In another corner of the amusement park, Shen Huaian, dressed in a cool black jacket, sat on a white horse as required by the production team. He hugged the pillar in front of him, his long legs swinging aimlessly.
Finally, unable to bear it any longer, he stomped on the horse's hooves with his high-top ankle boots, his face filled with utter despair.
Behind me, a little girl in a fluffy princess dress innocently asked, "Mommy, that big brother in front is so handsome! He looks like a prince from a fairy tale. Do princes ride carousels too?"
The woman's gentle voice said, "That's right, there are no white horses in reality, so the prince can only ride a carousel~"
Shen Huaian:...
The girl asked again, "Can I propose to him later? This is destined love! The beautiful princess has finally found her prince who is willing to kiss her awake."
Shen Huaian:???
"Baby, this prince is a little too old for you," Mom explained gently. "The princess will meet a prince who will protect her when she grows up."
"Oh, okay." The girl felt a little disappointed, "But he's really handsome."
The girl sighed in distress, "Is this what they mean by 'You were born before I was born, and I was born after you were old'?"
Mother:"..."
That's not quite right.
Shen Huaian's expression was numb.
He turned to the cameraman and asked, "What lunatic came up with this crazy idea? If you don't tell me, I'm leaving!"
"No, no, no!" The cameraman laughed so hard his legs cramped. "Hahaha, wait a minute, your boyfriend is almost here! He's here! Look over there, look over there!"
Shen Huaian turned his head and saw an extremely familiar face.
In the crowd, Lin Changfeng held roses in his hands, his handsome face full of gentle smiles. Today, he was wearing a light beige trench coat, with a slightly dark brown scarf around his neck, and gold-rimmed glasses. He looked over here with a gentle and intellectual air.
Like the handsome senior you meet on campus, whose smile can steal the hearts of countless junior students—a white moonlight.
However, this senior student doesn't seem to be very popular.
What are you doing here?!
"I've come to see you." Lin Changfeng's smile remained unchanged. "Little one, are you in love?"
The little boy took a long stride, coldly grabbed Lin Fox's scarf, and tightened it forcefully. "Your company went bankrupt?"
"Ahem, no," Lin Changfeng surrendered. "I really came to see you."
Shen Huaian scoffed coldly.
I've come to believe in ghosts.
[This is a game with familiar faces?]
[I don't know, isn't this President Lin? President Feng's brother, and his wife is his boss, I remember that, but how is he involved with An'an?]
[Sigh, the circle of the wealthy is only so big. You run into each other all the time, so it's not surprising that you know each other. It's just... something feels off about this relationship.]
[ An'an is angry; he seems to really dislike President Lin.]
[ President Lin caught up with her, President Lin touched An'an's hand... Damn, it got slapped away, that sounded painful.]
[Why does this scene feel a little familiar?]
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The start was unfavorable; Lin Changfeng's roses were delayed in being delivered.
The child was very resistant and even asked the production team to change the guest. Lin Changfeng got anxious and reached out to block his way with roses in his hand.
" An'an!"
Shen Huaian was stunned for a moment, and upon hearing this long-unheard address, his expression became somewhat dazed.
Childhood, he often stumbled along behind the older Lin Family brother. When the older brother noticed him, he would pick him up and lift him up, laughing and calling him " An'an ".
This call lasted for several years.
One day, his older brother brought home a pretty young lady, picked him up, and jokingly said, "This is your sister-in-law, An'an, quickly call her sister-in-law."
No way.
Shen Huaian thought angrily, "My older brother is a fox spirit; I never want to play with that Lin Fox again."
"You remember me, don't you?" Lin Changfeng pulled the stunned boy into his arms, gently pressing his forehead against his. " An'an, I really came to find you."
"It's true that they asked you if you wanted to be in a relationship."
"I'm not kidding."
"I don't want to wait any longer," Lin Changfeng said. "I can't wait any longer either."
Feng Chi found true love, so there's no reason why he, with his seemingly carefree and glamorous life, should be secretly living the life of an ascetic.
He also wants to get married to the person he loves.
Holy crap! He's my childhood sweetheart!!!
Wow, these two were really good at hiding their true abilities!
[Where are the CP fans? Get a supertopic up! I want to ship them all!!!]
One sentence, one hug, and the entire internet community instantly grabbed their bowls and chopsticks, falling head over heels in love!
"Get the hell out of here!" Shen Huaian delivered a powerful headbutt, instantly breaking free from the other's embrace and moving swiftly away.
Go back to your lover!
Lin Changfeng covered his head and hissed softly.
Comments: [Oh wow!]
"I don't have a lover!" Lin Changfeng finally realized where the problem lay. He grabbed his bouquet and quickly caught up with the boy. "It's all an act!"
"I didn't kiss you, hug you, or hold your hand! Nothing at all!"
" An'an, believe me, I've only ever hugged you!!"
"Shut the hell up!" Shen Huaian screamed as he ran wildly through the amusement park. "Director, get this guy out of here!"
Lin Changfeng, looking somewhat disheveled, chased after her. " An'an, let me explain..."
Unexpectedly, a major reversal occurred: the cameraman's workload suddenly doubled, and he had to huff and puff while carrying his heavy, precious equipment behind him.
Netizens were so shocked they dropped their chopsticks.
He fled, he chased, but neither could escape.
[I have a feeling this couple might not be easy to ship; it might be a bit hard to stomach.]
[It's okay, I have good teeth.]
While the chase raged on one side, Xi Mo was also on the verge of collapse and going crazy on the other.
The wealthy heiress strode forward, her long legs clicking in ten-centimeter stilettos, confronting the director on the other end of the video call, "Is this what you mean by 'trying to satisfy'?"
Xu Mingzhi swallowed hard. "Ah, w-what's wrong?"
"Oh, what's wrong?" Eldest Miss Xi elegantly switched the camera angle. On the screen, which was being played simultaneously to the audience, a man in a high-end suit was struggling to move through the field. His shiny leather shoes left a deep dent in the dirt with each step.
His handsome face was streaked with tears of regret. "Waaah, why the hell did I have to wear this outfit to record a show?!"
"How am I supposed to wash this? Old Li, how am I supposed to wash this?!"
"Waaaaah, my manager is definitely going to kill me this time..."
Old Li, carrying a camera, had a complicated expression. "Poor Lu, the Film Emperor Lu."
Xi Mo, her red high heels still damp with mud from the field, said coldly, "I drove over forty kilometers straight, and all I came here to do was dig up mud?"
Director Team: "..."
Xu Mingzhi was watching the live stream. Like the other netizens, he watched as the female guest's lips curved downwards until they became a straight line. He was especially afraid that she would step on the gas and cause everyone to die.
Xu Mingzhi: "The situation is like this, Film Emperor Lu has a very busy schedule. He just finished filming and rushed over from the set..."
"Wearing a haute couture gown to film a scene in a field?!?" Xi Mo was furious. "Do I look stupid?!"
"Is this supposed to be a movie about a rural explosion, a nuclear weapon launch, a rocket launch, or Zhuge Cuihua's Daqing Oilfield?"
"..."
He really wants to know too!
What's gotten into Film Emperor Lu today???