After Secretly Having the Film Emperor’s Child 39p1

Chapter 39 Part 1: Sugar Daddy Scandal

“What do you think I can do to you?”

The car broke down on the side of the road. Feng Yan’s gaze darkened. He looked at Yu Weixi with a blank expression. “Hmm?”

Yu Weixi was taken aback. He met that fiery and stern gaze and subconsciously shrank his head, but he still said stubbornly, “Am, am I afraid of you! What? Do you want to hit someone just because you’ve learned Taekwondo? I’m not a pushover either!”

Feng Yan smiled, unbuckled his seatbelt, and leaned over amidst Yu Weixi’s defensive gaze.

“You…!”

Feng Yan supported his body with one hand and pressed the other on the seat behind Yu Weixi, trapping him in his arms.

The tip of Feng Yan’s nose was almost touching Yu Weixi’s. The warm breath hit Yu Weixi’s face.

Feng Yan said in a low voice, “How could I bear to hit you?”

“…Then what do you want to do?” Yu Weixi’s whole body was stiff. He didn’t dare to move a muscle. He was so oppressed by the man’s aggressive aura that he could barely breathe. Even the tip of his nose was filled with the faint scent of perfume from that person.

Feng Yan smiled, his face moving even closer to Yu Weixi’s, and brought his lips towards Yu Weixi’s.

“Feng Yan!”

Just as their lips were about to touch, Yu Weixi used all his strength to push Feng Yan away. The force was so great that Feng Yan’s whole body slammed into the car’s interior behind him.

“Are you crazy?!” Yu Weixi’s voice changed. He shouted, “I don’t think you’re in menopause. You’re in heat! You lunatic!”

Feng Yan rubbed his old waist and looked at Yu Weixi helplessly, deliberately putting on a wronged expression.

Yu Weixi sneered, “I’m sorry, I won’t play your game!”

Yu Weixi unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, and jumped out.

“Xixi, where are you going?”

“To get a taxi!”

Yu Weixi got out of the car and took out his phone to call a taxi.

“…Get in the car!” Feng Yan said with a headache, “Don’t worry, I won’t do anything else.”

“I’m not getting in!”

“Don’t make a fuss.”

“You go back yourself!” Yu Weixi’s ears were still red. He didn’t even dare to look at Feng Yan. He stood on the side of the road with his back to Feng Yan’s car and logged into the taxi-hailing app.

“You little cub…” The corner of Feng Yan’s mouth twitched.

In fact, Feng Yan had never been a person who would easily lose his reason, let alone cross the line, and even lose control in the car… almost kissing Yu Weixi.

But last night, Yu Weixi had suddenly shown him his side account and had been held in his arms, acting coquettishly in his ear. Feng Yan suddenly felt that maybe, possibly… Yu Weixi didn’t hate him?

Feng Yan went back to look at Yu Weixi’s side account, reading it word by word. The more he read, the hotter his heart became.

Perhaps… Yu Weixi was not completely without good feelings for him.

The moment he thought of this, Feng Yan’s heart felt as if it were being gently and constantly scratched by a cat, making his heart itch.

Feng Yan felt that he was losing more and more control over Yu Weixi, and he was becoming less and less like himself. When had he ever lost control like this? When had his thoughts been led by a person’s every move? And when had he ever felt that whatever a person did was right, was cute?

Too dangerous.

Feng Yan took a deep breath. “Yu Weixi, get in the car! I said I wouldn’t do anything to you.”

“What can you do to me?! We have no relationship!” Yu Weixi pointed at Feng Yan fiercely. “I’m warning you, if you do anything else, or if you insist on me getting in the car, I’ll slash your tires! Neither of us will go back today!”

Feng Yan: “…”

Feng Yan: “Okay, but is it necessary?!”

“Yes! I hate you to death!” Yu Weixi held his head high. “I don’t want to be in the same car with you!”

“Do you really hate me?” Feng Yan slammed the steering wheel. “Little clam spirit, do you think I don’t know what you’re thinking?”

“You don’t know!”

“I know!”

“I don’t fucking care if you know or not!”

The two of them, one with his head down in the car, the other with his head up on the road, were like two ducks on opposite sides of a river, quacking at each other.

Probably just a little older than three.

Feng Yan slammed the steering wheel in anger, feeling that this little friend was too difficult to handle.

This little cub clearly doesn’t hate him… probably, Feng Yan thought. Anyway, let’s just assume he doesn’t hate me for now. Then why is he still so sharp towards me?!

It was as if he were a scumbag who had even slept with him.

“Then if you don’t hate me, why did you speak up for me on your side account?”

Hearing this, Yu Weixi’s face turned green and white.

Fuck…!

Yu Weixi wished he could travel back to last night and slap himself. How could he be so stupid?!

“I was just repaying a favor! I, Yu Weixi, have always been one to repay favors and grudges!” Yu Weixi explained with his neck stiff. “You helped me with Luo Yucheng’s matter before. Can’t I just return the favor?!”

When the Didi driver arrived and looked out from the car’s mirror, what he saw was a scene of one person in the car and one on the road, passionately arguing.

Then he saw the person on the road get into his car angrily and slam the door with a “bang.”

Driver: “…”

The driver was an old uncle who didn’t follow celebrities and didn’t recognize Yu Weixi or Feng Yan. He smiled. “Oh my, young man, are you fighting with your partner?”

“He’s not my partner!” Very loud.

“Oh my, oh my, it’s okay. I’ve seen this kind of situation many times. I’ve also driven many couples and spouses who went their separate ways on the road.” The driver shook his head and teased, “Anyway, young couples make up at the end of the bed after fighting at the head of the bed. It’s okay, it’s okay.”

“…He’s not my partner!!” Super loud.

The driver just laughed.

“But that partner of yours is really something. You’re so handsome, and your skin is so supple. How could he bear to leave you on the side of the road? But you really look like a male celebrity that my daughter follows…”

The driver was still chattering on. Yu Weixi, in the back of the car, was so angry he was about to become a pufferfish.

Trash dog B Feng Yan!

And in the end, because they were going the same way but in different cars, they still returned home together and took the elevator back together.

Feng Yan didn’t know what Yu Weixi was trying to achieve. Anyway, as long as he was happy.

…

Night fell.

After Yu Weixi washed up, he was about to step into the dance studio when he was held back by Niangao’s leg.

“Daddy can’t!”

“…?”

Niangao said in a milky voice, righteously, “Yan-gege gave me a mission! I can’t let Daddy dance!”

“…” Feng Yan, that dog B, he actually dared to bribe Niangao?!

How bold!

Yu Weixi squatted down and pinched Niangao’s cheek. “Oh my, my little baby, you’ve grown up, haven’t you? You’re actually teaming up with an outsider. I’m your daddy! Who do you listen to?”

Niangao closed his eyes and said with a look of someone facing death, “I… I listen to Yan-gege!”

Yu Weixi: “???”

Niangao said with a sad face, “Daddy can’t practice anymore! Your waist will hurt, it will keep hurting, and you won’t get better from your illness.”

Feng Yan had instructed Niangao that if Yu Weixi really went to practice regardless, he should call him. Anyway, Feng Yan was just next door, and he could come over immediately to stop Yu Weixi.

Niangao had a small phone, and Feng Yan had also secretly exchanged numbers with him.

Niangao held Yu Weixi’s hand and kept shaking it, acting coquettishly. “Daddy, please don’t practice, okay?”

The corner of Yu Weixi’s mouth twitched.

Feng Yan, that cunning old man…!

“Don’t practice. Daddy, tell me a story.” Niangao pulled Yu Weixi into the room.

Yu Weixi sighed helplessly.

He really couldn’t do anything about this little bun.

The two of them snuggled in the covers. Yu Weixi told Niangao a story. After fooling around for a while, Niangao fell asleep.

Yu Weixi leaned against the headboard and, as usual, scrolled through his phone before going to sleep.

…

Alright then, a day has passed, and his name is still on the hot search.

17. Yu Weixi pushes Luo Yucheng down the stairs

18. Yu Weixi vicious

Yu Weixi: “???”

Yu Weixi’s traffic was too huge. Any topic related to him would not go down in popularity. So the fans had no choice but to go in and wash the hot search and passionately fight with the others, the haters, and Luo Yucheng’s fans.

Hater 1: Wow… that’s a flight of stairs. Yu Weixi is too vicious, isn’t he?

Fan 1: Wow… this flight of stairs is so short. Luo Yucheng’s movements when he ran away afterward were so agile. Our Xixi is indeed vicious! If only he could be a little more vicious, at least he should have returned the favor and sent him to the hospital, right?

Fan 2: Wow… during the recording of the show before, that was a high cliff. Our Xixi was even sent to the emergency room. Luo Yucheng is too vicious, isn’t he?

Hater 2: Yu Weixi is acting wild at someone else’s birthday banquet. That’s not good, is it…? As expected of an arrogant walking contrarian!

Fan 1: Turn right at the door and go to Mr. Lu’s Weibo to see the group photo of him and Xixi today. May the Holy Mother Mary bless you. I wish you to move away from the seaside soon.

Fan 2: Xixi was drunk. Xixi himself has already apologized for bringing his personal grudges to the banquet. We also apologize on Xixi’s behalf. We’re taking him away. Don’t cue.

Yu Weixi didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

It was really hard to be his fan.

But after so many years, Yu Weixi was actually immune. No matter how vicious the comments were, they couldn’t affect him. He could even passionately retort. It would be too stupid to be angry or unhappy because of haters.

People were originally like this, essentially bullying the good and fearing the evil, essentially having double standards. Then as long as he was a little more fierce, a little more proud, no one could hurt him. Solid as a rock, with no flaws.

Yu Weixi lowered his eyes.

It was the same with the people around him. As long as he didn’t give his whole heart, then no one could hurt him either.

Such a life was so enjoyable.

The next morning, Lirong Hotel.

This hotel was located on the outskirts of the city, in a small alley with not much foot traffic.

After Luo Yucheng woke up in the covers, he saw that the person next to him had already woken up. He was sitting at the end of the bed, smoking an e-cigarette. The pungent smell of fruit filled the room, very choking.

“Good morning, President Ye.”

Luo Yucheng was completely naked. He looked around, wanting to find his clothes.

President Ye—the slightly fat middle-aged man—said with a smile, “I’ve seen everything. What are you pretending to be pure for, looking for clothes now?”

Luo Yucheng’s hands paused.

Luo Yucheng felt a little resentful in his heart. If it weren’t for… if it weren’t for the fact that he was really at a dead end, he wouldn’t have agreed to President Ye.

It wasn’t because he was disgusted by this kind of transaction, but because President Ye… had a strange fetish. More importantly, President Ye and President Li had always been enemies in the business world. Their companies’ businesses and shares almost all clashed. They had been competing for years and had also made many enemies.

If his sugar daddy, that is, President Li, found out about this, then it would not be easy to clean up.

But Luo Yucheng really had no choice. His film and television resources and endorsements were dropping one by one. If this blank period continued, wouldn’t the fame he had worked so hard to accumulate be ruined?