Spoiled Sparrow

"What do you mean? I don't understand."

Jiang Chenglang reached out and tapped her on the head. "Your head wouldn't sell for 250 yuan and nobody would want it."

Jiang Wenli retorted, "Pshaw, I've generated a lot of revenue for the company; you're just riding on my coattails."

"Okay, okay, our Lily is the best."

As he spoke, he gently stroked her head.

After witnessing this scene, Zhao Xiyao seemed to have realized something.

Last time we were drinking at the club, I thought they were drunk, but it turns out it really was.

These two really don't hide anything from others when they're out in public.

Zhao Xiyao whispered jokingly, "My Lily is the best~"

After saying that, he saw Fu Chen lift his leg and leave, and followed him.

"Brother Chen."

Fu Chen stopped and turned around.

"What's up?"

Zhao Xiyao: "I must have something to tell you."

Fu Chen raised his hand to check his watch: "Speak."

"My flight is tomorrow night. I'm leaving the wedding arrangements in your care. I'll definitely treat you to dinner when I get back."

She held her phone up to Fu Chen's face: "This is a clarification video I recorded. You might be able to use it when you're being honest with that Miss Ruan. How thoughtful of me, right?"

Fu Chen put his hands in his pockets and tilted his head slightly: "No need, she'll believe me."

"So confident?" Zhao Xiyao couldn't help but pour cold water on his confidence: "I don't think so. When the person you love marries someone else, it's not as simple as a regular argument."

If she never throws a tantrum, it definitely means she doesn't love you. Only someone who doesn't love you would be so indifferent to everything.

She sent the video directly to him: "So, I'll send it to you instead, so that I won't be called back to explain in public when I'm abroad. I'm busy, I don't have that much free time."

Fu Chen didn't even glance at her before turning and leaving, leaving Zhao Xiyao standing there.

She silently grumbled, "Why are men these days so confident?"

Is it something we inherit from our genes...?

*

The Zhang family.

Professor Zhang handed the finished key to Lin Yun'en: "It's ready."

Lin Yun'en held it in her hand, bowed to Professor Zhang, and said, "Thank you so much, thank you so much."

"No need to thank me, you're Old Lin's granddaughter, it's just a small favor."

Professor Zhang smiled kindly: "You promised to introduce Zhang Yao to someone, so this is nothing. If something like this happens again, just call Grandpa directly."

He patted Zhang Yao on the shoulder: "Zhang Yao, give Grandpa's phone to Yun En."

Zhang Yao stood aside and nodded, while Lin Yun'en thanked him repeatedly.

Once outside the Zhang family's gate, Dong Chenye finally blurted out, "It seems I'll have to treat Miss Lin like a queen from now on."

"What are you saying?"

Lin Yun'en looked at his deflated expression and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Dong Chenye didn't keep it to himself and said directly, "You're so popular, I have to hurry up and make things happen!"

He recalled Professor Zhang's demeanor; he clearly wanted his grandson to take over, and who knew when he might make his move.

If we don't hurry, we'll lose our wives.

Lin Yun'en was amused by him and suddenly realized that he looked quite handsome when he was jealous.

She waved the property transfer contract in her hand: "Don't worry, even if I don't marry you, I'll marry your mother."

"So you like this."

He has plenty.

After getting into the car, Lin Yun'en still held him in her arms, saying, "Of course, who wouldn't like that?"

She smiled brightly, and her tone became light and cheerful: "If I could marry my mother-in-law and live in a big villa and sleep with her handsome son, I would be willing to do it."

Dong Chenye fastened her seatbelt: "Okay, you go back and prepare the betrothal gifts for my mother."

"Hahaha, okay."

"I got a message on my phone."

Lin Yun'en laughed loudly and didn't hear the phone notification tone.

It was Dong Chenye who noticed the screen was lit up and reminded her.

She opened her phone:

[Yun'en, is the key ready yet?]

Dong Chenye was driving, but his eyes kept drifting back.

Lin Yun'en turned his head back to normal with one hand: "Drive carefully, it's Qingqing."

One hand quickly types a line of text on the screen:

[Yun: Just finished, on my way home. How's it going on your end? Has the scheming guy lowered his guard yet?]

[Everything is as usual. By the way, do you remember the show's director? Director Yu Jing.]

Lin Yun'en quickly searched her mind for a face that matched the name.

[Yun: Wait a minute, baby, let me see.]

She should have her contact information, so Lin Yun'en quickly switched to her contact list and soon found her account.

When I clicked into her Moments and saw her face, my memories were instantly awakened.

[Yoon: She's on VTubers, so what?]

After receiving Zhao Xiyao's call and leaving the house, Fu Chen sat alone on the bed and thought for a long time.

Rather than waiting here to watch them exchange vows on their wedding day and making myself miserable, I'd rather leave tomorrow night.

So what if it's a fake marriage?

In any case, in front of everyone, Fu Chen and Zhao Xiyao were a well-matched couple, and their marriage was perfectly legitimate.

Just then, she remembered that Yu Jing would be coming to deliver the wedding dress tomorrow night, so she thought she might as well leave tomorrow night; this was an opportunity.

Give the keys to Director Yu; she'll be delivering something tomorrow.

Should such an important task be entrusted to an outsider?

Lin Yun'en hesitated for a moment.

[Yun: Is she reliable? I'll send her over when I go to the wedding, I'm worried about her.]

Yun En's concerns are valid, but given Ruan Qing's attitude towards Yu Jing today, she will help her out.

I've thought it over; she's a reliable person.

Seeing that Ruan Qing was so determined, Lin Yun'en stopped trying to persuade her.

[Yun: Okay, I understand, don't worry.]

Lin Yun'en put down her phone. The person who was joking just ten minutes ago was now sitting dejectedly in her seat, sighing several times in half a minute.

Dong Chenye, who was always watching her, immediately noticed her emotions.

At the traffic light, he reached out and grasped Lin Yun'en's hand, which was dangling on her lap, and asked, "Is something not going well?"

Lin Yun'en shook her head and sighed: "She wants me to give the key to someone else to take inside. I feel... never mind, she must have her reasons."

Dong Chenye sensed her worry and disappointment and comforted her, "It's okay, baby, I'm here."

"Since you're worried, how about we make another key as a spare?"

"It seems this is the only way."

......

In the evening, Yu Jing was so excited about taking on this task that she couldn't eat and focused on practicing her acting skills in front of the mirror.

This is such an important matter, Fu Chen must not find out. We absolutely cannot betray Ruan Qing's trust in us.

Yu Jing sent a message to Ruan Qing on her phone:

[JJ: Oh my god, I'm so excited I can't sleep.]

Calm down, calm down. You don't need to say anything or do anything unusual. Just give me the keys when you deliver the wedding dress.

[JJ: Okay, okay, don't worry, you can rest assured that I'll take care of your escape mission!]