Huayu Chunqiu, starting from being adopted by a fairy mother

Chapter 390 Fat Ice Returns to Her Heart
Liu Jing was very curious about what Zhang Min and Xixi talked about, but he didn't ask.

I didn't ask at the wrap party, and I didn't ask back in my room either.

It's best to pretend you don't know about this, or wait for Xixi to bring it up herself.

Fat Bing drank too much, but not to the point of blacking out. He didn't go home that night, but stayed in Zhao Xiaodao's old room with Xiaodao to keep him company.

Liu Jing got up in the morning and went to check on them. Pang Bing was sleeping soundly, and Xiao Dao was still half asleep. Seeing that the two of them were alright, he took Qianqian to Zhang Min's place.

Sisi didn't stay long. She played with Xiaoxue for a while before rushing to the airport.

With the Spring Festival Gala just days away, she has to go back to continue rehearsals.

Making your first appearance on the Spring Festival Gala stage is something you have to be careful about. Even if you're lip-syncing, you have to make sure it's clear. If you don't sing in tune, not only will you become a laughingstock, but you'll also embarrass yourself nationwide. A Grammy nomination, and that's it? That would be too embarrassing.

"Sissi went back? Did she say anything to you on the way?"

Liu Jing took Qianqian to the airport and then turned back to Zhang Min's side.

He still has some things to take care of, so he'll go back in a couple of days.

"What were you two talking about yesterday? Just now she was asking to record it, then refusing to." Liu Jing didn't ask, but that didn't mean he wasn't curious.

When Sisi arrived, she looked around and said the venue was nice. She suggested that they record a short video after Xiaoxue fell asleep.

When she set off, Xiaoxue was still awake. The little girl was very energetic with her aunt.

When Liu Jing returned, the nanny was playing with Xiaoxue, and Zhang Min was lying on the sofa reading documents.

"Since she didn't say, I certainly can't say either. I have to respect her." Zhang Min snorted lightly, still a little annoyed.

Liu Jing sat on the sofa, longing for his older sister's warm embrace. Just as he nestled against her chest, he was kicked. "Are you crazy? They didn't get a day off today. You sit on that sofa, away from me."

"I can't touch it yet," Liu Jing muttered.

"Be good! Listen to me. If you want it, we'll go next door." Zhang Min coaxed him like a child.

"Forget it, I'm not in such a hurry." Liu Jing felt a pang of disappointment. What if Qianqian had a child in the future? Would it be the same? With this thought, he suddenly stopped rushing to have Qianqian have a child.

Zhang Min pouted, "You're not that eager, but I am. I'm forty years old, and I don't even consider my age. I'm not some young girl like Qianqian or Yang Mi."

"Sisi has an idea: let's make a few recordings and then pretend they're accidentally leaked..."

Sisi could choose not to tell, but Zhang Min dared not. Such a matter definitely needed to be known by the man.

"She's been reading too many CEO romance novels." Liu Jing's expression was strange. The character he'd given me was a bit too kind.

"In the end, she still cares about your reputation and your feelings. You're incredibly lucky to have married a wife like that. I used to think Jing Tian was more suitable to marry, but now I don't think so. Qianqian is the most suitable for you. She knows your temperament, tolerates your infidelity, understands your difficulties, and takes care of your feelings... Sigh, she's better than me, and she does a better job than me." Zhang Min sighed. "If I had understood these things back then, I wouldn't have acted that way." But every cloud has a silver lining. Now, with someone you love and a career you love, life is better.

She was used to all sorts of things, and Liu Jing's womanizing ways were nothing to her.

Men are all fickle, regardless of wealth or social status. Rich people have the means to be fickle; she knows so many successful men, and not one of them is honest.

Sisi is only in her early twenties, a time when love is at its sweetest, so Liu Jing should still consider her feelings.

If Sisi were her age, she definitely wouldn't care about these things; as long as the man comes home, that's enough.

"She's a good person; it's my fault for letting her down." Liu Jing remained silent.

"If you know he's a good person, then watch your step and don't get involved with so many girls. Things between men and women are all the same; it's all the same in the dark. You're not a person with low tastes, so there's no need to learn from those old guys. They have money but no body, desire but no ability, that's why they're all so perverted. They want to play around with young girls, to get some youthful energy, thinking they can show off their virility. You already have a dozen or so women, right? That's enough for you to play with. You bring one back today, another tomorrow, when will it end? I'm annoyed just watching, do you think Qianqian is happy? Only those who don't love you would encourage you to find more women. Love is selfish..." Zhang Min launched into her educational mode; only she could say such things.

The ringing of the cell phone interrupted Zhang Min's lecture, and Liu Jing quickly answered the call, which was incredibly timely.

"Aren't you on set?" It was Fatty Bing on the other end of the line, her voice mumbling as if she had just woken up.

Liu Jing immediately put the phone on speakerphone, which was a normal reason and not an intentional interruption of Zhang Min.

Zhang Min was annoyed and kicked him again.

"I'm at Sister Min's house. Have you had breakfast yet?" Liu Jing asked with concern.

"I haven't eaten yet, and my head hurts a bit. I wanted to talk to you, but Liying said you weren't in the room."

Just from listening to her voice, Liu Jing could already imagine how lazy and listless Fatty Bing looked right now.

When Pang Bing said "go all out," he didn't mean drinking more, but rather exercising to sweat it out.

She had experience; once, after drinking too much, she sweated it out with Liu Jing the next day, and her headache quickly subsided.

She thought everyone did it this way, but later, when she chatted with her best friend, she realized that it was quite a strange thing.

"I had the chef make some hangover soup, and I specially ladled some out for you. It's probably cooled down by now."

"You're so kind. I'll let Liying warm up. I've run into some trouble, I'll go to Min-jie's house to find you."

Just as Liu Jing was about to refuse, a cushion hit him. He turned around and saw Zhang Min nodding slightly.

"Okay! No need for Liying to heat it up, I'll make you some hangover soup."

"I love you, don't I..."

Before Liu Jing could even ask anything after the call ended, Zhang Min replied, "That girl's shrewd; she probably already guessed it. Let her come; we'll let everyone know step by step anyway."

"She said she encountered trouble? Could it be that Zhao Yanzi has made things difficult for her?" This was what Liu Jing was wondering.

“Zhao Yanzi’s heart isn’t in the entertainment industry. Her position isn’t secure yet; she’s busy climbing the social ladder. At most, she’ll use some petty tricks to annoy Fan Bingbing. Fan Bingbing can handle all of that; she won’t ask you for help with that,” Zhang Min analyzed.

"What do you think of the information Wang Shuo inquired about?"

“It’s just about filming in Chongqing, you can just not go. Be careful lately, the situation is a bit delicate. If you want to do anything that involves politics and officialdom, talk to Teacher An first. Don’t get yourself involved in all this messy stuff. Remember, you’re not just yourself, there are many people behind you,” Zhang Min reminded her.

"Don't worry, I've been focusing on making movies and quietly being a director these past few years." Liu Jing smiled. He knew more than Zhang Min, after all, Teacher An was an insider.

The tree may wish to remain still, but the wind will not cease. When you reach a certain stage in your domestic business, there are some things you can't avoid.

This principle applies not only domestically, but all over the world.

"My dear director, go make your hangover soup." Zhang Min said sourly, "I've never seen you make it for me."

"I'll cook more."

"I didn't drink too much." Zhang Min rolled her eyes. "I want tomato and egg noodle soup."

"it is good."

After washing up and tidying up, Pang Bing called for Xiao Dao, the driver, and headed straight for Zhang Min.

After entering the address into the navigation system, the driver looked at her strangely and asked, "Sister Bing, where is this place?"

"Liu Jing is at Sister Min's house. He drank too much last night and we didn't have time to talk about serious matters." Fatty Bing rubbed his temples, not noticing Xiao Dao's unusual behavior.

"Or...or you can take a taxi." Xiao Dao heard wailing cries and the words "Daddy" twice.

Xiao Dao only has a problem with emotional intelligence, but his IQ is perfectly fine.

Although she didn't say it outright that day, she had already vaguely guessed the answer: the child was probably Da Luobo's illegitimate child.

When Fatty Bing said that was Zhang Min's house, Xiao Dao was instantly struck by lightning.

Zhang Min, child, father, Liu Jing...

With these four things combined, it's easy to guess the correct answer.

Therefore, Xiao Dao dared not go. This was not a visit, it was a suicide mission.

There are many rumors about Liu Jing in the underworld, and the woman in the passenger seat is one of the most talked-about. But there are almost no rumors about Liu Jing and Zhang Min.

It's almost certain, though. Some say Liu Jing was kept by Zhang Min, but nobody believes it.

"I'll take a taxi?" Fatty Bing's headache had vanished, and she looked at Xiao Dao in disbelief. "You're my driver, always at my beck and call, and you're telling me to take a taxi? Li Ying, have you gotten too big for your britches since you started dating Liu Jing?" "No matter how big my wings are, I can't escape your grasp." Xiao Dao pursed her lips; she had sworn never to reveal what she had witnessed that day. Although Sister Bing was kind to her, she was still considered an outsider.

"Hurry up and let's go, you're driving me crazy." Fatty Bing sighed, fastened his seatbelt, and closed his eyes to rest.

"How about I take a taxi and you drive?" Xiao Dao chuckled awkwardly, then nervously avoided Pang Bing's interrogative gaze. "I drank last night, and it's been a night, so the traffic police shouldn't be able to find out. Don't worry about driving, it'll be fine."

"Zhao Xiaodao, what tricks are you going to play?" Fatty Bing rarely called her that; he usually addressed her as Liying.

Zhao Xiaodao didn't answer, stepped on the gas and sped off, making Pang Bing's head ache even more.

"You brat..." Fatty Bing muttered to himself as he rubbed his temples, then fell asleep.

Xiao Dao drives very steadily, which Liu Jing has praised.

When they arrived at the door, Fatty Bing got out of the car in a daze. After taking a few steps, he realized that Little Knife hadn't followed.

She realized something was wrong, got back into the car, and slammed the door shut. "Liying, are you hiding something from me?"

"Knowing too much isn't good. You should go now. I'll take a nap in the car." Zhao Xiaodao unbuckled his seatbelt and adjusted his seat back.

"..." Fatty Bing was stunned for a long time. Even though she was used to Xiao Dao's eccentricities, she still couldn't accept it at this moment.

"Oh, right, I didn't eat enough last night and didn't eat well this morning, so don't forget to bring me lunch," Xiao Dao instructed.

Damn it, she's ordering me around. Who's the boss between us? Doesn't this brat have any self-awareness?

Fatty Bing asked irritably, "Do you want some braised pork or not?"

"That's great."

Fat Bing sighed, "It's hopeless. Why don't you want to go to heaven?"

"Liying, is there a child inside?" Fatty Bing asked with a somber expression. She had suspected Zhang Min was pregnant last year. After several phone calls, her suspicions were gradually confirmed. Zhang Min didn't say anything, and she pretended not to know, eventually forgetting about it.

Xiao Dao's reaction reminded her of this incident.

A feeling of resentment welled up inside him, making him quite uncomfortable. The hand that had been rubbing his temples just moments before was now rubbing his chest.

Even Xiao Dao knew this, yet I didn't.

How did Xiao Dao know? It must have been Liu Jing. Having deduced this, she's now become a resentful woman.

He... really treated me like an outsider, and never cared about me. Perhaps all along, in his heart, I was just a tool, a collectible, a vessel for venting his frustrations.

"You...how did you know?" Xiao Dao stammered, then gave a self-deprecating laugh. Who was the boss? What was her relationship with Da Luobo? It was perfectly normal for him to know.

"I didn't know before, but I do now." Fat Bing was feeling listless, and suddenly felt like she couldn't muster any enthusiasm for anything.

Yesterday I had the ambition to drink from mountains and rivers and swallow the seas, but today I feel that even moving a little is superfluous.

The word "love"...

Huh? When did I fall in love with him? Didn't I say it's just a business relationship? I'm willing to be the sword in his hand, cutting through thorns and brambles without any other thought, expanding territory without any other ambition.

Sigh! The law that men can't escape the idea that feelings develop over time is actually a woman's axiom.

Snapped……

Zhao Xiaodao slapped himself. He'd broken his vow; he'd better find a way to apologize to Da Luobo. Forget about lunch; there'd be plenty to eat later.

The slap, though it didn't land on him, woke Fatty Bing up. "How did you know?"

"On New Year's Eve, after the crew finished their event, he... he had some drinks and asked me to take him here..." Now that it's already been revealed, there's no need to hide it anymore.

After hearing this, Fatty Bing felt much better. It turned out that the girl had told him by mistake, and it wasn't him who had told her.

But another startling truth came to mind.

The sun was still shining. She opened the car door. "Let's go. He doesn't treat you like an outsider. He asked me to come here today..."

He didn't intend to hide it from me, and he treated me like family. He hadn't said anything before, probably because the time wasn't right.

Fat Bing reached out to shield her eyes from the sun. The weather was so nice today; it was the perfect time to bask in the warmth.

"I...maybe I should stay in the car," Xiao Dao said, and got out of the car.

"Ring the doorbell," Fatty Bing chuckled softly, her feelings arising without her even realizing it.

"me?"

"Nonsense, I'm the boss, you're the employee."

Inside the house, Liu Jing, wearing an apron, was making her specialty tomato and egg noodles.

The hangover soup is ready, but the older sister is too jealous and wants noodles.

"Wood, you're not bad at being a stay-at-home husband, you're much better at it than acting." Zhang Min stood in the kitchen, watching Liu Jing busy himself.

"The entertainment industry can be lonely."

"Pshaw! The entertainment industry will be very fortunate. The men will be fortunate, because there's one less 'meat' to eat. The women will be fortunate, because there's one less 'haha' to smack," Zhang Min sneered.

"Sis, don't wrong me, I haven't had a good time in a long time."

"I'd never believe you." Zhang Min thought about it carefully, and it seemed to be true; she hadn't heard anything about it for almost a year.

Fan Bingbing's favorability +1
Fan Bingbing's favorability +1
[Fan Bingbing's favorability has reached 90 points; her bond skill is being generated.]

Liu Jing was stunned. What did I do? A pot of hangover soup?
Is it really that easy to deal with fat ice? A pot of soup is all it takes?

He was filled with deep doubt: Is this still Fat Bing?

Ding Dong... Ding Dong... Ding Dong...

The doorbell rang, and Zhang Min, shuffling in her slippers, said, "Pang Bing is here. This girl is beautiful, and her big hips are good for childbearing. Why don't you consider having her have a baby for you? Such good genes are a waste."

[Bond: Fan Bingbing]

[Level: Level 1]

[Fame Value: 92]

【Favourability: 90】

[Entertainment Atmosphere: 47826/90000]

[Synergy Skill: Generating...]

Liu Jing untied his apron; a guest had arrived, and the stay-at-home dad had to log off.

He was still pondering the reason for Fan Xiaopang's sudden increase in favorability, guessing that it was very likely, as Zhang Min had said, that Pang Bing had already guessed the existence of the child.

When we invited her here, she thought she had entered the inner circle, so she opened up to us.

What Pang Bing didn't know was that Liu Jing had always considered her one of his own.

"Who are you?" Zhang Min looked through the screen and realized that the person ringing the doorbell was a stranger.

"I...I'm Zhao Liying, Bingbing's driver." Zhao Xiaodao stammered, looking quite nervous, after all, this was the legendary Boss Min.

"Zhao Liying? Oh, you're Xiaodao, right? The one with the round face." Zhang Min suddenly realized.

"Let them in, they're one of us too." Liu Jing smiled, as if he could see Zhao Xiaodao's dark face and hear her heartbroken voice.

Zhang Min opened the door, hung up the phone, and sneered, "Who said that? It's been a long time since I've had any fun with girls."

(End of this chapter)