noveltune Chapter 210
Chapter 210
[What a cold joke.]
[I understand~ Whatever Sister Yan says is correct.]
[If you don't understand, just ask. Do they still need to avoid suspicion?]
The fans giggled, pretending to believe Jiang Yan even though they didn't understand anything.
Until someone who liked to speak the truth posted a comment: [As a passerby, weren't they already married? Aren't the platform's regulations so strict now? Do an old married couple still need to avoid suspicion?]
The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment, until Jiang Yan, oblivious to what was happening, started speaking again, and the comments began to flow once more.
However, mixed in were a few sarcastic remarks that everyone understood:
[The passerby said it well, but don't say it again next time.]
[Don't blurt out such truths, you know it, I know it, everyone knows it, give the couple some face.]
[Exactly, you didn't have to say it out loud, it'll make Yan Yan embarrassed if she sees it. Don't you know how to play along with my wife?]
The passerby didn't expect their question would cause such a stir, and posted again with mixed feelings.
[I get it.]
Jiang Yan was introducing the street: "There are very few cars here, it's almost like a default pedestrian street. People often come here for walks in the mornings and evenings..."
However, as she was speaking, the sound of a car horn suddenly came from behind her.
Jiang Yan was startled, hastily turning around with her phone, only to see Fu Yan in a convertible sports car.
This street wasn't very important, and no one really managed it. Fu Yan temporarily parked his car there, picked up a fresh bouquet of flowers from the back seat, and walked towards Jiang Yan.
The camera was always facing Jiang Yan herself, so the viewers couldn't see Fu Yan, but they could hear his voice: "Jiang Yan, my mom has made dinner, let's go home to eat. It's the same feast as yesterday!"
The fans in the live stream went wild, wailing heartbrokenly:
[Who is it!!! Who stole my wife!!!]
[Which dog is it, dare to show your face and let me take a look!]
[Wife, my wife... (twisting) (losing sanity) (crawling in darkness) (diving into the phone) (snatching wife back) (waking up from dream crying)]
[At this moment, shouldn't we ask, where is Mr. Fu?]
[Or rather, does anyone else think this magnetic voice sounds a bit familiar...]
Fu Yan seemed unaware of Jiang Yan's situation, handing her the flowers while his words subtly emphasized his identity: "My mom made it specially, if we don't go back soon it'll get cold. She made your favorite sweet and sour pork."
Just as Jiang Yan was about to check the viewers' reactions, he leaned in casually: "What are you doing? Oh! Are you live streaming? Did I interrupt you?"
[Who is this guy?! Sorry I'm blind, but I feel like he looks a bit like Mr. Fu, who's supposedly not close to Sister Yan.]
[Add me to that, maybe I'm blind too.]
[Can't stop laughing, Sister Yan's having her day of reckoning.]
The phone camera shook and fell onto Jiang Yan's lap with a "thud".
The fans in the live stream had always thought they were a real couple, but they were still struck by Fu Yan's directness. A flood of chaotic comments poured in non-stop.
[What a petty man, not even allowing us to call her wife. Just break up already.]
[I'm not just going to call her wife, I'm going to kiss her! I'll kiss your wife until she calls me husband!!! (Sorry Mr. Fu, just kidding, please forgive me and don't ban my account if you see this.)]
[Ahhh, why can't we see anything, what's that sound, are they kissing? Is there anything we esteemed fans aren't allowed to see? I'm dying of curiosity!]
...
Of course, things didn't progress as quickly as the fans imagined.
Fu Yan reached over from the front, picked up her phone and placed it in her hand, then said again: "I'm sorry."
This "I'm sorry" was clearly a new apology for what he had just said.
"I don't forgive you," Jiang Yan angrily threw his words back at him.
Fu Yan thought of something and excitedly asked: "So if I hug you, will you forgive me?"
"That's your request, I wouldn't do that," Jiang Yan retorted.
"Then how can I get your forgiveness?"
Jiang Yan thought for a while, and as they were getting out of the car, she suddenly had an idea: "Admit in front of the fans during the live stream that you're my little brother."
"No problem, baby," Fu Yan agreed without hesitation, but instead of turning back, he raised an eyebrow at Jiang Yan.
Jiang Yan suddenly had a bad feeling, and then heard him say: "Baby, you haven't ended the live stream yet."
Jiang Yan fumbled with her phone, which had only been muted, not even registering how Fu Yan had addressed her.
After that, Fu Yan started calling her "baby" all the time, and wouldn't change it no matter what.
Madam Immortal was an elegant person who didn't often cook herself. But she had been cooking several times in a row now, because her son finally stopped calling her Mrs. Lu.
Immortal didn't have any emotional needs, she simply felt that exchanging a meal or two for her son's form of address was worth it.
...
Jiang Yan stayed here for quite a long time, until winter came and the first snow fell.
Fu Yan also stayed here the whole time, and later, because of the inconvenience of going back and forth, he moved directly from the hotel to Immortal's home.
Fortunately, Immortal agreed, considering what she owed him from his childhood.
A thick blanket of snow covered everything. Jiang Yan was drawing on the frost-covered window when she suddenly noticed something moving outside.
Just then, Fu Yan happened to video call her. Jiang Yan casually answered, and finally got a clear view of what was outside! It was a little deer!
"There's a small deer in the yard!" Jiang Yan exclaimed in amazement.
Fu Yan seemed to click his tongue, his tone slightly disappointed as he said, "What? You have one there too? I was just about to trick you into coming over here."