Huayu Tianxian: This director is such a hypocrite!

Chapter 148 Picking Up Someone: Socially Anxious Dad and Socially Insensitive Mom

1 month 7 day.

Ye Chong's film crew has been shooting for two days and is now on track.

Meanwhile, Yifei, who had just finished a rehearsal in Kyoto, brought good news: her program had been approved.

That very evening, she shared the good news with Ye Chong. But her joy lasted only a few seconds before she received a difficult task from him: to pick up Ye Chong's parents.

"No, young man, can't you have someone from your company pick you up?"

Living room on the 13th floor of Anning Huating.

Yifei sat on the sofa, her eyes fixed on the laptop on the coffee table.

"Heh—isn't this giving you a chance?"

"Hey! Who wants your chance?"

Ye Chong, on the other end of the phone, had just gotten up from in front of the monitor; the lights on set were still on.

He leaned back in the director's chair, a smile playing on his lips, his tone laced with a hint of coquetry: "Sister, this is my parents' first time visiting Kyoto. How could you, their future daughter-in-law, not show up?"

Upon hearing this, Yifei's cheeks flushed instantly. She grabbed a cushion from the sofa and punched it hard, saying, "Who's the prospective daughter-in-law? Shameless!"

"What else? Does my sister intend to deny it?" Ye Chong's voice sounded even more aggrieved.

"I'm working so hard filming in Hong Kong that I can't even take care of my parents, and my sister won't even help me with this little thing."

Yifei couldn't help but roll her eyes at his feigned pitiful tone.

She had already exchanged contact information with Ye Chong's mother, Zhou Tang, and the two had been chatting privately for several months.

She was quite satisfied with Aunt Zhou, whom she had never met before. Aunt Zhou and she got along very well, and even talked about the grains from Ye Chong's childhood.

She hadn't mentioned this to Ye Chong, just waiting to see how anxious he would get.

"Don't give me that. You have so many assistants in your company, you can just send anyone, right?" Yifei snorted twice and crossed her long legs on the sofa.

"Besides, I also have to rehearse for the Spring Festival Gala, where would I find that much time?"

"Sister, rehearsals are all in the afternoon and evening, there are no mornings scheduled," Ye Chong immediately replied.

"My parents arrived at Chaoyang Station at eight o'clock this morning. Even if someone from the company went, it wouldn't be as thoughtful as you doing it. If my mom knew it was you who picked them up, she would be so happy."

Yifei pursed her lips, already agreeing in her heart, but still wouldn't budge: "I'll go pick it up, what's in it for me?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Chong immediately perked up and sat up straight in his chair.

"Whatever benefits you want, sister, as long as it's within my power, I'll do it all!"

"Really?" Yifei's eyes lit up, and she sat up straight.

"Of course it's true! A gentleman's word is as good as his bond!" Ye Chong patted his chest and assured him.

Yifei's eyes darted around, and a mischievous smile crept onto her lips: "Alright, when you come back from Hong Kong, you have to promise me one thing. No matter what I ask, you can't refuse."

"No problem!" Ye Chong agreed without hesitation.

"Don't just ask for one, I could ask for ten!"

"Alright then—" Yifei drawled, her tone full of arrogance. "Since you're so sincere, I'll reluctantly go pick up your aunt and uncle for you."

Ye Chong burst into laughter on the other end of the phone, repeatedly saying thank you, sister, sister is the best.

He knew perfectly well that his older sister, though she seemed tough on the outside, was actually very soft-hearted.

Even if he didn't say anything, she would definitely go to pick up her parents; she was just teasing him.

The two chatted sweetly for a few more minutes before Ye Chong, who was preparing to film the next scene, hung up the phone.

Yifei put down her phone, leaned back on the sofa, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

She opened her chat window with Zhou Tang, typed a message, and sent it.

"Auntie, I'll be waiting for you and Uncle at the exit at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, holding a sign with your names on it."

The message had only been sent for two seconds when Zhou Tang called: "Oh, Xianbao, there's no need to go through all that trouble. We can just take a taxi there ourselves."

Zhou Tang's voice was loud and enthusiastic; you could feel the warmth even through the phone.

"It's no trouble at all, Auntie. I don't have rehearsal tomorrow morning, so I can pick you up," Yifei replied with a smile.

"Thank you so much, kid. Ye Chong is such a lucky man." Zhou Tang smiled and started chatting with Yi Fei again, from her Spring Festival Gala rehearsals to the weather in Kyoto.

The two chatted for more than ten minutes before hanging up. Yifei put down her phone, got up and went to the dressing room to pick out clothes to wear tomorrow.

Liu's mother came over with a plate of sliced ​​fruit, and rolled her eyes as she watched Liu rummage through her clothes: "It's just picking someone up, do you really need to be so picky about your clothes?"

Yifei blushed, turned around and stuck out her tongue, but didn't stop what she was doing.

"Mom! It's the first time I'm formally meeting your parents, so I should dress presentably."

Liu's mother put down the fruit plate, shook her head, but her eyes were full of mockery.

"Oh, you've been secretly chatting with Aunt Zhou for so long, and now you're feeling nervous?"

Yifei didn't say anything, but she still chose a gentle beige coat and paired it with a light-colored skirt.

She folded the clothes and placed them on the bedside table before sitting back on the sofa and picking up some fruit to eat.

The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Yifei got up.

After washing up and getting dressed, she put on sunglasses and a mask, and drove to Chaoyang Railway Station just after seven o'clock.

At 7:30 a.m., she arrived at the exit on time, holding a sign she had prepared in advance.

The nameplate, Ye Pengcheng, and Zhou Tang were neatly written on it and stood out prominently.

At eight o'clock in the morning, the train arrived at the station on time, and the number of people at the exit gradually increased.

Yifei tiptoed and peered inside. After a short while, she spotted two people in the crowd.

Zhou Tang was wearing a dark red down jacket, her hair was neatly tied up, and she looked very energetic. She was pulling a large suitcase and talking to the middle-aged woman next to her.

Ye Pengcheng, who was standing next to Zhou Tang, was fair-skinned and chubby. He was carrying several large and small bags. He followed behind Zhou Tang with his head almost touching his chest, looking very uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Yifei couldn't help but laugh and quickly waved her hand.

"Auntie! Uncle! Over here!"

Upon hearing the sound, Zhou Tang immediately spotted Yi Fei at the exit. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she quickly said goodbye to the middle-aged woman chatting animatedly beside her, pulling her suitcase as she hurried over.

"Oh my! My precious daughter!"

Zhou Tang strode up to Yi Fei, grabbed her hand, and looked her up and down.

Yifei glanced around, then took off her sunglasses and pulled down her mask.

"My goodness, he's even better looking in person than on TV! His skin is amazing! How can this kid be so handsome!"

Her voice was loud and clear, and everyone around looked over. Yifei's cheeks instantly turned red.

She greeted them sweetly, "Hello, Auntie. Hello, Uncle."

Ye Pengcheng stood to the side, smiled sheepishly, and nodded: "Hello, hello, thank you for your trouble, child."

After saying that, he shrank back behind Zhou Tang, not daring to say another word.