Huayu Tianxian: This director is such a hypocrite!

"Are you enjoying this?"

"Cool!"

It was still that second-floor concrete balcony, but this time there were no deck chairs, no papaya milkshakes, and no... the two laughing and joking people.

Yifei was wearing a down jacket, with her hands in her pockets, and a pink scarf wrapped tightly around her neck and face.

Ye Chong, dressed in a military overcoat, stood beside her. Both of them had gloomy faces as they looked towards Jiuzhaigou in the distance.

"Heh—" Yi Fei suddenly let out a cold laugh, which was so jarring in Ye Chong's mind.

"You're quite the dashing one, beating people up whenever you're unhappy. You truly live up to your name, Ye Chong, you can't stand the slightest grievance."

"Do you enjoy it when I'm wronged?"

These words made Yifei frown. She was silent for a moment, then her sweet, childlike voice rang out again, still as ruthless as ever.

"You feel wronged? Ha—"

"Can you please stop?"

Yi Fei turned her head sharply, her phoenix eyes filled with anger as she glared at the person.

But Ye Chong continued to gaze at the distant mountains and forests, ignoring her.

"I'll take responsibility for my own actions. What can I do now that it's already happened? Don't be so cold and indifferent; it makes me uncomfortable."

"Are you feeling unwell?" Yifei's eyes gradually reddened.

"You're still not satisfied? Yes! You played the hero, you showed off your power, but what was the result? Not only will he sue you, but he'll also add another charge of assault to your record, and all of this was for me. Do you think I'm satisfied now?"

Ye Chong finally turned his head and stared straight into those phoenix eyes: "I'm willing to do anything for you."

I thought such heartfelt words would make Yifei feel better, but I never expected...

"But I don't need it!"

"What? What?"

Tears streamed down her face, Yifei's chest heaved violently, her eyes filled with stubbornness and coldness: "I said I don't need it!"

"Do you know what you're saying, Qianbao'er?"

"Don't call me that!"

Yi Fei's face grew increasingly flushed, and Ye Chong's eyes gradually reddened as she did so.

In the corridor, Liu's mother leaned against the wooden railing, gazing absently at the crowds walking below.

Her daughter's voice still echoed in her ears, but she couldn't find a good angle to persuade her.

"Ye Chong, don't you think you're being selfish? You always claim to be doing it for my own good, getting into conflicts and arguments for my sake, but today you actually hit someone? Didn't you ever think about the consequences?"

"So what if I thought about it?" Ye Chong's voice slowly rose.

He looked down at Yifei, his eyes filled with deep confusion and bewilderment: "Knowing the consequences, are you just going to refrain from doing it? He's getting more and more outrageous; am I just supposed to keep putting up with him?"

"But he's my godfather!"

"I'm still your boyfriend, aren't I?"

"Who said that?"

???

Ye Chong stared at her, mouth agape, incredulous. "Do you know how hurtful your words can be?"

"I……"

Seemingly realizing that her tone was off, Yifei stopped talking and turned her head away.

Not for now.

"..."

Ye Chong let out another long breath and, like her, looked into the distance once more.

"I still stand by what I said: one should take responsibility for one's actions, and I don't think I did anything wrong."

Yifei frowned repeatedly as she looked up at the guesthouse where Zhang Jizhong was staying in the distance.

"Then go ahead and play the hero. You can go tell Producer Zhang not to stop my godfather from calling the police."

"Oh--"

Ye Chong scoffed and shook his head with disdain: "You think he's really kind? He's just after that small investment in 'My Group' and isn't willing to give up his share of the profits."

These words left Yifei breathless. She stomped her foot angrily, "Interests, interests! All you ever talk about is interests, interests! It's just a simple agency contract, and you make such a fuss about it. Are you all incompatible?!"

A simple brokerage agreement?

Ye Chong chuckled self-deprecatingly, wishing it were really that simple.

He snapped out of his daze and turned to look at Yifei again: "Even setting aside profits, you can't sign him. Letting Chen Jinfei take over your management contract is jeopardizing your future. He's not a reliable backer!"

Ye Chong meant that Chen Jinfei would be imprisoned in 07 for suspected financial fraud, and as a result, the widow and her orphan instantly became the object of everyone's covetousness.

Scandalous material, scandalous material, nobody cares, resources are nowhere to be found.

Her agency contract can't be changed, so those wolves came up with a new commercial contract!

At that time, An's father was too far away to do anything but protect Qianqian and prevent those people from causing trouble.

But after she went to Hong Kong's entertainment circle, she was dethroned and lost many fans.

Look back at those two years in Hong Kong: smoky makeup, V-neck dresses, and a high-class hairstyle. Those were two years that all her fans found unfamiliar.

"Why?" Yifei stared at him, wide-eyed. "Why is signing with my sugar daddy ruining my future? Your words are becoming increasingly incoherent; they're utterly nonsensical."

He fell silent.

This is about what will happen in the future, what does Ye Chong say?

Just like the scandal involving his godfather that was supposed to emerge: thanks to Ye Chong's interference, the butterfly effect has already occurred, and apart from Yi Fei and her mother and himself, his behavior is simply incomprehensible to outsiders.

The reborn sometimes bring more than just convenience; they also bring unspeakable conflicts.

"It cannot be spoken of."

That was all he could reply with.

"You bastard!" Yifei raised her hand and slammed it down.

"boom--"

Her small fist landed squarely on Ye Chong's chest, making a dull thud.

"you……"

"You bastard!" Two streams of hot tears flowed down her face. Yi Fei raised her hands and rained down on Ye Chong's chest with her small fists.

While hitting him, he muttered "You bastard" under his breath.

She didn't understand why Ye Chong was sometimes so hateful, always keeping things from her when he could easily explain them.

From their perspectives:

Ye Chong has a secret about being a reincarnated person that he can't reveal, but he also wants to make up for Liu Yifei's lingering regrets from her past life. He carries this heavy burden and feels very wronged.

Yifei was exasperated. He was such a proper person, yet he was impulsive, had scandals, and was involved in unspoken rules. Plus, he loved to be a riddle-maker, which always made her worry.

Who is at fault? Nobody is.

"boom--"

The final punch landed weakly on Ye Chong's chest, and Yi Fei, panting heavily, supported herself on Ye Chong's chest with her small hands.

"Qianbao'er".

"Don't touch me."

Yifei raised her head, her face frosty.

Her eyelids trembled, and she withdrew her small hand, about to turn and leave.

"Hey! Yifei!"

"I told you not to touch me!" Yifei broke free from his large hand that was chasing after her and quickened her pace to walk outside.

"Hello!"

Ye Chong was also annoyed!

This won't work, that won't work. I like you, but that's not a reason for you to take my affection for granted!

In the corridor, Liu's mother was confused as to how things had turned out this way in the blink of an eye. Seeing her daughter about to leave, she raised her hand to stop her.

"Sissi?"

"Mom, let me be alone for a while."

After saying that, she turned and walked away.

"Eh—"

Liu's mother sighed deeply; she was truly speechless.

This is so similar to a young couple having a fight. It happened the same way in Guizhou last time, but last time the daughter just threw a tantrum, while Ye Chong pettily left. (From Liu's mother's perspective)

"Aunt Liu, please move aside."

Liu Xiaoli turned her head and found that Ye Chong had the same expression.

"Hey, what are you two arguing about? Why bother? You were already so impulsive at noon, and now you're doing this again..."

"Excuse me, thank you."

Ye Chong spoke coldly, his eyelids not even moving as he stared straight ahead.

Liu's mother felt a tremor in her heart.

Oh no, does this look like they're serious?

But then she suddenly thought: this could be a good opportunity.

Ye Chong is impulsive and easily angered, and he always makes his daughter unhappy. Is such an unreliable person really worth entrusting your life to?

Thinking this through, she stepped aside, her voice becoming resolute: "Have you thought this through? This time, that girl, Xixi, might not take the initiative to back down."

"That would be best!"

Ye Chong turned and walked away, his tone slightly angry, clearly speaking in anger.

But Liu's mother doesn't care whether you're angry or not. You said it yourself, so don't regret it.

Things took an unexpected turn.

Is it good or bad for two stubborn people to get together?

Liu's mother didn't know, but she was in an exceptionally good mood for the next few days. She never imagined that it was because she had called Ye Chong over to deal with Chen Jinfei that this situation had occurred.

Perhaps... she thought about it.

But so what?

Her daughter is her whole world!

For her daughter, she was willing to bear anything, even if it meant using Ye Chong, even if it meant being scorned.

In this world, everyone has their own obsessions.

Ye Chong's obsession is to win back Yi Fei's heartbreak, Yi Fei's obsession is to make Ye Chong turn over a new leaf, and Liu's mother's obsession is to make her daughter happily become a big star.

It is a strong conviction that drives action and intertwines different lives.

Time flies, and it's January 12th.

Ye Chong ultimately suffered a severe punishment. Putting aside the fact that Zhang Jizhong and Chen Jinfei were in cahoots, would Chen Jinfei, as a billionaire CEO, easily let Ye Chong off the hook?

He was detained for five days and was only released today.

Detaining someone for five days will not leave a criminal record, but it will leave a record of illegal activities or disciplinary action. For an artist, this can be a big deal or a small deal.

Liang Jiahui caused two accidents while driving under the influence, yet he's still active on screen.

The Dragon Prince's driver hit someone, and nothing happened to him?

So the key is the backstage support – whether there's someone to clean up your mess.

Unfortunately, Ye Chong's phone started ringing non-stop as soon as he put it out. When he picked it up, he saw hundreds of missed calls, all from Wang Jinghua and Chen Zhixi.

"This time, we've really messed up!"

He looked up at the scenic area in the distance, but could see nothing but tiny mountain peaks.

That's fine.

He slung his backpack over his shoulder, turned around and left. He found a logistics company to send an item, and then stepped into the train station without looking back.

At 5 p.m., Yifei had just finished work and returned to the scenic area. She hailed a taxi to head to the county town, but before she could even start the car, a deliveryman came looking for her guesthouse.

She got out of the car and approached the deliveryman with a frown.

"Who are you?"

The deliveryman's eyes lit up, and he was about to shout when Yifei interrupted him.

"Tell me what you need first, and I'll sign your autograph after you're done."

The deliveryman nodded repeatedly and handed over a small box.

"This is?"

"It was sent by someone called Mr. Bad. He said it was a gift for you from last year, a treasure he had always kept. He planned to give it to you last year when he was rehearsing 'Roots,' but you were too busy."

"The Roots"? A treasure?

Yifei's heart skipped a beat.

Is this the treasure Ye Chong was talking about? She thought…

She didn't take the gift, but instead eagerly looked up at him, asking, "Where is he? Why didn't he come to deliver it himself?"

The deliveryman scratched his head: "No, I don't know, this was a package sent around noon."

"Really?" Yifei's eyelids fluttered as she took the small green box from his hand.

"By the way, what else did he say?"

The deliveryman frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then looked up: "What did you say? Well, outdated greetings aren't sincere, so how about this as an early eighteenth birthday present?"

"Uh..." The delivery guy blinked. Why did he start crying while he was talking?

Moreover, sincerity and coming-of-age ceremonies always seem to have a story behind them.

Yifei ignored the deliveryman and even forgot to sign the autograph she had promised him.

With red eyes, she went up to the second floor and came to the balcony where the two of them had played and argued.

"Click—"

The box was gently opened, and a pearly sheen made Yifei's little face turn green.

Inside the box lay a pair of four-leaf clover jade earrings; judging by their crystal-clear, emerald-green color, they must be quite valuable.

Yifei picked up the note; it had Ye Chong's messy handwriting on it:

[Little Potato says: Happy birthday! Grow up quickly, and turn eighteen soon, hehehe...]

"Waaaaah..."

The wind came silently, carrying away the suppressed sobs...