164: Chapter 164 Boss Yang teaches solidifying powder step by step

Lin Chen retreated to the other end of the sofa, picked up his phone from the coffee table, and casually opened Weibo.

After appearing on two hit variety shows in a row over the past few days, Lin Chen's Weibo follower count had skyrocketed like a rocket, breaking through the 65 million mark and rapidly approaching 70 million.

He had finally caught up to the average follower count of his five top-tier celebrity wives.

As soon as Lin Chen switched to the trending topics list, the first thing he saw was his own name dominating the number one spot.

# Lin Chen's Family of Six Makes First Major Appearance Together at Airport #

The trending topic was followed by a bright red "Explosive" tag.

Clicking on it, he saw nothing but high-definition candid photos and short videos taken by paparazzi and passersby who had swarmed them at the airport that morning.

The comments from netizens below were equally fascinating.

"Case closed! Looking at how affectionate Yang Mi and the others are with Teacher Lin, even a fool could tell it's true love! That previous divorce statement was purely a smokescreen the wives set up to protect Teacher Lin from cyberbullying!"

"Holy crap! What kind of god-tier visual family is this?! The lethality of these six people walking together is comparable to a nuclear explosion! I won't accept any counterarguments!"

"Amazing! A whole row of heaven-defying long legs!"

"Honestly, I'm completely convinced by Teacher Lin now. Any one of these five women, like Yang Mi or Dilraba, is a top-tier leading lady who could command the entire entertainment industry. Yet, beside Teacher Lin, they're all as tame as little kittens. This skill at managing a husband, I'd like to call it the strongest on the planet!"

"I'm so looking forward to the babies they'll have; wouldn't their looks be heaven-defying?"

This unique family arrangement, which defied modern monogamous ethics, had a much greater social impact than expected.

Just by showing their faces at the airport, Lin Chen and his five wives had directly ignited a frenzy of public opinion across the entire internet.

There were even a few so-called "relationship experts" chasing clout who opened dedicated columns to analyze their family's emotional dynamic in length, debating whether this was a distortion of human nature or the ultimate sublimation of love.

Of course, there was no shortage of jealous haters and keyboard warriors online.

Some swore that their harem-style arrangement would definitely not last more than three years.

Others were certain that the five women would sooner or later tear each other apart and come to blows over competing for favor.

In the internet age, there was never a shortage of people hiding behind keyboards playing the know-it-all.

"What are you looking at so intently?"

After finishing her call, Yang Mi walked over and straddled Lin Chen's lap.

With her snow-white arms hooked around his neck, she turned to announce to the four women still playing mahjong: "I've contacted the venue. Once the hard renovation of the new villa is finished, I'll find a manufacturer to custom-make a top-tier automatic mahjong table and have it delivered."

"Yay! Long live the eldest sister!"

Dilraba and the other three all simultaneously made heart signs at Yang Mi.

Yang Mi brushed the curly hair falling over her chest, glanced down at the trending topic on Lin Chen's phone screen, and gave a disdainful snort: "Those trolls and paid posters online believe whatever rumor they hear. Hubby, just treat it as entertainment; don't take it to heart."

Lin Chen smiled and turned off the screen: "I'm not that fragile. Did you book the restaurant for tonight?"

"Yes. Tonight I'll take you all for a top-tier seafood feast."

Yang Mi nodded, "There's a high-end seafood restaurant in the East City with excellent privacy, serving live seafood flown in from the deep sea. I know the owner, and she's already reserved the largest private room for us."

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow, looking at her with a smirk: "The owner? Is it a man or a woman?"

Yang Mi was stunned for a moment, then realized what he meant and covered her mouth, laughing until she shook.

She intentionally pressed her smooth forehead against Lin Chen's and gave his lips a firm peck: "You look so cute when you're jealous. Don't worry, it's a female owner! I promise, from now on, unless it's for filming, I won't let any male mosquito get within a meter of me! Not even my own dad!"

Lin Chen chuckled and gave her slender, soft waist a pinch: "I suppose you're sensible."

Yang Mi snatched Lin Chen's phone, her slender fingertips swiping across the screen, as if she suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Hubby, you're so popular now, a top-tier celebrity with tens of millions of followers, so why is your Weibo still a zombie account? You haven't even posted a single update."

Lin Chen shrugged: "I was filming a show abroad before, and my phone was confiscated. How would I have had the time to post that stuff?"

Yang Mi drew out her tone, coaxing him: "Weibo is a great place to solidify your fanbase and keep them hooked. Look at those top-tier celebrities in the industry; they're always posting selfies, showing off their relationships, or announcing romances. They make quite a splash."

Lin Chen looked into Yang Mi's fox-like eyes, which were sparkling with mischief, pondered for half a second, and decisively shook his head: "Forget it. If I post a photo of us showing affection, I'm afraid those male fans will be so jealous they'll grab a knife and come after me through the internet cable."

"What are you afraid of! Just let them be jealous until they vomit blood!" Yang Mi coquettishly rubbed her head against Lin Chen's neck.

It must be said that these women of the Lin family certainly had a way of manipulating a man's thoughts.

They were particularly good at using indirect, coquettish behavior to package their little agendas as perfectly logical.

Lin Chen hugged the stunner in his arms tighter, too lazy to expose her little scheme of showing off their affection to assert her dominance.

He opened his phone's photo gallery, ready to pick a photo to satisfy her.

There weren't many photos on his phone to begin with; basically, they were all intimate photos that these five women had forced him to take.

Of course, there were definitely no risqué private photos.

In this day and age, network security was practically non-existent, and the "photo scandal" from a few years ago was still fresh in everyone's memory. As A-list actresses, they weren't stupid enough to leave behind such fatal leverage.

"How about this one?" Lin Chen pulled up a photo and handed it to Yang Mi to look at.

It was taken a while ago when Lin Chen went to visit her on set at Hengdian World Studios; they had just woken up on the big hotel bed.

In the photo, Yang Mi was wearing no makeup, hiding behind Lin Chen with only half of her clean, pretty face visible, looking lazy yet charming.

"Oh no, no! This is too ugly!" Yang Mi only took one look before shaking her head in disgust.

Lin Chen examined it carefully: "Where is it ugly? I think you look beautiful even without makeup."

"What do you know with your straight-man aesthetic! Look at how messy my hair is, it looks like a bird's nest. Plus, this camera angle makes my face look huge! Absolutely not, change it, change it!"

Lin Chen sighed helplessly and kept scrolling: "How about this one?"

Yang Mi shook her head again.

"What's wrong with this one? The lighting and composition are both pretty good."

"Good my foot! Look at how far apart we're sitting in the photo; there's a galaxy between us! You don't even have your arm around my shoulder; what kind of show of affection is that?"

"Then this one should be fine, right? We're close enough."

"No! The background in this photo is too cluttered, and there's half a passerby in the frame. The composition is too low-class! How can I post this on Weibo?"

For female celebrities, photos were their lifeline.

Any tiny flaw would be infinitely magnified in their eyes.

Problems that some straight men wouldn't even notice, like a missing strand of bangs or eyeliner being off by a millimeter, could become reasons for them to have a breakdown.

Yang Mi was currently a terminal obsessive-compulsive patient.

Every one of the dozens of group photos on Lin Chen's phone had been picked apart by her for various flaws.

Even among the hundreds of photos she had stored on her own phone, she couldn't find a single one that satisfied her 100 percent.

Lin Chen felt his temples throbbing from her fussing: "If we really can't pick one we're satisfied with, how about we take a new one right now?"

Yang Mi looked down at her loose silk camisole and firmly refused: "Forget it. I'm not even wearing proper clothes, and I haven't put on makeup. Do you want me to end up on the trending list for having a wardrobe malfunction?"

"You look good even without makeup; do you have some misunderstanding about your own looks?"

"It's not about lacking confidence in my looks!"

Yang Mi corrected him with a serious face, "Hubby, this is the first time we're officially announcing a photo together on Weibo! This is historically significant! It has to be refined, perfect, and flawless!"

"If we take it too casually, and those unscrupulous media outlets use an ugly photo in their articles every day, where would I hide my face?"

Lin Chen was completely out of patience.

He threw up his hands: "Fine, you win. So what do you suggest?"

Yang Mi rolled her eyes, snapped her fingers: "How about this! Aren't we going to the recording studio to record a song tomorrow? I'll just call my personal photography team over."

"During the breaks from recording, we'll shoot a set of moody, high-fashion photos in the studio! I guarantee they'll be high-end and high-quality. What do you think, Hubby?"

Lin Chen really wanted to retort: Big sister, we're just casually posting a Weibo update, is it necessary to make it as grand as a VOGUE magazine cover shoot or wedding photos?

But looking at Yang Mi's expectant fox-like eyes, he had to swallow his complaints and resign himself to nodding: "Fine, since you, Boss Yang, are arranging it, I, your little assistant, will absolutely comply and cooperate."

"Hubby, you're the best!"

Yang Mi contentedly cupped Lin Chen's face and gave him a big smooch, then ruffled his hair like she was petting a dog, "I'll reward you with a loving head pat~"