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Inside the Alphard minivan.

The partition slowly rose.

The back seat and the driver's area are instantly separated into a private space.

Sister Hong let out a long breath.

at last.

Finally, we can close the door and have a proper trial!

She quickly went over the wording in her mind.

The persona has gone astray.

High-end luxury brands might get angry.

Public opinion might take an unexpected turn.

Furthermore, she painstakingly maintained her "ethereal, otherworldly" fairy persona for five years.

How exactly did a boy from Northeast China manage to crush it all with a truckload of fertilizer bags?

This needs to be discussed.

We need to have a serious talk!

"Yifei".

Sister Hong turned around and put on a stern face.

however--

Her long prepared speech hadn't even been delivered yet.

Suddenly, a "whoosh" sound came from the side.

When Sister Hong turned her head, she almost split open.

Liu Yifei had already turned to the side, and half of her body was almost inside the urea bag.

Both hands were also very skilled at untying the red plastic rope at the top of the bag.

In a few quick movements, the knot was loosened.

Turn the bag inside out.

She gently moved the top layer of hazel mushrooms to the side.

Below, a row of dark, round frozen pears were neatly stacked.

Liu Yifei's eyes lit up immediately.

She picked the biggest one and held it in her hands.

"Click."

Take a bite.

The cool, sweet and sour juice exploded in the carriage instantly.

That crisp, fruity scent completely overpowered the high-end fragrance in the car.

Hong Jie's expression froze on the spot.

"you……"

Liu Yifei had fruit in her mouth, and a small puff of her cheek bulged out.

She looked up at Sister Hong, her tone particularly sincere.

"Sister Hong, could you turn the heating down a little?"

She swallowed the juice, then looked down at the frozen pear in her hand and carefully added more.

"The frozen pears are melting."

"..."

Sister Hong felt her head buzzing.

The fairy sat in her million-dollar Alphard, eating a black pear from a fertilizer bag.

They even complained that the heating was too strong.

Any PR person who sees this would resign overnight.

Destroy it.

tired.

She was just about to forcefully steer the conversation back on track.

As a result, Liu Yifei reached into the urea bag again and rummaged around inside.

soon.

The second frozen pear was handed to Sister Hong's mouth.

"Would you like to try one?"

Liu Yifei tilted her head, her big eyes unblinking.

"It's really, really sweet."

Sister Hong stared at the plain-looking black lump in front of her.

There was a full three seconds of silence.

Forget it.

Today, even a deity couldn't have a proper conversation.

She reached out her hand, trembling, and gritted her teeth to take it.

"Click—"

The crisp sound of chewing echoed in the carriage.

Ok……

Don't say it.

This stuff is actually quite sweet.

……

the other side.

The Buick GL8 smoothly drove into Chaoyang District of Beijing.

Outside the car window, tall buildings stood tall and traffic flowed like a river.

Compared to when I left more than half a month ago, Beijing is still the same Beijing.

But Sister Wang, sitting in the passenger seat, knew very well what was going on.

The landscape of the Chinese entertainment industry has changed.

Her phone kept vibrating.

WeChat messages kept popping up one after another.

Media invitations, business consultations, screenshots of trending search data, brand quotes.

There were also a bunch of people in the industry subtly trying to find out Fang Yu's upcoming schedule.

Sister Wang was replying to messages with her left hand and rubbing her temples with her right, she was so busy she was practically steaming.

Looking at the back seat.

The atmosphere, however, was incredibly strange.

Since leaving the airport, Fang Yu has unusually remained silent.

He rested his chin on his hand, gazing up at the roof of the car at a 45-degree angle.

His lips were pressed tightly together.

He deliberately exuded a melancholic aura.

After taking a break to process a few urgent messages, Sister Wang glanced at him in the rearview mirror.

My heart skipped a beat.

Oh no, what's wrong with this ancestor again?

Is it because he feels that the company sending a GL8 to pick him up is not worthy of his current status?

Is it true that you've only just separated from your fairy-like partner and you're already experiencing separation anxiety?

Sister Wang cleared her throat and tentatively began to speak.

"Fang Yu?"

"Are you... alright?"

"Why has your face been so tense ever since you got off the plane?"

Fang Yu slowly turned his head.

He stared at Sister Wang for a long time.

Then, he let out a long sigh, his voice low and deep.

"Sister Wang, you don't understand."

Sister Wang looked completely bewildered.

"...What don't I understand?"

Fang Yu looked out the window again, his gaze deep.

"I'm thinking."

"After returning to the company, how should I face the cold looks and ridicule they gave me over the years?"

As he spoke, he slowly clenched his fist.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river."

"Back then I was unknown, but now I have achieved legendary status in one battle, returning home in glory."

"That tone—"

"I, Fang Yu, have endured this for far too long!"

The carriage was silent for two seconds.

Then.

Sister Wang's eyes nearly rolled back to the top of her head.

"My little devil! Please, can you just wake up?!"

"Stop acting so much!"

If there hadn't been too little space in the car, she would have pounced on Fang Yu, grabbed him by the collar, and drained all the water out of his head.

"Cold stares? Mockery?"

"Put your hand on your heart and ask yourself, who dares to give you the cold shoulder? Who dares to laugh at you?!"

"It's your first day at the company!"

"It's the first day!"

"I went downstairs to the gatehouse and chatted with security guard Wang, we became like brothers!"

"On the third day, you stole someone's walnuts that they had been playing with for five years!"

"Grandpa Wang still shouts from downstairs every day with a loudspeaker, 'You have to return the walnuts!'"

Fang Yu's composure crumbled in an instant.

He touched his nose guiltily.

"cough……"

"That's called cultural artifact exchange."

Sister Wang wasn't buying it at all and went all out.

"And those most troublesome young masters in the trainee department!"

"You led us all to skip class and go to the internet cafe across the street to play games all night."

"Now, those brats call you 'Brother Yu, carry me to higher ranks' every time they see you!"

"And another one! And another one, Aunt Li who serves food at the company cafeteria!"

"Every day at noon, I secretly save you the crispiest and most fragrant piece of rice crust at the bottom of the pot!"

"Nobody else wants it, but nobody does!"

In the end, Sister Wang was so angry that she slammed her hand on the back of the passenger seat.

"Tell me loudly now—"

"Everyone at Xingyao Entertainment, from top to bottom, even the dogs at the gate wag their tails when they see you!"

"Who dares to laugh at you?"

The carriage fell silent again.

Fang Yu's aura of "the crooked-mouthed dragon king has returned and is reigning supreme" visibly deflated.

He leaned back in his chair obediently and uttered a soft, quiet sentence.

"That really makes no sense."

He paused for two seconds, then added another sentence.

Ah, life...

"Truly lonely as snow."

Sister Wang: "..."

All she wanted to do right now was throw Fang Yu out of the car window.

Then reverse.

Grind twice.