Mei Fang drove back, opened the fingerprint lock and entered the house, and was greeted by a big hug from Xia Yuan who was waiting for him.
"Woo... Ah Fang... Hug me!"
Mei Fang was intimate with Xia Yuan for a long time before slowly letting her go.
"Hmmmm--what are you doing? What a surprise."
Looking at the smiling Qingmei little brain woman in front of him, the haze that Mei Fang was thinking about on the road was immediately swept away, "You don't have to be so anxious... I will definitely not break my promise to you."
Xia Yuan was stunned for a while before she realized that Mei Fang was talking about the evening game mentioned in the video call. She immediately punched Mei Fang several times in anger, "You are so annoying. Do you think I am so anxious?"
"Oh, isn't that so—"
"Of course not! You've worked hard. Come... give me your bag and take off your coat."
Xia Yuan took the briefcase from Mei Fang, and then helped him take off his coat. Mei Fang immediately sighed, "This way, it really seems like we are playing house as a couple."
"What, what's the point of playing house? That's how it is!"
Xia Yuan blushed and muttered, "Although, although we haven't gotten married yet, I've been yours for a long time, right?"
"Ahh... don't say that! That's too sweet!"
Although this kind of sweet little daily routine between lovers happens every day, it is most heartwarming when Mei Fang feels tired and exhausted. He immediately hugged Xia Yuan and kissed her again and again.
The two of them circled back and forth like they were dancing the waltz, hugging each other tightly on the sofa. Before they could get any more affectionate, Lin Youxi coughed behind them, and they stopped their intention to cuddle.
Mei Fang got up from Xia Yuan's arms and cleaned up. Lin Youxi leaned against the cabinet of the open kitchen stove and said, "I made some food for you. Did you eat it outside?"
"How dare I? I'm saving my stomach for what you cook."
Mei Fang passed by Lin Youxi, took a step and then retracted it. Facing Lin Youxi who was leaning against the cabinet with her hands behind her back, Mei Fang stretched out her arms to hug Lin Youxi and hold her little hand.
Lin Youxi tilted her head to express her doubt:
"You're not going to eat the meal I prepared?"
"Don't worry, I'll eat you first."
Mei Fang kissed Lin Youxi's forehead gently: "So sweet."
Lin Youxi also held Mei Fang's cheek and kissed her gently.
“You’re sweet too.”
"But it's the sweet taste of fate."
"What, what do you mean my sweetness? You hate it... Really."
Xia Yuan sat on the sofa watching Mei Fang and Lin Youxi being intimate. Seeing that Mei Fang was much more relaxed than when she first came in, Xia Yuan also felt relieved.
Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi sat next to Mei Fang, watching her eat and drink, and asked about the company's affairs.
"It's nothing serious, just a normal management meeting... By the way, I want to tell you, I attended our company's own group interview today, it was quite interesting—"
Mei Fang recounted the entire time when he had shown off in front of others, and Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi listened with great interest.
"Fang, you are a big boss, but you are pretending to be young! Didn't the employees and the kid who interviewed you recognize you?"
"After all, there is a celebrity filter on the poster, and it's not easy to think of this offline," said Lin Youxi.
"What do you mean by interviewing kids? Most of the people who come for the interview are seniors in their third and fourth years of college."
"Damn it, I have no idea that I'm still a freshman."
Xia Yuan slapped his head and complained, "Speaking of which, I feel quite disconnected in school now. Except when I'm with Xiaoyu, no one talks to me much at other times. I feel like they don't want to, but they simply don't dare."
"Well, that's what being a celebrity is like... ahem."
Speaking of celebrities and public figures, Mei Fang felt a little overwhelmed when he thought about how everyone was urging Yuan-jiang to make her debut.
Seeing that Mei Fang's originally cheerful expression suddenly turned depressed, Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi looked at each other vigilantly, and then Lin Youxi scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it, and then leaned over to feed it into Mei Fang's mouth.
"Don't think too much about tiring things. Come, drink more lily and lotus seed soup. It's easy to catch a cold and cough in autumn. This will clear your heart and moisten your lungs."
"Um... I can do it myself... Um."
After Mei Fang finished drinking the soup, Xia Yuan took a tissue and wiped the corners of Mei Fang's mouth.
"Are you unhappy that you have two mothers taking care of you?"
"I'm happy, why wouldn't I be happy?"
"You don't look very happy then?"
"No... Why am I unhappy? How can I not be happy when I have two partners?"
Xia Yuan curled her lips and said, "Ah Fang, tell me, are the three of us a family?"
"Of course, why are you asking?"
"A family should share the good times and the bad times, right?"
Xia Yuan held her chin and drew circles on the table, "But you obviously look worried today, and you don't seem to want to tell us...
Lin Youxi was also rubbing Mei Fang's thighs and drawing circles. "Even if Yuanyuan can't help, you should tell us. It must be more comfortable to release it than to hold it in, don't you think?"
"Hey, hey, what do you mean I can't help?"
Mei Fang watched Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi bickering from the side, and immediately understood why the two had been so enthusiastic after he came back. On the one hand, he was touched by his wives' understanding, and on the other hand, he also felt a little emotional.
In fact, Mei Fang had always lived alone in his previous life. In addition, he didn't like to worry his parents, so whenever he felt unhappy or in a bad mood, he would keep himself to himself.
This habit of solving problems by myself when encountering difficulties has been formed a long time ago. On the one hand, it is because I don’t want to spread negative energy, and on the other hand, I lack someone who can listen to me trustworthy enough.
After all, no matter how good or close the relationship is, no one wants to be the trash can for someone else's emotional venting.
More than ten years have passed in this life, and Mei Fang has not actually encountered any serious setbacks alone. Most of them are the troubles that everyone faces together when growing up, so this habit has basically no opportunity to show.
There is obviously no opportunity to perform.
I don’t know why, even though I didn’t bring it up, Yuanyuan and Youxi acted like they were very familiar with my behavior, as if I had done it often before.
How much good fortune did I have to accumulate in my past lives to have two people who are so considerate and loving to me appear by my side...
Mei Fang finally let out a long sigh, and then said in a gentle voice:
"Actually... Yuanyuan can help."
"I thought about it for a long time on the way, and finally I wanted to ask Yuanyuan what you think."
"Forehead."
"Um?"
Xia Yuan was shocked after hearing this, and immediately took Mei Fang's arm and turned into a curious baby:
"Is there really something that can't be accomplished without me? Tell me what it is! Please let me participate!"
"That's..." Mei Fang scratched his head and said, "It's the virtual idol industry that I told you about before. Didn't I say at the beginning that I was afraid it would delay your songwriting, so I told you not to participate?"
Xia Yuan nodded, "So - has there been any change now?"
"But the result of the internal discussion is that the virtual idol still needs you, Yuanyuan, to play the role of the main idol, Yuanjiang, to speak out and build momentum for the brand promotion of the virtual idol in the future."
Mei Fang explained, "Of course this depends on your personal wishes. If Yuanyuan you don't want to do this, then we can also put Yuanchan's part on ice and replace her with a new virtual idol—"
"I am willing! Why not? I just followed your instructions before. I want to debut as a virtual idol. It's so interesting!"
There was a fiery light flashing in Xia Yuan's eyes, and it was obvious that she was very much looking forward to the upcoming virtual idol debut plan.
But this also made Mei Fang feel even more guilty.
"I didn't realize you were trying to appease me before... Woohoo... I'm so shameless..."
"Ah, ah! I don't mean to blame you... Okay, don't be like this, Fang."
Xia Yuan hurriedly let Mei Fang bury himself in her arms and comforted him, "Good boy... Fang baby, don't cry—Yuan Yuan's mother will... No, Yuan Yuan's mother is really looking forward to being this virtual idol!"
There is still one chapter tonight (5.25), I am tired.
I've been thinking about starting a new story lately, but this book will probably be around 1.5 to 2 million words. I'm thinking about starting two stories recently. One is a Crystal Palace/multidimensional version of "My Wife Came from a Thousand Years Ago" and the other is an ancient story about a family inheritance. Which one do you like? Let's do a little research.
(End of this chapter)