Translator/Editor:- Max
This was a relatively high-end barbecue restaurant, not as noisy as ordinary barbecue restaurants. In the middle of the table was a pile of smoothly polished round stones, with charcoal fire underneath. The meat was placed directly on the stones to grill, which can better filter out excess oil and avoid picking up the fishy taste from iron plates.
However, grilling meat on stones requires skill. Most tables will have a waiter wearing white gloves standing by who’d be in charge of grilling the meat.
Zhang Chenfei waved at the waiter to leave and took the tongs to grill the meat himself.
The sleeves of his black shirt were rolled up, revealing strong forearms. His large hands with distinct joints held the bamboo tongs, placing slices of snowflake beef onto the stone one by one. After grilling each slice, he would then give it to his little wife, so that he could eat while it was hot.
Jiao Qi looked at the golden-brown slices of grilled meat on his plate, recalling the time when the two first met.
On their second date, Big Dick Zhang took him out for barbecue, taking the initiative to pick up the tongs and grill meat for him piece by piece. As he grilled, he subtly promoted himself.
“I love cooking, but I live alone, so there’s no one to appreciate it. So sometimes, I get lazy and just barbeque at home. Try it, my barbecue skills are said to be pretty good.” Young Zhang Chenfei, who had won the “Golden Finger” in an international game development competition, skillfully flipped the meat. Amidst the swirling smoke and flames, he unexpectedly exuded charm.
Love often starts in a split second of a heartbeat. Each person is touched by different things, perhaps a phone call, a smile, an umbrella handed over on a rainy day, or a cup of steaming hot tea on a cold winter day.
And when Big Dick Zhang put the first grilled piece of meat onto his plate, Jiao Qi suddenly found himself moved by this man. From childhood to adulthood, Mr. Big Dick was the only person who had ever grilled meat for him to eat, and such happiness was something he had long desired but never got.
He remembered back in junior high school when Korean barbecue first became popular. Every day after school, Jiao Qi would pass by a barbecue restaurant. Through the glass wall, he could see people eating barbecue inside. Usually parents brought their children there, and the parents were responsible for the barbecue while the children were responsible for eating.
At times, Jiao Qi couldn’t help but stop for a moment, watching how other parents took care of their children. Later, he told his father that he wanted to eat barbecue. Jiao Zuoren then asked someone to buy a Korean electric grill. However, the nanny, after unpacking it, said it was too troublesome to use and refused to make it for him. Jiao Qi didn’t say anything, as he didn’t really want to eat barbecue anyway.
Until one day when the school was occupying the exam rooms, he got dismissed early and returned home. He saw the nanny and her son using that electric grill to cook pork belly. Suddenly, he couldn’t help but cry.
Because of this incident, the family finally drove away the nanny. However, Jiao Qi still didn’t get to eat the kind of barbecue he had wanted to eat.
Until he met Zhang Chenfei.
That day, he was particularly happy and carelessly ate too much. Zhang Chenfei saw that he liked it and kept feeding him, without eating much himself. Just after eating, Jiao Qi’s fragile stomach gave out, and he took the opportunity to go to the bathroom and vomited uncontrollably. It was too embarrassing to let Zhang Chenfei know that he vomited due to his gluttony, so when he returned after washing his face, he remained the elegant and noble Young Master Jiao.
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“…Don’t talk nonsense.” Jiao Qi kicked him under the table.
“Do you know where the last person who kicked me went?” The Underworld Godfather frowned.
“I want to eat that.” Jiao Qi ignored him, pointing at the fish that had just been served.
“Oh.” Mr. Dior immediately forgot about the topic just now and focused on feeding his little wife.
Jiao Qi restrained himself from eating too much, and there was no repeat of that tragic vomiting incident. Zhang Chenfei was quite distressed; his little wife ate too little, and having a low body fat percentage made it difficult for pregnancy.
When he returned to Bajiao in the afternoon, Jiao Qi learned that KY had already left dejectedly, saying that he didn’t intend to disrupt their business this time and would send someone else to negotiate. He also left a box of chocolates for Jiao Qi, hoping that he wouldn’t be angry.
Casually tossing the chocolates to Yu Yuan, Jiao Qi just threw this matter to the back of his mind, though he couldn’t help but think about what Big Dick Zhang had said “I saw him sending you a cart full of flowers with my own eyes”.
His smart brain received a message.
【Mom: For tomorrow’s premiere, I’m giving you four tickets. Remember to take Chenchen to watch. You can give away the other two tickets.】
The premiere… he actually forgot about it. Jiao Qi rubbed his forehead and replied to his mom:【He has an important meeting tomorrow and can’t go. I’ll go by myself.】
【Mom: You remembered it wrong la. Chenchen’s secretary said he had cleared his schedule last week, specifically to attend Mom’s premiere.】
At noon, when Zhang Chenfei was grilling meat for Jiao Qi, he didn’t hear the phone, so Mama Jiao called his office. The secretary, eager to please his boss’s mother-in-law and seemingly to take credit, informed Mama Jiao.
Jiao Qi had no choice but to accept the movie tickets sent by his mother, feeling quite depressed. Not only would there be many people at tomorrow’s premiere, but there would also be many media reporters. What if their family’s underworld godfather said something shocking again? What would he do?
When he returned home in the evening, Jiao Qi seriously instructed Zhang Chenfei, “Tomorrow at the premiere, if any reporters interview you, by all means, don’t mention anything about the firearms business.”
“Don’t worry.” Zhang Chenfei was lying in bed, looking at the daily revenue report sent by the finance department. The sales of the Galaxy Sword surpassed the Mini Armour-Piercing gun, taking the top spot. With the arms business thriving, there were definitely many who didn’t like him. It was only natural to keep a low profile.
But where could Jiao Qi truly be relieved? He lowered his gaze, pondering over whom to give the remaining two tickets to, preferably someone who could attract media attention. Suddenly, he was pulled into Zhang Chenfei’s embrace.
“Baby, what are you thinking about?” Zhang Chenfei closed his smart brain interface and slipped his hand into Jiao Qi’s pyjamas.
“Have you ever been to the United States to look for me before?” Jiao Qi simply lay on Zhang Chenfei’s chest, staring into his eyes.
“It was just incidental to find you.” Zhang Chenfei said casually, subconsciously wanting to find a cigarette to smoke, but it wasn’t convenient to get up while holding his little wife. So, he gently took one of Jiao Qi’s fingers and lightly held it between his lips.
Feeling the warm tongue glide over his fingertip, Jiao Qi trembled slightly. He almost forgot about his interrogation. “Um… so what were you there for mainly?”
Zhang Chenfei sucked on the tip of his finger, sighed deeply, and said in a deep voice, “Don’t ask about matters in the underworld.”
What bullshit underworld matters, at that time you were still in college! Jiao Qi yanked his hand out from under his own clothes and got up to call Gao Shiqing in his study.
“The United States? He did indeed go there.” Gao Shiqing thought hard for a moment. “Hey, he couldn’t afford a trip to the US himself, he just won an award at that time. The ‘Golden Finger’ was awarded in the US, and at that time, Da Fei was excited to go and receive the award. He even said he wanted to find angel investors and start a company in the US. But unexpectedly, that grandson just sold the game directly. I don’t know what got into him; he got me so angry I didn’t talk to him for a week.”
The Golden Finger Award was indeed the biggest award in international game production. At that time, Zhang Chenfei, still in college, and his team of classmates created a stunning mobile game that impressed the committee and won the championship that year, earning them the Golden Finger Award trophy.
He checked the award ceremony date, it was indeed during the time when KY was pursuing him.
After hanging up the phone, Jiao Qi remained silent for a while. Then, he turned and found the trophy in the display cabinet. The trophy was a gold-plated hand, extending its index finger with a small star at the tip. It represented the highest honour in the gaming industry, awarded to the twenty-year-old genius Zhang Chenfei.
And what kind of feelings did that young man, who had just received the trophy, have when he took an eight-hour train ride to the city where Jiao Qi was, pretending to be a passerby, hoping for a chance encounter on campus?
The young man who had just achieved a huge success finally mustered up the courage to say something to his idol. What would he say? Perhaps he had rehearsed it over and over again during those long eight hours.
“Excuse me, could you please tell me how to get to the library?”
“Are you Chinese?”
“Have we met somewhere before?”
As he joyfully approached the dormitory building, what he saw instead was a whole car filled with flowers and a bastard shouting Jiao Qi’s name and singing. A flashy red sports car, expensive flowers, and a rich young master wearing famous labels…
Jiao Qi ran his finger over the small star at the top of the trophy, wondering if it was this scene that made Zhang Chenfei give up on the idea of starting a company in the US. Perhaps he also almost nearly gave up on pursuing him further.
For such a young man, what kind of emotions did he have when he personally sold the work that had just won an international award? It was probably like burying his dream with his own hands. His heart ached. If possible, he really wanted to go back to that time and hug that young man who was standing under the oak tree, head bowed in sadness.
Jiao Qi turned the trophy upside down and looked at the engraved words on the base. Beautiful English cursive words detailed the origin and name of the award, and there was also a very small handle.
“Yi?” The base of the trophy turned out to be a small drawer, something Jiao Qi had never noticed before. He gently opened it, inside there was a piece of notepaper.
It was Zhang Chenfei’s handwriting, which was a bit more youthful than his current handwriting. On the note, it read:
【After seeing the smart brain, I feel like it will soon replace smartphones. This game has no future. Sold it at a high price to the foreigner devils, bunch of foolish pricks, hahaha!】
“…” Suddenly, there was a bit less heartache. As long as he hadn’t sacrificed anything for him, it was fine.
On the back, there were more words. Jiao Qi flipped the note over.
【There was a bastard chasing Yanyan, so angry! Yanyan splashed him with a bucket of water, feeling happy! Keep it up, fighting for a chance to sleep with Yanyan!】
Translator’s note:-
Jiao Qi after cooking up a whole melodramatic soap opera telenovela in his head 
Jiao Qi: Wahhhhh My poor Lao Gong he suffered so much, poor baby I wanna give him a hug
Jiao Qi, when he found out the reality
Jiao Qi: ……… I-
