Chapter 51 Dinner Together
Paying a full 200 RMB to get a plush cat doll from a claw machine, with a win-loss ratio of only about 140:1—this was An Shi Gou's most humiliating 90 minutes this year.
Out of respect for the RMB, An Shigou felt he shouldn't continue his ignorant and fearless struggle against the claw machine, but his male pride wouldn't allow him to back down in the slightest! Taking a deep breath, An Shigou opened his payment app, scanned the QR code on the claw machine with difficulty, and just as he entered his three-digit password, he heard a familiar low hum.
He turned his head and saw Tang Wanbai, dressed in all-around gear to evade paparazzi and fans, gripping her phone and typing furiously. Based on his life experience, this typing style, with its force that seemed to pierce the sky and sparks flying from her fingertips, had a 99% chance that Tang Wanbai was currently using a secondary account to dominate the Weibo world and engage in fierce battles with others.
“Standing in front of a claw machine and battling with these idiots is a huge insult to the toys,” An Shigou said. “Put down your phone and join me for another battle!”
"Yanle has been photographed." Tang Wanbai quickly typed out a long passage of the essence extracted from "Fu Xue" and then handed her phone to An Shigou to look at.
An Shigou frowned and quickly took the phone. The current topic on the page was "[Fu Yanle dines with a mysterious man and gets in and out of luxury cars]". He clicked on the three pictures below and found that the person in the photos was indeed Fu Yanle. That idiot went out partying without even changing his clothes. The other "mysterious man" was Yu Jingchen, and a very expensive luxury car was also in the photos.
“Look at the top comment,” Tang Wanbai said.
Scroll down the interface.
[Judging from the back view, Fu Yanle's sugar daddy has a really great figure. Our Zhoucao is so lucky. (Birthday cake)]
"You've lost your mind!" An Shigou said. "Where did you get the idea of a 'sugar daddy' relationship from?!"
Tang Wanbai sighed and said, "This guy is obviously a hater of Yan Le. I saw him in the comments section when he was accused of falsifying his academic credentials last time. Now that he's finally caught some 'proof' with pictures, of course he's going to rush to get the 'solid evidence.' But look at the replies under this comment, there are quite a few sarcastic and inflammatory comments. Based on my experience, someone is deliberately trying to target Yan Le this time."
Fu Yanle is naturally a topic of discussion, and his popularity has recently skyrocketed again due to Star Journey 3. His number of Weibo followers is higher than that of second-tier celebrities. With fame comes controversy, especially since Fu Yanle's appearance on Star Journey 3 was the envy of many.
An Shigou glanced at the chaotic online battle between fans and haters in the comments section and said, "Although these three photos show that the two did not have any intimate contact, the fact that Fu Yanle, the little idiot, had a sugar daddy has not been completely cleared up. With the help of online trolls, the mastermind behind the scenes has already achieved its initial goal."
An Shigou frowned, unable to suppress his suspicions.
But is Yu Jingchen... really that easy to photograph?
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"We've only been gone a short while, and President Yu has already been photographed." Xu Shuo sighed. "President Yu really can't do without me, his all-around, devoted assistant."
“If we hadn’t left, this photo would have become ‘Fu Yanle and his three sugar daddies.’ Although that sounds a bit outrageous, based on the logic of marketing accounts and haters, it’s quite possible. Besides, we can’t rule out the possibility that President Yu deliberately let himself be photographed.” The butler flipped through the menu. “Would you like some cheese potatoes?”
“Eat.” Xu Shuo scrolled through the comments section. “Why is it that the water from this wave of online trolls is so clear and transparent, and the direction is so obvious, yet people still fall for it? I even saw some netizens who claimed to be fans of Young Master Fu, and they actually believed it and even said they would unfollow him. I don’t understand.”
"Because humans are diverse, it's normal that you don't understand. As for those netizens who claim to be fans of Young Master Fu, firstly, you can't be sure if they are really fans of Young Master Fu, secondly, fans are also categorized, and finally, transfer the money to me." The butler finished ordering the food and showed Xu Shuo the payment page, "5727, transfer 2900 to me, thank you for your cooperation."
"No way," Xu Shuo said with a smile. "You treated me to this meal, so I'll treat you back next time. We're adults, so be generous and don't fuss over such a small amount of money."
The butler glanced at him. "When's the next meal?"
"When you die," Xu Shuo scratched the back of his head shyly, "I will sit at the head table during the banquet, and I will take out half of my savings to exchange for ghost money and burn it for you, as a token of our friendship."
“Then every midnight, I will stand by your bedside and sing to you as a way of expressing my gratitude.” The butler put down his phone. “Others may not recognize the gentleman’s back, but those who know him can. You should ask the gentleman for his opinion.”
“That makes sense.” Xu Shuo quickly opened WeChat to express his concern and loyalty to his boss.
[My esteemed President Yu, good evening. Regarding the trending comments on Weibo, what are your instructions? Although I am currently having dinner with Xiao Qiao, I will immediately put down my utensils and be ready to assist you should you require anything. Please do not worry about my hunger or exhaustion, or whether Xiao Qiao can enjoy his meal alone. I am willing to dedicate everything to you, including abandoning my dining companion!]
Fu Yanle read Xu Shuo's greeting aloud with great emotion and couldn't help but exclaim, "Assistant Xu is so loyal and diligent! These words not only express his feelings but also put the butler down. He is truly a role model for us all!"
"Eat properly." Yu Jingchen poured half a cup of warm coconut milk and handed it to Fu Yanle.
Fu Yanle returned Yu Jingchen's phone, sat up straight, obediently picked up his chopsticks, and said solemnly, "Okay, my sugar daddy!"
“I will handle this matter, don’t worry about it,” Yu Jingchen said.
Fu Yanle glanced at the dishes on the table. "Are you really going to cruelly interrupt Assistant Xu and the butler's dinner?"
“I have more than just those two under my command. This matter is not difficult to resolve. There are many people who can share my burden.” Seeing that Fu Yanle’s chopsticks were hesitant in front of the spicy shrimp, and then reluctantly moved away, Yu Jingchen put down his chopsticks, put on gloves, and picked up a shrimp.
Fu Yanle picked up a boneless piece of fish, dipped it in garlic sauce, and said, "Actually, I don't care about this at all. I've been on the internet for so many years, and there are plenty of people who have made things up about me, but no matter what nonsense they say, it doesn't affect me."
He opened his mouth and ate the fish piece. The fish was fresh and smooth, and after being cooked and boiled, it was soft and delicious, melting in his mouth.
Fu Yanle closed his eyes contentedly, and when he opened them, he found a peeled shrimp on the plate. He curled his fingers slightly as he held the chopsticks and quickly ate the shrimp.
"There's nothing I can do." Fu Yanle turned his head and rested his chin on Yu Jingchen's arm, saying with a smile, "I'm just lucky. I'm good-looking, I have endless money, and President Yu peels shrimp for me. Hey, have you ever peeled shrimp for anyone else before?"
Yu Jingchen shook his head. "No. Mother, like you, likes to eat shrimp, but doesn't want to peel them. However, it's not my turn to peel them anyway; that's Father's exclusive right."
He wanted to put the peeled shrimp on Fu Yanle's plate, but Fu Yanle deliberately held down his left hand tightly. Helpless, he could only use his right hand to put it down. Fu Yanle then moved the plate further away and pushed the untouched bowl of rice far away as well.
Yu Jingchen raised an eyebrow and placed the shrimp near Fu Yanle's mouth.
Fu Yanle opened his mouth and ate it, then rubbed his arm with satisfaction.
Yu Jingchen felt a ticklish sensation in his heart and subconsciously reached out to touch Fu Yanle's head, but then remembered that he was still wearing gloves, so he had to stop.
Fu Yanle didn't notice his actions and said with emotion, "Their relationship is so good. Your father must love your mother very much, right?"
“Of course,” Yu Jingchen said. “Actually, it was my mother who pursued my father first. When my father was young, he was cold and aloof, very career-oriented, and his style of doing things was domineering and ruthless, showing no mercy. So many people admired him, but no one dared to make a move. My mother was the first girl who dared to pursue him.”
“Like you, the saying ‘like father, like son’ still applies to you.” Fu Yanle held a coconut milk cup. “I’ve heard this story before, but everyone has a different version. All I know is that your mother had a tough time pursuing her.”
Yu Jingchen nodded, "That's right. Father is not easily moved, and besides, he had no intention of dating at the time. Mother was spoiled by her family from a young age, and she was proud and a little domineering. She spoke and acted entirely according to her whims, which sometimes annoyed Father. Father didn't know how to be gentle with women, and his words inevitably hurt people. Mother also didn't like to be wronged, so whenever this happened, she would say a fixed line."
Lines from various romance novels flashed through Fu Yanle's mind as he declared resolutely, "I don't like you anymore!"
Yu Jingchen smiled and said, "Yanle is really smart."
He fed the shrimp to Fu Yanle, who opened his mouth and bit it, then, whether intentionally or not, his finger was stuck in his mouth. Yu Jingchen's gaze darkened as he looked at Fu Yanle, remaining silent and still. Fu Yanle then gave a fawning smile and released his grip.
Yu Jingchen rubbed his cheek, tilted his head and continued peeling shrimp, saying, "In my opinion, my father liked my mother, but she appeared unexpectedly before he understood feelings, so he was unaware of it."
He and his father were extremely similar in temperament, behavior, and even logic, so he knew that if his father didn't like his mother at all, he wouldn't allow her to appear and continue to disrupt his life.
“We have a very strong sense of territory,” Yu Jingchen said calmly. “We only allow people we like to set foot here.”
Fu Yanle reached out and rubbed his slightly hot ears, whispering, "Don't confess your feelings to me while we're eating, or I'll give you a kiss that tastes like spicy shrimp and braised fish."
“If you’re willing, I don’t mind.” Yu Jingchen put the last shrimp into Fu Yanle’s mouth, took off his gloves, and ladled out half a bowl of chicken soup for him, which also contained green vegetable leaves. “You can skip the rice and drink this half bowl of soup. The broth is rich and nutritious, and you should also eat the vegetables.”
“…Oh.” Fu Yanle looked at the vegetables in the bowl with some disdain. “I’m willing to spare these vegetables’ lives! Would you like to do good deeds with me?”
“You can be picky about food, but it has to be on the basis of health.” Yu Jingchen reached out and pinched Fu Yanle’s nape as a warning. “You drink milk tea and beverages outside too often. I haven’t even said anything to you yet. Be good.”
Fu Yanle dared not haggle any longer and began to wrestle with the vegetables, looking dejected.
Yu Jingchen withdrew his hand with satisfaction. His phone on the table vibrated slightly. He picked it up and paused for a moment.
"Yanle".
"Don't call me," Fu Yanle said listlessly. "I was killed by these vegetables. Indeed, mercy to the enemy is cruelty to oneself!"
"My parents are here."
Fu Yanle: "Huh?"
Author's Note:
Fu, who never eats with his hands, Yan, a vegetable hater, Le and Yu, a shrimp-peeling machine, Jing, a father-son-like boyfriend, and Chen are about to enter the four-person battlefield.
I'll be up in an hour. Good luck!
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