Dating the Heartthrob Superstar
Chapter 91: Lin Qin’s Birthday

Chapter 91: Chapter 91: Lin Qin’s Birthday

Chapter 91: Lin Qin’s Birthday

The production team of "We Are Together" pulled out all the stops for this live-stream, even employing aerial drones.

So, as the broadcast began, the first thing that appeared on screen was a sweeping aerial view of the entire villa. The host’s voice-over accompanied the shot, introducing, "This time, the location for the livestream was generously provided by Meng. Meng said this villa is one of his properties in the capital, and he insists we express our gratitude for his kindness."

As the host finished explaining, the drone gradually zoomed in closer, shifting from the macro view of the luxurious villa to intimate details. At this point, viewers could hear faint footsteps approaching from the distance.

Soon, the garden gate opened, and Meng appeared before the audience dressed casually.

With his tall frame, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and long legs, his entrance instantly triggered a flood of rodent-like squeals on the livestream’s comment section.

The camera switched to a regular one, and Meng greeted the viewers casually, "Good morning, everyone."

The cameraman, who doubled as a questioner, asked, "Where’s Mr. Lin?"

"Qinqin is still sleeping." Meng answered casually, oblivious to the chaos this remark sparked in the comment section, before leading the cameraman into the villa.

[Wait wait wait wait wait!!!! Did I just hear right? Meng called Lin Qin ’Qinqin’!]

[No, you misheard. It was ’baby,’ not ’Qinqin.’]

[You’re all missing the point!! Meng calling Lin Xiaotu so affectionately...I already have countless NSFW scenarios running wild in my head!]

[Here, take my pen. Make sure to write them all down!!]

[You’re all focusing on the wrong thing! Isn’t the real point that Lin Xiaotu is still sleeping? And in Meng’s villa, no less! What does this imply about what happened last night?!]

[True, true. I demand a rewind to last night’s livestream!!]

The comments continued exploding with excitement while Meng was already leading the cameraman deep into the villa. Meng casually remarked to the cameraman, "He should be awake by now, let’s go check." With that, he headed toward the master bedroom.

The cameraman was baffled. Isn’t this Meng’s house? Why is Lin Qin sleeping in the master bedroom instead?

Although curious, the cameraman didn’t voice his thoughts aloud. He even harbored a rather wild theory.

This was a cameraman dispatched by the streaming platform, not part of the program’s official crew. Otherwise, someone from the program team wouldn’t have found this surprising. After all, during filming of "We Are Together," Meng often came out of Lin Qin’s bedroom every morning.

Sure enough, Lin Qin was awake, sitting on the bed with his hair a complete mess. He always spent a few dazed moments waking up, looking adorably dumbfounded, and this time was no exception. He didn’t immediately notice the cameraman’s presence, his gaze automatically settling on Meng instead.

In a groggy voice, he called out to Meng, "Morning, hubby." His voice was still hoarse, the aftermath of Meng’s exhaustive efforts last night.

Meng pretended not to notice the cameraman’s shocked reaction, smiling as he walked over to Lin Qin’s side. Without hesitation, he planted a kiss on Lin Qin’s lips and casually tousled his already messy hair into something resembling a bird’s nest. "It’s not morning anymore, it’s nearly noon. Our livestream has already started."

Lin Qin’s sleepy eyes gradually became alert, only to spot the cameraman and his camera not far away.

Lin Qin: "!!!!!!"

Lin Qin’s brain froze. Did everything he just did get caught on camera?! He stiffly turned his head toward Meng, hoping for a denial. Instead, Meng replied, "It wasn’t just recorded—it’s already been livestreamed to millions of viewers."

Lin Qin: "!!!!!!!!!!"

Lin Qin collapsed onto the bed, grabbing the blanket and wrapping himself into a cocoon. Did the entire world just hear him calling Meng "hubby"? Ahhhh! He couldn’t face anyone now.

Meng feigned exasperation as he glanced at the camera, his tone indulgent and doting. "My Qinqin is shy."

Meanwhile, the comment section had already erupted.

[Did I just hear what I think I heard?! Lin Xiaotu called Meng ’hubby’!!! They must be together!!]

[Ahhh!!! He kissed him, Meng kissed Lin Xiaotu!!! My life is complete. My life is complete!!]

[This is hands-down the best livestream ever! I can’t believe my top two ships are real!! I need to run laps on the field to process this before coming back!!]

[Honestly, am I even surprised by them being together? No, not at all.]

[Same here, I gladly accept this dog food with a strangely calm heart!!]

[Green vegetables and blue skies! True love confirmed!!]

[Who would’ve thought my once-delusional fanfiction would become reality? Is this what luck looks like?!]

...

The comment section was losing its mind, while Meng remained utterly calm—or rather, this was exactly the kind of grand public coming-out he had meticulously planned. He had already shared the idea with Lin Qin, who had agreed to it, but hadn’t expected it to be this sudden and mortifying.

Lin Qin stayed wrapped in the blanket for at least ten minutes before finally emerging, his face crimson red, dragging himself toward the bathroom to freshen up.

If life had a restart button, he definitely wouldn’t have uttered that "hubby" just now.

It was all Meng’s fault. He constantly pressured Lin Qin to call him that, so the moment Lin Qin saw Meng, he reflexively blurted it out. And now the damage was done—he was utterly humiliated.

Lin Qin leaned against the sink, wallowing in self-pity in front of the mirror for ages. Meng knocked on the bathroom door from outside, "Qinqin, are you done? Come out now."

Lin Qin replied, "Almost." His tone stretched long and unwilling.

Meng chuckled softly outside the door but dared not laugh aloud, afraid of riling up Lin Qin even further and having him refuse to come out altogether.

Another ten minutes passed before Lin Qin finally stepped out, dragging his feet. His expression had relaxed into composure, but his still-flushed ears betrayed his lingering shyness.

Meng leaned close to Lin Qin’s ear, whispering softly to comfort him, "It’s fine, don’t worry. We were planning to come out anyway—it doesn’t matter how, right?"

Lin Qin shook his head, "It doesn’t matter." But this method felt way too embarrassing.

Seeing Lin Qin drowning in shame, Meng couldn’t bear it anymore. He smoothly changed the subject, "Do you know why I chose today for the livestream?"

Lin Qin looked puzzled. "Isn’t it because of the Spring Festival special?"

"Not at all." Meng smirked mysteriously. "Little fool, did you forget it’s your birthday today?"