Chapter 42: Tripping



“Drip, drip, drip… drip, drip…”

Yan Zi was lying on the bed, with his eyes closed, reaching out in the direction of the sound, but he didn't catch the phone.

I twisted and turned, and reached out again, but still couldn't grab the phone.

“Drip, drip, drip… drip, drip…”

Roll over onto your stomach and put the pillow over your head.

“Drip, drip, drip… drip, drip…”

"Ah~~~" Yan Zi suddenly sat up, screaming and punching the air.

“Drip, drip, drip… drip, drip…”

At this time, I finally saw that my cell phone had somehow fallen under the bed, and the alarm clock was still ringing persistently.

He bent down to pick up his phone and turned off the alarm.

The sleepiness was almost gone, and there was a rumbling thunder outside the window.

I was so drowsy last night that I don’t know when I fell asleep, and I don’t know when it started raining so heavily.

He scratched his hair, put on his slippers and went to the bathroom to wash up.

With her hair tied up and just putting the toothbrush in her mouth, she heard a knock on the door.

When I opened the door with a toothbrush in my mouth, I saw Feng Xiaoyun holding several bags in both hands. The door of Chen Mei's house opposite was also open, and Feng Xiaoyun was handing a bag in one hand to Chen Mei.

"Look at you, it's raining so hard, why are you running out to buy breakfast? Can't you just have a meal at Auntie's house? Is it that Auntie's noodles aren't tasty? Or is it that Auntie's hot noodles aren't tasty?"

While Chen Mei was speaking strangely to Feng Xiaoyun, she took the bag that Feng Xiaoyun handed over with a smile that was barely visible on her face.

"Aunt Mei, what are you talking about? The weather is finally so cool, isn't it comfortable to sleep in? Yan Zi and I eat a lot, it would be so troublesome to ask you to get up and cook. Hey, Aunt Mei, if you want me to eat some soup rice noodles, you can wait until tonight."

"Wait a minute, Aunt Mei will ask Uncle Ma to get you some tea eggs. They're free-range eggs a friend sent from the countryside, and I tell you, they taste really different from the ones sold in supermarkets."

At this time, the two saw Yan Zi open the door, and Feng Xiaoyun handed over the bag in his other hand.

"Come, it's raining so hard that it's inconvenient to go out for dinner. I bought you some crystal shrimp dumplings and oatmeal porridge. They should suit your taste, right?"

Yan Zi held the toothbrush in one hand and took the bag from Feng Xiaoyun with the other hand.

"Look at you, kid. Xiaoyun is just your assistant at work. She even bought you breakfast, but you don't even know how to say thank you." Chen Mei said with a fierce face.

"Ah...oh..." Yan Zi finally came back to his senses. "Thank you!"

After saying that, he retreated back into the room.

"This child is so carefree all day long. It's really all thanks to you, Xiaoyun, who takes care of her."

Yan Zi behind the door put the bag of breakfast on the table, went back to the bathroom, spit out the foam in his mouth, and washed his face with cold water. But his face still felt hot.

Yan Zi, what the hell is wrong with you? Why did your heartbeat quicken and your mind wander when you took something from Feng Xiaoyun and our hands touched? Could it be that the food Feng Xiaoyun brings me every day is infused with some evil spell?

He shook his head, pushed aside these messy thoughts, walked to the dining room and unpacked his breakfast.

A box of crystal clear shrimp dumplings, neatly arranged in a circle.

A bowl of oatmeal sprinkled with your favorite nuts.

Thirty minutes later, Feng Xiaoyun drove Yan Zi to Tianfeng Entertainment, where they were going to start recording a new EP today.

"How was it? Was breakfast delicious this morning?" Feng Xiaoyun saw Yan Zi in the rearview mirror looking absent-minded, and took the initiative to ask.

"It's... such an ordinary breakfast. I've almost forgotten what it tastes like."

"No way! I just saw you go downstairs and throw away two disposable lunch boxes. You finished two large portions and you don't even know what they taste like? Are you Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit?"

Yan Zi didn't know what it felt like when Zhu Bajie ate the ginseng fruit, but she could tell that Feng Xiaoyun called herself a pig.

"Get lost, you're the pig. I...I only ate a little bit, and put the rest in the refrigerator to avoid wasting it."

Feng Xiaoyun didn't expose her: "Yes, yes, I'm very pleased that you can understand the truth that every grain of rice on the plate is hard-earned."

Because of all the random thoughts he had the previous night, Yan Zi felt a little embarrassed when he saw Feng Xiaoyun in the morning. However, he successfully resolved the awkwardness with his ability to make jokes.

The two were chatting when Feng Xiaoyun's phone rang. He looked at the prompt on the central control and saw that it was Sister Chen calling. Feng Xiaoyun answered the call directly in the car.

"Hey, Xiaoyun, are you and Yan Zi here at the company?"

"On the way. It's raining so hard today. What's wrong? Sister Chen."

"It's a bit troublesome. The company originally arranged for Wen Binkang, the same guy from last time, to be your album producer, and planned to officially notify him today. But last night, Wen Binkang was assigned by Xue Congfu to go to Huadu to be the director of a music variety show."

"There are also several producers who remain neutral or do not belong to Xue Congfu. They have all been sent out for various reasons. Now the backup producers given by the company are basically all Xue Congfu's people."

"Not only that, even the band we prepared to play accompaniment was sent out by him under various pretexts."

At this point, Xu Linling's voice interrupted.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't expect Xue Congfu to act so quickly. He saw me inviting you to dinner yesterday afternoon, and he actually made so many arrangements overnight."

This can be considered as a lesson for the young people. An old fox like Xue Congfu would do something immediately if he wanted to. Since he knew that Yan Zi would never side with him, of course he would try to trip him up in various ways.

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