Hot and heavy new romance? Qiu Yi needed a moment to process. He looked completely baffled.
Lulu stared at him, jaw slack.
She finally burst out, “Dr. Fu! When did you sneak off and get a boyfriend?!”
Seriously—outside of game time, they’d never even seen Fu Changxun chat with a girl, let alone flirt with anyone.
Wait a minute…
He did have an ex-boyfriend. So he was gay. Which meant his preference was…
Lulu’s gaze slid slowly toward Dong Zi, eyes sparkling with gossip.
Even rabbits don’t poop near their burrow, and yet Dong-ge just went and scooped up the doctor from right under everyone’s noses!
“Who is it? Can you tell us?” Qiu Yi was still confused. “Do we know him?”
Lulu rolled her eyes. “Are you dumb? He’s right there!”
Qiu Yi: “?”
Fu Changxun sighed and covered his face. “Director Qiu, stop looking around. Let me formally introduce: this is my boyfriend, Dong Zi. We made it official yesterday, and we already have the blessing of both our families—meaning Xiao Xiao has given her approval.”
They were both alone in the world now. Xiao Xiao absolutely counted as family.
Qiu Yi was still reeling from the revelation, murmuring to himself, “That explains so much…”
He’d been blind. He’d completely missed all the signs.
What kind of idiot am I?!
Lulu clapped enthusiastically. “That’s great news! In-house dating is perfect—keeps things from leaking to outsiders.”
She started a trend—everyone in the office, whether stunned or thrilled, joined in the applause.
And just like that, the entire Special Affairs Office was filled with the scent of metaphorical wedding candy.
Once the personal matters were set aside, Qiu Yi shifted topics. “After the last major instance ended, I started looking into civilian player organizations—and found a lot.”
He handed the printed documents to the two of them. “The guy we ran into, Working Stiff? He’s actually the head of the largest civilian organization. He never even tried to hide it.”
Dong Zi took the papers and flipped through them.
Fu Changxun leaned over to look. Glancing over Dagong’s personal profile, he found it so minimal it could be summed up in a single line:
School, dropped out, odd jobs, fired.
Then came the game. And once inside, he skyrocketed to fame, standing out like a comet streaking through the night sky.
Dong Zi flipped through the thin stack of paper, then suddenly asked, “Director Qiu, aren’t you being a little too blatant looking into him like this…? Doesn’t this count as a violation of a citizen’s privacy?”
Qiu Yi waved a hand dismissively. “Everything here is publicly available—stuff he put out himself. It doesn’t count as private information. As for what he’s actually hiding… honestly, even if we mobilized the entire Special Affairs Office, I doubt we’d find it.”
He took a sip of tea. “At the end of the day, the guy’s just that good.”
“True. Compared to the general public, we’re already working pretty damn hard. But next to Dagong, we’ve barely scratched the surface. Look, he just got out of one instance and has already gone back in.” Fu Changxun pointed to a livestream window. “He can’t even be bothered to use a stealth item, and still, no one dares mess with him.”
The livestream showed Dagong and Zhang Feifei. They looked exactly the same as they had in the last instance, striding around with zero disguise, casually chatting with other players.
They didn’t care about being recognized. They knew they were safe—even in the real world.
In contrast… the Special Affairs Office…
Fu Changxun silently turned away.
The Special Affairs Office looked especially outclassed—couldn’t even keep up with civilian groups.
Qiu Yi buried his face in his thermos, pretending not to see a thing.
