Chapter 47 Do you want to stay at my place? ...
If Fang Xin Gu had been the one receiving the flowers, Xu Subo certainly wouldn't have made such a public statement, since if her words were to get back to China, it could very well affect Fang Xin Gu's work.
But since the person who received the flowers was Jing Yitong, it didn't matter; she wouldn't care whether Jing Yitong lived or died.
Xu Subo never expected that Jing Yitong didn't seem angry at all, and even responded to her very excitedly. Is that right?
If the Jing family only wanted to leverage the relationship between the Fang and Ying families to propose a marriage alliance with Fang Xingu, then they shouldn't be in this situation now.
Xu Subo looked at Jing Yitong's smiling face and fell into deep thought.
Meanwhile, in the audience, Fang Xingu felt like he was about to meet someone: Jing Yitong was about to walk down the aisle? To whom? Wasn't it to him, the person he was being married off to?
He looked down and pulled away Jing Yitong's hand that was waving the bouquet, gritting his teeth as he said, "What are you getting so worked up about! Do you want news to get back to China and expose your secret marriage?"
“Isn’t this just to cooperate with Xu Subo? We can’t let the bride’s words fall on the ground. Anyway, no one here knows us,” Jing Yitong said with a smile as he stuffed the flowers into Fang Xingu’s arms. “Alright, this bouquet was obviously thrown to you by her. Take it.”
Fang Xin then pushed the hot potato back, saying, "Since you caught it, it's yours now."
Xu Subo ran over to them with a bright smile, holding a wine glass, only to find them pushing each other's bouquets. She said angrily, "What's wrong? Don't you want my blessing?"
Fang Xingu looked up and scolded her: "Are you out of your mind? You just said such things on stage."
Xu Subo said matter-of-factly, "I think Jing Yitong is quite happy, isn't he?"
Jing Yitong asked her with a smile, "So you know about the arranged marriage?"
Xu Subo subconsciously exchanged a glance with Fang Xingu to check their answers. Seeing Fang Xingu shake his head slightly, she immediately made up an excuse: "Of course, I knew it before I left. I still have some connections in China."
Jing Yitong thought to herself, "Why didn't you tell Fang Xingu if you already knew? It seems your relationship wasn't that good."
His smile deepened: "Judging from what you just said, it seems you're quite supportive of our marriage alliance."
Xu Subo: ...I support it my ass!
But having already said it, Xu Subo couldn't take back what she had just said, so she could only say to Jing Yitong, "Whether I support it or not is another matter. I just hope that the foundation of every marriage is love and happiness, not scheming and exploitation."
Jing Yitong seemed oblivious to the hidden meaning in her words, and even echoed, "I completely agree with that statement."
Fang Xingu couldn't stand it anymore. He took two glasses filled with champagne from the side, handed one to Jing Yitong, and interrupted their conversation: "Alright, less talk and more drink. Let's have one last toast together."
Jing Yitong replied as if nothing had happened: "Okay."
So, amidst the clinking of glasses, their wine glasses clinked together with a crisp sound, and the three of them drank the wine together, declaring the verbal dispute temporarily over.
In the afternoon, the wedding ended. Fang Xin and Jing Yi went back to the hotel to put away their bouquets and rested for a while before changing their clothes and going out to find something to eat.
Fortunately, they were lucky this time and found a Chinese restaurant with pretty good food. After their meal, the two of them strolled around the streets to digest their food. Fang Xin saw that Jing Yi was still thinking about the black-rimmed glasses he used for his disguise, so he reluctantly took him to an eyeglasses shop on the roadside and bought him a pair of half-rimmed glasses that matched his temperament and style. Only then did the two of them go into the cinema to watch "Sword and Shield".
In terms of plot alone, Sword and Shield may not be particularly profound, but it is indeed an excellent commercial blockbuster. The pacing is brisk and there are no dull moments. The special effects and sound effects are outstanding, allowing you to enjoy a visual and auditory feast to your heart's content. You can feel the ultimate thrill without having to think.
As they walked out of the movie theater, both of them felt that the ticket price had been well spent. Jing Yitong asked Fang Xingu, "Both the dramatic and action scenes were good. What did you think?"
“It’s good,” Fang Xingu rubbed his temples, “but it feels like taking a three-hour listening test, it’s mentally taxing.”
Jing Yitong couldn't help but laugh out loud: "Your English has deteriorated."
"...Stop laughing at me," Fang Xin glanced at him, "You should first reflect on why nobody knows you abroad, and hurry up and work hard to get on the international stage."
Jing Yitong choked up: "But it seems like nobody knows you?"
Fang Xingu crossed his arms: "You debuted three years earlier than me, did you work for nothing?"
Jing Yitong laughed and said, "Okay, okay, I'll go back and work hard to spend the whole year in the crew."
"Then don't tire out Teacher Jing too much," Fang Xingu said with a laugh, then asked curiously, "But it's been quite a while since we've seen your movies or TV series. What happened?"
"Sigh, we originally had a suspense film planned for release last year, but due to policy changes and the fact that our film is a bit gory, it didn't pass the review. We had to re-edit it and submit it for review, which delayed the process. I estimate it will be released in the first half of next year."
Neither of them wanted to go back to the hotel so early, so they strolled aimlessly through the streets chatting. When they passed a flower shop, Fang Xingu called out to Jing Yitong.
Jing Yitong asked, puzzled, "You're buying flowers too?"
Fang Xin shook his head: "No, I want to buy a vase. Subo's bouquet is quite nice, but we can't take it with us tomorrow. But it wouldn't be good to throw it away. I was thinking of putting the flowers in a vase. We're going to Subo's house tomorrow morning anyway, so I'll leave the flowers for her to take care of herself."
Jing Yitong thought the bouquet was very beautiful, and it was a real pity that they couldn't take it with them, so he went to the flower shop with Fang Xingu and picked out a semi-transparent vase with a frosted texture.
Back at the hotel, Fang Xin untied the ribbon of the bouquet and was about to put the flowers into the vase when his phone started buzzing. He picked it up and saw it was Xu Subo again. He picked up his phone to reply to the message, leaving the task of arranging the flowers to Jing Yitong.
Xu Subo: Have you arrived at the hotel yet?
Fang Xin Gu: We've arrived. You still have time to care about me on your wedding night?
Xu Subo: [Smiling] I not only care about you, but I also care about your stomach. Did you enjoy your Chinese food just now?
Fang Xingu then realized something was wrong: How did you know I ate Chinese food for dinner?
Xu Subo: You two went to a Chinese restaurant so openly and honestly. Didn't you consider that the people who ate there might recognize you? [Photos] ×2
Fang Xingu clicked on the photos and glanced at them. They were indeed photos of him and Jing Yitong having dinner today, but the two candid photos were blurry, only showing the upper half of Fang Xingu's face with his black-rimmed glasses. Although Fang Xingu himself knew at a glance that it was him and Jing Yitong, as long as they denied it to the death, no one could deny it.
Fang Xingu didn't take it seriously: "The photo is so blurry, I'll deny it to the death, what can they do to me?"
Although Fang Xin Gu was quite open-minded, he still wanted to confirm the source of the photo. He first glanced at the trending topics to make sure his name wasn't on them. That made sense; if he were trending, Qi Qiu would definitely be the first to contact him. Since he wasn't trending, it was just a minor squabble among fans.
He pressed Xu Subo: Where did you see the photo?
Xu Subo forwarded him a link: [Link: Can anyone identify if this person is Fang Xingu?]
Fang Xingu clicked into the post and found that it was actually a post in the CP super topic between him and Jing Yitong. He asked Xu Subo speechlessly: Why are you still browsing the CP super topic?
Xu Subo sneered: "When I think about the blows I've suffered these past two days, I just want to see how badly these fans are eating :)"
Fang Xingu remained silent for a moment, then quickly ended the conversation as if nothing had happened.
The next morning, before heading to the airport, Fang Xin and Jing Yi took the vase filled with flowers and went to Xu Subo's house first.
Fang Xingu placed the vase on the entryway of her house. Xu Subo said in surprise, "You came all this way, and you even brought me a gift?"
Fang Xin fiddled with the flowers inside: "When have I ever missed giving you a gift? It's just that we're leaving and it's inconvenient to take the bouquet with us, so we have to return the flowers to you in a different way."
Xu Subo then realized that the flowers looked quite familiar. She laughed and said, "Alright, the flowers I gave away have ended up back in my hands."
Fang Xingu: "This is to tell you that happiness is in your own hands."
Xu Subo frowned: "Hiss, please stop this behavior of valuing things anytime, anywhere."
Jing Yitong suddenly said, "I won't say any more, we have to catch our flight."
Xu Subo glared at Jing Yitong, who had abruptly interrupted, before saying to Fang Xin, "Then we'll meet again next year when I return to China."
Fang Xingu smiled and waved to her: "Happy wedding, see you next year."
After the two left, Xu Subo placed the vase on the dining table. Her husband, Evans, added some nutrient solution to the vase and suddenly asked in confusion, "Hey, isn't one flower missing?"
Xu Subo leaned against the dining table, looking at the vase from left to right but not seeing anything wrong: "You can even see that?"
Evans looked at her with displeasure: "I arranged this bouquet myself!"
Xu Subo smiled and planted a kiss on his cheek: "It's probably because a few flowers withered, so they just threw them away. It's not a big deal."
Evans wrapped his arms around her waist and laughed: "Okay, I accept that explanation."
Meanwhile, Fang Xin and Jing Yi checked in their luggage and waited to board their plane at the airport.
Fang Xin was wearing headphones and resting with his eyes closed. Jing Yitong nudged him a couple of times before he took off his headphones and asked, "What's wrong?"
Jing Yitong had mentally prepared himself before asking the question he had been wanting to ask: "Where will you be staying after you arrive in Beijing tomorrow?"
"Let's stay at a hotel first."
"Didn't you say before that you were going to stay in Beijing for a while?"
Fang Xingu had mentioned during their previous conversation that he was going to rehearse for Beijing TV's New Year's Eve gala the next night, and would stay in Beijing afterward to work on his album, which would probably take five or six months. He definitely couldn't stay in a hotel all the time.
Fang Xingu nodded: "Yes, we'll definitely need to rent a place later. My agent has already looked at a few for me. I'll decide which one to rent when I get to Beijing, but I'll need to stay in a hotel for the next few days to tide me over."
After thinking for a moment, Jing Yitong said, "Or, would you like to stay at my place?"
Fang Xingu was stunned: "...Huh?"
Jing Yitong then promoted his house: "No rented house outside can compare to mine. At least you don't have to worry about privacy and security, and it's not far from Cao Yangxi's studio. Besides, you know my house; the guest room has been empty all this time."
Fang Xingu naturally knew that Jing Yitong had a house in Beijing. He had visited it twice a few years ago. He had also entrusted Qi Qiu to send a birthday gift to Jing Yitong to this address. The location and environment there were indeed very good.
Jing Yitong added more: "Besides, when you're making an album, you sometimes need to play the piano, right? I happen to have a piano there, and you might not be able to find such a place when you rent a house outside."
Fang Xin was unsurprisingly moved.
He looked down and counted on his fingers. Jing Yitong's house must be very nice. If possible, he would certainly like to live with Jing Yitong. But then he thought that he had not yet agreed to the marriage. Would it be inappropriate to move into someone else's house and live together like this?
After hesitating for a while, Fang Xingu thought, what's the big deal? They're both men, living together won't cause any problems. Besides, he's stayed at Jing Yitong's house many times, so why would he miss this one?
After thinking for a while, Fang Xingu put aside his almost non-existent reserve and nodded in agreement: "Okay, then I'll stay at your house for a while."
Jing Yitong laughed: "Okay, my studio's car will pick me up from the airport tomorrow, and we'll take you home together then?"
Hearing the words "go home" warmed Fang Xingu's heart. He said, "Okay, then I'll tell my agent that he doesn't need to come pick me up."
After the two agreed on this, Fang Xingu picked up his phone and sent a message to Qi Qiu: You don't need to pick me up from the airport tomorrow.
Qi Qiu asked in confusion: "Then how will you get there?"
Fang Xin Gu: I'm going to stay at Jing Yi Tong's house. I'll just go with his car then.
This time, Qi Qiu took a while to reply: Uh... will you move out after you move in?
Fang Xin Gu: ?
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Author's note: Great! We're starting to live together! [pats head]
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