Edited March 9, 2024
Xia Wan turned halfway and tilted his head up a bit, so one could see the side of his face clearly.
“Wen Hengzhi, with her knack for spotting talent, couldn’t help it. ‘This kid is really good-looking. I wonder if he’d be interested in getting into the entertainment industry?’”
Su Tang asked calmly, “You’re not content with holding just one Sun Baijiang, huh? Can you handle two of them?”
Wen Yunzhi exclaimed angrily, “How can you speak to your mother like that?”
“You act more like Sun Baijiang’s mother more often, don’t you?” Su Tang said skeptically.
“Do I look like I want to be someone’s mother?” Wen Hengzhi asked calmly. “For that, I need to be liked by others.”
She reached for the bag at her feet. “Some people don’t appreciate some things anyway. I might as well give these things to Sun Baijiang.”
“How dare you!” Su Tang exclaimed anxiously as he snatched the items away.
Wen Hengzhi ran her hand through his hair. She just smiled and stepped out of the car.
In frustration, Su Tang spun around, his anger evident in his narrowed eyes. He noticed Wen Yunzhi’s gaze lingering on the figures by the school gate. The two figures, one tall and one small, look very close.
“This kid looks familiar. Have I seen him before?” Wen Yunzhi wondered aloud. Despite having visited a few times previously, she couldn’t recall encountering Xia Wan before.
“Maybe,” he muttered, unable to resist glancing back at Wen Hengzhi. Despite feeling some resentment, he reminded himself that she was his mother. Having only seen her for a month or two, it was natural to feel concerned about her well-being.
Wen Hengzhi approached an inconspicuous black car. However, upon opening the door, she was overwhelmed by the strong smell of smoke inside, causing her to cough.
“Aren’t you afraid of getting caught on camera?” She settled into the car seat and reached out to pluck the cigarette from Sun Baijiang’s fingers.
“Do you also think that kid is pretty?” Sun Baijiang asked, his eyes lingering on the school gate.
At the school gate, Huo Yu and Xia Wan were saying their goodbyes. Xia Wan took two steps forward, his movements graceful as he tilted his head and waved to Huo Yu, a warm smile lighting up his face.
Wen Hengzhi cast a brief glance at the scene before her and then turned her attention back to Sun Baijiang. With a subtle nod and a hint of admiration in her tone, she remarked, “You seem to understand my vision quite well.”
“Am I better-looking, or is he?” Sun Baijiang asked once more.
“Does it really matter who’s good-looking?” Wen Hengzhi instructed the driver to start driving. After a brief silence, she added, “He chose someone else.”
“I know deep down that whoever he chooses, it won’t be me,” Sun Baijiang said softly. “But I can’t just stand by and watch him being manipulated and plotted openly.”
“Baijiang,” Wen Hengzhi said, gently patting his hand, “Maybe he doesn’t need your help right now. Maybe it’s best if you both go your own ways and live your own lives. That’s the best way to support each other and avoid trouble.”
Sun Baijiang fell silent, which made Wen Hengzhi a bit concerned. She sighed and said, “I’ll call Director Shen to arrange some time off for you. We’ll go somewhere together.”
“No,” Sun Baijiang replied firmly, “I’ll follow the original schedule.”
…..
During Xia Wan’s first live broadcast, he ate the pig’s trotters given by Su Tang.
According to Su Tang, this dish is a specialty from a city in the south. Su Tang’s mother brought it back as a souvenir from her business trip.
He wasn’t sure if it was because he had never eaten pig’s trotters before, or if these pig’s trotters were genuinely delicious. The meat was not only tender and flavorful but also had a satisfying chewiness. It was packed with tender tendons, making it both tasty and enjoyable to eat.
(Translator Note: I’m vegetarian so I have no clue about what they are talking about)
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When Xia Wan was halfway through eating a pig’s trotter, several people started entering the live broadcast room one after another. It was also the first time Xia Wan received comments in his live chat:
[I just had dinner, but watching my brother eat made me hungry again.]
After a while, another comment popped up:
[Who is this handsome mukbang streamer? I can’t decide if I’m craving him or the pig trotters in his hands.]
“Looks like you’re still craving pig’s trotters,” Xia Wan remarked, narrowing his eyes slightly.
[The streamer eats so deliciously. I can’t remember the last time I had something that tasty.]
“Because it really is delicious,” Xia Wan replied simply.
Xia Wan disregarded comments like “My brother is so handsome,” “My brother looks adorable when he eats,” and “I want to feed pig trotters to my brother,” and instead focused on selecting more interesting ones. He engaged with netizens in casual conversation about nutrition while eating simultaneously.
[Is there a link to order Pig Trotters? I want to try the same delicious food as my brother.]
Another comment appeared, followed quickly by a row of +1s expressing the same desire.
“No,” Xia Wan replied after finishing the pig’s trotters and wiping her hands clean with a wet wipe. “I don’t have any plans to sell anything yet. I just want to share my love for food with everyone.”
Xia Wan replied candidly, not hiding his intention to eventually turn this account into a commercial one.
[Is my younger brother a newcomer?] Someone asked.
“Yes,” Xia Wan smiled warmly, his delicate features illuminated by the screen’s glow.
A strand of hair escaped from behind his ear, adding a touch of innocence to his appearance. “I hope everyone can pay more attention to it and support me in the future,” he added earnestly, his eyes reflecting sincerity and determination.
[Already following, looking forward to more live broadcasts from my brother.]
[Already paying attention, but I’m not just here for the food; I’m here for my younger brother, who is talented and beautiful.]
A long row of +1s followed below the comment.
Xia Wan glanced up at the number of viewers in the live broadcast room and noticed there were already more than eighty people tuned in. With a smile, he expressed his gratitude and waved to the camera before signing off.
Turning his head, Xia Wan noticed that the other three people were still sitting in their seats, happily munching on pig trotters.
Fu Ling remarked, “Wanwan, your food video was fantastic. I initially planned to save one trotter, but now I’m already chewing on the second one.”
“You all still here?” Xia Wan asked nervously. “How did I do? Was it okay?”
“Do you even need to ask?” Su Tang replied. “Of course it was perfect!”
Shen Xing remained silent, simply lifting the pig’s trotter in his hand as a gesture that he had been so infected by the broadcast that he couldn’t resist eating it.
Xia Wan smiled briefly before suddenly recalling that Huo Yu had asked for his mukbang account after their meeting.
The smile on his face faded as the image of Huo Yu’s expression while watching his live broadcast flashed in his mind.
He imagined Huo Yu appearing cold and indifferent, wondering if he perceived his manner of eating as unhygienic, given that he was eating directly with his hands.
Xia Wan paused, his mind dwelling on the memory of Huo Yu’s resistant and guarded expression from earlier when he accidentally touched his earlobe.
Xia Wan pondered, wondering if Huo Yu might have mysophobia.
“Tsk…” he clicked his tongue, a sign of frustration and disappointment was evident.
He made an effort to refocus his thoughts and began sorting through the dozen second-hand oil painting papers he had recently acquired.
“Hey, Wanwan,” Su Tang approached with a gleam in his eye. “I saw you and Huo Yu at the school gate this afternoon.”
“Why didn’t you call me?” Xia Wan asked, a hint of curiosity in his voice.
“Wasn’t it because you two were looking at each other so lovingly that I couldn’t bear to disturb you.” Su Tang replied, holding half of a pig’s trotter.
Feeling it was important to share the news he had heard about the Huo family, he lowered his voice and said, “I received some very important news from my aunt today.”
“What is it?” Xia Wan’s curiosity was piqued, and he was intrigued by Su Tang’s mysterious demeanor. “Is it related to the Huo family?”
“Yeah,” Su Tang whispered, “My aunt said that the Huo family was originally established by Huo Yu’s parents. However, after their deaths, Huo Yu was still young, so Huo Peixue took over the reins. Now, the entire business is in his hands.”
Xia Wan fell silent for a moment.
Recalling the dinner at the Huo family’s house, where Huo Yu and Huo Pei were careful with their words, he realized that the truth had already been hinted at.
“So, do you think Huo Peixue’s love for Huo Yu isn’t genuine?” Xia Wan inquired.
“Exactly,” Su Tang concurred. “Huo Peixue probably feels guilty about taking things from others. We’re fortunate that some elderly people still remember these things; otherwise, even this truth would have been lost long ago.”
Xia Wan rested his chin in his hand, lost in thought.
“I’m telling you,” Su Tang said earnestly, “based on the TV series I’ve watched about wealthy families competing for property, you need to remind Huo Yu to be careful in this situation.”
Does he really need to say that? Xia Wan thought to himself, but still nodded obediently and replied, “Okay.”
“Didn’t you visit the Huo family for dinner last week?” Fu Ling was always indirect in his questioning. “How is the atmosphere between them?”
“By the way,” Xia Wan remembered something and asked Su Tang, “Since you know Huo Yu, you must also know Shen Yan, right?”
For some reason, Su Tang’s demeanor shifted from his usual high-spirited and combative attitude, and he glanced outside.
Fu Ling asked, “Tangtang, are your eyes feeling strained?”
“Would you like me to rub them for you?” Xia Wan offered, reaching out to touch Su Tang’s eyes. Then, he continued to ask, “During our visit, Huo Peixue also mentioned that Shen Yan’s younger brother was also studying here and he asked me if I knew him.”
“What did you say?” Su Tang broke free from his grasp and looked at him with bright eyes, indicating that his eyes were not strained after all.
“I don’t know him,” Xia Wan replied, puzzled by Su Tang’s excitement. “Of course, I was telling the truth.”
Ahem,” Shen Xing, the reserved boy, finally spoke up. “That brother is me.”
Xia Wan: … oh.
“You’re hopeless,” Su Tang said, raising his hand to tap Xia Wan on the forehead. “Huo Peixue won’t believe that you don’t know him. He’ll just think you’re brushing him off.”
Xia Wan didn’t pay much attention to it, knowing he had already picked his side. It was just a matter of time before they clashed.
Su Tang was really worried about him. “That old fox will definitely try to manipulate things, and he’ll have all sorts of tricky plans. When you’re with Huo Yu, you’ll act like Huo Yu, but how long will that last? Grow up and adopt some tactics too. So that you do not let such a handsome guy down.”
“How handsome is he?” Fu Ling finished chewing the pig’s trotters. He wiped his hands with a tissue. He approached and asked in a hushed tone, “Is he as handsome as Shen Xing?”
“He’s just like that. How can a kid who hasn’t even grown all his hair compare to Huo Yu?” Su Tang exclaimed dramatically. “You haven’t seen his face, legs, and waist. They’re even better than before. I really want to touch them just once.”
A great mind thinks similarly.
Thinking back to the encounter with the well-defined chest muscles at the restaurant, Xia Wan quickly added, “And his chest muscles are super firm.”
Su Tang and Fu Ling perked up and looked at Xia Wan with renewed interest. “What about that one?” they asked eagerly.
“Which one?” Xia Wan asked, confused by their sudden interest.
Su Tang leaned in close to Xia Wan’s ear and whispered something, causing Xia Wan’s face to flush bright red.
“How would I know?” Xia Wan said blushingly.
“Didn’t you see it already?” Su Tang whispered into Xia Wan’s ear.
“Didn’t you two have a heated argument after visiting the Huo family’s house that day?” Fu Ling questioned skeptically.
“My father was still waiting for me at home, how can I spend the night outside?” Xia Wan pushed the two of them away.
“No, life is short, and certain functions can only stay strong for a few years,” Su Tang shamelessly leaned in again, “Uncle, would have understood.”
Fu Ling averted his eyes from Shen Xing’s indifferent expression and turned back to Xia Wan with enthusiasm. “How handsome is he? I want to see a photo!” he exclaimed.
Xia Wan:”…”
Where would he have the opportunity to take a photo of Huo Yu? How can he explain that so-called couples in love don’t even have photos of each other?
Xia Wan hesitated for a moment, then discreetly sent a message to Huo Yu while Su Tang and Fu Ling weren’t paying attention:
[Big Bowl of Sweet Tea: Could you send me a selfie? My roommates are curious about what my partner looks like.]
When the message was received, Huo Yu and Shen Yan were sitting in the study on the second floor, discussing official matters.
He had frequented the gallery before, so he wasn’t prone to suspicion, but he was much more cautious when it came to his entertainment company. He had never been there in person.
Fortunately, he and Shen Yan had a very good relationship, so no one raised any suspicion when Shen Yan came to his home occasionally.
The two were comparing several projects in various aspects when Huo Yu’s cell phone lit up on the table’s corner.
Shen Yan’s sharp eyes caught sight of the message at a glance.
“Already sharing pictures with your partner?” He sat up straight and rubbed his stiff neck. He couldn’t help but joke.
No matter how serious Huo Yu seemed or said he was, Shen Yan couldn’t believe it. To Shen Yan, Huo Yu was like a super cold and distant person, and nothing could make him warm up or open up.
Like a ten-thousand-year-old iceberg that would not melt in the heat of the fire.
As expected, Huo Yu didn’t say anything. He just glanced at the message and went back to work.
The two talked for a few more minutes, but for some reason, Huo Yu was a bit distracted.
After a few minutes, Huo Yu raised his hand. Shen Yan thought he had more new ideas and eagerly waited for him to share.
Surprisingly, Huo Yu grabbed his phone and held it at arm’s length. He tilted his head slightly and focused on the image on the screen.
Shen Yan observed as Huo Yu sent the photo, feeling a mix of surprise and disbelief. After a brief moment of processing what he had just witnessed, Shen Yan couldn’t help but ask in a somewhat bewildered tone, “You’re not serious, are you?”
He’s serious!
Thank you for the update.
He is very serious 🤣🤣
Indeed 😂
He is very serious!
Thank You for the new chapter (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤
He is very very very serious (◕ᴗ◕✿)
Thank you for the chapter !
😆He actually did it for him!!!
🤣🤣🤣🤣
he’s never been more serious in his life
This is too sweet 😍 😆😆😆
Even the selfie looks serious 😂😂
Do I have to enter the password for every chapter? It’s too tiring. (New in this website)
Yes. For most novels on here, you will need to enter the pw when starting a new chapter. Though it should save or auto populate in the designated field if you’ve entered it before. As long as you know what the pw starts with.
giggling. thanks for the chapter