RED Chapter 80

The quick-witted fan who commented “兄弟装” (brother outfits) set off a trend almost instantly.

The replies under that Weibo post quickly aligned: “Hahaha, brother outfits are the best!”

“I laughed so hard, godlike brother outfits!”

“I’m jealous, I want to wear brother outfits with my partner too!”

“Crazy for brother outfits! Ahhh! They look so good! Rong Rong looks super gentle! And Ran Ran suits this style so well! It’s so soft that even my imaginary limb is stiff!”

Fans’ enthusiasm swayed the media. Initially, some mischievous editor coined the headline, “They’re wearing ‘Jinran’ brother outfits!”

Rong Jin, who hadn’t attended such events in a long time, found himself plastered across various media outlets. The buzz was overwhelming.

But this was not what Rong Jin had envisioned!

While shooting those photos, Rong Jin felt they resembled couple’s portraits, radiating beauty. But these people, what were they writing about? Did they find this joke funny?

No!!! Rong Jin thought it was not funny at all!!!

Rong Jin nearly wanted to hire a water army to see some sweet, affectionate comments—why was it so difficult? He was exasperated!

More frustration came with the fact that after the “brother outfits” trend, the netizens’ next hot topic was: “Wow! The superstar has a different level of swag! Private jet! Awesome!”

Rong Jin: “…”

People are always more curious about things they seldom encounter. Especially when staff posted pictures of the meals on the private jet and a few shots of the interior on Weibo, it became the perfect testament to “poverty limits imagination.” The news related to Rong Jin was already hot, and this move ensured that no other celebrities could even be seen on the trending list.

The true princeling saw these news and laughed uncontrollably, somehow feeling like the blame was amusingly shifted to Rong Jin.

Rong Jin asked Chang Haoqing to quickly issue a statement clarifying that the plane wasn’t his, only to be stopped by Chi Feiran, who laughed and said, “Don’t! I’m still waiting to borrow your plane next time!”

Traveling by private jet is convenient but overly high-profile. Now that people believed the plane was Rong Jin’s, it was perfect for Chi Feiran!

Next time he wanted to use the plane, he could just say he borrowed it from Rong Jin—brilliant!

Chi Feiran thought this was excellent, his eyes curving with laughter: “Besides, they’re not wrong! It is yours!”

Facing Rong Jin’s gaze, the princeling shamelessly said, “I’m your family!”

Chang Haoqing and Li Yuan: “…”

Caught off guard by a big mouthful of dog food…

Rong Jin was instantly cured by these words, even experiencing the legendary “old face turning red” feeling…

He was happy! He was content!

Even though this batch of haters, fans, and media were not great, his sweetheart was extraordinary!

However, Rong Jin wasn’t one to give up easily. Brotherly love, right? Brother outfits, right? You all just wait!

After landing, Chi Feiran and Rong Jin’s first stop wasn’t the hotel but directly to Cen Beini’s studio.

It was the busiest time, with the studio packed with various fabrics, ready-made clothes, semi-finished products, and accessories.

Cen Beini hadn’t rested well recently, evident from the tiredness on her unmade-up face. But seeing Chi Feiran, she bloomed into a bright smile.

Chi Feiran exchanged a hug with her and introduced, “This is Rong Jin, my boyfriend.”

The last part was said in a particularly low voice, but Cen Beini, having learned about this from Xie Man, was unsurprised.

The fashion world is generally more accepting of such things, with some saying it’s a world ruled by the “LGBT” community. Many high-profile figures in the industry are openly out.

Cen Beini even joked softly with Chi Feiran, “Good taste, very handsome!”

Hearing this from an elder made Chi Feiran’s mood soar, his face glowing. When introducing Rong Jin to Cen Beini, he couldn’t help but smile.

This was the first time Rong Jin was meeting Chi Feiran’s elder after they confirmed their relationship. He paid extra attention to his behavior, wanting to make a perfect impression.

Unfortunately, they didn’t have much time for pleasantries. Cen Beini was busy, and with Chi Feiran’s arrival, she quickly brought out the prepared clothes for him to try on.

Although the measurements were made to fit Chi Feiran, a person’s body is not static. Only by trying on the clothes could they see the final effect. With the show imminent, any adjustments needed to be made quickly.

Due to the booming Chinese market in recent years and Cen Beini’s strong push, Chi Feiran’s tasks included both opening and closing the show.

For him, this wasn’t difficult. It was something he had been exposed to since childhood. He knew what to do but still needed some practice before the actual show.

After changing, Cen Beini circled around Chi Feiran, tweaking details here and there.

During this time, he had to stay still to avoid being pricked by needles.

Unable to move, Chi Feiran communicated with Rong Jin through eye contact, his eyes full of anticipation.

Rong Jin mouthed, “Beautiful.”

This earned him a smile from his beloved, one so bright that it needed lip-biting to restrain it.

Cen Beini worked quickly, finally saying to Chi Feiran, “Very suitable for you.”

Chi Feiran’s style matched perfectly with E&E’s brand, combining aristocratic vintage with young fashion elements, achieving a great balance on him.

Men’s fashion design is generally less flamboyant than women’s, focusing more on details like cutting and materials, and then the choice of accessories.

Cen Beini gently brushed Chi Feiran’s fringe back, examined his face, and then instructed her assistant, “For the show, his hair needs to be styled up to reveal his features. Keep his hair color natural; the black is beautiful. Since he doesn’t have pierced ears, make sure to stick a diamond stud on his left ear…”

With the initial styling decided, Chi Feiran was taken to the indoor runway to practice. If he couldn’t get it right, additional training would be necessary.

Rong Jin sat below the runway, watching as Chi Feiran walked towards him in rhythm.

Chi Feiran wore a pure white trench coat over a matching inner shirt. The vintage diamond collar button highlighted the design, and the trench coat’s epaulet and shoulder designs, inspired by military uniforms, were softened by the flowing material. This gave the appearance of a prince dressed casually for a journey, exuding a deep-seated elegance and nobility with each step.

Rong Jin watched intently. Most of the day’s activities involved Chi Feiran being busy while he waited. This kind of waiting had become unfamiliar to Rong Jin. It had been a long time since he had waited for someone; usually, it was others waiting for him, with all activities revolving around him.

But at this moment, waiting felt like a form of happiness because he was waiting for Chi Feiran, watching him walk towards him step by step.

Just watching his beloved shine on stage made Rong Jin feel a sense of intoxication.

Rong Jin’s expression softened unconsciously. When Chi Feiran reached the front of the stage, his originally aristocratic cold expression broke when he met Rong Jin’s gaze, and he couldn’t help but laugh.

He’s using that expression to look at me…

Rong Jin also laughed, and the two of them, one on stage and one off stage, smiled at each other.

Chi Feiran, catching a glimpse of Cen Beini from the corner of his eye, saw her raising an eyebrow at them.

Feeling embarrassed, Chi Feiran covered his face with his hand and, after calming down, said, “I’ll do it again!”

With psychological preparation the next time, he performed much better.

Cen Beini was very satisfied with the overall effect and teased the young man, “Seems like we can’t let him sit in the front row during the actual show.”

Chi Feiran, thinking about his earlier performance, felt especially embarrassed and repeatedly assured her that he wouldn’t laugh during the show.

Cen Beini laughed, “I’m just joking with you. I know you better than that.”

Young people often can’t hide their feelings, and as someone who’s been through it, she understood well.

As Chi Feiran left the studio, he was still thinking about it and whispered to Rong Jin, “Maybe you shouldn’t watch me during the show?”

Not letting Rong Jin sit in the front row was out of the question. Seating arrangements are meticulously planned, and if Rong Jin sat in the back, it would cause a media frenzy.

Rong Jin was silent for a moment before saying, “I can’t help it.”

Chi Feiran: “…”

A real test of willpower…

But the most important matter at hand wasn’t Chi Feiran possibly laughing during the show.

Chi Feiran said, “Brother Rong, don’t be nervous.”

Rong Jin: “…I’m not.”

Chi Feiran couldn’t help but think, if you’re not nervous, then why are you adjusting your cuffs and collar so much…

Rong Jin claimed not to be nervous, but how could he truly not be? Last time he met the parents as a friend, though not relaxed, it wasn’t the same as this time.

This time, he was meeting them as a boyfriend!

Thinking of this, Rong Jin coughed and amended, “Just a little bit.”

Chi Feiran found this side of Rong Jin utterly adorable. He took Rong Jin’s seemingly unsure hands, holding them and chuckling, “Senior, don’t worry, I’m here.”

Rong Jin was stunned, realizing Chi Feiran was echoing his own words used to comfort him on set.

Rong Jin held Chi Feiran’s hand, “You remember?”

Chi Feiran smiled and nodded. He hadn’t expected to remember so clearly, as if every detail of their time together was etched in his mind.

He said, “You also told me to just look at you.”

Rong Jin recalled that moment and chuckled softly, “Back then, I didn’t…”

At that time, he only saw Chi Feiran as a fan, a young kid who looked pleasing to the eye and thus got some extra attention.

Who could have known it would lead to today, that fate would bring them together like this?

With that thought, Rong Jin tightened his grip on Chi Feiran’s hand.

Meeting the parents this time was easier than Rong Jin had anticipated. Both sides harbored goodwill, and with everyone being considerate, the interaction was naturally comfortable.

Although there were the inevitable formalities, it was much better than many scenarios Rong Jin had imagined.

However…

Rong Jin glanced at Chris, locking eyes with those icy blue eyes. Chris seemed to give a polite smile, but…

Rong Jin couldn’t shake the feeling that his former somewhat indescribable friendship with this future brother-in-law had been deleted and thrown into the recycle bin…

Author’s Note:

Chris: Haha, friendship? Nonexistent.