Chapter 50

Ye Lingchen received two cups of milk tea that Qiao An bought for him that day. This was the hard-earned money he earned by selling his body. Ye Lingchen handed one of the milk tea cups to Lu Yijin and said, "Have some milk tea."

Lu Yijin glanced at the bag of milk tea and saw that there were only two cups. He immediately became cheerful and asked casually, "Sister Qiao An only bought two cups?"

"Yeah, Qiao An said she would buy me two cups a day." Ye Lingchen took a sip of his milk tea. Qiao An bought him a cherry smoothie with snow-capped top and his favorite little pearls in it. Ye Lingchen walked away holding his cup, "Bye, bye~"

When Lu Yijin found out there were only two cups and Ye Lingchen only gave him one, his eyes curved with joy. He was indeed his good eldest son! He and his little Baicai were the best in the world!

Ye Lingchen strolled back to the house with his milk tea. Jing Jianchen took a look and saw that the other cup was gone. It was obviously given to Lu Yijin. Jing Jianchen felt a little sour in his heart. Although he didn't like these things, Ye Lingchen didn't even ask him.

Ye Lingchen obviously didn't notice Jing Jianchen looking at him. As soon as he came back, he lay down on the bed, holding a milk tea in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, watching a movie, with his calves raised and swinging leisurely.

He didn't know what he had picked up, his eyes widened, and then he looked at it furtively. Ye Lingchen stared at the phone without blinking.

"What are you looking at?"

When Ye Lingchen looked up, he found a shadow covering his head. He quickly hid his phone under his pillow and said, "Nothing."

Ye Lingchen turned around and continued watching. Before he had watched for a few minutes, he stretched out his finger and started poking at the screen of his phone again. Why was it gone? He was watching it with great interest, why did it suddenly pause?

Ye Lingchen glanced at the person reading on the balcony and ran over in his slippers, "Master, I can't read anymore."

"What?"

Ye Lingchen put the phone in front of Jing Jianchen. Jing Jianchen took it and saw what he was talking about. No wonder he was so secretive about it just now. It turned out that he was watching the movie he had filmed.

"If you want a membership, log in to my account." Jing Jianchen logged Ye Lingchen into his account, his eyes still fixed on the cup of milk tea in Ye Lingchen's hand. "Ye Lingchen, I'm thirsty."

"Oh, I'll get you some water."

"Can I have some of your milk tea? It's too hot."

Ye Lingchen handed over the milk tea in his hand without saying a word, "Don't suck my pearls."

Jing Jianchen didn't expect Ye Lingchen to be so unguarded towards him and handed it to him without any hesitation. Jing Jianchen looked at the straw with deep eyes. He lowered his head, took a sip and returned it to Ye Lingchen.

[Brother Chen, what are you doing?! ]

[This candy is really subtle~]

【Rounding off, the two of them are kissing! 】

[Brother Chen, you have changed. Where has your mysophobia gone?]

[Is he jealous of Lu Xiaojin next door? ]

Ye Lingchen lay on the bed with his milk tea in his arms and watched a movie. He found a classic martial arts film that Jing Jianchen had filmed before. In the film, Jing Jianchen played a knight in white. Ye Lingchen was particularly fascinated by the movie. When he saw Jing Jianchen being stabbed in the film, he was so nervous that he stopped drinking the milk tea in his hand and glanced at Jing Jianchen from time to time.

Ye Lingchen's heart was lifted up as the fighting scenes unfolded. He was so anxious that he wished he could go into battle himself to help Jing Jianchen teach the bad guys a lesson. Jing Jianchen in ancient costume on the screen was exactly the same as he was in the Da Sheng Dynasty. The only difference was that in the Da Sheng Dynasty, his Taifu was dignified and steady, and a gentleman like jade.

When the sword pierced Jing Jianchen on the screen, Ye Lingchen was so scared that he threw his phone away. Jing Jianchen quickly stood up and came over to check, "What's wrong?"

Ye Lingchen was so frightened that his face turned pale. "Master, does it hurt?"

"What?" Jing Jianchen picked up the phone on the ground. The character he played on the screen had a pierced shoulder and his white clothes were stained with blood.

Jing Jianchen immediately understood what was going on. Ye Lingchen had definitely believed this to be real. Looking at the young man, whose face had turned pale with fear, Jing Jianchen felt as if his heart was being grasped and ravaged. He softly comforted him, "It's not real. It's a filming, an act."

Ye Lingchen was still in shock. When he saw Jing Jianchen being stabbed by a sword, he seemed to see a time in the Da Sheng Dynasty when he encountered an assassin and the Taifu was scratched on the shoulder in order to protect him.

But Ye Lingchen was obviously a little unconvinced. He knelt on the bed and pulled Jing Jianchen's clothes off. His strength was so great that he directly broke the buttons of Jing Jianchen's shirt.

[Ah, Ye Chenchen, what are you doing?!]

[In broad daylight hehehe~]

[I said Ye Lingchen is kawaii, so awesome!]

[Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Chen must be so happy. ]

Although Jing Jianchen was a little surprised, he still stood there and let Ye Lingchen do what he wanted. The worry in the boy's eyes made Jing Jianchen's heart tremble. He underestimated the status of this tutor in Ye Lingchen's heart. While joy rose in his heart, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. According to Ye Lingchen's personality, he knew whether he would dislike him if he lied to him.

A warm hand fell on his shoulder. The young man in front of him repeatedly confirmed that there was not even a scar. Only then did Ye Lingchen feel relieved.

Jing Jianchen reached out and held the hand on his shoulder, "Ye Lingchen."

"What's wrong?" Ye Lingchen stared into Jing Jianchen's eyes.

"It's okay. I'll let you continue watching on your phone." Jing Jianchen didn't expose the lie in the end. If Ye Lingchen wasn't feeling well for a day, he would play the role of the tutor for a day. "I have a guest appearance in a couple of days. I'll take you to see how it's filmed."

Ye Lingchen nodded, feeling relieved knowing that this was fake. He frowned and thought for a while, wondering why his family's tutor would be engaged in such a profession in this era. Wasn't this like the dancers and actors kept by high-ranking officials?

He held Jing Jianchen's hand sincerely and said, "Master, don't worry. Even if you are an actor, I won't look down on you."

After spending some time together, Jing Jianchen was already able to understand Ye Lingchen's train of thought. He chuckled, "It's different now than before. This is just a job."

Ye Lingchen thought he was too embarrassed to admit it, and he felt even more distressed. "It's okay, Master. I'll support you when I have money in the future."

"Okay." Jing Jianchen agreed. He was the one who said he would support himself.

[Have you noticed anything strange about Ye Lingchen? ]

[Actor? What an ancient term.]

[This... Ye Chenchen is a bit disrespectful.]

[What's wrong? Isn't Ye Chenchen fine?]

[Ye Lingchen is so strange, and his words are sometimes very weird.]

[I also noticed that when I first arrived, I even called myself "this king."]

In Jing Jianchen's split screen, many fans were wondering what was going on with Ye Lingchen.

At this time, Ye Zhendong, who was on a business trip, also returned from abroad. When he came back, he found out that Li Yao had not given Ye Lingchen a penny of the living expenses he asked her to transfer to her. Ye Zhendong was so angry that he scolded Li Yao.

Li Yao and Ye Chengzong now hated Ye Lingchen even more. It was all because that little bitch Ye Lingchen suddenly went to film some variety show. Now those rich ladies were spreading rumors that Li Yao was the mistress. She was never invited to those rich ladies' gatherings. Even when she met her old friends in a luxury store while shopping, those rich ladies would leave with their heads held high.

Ye Chengzong was not much better off. Those young masters kept their distance from him and were unwilling to pay attention to him. Now, only a few people with inferior family backgrounds were willing to flatter him.

While lying in bed at night, scrolling through his phone, Ye Chengzong stumbled upon an entertainment news item about Ye Lingchen being eccentric. Ye Lingchen immediately jumped out of bed. Was he eccentric?! Ye Lingchen was clearly a fool!

He rolled his eyes and decided to sell the information in his hands to a marketing account to severely discredit Ye Lingchen. He didn't believe that Ye Lingchen could still jump around for a few more days.

The next day after Ye Zhendong came back, he went to visit the crew. He got out of the car with big and small bags of snacks and fruits in his hands. The driver next to him wanted to help him carry some, but Ye Chengzong refused. He just wanted to let his son see his father's heavy fatherly love.

Ye Zhendong looked at the two people walking side by side from not far away with a smile on his face, but the two people passed by him while whispering to each other.

The smile on Ye Zhendong's face froze. What did that mean? Did he no longer recognize him as his father?

"Son, son!" Ye Chengzong called out to the two figures from behind, and the two continued walking forward without even turning their heads.

Lu Yijin even poked Ye Lingchen beside him and said, "Hurry up and leave. That person doesn't look like a good person."

"Ye Lingchen, Ye Lingchen!"

When they heard their names being called, they turned their heads and looked over. Ye Zhendong quickly put on a smile again, "Son, Dad is here to see you."

Ye Lingchen glanced at Lu Yijin beside him, "Your father?"

Lu Yijin shook his head like a rattle, "No, not my dad, your dad?"

"My father died a long time ago." Ye Lingchen had no impression of his father, whom he had never met.

The expression on Ye Zhendong's face fell. He just listened to his eldest son say that he was dead. He was really a filial son!

Ye Lingchen and the other man turned around and left, still muttering, "You're so ugly."

If it weren't for the photographer Ye Zhendong standing nearby, he would have probably gone up to teach this unfilial son a lesson. He held back and quickly ran over, "Ye Lingchen, it's Dad. Dad's here to see you."

【Who is this uncle? 】

[Isn't it a sasaeng fan? ]

【Someone come and drive him away! 】

Looking at the middle-aged man who surrounded him, Lu Yijin pulled Ye Lingchen aside. This man didn't look like a good person at all.

"I am your father." Ye Lingchen said bluntly.

Ye Zhendong handed over the things in his hand, "It's Dad's fault. Dad didn't know. Dad came to see you as soon as he returned to China."

Lu Yijin dragged Ye Lingchen away, and Ye Zhendong chased after them, "Son, it's Daddy."

Lu Yijin was a little frightened. He pulled Ye Lingchen and ran, "Help! There are human traffickers!"

Lu Yijin pulled Ye Lingchen and ran, shouting "human trafficker" as he ran. The photographer following behind him laughed so hard that he couldn't straighten his back and was thrown several meters away.

Ye Zhendong was also completely bewildered. He had just come to see his son, so how could he be considered a human trafficker?!

Jing Jianchen and Meng Zhanyang, who heard the noise in the house, walked out quickly. As soon as they came out, they saw the chaotic scene. Jing Jianchen grabbed Ye Lingchen's wrist and protected him behind him.

Ye Zhendong, who followed, ran over panting with two large bags in his hands, looking as tired as a dead dog.

Meng Zhanyang stretched out his hand to stop the man in front of him, "Who are you?!"

"I... I'm Ye Lingchen's father!" Ye Zhendong held his old waist and ran so hard that he almost fainted.

"Your father?" Meng Zhanyang turned his head and asked.

Ye Lingchen didn't say anything. Jing Jianchen reacted and secretly pulled his sleeve a little, whispering in his ear: "It's your father."

Ye Lingchen then said "oh". Although Ye Lingchen admitted it, he almost got exposed in front of many fans.

[Why does Ye Chenchen seem unfamiliar with his father? ]

[Your father treats you badly, how can you be close to him? ]

【If you have a stepmother, you will have a stepfather. 】

After Lu Yijin knew that this was really Ye Lingchen's father, the misunderstanding made his face turn red. He really thought he was a human trafficker. It was not impossible that his little Baicai was so beautiful.

Several people sat on the sofa. Jing Jianchen directly made tea with a tea bag and placed it in front of Ye Zhendong. Ye Zhendong hadn't seen Ye Lingchen for a while. "Xiaochen, how are you doing recently? Are you okay?"

Ye Lingchen didn't even raise his head. He nodded and was twiddling his thumbs with the snacks his cheap father had brought him.

"Tell dad if you have anything, and he will help you when he gets back." In order to restore his image as a loving father, Ye Zhendong tried his best to look like a kind and caring father in front of the camera.

But his son obviously didn't receive his signal and kept ignoring him. It seemed that he was not as attractive as the snacks he brought.

The corners of Ye Zhendong's mouth twitched, "Xiaochen, Xiaochen."

Ye Lingchen then raised his head unhappily, "What?"

"Is there anything you want to say to Dad?"

"Oh, no money." Ye Lingchen was obviously not satisfied with his cheap little treasury. His ability to make money was too poor compared to his royal brother. Last time he only gave him the money for two tiles. His cheap father was too poor.

The corner of Ye Zhendong's mouth twitched, "Then Dad will transfer some living expenses to you."

"Give me more. I don't even have money to buy clothes."

"Okay, Dad will transfer it to you when he gets home."

"How much?" Ye Lingchen is not stupid. Everyone is watching now. If he doesn't ask clearly now, who knows whether the old man will change his mind when he returns.

"Two hundred thousand, is that enough?"

"Keep working hard to make money. I'm rooting for you." Ye Lingchen gave his cheap father an encouraging look. This was his little piggy bank. Although the money was a little less, it was better than nothing.

Ye Zhendong was still a little confused when he came out of the villa. In just a short while, he had lost another 200,000 yuan. He must have come to give away the money!

Ye Lingchen was rummaging through the two bags of snacks in his hands. This chocolate looked delicious, so he and Lu Xiaojin each got a box. This one was also delicious, so he gave half to Lu Xiaojin. Soon, Lu Xiaojin's arms were filled with a pile of snacks.

After Ye Lingchen divided the items, he threw all the remaining items in the bag to Meng Zhanyang. Meng Zhanyang was flattered and held the bag, "Is this for me?"

"For you."

Meng Zhanyang was so moved that his eyes were filled with tears as he carried the bag. He didn't expect that Ye Lingchen still remembered him!

【Brother, look at your achievements. 】

[Is it possible that Ye Chenchen doesn't like to eat it? ]

【Brother, you have changed! 】

Meng Zhanyang also saw what was said in the comments. He was still smug as he held the pile of snacks. "What do you know? Look, Ye Lingchen gave them to me and didn't give them to Brother Chen."

[Brother, stop talking. If looks could kill, you would have died a hundred times already. Hahaha~]

[Brother Chen next door gave a warning look.]

Ye Lingchen had already opened a box of chocolates and put it in his mouth. He gave each of them a golden chocolate ball, except for Meng Zhanyang. Jing Jianchen slowly opened the wrapper and put it in his mouth. Although he didn't like sweets, today's chocolate seemed good.

Meng Zhanyang, feeling proud, saw that his chocolates were not among the ones he had shared. He shamelessly stretched out his hand in front of Ye Lingchen and said, "Where's mine?"

"Gone." Ye Lingchen ran away with his snacks.

Jing Jianchen also stood up and said, "It's just average, actually."

Lu Yijin also followed suit, adding insult to injury, "Ye Chenchen is so protective of his food, you see he's even willing to share his snacks with you."

After Jing Jianchen went up, he confiscated Ye Lingchen's snacks. Ye Lingchen grabbed the bag and refused to let go, "This is a gift from my cheap dad!"

"I'll keep it for you. Come ask me for it when you want to eat it." Jing Jianchen confiscated his snacks without saying a word. "I have something to do this afternoon. I'll bring you milk tea when I come back."

Ye Lingchen finally let go and watched his snacks being locked in the small dark room again with tears in his eyes. He felt his pockets and luckily he was smart enough to hide some of them at the beginning.

When Ye Lingchen woke up from his nap, the bed next to him was empty. He yawned and climbed out of bed. As soon as he walked out the door, he ran into Qiao An coming down from the third floor. "Baby, I just wanted to see you. Do you want to go to the night market together tonight?"

Ye Lingchen helped him a lot last time, and he wanted to treat Ye Lingchen to a meal, but unfortunately, he had limited living expenses due to his work in the variety show, so he could only treat Ye Lingchen to a simple meal first.

Ye Lingchen perked up when he heard about food, "Go, go, I'll go call Lu Xiaojin."

Finally, Qiao An asked three people to come out. Meng Zhanyang, who heard that they were going to eat at the night market, also insisted on following them. Qiao An threw the car keys to Meng Zhanyang and said, "You drive."

"Hey, why should I drive when there are so many people here?"

"Then you go back?"

Meng Zhanyang got into the driver's seat obediently and said, "Why is my life so miserable? I'm not participating in a dating show, I'm participating in a metamorphosis show!"

The group drove to a small night market. Ye Lingchen, who rarely went out at night, was delighted when he saw a street full of food. Qiao An waved his hand and said generously, "Baby, eat whatever you want. It's my treat, and Xiaolu'er will too."

"I want to eat that fried chicken." Meng Zhanyang said, pointing to a fried chicken shop that smelled delicious.

"Just wait and eat what he leaves behind." Qiao An rolled his eyes at him. He had come here to eat for free, but he was still picky about it. It was good enough that he could eat some of it.

The appearance of the four people attracted the attention of many passers-by. The four of them were so good-looking that even Meng Zhanyang, who was carrying a baseball bat, could be seen to have an extremely superior appearance. Qiao An was wearing a lace shirt and jeans, with high heels on her feet. Her slender and graceful figure attracted the attention of many men.

Ye Lingchen also took a fancy to that fried chicken shop. Qiao An bought two boxes and asked the two of them to eat. Lu Yijin handed her box of Korean fried chicken to Qiao An, "Sister Qiao An, you eat."

"You guys eat, I can't eat these."

Along the way, Joan stopped to buy anything she thought was delicious for the two of them, including grilled squid, grilled gluten, grilled skewers, fried potato chips, purple potato cakes, and spicy hot pot... Soon, the three of them had their hands full of bags.

Ye Lingchen never stopped eating. When he couldn't finish his food, he stuffed it to Meng Zhanyang who was following behind him with a bag. Meng Zhanyang was originally complaining that no one bought him more, but soon, he managed to eat up the food that Ye Lingchen and Lu Yijin couldn't finish.

[Brother, your presence here has already shown its effectiveness, dog head~]

[Laughing and getting rich, Sister Qiao An really doesn't waste anything.]

As soon as Ye Lingchen arrived at this snack street, he was like a mouse entering a granary. He had never tried many of the things here. Qiao An kept buying, "Ye Chenchen, this fried yogurt is also good. Meng Zhanyang, wait here. I'll go buy some fruit tea."

"I'll join you." Ye Lingchen had been eating for a long time and was a little thirsty. "Lu Xiaojin, please help me keep an eye on Meng Zhanyang so he doesn't steal any."

Lu Yijin nodded seriously with a stern face, "Don't worry!"

The corner of Meng Zhanyang's mouth twitched, "No, guarding against me is like guarding against thieves."

Ye Lingchen gnawed on the skewers in his hand and went to buy fruit tea with Qiao An. His face turned red from the spiciness, but he still couldn't stop eating the skewers in his hand.

"Miss, can you give me your WeChat?" A man came over, smelling of alcohol.

"I'm a man." Joan grinned at him.

The man snorted and walked away. "Bad luck."

"Hey, what are you talking about!" Ye Lingchen said as he was about to go up, but Qiao An grabbed his arm and said, "It's okay, I'm used to it."

The two of them hadn't walked a few steps when the man came over with a few of his companions. "He said he was a man."

"Brother, you must be drunk. She's just a flat-chested beauty. I just lied to you." said another man.

The group of people looked to be in their thirties and reeked of alcohol. Seeing that they were not friendly, Qiao An pulled Ye Lingchen and hid behind him.

"Hey, beautiful lady, is this your boyfriend who is so protective?"

"None of your business!" Qiao An glanced at the few people. It was a bit troublesome, but it was not impossible to win. They were just a bunch of good-for-nothings.

"Oh, it really is a man. Tsk, he's so handsome, so he must be a man."

【These people have really bad mouths! 】

[Didn’t they bring any staff with them?]

【Qiao An Ye Chenchen, run! 】

In order to avoid attracting attention, several people went out this time without letting the photographer follow them. There were only two young girls who came over. When the girls saw that their guests were being harassed, they immediately stopped them and said, "Sir, please move aside."

"Hey, two more sisters are here, you two are not boys, right?"

The men were about to reach out their hands in a teasing manner, but Ye Lingchen grabbed the man's wrist and said, "Get lost."

"Who are you? How dare you fight with me?" The man raised his hand and wanted to hit Ye Lingchen. One of Ye Lingchen's men pulled the man hard and threw him to the ground. The man fell flat on his face.