A person in Wuha: The whole internet is urging me to get back together with my ex!

"I thought it was something serious." Chen Ye burst out laughing after hearing Zhang Ruoyun's words.

He leaned back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and grinned sarcastically.

"You usually value your pride more than your life, suffering for it all, and today you've finally swallowed your pride and asked me for help, huh?"

Zhang Ruoyun didn't feel ashamed at all when she was exposed; she just grinned and laughed.

"Yes, yes, I'm begging you."

He rubbed his hands together and leaned closer.

"Please take a look, sir, what should we say about this?"

Chen Ye stroked his chin.

"It's no big deal." He drawled, deliberately adopting the air of a demanding client. "But, Xiao Zhang, my throat is a little dry."

Zhang Ruoyun grabbed the purple clay teapot from the coffee table.

He held the cup with both hands and smoothly filled the teacup in front of Chen Ye.

"Mr. Chen, please have some tea! The temperature is just right, be careful not to burn your mouth!"

His fawning demeanor, combined with his usual cold and aloof young master face on screen, created a striking contrast.

Song Yuqi and Tang Yixin, who were sitting opposite, burst into laughter.

"Look at the way he looks." Song Yuqi laughed so hard she couldn't straighten up.

Tang Yixin also chimed in with a merciless remark: "You're certainly being diligent today."

Chen Ye picked up his teacup and blew on it to cool it down.

I took a sip.

The tea is indeed very good.

He put down his cup and glanced at Tang Yixin.

When he and Song Yuqi first started dating, the couple did a lot of promotion and support for each other on Weibo.

He remembered this favor.

"Alright then," Chen Ye tapped his knee with his fingers, "Since you've lowered yourself to beg me, Lao Zhang, just giving me verbal guidance won't do."

He waved his hand dismissively, speaking casually.

"I'll just send your wife a new song and use it for her first performance on the show."

These words were spoken.

There was a two-second silence in the living room.

Zhang Ruoyun and Tang Yixin suddenly exchanged a glance.

How about I send you a song?

Everyone in the industry knows that even a scrap of material that Chen Ye leaks out can elevate a second-tier singer to stardom.

Major companies are carrying tens of millions in cash, trying to pull strings every day to get Chen Ye to write a song for them, but they can't even get close enough to him.

Now, in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, you expect me to give away a song for free?

Zhang Ruoyun felt a little flustered.

We're all close brothers, and it's okay for us to go out for drinks and joke around all the time.

If we just accept this situation today, it will make it seem like he specially invited Chen Ye to dinner just to trick him into giving him a free win.

"No, no, no!" Zhang Ruoyun quickly waved her hand. "No need, no need, Yezi, we're all brothers, there's really no need to send a song."

He said urgently, "I called you guys over today because I really wanted the brothers to get together and have some hot pot. I also wanted you and Yuqi to casually teach her how to pronounce the sounds and how to time it."

Tang Yixin nodded repeatedly beside her.

"Yeah, Yezi, all your songs are masterpieces." Tang Yixin laughed and joked, "I know my own limitations too well. I'm really afraid that if I sing badly, I'll ruin your reputation. That would make me a sinner for all time."

That's absolutely true.

Tang Yixin is an actress by profession; singing and dancing are not her strong suits.

She would feel guilty if she ruined the hit song.

Chen Ye looked at the couple's nervous expressions.

He knew all too well what Zhang Ruoyun was worried about.

"Alright, Lao Zhang, stop worrying about things you don't understand," Chen Ye waved his hand to interrupt.

"I only sent you the song because I thought you were my brother and I liked your wife."

Chen Ye looked at Zhang Ruoyun.

"If I don't want to give it, even if you lock me up here and starve me for three days, I won't give you a single piece."

"I just felt that if my sister-in-law went on that lousy show, she would be easily bullied if she didn't have some solid credentials. I volunteered to help her, so why are you making such wild guesses?" Chen Ye said with a laugh.

Zhang Ruoyun stared at Chen Ye for a few seconds.

A smile slowly spread across his lips.

"OK!"

Zhang Ruoyun no longer declined and nodded emphatically.

"Good brother, then I'll accept it on behalf of your sister-in-law. I'll remember this favor."

We're all grown men; once things are clear, any further hesitation or evasion would seem pretentious.

Tang Yixin said with a face full of gratitude, "Thank you so much, Yezi, and thank you, Yuqi too."

Song Yuqi smiled and took Tang Yixin's arm: "Sister-in-law, don't listen to his bragging. If you don't understand anything, just send me a WeChat message. I guarantee you'll amaze the audience on your first stage."

Just then, Zhang Ruoyun's phone, which was on the coffee table, rang.

He glanced at the screen and chuckled.

"We've arrived at Dalinzi, but the car is stuck at the entrance of the residential area and can't get in."

Zhang Ruoyun answered the phone, verified her identity with the security guard at the entrance, and was allowed to pass directly.

After hanging up the phone, he stood up and called to Chen Ye, "Come on, let's go out and meet this silly boy."

Chen Ye got up, and the two strolled out the door.

I waited at the gate of the courtyard for less than two minutes.

A deep engine sound came from around the corner.

Immediately afterwards, a black McLaren 720s turned onto the tree-lined road.

The car came to a steady stop next to Chen Ye's Cullinan.

The car door swung upwards.

Guo Qilin crawled down wearing a loose-fitting trendy sweatshirt.

He closed the car door behind him and looked up to see the two people standing on the steps.

"Hey!" Guo Qilin chuckled, waving in greeting, "Isn't this the talented Chen? You're here so early!"

Chen Ye laughed and scolded, "You little brat, trying to act all high and mighty."

"Just drive around." Guo Qilin walked around to the front of the car and opened the trunk.

He bent down and laboriously pulled out two oversized shopping bags from inside.

It was filled with high-end seafood and precious tonics.

Carrying large and small bags in his hands, he looked just like a salesman delivering gifts.

Zhang Ruoyun's eyes lit up when she saw this.

He stepped up the stairs to meet them, stretched out his hands, and grabbed the bag by the handles.

"Oh, Dalin, look at you!"

Zhang Ruoyun's face clearly showed her disapproval: "Just come, we're all brothers, why bring so much stuff! It's too formal!"

Chen Ye rolled his eyes as he watched from behind.

Guo Qilin is clearly not someone to be trifled with.

Seeing Zhang Ruoyun's actions, he flipped his wrist and pretended to pull the bag back.

"Alright," Guo Qilin readily agreed. "Since you feel it's too formal, then I won't give it to you. I'll take it back and eat it myself."

Zhang Ruoyun gripped the handle tightly, her feet firmly planted on the ground.

"No way!" Zhang Ruoyun glared. "We've already taken it, how can we ask for it back? That would be too hurtful!"

As he spoke, he forcefully pulled the bag into his arms and snatched it away.

Chen Ye, who was standing on the steps, burst out laughing.

"Old Zhang, look how hypocritical you are," Chen Ye said mercilessly. "You said the same thing when I came in, not even changing a single punctuation mark. So you bought all those polite words wholesale from Y-wu?"

Upon hearing this, Guo Qilin immediately found an ally.

"Exactly!" Da Linzi pointed at Zhang Ruoyun, "If I had dared to come empty-handed today, he would have made me do all the dishwashing."

Zhang Ruoyun remained completely calm and composed.

"What do you know? This is called traditional virtue." He turned and walked back, carrying the heavy things. "Hurry up and go inside, it's windy outside."

The three men entered the villa, chatting and laughing.

In the living room, Song Yuqi and Tang Yixin had already tidied up the coffee table.

"Dalinzi is here." Tang Yixin walked over, took the bag from Zhang Ruoyun, and went to the kitchen to sort and put it away.

Guo Qilin greeted him politely.

He then let out a long sigh, walked to the single sofa, and threw himself into it.

He glanced at Zhang Ruoyun and her husband, who were sitting close together, and then at Chen Ye and his wife, who were sticking together without any attempt to hide their relationship.

"Fine." Guo Qilin shrugged, looking utterly dejected. "I guess I'm the biggest third wheel in this whole thing. I should have brought sunglasses."

Chen Ye casually grabbed an orange from the fruit plate and tossed it over.

"Then you should hurry up and find one too," Chen Ye joked with a smile. "With your status, there are so many young ladies in the capital lining up to have you. Hurry up and bring one over."

Guo Qilin caught the orange accurately in mid-air, peeled it, and put it in his mouth.

"Forget it." He shook his head. "I'm fine on my own. It's so comfortable with no one to bother me. If I really got a girlfriend, we'd be glued together. I wouldn't have time to deal with you guys."

Chen Ye and Zhang Ruoyun exchanged a knowing glance.

There's really no way to refute that.

"You little rascal." Chen Ye chuckled and stopped arguing about it.

Guo Qilin threw the orange peel into the trash can and clapped his hands.

"Old Zhang, what are we eating later? I didn't eat lunch, I came here specifically to eat at a fancy restaurant."

Zhang Ruoyun sat down next to Tang Yixin.

"Don't worry, you won't go hungry," Zhang Ruoyun said. "Having hot pot on such a cold day is definitely the best thing to do. I made the broth myself, it's absolutely authentic."

"That's great!" Guo Qilin's eyes lit up.

Several people got up to help set up the hot pot.

Chen Ye took the initiative to roll up his sleeves and go to the kitchen to serve the dishes.

Looking at the meticulously sliced ​​beef on the counter, Chen Ye mentally complained.

Old Zhang insists on arranging the meat in a flower-like pattern when he eats hot pot; anyone who didn't know better would think he's preparing a state banquet.

A short while later.

The restaurant's solid wood dining table was laden with a bountiful array of ingredients.

The finest Wagyu beef is sliced ​​thinly.

The fresh tripe in the ice bowl still had water droplets on it.

Next to it was the seafood that Da Linzi had brought, which Zhang Ruoyun had already prepared into a deluxe sashimi platter.

In the very center of the table.

Inside a cloisonné copper pot, a bright red and tempting broth of beef tallow is bubbling.

The rich aroma wafted straight into people's nostrils.

Everyone pulled out their chairs and sat down.

Zhang Ruoyun didn't rush to eat; instead, she turned and walked to the constant-temperature wine cabinet.

After searching around, I found a bottle of baijiu (Chinese liquor) without any outer packaging.

The bottle is quite old, and the edges of the label are yellowed and peeling off.

He placed the bottle on the table and patted it.

"Judging by this, they're preparing to bleed a little," Chen Ye joked, leaning back in his chair.

"Want some?" Zhang Ruoyun raised an eyebrow. "It's the original liquor for internal use, I've kept it for years and couldn't bear to open it. You're lucky to have it today."

"We absolutely have to arrange this!" Guo Qilin immediately pushed the small glass of wine in front of him over.

Chen Ye also handed over a cup.

Zhang Ruoyun unscrewed the bottle cap.

A rich, mellow aroma of soy sauce and liquor wafted out, completely overpowering the smell of the hot pot broth on the table.

"Good stuff." Chen Ye took a sniff.

Zhang Ruoyun poured them all up one by one.

The clear liquid clung to the sides of the glass.

Song Yuqi and Tang Yixin each poured themselves a glass of juice.

I still need to work on that new song after dinner, so staying alert is the most important thing.

Guo Qilin picked up the cup, smelled it, and looked completely absorbed.

"Hey guys, after we finish this drink, how about we go check out Teacher Yu's horse farm?" Guo Qilin asked excitedly. "He said he recently got some good horses, and he's definitely going to drink tonight. Perfect timing, let's go over and join in!"