livestream clip.

The YanQu CP fan group edited the livestream clip with music and slow motion, and in just an hour it became a hot topic on short video platforms.

Meanwhile, a silver business car was traveling down the road.

Shannon Yarrow sat in the backseat, watching the screenful of pink bubble videos on her phone, unconsciously gripping it tighter, a flash of gloom in her eyes.

The assistant next to her noticed her expression wasn’t right, quietly reminded, "Shannon, we’re arriving at The Celadon Town this afternoon, maybe you should rest a bit first."

Shannon put away her phone, looking up with her usual gentle demeanor, "Alright, thank you for your hard work."

The assistant helped her adjust the seatback.

Shannon closed her eyes, her mind filled with the scene of Holly and Blake Sinclair interacting in the video, her nails quietly digging into her palm...