" Shen Anbai?" Lin Cheng frowned and chuckled. "Why are you calling me? You've probably been having a tough time lately, haven't you? You can't seem to get any gigs."
Shen Anbai his teeth. "Who told you I can't get any gigs?"
Lin Cheng scoffed, "With our relationship, don't try to hold onto your worthless pride in front of me."
"You—" Shen Anbai was furious.
He gripped the pillow tightly, forcing himself to calm down. "That trending topic about Jiang Nan, you bought it, didn't you?"
Lin Cheng looked completely innocent, her voice equally innocent. "What are you talking about? I really like Nannan, how could I possibly buy trending searches to smear him?"
Shen Anbai: "We're all seasoned foxes, don't try to fool me."
Lin Cheng said calmly, "If that's all you want to say to me is this kind of boring stuff, then I'm hanging up."
"Wait." Shen Anbai took a deep breath. He needed Lin Cheng's help now, so he had to swallow his resentment. "You don't need to explain. I know it was you. You've bought a lot of negative trending topics about me before, but this time I really wanted to help you."
"How can you help me?"
Lin Cheng released the thorn from her hand and looked down at her fingertips.
"What if I told you that Jiang Nan doesn't like her husband, but someone else?" Shen Anbai's voice was filled with barely concealed resentment.
Actually, at first, he intended to seduce Jiang Nan on that talk show.
After all, no Alpha can escape the advances of an Omega.
As it turned out, this person was not an Alpha, but a highly enlightened monk, who completely ignored him and instead treated him like a monstrous threat, avoiding him at all costs.
Lin Cheng became slightly interested. "Who does he like?"
He underestimated Jiang Nan.
When he watched the live stream last night, he thought Jiang Nan's gaze towards his partner seemed sincere, but it turns out he had someone else in his heart.
This person is indeed very shrewd.
Shen Anbai slightly raised his chin, and even though Lin Cheng couldn't see this movement, he still looked incredibly proud.
The person he likes is my boyfriend, Fu Jinchuan.
Lin Cheng: "..."
Shen Anbai asked with a touch of pride, "How was it?"
Lin Cheng: "Not very good."
Lin Cheng: "You've really lost your mind. Just relax and put your mind at ease. That slick guy Fu Jinchuan, besides you, no one else is blind enough to even look at him."
Shen Anbai widened, somewhat unable to believe what he was hearing.
Do you know what you're saying?
Shen Anbai was so angry that his whole body was trembling and his voice was shaking.
"Screw you," Lin Cheng scoffed. "My time is precious. Don't bring up this kind of nonsense again. Oh, no, I'm blocking you."
Shen Anbai: "What?"
He had only said two words when the phone went dead.
Shen Anbai furious and was about to call back when the phone went dead.
He really got blocked.
Shen Anbai abruptly threw his phone onto the bed and his pillow onto the floor.
" in Baibai."
A woman's cautious voice sounded at the door, and she gently knocked.
Hearing his Mother Shen's voice, Shen Anbai realized that he was home.
Shen Anbai pursed his lips, his voice still tinged with anger. "Is there something you need? If not, don't bother me!"
Woman: "I've cooked dinner, come and eat."
Shen Anbai originally wanted to refuse coldly, but he hadn't eaten for almost a day, and his stomach was growling, so he had no choice but to get up and open the door.
The heating wasn't on inside, so the temperature was almost the same as outside. It was an old house, and some of the paint was peeling off the walls. The lights inside were also a bit dim.
Shen Anbai said irritably, "Could you please change the light bulb in the room?"
Mother Shen was wearing a padded jacket and an apron. She had just finished cooking, and her hands were still wet. She wiped her hands with a rag and said with a forced smile, "Isn't it quite bright now?"
"Where is the light?" Shen Anbai sat on a small stool, in front of him was a small, foldable square table with two dishes on it.
One dish is stir-fried shredded potatoes with green peppers, and the other is stir-fried lotus root with meat.
In addition to these two dishes, there were four steamed buns and a pot of millet porridge.
Mother Shen's cooking was just average; it was ordinary home-style dishes.
This was something Shen Anbai had been immersed in the entertainment industry for a long time, could not accept at all.
He just felt nauseous.
Mother Shen smiled and said, "Your father and I don't read much, nor do we use our phones much. We usually just watch TV at home, and the TV is bright enough anyway."
Shen Anbai picked up his chopsticks and tapped them on his bowl in dissatisfaction. "What will I do when I come back?"
Mother Shen panicked a little. "Don't you only come back once a year?"
Shen Anbai didn't come back for the past two years, but he came back this year to take care of his Father Shen because he was sick.
Shen Anbai: "What do you mean? You mean that if I don't come back, you don't have to consider my feelings?"
Does this family even exist with or without me?
Mother Shen tried to explain, but Shen Anbai became angrier the more he spoke.
Or rather, he was already furious, and now he'd found a place to vent his anger.
"If the place I was renting hadn't run into problems, do you think I would have come back?"
After he finished speaking, Mother Shen's incredulous voice echoed in the small room, "What did you say? Didn't you only come back because your father is sick?"
Father Shen is still in the hospital. After finishing this meal, Mother Shen will pack some food to take to the hospital for Father Shen.
"My dad is my dad, and I am me. I have a lot of work to do," Shen Anbai raised her voice. "I'm an adult now, can you please stop trying to morally blackmail me?"
Mother Shen panicked immediately, "I'm not trying to morally blackmail you."
"But what you're doing now is morally blackmailing me." Shen Anbai slammed his chopsticks down on the bowl.
Mother Shen replied hesitantly, "I'll have someone change the light bulb tomorrow. I can take care of your father myself."
Hearing this, Shen Anbai was finally satisfied.
After all, he has many things to do, and it would be a waste of his talents to ask him to take care of people.
-
Shen Anbai then picked up his chopsticks, took a sip of porridge, and habitually picked up his phone to start scrolling.
Mother Shen glanced at him, feeling that the living room was too quiet, so she picked up the remote and turned on the small television set across from the dining table.
The TV picture quality is outdated, but it has all the basic programs.
She thought for a moment, then tentatively asked, " Baibai, what's the name of the show you and A-Chuan were on?"
Hearing this, Shen Anbai forced open his eyelids. "What? You want to see?"
Mother Shen: "Yes."
"Why didn't you look at it earlier? Why are you looking at it now?" Shen Anbai scoffed.
Mother Shen could tell he wasn't happy. Her grip on the steamed bun loosened unconsciously. She put the bun back in the small basket and explained, "I've been too busy lately."
Shen Anbai said, " Confess, Right Now."
Mother Shen searched for a long time before finally finding the program.
After the first episode of the show started playing automatically, the first scene was Jiang Nan and Qiao Qingzhou coming out of the airport.
When she caught a glimpse of the boy's dazzling pink hair and radiant smile, Mother Shen suddenly stopped.
All her movements seemed to be paused; her hair, her eyelashes, her breath—everything seemed to have vanished.
The half-chewed steamed bun seemed to have been forgotten.
Shen Anbai didn't hear his Mother Shen's smacking sound, and feeling puzzled, he looked up at her.
"What's wrong with you?"
Mother Shen remained motionless, her eyes fixed silently and intently on the television.
Shen Anbai muttered, "What are you looking at so intently..."
When I caught a glimpse of that familiar yet annoying figure, even the last word I uttered became softer.
Shen Anbai's face instantly darkened. "Mom, this is someone I particularly dislike. You have to dislike him too, understand?"
How could you possibly hate him?
A woman's slightly shrill voice echoed in the room.
For a moment, Shen Anbai doubted his ears.
"What did you say?"
Ever since Shen Anbai entered the entertainment industry and became a big star, his Father Shen Mother Shen regarded him as their pride and joy, giving him whatever he wants and not daring to speak too loudly.
"I..."
Mother Shen's face instantly turned deathly pale. Realizing she had lost her temper, she immediately apologized, " Baibai, it's Mommy's fault. Mommy shouldn't have raised her voice at you."
Shen Anbai pursed his lips tightly, suddenly feeling a complete loss of appetite.
Although he didn't care about Mother Shen's love, that didn't mean Mother Shen could look at someone else with such intense focus.
He put down his chopsticks and went straight back inside.
-
The house they live in now is a very old house with two bedrooms and a living room. Shen Anbai has lived alone in his room since he was a child. His bedroom faces the sun and has a small bay window.
Back then, Father Shen bought the paint himself and painted this room for Shen Anbai, giving it a very beautiful ocean blue color.
A worn-out desk stood by the window, with three rows of small bookshelves on it. Ten years ago, these kinds of bookshelves were all the rage. Father Shen had to work an extra job and spend two months' worth of money to buy them for Shen Anbai.
The single bed against the wall, about 1.5 meters wide, had matching three-piece sheets and duvet covers. Mother Shen washed and aired them frequently, so they always smelled of soap.
The small house had no heating in winter, so it was always very cold inside, requiring everyone to wear a winter coat. However, there was a brand new small heater in Shen Anbai's room.
These old or worn objects are imbued with the love of Father Shen. and Mother Shen.
This couple was as ordinary as could be, yet they gave Shen Anbai a love that no amount of gold could buy.
Unfortunately, Shen Anbai could never see it.
As soon as he entered the house, he slammed the door shut in frustration.
He never turned off the electric heater, showing no concern for the electricity bill. Lying in bed, he silently scrolled through trending topics.
-
Jinghe Garden.
Jiang Nan found a movie and watched it with his wife.
The two of them were nestled on the sofa. Fu Jingzhou was sitting casually, while Jiang Nan rested her head on his lap, watching the movie with one eye and scrolling through her phone with the other.
Fu Jingzhou paused for a moment, then asked, "Are you really capable of managing to see all of this?"
Jiang Nan declared emphatically, "Young people in the new era must dare to strive. If you don't give it a try, you'll never know where your limits are."
"Okay, okay."
Fu Jingzhou immediately conceded, "You're absolutely right."
Jiang Nan was satisfied; that was more like it.
Jiang Nan continued scrolling through his phone when his brother, whom he hadn't contacted in tens of thousands of years, suddenly sent him a message of concern.
Someone I Don't Know: [I heard you're trending?]
Jiang Nan laughed.
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [What's wrong? Did you make up with your boyfriend?]
Someone I Don't Know: [...]
"Stirring Shit When It Hits": [For an old man like you who's never been online, the fact that I'm trending means you must have heard about it from your boyfriend. Don't bother explaining.]
Someone I Don't Know: [...]
To Someone I Don't Know: [I'm just being overly concerned about you.]
Stirring Shit When It Hits: [Oh wow, that's amazing, brother!]
Someone I Don't Know: [...]
Jiang Nan was amused by Jiang Qingye's ellipses and was about to continue typing when her earlobe was suddenly grabbed.
He looked up innocently. "What's wrong?"
Fu Zhouzhou lowered her eyelids, her gaze sweeping over his constantly blinking eyes.
Finally, it landed coldly on his phone screen.
Who are you chatting with?
Listen to that tone...
Tsk.
Jiang Nan, full of mischief, said, "I'm chatting with my brother."
He called out "brother" in an unusually flippant tone, sounding quite improper.
"Which brother?" The voice remained calm, but upon closer listening, every word was uttered through gritted teeth.
He panicked.
Jiang Nan smiled and said, "Which brother do you think it is?"
Fu didn't say anything, but instead reached out and pinched his mouth shut, making Jiang Nan instantly turn into a duck's beak.
The Little Black Ball was squatting on the coffee table, watching the movie intently. When it heard Jiang Nan mumbling, its fur stood on end, instinctively thinking that the two of them were doing something inappropriate again.
"Trying to make me angry?"
Fu Jingzhou squinted and said, "I still remember your brother's picture."
Jiang Nan: "..."
very good.
Now he's the one being tricked.
He pried Fu Zhouzhou's hand away; "Oh!"
After saying that, Jiang Nan lowered his head and scrolled through his phone. The next second, his chin was pinched, and soft, warm lips pressed against his lips, giving him a light kiss.
Even knowing that it's your brother doesn't mean I won't be jealous.
Jiang Nan froze, looking up at Fu Jingzhou.
The man's expression was incredibly gentle; his usually pale face now had a bit more color, and his eyelids were drooping, revealing beautiful, long eyelashes. As he spoke, his fingers, adorned with pink diamonds, gently rubbed Jiang Nan's earlobe.
Jiang Nan's heart suddenly began to pound violently.
hateful.
Zhou Daji is using her magic again.
hateful.
"Alright, I forgive you." After saying that, Jiang Nan shook her head and sighed, " Fu Zhouzhou, you're so reckless because you take my pampering for granted."
Fu Jingzhou's lips curved slightly. "I'm so touched."
Jiang Nan's phone rang again.
It was a message from Zhu Xia.
After the first sound, the second and third sounds followed one after another.
From the sound of her phone vibrating, Jiang Nan knew that something had probably happened again.
He sighed and reached out to grab his wife's hand. " Zhouzhou, I want to retire. Can you take care of me?"
Although it's nearing its end, it still has another month to write, so don't worry everyone, it'll be finished properly~ I'm instantly asking for a free little gift so Peach's younger brother can perform a poetry recitation for everyone~