Film and Television: Are the leading ladies using my rewards?

Tong Wenjie snorted.

"Come on, I did it on purpose, all in black."

What does it mean if someone wears all black to someone else's birthday party?

Song Qian understood immediately.

"Okay, a funeral, huh?"

After changing into slippers, Fang Yifan handed the fruit he had been carrying to Song Qian.

Just as I was about to say something, I caught sight of someone out of the corner of my eye.

"Ye Bai? What are you doing here!"

His temper flared up instantly.

Ye Bai hadn't even said anything to him, but Ye Bai was so talkative and wouldn't let it go.

He used to be a contrarian, but now he's even worse—he's become so aggressive, he's practically a cannon!

However, seeing Ye Bai sitting cross-legged on the ground...

Yifan's eyes flashed, and before he could answer the previous question, he asked again:

"Ye Bai, what kind of kung fu are you practicing?"

Ye Bai opened his eyes, glanced at him, and said calmly:

"I'd rather die than be a simp; if I'm going to be one, I'll be a Wolf Warrior."

Although I don't consider myself a simp.

But as soon as Fang Yifan recalled his conflict with Ye Bai, he knew that it was because Ye Bai was teasing him about his repeated "pursuits" of the goddess Huang Zhitao.

Fang Yifan's eyes darkened slightly as he spoke again:

"Really? I heard from the school that you've been cultivating immortality since you were little, practicing the I Ching or something. Looking at you, the rumors seem to be true."

As he spoke, Fang Yifan nodded as if he had realized something, as if he had thought of something.

"I also heard it's your eighteenth birthday today. Wait, I'll give you a big gift in front of everyone tomorrow!"

He ignored Ye Bai and instead looked at Qiao Yingzi's room with great interest.

Ye Bai: "..."

You say you're asking me something, then you mutter to yourself for a while, and then it's all about sending a big gift tomorrow.

Is this some kind of deliberate attempt to cause trouble for me?

They even deliberately used an almost explicit method to say it in advance. How childish!

However, considering that Fang Yifan took the art exam and wanted to enter the entertainment industry.

Ye Bai was not surprised.

It's unrealistic to expect every provocateur to be both intelligent and emotionally intelligent.

After all, most ordinary people with normal intelligence don't intentionally want to get along with others.

Extremely long ones, like those from the Three Kingdoms strategists who use both overt and covert schemes, or those where a single sentence in the political arena has multiple meanings—how many ordinary people can encounter such ones?

Those who are really good at jumping around are often the stupid ones.

Seeing Fang Yifan curiously looking at his prison cell, he was about to go inside.

Qiao Yingzi couldn't bear to watch any longer and stood up.

Barging into other people's rooms like that, you dare to do that!

"uh-huh!"

With a whoosh, Qiao Yingzi reminded him that he had gone too far.

Fang Yifan seemed oblivious and opened the door to go inside.

Old Qiao, the doting father, figured out what Qiao Yingzi meant.

He waved and said, "Fanfan, don't go there. Everyone's here. Come over and talk to Yingzi and Ye Bai. I'm going to talk to Aunt Li Songqian and your mother."

Fang Yifan paused for a moment before walking over.

Unable to discern his expression, Qiao Weidong glared at Ye Bai.

"Did you come here to become an immortal?"

"Say something to everyone!"

Compared to Fang Yifan, who is carefree and not good-looking...

Even if he didn't want to, he felt that Ye Bai was far superior.

But he only gave that one suggestion and didn't linger any longer, walking over with Song Qian and the other person.

Fang Yifan sat down on the ground, facing Qiao Yingzi, and gestured towards Ye Bai with his lips.

"What's he doing here?"

Qiao Yingzi crossed her arms, making a gesture of psychological resistance.

Instead of answering, ask a question.

What are you doing here?

"I came with my mom," Fang Yifan shrugged, looking nonchalant. "Hey Yingzi, we've been childhood friends, haven't we?"

"Why is your attitude towards me so different from how you treat Ye Bai?!"

Upon hearing the name of his childhood friend, Ye Bai opened his eyes.

Instead of saying "childhood sweethearts," you're saying "childhood friends." Are you trying to lower Yingzi's guard, or are you lowering her guard?

They're trying to pull Yingzi into the fishpond as a backup plan.

Meanwhile, he was still obsessed with the goddess Huang Zhitao, relentlessly pursuing her.

Fang Yifan, did you do this on purpose, or was it unintentional?

Qiao Yingzi hadn't thought that far ahead.

She merely snorted, and Xiaoyi City retorted.

“You’re just ‘my mom’s friend’s son,’ while Ye Bai is my childhood sweetheart whom I’ve known since elementary school for over ten years!”

...

While they were chatting, Song Qian also started chatting on her end.

"What? That little boy over there is Ye Bai?"

Upon hearing Song Qian's introduction, Tong Wenjie's eyes widened in surprise.

Just like Fang Yifan, his temper didn't need any flammable material. It ignited instantly.

Then she embellished the story and recounted what happened at school that morning.

"...So, if he hadn't been stirring things up, my Fanfan wouldn't have gotten into a fight with the son of District Chief Ji, which resulted in the other guy breaking his leg and arm."

"It's only because their leader is kind-hearted that they didn't pursue the matter, otherwise..."

"Besides, they're already in their final year of high school. It takes a hundred days to recover from a serious injury. What are we supposed to do with the leader's child?"

Song Qian's ability was triggered again when she came into contact with Ye Bai.

It's confirmed.

Normally, she would definitely agree with her best friend without thinking.

But now, she's talking about her cheat code, her guarantee of getting amazing rewards.

How can this be tolerated?

"Wenjie, you can't say that."

"It all started with Ji Yangyang making a mistake. First, he drove into the school, and then he drove recklessly. What if he hit someone?"

"Later, they even insulted the security guards."

"Under these circumstances, it's already too lenient for Ye Bai to say a few words."

She paused, glancing at Tong Wenjie.

"And Wenjie, it's not that I don't think about you, it's just that Fanfan really did something wrong this time."

"Is it something to publicize when a leader's son drives a luxury car?"

"But Fanfan insisted on recording the video and almost hit the other person in the face. No wonder Ji Yangyang was angry and started fighting with Fanfan."

"As for the severity of the injuries, it shouldn't all be blamed on Fanfan, but it can't be blamed on Ye Bai either."

"It's not like a literary inquisition where people are convicted for their words. Besides, they didn't say anything wrong."

Chapter 025 ┤Tong Wenjie Under Conspiracy Theories

Finally, Song Qian also gave Ye Bai a personality.

“I’ve met Ye Bai more than a dozen times over the years, and this month he moved to the apartment below mine, so I know him pretty well.”

"This kid is a good person, but he's a bit of a stickler for details."

"But if you don't provoke him, he won't provoke you or deliberately pick a fight with you."

"That's right, just like a panda."

"He's usually so gentle and sweet, like a little dumpling. As long as you don't bully him, you can pet him however you want. But if you try to harm him, don't forget that a panda is a bear, not a house cat!"

Seeing how familiar Song Qian was with Ye Bai.

Tong Wenjie didn't want to slander anyone, so she forcefully promoted her own mentally challenged son.

She had to proceed cautiously with Song Qian and Qiao Yingzi.

My son, Fang Yifan, isn't doing well in his studies, and it seems unlikely he'll amount to much in the future. As his mother, I'm the only one who can figure out his future.

For example, Song Qian's family owns five houses, and Qiao Weidong also has companies and assets worth hundreds of millions.

From now on, it will all go to Qiao Yingzi, her daughter.