Chapter 32

"Sister Hou, please book me a flight for this afternoon so we can go back to Beiji."

"Why are you in such a hurry to go back to Beiji? Do you have a job in Beiji?"

How could Ranlong not be angry? Sister Hou just asks these stupid questions every day.

"Don't you know whether I have a job or not? Huh?"

"Oh, Xixi said she wanted to take me to Disneyland. If you don't have work, you can go back by yourself."

Ranlong flew home alone.

After hearing her muttering "I'm not angry, anger is bad for your health" for a full ten minutes, the person sitting next to her got terrified and begged the flight attendant to change seats.

As soon as Ranlong landed, he didn't think about going back to the rental house, but ran straight to where Ms. Hu lived.

She had to pester Ms. Hu before she went online to prevent her from seeing those messy marketing articles.

As soon as he opened the door and saw Ms. Hu with a rosy face and a bright smile, he knew it was too late. It was too late for everything.

"mom……"

"Xiao Long is back. Why are you still carrying your luggage? Are you staying at home tonight? Are you hungry? Why don't you eat first? Or why don't you sit on the sofa for a while while Mom makes your bed."

"...Don't bother, I can lay it myself."

"Make your bed yourself? Do you know how to make it yourself? When you were in school, An An helped you make the sheets and quilt covers, right?"

"Mom, how could I possibly..."

"Speaking of An An, it turns out you were acting with An An! You should have told Mom earlier, you made me so worried! Have you reconciled with An An?"

Ranlong usually doesn't get angry with Ms. Hu, but Anan is different.

She said anxiously, "What did you say? You mentioned An An. If you don't mention An An, who would you mention? You keep calling her An An An, and you're more affectionate than your own daughter! Why don't you go ask her if she's willing to call you mom?"

"Oh, you didn't make up?" The light in Ms. Hu's eyes dimmed in an instant.

"Not really." Ranlong saw Ms. Hu's worried look and softened his heart, giving in. "It's just...neither good nor bad."

"Alas. An An is a good kid. You should get along well with her and don't always bully her, okay?"

"I'm bullying others? Humph, don't you know who's bullying whom?"

"Oh, what are you saying? An An is such a good kid, how could she bully you?"

Haha. I really want to show Ms. Hu the sexy lingerie that Qiu An bought, and see if she can still say something like "such a good child"!

Speaking of which, if Qiu An still likes Yuan Chengyin, he should treasure that dress and find time to find it.

At that time, she would throw the sexy lingerie in front of Ms. Hu and say to her: This is what your good An~An~ likes to wear. What do you think? She smokes, drinks, and wears sexy lingerie to show off, but she is a good girl. Ha!

After a brief moment of moral victory, the table was set. Ran Long's evil eyes suddenly turned golden, full of flattery and peacemaking.

Although the food on the set was not bad, how could it compare to Ms. Hu’s cooking skills?

Ms. Hu was a model in her early years, but because she was a good cook, she was confined to her family. I felt sorry for her. Even if she couldn't become a supermodel, she should have been a chef in a Michelin restaurant.

Ranlong flew to the dining table and took a look:

Cold buckwheat noodles with shredded chicken, steamed pork ribs with glutinous rice in lotus leaves; rock sugar, white fungus and lotus seed soup, bird's nest, mango and sago pudding.

Who would rush home in the hot summer and still be able to walk after seeing this table of food?

"Oh, Mom, you made so many delicious dishes. I finally decided to eat the bird's nest. That's right. What's the point of buying it but not eating it?"

"I didn't buy this. An An had it delivered this morning. Did you tip her off? She even opened the packaging and said it wouldn't sell, so she told me to cook it quickly."

"What?! You said the bird's nest was given by Qiu An? Then were the milk, fish oil and other things given by her as well?!"

"Alas, An An is upset with you and asked me not to tell you. I asked her not to send so many gifts, but she refused."

What's going on? Is Qiu An obsessed with stealing? It's not enough to steal her roles and resources, but she's also trying to steal her mother? Doesn't she have a mother of her own? It seems possible she doesn't. But if she doesn't have her own mother, then she can't steal someone else's mother, right? That's her mother!

In other words, if she came back a day later, would she see Qiu An wearing her nightgown and slippers, sitting on her bed?

How far would Qiu An go before he would stop? Until he completely replaced her from the inside out?

Mysterious background, unknown past, could he be an alien, Qiu An?

Okay. Just kidding.

Even if Qiu An was just being courteous to this extent, Ran Long would be touched.

Super Heroic Villain: Thank you

She sent a WeChat message to Qiu An. Who would have thought she would even say thank you?

Ms. Hu saw Ranlong fiddling with her phone at the dinner table and said to her, "Xiaolong, pay attention when you eat."

Ranlong said aggrievedly, "I'm sending a message to your beloved Qiu An."

Ms. Hu's tense face immediately brightened up and she said, "Then you chat first, and then we can eat after that!"

Sure enough, Ms. Hu loved Qiu An so much that she refused him, even though she had been doing it for decades. If Qiu An was eating while playing on her phone, even if it was a game, Ms. Hu would put on a smile and say, "You're so busy, Auntie, let me feed you."

Ranlong was so angry at her own imagination that she yelled, "Mom! Stop calling me 'Hu Fanghui' and change my name to 'Qiu Fanghui'!"

"That won't do. If anyone needs to change, it should be An An."

“…”

Why did her heart feel so cold? It turned out that the cold tears were flowing back into her heart.

An: You’re welcome.

Without even thinking, he knew what Qiu An, this hypocritical and boring guy, was going to say. Ran Long opened the dialog box, cleared the red dot, and immediately clicked out without lingering for even a second.

After dinner, Ranlong sat on the sofa with Ms. Hu to watch TV.

No matter how much Ms. Hu admired highbrow culture when she was young, when she got older, she would like to eat some nonsensical and greasy little cookies.

Ranlong couldn't help but wonder, when Qiu An gets older, will she also enjoy watching these things? When they're older and their TVs are upgraded, there'll be a white-haired Qiu An wearing holographic glasses, lying in a massage chair suspended in mid-air, watching "Rebirth of a Genius Director Delivered to Your Door," tailor-made for her.

It’s quite funny when you think about it.

Ms. Hu was so engrossed in watching TV that she finally had time to open Weibo. Sure enough, she saw that her and Qiu An's hot searches were at the front row, and there were several of them in a row.

#染隆投反馈qiu an's eyes are drawn#【爆】

#Qiu Anranlong reconciliation#【Explosion】

Alas, what is there to announce? Today's netizens are still too idle.

On Weibo, no official account issued a statement, and all the entertainment media were jumping around. The filters of a black photo were changed again and again, and they were even photoshopped into pink, blue, and even made to look like it was broad daylight, for fear that people would not be able to see clearly and ignore the hidden feelings between them.

Feelings… they don't even exist. Seriously. Ranlong just wanted Qiu An to let go of his airs, but unfortunately, no one would believe him if he told them.

After clicking on the short article written by the entertainment media in the entry, I found that the title of the hot search was still too conservative.

That little article practically wrote the entire story of her and Qiu An's love-hate relationship. It wasn't until they starred in a drama together that they finally realized their deep, bloody feud was all caused by immature love. It was all because we were so young back then. I'm glad you're still here now...

What the hell...

She was still standing there because of Qiu An...

There are people from all camps in the comment section: bystanders who pretend not to recognize her, Qiu An fans who cover their ears and ignore her, and the funniest group of Qiu An and Yuan Chengyin CP fans who feel like the world is falling apart.

If you scroll down, you will find another popular entry with the title #Qiu Anranlong Love Triangle#.

The photo under this entry not only shows them feeding themselves, but also Yuan Chengyin standing beside them, holding a glass of wine. The paparazzi captured her expression very subtly, a wry smile and embarrassment, as if the situation were real.

Finally, under this trending search, some fans smelled the scent of preheating for the new film, while passers-by saw through it as a marketing hype.

But more people still talked about the slapping video again and again, and rehearsed the relationship between the three of them, saying "your lesbian love, hate and vengeance". I don't know how many people really think they are lesbians.

The more Ranlong looked, the more frightened she became. What caught her eye naturally caught Ms. Hu's eye as well. Moreover, Ms. Hu was quite free, so she must have seen a lot.

Ms. Hu was still immersed in the melodramatic plot on TV, but Ranlong felt that no matter how melodramatic the TV show was, it could not be more melodramatic than the little stories on the hot searches, and she could not sit idly by.

Ranlong asked tentatively, "Mom, have you seen all those trending searches about Qiu An and me?"

Ms. Hu didn't lie to her: "I've seen them all."

"It says here that Qiu An and I are doing something like that, lesbians. Do you mind?"

"Oh, those reporters are always talking nonsense. To attract attention, they'll write all sorts of nonsense. You two grown women, how could you possibly be in a relationship, right?"

"Ahahaha, yeah yeah."

Seeing Ms. Hu so self-sufficient, Ran Long secretly breathed a sigh of relief. But at the same time, she also firmly decided not to take Ms. Hu to the cinema. When the promotional period was over, Ran Long would tell her that the entertainment media had been writing nonsense, and that Shen Zixin and Yu Youxuan were just a simple socialist sisterhood.

"Xiao Long, can you please let An An come back for dinner during the New Year? That child is so pitiful, he has no relatives or friends."

Ranlong was dissatisfied: "What's so pitiful about her now? She's so popular that even a random fart can become a trending search!"

"No matter how popular she is, she still has to spend the New Year alone."

"Have you forgotten that famous celebrities perform on the Spring Festival Gala during Chinese New Year? With so many audiences and colleagues to celebrate with, she won't have time to have dinner with you."

To this day, Ranlong still remembers it vividly. When Qiu An appeared, she, who was watching the Spring Festival Gala with Ms. Hu, experienced a textbook case of fidgeting. Finally, she had to pee, leaving Ms. Hu alone to spend a few minutes with her wild daughter across the TV.

"Oh..." Ms. Hu said dejectedly, "Then you can come back and have dinner together after the show."

"Alright, alright, stop nagging me here. If you want her to have dinner with you, she has to be willing to do so!"

"Alas. When will you two make up?"

Ms. Hu stopped arguing with Ranlong and turned around to watch TV.

"TV is so good nowadays." Ms. Hu pressed the remote control. "If you miss a scene, you can still rewind."