The song "Sorry Sorry" became a huge hit, which made Super Junior's fans feel like they were on fire again. In particular, Zhang Yang's new song "Those Years" became incredibly popular online, which made Super Junior's fans very dissatisfied.

My brother is so handsome and dances so well, who does Zhang Yang think he is?

As a result, Super Junior's fans started attacking Zhang Yang. Naturally, Zhang Yang's fans were not happy about this and used Zhang Yang's achievements to refute Super Junior's fans. Among them, the most frequently mentioned was how popular "My Love from the Star" was in Korea.

This is like telling the Jade Emperor, "You were beaten by a monkey," which immediately breaks the defenses of Super Junior's fans.

Many people came to Zhang Yang, asking him to control his fans, but Zhang Yang couldn't be bothered with them. What are they? Do they really think he, Zhang Yang, is someone who has no temper?

......

Soft lighting, soothing music, and exquisite dishes laid out on the table—Liu Yifei and Zhang Yang sat facing each other.

This was the first meal the two of them had since filming wrapped on "You Are the Apple of My Eye". As for the reason for the meal, it was, of course, to discuss the upcoming publicity and TV appearances.

Zhang Yang wanted to drink alcohol, but unfortunately, Liu Yifei ordered soft drinks.

Looking at Liu Yifei, Zhang Yang seemed to remember something, a playful smile curving his lips, his tone teasing and joking.

"Sisi, I've noticed that you can be quite obedient to your mother sometimes. Last time Director Chen came to visit the set, your mother was so enthusiastic...tsk tsk!"

As he spoke, Zhang Yang swirled his wine glass, a knowing smile in his eyes: "To be honest, are you a 'mama's girl'? Does Aunt Liu have to approve everything?"

The words "mama's girl" were like a needle, precisely piercing the most sensitive and contradictory part of Liu Yifei's heart. The smile on her face froze instantly, and the fingers holding the wine glass tightened slightly, her knuckles turning white.

Liu Yifei yelled at Zhang Yang: "What gives you the right to say that? You have no idea how much pressure I've been under, how hard it has been to balance sticking to my own beliefs and obeying my mother!"

Taking a deep breath, Liu Yifei raised her head, her cold gaze fixed on Zhang Yang, her beautiful eyes filled with murderous intent. Her red lips parted slightly, her tone laced with icy sarcasm.

"Yes, I am a 'mama's girl,' but at least my love life is simple and I know how to respect people. But you, on the other hand, are charming and have all sorts of scandals. The word 'scumbag' is practically tailor-made for you."

Zhang Yang clearly hadn't expected Liu Yifei's reaction to be so intense. Such a strong reaction? It seems I hit a nerve.

Zhang Yang found her angry and prickly demeanor rather cute. However, this prickly side of her was much more real than her usual perfect fairy persona.

After a moment of surprise, Zhang Yang was not angry at all. Instead, his smile deepened, a smile that was both roguish and somewhat shameless.

Looking at Liu Yifei, Zhang Yang leaned forward slightly, his gaze fixed intently on Liu Yifei's angry eyes, and delivered a decisive blow in a slow, deliberate yet highly provocative tone.

"Oh? You jerk? I've never slept with you, why are you getting so worked up?"

He paused deliberately, his eyes darting across her face, and said in a sly grin, "What, you want me to scumbag you too?"

Zhang Yang's words were too direct and too ambiguous, instantly shattering all of Liu Yifei's defenses. Her face flushed red, not from shyness, but from exasperation and a flustered feeling that her secret had been exposed.

"Zhang Yang! You...you...shameless!"

She stood up abruptly, her voice trembling with anger, unable to find a more sharp word to retort. His matter-of-fact, even provocative "come on" attitude put her at a complete disadvantage.

Seeing Liu Yifei's embarrassed and angry expression, her face flushed red but unable to speak, Zhang Yang decided to stop while he was ahead. He leaned back in his chair, raised his wine glass, and resumed his nonchalant smile, as if he hadn't uttered that earth-shattering statement just moments before.

"Just kidding, Sisi, why are you taking it so seriously? Sit down, the food's getting cold."

Liu Yifei stood there, her chest heaving, staring at him for several seconds before saying fiercely, "Zhang Yang, has no one told you that you deserve a beating?"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yang shrugged: "If you praise me like that, I'll become arrogant."

"Proud my foot!" Liu Yifei was about to say something more when her phone rang.

Liu Yifei went into the restroom under the pretext of answering a phone call.

The call was from Liu Xiaoli. Remembering Zhang Yang's previous mockery, Liu Yifei gave a few perfunctory words and hung up.

Standing in front of the sink, Liu Yifei gently splashed cold water on her face, trying to dispel the heat on her face and the turmoil in her heart.

The person in the mirror had flushed cheeks, and her eyes were filled with anger, embarrassment, and a hint of...fluttering in her heart that she herself was unwilling to admit.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Liu Yifei took a deep breath and said to her reflection: "Liu Yifei, you need to calm down. Zhang Yang is a foul-mouthed bastard who is deliberately trying to make you angry. You can't lose your composure."

Liu Yifei tried hard to banish Zhang Yang's roguish smile and provocative gaze from her mind. After all, she was a professional actress and had strong emotional control. After adjusting her emotions, she turned and walked out of the restroom.

Zhang Yang, who was leisurely enjoying a dessert, looked up when she returned, his tone as casual as if nothing had happened: "Qianqian, was that Aunt Liu calling?"

Liu Yifei didn't respond to his words. She simply sat down gracefully, picked up her juice, took a sip, and then slowly said, "A director from Hong Kong called and said he wants to invite me to play a leading role."

Hong Kong?

heroine?

This timeframe seems to refer to the movie "A Chinese Ghost Story".

"Sissi, we're recording a show on Wednesday. Should we fly there together, or meet at the location?"

"My mother doesn't allow me to interact too much with strangers."

Liu Yifei's words were clearly spoken in anger; she was obviously still upset about the previous mockery of her as a "mama's girl."

"Oh, Sisi, don't be so petty! I was just joking!"

"snort!"

Liu Yifei took a knife and fork and subjected a piece of fruit to torture, as if that piece of fruit were Zhang Yang himself.

A moment later, Liu Yifei's phone rang again. After glancing at the caller ID, she pressed the answer button.

"Okay, sure."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Yifei said to Zhang Yang, "This mama's girl is going home."

Without even lifting his buttocks, Zhang Yang swallowed the dessert in his mouth and said without looking up, "Qianqian, when you leave, please settle the bill."

Liu Yifei was shocked that Zhang Yang was so rude as to make her pay the bill; it was simply outrageous.

"I'll eat you to death!"

Liu Yifei took small, quick steps to Zhang Yang's side, kicked him in the shin, and then turned and left without looking back.

"Oh, Sisi, you've murdered your husband!"

Zhang Yang's clumsy acting caused Liu Yifei to stumble and hastily flee.

Watching Liu Yifei's departing figure, Zhang Yang's lips curled into a meaningful smile.

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