Boss Lu: A reborn life is destined to be without regrets!
Chapter 80 - 74. Who else travels in brocade robes at night

Chapter 80: 74. Who else travels in brocade robes at night

Fortunately, the next day was a Saturday.

When Lu Jincheng woke up, groggy, he only felt a slight numbness in his right arm as several strands of soft, long black curls danced near his nose.

A slight movement and it tickled.

Yesterday, not a bit of energy was left at the end, and Mou Keyan only remembered the last few scenes before she closed her eyes.

They were hugging each other, contented, limbs pressed together, foreheads touching, their breaths mingling unavoidably.

He talked about the next phase of live streaming plans, and she listened intently, chin in hand.

He opened the data sent by the studio, and her eyes were filled with stars.

They chatted idly about the future like this, until they both fell asleep.

The sunlight seeped through the curtains, the senior sister was still not awake.

Her face in the light was just like a porcelain doll, with fair skin so delicate, and curved eyelashes occasionally fluttering. Her lips curved slightly, hinting at how sweet her dreams must be.

She truly was exhausted.

Lu Jincheng rolled his neck, glanced at the wall clock opposite, and it was just after eight.

On regular holidays around this time, he certainly wouldn’t want to get up.

But at this moment, he felt full of vitality, an indescribable exhilaration.

Little head once again proud, he, at eighteen, seemed to have an endless supply of energy.

It felt like, indeed, his body was different.

"Hmm~"

Mou Keyan was sleeping deeply, she had a long dream.

In the dream, she tied her hair back, held a whip in her hand, and galloped recklessly across the grasslands.

The air was filled with exhilarating freedom, her gaze met only clouds and blue skies.

Only, the horse beneath her was a hot-blooded steed, temperamental and hard to control.

She tried her best to keep hold, swinging her left arm backward with the whip, her thighs and quadriceps tensing, to prevent herself from falling off.

As the wind swept by, her body moved with the horse’s leaping, like long wild grass undulating into waves.

"Da, da, da~"

The rhythm of the horse hooves grew quicker and quicker, so fast that Mou Keyan felt it was incongruent.

Why doesn’t the frequency of the horse riding in the dream match the da-da sound?

It was very strange...

No, the horse wasn’t running that fast, why were the vibrations so intense?

This was a bit unscientific.

This was totally wrong!

All these incongruities piled up, startling the groggy Mou Keyan awake instantly.

Where was the horse?

The wind?

The grassland?

Her eyes were not fully open yet, but a few rays of morning light coming through had already revealed everything.

She eagerly turned her head, and her gaze collided with Lu Jincheng’s, who was quite close with a mischievous look on his face.

"Good morning~"

"Hmm..."

The moment she saw Lu Jincheng, a tide of chaotic memories flooded the senior sister’s mind, and she realized it had all been a dream.

Her mind hadn’t yet caught up, but her body felt swollen and a slight pain, prompting an involuntary grunt from her.

Why am I still moving?

She subconsciously looked down, wanting to understand exactly what was happening.

Although she was covered with a comforter and couldn’t see anything, her body was still her own, and she knew from the feel what position she was in.

This made the senior sister’s face turn red, and she couldn’t help but raise her voice by an octave.

"Haven’t you had enough?!"

As it turned out, Mou Keyan was lying on her side, her body firmly held in Lu Jincheng’s arms, her slender legs tightly folded against his chest.

And Mr. Lu’s hand was propped on the bedsheet, his arm lifting her right leg high up.

He was teaching her to gallop as if on a horse, leaving a fist-sized gap.

"Morning exercise, don’t you like it?"

He laughed and patted the ’horse’s back’, his fingernail edge gently sliding along her spine from top to bottom, sending shivers down her body and completely waking her from her daze.

No wonder!

No wonder riding a horse in her sleep had felt so comfortable, she wanted to continue enjoying the wind, not wanting to wake up!

She suddenly realized that she wasn’t riding a horse on the grassland but was being ridden like one!

This discovery made her particularly embarrassed.

Yet there was a bit of a thrill from this new experience.

"I... don’t like it, ah!"

Mr. Lu’s sudden movement caught Mou Keyan off guard.

It was like sitting on a roller coaster that had suddenly accelerated, leaving her, just woken from sleep, gasping for air.

Luckily, lying on her side meant she didn’t have to exert herself or bear the weight of another person; all that was transferred to her was wave after wave of comfort.

The senior gradually started getting into the groove, ceasing to struggle and slowly closing her eyes.

Reliving the freedom and joy of galloping with a whip in hand from her dreams.

...

...

"Oh my god!"

The girl came out of the bathroom, drying her hair, and her damp eyes turned towards Lu Jincheng.

"What’s wrong?"

Mr. Lu was leaning against the headboard, having ordered two takeouts for breakfast.

"My phone... so many messages, I can’t even keep up."

The man’s white shirt worn on Mou Keyan, although the senior was tall and leggy, the sleeves still hung an entire length longer, adding an aspect of oversize casualness.

With one hand scrolling through the phone, she squinted her eyes and read out the interesting new messages to Lu Jincheng.

"Is the studio still signing new talents?"

In this era, aside from the secretive crypto tycoons, overt night-time flamboyance was hard to come by.

Mou Keyan’s first live stream on Douyu had made such an impact that she found herself behind an indescribable thick barrier from her ordinary classmates.

With just basic math skills, one could more or less estimate her earnings for just one night of streaming.

A plane for a hundred bucks, a rocket for five hundred.

So, what about ten aircraft?

A hundred?

A screen full of lavish gifts bombing could demolish the mental barriers people have built within themselves.

After a rigorous analysis by the studio’s data team, Mou Keyan’s exact turnover for one night reached 260,000.

Deducting the division of profits and taxes, there was still a cool 104,000 left!

Even though she would still have to share profits with the studio, she had proven the strong moneymaking capacity she developed under the incubation of the studio.

The unassuming Golden Stone studio tucked away in a corner of the school was truly awesome!

In Nanhu University, there were no shortages of beautiful women skilled in dancing.

Could it be...

If she can do it, so can I?

The flurry of private messages did not only come to Mou Keyan, Golden Stone studio’s backend received them just the same.

Wanting to make money, to become famous, wasn’t something to be ashamed of.

"I have many classmates and dance group members messaging me, wanting to join our studio too," added Mou Keyan.

Lu Jincheng just smiled and uttered three familiar words.

"Are they good-looking?"

"There are definitely some good-looking ones!" Mou Keyan pursed her lips, being realistic.

"Being good-looking is useless," Lu Jincheng shook his head, dismissively waving his hand.

"They lack your vision; now they think about joining the studio for a free meal, they’d have to queue up."

"Really?"

The girl’s eyes immediately curved into a crescent moon, her voice filled with more joy.

"I also think I have a good eye."

"No, it’s more like an excellent eye!"

She continued to go through the unread messages.

"Douyu has contacted me about a contract after the live stream, you know."

After one live stream, Mou Keyan shone like a firefly in the night, vivid and noticeable.

People from all over were seeking her out.