Careful, or you'll be sentenced to life without a wife!!
The explanation convinced the man. When he spoke again, his voice was tender. "Mianmian, don't be angry. Take care of yourself. I never doubted you. I was just so surprised."
"This is a miracle! Our love moved heaven, so it blessed us with a child." The voice was wet and broken, making it hard not to imagine things. "I'm the woman destined for you, sent by God to save you. We'll have a child and a happy family!"
The lines sounded like something out of an old romance novel, cheesy enough to give Wen Feiran goosebumps. But the man ate them up, his voice cracking with excitement.
"Mianmian, I love you. You're my one and only treasure. I'll do everything I can to take good care of you and the baby. Didn't you want a house and a car? I'll transfer them to you tomorrow!"
"Fengyuan, you're so good to me. I'll be a good wife to you and a good mother to our child."
It was a happy ending. Everyone was satisfied, and the two embraced and cried tears of happiness.
As the sound of their sobs rose and fell in his ears, Wen Feiran silently wished them well and prayed they would leave soon.
After the man and woman spent a little longer being lovey-dovey, the man's footsteps slowly receded and finally faded away.
"Click—" The sound of a lighter was jarringly loud in the hallway. Wen Feiran froze for a second, wondering whether pregnant women could smoke, when a rough male voice exploded beside his ear.
???
The man had already left, and only he and that woman were there. So who had spoken?
Wen Feiran went against his materialist beliefs and suspected that ghosts existed. He even spread his legs and glanced beneath his own butt, but he never once suspected the woman.
"I covered all my bases. What's he got to be suspicious of? Soon as I cried, he agreed to give me the house and the car!" The burly man spoke with a thick Northeastern accent. "I might've had sex reassignment surgery, but I'm still a man. How the hell could I get pregnant?"
...What???!!!
Wen Feiran's CPU was about to burn out.
Hadn't this just been a comedy about a loving couple and a happy family? How had it turned into a sex-change scam? And a burly Northeastern man had transformed himself into a cute Taiwanese girl?!
Before he could digest that fact, the information in the man's next words was even more explosive.
"Honey, don't worry about me. This is what I should do." The burly Northeastern man's voice turned solemn, and his image grew noble and upright. "I don't have any other way, so I can only support the family like this. You don't know how disgusted I feel when I'm with him. If you hadn't kept encouraging and comforting me, I couldn't have carried on. You're the one who's done the most for this family!!"
Wen Feiran: "..."
In a daze, he seemed to hear something buckle under the strain and give up the ghost.
Oh, it was his worldview.
Wen Feiran frowned deeply and counted on his fingers, carefully working through the complicated relationship with the same attitude he would have brought to the final problem on the college entrance exam's math section.
In other words, a highly responsible Northeastern man had become a cute Taiwanese girl through sex reassignment surgery, and had very likely gone out of his way to memorize lines from old romance novels. He relied on another man to support his family, and throughout the process, his wife was his emotional support!
Both husband and wife were enduring humiliation and hardship, but with such flexible minds and such incredible perseverance, what couldn't they accomplish? Why did they have to do this of all things!!
Wen Feiran had lived for twenty years, not counting the time he had been captured and made to do quick transmigration missions. This was still the most explosive tea he had ever heard, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
He even mercilessly hung up on Li Tao's barrage of calls, growing a little irritated by the interruption.
Don't interrupt me. I'm digesting this tea.
The burly Northeastern man had left at some point. A long time later, Wen Feiran finally emerged from the corner in a daze and walked forward on unsteady feet.
Li Tao stood outside the office with his hands on his hips, furious and looking utterly incredulous.
Wen Feiran had really grown bold, daring to hang up on him!
He used his phone as an outlet for his anger, jabbing at it hard to call again.
A phone rang just one step away from him. Li Tao froze and instinctively looked at the stranger passing by. Their eyes met.
The passerby seemed to have been reminded of something. "Ah," he drawled. "Sorry, I forgot to come find you."
Although it was an apology, it was extremely provocative.
Li Tao grew even angrier. He pointed at Wen Feiran's nose and scolded, "I'm your agent, and this is how you disrespect me?! If I hadn't given you that opportunity back then, could you have become a star? Even if you resent what happened afterward, you can't blame me. First reflect on whether you didn't work hard enough!!"
Wen Feiran was still immersed in that explosive tea. He had no interest in this balding man who had only just turned thirty and already had a beer belly, and he didn't take in a single word.
"Ah..." He blinked dazedly and nodded perfunctorily. "Got it."
His agent, Li Tao: "..."
They hadn't seen each other in a long time, but Wen Feiran had gotten a lot better at getting on people's nerves.
It was as if he had punched a wad of cotton. His anger surged, and he nearly couldn't catch his breath and suffocated himself.
Wen Feiran had always been like a puppet on strings in front of him, dull and stupid, as though he had no will of his own. Li Tao couldn't be bothered wasting time on him, so he simply waved a hand.
"You haven't worked in three years. I took pity on you and got you an opportunity." Li Tao still couldn't let go of his anger and spat. "Who else but me would be this good to you? You should know how to be grateful. Don't be an ungrateful wretch."
"No need." At the mention of business, Wen Feiran snapped back to his senses and promptly refused.
Li Tao loved acting like a father and jumped at every chance to give him a good lecture. He hadn't expected Wen Feiran to be so rebellious.
"Are you crazy, talking to me like that?!" Everything about Wen Feiran rubbed Li Tao the wrong way. He reached out to knock off his hat. "Why are you covered up so tightly? Afraid of being seen?"
Wen Feiran dodged. Afraid Li Tao would try again, he took off his mask and hat very slowly.