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At this moment, it’s past seven in the morning, and Qin Tian is still in a daze of sleep. When he hears Murong Fei shouting ”something’s happened,” he wakes up instantly.

Indeed, now there might be some incident, after all, both Dahe and Skull could potentially strike War Dragon hard.

Worried that something might happen to War Dragon, Qin Tian quickly sits up in bed, gets down, and opens the door: ”What’s happened?”

Murong Fei is standing at the door, ready to continue knocking. She sees Qin Tian’s bedroom door opening directly, and a gust carrying a masculine scent rushes towards Qin Tian!

Qin Tian stands in front of Murong Fei wearing only a pair of shorts!

”Ah~ You, you...”

Murong Fei quickly covers her eyes with her hand and points at Qin Tian’s crotch, feeling extremely shy.

”Damn, was I sleeping naked last night?”

Startled, Qin Tian sees Murong Fei’s reaction and thinks he’s wearing nothing. He quickly looks down.

”Come on, I’m wearing boxers, aren’t I? What’s wrong with you?” Qin Tian says, feeling helpless.

”You’re running around in your underwear, how shameless!” Murong Fei responds.

Qin Tian rolls his eyes: ”I’m not running around; I’m standing in my bedroom, right? Ugh, I’m wearing pants, and you’re shy?”

”I’m not used to it; it’s so embarrassing. You’re wearing just underwear from head to toe...”

”Uh, is that embarrassing? Let me ask you, when you watch the Olympics, which male swimmer isn’t just wearing underwear? Aren’t the male divers just as explosive?”

”You... what kind of logic is that...”

Qin Tian’s counter-question leaves Murong Fei speechless.

Indeed, the athletes participating in swimming and diving competitions don’t wear much more than Qin Tian now, and she’s used to seeing them, so why is she nervous about Qin Tian dressed this way?

Just when Murong Fei hasn’t returned to her senses, Qin Tian chuckles and throws a little jab: ”Besides, you slept in the same bed with me dressed like this; you should be used to it, huh.”

”Pervert!”

Murong Fei rolls her eyes at Qin Tian and says, ”Now, on to serious matters: you’re famous. Look at this.”

Qin Tian now notices that Murong Fei is holding a newspaper in her left hand and hands it to Qin Tian.

”Damn, Entertainment Daily? What does this have to do with me?”

Qin Tian feels completely clueless. Then he unfolds the newspaper and at first glance sees his own image on the front page headline!

”What?”

Qin Tian is momentarily stunned and confused.

It’s the photo from yesterday when Qin Tian made a bet with Xie Yuwei at the airport, several photos in total, showing the group standing next to the ATM machine, and Qin Tian was captured perfectly.

”Mysterious Tycoon Slaps Down Showoff Xie Yuwei, Dazhong Company’s Image Shattered...”

Qin Tian reads the headline and coughs dryly.

In addition to the headline, the content mostly describes yesterday’s confrontation between Qin Tian and Xie Yuwei on the plane, their bet with each other, and how Qin Tian’s billions in savings embarrassingly defeated Xie Yuwei.

”Damn, there was an entertainment reporter among those witnesses yesterday? Damn it.”

Qin Tian didn’t expect the entire process to be captured by a reporter and to be on the front page of Beijing’s Entertainment Daily today.

This issue has grown big.

However, Qin Tian is secretly glad that the incident yesterday at the sewage treatment plant with the siblings wasn’t caught on camera, or he’d be dealing with the police now.

”I wondered who had the nerve to discriminate and humiliate you; turns out it’s Dazhong Company’s Xie Yuwei. You really are bothering with this woman. Well, now Xie Yuwei takes advantage of the situation, making the headlines and you became famous too.”

Murong Fei says from the side.

Qin Tian asks, ”Do you know this Xie Yuwei?”

Murong Fei answers, ”I haven’t met her, but I often see her on entertainment shows and magazines. She’s a well-known flaunter, with all her boyfriends being male models, constantly using male celebrities for hype, trying to break into the entertainment industry, investing in movies and TV series, but her reputation isn’t good. So she’s never been famous. Haha, you’ve helped her become famous.”

”Sigh, I thought it was something important, but it’s just this. Making a fuss over nothing.”

Qin Tian yawns, turns around directly back to his room, ”It’s past seven, I’ll sleep a bit more.”

”Lazy pig. I slept later than you, got up earlier today, and you still sleep!”

Watching Qin Tian go back to sleep, Murong Fei smiles angrily.

Qin Tian originally thought getting on the newspaper was a trivial matter.

But he still underestimated the power of internet media.

Around nine in the morning, as Qin Tian was just waking up, Murong Fei was already cultivating in the bedroom.

Qin Tian walks into Murong Fei’s bedroom, watching her meditating and cultivating on the bed, feeling quite gratified.

But right at that moment, Qin Tian senses something flashing outside the window.

”Damn, there’s someone on the tree opposite, taking photos!”

Qin Tian sees, outside the villa’s fence on a big tree branch, a man wearing a baseball cap, holding a DSLR and snapping away towards Qin Tian!

Since Murong Fei likes fresh air, the curtains are open, so most corners of the bedroom are captured by this man!

”Paparazzi!?”

Seeing the man’s attire, Qin Tian immediately reacts, frowning tightly. He didn’t expect the paparazzi to be so insane, actually perching on the tree outside their villa for covert shots, damn it, so dedicated!

Moreover, how the hell did these people find out he lives here?

Qin Tian can’t figure it out, but he doesn’t have time to ponder now; he wants to go out and catch this paparazzi, at least delete those photos.

If their private life is exposed by such entertainment reporters, combined with his ”mysterious tycoon” hype in Entertainment Daily, Qin Tian wouldn’t be able to avoid fame anymore.

At the moment, Qin Tian doesn’t say much, swiftly jumping down to the second floor, preparing to rush out of the villa to catch the paparazzi.

But as soon as he charges out the door, he is dumbfounded.

In front of the villa gate, there are seven or eight cars, each car accompanied by cameras pointing long and short lenses at the villa door.

The moment Qin Tian opens the door and steps out, the reporters immediately start snapping ”ka-ka-ka” in a chaotic burst, and then a swarm of journalists rush towards Qin Tian with microphones, bombarding him with questions:

”Mr. Qin Tian, yesterday you ostentatiously flaunted at the airport, what was your intention? Just couldn’t stand Miss Xie Yuwei’s flaunting?”

”Mr. Qin Tian, we found out that this villa is registered under a woman named ’Murong Fei.’ Is Ms. Murong Fei your wife?”