I was criticized on a dating reality show, but I retaliated and became an internet sensation.

Suite 301.

Shu Zi grew angrier the more she thought about it. She rolled over in bed, phone in hand, her fingers flying across the screen.

A little girl: "Go ahead and hold the meeting!"

A little girl: "Can you button it up properly?!"

After sending the message, she tossed her phone aside, crossed her arms, and glared angrily at the ceiling.

Not only did he not button his shirt properly, but he also let someone take a picture of him without his consent, and then the picture was posted in a group chat, which she then saw.

None of that matters. The problem is that he was wearing a black shirt! Her favorite black shirt, which she never wears earlier or later, but she had to wear it when she wasn't around, when she couldn't see or touch it.

Who are you trying to seduce?

About two minutes later, my phone vibrated.

A certain Mr. Gu, a scoundrel: "It's hot."

Shu Zi stared at that word and sat up in bed in anger.

Hot? Hot my foot! How hot could it be in a meeting room? Is the air conditioner just for show?

Besides, does heat justify unbuttoning clothes so easily? Does heat justify taking photos and posting them in group chats? Does heat justify her swallowing her saliva while looking at the screen all this time?!

She took a deep breath, held her phone up to her eyes, and started typing rapidly:

A little girl said, "If you're hot, go stay in the fridge!!!"

A little girl said: "Can't you be a little more considerate of your surroundings in public?!"

She knocked more and more enthusiastically, completely unaware that the suite door had been opened.

Gu Yan entered, glanced at the closed door to the master bedroom, and saw that his phone was still vibrating.

He glanced down at the screen—

Nuobao: "Can't you at least uphold male virtues?!"

Nuobao: "Can't you have some self-awareness?!"

He chuckled softly and typed two words on the screen.

A certain scoundrel surnamed Gu: "Open the door."

Shu Zi didn't react yet, still engrossed in typing: "What door are you talking about! Open it yourself! Don't you have hands?!"

Gu Yan stopped looking at his phone, put his things on the coffee table, walked to the master bedroom door, and knocked twice.

"Nuonuo".

The noise inside stopped instantly.

Shu Zi looked up in a daze, staring at the door for two seconds.

What's going on? She thinks she heard Gu Yan's voice? Has he come back to life?

She hesitated for two seconds, then got out of bed, walked over, and opened the door.

The moment the door opened, a glimpse of a collarbone hit her eyes first.

She slowly raised her head and met Gu Yan's smiling gaze.

Shu Zi: "..."

She gripped the doorknob, frozen in place, staring at the person who should have been working overtime at the company, her mind going blank for two seconds.

"...Why are you back?"

Gu Yan leaned against the door frame, looking at her still dazed expression, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

He waved his phone, raising an eyebrow: "Wasn't someone urging me to come back?"

Shu Zi stubbornly retorted, "...Who rushed me!"

She looked away: "Didn't you say you weren't going back?"

"Yeah, I wasn't going to reply."

His gaze fell on her slightly reddened earlobes, and he lowered his voice:

"Later, someone messaged me telling me to button up my clothes, and I felt it was necessary to explain in person."

He paused, looking into her eyes: "Just how hot is it?"

Shu Zi: "..."

Her ears instantly burned, and she reached out to close the door.

"Now that you've explained, I understand. You can leave."

Gu Yan braced his hand against the door, looked down at her, and chuckled softly, "Have you eaten?"

Shu Zi was taken aback by his sudden turn of events, and her hand stopped moving: "...I ate it."

"What did you eat?"

"hot pot."

"Are you full?"

I'm full.

He nodded: "That's good, I haven't eaten yet."

Shu Zi was taken aback for a moment: "Huh?"

He looked at her bewildered expression, chuckled, and said nothing more.

The next second, he reached out and grabbed her waist, pulling her a step into the room before closing the door behind him.

【The door is closed?! What time is it? Why is it closed already?!】

[Wait, is this true? Did I see solid evidence? Are they even going to stop acting?!]

[Ughhhhh, is this something I can even hear?! That door-closing motion is way too practiced! This is practically a late-night show, folks!]

[You two are being way too blatant! Besides, I'm not an outsider, what's wrong with letting me see from the outside!]

[Gu Yan: I haven't eaten yet. Shu Zi: Huh? Audience: Are you sure you just want to eat???]

Sisters, this isn't just a clandestine affair, it's a perfectly legitimate wedding night!

[Director Liu, I sincerely have a suggestion: the cameras in the guests' rooms should be changed so that guests can only turn them off themselves after 11 PM! Guests should not be allowed to turn them off at other times! Otherwise, deduct three packs of snacks from their license!!!]

[The comment upstairs is quite pointed, isn't it, Gu Yanshu (smiling)]

[Trending topics predicted: #GuYanShuZiHaveSecretTalksBehindClosedDoor#, #GuYanHasNotEated#, #IsThisFoodRespectful#]

As this netizen predicted, the Weibo trending topics reached the top three.

Countless netizens flocked to the live stream in the living room of room 301, causing the live stream to crash.

The image freezes on the last frame: the tightly closed door.

The comments section exploded instantly.

[What?! Server, you're so fragile! You failed me at the crucial moment!]

[Where's the tech guy?! Time to work overtime! He's not leaving until it's fixed tonight!]

I suspect that Gu Yan hacked the server to prevent others from seeing his wife (just kidding)

[The 301 livestream crashed, but Fang Yutong's livestream next door is still going strong. What do you call that? You call the world's inconsistency.]

[Wait a minute, where's Fang Yutong? She's not in her room either. What mischief has she been up to this time?]

[No one knows, who cares about her?]

[Director Liu: I spent so much money on the server, and it crashed the moment you two shut it down? Are you two router killers?]

[Technical department is urgently repairing... Repair progress: 0%. Netizen anger level: 100000%.]

I order you to open the door immediately! Otherwise, I'll kneel down and beg you!

In the monitoring room, Director Liu was leisurely sipping goji berry water from a thermos, trying to calm his mind, which had been battered and bruised that night.

He was just about to enjoy tonight's "warm bedtime segment" when he watched helplessly as the screen went black, the data traffic spiked instantly, and then the live stream completely shut down.

"puff--"

He spat out a mouthful of goji berry water, nearly throwing his thermos. "What's going on?!"

He jumped up, his chair sliding back half a meter. "Technical team! Where's the technical team?!"

The tech guy, sweating profusely, typed furiously on his keyboard, his voice filled with despair:

"Director Liu, the traffic to live stream room 301 is too high, the server can't handle it, it crashed."

Director Liu: "..."

He remained silent for a full three seconds, then spoke with an incredulous expression:

"I spent 800,000 yuan on this server, and it can't even withstand those two shutting down a single broken door?!"