Chapter 121 Happy Birthday (39,000 words) So she was adopted after all…
Jiang Tinghan was slightly reserved at this moment because she had landed in Hong Kong on a private jet with Kwon Ji-yong's parents, while Kwon Ji-yong himself had taken a different flight to meet his fans and was not here.
The private jet was certainly not bought by the young couple. Nowadays, only a fool would spend a lot of money to maintain a private jet that he would only fly a few times a year. It was a private jet from the Czech brand Jaguar, which was co-branded with Kwon Ji-yong.
The new album's "U" logo and "G-Dragon" name are also on it, which is a perk that Xiaohan got to ride on her boyfriend's coattails. It seems that even Kwon Ji-yong himself has never ridden on it.
Jiang Tinghan sat next to the two elders, separated by an aisle. There were two bodyguards in front and behind her, responsible for protecting her. One was a Korean bodyguard who had worked with Lumera before, and the other was a Brazilian female bodyguard hired for Coldy last year. She was said to be a Sanda champion and looked very strong. Jiang Tinghan had wanted to learn from her how to build such a muscular physique, but after seeing the Brazilian woman's daily training, she immediately gave up and decided to give herself a way out.
Anyway, having bodyguards around makes you feel very safe. When Jiang Tinghan went to pick up the two elders, he introduced the two bodyguards. The mother of the dragon even kindly asked the bodyguards if they had eaten. They ate together at a nearby restaurant before arriving at the airport.
As the plane ascended, the two elders, who had followed Kwon Ji-yong around on tour, showed no signs of discomfort. "Tinghan, I heard from G-Dragon that your parents are coming too? It's for this Hong Kong concert."
"Ah..." Jiang Tinghan calmed down a bit. "Yes, they called me this morning to say I had boarded the plane."
"Oh—" Father Long frowned, slightly concerned. "It must be quite a long way from your hometown to Hong Kong. You must have suffered a lot."
Jiang Tinghan was taken aback, then saw the approving expression on Long Ma's face and wondered if the two of them knew the distance between Heilongjiang and Hong Kong in private.
A warm feeling welled up in her heart: "Yes, but the two of them officially retired last year and have now moved to the south. Their flight time should be much shorter than ours. They are originally from the south."
"So that's how it is. Then how did you end up going to Heilongjiang?" Although the Chinese province name that Long Ma said wasn't standard, it still really shocked Jiang Tinghan for a moment.
She suppressed her surprise and continued, "Because of work, we went to the north. When we were young, one of us worked on the border and the other was an engineer in charge of oil exploration. Later, we both became high school teachers."
It was also because my mother was exposed to dangerous substances such as petroleum and rare metals for a long time that she fell ill. When she went to the hospital for a check-up, the doctor said that the possibility of pregnancy was very low and that she might also have serious pregnancy complications. So my parents never had children. My mother was a great exploration engineer before, and later became a great teacher and mother.
This time it was Long's father's turn to be surprised. The professions of the two future in-laws were clearly not simple. He couldn't help but sigh, "No wonder you were able to raise such a smart child as Tinghan. It's obvious that you have good genes, a good family upbringing, and good family traditions."
“Yes.” Jiang Tinghan’s eyes curved into a smile. “But I was actually adopted by them. My godfather met me on the street. He wanted to adopt me but I didn’t meet the requirements. He couldn’t bear to send me to an orphanage, so he asked my current parents to help me have a happy family.”
Both the dragon's parents were taken aback and blurted out, "What?"
Jiang Tinghan's smile brightened even more, realizing that he was indeed her biological son.
Daenerys gently patted Daddy, as if to say, "Why do you keep reopening old wounds?"
Long's father lowered his voice and said, "You've really worked too hard, kid. I've never heard Ji Yong say that before."
Jiang Tinghan paused for a second: "Oppa... probably doesn't know either, right? I haven't mentioned this to him."
Because Kwon Ji-yong didn't ask much, and she didn't think being adopted was anything special, there was no need to talk about it. She never thought about it normally, and it had been dragged on until now.
“Kenchana,” Daenerys said gently, ignoring the younger generation, “we will be your mother and father from now on.”
Jiang Tinghan was still not used to the kindness shown by her elders, but her heart felt like it was soaking in a pond during the warm spring season, getting warmer and warmer. She whispered, "Mom?"
After looking at her father, she hesitated for a second, then said, "Uncle."
I wish I hadn't teased Kwon Ji-yong before; now I have to mentally prepare myself before even saying that nickname.
"Sigh." The two elders responded one after the other, their expressions becoming much more amiable.
Daenerys Targaryen changed the subject, trying to avoid making the conversation more somber: "So, which city are you two in now...?"
"Xiamen."
She looked out the porthole at the clear blue sky and thought to herself that the weather was exceptionally good today.
"It's a coastal city, and the winters are quite comfortable, but my parents seem to prefer their old life and say they want to go back every day."
Daenerys smiled and said, "That's right. Even if you can live a better life in one place, you might not be willing to stay there for a long time. We've lived in that house for a long time. Gary Chung has also talked about moving, but we know all the neighbors and we're doing pretty well, so there's no need to change."
Long's father's laughter was a bit somber, but his expression remained gentle: "Our house is quite big now, haha, the child always likes to play in the yard."
Strangely enough, when Kwon Ji-yong first sent Haha, this naughty kid, to his parents' house, it didn't cause any trouble. It was quite obedient to the two elders, which led Kwon Ji-yong to believe that this silly dog was only targeting him.
Does this mean that Kwon Ji-yong has the lowest status in this big idiot's heart? That doesn't make sense!
Jiang Tinghan's tone also softened, as if one could smell the faint fragrance of flowers: "As long as you are happy, that's all that matters. Although my parents say that, they have made a lot of new friends in Xiamen. They get up early in the morning to go for a walk with them, and then go to the charity home to teach the children. They are never idle for a moment."
Long's parents didn't know much about Jiang Tinghan's parents, but after hearing what Jiang Tinghan said, they couldn't help but feel a sense of respect for them. They were truly outstanding and kind people.
Jiang Tinghan knew that the Dragon Dads and Dragon Moms were interested in her parents, so she even went through their WeChat chat history and showed them the photos.
It was taken by Jiang's father, showing Jiang's mother reciting poems to the children. To be precise, it was Lin's mother. The father's name is Jiang Jianfeng, and the mother's name is Lin Qinmei. The names of the family of three could easily be used to star in a TV series about a wealthy and prestigious family.
Dragon Mom accidentally tapped the screen and logged out, only to immediately see a message from Jiang's father: "I'm starving, and she keeps going on and on." The message even had a strange rhyme, but the sense of a powerful figure from a wealthy family that the name implied vanished instantly.
This was still in the family group chat. A little while later, Lin's mother posted a photo of Jiang's father carrying a tray of food, along with the caption, "Keep an eye on your dad during the New Year. Be careful he doesn't get dragged off to another family's table and slaughtered."
Her sharp tongue was so biting she almost said "your dad is a pig," which shows that while Jiang Tinghan's sharp tongue wasn't hereditary, it was partly due to what she'd been exposed to.
Fortunately, the two elders couldn't read Chinese, so they simply said "they have a very good relationship," thus preserving the image of the two long-time teachers.
The plane landed quickly. Although Kwon Ji-yong himself was busy with rehearsals and couldn't come, he sent a driver to pick up Jiang Tinghan and his parents and take them to the hotel.
Everyone was assigned to the same floor. Jiang Tinghan naturally shared the presidential suite with Quan Zhilong. The room at the very edge was Jiang Tinghan's godfather's room. He had said on the phone that morning that he wanted to see what charm this kid had that could attract his good daughter, so he came here with great fanfare. Next to it was Jiang's parents' room. They had arrived early and should have already met Quan Zhilong.
It gives me a sense of déjà vu, like my parents changing trains.
In the evening, Jiang Tinghan had dinner with several elders. Quan Zhilong was still busy with the stage and didn't have time to come, so he could only look at the message Jiang Tinghan sent him with a sense of grievance.
Including but not limited to "Simultaneous interpreting is so difficult..."
"I want to apply for translation pay!"
"Today's Cantonese dishes are very plentiful, and there's a lot of king crab meat. My mom really likes it."
"Oh, I don't need to translate anymore. Translators are truly the greatest invention in the world."
"They were having such a lively chat, lol, but it's an atmosphere I just can't join in."
"My mom said Jiyong is a good kid, it's a shame he's not here."
"It seems like we're planning to go shopping later, I think I should leave."
"We even added each other on WeChat. Oppa, you can be WeChat friends with your dad and mom now, aren't you touched?"
Kwon Ji-yong was so overwhelmed by the numerous messages that it felt like a live chat that he wished he could finish all his work immediately and go have dinner with his family. He hadn't even witnessed such an important moment!
Jiang Tinghan eventually went shopping with him, and they walked around Mong Kok and Tsim Sha Tsui.
It rained a little in Hong Kong today, but the weather was nice in the evening. She wore a halter-neck, sleeveless, navy blue casual long dress, which looked like a shimmering sea under the night sky.
Her godfather took several photos of her, and after seeing them, he immediately sent them to Kwon Ji-yong, then said quietly, "We were supposed to have dinner together, why didn't this kid come today..."
Jiang Tinghan couldn't help but smile: "I can't help being busy. I'll be staying here for several more days. Don't worry, I'll definitely get to eat this meal."
Kwon Ji-yong, who was completely unaware of this, sent a bunch of kiss emojis after seeing the news, sending "Yebo" as if it were free.
Just a few steps away in Mong Kok, you can see a huge support screen for Kwon Ji-yong. It's a three-section screen. Because there were so many people, they didn't stop, just looked at it from afar for a while, took a picture, and left.
Jiang's parents are quite open-minded and accepting of Kwon Ji-yong's hair changing color in a photo. Lin's mother even praised him as "handsome," while his godfather took the opportunity to say, "He has the style of me back in the day." Ji-yong's parents, however, were worried. They wondered what would happen to their son's hair if it wasn't properly cared for.
Jiang Tinghan observed the expressions on Long's parents' faces and suddenly remembered that Quan Zhilong had once said that Long's mother had scolded him for getting more tattoos, otherwise he would really be like a thug. Jiang Tinghan's lips curled up slightly.
She stood a little further away, took a group photo of the elders' backs and the large screen showing them in the same frame, and then sent it with a tap of her finger.
Oh my god! How did we end up here...?
Kwon Ji-yong's reply seemed to be on its last legs. He said he sometimes feels shy when he sees his own photos and stage performances, let alone his family.
The shyness lasted only a second before the man started baring his teeth and brandishing his claws again:
Have you checked out my fan support event yet? It seems like my uncles and aunties really like me!
Jiang Tinghan didn't retort with "narcissistic" as usual, but instead replied with: [Internal]
"Tinghan~" Quan Zhilong insisted on dragging Jiang Tinghan to have dinner with him. At that time, Jiang Tinghan had already taken a bath and was dressed. Looking at Quan Zhilong's resentful eyes, which seemed to have been in the cold palace for ten years, she felt a little sorry for him and went out with him anyway.
He went to the restaurant where Jiang Tinghan had gone with her family that night. The waiters hadn't even changed shifts yet. Jiang Tinghan felt a little embarrassed to see the waiters she had seen just a few hours earlier. Kwon Ji-yong, however, said matter-of-factly, "If you eat here once in one day and then come back to eat here again, doesn't that just show how delicious the restaurant is to the waiters?"
One should have the same self-confidence as G-Daddy.
Jiang Tinghan thought it made a lot of sense, but she was already so full that she could only watch Kwon Ji-yong feast.
“Tinghan, do you know what? I never imagined that my first meeting with the parents would be like this. Everything happened so fast, but it really happened.” Kwon Ji-yong began to talk about his meeting with Jiang Tinghan’s parents during the day.
Right there at the hotel, as his plane landed, he arrived at his room with two bodyguards. Looking to the side, he saw Jiang Tinghan's parents, whom he had planned to have lunch with. He was completely unprepared and met them unexpectedly.
Then we had lunch together.
I thought Jiang Tinghan's godfather would have some issues with him, after all, he wouldn't feel at ease if his daughter dated a boyfriend who was more than ten years older than him and who was once a rumored emperor. But the expected interrogation didn't happen at all, it was just a normal chat.
It was at this time that Kwon Ji-yong learned about Jiang Tinghan's background. His godfather told him about his background with great earnestness, and after seeing his astonished expression, he showed the expression he had expected: "Tinghan really didn't tell you."
Kwon Ji-yong's voice was somewhat low: "Baby, I don't mean to blame you for anything, but I don't think I know you as well as I thought. I know you had a dog named Wangcai when you were little, but I don't know what kind of life you lived before you were adopted, or how you felt when you were abandoned. I know you had a crazy suitor in college, but I don't know who your friends were or what stories happened between you."
He felt he hadn't done enough. In four months, it would be their third anniversary, and he still knew very little about Jiang Tinghan's past.
Jiang Tinghan thought to herself that her father had lied to her again; it turned out he had already eaten with Quan Zhilong.
"Oppa, have I asked you too many questions about your past?"
Kwon Ji-yong paused for a moment, a hint of confusion appearing in his amber eyes: "It seems like there is... but it also seems like there isn't?"
They rarely mention what happened before they met, but if they bring up things from before last month, it happens quite frequently.
“Not much, right? The reason it seems like I know more about Oppa’s past than Oppa knows about me is because you’ve always been on screen. Even if Oppa doesn’t mention it, I can see it whenever I go online,” Jiang Tinghan said slowly. “But I’ve been an ordinary person for twenty years, so it’s normal that you don’t know my past.”
"Why were you so confident just now, but now you feel it's your own problem?" she asked, somewhat puzzled.
Jiang Tinghan is different from many people Quan Zhilong has met before. Most of those people "take" from Quan Zhilong, making him want to give more "goodness" to satisfy that "take". Many people, even if they don't admit it, are dependent on Quan Zhilong, simply because he is always the one who does not disappoint and is worthy of their trust.
Jiang Tinghan is the kind of person who will always tell Kwon Ji-yong, "You've done enough, better than anyone else in the world." "Logically speaking, shouldn't Oppa be blaming me for not telling you this?"
Kwon Ji-yong: "No... Ting-han, you have the right to decide whether or not to tell me this. It's not your problem, but upon closer inspection, Ting-han, you don't look like your uncle and aunt at all, but I didn't notice..."
Jiang Tinghan was still puzzled: "What's wrong with that? Ran Mouri has been with Conan for so long and she still hasn't recognized him as Shinichi, has she? Besides, children don't necessarily look like their parents. Kwon Ji-yong, you're so twisted. Why do you have to demand perfection from yourself?"
“I know you feel sorry for me, but feeling sorry for me doesn’t mean you have to feel guilty. Even if you know I was adopted, you can’t go back twenty years to change the fact that I became an orphan. You don’t need to know all of me to love all of me. I’m happy now because of you, and that’s enough.”
Her words were both cruel and warm, leaving Kwon Ji-yong's emotions on a rollercoaster.
“Wow…” Kwon Ji-yong pursed his lips, “That’s a golden line… How can someone say something so calmly and coolly…”
Jiang Tinghan's pent-up anger dissipated instantly, and he looked helpless: "I was saying you have something wrong with your brain, you idiot. Why are you praising me? Do you really have something wrong with your brain?"
“There is definitely a problem, otherwise how come we didn’t discover that Tinghan isn’t our biological son…” Kwon Ji-yong even agreed.
Jiang Tinghan was about to "scold" him a few more times when she gave Kwon Jiyong a deep look, as if she had noticed something, and narrowed her eyes: "Kwon Jiyong, do you want to hear me scold you a few more times?"
Kwon Ji-yong, who had been wearing a long face, suddenly brightened up and smiled: "Oh dear, I didn't expect to be found out so quickly."
His expression quickly turned serious again: "But I've taken your words to heart, Han. Really, haven't you said something similar before, like... rather than wasting your own time, it's better to blame others?"
Jiang Tinghan stared at Kwon Ji-yong for two seconds, thinking to himself, "What kind of masochist is this, even daring to be scolded?"
She raised an eyebrow, her tone slightly dissatisfied: "That's quite different, isn't it? But now it seems that Oppa didn't listen to what I said before. No matter what happens, he still looks for his own problems first."
"No way!" Kwon Ji-yong completely denied it. "I don't care what people who hate me say anymore. They can't affect me."
"It's not just... never mind." Jiang Tinghan felt a bit of a headache. She couldn't say directly that there were people who liked her. For example, if she performed very well, but her old fans said they were disappointed in her, she would feel guilty for a while. For example, if someone close to her entrusted her with important tasks, she would be a hands-off manager and reap the benefits, but she would still have to work hard to deliver a perfect score. For example, even if someone she didn't know well asked her for help time and time again, she would soften her heart and agree.
Like Vince, a producer from a certain black-market company. I don't know what got into him that he wanted to release a single, and he even pestered Kwon Ji-yong for years to feature on it. When Jiang Tinghan found out before, she really wanted to roll her eyes.
However, having a pure and saintly heart is one of the fundamental qualities of G-Dragon. Even if Jiang Tinghan says he has a "saintly complex," he can't change it. If he did, he wouldn't be G-Dragon.
So let's just forget about it. Kwon Ji-yong can do whatever he wants. Even if something really goes wrong, she can help share the burden.
Jiang Tinghan began to answer Quan Zhilong's questions one by one: "I don't really remember what happened before I was adopted. It's like that memory was sealed away. I went to the hospital before and there was nothing wrong. Maybe I was just too young at the time and don't remember what happened. I don't know if I was abandoned. Even if I was abandoned... I probably wouldn't feel anything because I don't remember anything."
"Huh?!" Kwon Ji-yong's voice suddenly rose, and he became very adept at blaming others at this moment. "Ting Han, why didn't you say so earlier? I've been imagining a snowy day all day, with snow as thick as my knees, and you, a little kid dressed so lightly, crying loudly in the snow. It's so pitiful to see such a small child like you..."
Jiang Tinghan was silent for a moment, then said in an incredulous tone, "If the snow was this thick, I would have been buried to death, right? It's not that exaggerated. My birthday is August 8th, which means I was found on that day. Where would snow come from in the middle of summer? Oppa, please stop playing Pab, it's too much."
That can't be right. Isn't Kwon Ji-yong usually quite smart? How come he can't even figure out such a simple thing?
Does meeting her automatically halve your IQ?
Kwon Ji-yong continued cosplaying as a concubine in the cold palace, saying pitifully, "So it's still my fault..."
Jiang Tinghan finally couldn't hold back and hit him: "Shut up and eat your food!"
Kwon Ji-yong, his beak pinched into a chicken-like shape, still mumbled and grumbled, "How can I eat if I close my mouth? Eating... doesn't... require... opening my mouth...?"
"..."
Jiang Tinghan felt a moment of despair. If there were a god, please send one of his subordinates to take Quan Zhilong away!
He's a truly magical man who can make you feel sorry for him one second and get annoyed the next.
After returning home, Jiang Tinghan went to sleep in another room and locked the door. Quan Zhilong pretended to be pitiful outside the door, saying that he burned his hand while boiling water, that he was hungry and missed his cats and dogs, and that he had a new song idea and wanted to discuss it with Jiang Tinghan. In short, he just wouldn't stay quiet.
Anyone who didn't know better would think that World War III was happening outside.
This reminded Jiang Tinghan of the times when they would close the door to prevent Zoa from coming in, and Zoa would scratch at the door and whine incessantly, sounding more and more pitiful, like she was crying.
It's exactly the same.
Cats are creatures that look cute but can drive people crazy.
Those who want to keep birds might also consider Ji De Lai Gun. Friends who have been with him say he is quiet in private, but Jiang Tinghan just feels that he is not the same person as Kwon Ji-yong she knows. He chatters non-stop all day long.
It's so noisy; I've gotten myself into a relationship with a pearl bird.
Jiang Tinghan later opened the door, glanced at Quan Zhilong through the crack, and threw a paper ball at him.
The message that appeared was a long string of Chinese characters. The gist of it was, "I need to sleep. If I don't sleep well, my voice won't be in good condition, and I won't be able to create a perfect stage for everyone. I'll lose the motivation to go on stage, so I'll leave being a guest performer at a concert for another time."
This perfectly exploited Kwon Ji-yong's weakness, and he finally stopped making a fuss and ran back to his room to vent his frustration.
The emo hadn't even lasted half an hour before midnight on August 8th arrived, and Jiang Tinghan's newly adapted single "I Like You" was officially released!
Although Kwon Ji-yong had listened to it many times, he still clicked on it immediately to increase the number of plays and likes, then went on Instagram to select pictures and background music for promotion, and added a short caption.
He had tried his best to control his indecisiveness, but by the time he finished, it was already 12:01 AM on August 8th. It was too late to run to Jiang Tinghan's door and shout "Happy Birthday!" Honestly, why did this have to happen at a time like this, the first time they'd ever had a disagreement since they started dating?
So he waited until 12:08, having stood at the door since 07. At 55 seconds, he knocked twice, but there was no answer from inside.
Kwon Ji-yong was not discouraged. He jumped to 0.8 points and said to the closed door, "Tinghan, happy 24th birthday!"
This sentence was spoken in Chinese, and the pronunciation was so standard that you couldn't tell he was actually Korean.
The next second, the door clicked open, revealing that fair and beautiful face.
Judging from the distance from the bed to the door, it wouldn't take a second to get there, so Jiang Tinghan should have been standing behind the door long ago.
Kwon Ji-yong carefully observed Jiang Tinghan's expression, which remained indifferent, showing no sign of anger. Indeed, he wasn't angry; he just found Jiang too noisy and wanted some peace and quiet.
Jiang Tinghan stepped aside, making way for the doorway. Quan Zhilong seized the opportunity to slip in and said in his old childish voice, "Congratulations to our Tinghan for growing another year older. That's really amazing. At only twenty-four years old, you've already reached a height that most people can't reach in their entire lives."
Jiang Tinghan looked at Kwon Ji-yong, who had a smile on his face, and said meaningfully, "Speak less when you come in, or I really will throw you out, you Kwon Ji-yong."
Kwon Ji-yong is now desensitized to Jiang Tinghan calling him by his full name, and raised his hand to swear: "I will be as quiet as if I have been put under a silencing spell."
Jiang Tinghan: "Just say 'inside'."
Kwon Ji-yong suddenly became excited: "Yes~"
It's impossible to make him be more conventional; you have to make something special about either the content of his speech or his tone.
Jiang Tinghan seemed somewhat helpless, but a strange smile appeared on her lips as she recalled the new post she had just seen from xxxibgdrgn.
The cover of the book "I Like You" features two or three yellowed leaves scattered on the cement ground after the rain, with ripples spreading in the puddles. The puddles seem to reflect the image of a woman standing on the street. With the added effect, the leaves look like an umbrella she is holding in the reflection. However, a corner of the cover reveals her wet trouser leg. Looking at this cover, one can automatically imagine a tragic story.
The background music wasn't "I Like You," but rather one of G-Dragon's new songs, "GYRO-DROP."
The two lines of lyrics that came with it were, "The way you me baby it ain't fair."
“Sweet like Cotton candy.”
You can manipulate and control me however you want, even if it's unfair to me.
But I still find it sweet and delightful.
as well as--
@xxxibgdrgn: Me too (cake) (cake)
I like you.
Me too.
He added the Korean word "Sa" after the emoji, which looked abrupt, as if he had made a typo.
Jiang Tinghan guessed that this should be the sa in i-sip-sa(24)?
If you remove the two cakes, it becomes Na-do-sa.
"Sa" can be the beginning of Korean words such as "I love you," "to date," and "to buy."
What word was Kwon Ji-yong trying to express?
Jiang Tinghan thought to herself, "This is so difficult."
She couldn't guess either.
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Author's note: It couldn't be love, could it?
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