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Chapter XXI

Watermelon stood at the highest level of the slide. Just as he was about to slide down, his clothes were grabbed by the collar, rendering him unable to move.

Little Fatty looked at Watermelon like he was an idiot. Then, he took out a tablet from behind him.

Watermelon curiously went over to take a look.

"Very good, very good." The round-faced kid with small eyes sneered, "Your dad's TV is really ugly, really."

With that, the Little Fatty took the tablet and ran off with light footsteps.

Watermelon punched the ground hard, his expression filled with anger.

9 PM.

Little Fatty knocked on his father's study door. After getting his consent, he immediately pushed open the door and entered, "Dad."

Seated at the back of the study room, Qiu Feng raised his eyes to look at him. His features were handsome and handsome, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, he gently asked: "What's wrong?"

Then, in the next second, when Qiu Feng saw Little Fatty wearing only underwear in front of him with a body of white and tender fat in front of his eyes, his face immediately turned black.

"I only have one thing to say to you, after I finish, I'm going to sleep. What are you wearing?"

Qiu Feng looked at Little Fatty, whose expression and personality were completely different from his, and fell silent for a moment. If not for the fact that he had personally tested the Little Fatty, he would not have been able to accept that the Little Fatty was his.

"I like Bai Yu quite a bit. How about we just recruit him?" Little Fatty suddenly became bashful.

"Bai Yu?" Qiu Feng was deep in thought. He had some impression of this celebrity who had become famous recently, but he never expected that the Little Fatty would also be paying attention to him.

"What do you like about him?" Qiu Feng asked with interest.

Little Fatty was so worried that his hair was about to fall off, how could he like that stupid rascal Bai Yu?

Even if he really liked her, he liked handsome boys like the movie emperor Liu Kai and the little fresh meat Mo Anyu.

"His son is my alumnus." Little Fatty snickered.

An alumnus?

Qiu Feng waved his hand, "Go back and sleep, I'll think about this matter."

Little Fatty dejectedly turned around and left.

However, after walking out of the study room, Little Fatty was immediately full of energy. He excitedly ran back to his bedroom, laid on his bed and quickly lit the tablet.

Search Bar: Bai Yu

Little Fatty looked at the bunch of personal information and gossips that Bai Yu had, pouted his lips and searched for more information: "Bai Yu's TV."

This year's most popular online drama "Young Marquis" appeared in front of Little Fatty.

"What the f * ck (#), hurry up and run! …" "Oh, you've been caught up, eh …"

"Bai Yu is too stupid, to think that he would be tricked by someone like that."

Early morning of the next day, Qiu Feng sat on the dining chair and sipped on his coffee.

Little Fatty felt weak under his feet and floated to the table. With the two panda eyes, he withered completely.

Qiu Feng:...

At 8 PM on Friday night, the small fan updated the outcome of Young Marquis.

Jiao Zhufufu, one dead and one injured.

[Blind from the torture of the ending, Grief flowing like a river...]

[In the midst of tears, Ma De's heart hurts.]

[Although I had long guessed that Jiao Zhufufu's ending wasn't good, the moment I predicted it to be true, I still felt a deep despair.]

When the last episode of the Young Marquis was released, the netizens all expressed that they would be tortured like dogs by this damned solution, and their eyes would turn blind from crying.

But even so, the Director Hou did not want to follow the netizens' instructions to change the filming ending or shooting an outsider drama.

The happy ending of Happy Dashi was certainly a happy ending, but it was also satisfying. However, tragedy was more easily remembered in people's hearts.

Maybe the production of this Young Marquis was not good enough, and the set was not particular, but its lines were written and reworked for a whole year before they were confirmed.

Of course, the success of the Young Marquis still had the support of the actors' superb acting skills. If Bai Yu's acting was a bit more inexperienced, he wouldn't have been able to achieve this stage.

Young Marquis's play might not become a classic, but when everyone thought of Bai Yu, his play became a classic.

The Young Marquis had become Bai Yu, and Bai Yu had become the Young Marquis as well.

Little Fatty was lying on the bed. In front of him was a black plate with a sneeze all over it.

"Hua", the blanket that was covering his head was lifted.

Qiu Feng looked at the crying Little Fatty and was surprised. "Why are you crying?"

"Father, Gu Chengjing is dead …" Little Fatty took the tissue that Qiu Feng handed to him, wiping his face as he moaned.

"Is Gu Chengjing your classmate? How did he die?" Qiu Feng sat on the side of the bed and said indifferently.

"…" Little Fatty took the tablet and handed it over to Qiu Feng while he mucked it with his nose.

Qiu Feng took a glance and said in understanding, "Did Bai Yu bid for this?"

"Yes." Little Fatty was still immersed in the grief of the death of his beloved protagonist, he even forgot to wipe the snot blisters on his nose, and stared blankly ahead.

Little Fatty's nose turned sour, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

Bai Yu, who was currently eating supper, did not know that the Little Fatty, who had already stripped him of his pants, had fallen for him.

Watermelon pouted, "Papa, I don't like to eat fish."

Bai Yu said calmly: "Daddy likes to eat fish. You like daddy, so you should also like to eat fish."

With that, Bai Yu scooped another spoonful of fish porridge and raised it to Watermelon's mouth.

Watermelon couldn't find any words to refute him at all, so he could only obediently eat the fish porridge in his mouth.

After feeding the porridge, Bai Yu took a tissue and wiped Watermelon's mouth, and grabbed the mouth that was pouted with dissatisfaction, and laughed: "Are you unhappy?"

Watermelon's pouting mouth was puckered into a duckling's mouth, making him even more unhappy. However, he was unable to speak and could only sulk.

He picked up the bowls and chopsticks with a hearty laugh, then casually put them into the dishwashing pool. Walking out, he picked Watermelon up and carried him in his arms, "You're sleeping with daddy tonight?"

Watermelon's eyes lit up, he did not care about the awkwardness anymore, "Alright!"

"I'm not sleeping with you, you wet your bed!" Bai Yu put Watermelon down and watched him angrily jogging back to his own little room.

Watermelon was so angry that his face was flushed. He crawled into his own bed and pouted his ass as he sulked.

In the private billiard room.

Qi Yan was pushed in roughly by the bodyguards, but before he could get angry, he raised his head and saw Mo Anyu standing right in front of him.

A wise man does not fight when the odds are against him, and Qi Yan had never liked to treat his master unfairly.

"Mr. Qi is such an extravagant person. I can't get anything nice to say to you, but you insisted that I send someone to bring you here." Mo Anyu pointed the ball towards the white ball and struck it.

"Crash!" The blue ball went down the hole and fell onto the white net.

Qi Yan straightened his clothes, and without a smile on his face, he walked over and sat down, then looked around.

This was a private hall. It was extremely expensive, and all the guests except for those with a specific black card were refused entry.

Qi Yan had been in entertainment industry for many years already, and not to mention the resources he had at hand, he had even received the best.

However, he fell down in this private club. Not to mention having a black card, he couldn't even get in through the door!

However, not only could Mo Anyu enter this place, he could also be escorted by his bodyguards all the way inside. Qi Yan guessed from the bottom of his heart that this Mo Anyu's background might not be as simple as it appeared on the surface.

"Crash!" Another ball went into the hole.

Mo Anyu casually threw his pole to the side, picked up his cup and sipped, then glanced at him, "A cup?"

"What did you mean by bringing me here?" Qi Yan looked at Mo Anyu coldly.

Mo Anyu scoffed, "You really think you're some great figure, I purely wanted to ask you to play ball with me, to relax your mind."

"I don't know how to play pool." Qi Yan did not buy into his tricks.

Mo Anyu pulled back his face, casually picked up a ball, and threw it towards Qi Yan's direction. His tone was calm and there was no trace of happiness or anger, "Come and drink with me. Don't let me say it a second time. "

Qi Yan looked at Mo Anyu fearfully, and started to be afraid, not daring to pick up Qiao Qiao again. He walked over, and picked up a cup of red wine, carefully drinking a mouthful.

"Drink them all." Mo Anyu said while looking at Qi Yan with a smile.

Qi Yan steeled his heart, and drank all the wine in the cup in one gulp. After drinking it, he suppressed his anger and asked: "What are you trying to do?"

"After contacting you last time, I felt that your mouth was too smelly and wanted to wash it for you." Mo Anyu mocked.

Qi Yan could not hold back anymore.

Song Shilin had gone against him for Bai Yu, and now even Mo Anyu wanted to go against him?

Wasn't Bai Yu trying to seduce Song Shilin by selling his ass? Why did he keep stepping on his head again and again?!

"You're avenging Bai Yu?" Qi Yan said, "He's seducing Song Shilin, can't I just say a few words to him?! What the hell is he! "

Mo Anyu laughed from his extreme anger. He smashed the wine cup in his hand, turned the broken part towards Qi Yan, raised his chin, and said with disdain: "One more word, I will make sure you will never be able to walk out of this door again."

Qi Yan forced himself to stand in place, and tried his best to use a calm tone to speak: "What's the use of you acting against me here, Bai Yu can't see you protecting him, if you have the ability then you can be a hero saving a beauty in front of him!"

Mo Anyu threw the half of the wine cup on the ground and said in a deep voice, "Qi Yan, if Song Shilin no longer protects you, tell me, will your life be better?"

"That's still better than you. You can only watch from a distance as the people you like get along with others." Qi Yan smiled.

Mo Anyu raised her eyes to look at him, and said: "Does Song Shilin really live next door to Bai Yu?"

Qi Yan was startled, and nodded his head, "I saw them appear in the same house with my own eyes. Mo Anyu, you lost worse than me! "

Mo Anyu suddenly laughed out loud.