Chapter 7 Preparing to Live Together

Fu Yanle's WeChat friend list contained many mutual friends with Su Fengyao, all of whom were wealthy young men in the entertainment circle. Once the screenshot was released, Su Fengyao's social humiliation quickly escalated from a lightning strike to a typhoon, and the comment section became a paradise for attacking someone who had fallen on hard times.

[While using the title of "Yanle's boyfriend" to solicit resources everywhere, he also has an ambiguous relationship with the Fu family's illegitimate son. He's really enjoying being a kept man!]

My mom used to tell me to learn from Su Fengyao, to learn how to live off a woman? Wow, that's awesome, I can't afford to learn that.

[Yu Jingchen?! Is Su Fengyao alright? Why drag Yu Jingchen into this?! Bankruptcy wasn't enough for him, he didn't even leave himself a grave? Wow, what a tough guy who lives off a woman!]

[This acting is so damn natural! Su Shao, go into the entertainment industry, I'll fund your career. You don't need to sleep with me, just teach me how to be a kept man. I don't want to work hard anymore.]

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Friends abroad also commented: "Su Fengyao is a fool. I won't play with him in the future. Idiot! Idiot! Big fool!"

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Su Fengyao nearly ground his teeth to powder. He loosened his numb jaw, and his hand, draped over his chest, trembled. Once this post was published on his WeChat Moments, people familiar with the Fu family would immediately take sides, and he would no longer be able to use Yan Le's name to negotiate collaborations.

A phone call came in, and Su Fengyao's eyes widened in surprise before she quickly answered it.

"Feng Yao?"

Lin Qingtong's voice came out, gentle and calm.

"Are you alright? Young Master Fu must be very angry right now. Why don't you give him some time and explain to him after he calms down? He likes you so much, he won't be so heartless."

Su Fengyao let out a long breath, trying to make her tone sound less awkward, "I'm fine, Qingtong, I'm worried about you. Aren't you in talks with Xingtu recently? I'm afraid Yanle might do something underhanded."

He had previously coaxed Yan Le into rejecting the Star Path, and Yan Le had agreed, but he hadn't expected this unexpected turn of events. He wondered if Yan Le would change her mind. If Qing Tong ran into Yan Le, wouldn't she be bullied to death?

Lin Qingtong said, "When I contacted Starway before, I was rejected and I had given up. But this morning I received an invitation from Starway to be a regular guest on the third season."

"That's good." Su Fengyao felt humiliated as he thought about his current situation. "...I'm sorry, Qingtong, I couldn't help much."

"Don't apologize. The most important thing now is to take care of yourself and not worry about me." Lin Qingtong paused. "I'm the one who should apologize. I'm sorry, Feng Yao. That day at the Lu family, I was forced to say those words..."

“I know you were forced into it, I didn’t take it to heart,” Su Fengyao quickly said. “I know best how you feel about me.”

"Thank you, Feng Yao."

Hearing Lin Qingtong's choked voice, Su Fengyao felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He offered a few more words of concern before reluctantly hanging up the phone. Lin Qingtong's gentle and beautiful face appeared in his mind, but somehow it gradually blurred, only to be replaced by Fu Yanle's face the next second.

Su Fengyao gripped his knees, his eyes dark and gloomy.

Given Yan Le's temperament, he should have already used some means to prevent Xingtu from getting Qing Tong. But now that Qing Tong has secured a spot, it means Yan Le didn't interfere. Yan Le dislikes Qing Tong, yet he restrains his temper for her sake and avoids causing trouble for her. He still hasn't dealt with Qing Tong. Is this because Yan Le is just throwing a tantrum?

Yes, that must be it.

Su Fengyao rubbed his knees and said firmly, "Yanle likes me so much, she would never be so heartless."

If we can coax Yanle back, everything can go back to the way it was before.

*

Fu Yanle spent two days doing nothing, then had to pack his things and move to the Yu family's house. The reason was that Yu Jingchen said that Madam Yu's informants were very sharp, and it would be best to live together to avoid being exposed. He thought it made sense, but he was too lazy to worry about it, so he could only enthusiastically hand over the moving to Yu Jingchen and take care of moving himself.

"Anyway, I've always been running back and forth between my house and yours, so it's okay if I have to run back and forth between three places now." Fu Yanle leaned back in his chair, holding his phone in his left hand and his coffee cup in his right, feeling comfortable from the heat of the cup.

"That's not the point. The point is that it took you less than a week from dumping Su Fengyao to getting your marriage certificate and moving in with Yu Jingchen!" Lu Minghe cried out, "You didn't give me any time to prepare!"

"Why are you preparing?" Fu Yanle asked, puzzled. "Are you going to get the marriage certificate with both of us? Or is it a threesome?"

"NO! The last act of love you can give me is letting go!" Lu Minghe hung up the phone decisively.

The butler, who was acting as the driver, then answered the phone, and after hanging up, said, "Young Master Fu, everything is ready. You can check in tonight."

"Thanks." Fu Yanle took a sip of coffee. "The butler also has to be the driver?"

"Because I am an all-round talent of the new era." The butler was neither humble nor arrogant, neither happy nor sad, neither proud nor impatient. "Young Master Fu, please feel free to ask me for anything. I am not very talented, but I know a little bit about music, chess, calligraphy, painting, singing, dancing and martial arts. I can also be a butler, nanny, driver and bodyguard... I can do it all."

The warm coffee burst in his mouth like a vibrant dance, and Fu Yanle was utterly astonished, "Why is there no place for you on any international stage!"

"Everyone has their own ambitions." The butler turned the steering wheel around. "The master has given us far too much."

Fu Yanle kindly inquired, "I heard that Assistant Xu's base salary has one more zero than yours."

The housekeeper calmly said, "He works from nine to six and still has to work overtime and travel for work, while I have free time every day to grow flowers, feed fish, and walk birds. In that sense, I am richer than him on a spiritual level."

"Not bad at all," Fu Yanle said. "May I ask if I need to pay you extra for being my bodyguard and driver?"

"Sir will add a car to my year-end bonus this year." The butler unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, went around to the back seat, opened the door, and reached out to cover the roof. "We've arrived."

Fu Yanle bowed and stepped forward, saying, "Thank you, my knight."

“Of course, mine—” With a survival instinct of up to 10086 points, the butler immediately changed his tune, “My lord’s prince.”

The deputy responsible for liaising with Fu Yanle waited outside the door, holding a doll in his arms. He looked up and saw a man with perfect proportions walking slowly towards him with a casual yet inexplicably attractive gait.

I close my eyes, I open them, and I look again!

As Fu Yanle approached, the deputy felt his eyes, which had been exposed to various fake photos for so long, undergo a nearsightedness surgery-level purification in that instant, and couldn't help but reach out his longing little hand.

The genuine amazement in his eyes made Fu Yanle, in a good mood, shake his hand and say, "Hello, I'm Fu Yanle."

“Yes, I already guessed it. This one-in-a-million stunningly beautiful face is 'Fu Yanle's' ID card!” The deputy stepped aside to lead the way. “I will handle all the negotiations with Mr. Fu from now on. If Mr. Fu needs anything, just let me know.”

"Okay, it's a pleasure to work together." Fu Yanle followed his deputy into a small detached building, and entered the dressing room amidst the pink gazes of the staff and various anthropomorphic exclamations of surprise.

"Mr. Fu, please have a seat. The makeup artist will be here shortly." The assistant handed the doll to Fu Yanle and turned to look at the butler. "Mr. Fu's assistant is truly a handsome man. Look at his face and figure, he's no less than the most popular male stars, and his demeanor is even cleaner."

“I think so too.” Fu Yanle looked at the butler in the mirror. “Are you interested in developing a career in the entertainment industry?”

The butler replied without hesitation, "I'd rather stay by your side than be in the entertainment industry. Wherever you are, that's where I'll be."

"Excellent!" the deputy clapped and exclaimed. "Insightful! Loyal! Resolute!"

The butler nodded slightly, neither arrogant nor impatient.

Just then, someone knocked on the door, and everyone inside looked over at the same time.

The moment Fu Yanle turned to look at him, the young, refined man let out a loud rooster crow, his waist swaying like a noodle, and walked over to say, "Hello Yanle, I'm Gordon!"

“Hello, Gordon,” Fu Yanle asked sincerely, “What is the real reason you chose this English name?”

"Of course it's because my nickname is Dog Egg!" Dog... oh no, Gordon touched Fu Yanle's shoulder, turned his head and said coquettishly, "Yanle, don't ask questions you already know the answer to!"

This is the authentic "double-sound" sound!

Fu Yanle sighed, saying that the notification sounds Lu Minghe recorded for him were at best the kind that weren't interrupted.

"I'll do your makeup." Gordon opened his makeup bag, leaned closer to Fu Yanle, and took a deep breath of her ethereal beauty. "It's absolutely flawless; I don't even know where to begin."

Fu Yanle seized the opportunity to say, "Why don't you leave it on? It will look pure and natural."

"The word 'pure' is an insult to you. You are a stunningly beautiful woman!" Gordon flicked his pinky finger, swayed his hips, and confidently lifted Fu Yanle's chin. His index finger, painted with green nail polish, slid down and gently pressed Fu Yanle's Adam's apple. "Come on, let me paint you properly."

The deputy said, "You guys get your makeup done first, I'll go and inform the film crew."

Gordon held his pen and carefully sketched on Fu Yanle's neck.

Suddenly, the dressing room door was rudely pushed open. Gordon's breath hitched, and he instinctively turned his head, but his wrist remained steady, stubbornly maintaining the posture expected of a professional makeup artist. "What the hell? Who came in without knocking?! Damn it—"

Forget it, I can't handle it.

Gordon turned his head with a wronged look and whispered to Fu Yanle, "She's An Shigou's assistant."

"Oh," Fu Yanle said, "Who?"

“An Shigou, 20 years old, became an internet sensation five years ago because of a picture of him in a school uniform, and was known as the ‘Number One Pure Male High School Student.’ He later entered Huaying University with the highest score and is now a junior at Huaying University. He has played supporting roles in five TV dramas broadcast on satellite channels and just won the Best Supporting Actor award last year.” The housekeeper exited Baidu, put down his phone, and said expressionlessly, “Netizens have a lot of doubts about this.”

"Bullshit!" A furious voice rang out. "I have the right to do this!"

Seeing this, the butler stepped forward and stood in front of Fu Yanle, blocking the view of the newcomer.

An Shigou strode up behind Fu Yanle, glaring at the human wall of butlers, but his voice bypassed the butlers and went straight to Fu Yanle, who was being protected by the butlers.

"Do you know who I am? How dare you occupy my dressing room!"

“I know,” Fu Yanle said lazily. “You’ve already loudly told the whole world: ‘You’re a dog.’”

Author's Note:

Zha Su: "I'm going to coax Yan Le back!"

Da Yu'er: Draws his sword—

"Stop!" Xiao Fu flashed forward, catching Da Yu'er's knife with his bare hands, and then swung a large sword backhand.

Zha Su died at a constant rate.

Xiao Fu looked at Da Yu'er and smiled wickedly: "Baby, don't get your hands dirty."

Da Yu'er was secretly delighted, her eyes reddening, "Thank you, Xiao Fu giegie, you love me so much."

An Shi Gou flew across the sky—

"Woof!"

If you don't understand the name An Shi Gou, please read it three times in Mandarin.