“He told you he couldn’t?” Luo Yusen chuckled, casually adjusting Fei Bai’s collar without even glancing at Xu Geyang. “He’s shy. Sometimes he’s afraid to show himself in front of unfamiliar people.”
“Unfamiliar people?” Xu Geyang mocked Fei Bai. “Hey, Fei Bai, did you tell him?”
“Shut up!” Xu Xiangcheng’s stern voice abruptly interrupted. “Xu Geyang, do you have any manners?”
He was almost driven crazy by his son’s lack of ability to judge the situation. He kicked Xu Geyang hard under the table and squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, audible only to the two of them: “If you don’t want to see your father lose his job, then shut up.”
Xu Geyang probably hadn’t expected things to escalate to this extent. He stiffened for a moment, then silently lowered his head.
No wonder Xu Xiangcheng was so fawning toward Luo Yusen today.
Thinking about it made him even more irritated. He felt like a clown being led around by Xu Xiangcheng, while Luo Yusen’s aloof demeanor stood in stark contrast to his own.
This meal was the longest Fei Bai had ever experienced. He even thought that if he had known there would be such a day, he would never have had even the slightest relationship with Xu Geyang in high school.
At that moment, a waiter brought a plate of steamed shrimp to the table. Xu Xiangcheng picked one up with his chopsticks, originally intending to pass it to Fei Bai, but then he changed his mind and placed it in front of Xu Geyang with a disapproving tone. “Peel one for Fei Bai. You were so rude just now. Apologize to him.”
Fei Bai quickly waved his hand. “It’s not necessary, Uncle. I can do it myself.”
“Have him peel it for you.” Xu Xiangcheng immediately switched to a kind and gentle expression when facing Fei Bai.
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Xu Geyang chuckled and glanced at Luo Yusen, then indeed started peeling the shrimp for Fei Bai. After he finished, he lazily extended his arm and offered it to Fei Bai’s mouth. “Sorry, have it. Consider it my apology to you.”
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He couldn’t fathom the complex emotional dynamics among the three people at the table besides himself. Instead, he simply and presumptuously blamed all the responsibility on his incompetent and prodigal son.
In just two short hours, every person present, except for Luo Yusen, felt extremely uncomfortable. In the end, even Xu Xiangcheng couldn’t wait to end the dinner. He stood up and raised his glass to Luo Yusen, saying that it was not easy for Young Master Luo to grace them with his presence for a meal, and it was rare for them to have such an opportunity to bond with him. He asked if Luo Yusen could say a few words to him and his son.
Luo Yusen smiled lightly and said a few flattering words, then paused before adding, “Of course, the most important thing is to stay in one’s lane.”
“Stay in one’s lane,” just four simple words, caused both Xu Xiangcheng and Xu Geyang to change their expressions simultaneously.
Xu Xiangcheng forced a smile through gritted teeth and thanked Luo Yusen for his words, while Xu Geyang, being a teenager after all, couldn’t muster a smile naturally. His hand clenched into a fist at his side, with the faint outlines of veins visible on the back of his hand.
When Fei Bai got into Luo Yusen’s car, he heaved a heavy sigh of relief. He slouched in the seat, looking as if he had just fought a group of wild boars.
“Shixiong,” he hesitantly spoke up, “could you not bring me to these kinds of dinners next time?”
Luo Yusen leaned over to fasten his seatbelt, casually asking as he did, “Do you even want there to be a next time?”
“Not, absolutely no more next time,” Fei Bai quickly chimed in.
Luo Yusen chuckled softly, letting out a snort, and ruffled Fei Bai’s hair with his free hand. Fei Bai felt that Luo Yusen seemed to be in a good mood now.
To still be in good spirits after such a meal, Fei Bai silently marveled. President Luo’s mental resilience is truly beyond ordinary people’s comprehension.
After this weekend passed, Luo Yusen remained as busy as ever. Fei Bai felt lonely staying at home alone, so he didn’t rush back after class and instead quietly stayed in the classroom to study.
Although Qiao Li was now with Yan Yan, he still considerately asked Fei Bai if he wanted to join them. Fei Bai politely declined, but Yan Yan, perhaps feeling guilty about inadvertently leaking information to Luo Yusen last time, insisted on dragging him along for dinner, threatening that if Fei Bai didn’t go, it would be disrespectful to her as his little sister-in-law.
Fei Bai found it amusing yet also exasperating to be called “little sister-in-law.” In the end, he ended up going with them to a nearby Japanese restaurant near the school.
Having someone to accompany you in the evening can indeed improve your mood. The three of them ordered a table full of dishes and chatted cheerfully.
As it was dinner time, this Japanese restaurant was not particularly large and had limited staff, so the food came out slowly. It took quite some time for a plate of beef cubes to be served, with a small stove underneath keeping it warm.
Qiao Li was already starving, but he remembered that this meal was mainly for Fei Bai, so he didn’t touch his chopsticks and waited for Fei Bai to take the first bite.
Fei Bai cautiously took a small bite of the beef cubes, still steaming hot, and Qiao Li couldn’t wait and asked eagerly, “How is it? Is it hot?”
“I don’t think I can say it’s hot…” Fei Bai hadn’t finished speaking when he saw Qiao Li grab a big piece and put it in his mouth, then exclaimed, “Ahh!” and grabbed the nearby soda bottle to gulp it down.
“Fei Bai, didn’t you just say it’s not hot?” Qiao Li complained.
Fei Bai sighed, “I didn’t finish. I meant to say it’s not just hot, it’s scalding hot.”
Yan Yan, thoroughly entertained by the spectacle, suddenly saw her phone light up on the table. She glanced down and exclaimed in surprise, “Wow!”
“What’s up?” Qiao Li asked, still catching his breath.
Yan Yan excitedly exclaimed, “My brother’s company is about to hold a new product launch, and rumor has it that they’re going to unveil a new smartphone. I saw some marketing accounts saying they wanted to invite my idol to endorse it, so I asked my mom to check with my brother, and it’s true! They’re starting to shoot the endorsement materials next week! I really want to go see it!”
Fei Bai had heard Luo Yusen mention something about launching a new product, but he wasn’t into idol culture and didn’t inquire about who the spokesperson might be.
“Do you guys want to go see it? We could go together. It’s supposed to be on Christmas Day,” Yan Yan asked.
Qiao Li replied, “If you want to go, I’ll accompany you.”
“What about you, Fei Bai? Do you want to come and see my brother?” Yan Yan asked with a cheerful smile directed at Fei Bai.
Fei Bai felt a bit embarrassed. “Let’s see.”
Yan Yan lowered her head and scrolled through her phone, muttering to herself, “Come to think of it, my brother seems to be quite close to my idol. There were photos of them dining together back when I was in high school. I wonder how their relationship is now…”
Exactly what we need. Miscommunication, contract relationship, and now a potential rival. Way to go!
Tch. Why does the love rival has to be from luo yusen’s side. I would’ve loved to see a new hot and considerate guy wooing and trying to take fei bai away. That’ll probably make luo yusen finally open his gd eyes and communicate with fei bai properly 😒
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Thank You for the new chapter ♡╰(⸝⸝⸝´꒳`⸝⸝⸝)╯♡