"Green tea, directing and starring herself, didn't expect Fu Siyu to come out and refute the rumors in person, right? Deserved a slap in the face. Let's see if that hurts your pretty face."
"Am I the only one focused on Fu Siyu's wardrobe? This is the master's personal customization; just this closet full of clothes could probably buy my life."
The speculation about the suit was effortlessly debunked, and the direction of online public opinion shifted that quickly; one second, netizens were cursing Fu Siyu, and the next, they turned to curse Fang Yuan.
Fu Siyu closed the news without looking further.
At that moment, Shu Wan sent him a message, "Wanna play a game?"
"Sure."
Fu Siyu quickly came online and, seeing the team, felt a moment of disappointment.
He had thought it would be a duo queue, but there was Fu Yang in the team as well.
Fu Siyu joined the team, and at first, didn't notice anything amiss until Shu Wan could hardly suppress a chuckle, "What's with your name?"
