The big star has a prince syndrome

Since Ye Yan will not be joining the crew in the short term and has relatively few business activities scheduled, Lin Anyi took this opportunity to ask Xu Qingran to go home temporarily to help handle some official business.

He certainly didn't want to be separated from Ye Yan, but he didn't know that his identity had been exposed to Ye Yan. Lin Anyi contacted Ye Yan directly, explained the reason, and asked him to approve Xu Qingran's one-month leave.

There was no other way. Since his mother-in-law had come to him for help, Ye Yan could only agree. So after hearing Xu Qingran receive Lin Anyi's recall call, he generously approved Xu Qingran's leave.

"If there's something going on at home, I'll go back. It just so happens that I'm taking a break during this period, and I also want to go home and see my parents. The company will temporarily transfer me to be with them when there are activities."

"You miss home? Well, you can't take me with you when you go home, so I'll be back in a month. My mom knows I've been idle lately, so she insisted that I go back to study. If I have time, I'll secretly come back to see you..."

Since Ye Yan said she wanted to go home, Xu Qingran naturally had no need to insist on staying. It was a good opportunity for him to go back so that Lin Anyi wouldn't say that he was an unfilial son who didn't go home.

The next day, Ye Yan personally drove Xu Qingran to the airport. Because he could not take public transportation alone, he had to drive back after dropping Xu Qingran off. His hometown was in the neighboring city T, and the whole journey was more than 100 kilometers.

"Be careful on the road. If anything happens, be sure to notify Brother Wen and the others and ask them to pick you up."

Outside the airport terminal, before getting off the car, Xu Qingran touched Ye Yan's hand and reminded her kindly that if he wasn't afraid of being seen, he would definitely kiss Ye Yan goodbye today. However, there were people coming and going outside, and there were cameras everywhere, so he could only hold hands secretly under the steering wheel.

This is the difficulty of an underground relationship, having to resist the urge to have intimate contact with your lover at any time and anywhere.

"What can happen to me? But you, be careful that your mother will lock you up at home and force you to get married."

Ye Yan teased, seemingly as a joke, but actually reflecting his inner insecurity.

He was afraid that Xu Qingran would be like the first love in those melodramatic novels, disappearing without a trace once she left.

He admitted that his paranoia was a bit serious. It was like this after being an actor for a long time. It was easy for him to imagine the plot of his own life.

"How is that possible? What era is this still about house arrest and forced marriage? Don't tease me, I can't help but come back early if you do this... Then I'm leaving, don't miss me too much."

Xu Qingran raised his eyebrows and smiled, then unbuckled his seat belt and prepared to get out of the car.

"I'll try my best. After all, you're quite pretty. It's hard not to miss you. Bye."

Ye Yan deliberately used a seductive voice, which made Xu Qingran reluctant to leave. When he was about to go closer to the car window to say a few more words, Ye Yan looked at him, waved, rolled up the car window, and drove away.

He did it on purpose. Looking at the tall and handsome guy in the rearview mirror who was still looking at the rear of his car reluctantly, he couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth.

Ye Yan left, and the paparazzi following him kept a safe distance. In fact, he had already discovered him.

For celebrities, paparazzi are like an item that ordinary people carry with them. Even if you don’t need it, it will be in your bag every day.

Ye Yan was no longer surprised. Not long after leaving the airport, he got on the highway and sneered at the black van in the rearview mirror:

"It seems you want to follow me home. Can your car keep up..."

In order to reach his destination as quickly as possible, he drove a sports car today. After passing the toll station, he suddenly accelerated and sped away, quickly leaving the paparazzi's van behind him out of sight.

Looking at the empty rearview mirror, he smiled. When he was busy, he could turn a blind eye to the paparazzi's omnipresent behavior, but when he was resting, he was not so easy to talk to. He was already annoyed about going home, but the paparazzi still took the trouble to "escort" him all the way.

Behind him, the driver of the van that he had left behind angrily slammed the steering wheel, then stepped on the accelerator to the bottom and continued to chase him.

It was obvious that he was very annoyed because he couldn't catch up with Ye Yan, and even his fingertips were exerting force on the steering wheel.

Ye Yan's home is in T City, which takes more than an hour's drive from S City. Motivated by the paparazzi behind him, he left a little earlier today. When he arrived after 10 o'clock, his family had not started lunch yet.

Going home sounds like something that should be full of anticipation, happiness and joy, but before entering the house, Ye Yan stopped at the door, staring blankly at the password lock with an expressionless face. After a long while, he raised his hand, entered the password, opened the door and went in.

The house is very spacious and the decoration is high-end, but it is not a house that an ordinary family can afford.

However, this does not mean that Ye Yan's original family conditions are relatively good, because this house was bought by him. His parents, who had long been divorced, each had one, including alimony of no less than 50 yuan per person per year.

"Old Ye, is the meal ready? Oh, is this Ye Yan? Why didn't you call us in advance? Come and sit down."

A 40-year-old woman with wavy hair came out of the room. She was pretty for her age. Ye Yan didn't know her, but he knew without hesitation that this woman should be his father Ye Youcheng's new wife.

Ye Yan ignored her and looked towards the kitchen door. His father, who had never cooked a meal for him when he was a child, was now carrying out the dishes he had made for his new wife.

Ye Youcheng should be almost 50 years old. He looks decent and dresses appropriately. After all, he has Ye Yan's money to support him, so it is difficult for him to be indecent.

"Son is back? That's great. Let's eat quickly. It's fresh out of the pot."

Seeing Ye Yan coming back with the dishes, Ye Youcheng immediately smiled, quickly put the dishes on the table, walked up to him, took his arm and introduced them enthusiastically.

"Xiao Yan, let me introduce you. This is your stepmother, Aunt Qiu Yuan."

Ye Yan was reluctant to call this person stepmother when he first met her, but he was a well-mannered person. When he was not sure about the other person's character, he could reluctantly express his politeness.

"Aunt Qiu, you look very young. Much younger than you, right?"

Ye Yan spoke bluntly, and the scene suddenly became awkward.

"She's not that young anymore. Her daughter is already 20. Sit down and eat. It'll get cold soon."

Ye Youcheng explained, then pulled him to the dining table.

"Xiao Yan, you should have told your dad in advance so we could prepare some good food. Look at this... just eat it. I'll go out and buy you something for dinner."

Qiu Yuan said enthusiastically and personally poured a glass of juice for Ye Yan. Ye Yan took it and said thank you. Then he looked at the food on the table, braised pork, crucian carp soup, and stir-fried vegetables. It was just right for two people and barely enough for three people. It was considered a very good dish on weekdays.