Chapter 54 Dad Sold Himself, Dad Got Free (Double Update Combined)...

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Later, I heard that when Song Ziming and Xu Lanyi were taken away by the police, the scene was as dazzling as a constellation of stars.

On the day of the explosion, reporters from major media outlets, journalists who rushed to the scene upon hearing the shocking news, and even independent media all swarmed over like a raging river.

The sounds of camera shutters clicking and flashes illuminated the scene, making it as bright as the future of the two men.

Xu Lanyi's hair was disheveled and she looked utterly wretched; she was a far cry from the former movie queen.

She refused to leave with the police. She hadn't used drugs, so why should she go to the police station? The Xu family had never had such a huge scandal before. How was she supposed to live after this?

However, the most insidious part of this whole thing is that these toxic people come in droves, and you can have a child with someone like that! Who would still believe you're clean?

It was precisely at this critical moment that Song Ziming stepped forward, determined to fulfill the duties of a man.

He firmly responded to the microphone that the reporter almost shoved into his mouth: "No matter what, I will take on the responsibility of being a father, because blood ties are a fact that no one can change, and I will spend my life making up for my mistakes."

Xu Lanyi's lips turned purple with anger, and she trembled as she said, "Shut up, shut up..."

But her voice was completely drowned out by the crowd. The reporters quickly discovered that Song Ziming, this idiot who had been eating too much gossip, could still spew out even more juicy gossip, so they turned their attention to him and actively dug holes for him with questions.

"Mr. Song, there has been widespread speculation online that the man behind Actress Xu is Bian Xun, the president of Wujiang Group, and there are even rumors that the two families have long intended to arrange a marriage. Do you know anything about this?"

In her dying, delirious state, Xu Lanyi's eyes lit up, and she answered the question—

Song Ziming interrupted, saying that he couldn't accept the rumor continuing to spread. "I asked President Bian about this. His family and the Xu family are old friends, so he's been helping out of consideration for them. You can see that from the equipment and the live stream just now."

Everyone present: "Oh~~~~"

So, the translation is—it has absolutely nothing to do with us??

Song Ziming reached out to help Xu Lanyi into the police car. "So, everyone, please don't bother any unrelated people anymore."

[Hahaha, where are Xu Lanyi's fans? Come out here!]

[Unrelated personnel]

This day will forever be etched in my memory and will be passed on to my children's children's children—

The collective memory was thoroughly imprinted and recorded by countless eyes and cameras.

Mr. Bian was merely providing technical equipment from the perspective of Wujiang Group; it had nothing to do with Xu Lanyi herself.

It cannot be changed, nor can it be changed any further.

Xu Lanyi completely broke down, slapping Song Ziming wildly: "Get out! Didn't you hear me?! I told you to get out!!"

For a period of time afterward, related topics remained trending.

Xu Lanyi herself became one of the most notorious celebrities to have experienced such a dramatic downfall, while her fans were practically universally reviled. Everyone who had ever been a fan of Xu Lanyi wished that everyone around them had forgotten this dark chapter of their online history.

What's even more damaging is that, with the soaring popularity in recent days, Xu Lanyi's past statements have been dug up one by one. Her various statements as a self-assured female lead, when compared with her actual behavior of having a child with a scumbag and being a mindless romantic in real life, are a slap in the face. They have been talked about by netizens and have even spawned a popular field of study, known as Xu Studies.

How popular was it? Even deep within the Bian family's old house, everyone knew the whole story.

Grandpa Bian was shocked: "What?!"

The Xu family's influence is surprisingly deep!

The two families have now completely severed ties, and Bian Xun will pretend he knows nothing about what he does to the Xu family afterward. Old Master Bian thought it over and over, and felt a chill run down his spine. If Bian Xun had really married Xu Lanyi back then, the consequences would have been...

The old man picked up the landline and started making calls urging people to get married.

Instant connection and instant disconnection.

Three entries and three exits.

I wonder what that unworthy descendant of Bian Xun is busy with?

Is there anything more important than getting married?

When can we bring the people and children inside?! He's really in a hurry!

...

In short, although it's only May, the entire internet has already recognized this as the biggest bombshell of the year.

The news spread rapidly around the world because Xu Lanyi had recently won a gold medal at an international film festival and was well-known overseas.

To this day, people still don't know why Xu Lanyi hanged herself. She could have aged gracefully, but at the end of her acting career, she frantically tore off her halo and mask, ultimately ruining her reputation in her later years.

But those who truly know the truth will find peace, knowing the reasons behind it.

If there is any force in this world that can counteract the power of a narrative, it is the power of the public.

"So, you're no longer controlled by the plot, right?"

In her new 400-square-meter home, Ning Ye stood at the door of the gym equipment room, watching the man inside doing pull-ups.

After the collapse of his climax, Bian Xun immediately began physical rehabilitation.

This matter is even more important than the liquidation of assets.

In just a few days, the muscles that had become thinner seemed to have been scientifically replenished. The man who was doing arm deadlifts had a smooth, arched back covered in a thin layer of sweat, and his burgeoning hormones were being released freely, as if he was celebrating regaining control of his body.

Only after completing five sets of training was he satisfied with his landing.

Turning around, the man was shirtless, wearing loose training pants. His dark eyes were clear, and his former arrogant demeanor had vanished. He raised an eyebrow and smiled.

Ning Ye leaned against the doorway, dressed in light spring/summer loungewear, her slender shoulder bones forming beautiful lines beneath the fabric. Standing there so slender, her presence seemed to fill the entire house.

She and her child moved into what Tao Tao called the "happy home" after Mother's Day.

This deserted, single-level apartment suddenly felt like home.

Even if the two of them are combined, they only occupy one square meter of space.

Bian Xun started having fun again.

The plot completely collapsed. Bian Xun no longer felt the force that was forcibly controlling him. He looked down at the digital watch on his wrist. The balance was no longer automatically deducted every minute and second, which meant that he no longer needed to spend money to buy time.

But he still couldn't explain anything about money, which meant that the control didn't come from the plot, but from his future self—

Bian Xun doesn't yet know what the future holds.

He only knew what was in front of him.

While searching, he wiped his sweat with a towel and walked towards the slender figure leaning against the door.

Ning Ye felt as if she were watching a cheetah gracefully and dangerously approach.

Some people, once they regain control of their bodies, seem to be completely liberated and no longer hold back.

They even started to escalate their behavior.

To pursue everything.

Bian Xun walked to the door, but instead of going out, he closed the door and pulled the person in. The scent of mint water lingered on her nose and lips.

In spring, as people wear less clothing and the layers become thinner, their perception of each other's temperature becomes clearer.

Just like their relationship, it has become clearer.

After all that has happened, when they look at each other, besides the child's father and mother, they still seem to be—

Each other's partners.

Ning Ye barely managed to support herself against the chest of the person in front of her. She found it hard to resist his completely unrestrained and free appearance. The firm and elastic touch under her palm also made her cheeks blush slightly.

"Let's get down to business."

"What's the important matter?" Bian Xun lowered his eyes and approached her, his back creases like a fully drawn bow, ready to be released at any moment.

Ning Ye could only lean back and finally punch his chest.

"About grapes."

These days, she has stopped dreaming about the plot.

This is certainly a good thing, but Ning Ye still had a faint worry in her heart.

According to the plot outline of her initial dream, the entire original story lasted for a year and ended in the autumn of the second year after Tao Tao's transmigration.

The plot has now fallen apart, which means that Bian Xun no longer needs to follow the original storyline, but there is still some time before the plot truly reaches its conclusion.

So what happens to Grape after the year is up?

Upon closer reflection, although the main character of the entire story is not Tao Tao, everything begins with Tao Tao's time travel.

She was the catalyst that set the whole story in motion.

So when the plot has lost its value...

Ning Ye suddenly gripped Bian Xun's arm muscles, her heart skipped a beat for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure.

No, it won't.

She gently touched her belly; she had already given birth to Tao Tao.

It's been five months now, even though the way it exists is quite bizarre.

But there will always be one grape in the world.

Bian Xun looked down at her expression and knew what she was worried about. Having come this far, they couldn't accept their child disappearing from their lives.

His palm covered hers; the book said that you could hear fetal movement in the fifth month. They couldn't hear baby Tao Tao moving inside her mother's belly.

But outside the gym, the sound of footsteps like cannonballs could be heard running by – the child was practicing parkour at home with ease.

All of this is so real; it can't possibly disappear.

It cannot disappear.

Ning Ye nodded gently, and the two looked at each other, their pupils reflecting each other's eyes.

"so."

As the sounds of the child's parkour faded into the distance, Bian Xun slowly wrapped his arms around her back, his voice tinged with laughter.

Have you chosen which bed you want to sleep in?

This 400-square-meter apartment has so many rooms that each bedroom is equipped with a bed of a different style and shape. In addition to mattresses with excellent resilience, there are even waterbeds and hammocks.

The man's eyes were dark and deep, conveying only one meaning.

He looked like he was about to collapse in any bed.

Ning Ye's cheeks flushed red, her heart skipped a beat, but then she remembered something and grabbed his collar with righteous indignation.

"According to normal progress, we are now in the second trimester, and the baby has moved up into the abdominal cavity. Although it is relatively safe, the mother's body is more sensitive at this time, and there are still risks associated with intercourse."

It shouldn't be too intense.

Although their method of getting pregnant is unusual, what if it affects Tao Tao?

Bian Xunteng's dark eyes paused, and he fell silent.

He had also studied this knowledge; the CEO had crammed through all those thick stacks of physiological and health knowledge, so he couldn't refute it for a moment.

Ning Ye extended a slender, pale finger, her expression solemn. "The late stages of pregnancy are even more dangerous. If uterine contractions are stimulated, it could cause the baby to engage in the pelvis, leading to premature birth—"

Bian Xun's forehead and chest rose and fell in unison, and his thin lips were about to say something when they were covered by a soft palm.

Ning Ye's eyes gleamed with a hint of amusement, clearly finding this kind of theoretical talk somewhat amusing, so she pursed her lips and chuckled as she looked at him.

Her almond-shaped eyes bloomed like jasmine after the rain.

Seeing her like that, Bian Xun's lips, which were hidden by his palm, unconsciously turned up a pixel.

Then he gently pecked her palm.

Then he will—gently.

Ning Ye felt a burning sensation in her palm, and her eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings.

In short, Mom and Dad both know that their most important task right now is—

May your child's birth happen smoothly and peacefully, ensuring they can live a safe and secure life in this world.

For them, that was the real end of the story.

…

The CEO also adjusted his mood and settled the financial situation during this entire storyline.

They turned off the countdown to emptying their balance at the last second that day, so he wasn't completely bankrupt.

Considering the balance that had been lost every minute and second, and the large expenditures spent on dealing with the plot's power, Bian Xun no longer looked at the numbers in the final stage; everything was just jumping characters. Therefore, the president was not very clear about his financial situation.

I took a look today.

Within a few months, his bank card lost 135.8 billion yuan.

135.8 billion.

After such a huge expenditure, the president's personal savings amounted to only 110 million.

Bian Xun's hand veins bulged, and he closed his eyes, "..."

Then there are his more property purchase plans, wedding arrangements, honeymoon preparations—

Bian Xun opened his eyes wide.

What a damn plot twist, they've been dragging him into this for so long.

He spent over a hundred billion yuan, but not a single penny went to his wife and children.

Instead, his name is almost synonymous with other people's.

The president suddenly stood up, strode out of the room, and prepared to take Ning Ye and the child with him as they went out.

Ning Ye was looking at photos in the future photo album.

Because she and Bian Xun did not actually experience the process of getting pregnant with Tao Tao, she wanted to see what she would be like now in the original timeline—and Bian Xun in the future indeed recorded it all.

But she discovered that there were several photos in the album that Bian Xun had just taken of her and Tao Tao that day. They were standing in front of the French windows at home, holding a new vase; and there was another photo of them with a flower pinned to their ears, smiling at each other.

Bian Xun has been handling confidential matters in his study all day and hasn't opened the photo album yet, so the photos weren't added there by him.

In other words... right now, the photos from this current timeline are actually starting to "merge" with the photos from the original timeline.

Ning Ye wasn't sure if calling it a fusion was accurate, but it was like two timelines were merging.

But before she could share the news with Bian Xun, the man grabbed her hand and pulled her up, lifting Tao Tao up with him.

Ning Ye looked up and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Bian Xun's dark eyes were clear: "Public."

The plot has been treating him as the male lead for so long, but no one knows who his female lead is.

He didn't get his satisfaction, so why should he?

"It's been a while since I've spent any money." The CEO decided to make a high-profile public display by taking his wife and kids out to spend money.

Two faces, one big and one small, blinked at him simultaneously.

Bian Xun's lips curled up. Yes, his leading lady and his supporting lady.

Ning Ye looked shocked: "??"

Tao Tao blinked, then suddenly covered her mouth and backed away, "I know, Daddy, you and Mommy are going to pick out a Children's Day present for me, right?!"

The two adults: "

I really couldn't remember.

But the adults immediately nodded in unison, and Ning Ye replied earnestly, "Mhm."

Ning Zhitao quickly took a few steps back, covered her eyes, and peeked at them through her fingers: "Then I want to watch cartoons at home, I can't know in advance!"

The last two adults were sent out of the house.

Ning Ye turned her head and looked around. She seemed to be serious. The Maybach started and drove towards the shopping mall with the largest foot traffic.

It seems they really intend to go public.

Once outside, the world was still enthusiastically studying "Xu Studies"—there was no way around it, Xu Lanyi had been in the field for too long, a full twenty years dedicated to archaeology, during which countless interesting stories emerged.

Bian Xun, as the man deeply involved, has garnered just as much attention as Xu Lanyi.

Photos of him, along with some candid shots taken inside the company, have been circulating wildly online. Netizens have expressed that it's no wonder Xu Lanyi wanted him; such a husband is truly exceptional.

Therefore, it is obvious that his every move will be watched by countless people.

If it really goes public, other things will be fine, but what about the company?

As I drove, I glanced at her and almost laughed.

This is the kind of well-behaved adult who has always studied diligently since childhood. If her relationship with him were to become public, from then on, the entire Wujiang would only fawn over her from top to bottom, and her stupid colleagues who used to mock her would be driven mad with anger.

He smiled helplessly, yet he knew that was just how she was.

Bian Xun reached out and squeezed her palm.

Their relationship will have to be made public sooner or later.

In the past, they didn't want to use this tactic to fight back, but now it's different.

He just wants to keep all the other nobodies out of the picture.

The car drove into the mall and went straight to the floor where the most luxury goods were concentrated and the most expensive.

Although the president has lost over a hundred billion, he can still afford everything here.

Ning Ye followed beside him, forced to put on airs.

The moment a distinguished-looking man in a suit walks into the store, he immediately attracts countless glances and elicits a chorus of screams.

"Isn't this...that person?!"

"Wow, he's really this handsome in person!"

Is that his girlfriend next to him?

Ning Ye couldn't bear the countless envious glances and quietly covered her face.

Bian Xun, however, was used to other people's gazes. He rested one hand on the glass display case and looked around indifferently. "Pick whatever you like."

Money is the best cosmetic procedure for men.

As soon as he finished speaking, his words carried an undeniable power, and envious gazes shot towards him like bullets.

Soon after, a trending post appeared online: "[I think I know what kind of husband Xu Lanyi originally wanted...]"

But at this moment, Ning Ye only wanted to escape.

I can't stand him anymore.

She didn't have much to choose from. Ning Ye herself had low material desires, and the Children's Day gift that Tao Tao wanted wasn't this kind of luxury item.

Ning Ye could only wander around the store for a short while before finally pulling Bian Zhao away.

Bian Xun raised an eyebrow. "Nothing you like? Let's go to the next one."

Ning Ye: "".

It turns out that some people seem to leave behind a lot of proof of their spending even if they don't actually consume anything.

The look in his eyes and brows suggested that he had already paid for every inch of air here.

As Ning Ye left, she could still feel the sales staff's burning gaze following the back of their heads, as they exchanged something with fiery enthusiasm.

…Oh no!

Finally, Ning Ye stopped at a very convenient toy store. She saw that the dolls displayed on the outermost shelf were characters from Tao Tao's favorite cartoon, and she could also buy matching little clothes to change into.

Ning Ye's eyes lit up, and she immediately picked out a doll with bright, sparkling eyes, just like a grape.

She certainly didn't intend for Bian Xun to pay for this kind of thing. She took out her phone and walked towards the self-checkout. Just as she was about to scan the code, Bian Xun stopped her.

This has become a conditioned reflex. Under the long-term influence of the black card's ten-thousand-fold multiplier, Bian Xun can no longer bear to see Ning Ye spending money in front of him.

Of course, Ning Ye herself did not intend to use the Future Black Card to pay.

If they spend all their money now, will Bian Xun have any left in the future? She doesn't know.

Bian Xun slowly took out his black card and paid the bill with his own card.

The president wasn't satisfied with the doll that only cost a few dozen yuan.

He lowered his eyes and put the card back into his wallet, but then something flashed before his eyes.

The black card on her fingertip seemed to flicker, leaving a few afterimages, as if it had merged in mid-air for a second.

Bian Xun doubted his own eyes, carefully put away the card, took her hand, and said, "Buy something expensive—"

As soon as he finished speaking, a bill popped up on his phone.

A few dozen yuan turned into hundreds of thousands.

"...?"

What's up?

Ning Ye was talking to him about the photos in the album she saw before leaving home, and how the current photos seemed to blend together with photos from the future.

Bian Xun suddenly realized something.

He was certain that he had just used his own card.

However, as the story begins to fade, the present-day Black Card and the future Black Card seem to have merged in some way.

As a result, his card is now worth ten thousand times more.

The black card of the future became a normal card.

It's the other way around.

His card is unusable now, but the card will still be in Ning Ye's hands in the future, and he still cannot take the initiative to intervene.

Bian Xun: "."

After a moment of silence, the president's lips suddenly curled up.

I really want to laugh.

If she swipes her card, she'll soon be able to experience the effects he had before.

He was really, really curious.

Ning Ye glanced at him twice, wondering what the man was laughing about.

Bian Xun held Ning Ye's hand as they walked toward the garage. As they passed the vending machine, Bian Xun suddenly said, "I'm thirsty."

Ning Ye nodded, stopped, and waited for him to go buy water himself.

Bian Xun's dark eyes held a suppressed smile, "Buy it for me."

Ning Ye: "?"

He was actually serious.

Ning Ye looked at him with a question mark on her face.

This person's nerves seem to have reached a new level.

After showing off for a while, he suddenly started living off a woman.

No, I started drinking soft water.

Ning Ye looked around at the secluded surroundings and seriously suspected that this person was just putting on a show in front of others.

They begin to revert to their wicked nature when no one is around.

Ning Ye patted his shoulder, "You can drink water as soon as you get home."

Bian Xun stopped her from leaving, his thin lips barely concealing a smile, his chest trembling, "Give me some money."

Ning Ye: "?"

You're insane!

The man wrapped his arms around her, pressing her against a deserted corner of the parking garage. He gently kissed her lips, his voice low and his dark eyes sparkling with laughter.

"Buy it for me, okay?"

With each word he spoke, his kisses fell upon her, gradually deepening until they pried between her teeth, and soon he was no longer thirsty.

But he still wanted it.

Ning Ye's face finally turned red from the kiss, and her fingers unconsciously pinched the hem of his clothes, "Buy...buy."

A bottle of water made you so provocative.

But just as she was about to get up, the man pressed down on her again, his smile utterly manic, “From today onwards, I won’t take your things for nothing.”

He couldn't wait to see Ning Ye's expression when she discovered this matter ten thousand times over.

Ning Ye was completely embraced by him, their lines pressed tightly together, and her heartbeat quickened.

What are you doing? He still wants to live off his wife forever.

Ning Ye's lips were slightly red as she raised her bright eyes, "What will you give in exchange?"

In the dim light, the man was handsome and shameless.

"Selling yourself, is that alright?"

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Author's Note: Help! I'm too late! I took my period pain medication and fell into a deep sleep [crying][crying] I should be better tomorrow, I'll be there soon [crying][crying]

This chapter continues to randomly drop red envelopes, and the domineering CEO is opening them! Burning them!