Pan Yang stood at the restaurant entrance, quietly watching the security guard.
"This place is reserved for today. You can't come in without an invitation." The security guard at the entrance was clearly very dedicated.
"Do you know Xu Zhouyang?" Pan Yang crossed his arms, looking like a spoiled rich kid who hadn't learned his lesson.
The security guard nodded: "What's your relationship with Mr. Xu?"
Fan Yang was speechless. What could he say? Father and son? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
The security guard was speechless for a moment, then took a deep breath and said, "Young master, if there really is someone you know inside, you can make a phone call."
"..." You think I don't know?! If I had my phone, would I still be outside the door?!
Pan Yang looked at the security guard with a serious expression, then suddenly pointed to the sky: "Look at UFO!"
The security guard looked at Fan Yang as if he were an idiot: "We are professionally trained, please show us some respect."
“You said it yourself.” Pan Yang’s eyes lit up, and he rushed in quickly.
Then he kicked open a door to a room. Oh dear, he'd gone to the wrong room. For a moment, both sides fell silent, and then he quietly closed the door.
He patted his chest and said, "The stacking is terrifying!"
"Hey kid! Don't run away!" the two security guards shouted when they saw Pan Yang.
How could he not run! Then, Pan Yang quickly found a room and kicked it open again, this time hitting the right spot.
Everyone in the room turned to look at Fan Yang. Xu Zhouyang was sitting right in front of the door and recognized the person in an instant.
Beside him stood a woman in a red dress with red nail polish, her restless hand almost touching Xu Zhouyang's chest.
Xu Zhouyang was somewhat surprised and stood up first: "Panyang, what brings you here?"
"I'm sorry, gentlemen, I couldn't stop him. I'll take him out now." The security guard who caught up quickly said. This private room was full of big shots, and he couldn't afford to offend them.
"What are you doing blocking me? Can't you see they're Mr. Xu's people!" The person closest to the door was the first to react and reprimanded.
Upon hearing this, the security guard apologized repeatedly, closed the door, and left.
Pan Yang glanced around the room; most of the people were around forty, except for the young lady next to Xu Zhouyang.
"Who is she?" Pan Yang narrowed his eyes, his tone seemingly flat, but Zhou Yang knew he was unhappy.
“He’s one of Mr. Zhang’s men, I don’t know him,” Xu Zhouyang quickly said.
Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhang revealed a fawning smile: "This must be your young master. He looks exactly like Mr. Xu. Don't be angry, Mr. Xu. It's normal for men to be a little masculine."
"Mr. Xu will remarry in the future, won't he?"
Pan Yang glanced at President Zhang, a hint of hostility in his eyes: "I'm not his biological son."
He then looked at Xu Zhouyang, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth, but no real smile: "Mr. Xu, are you planning to remarry in the future?"
That bastard thinks he's all that, huh! See? We've spoiled him too much!
001: "..." For a moment, she didn't know where to begin her complaints about the host.
"I won't marry her." Xu Zhouyang said instinctively as he looked at Fan Yang, not even understanding why he didn't want Fan Yang to misunderstand.
“I won’t lower the price for the contract. If Mr. Zhang doesn’t sign, I’ll find someone else tomorrow.” Xu Zhouyang walked around the woman and stepped in front of Pan Yang.
"Let's go home. Mr. Zhang can just call if he needs anything." She pulled Pan Yang away.
In the car, Pan Yang sat in the passenger seat, quietly looking ahead without saying a word.
Xu Zhouyang sighed: "Don't worry, Pan Yang, I won't get married. I was going to turn down that girl anyway."
He glanced at Pan Yang, then looked at the road ahead: "You're eighteen now, and you'll be getting married in a few years. Don't listen to that Mr. Zhang. Just live a good life from now on."
"Married? With whom?" Pan Yang looked at Xu Zhouyang. There were no lights in the car, only the flashing lights from the roadside shining through the window onto him.
"Naturally, it's someone you like."
Pan Yang didn't respond, and the car quickly fell silent again.
Back home, Xu Zhouyang took off his suit jacket and removed his tie.
Pan Yang stood to the side, his eyes darkening.
"You haven't had dinner yet, have you? What would you like to eat? I'll make it for you." With that, Xu Zhouyang walked into the kitchen with practiced ease.
Pan Yang stood in the kitchen doorway, leaning against the wall: "You said I'd marry the person I love in the future?"
"Hmm, what's wrong?" Xu Zhouyang clearly didn't expect Pan Yang to bring this up, but still took out some ingredients from the refrigerator: "Is it okay if we have some Zhajiangmian (noodles with soybean paste)?"
“What if…” Huan Yang looked at him, his dark eyes flickering, “I like you?”
How could I say something like that! I've lost all face! Hold it in! I'm the cool, aloof boss!
001 was even more speechless. How could the host be so hypocritical!
Xu Zhouyang froze as he cut the meat, then turned to look at Pan Yang standing at the door. Pan Yang had a serious expression on his face and didn't seem to be joking at all.
“You’re still young, it’s just that you can’t accept that I’m not your biological father right now.” Xu Zhouyang tried his best to relax, even though he felt tense all over.
"You'll understand later, Fan Yang, that you don't like me." As he said this, he felt his heart skip a beat.
Pan Yang walked up to him; the boy was already about the same height as him.
Xu Zhouyang instinctively took a step back. Now it seemed that he had just realized that the child he had raised with his own hands had really grown up. It was as if the dark eyes of the child could devour him.
"Pan Yang, I know you might just be acting on impulse, and you'll definitely regret it later."
"Have you ever regretted it?"
"What?" Xu Zhouyang was somewhat bewildered.
"Do you regret it?" Pan Yang repeated to himself.
In so many worlds, for whatever reason, you always seem to run into me, even with the future uncertain. Have you ever regretted it?
Clearly, Xu Zhouyang couldn't give him an answer right now, so in the end, Pan Yang took a few steps back and said, "Don't bother making dinner, I'm not eating."
After saying that, he went upstairs to his room without hesitation.
Xu Zhouyang stood there, staring blankly in the direction where Fan Yang had left, before finally sighing and continuing to cut the meat.
Pan Yang lay in his room, regretting that he had said he wouldn't eat dinner. "Waaah, I'm starving! I'm doomed!"
001: "Hehe." Host, you deserve it, you're just showing off and not eating.
"001 I heard you cursing at me."
001: "Oh dear, I didn't curse the host at all."
Pan Yang: "Thank you, I'm not hungry anymore."
001: "..." Hehe.
There was a sudden knock on the door.
"I've put the rice at the door. Remember to eat it. Just put the plate in the sink, I'll wash it tomorrow morning."
Pan Yang immediately jumped out of bed, opened the door and saw Zhou Yang who was about to leave. Then, expressionless, he picked up the noodles with soybean paste and closed the door.
Waaaaah, it's food! The boss is invincible!
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