BPTCMW Chapter 9

Chapter 9

 

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Fang Ming and his assistant butler panicked, and obediently handed the phone to Han Yi.

 

“We are watching, watching the replay video of Young Master Xia’s live broadcast,” said the assistant butler, wiping off his sweat. “Young Master Xia is playing with him… oh no, he is playing games with his brother.”

 

Han Yi looked down at the phone. The video was still playing. The two young boys were beaming with joy and chatting in high spirits. Pink bubbles were floating above their heads.

 

His thick eyelashes covered his dark pupils, making it impossible to see what emotion he was feeling.

 

Fang Ming was watching the situation from the side. He chose to be responsible for the overall situation: “Master, the entertainment circle is just for fun, so you don’t have to pay too much attention to it.”

 

However, Han Yi ruthlessly pointed it out: “I remember you just said that the entertainment industry is a big dyeing vat.”

 

“…” The person in charge of the overall situation slapped himself in the face on the spot, shut up in a second, and dared not speak any more.

 

Han Yi pursed his lips, and was about to say something, when a rattling came from the doorway, followed by a loud and clear voice exploding in the villa.

 

“Wow, it smells so good! I’m going to eat stewed chicken tonight!”

 

No one spoke in the dining room, and the dull atmosphere added a bit of embarrassment.

 

Let’s not talk about chicken, harmonize with you, me, and him… It’s time for the wealthy and nobles to take time to learn.

 

Noble man Xia dashed over at the speed of a 100-meter sprint, his stomach was rumbling all the time. He was already very hungry just after the live broadcast.

 

“It’s time to cook, right?” He sniffed the scent in the air and swallowed frantically.

 

“Yes, Young Master Xia, take your time with your husband.” The assistant butler winked at Fang Ming, and the two quickly took advantage of this opportunity to escape.

 

Xia Yang didn’t know what happened yet, his mind was completely occupied by the yellow stewed chicken. But when he sat down next to Han Yi, he suddenly caught a glimpse of the familiar face on the screen of the other’s phone.

 

That was himself!

 

F*ck?! Xia Yang’s heart sank.

 

Han Yi even watched the live broadcast, and it was still his stupid live broadcast. Was the life of a big shot already so boring?

 

No, that was not the point.

 

Suddenly thinking of the big CP scene with Yuka just now, Xia Yang suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

 

At this time, the cook had prepared all the dishes, and the two began to sit down to eat. The stewed chicken could no longer arouse his interest, and he kept thinking about other things in his mind.

 

It is certain that what Han Yi saw on his mobile phone just now was his live broadcast an hour ago, and the title of the screen was “Kayang CP, YYDS!”

 

It was just that he couldn’t figure out why Han Yi was interested in that kind of thing. It was impossible that he was shipping his and Yuka’s CP too.

 

Could it be… Xia Yang thought of a possibility – could it be to catch him and withhold compensation during the divorce!

 

Thinking about it, he was terrified. Thinking about it was terribly frightening, his back started to sweat from fear.

 

The crime of not observing male morality was not a small one, and it was explicitly prohibited in the agreement.

 

Xia Yang’s breathing became tight, his throat felt astringent, and he couldn’t eat the whole table of delicacies anymore.

 

No, he couldn’t sit still and wait for death, he must take the initiative to attack!

 

Thinking about it this way, he thought of a strategy, then put down his chopsticks, and used the serving chopsticks to pick up a piece of pear steamed with rock sugar for the man beside him.

 

Han Yi glanced at him: “I don’t eat sweets.”

 

“Eat some, to neutralize the sour taste in your heart.” Xia Yang smiled and looked very caring.

 

Han Yi: “?”

 

“The surface is calm, but the heart is turbulent. Mr. Han is really a high-quality… Gentlemen!”

 

Han Yi: “???”

 

Seeing the man frowning, Xia Yang closed the corners of his mouth, put on a devout expression and got to the point.

 

“Mr. Han, you’ve watched my live broadcast, right? Are you jealous? It’s my fault, I’ll review,” he clasped his hands together and said earnestly, “As your husband, I shouldn’t have CP with others and cause suspicion. Although that was not my intention, I don’t like it…”

 

“Are you a peacock that ran out of the zoo?” Han Yi interrupted him coldly, paused, and then said, “You don’t have the ability to affect my mood yet.”

 

“Oh`~”

 

You said this yourself, don’t go back on your word.

 

The plastic husband didn’t mind who he “creates CP” with, which meant that the compensation would not shrink because of this. Xia Yang was relieved now, and let out a sigh of relief.

 

The appetite came back immediately, and he happily finished a big bowl of stewed chicken.

 

As for the plastic husband, he was pretty good. Although he was cold, he had a big heart. He didn’t care about anything.

 

As long as there was no substantive green hat, everything else was acceptable. With this in heart, he loved it!

 

*

 

Early the next morning, Xia Yang was woken up by the phone ringing. As soon as he answered the phone, his boss Tong Wei yelled at him.

 

“Who told you to broadcast live with Yuka? That little brat has already terminated the contract with the company. It’s not like you don’t know it! If you’re told to pick your feet at home, you’ll be obedient at home!”

 

Xia Yang was already very upset for not getting enough sleep.

 

“Our live broadcast is just for chatting, and there is no commercial interest involved. We told fans before that there will be a live reunion, so there’s nothing wrong with it.”

 

“Strong mouth!” Tong Wei gritted his teeth on the other end of the phone, “It doesn’t matter if it doesn’t involve commercial interests. In short, you are not allowed to contact that little brat again. In my company, what I set is the law!”

 

“Oh, then sue me.” Xia Yang hung up the phone directly.

 

What the hell, he really regarded himself as a father, why should he be obedient as a transparent person hidden in the snow! ¹ T/N: the company doesn’t allow him to take up any jobs, blacklisting didn’t seem too appropriate here. But I don’t know the actual English alternative for this.

 

Just as he put down his phone and was about to go back to sleep, the phone rang again.

 

With annoyed eyes, he looked over, only to find that it was a WeChat message from Yuka.

 

[Yuka]: Brother, good morning, there is something I have to tell you.

 

[Yuka]: We were live broadcasting yesterday. My agent bought a trending search and didn’t notify me in advance. You don’t mind this, do you? [Poor and pathetic] [Poor and pathetic]

 

Xia Yang was stunned after reading the information, crossed out the page and clicked on Weibo, swiped down twice, and found the topic of the two of them in the tenth most searched position.

 

#There is a kind of brotherhood called Yuka VS Xia Yang#

 

The topic was more socialist, so there was nothing to mind, and he had no reason not to allow people to spend money to bring him into the trending searches.

 

[Yang]: I don’t mind, I should thank you

 

[Yuka]: My agent originally wanted to buy #Kayang CP#, but was educated by me.

 

[Yang]: Well done! [Give you a little heart]

 

[Yuka]: I told him, I don’t create CP. I have to be single-minded to my male god. My agent said, your male god won’t talk to you at all, and don’t overindulge.

 

Xia Yang pursed his lips lightly, and said in his heart that your manager was a sensible person.

 

[Yang]: Brother, I agree with your manager this time. Han Yi is still indifferent to the person next to his pillow, so you don’t need to be single-minded.

 

[Yuka]:? ? ? ? ?

 

[Yuka]: How do you know that he is indifferent to the person next to his pillow! Wait, he has a person next to his pillow? ? ?

 

Xia Yang never replied.

 

For some things, it was better to give a friendly reminder and clear it up.

 

*

 

In the evening, Han Yi and Xia Yang drove to Xicheng Manor together.

 

According to the original book, the closest person to Han Yi was his grandmother Tang Minying. And the reason why he agreed to the marriage was precisely because he didn’t want Mrs. Tang to worry.

 

The atmosphere in the car was as dull as ever. No one spoke, only the roar of the car engine was heard clearly. Xia Yang swiped his phone for a while, and saw a video of a wealthy daughter-in-law getting angry when she entered the door, and suddenly thought of a question.

 

“Mr. Han, I want to ask you something.” He pressed down the soundproof panel in the car as he spoke, temporarily isolating the driver.

 

Han Yi noticed his actions and raised his eyelids slightly.

 

“Just… Do your parents have any taboos?” Xia Yang moved a little closer to him.

 

As we all know, wealthy and powerful families have many rules. Let my husband popularize them in advance, so as not to suffer when the time comes.

 

Han Yi was silent, and replied: “My family only knows that you and I are married. They don’t know about the agreement. Keep it secret.”

 

“Oh, no problem.” Xia Yang nodded in response.

 

“Is there anything else? What rules, etiquette, etc., such as three kowtows after entering the door.” He asked speculatively, recalling the wealthy families in movies and TV dramas.

 

Han Yi: “No.”

 

…Hiss, it was so easy. Xia Yang was secretly surprised, this was a wealthy family, right?

 

The air became quiet again, and after a while, he touched Han Yi again: “Then Mr. Han, shall we pretend to be intimate later?”

 

Since the purpose of marriage was to cope with family members, as a partner who took money to do things, it was necessary to ensure a good professional reputation.

 

“Why? ” Han Yi turned to look at him.

 

“Because you have to be professional when acting. We are newlyweds, so you can’t act like a cold person. Hey, I forgot to draw dark circles under my eyes when I went out just now. I’ve to look like I’m depleted of energy and have a serious lack of sleep.”

 

Han Yi: “…”

 

Han Yi: “That’s not necessary.”

 

Although the words were exaggerated, he was not in a hurry to deny them.

 

Half of his side face was sunk in the light and shadow of the setting sun. After a long time, he raised his eyes and said lightly, “How do you pretend to be intimate?”

 

Xia Yang: “…”

 

God, he was really worried about this family.

 

Apart from being able to be seen and making money, his husband couldn’t do anything else.

 

Even small things like acting had to be hand-fed to him.

 

“Okay, I’ll be responsible for it. Who told me to be the wife you bought back?” He pinched his brows, and shouldered the great task of preaching, receiving karma and solving doubts, “Kiss, hug and lift up, this is basic practice, you understand right?”

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The author has something to say:

 

Han Yi: Do you have any misunderstandings about the basics?

 

 Thank you little angels for your support (づ￣3￣)づ╭??~

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T/N: Thank you for reading (~˘▾˘)~

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  T/N: the company doesn’t allow him to take up any jobs, blacklisting didn’t seem too appropriate here. But I don’t know the actual English alternative for this.