Due to Chi Feiran’s cooperation, the atmosphere of this family dinner was very good.
Chi Jun could hold back initially, but later he helped pick up the vegetables, saying, “Eat more, eat more to grow faster and stronger!”
Chi Feiran did not object to such a move. Upon hearing Chi Jun say this, he couldn’t help but laugh, “How old am I, and yet…”
Halfway through his words, he knew he had made a mistake.
He is only seventeen years old now; isn’t it the time for him to grow up?
Chi Jun thought he was a child eager to grow up, so he just smiled and shook his head, saying, “You are still young.”
Chi Feiran also laughed, “Well, in Dad’s eyes, I must always be a child.”
Chi Jun felt even more excited when he heard him calling him, “That’s right!”
Seeing that he was happy, Chi Feiran thought for a while and said, “Dad, you eat too. You always bring me food. I feel so polite…”
Chi Jun, a silly father, was currently focused on getting closer to his son. He didn’t feel polite when he said something like that, so he hurriedly took a few bites of the food himself.
When the food on the table was almost finished, Chi Jun reluctantly called the housekeeper at the villa to help clean up.
Chi Feiran saw that he was hesitant to speak several times, so he said thoughtfully, “Dad, if you have something to do, go and do it. I will be in China from now on.”
It means we need to get along, and we are not in a hurry to put in so much effort today.
Only then did Chi Jun stand up and walk back out, not forgetting to say, “If you need anything, please contact the management office directly. The numbers are in the phone book. When Dad is done with his work, he will take you there. Let’s go out and play together.”
Chi Feiran smiled and nodded obediently while sending him into the car.
Chi Jun got in the car, lowered the window, and added, “I bought you something in the entertainment room on the first floor. Remember to take it apart. They are all what you little boys like. If you think it’s good, Dad will do it again. Let someone find it for you…”
Chi Feiran continued to agree and stood in front of the car to talk to him for a while.
In the end, Chi Jun was afraid that he would catch a cold in the night wind, so he reluctantly let the driver drive away.
Chi Feiran felt that the air was starting to get a little warm. He was speechless and waved to the car that was going away. He watched the car disappear from sight, and then turned back to the villa.
The leftover food on the table had been cleared away, and Chi Feiran went directly upstairs to brush his teeth and wash up.
After drying his hair, he went downstairs to look at the things Chi Jun said he had bought for him.
Upon entering the door of the entertainment room on the first floor, Chi Feiran was stunned for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.
If he had received so many of the latest gaming devices when he was really seventeen, he would probably have cheered, then rushed over and started playing crazily.
It’s a pity that time turned back, and these things became antiques in his eyes.
But compared to the things, the thought of the person giving them is more valuable.
Chi Feiran just sat on the carpet and started to open the gifts. He found a lot of fun while opening them, and he remembered the feeling when he played these games.
When he got interested, he actually found a game that was difficult to pass in his memory and started playing it.
Chi Feiran pursed his lips and stared at the game interface attentively.
When the victory prompt popped up on the screen, he cheered excitedly, turned around and said habitually, “Chris, look -“
His voice was stuck in his throat, and all he could see was the game room filled with various amusement facilities and the people coming from nowhere.
This is not his home in country A; this is in China.
His emotions cooled down instantly. Chi Feiran put the gaming equipment back, got up and left the gaming room.
It was getting late, and it was time for him to sleep.
When he finally lay on the bed, he reluctantly took out the mobile phone from under the pillow that he had not brought with him today.
As expected, it displayed a missed call reminder, all calls coming from country A.
Chi Feiran pursed his lips and hesitated for a long time before calling back.
On the other side in Country A, it was morning. The call was quickly answered, and Xie Man’s voice came through the receiver, “Ranran, why are you just calling back now?”
Chi Feiran vaguely replied, “Went to the company today, forgot to bring my phone.”
Xie Man took a deep breath, seeming to have a lot to say, but ultimately just asked, “How is it there? Are you getting used to it?”
Chi Feiran felt his nose instantly become sore, almost wanting to cry to Xie Man on the other end of the phone.
But it was he who insisted on returning to Country Hua to become a star, and those grievances couldn’t be expressed to anyone.
In the end, he could only slightly raise his tone, putting on a cheerful facade, and replied, “It’s fine. Dad is treating me well. I went to the company today and picked the songs to sing. They were all written by the teachers I really like. Mom, get ready to see your son become famous!”
Xie Man, upon hearing this, felt a headache. Her once carefree son suddenly cried out to become a star.
That would have been fine, but the crucial point was that he wouldn’t stay in Country A and insisted on going to Country Hua, claiming that only ethnic Chinese in Country Hua could have the best development foundation.
Even though the reasoning was correct, Country A had the world’s best entertainment industry.
Her Feiran also had the support of the entire Bennett family behind him. Those so-called disadvantages of being an ethnic Chinese were practically non-existent for him.
Xie Man couldn’t understand why her son was so determined to return to Country Hua.
Was it really because of rebellious adolescence?
Or was becoming a star just an excuse, and he actually wanted to spend more time with his biological father?
Xie Man’s mind was too chaotic, so she handed the phone to Edmund, asking him to talk to his son for a while.
Edmund wasn’t as worried as Xie Man; he thought it wouldn’t hurt for the boy to go out and experience life. Besides, he didn’t think his position in his stepson’s heart was so easily replaced.
If he didn’t even have this confidence, how could he lead the entire Bennett family?
Edmund took the call, smiling as he spoke, “Dear little prince, Victoria and I are looking forward to being amazed by you…”
The stepfather and son chatted happily, with someone silently standing on the side, listening to their conversation without uttering a word.
Xie Man noticed her stepson’s focus and used her eyes to signal Edmund that it was enough; it was time to switch.
Seeing this, Edmund turned to Chi Feiran and said, “Chris has something to tell you.”
Before Chi Feiran could refuse, the phone was already taken over by Chris.
Chi Feiran’s spirits tightened as if a bowstring had been pulled taut. The person on the other end of the phone, with platinum blond short hair, had a common expression of indifference on his handsome face. However, what he said didn’t match his expression at all.
“He’s looking for you everywhere at home, refusing to eat properly, and insisting on sleeping on your bed at night.”
Xie Man and Edmund, the couple, raised their eyebrows, exchanged glances, and both felt that their eldest son’s approach was quite good.
The only drawback was that the tone lacked enough sentiment. Otherwise, with the soft-hearted nature of their younger son, he might have immediately returned to Country A.
Chi Feiran was indeed moved emotionally. The suppressed discomfort from earlier surged up now.
He couldn’t distinguish whether it was because of the cat or because of the person on the phone.
He still has some resistance to talking with Chris now, tightly gripping his phone and pursing his lips, unwilling to speak.
Chris had actually noticed the change in Chi Feiran’s attitude early on, but he hadn’t found the reason yet.
Just like suddenly going to Country Hua, the shift in his attitude was also so sudden.
Chris didn’t understand. The day before, they were still discussing the possibility of going to the beach during the holidays. The next day, Chi Feiran went to Country Hua alone and almost stopped communicating with him.
Chris didn’t understand why, but it was certain that Ethan was upset with him.
In the end, he gently said, “Ethan, don’t be mad at me anymore, okay?”
This kind of low and submissive tone, lowering his posture to reconcile, was almost impossible in the cognition of those who knew him.
But even so, he did not get the answer he wanted.
Chi Feiran hastily hung up the phone, stuffing it under the pillow as if it were a hot potato.
On the other end of the call, Chris listened to the busy tone coming from the receiver, and expressionlessly handed the phone back to Xie Man.
Once again witnessing the failure of his stepson’s reconciliation, Xie Man sighed helplessly.
Edmund noticed the helplessness under his elder son’s indifferent expression and patted his shoulder, saying, “Teenage boys in their rebellious phase are sometimes as hard to understand as girls. Perhaps we should consult with professionals?”
Chris said, “Father, I think we should go handle the unfinished documents from before.”
Edmund: “…”
This development was different from what he had imagined.
Chi Feiran seemed to have slept and dreamed for as long as he could remember.
In the dream, the phone calls with Chris kept repeating, from last night to the day of the accident, like a constantly looping canon.
The direct consequence was that even though he had rested all night, Chi Feiran had dark circles under his eyes and felt more tired when he woke up than before going to bed.
After he arrived at the company by car, Li Yuan, looking at his pale face and heavy dark circles, was genuinely alarmed.
Li Yuan knew Chi Feiran’s details and understood that if something happened to this young master, it wouldn’t be as simple as not being able to fit in with the circle.
He quickly arranged for Chen Mengyang to accompany Chi Feiran and went to the best private hospital nearby for a detailed examination.
Zhou Ya, left at the company, had to reschedule the originally planned appointments with stylists and others for the day. The recording studio they had booked for vocal practice was also rescheduled.
As for Bo Hang and the others who were originally recording in a small studio, they suddenly received notice that the best recording studio was now available, and they could continue there.
Someone asked casually, “Does that mean we can record there from now on?”
The staff member who brought the message shrugged, “It depends on how Mr. Cheng is feeling tomorrow. I heard he didn’t do his styling last night, and today he rescheduled again, saying he wasn’t feeling well and went to the hospital.”
The inquirer clicked their tongue, “Oh, he’s really precious…”
Bo Hang, upon hearing this, furrowed his brows almost to the point of dripping water. The others had packed up and were ready to move, but he was still standing there motionless.
“Hey, Bo Hang, let’s go!”
Bo Hang only responded indifferently, with a disdainful snort, then turned and walked away, not knowing where he went.
“Uh, Bo Hang, let’s go!”
This time, Bo Hang finally had a reaction, but instead of following the crowd, he made a disdainful sound, turned his head somewhere else, and walked away.
The others didn’t stop him, as they knew they would be scolded by their manager later anyway.
When they reached the large recording studio, someone suddenly exclaimed, “Oh, oh! Look at Bo Hang’s Weibo post! His bitterness is overflowing!”
They gathered around to take a look, and indeed, it was filled with bitterness.
Bo Hang – Wants to Sing Champion of the First Contest v: I thought that as long as I worked hard, it would be possible, but I didn’t expect the world to be so unfair.
Under Bo Hang’s Weibo post, fans were asking him what happened, if he was bullied, and so on.
The people present, however, knew that Bo Hang was indirectly venting his dissatisfaction with Chi Feiran. Although they were also resentful towards Chi Feiran, compared to Chi Feiran, who always looked down on people, Bo Hang, who was always arrogant, was the one they hated the most.
Someone whispered, “He thinks he’s so innocent, working hard and all, laughable…”
Bo Hang worked hard, but the direction of his efforts was not just about singing well.
Those present were well aware of who he was, but they simply didn’t expose him. Strength was important, but without connections and a background, how many people could survive in this type of talent show?
Bo Hang only had money from his family, forcefully winning the championship.
Suddenly, a girl screamed, “Ah ah ah! My male god posted on Weibo!!!”
This scream was so earth-shattering that many people’s eardrums were hurting.
But the girl was still ecstatic, “My goodness! How can my Rong Meiren be so handsome!!!”
The people nearby couldn’t stand it anymore, “Stop screaming! It’s going to make us deaf!”
The girl was still excited, “Rong Jin updated his Weibo! Go check it out!”
Almost everyone bowed their heads to check Weibo, searching for the post that made the girl scream.
For those who didn’t follow the girl’s male god, they didn’t have to worry about not finding it. Just click on the trending or hot search, and you’re sure to see it.
After all, the person who posted the Weibo was Cheng Jin.
A photo of a man slightly lowering his head, holding a tablet and looking at something, swept the Weibo homepage with a momentum of being crazily forwarded.
Weibo was in a state of jubilation, with many fans of Cheng Jin expressing their joy. Some even said they were going to temples to thank the gods, and that all the previous superstitions, such as going to the temple to pray and forwarding koi fish, were paying off!
Look!!!
Their male god!!!
Their movie emperor!!!
Finally!!!
Updated Weibo!!!
A lifetime only loves Rong!!!
I thought this life was worth living. Although the male god didn’t say a word, this photo really made me cry.
Underneath Weibo, Cheng Jin’s fans were all asking why he didn’t say anything, questioning him.
The people on the scene, who knew the situation, knew that Cheng Jin didn’t post the Weibo.
Why didn’t he caption it?
What to caption?
Is the aloof male god online???
