I Went Viral After Dating a Superstar-Chapter 16 Suspicion

The perfect day ended just like that.

Mu Qianli watched the video the paparazzi had taken. It was all footage of Zhou Mubai hugging and cuddling with a woman on the street, and that woman was unmistakably Lin Huahua.

Taking a deep breath, Mu Qianli watched as Zhou Mubai wrapped his arms around Lin Huahua on the busy street, kissed her outright, and as Lin Huahua giggled shyly, he persisted, pushing her against a telephone pole, and started kissing her incessantly.

"How much?" she asked in the video.

The paparazzi responded, "With such explosive content, at least one million."

That was an outright rip-off.

But Mu Qianli knew these people shouldn’t be offended, so she could only smile and say, "That’s too expensive. We were planning to go public with Mu Bai’s relationship in a while anyway. Give me a discount, huh? Zhou Mubai really is too expensive to maintain, and I don’t feel like dealing with him anymore. He probably won’t pay for this himself and will expect me to fork out the cash. If I really buy this, I won’t bother with any future incidents."

Listening to this, the paparazzi said, "Okay, Sister Qianli, you’ve had a tough time. I’ve followed Mu Bai for a long time and know you two were close in the past. You’ve been having some issues lately, so here, take it for 800,000. I can’t go any lower."

"Alright, you’re the best. I’ll take you out to dinner when we have the time."

Mu Qianli sent the video directly to Zhou Mubai.

Then she walked to her desk, poured herself a full glass of mineral water, and had gulped down half of it when Zhou Mubai’s call came through.

"What are you trying to do, sending me this?"

"The paparazzi asked for a million, you paying or Lin Huahua?"

"..."

Zhou Mubai’s voice deepened, "Asking for so much, why doesn’t he just rob a bank?"

"Think about it. If this gets out, what would your losses be? You currently have twelve endorsements, three variety shows under you, and a drama in negotiation. Of course, you also have the option to go public with your relationship. But you surely understand what consequences that entails. The last one who did it, Mo Chen, went silent for a full three years. He lost millions of fans overnight and only gradually bounced back. If you can handle that, go ahead and make it public. I’m indifferent either way."

"Fine, I’ll... I’ll ask Huahua."

"Right, she’s so wealthy, even Fruit Platform gives her face. What’s another million to her? Plus, if she’s not aware of these rules, you better tell her. In this circle, the paparazzi either don’t work at all or they make enough for an entire year in one go. You can’t blame anyone else if you’re not careful. Remember, don’t forget tomorrow’s New Year party for ’People’ magazine."

Having said that, Mu Qianli hung up the phone.

An hour later, he finally transferred the one million.

Mu Qianli snorted, gave the paparazzi the 800,000, and sent a separate red envelope of 20,000 just for him. Thinking about what to do with the remaining 20,000, she decided to buy herself a nice bag to carry to the party tomorrow.

The party took place as scheduled, and Mu Qianli arrived at the entrance of Zhou Mubai’s house.

"Zhou Mubai, you need two hours to get ready. Have you woken up? Hurry up and start putting on makeup."

The door opened, and there stood Lin Huahua, wearing Zhou Mubai’s pajamas, facing Mu Qianli.

"Mu Qianli, you’ve got some nerve coming here. How much did you pay the paparazzi last night?"

"What are you implying." How dare Zhou Mubai brazenly bring Lin Huahua to his home?

"I did some digging on that paparazzi. He clearly took 800,000 from you, but you told me it was a million. You sure are greedy. Where did that 200,000 go?"

Mu Qianli let out a mocking laugh and looked at Lin Huahua as if she were the lady of the house interrogating her.