The little rose is so sweet and alluring, even the aloof CEO can't resist!

After returning to his room last night, Yan Beian held an online meeting with people from the game company.

The new game is set to launch in a few months, and they are working on post-launch integration and fixing bugs that are occasionally discovered.

Although he doesn't understand the in-depth technology, as the largest contributor, he still needs to participate in the progress meetings.

During this time, he contacted Fang Xun by phone and learned that Fang Xun was preparing to confront his mother. He encouraged him and told him to talk to his elders properly.

He coaxed him by saying he would drive over to pick him up the next day and then play with him in Tianjin until evening.

However, the meeting became quite complicated, and Fang Xun stopped sending messages. Gradually, he stopped paying attention to it.

By the time the meeting ended, it was past midnight. He figured Fang Xun must be asleep by then, so he played a few more games with the company staff. It was past midnight when he finally lay down to sleep.

Naturally, he couldn't wake up the next morning.

Liang Liangwei texted him around 8 o'clock, but he was fast asleep and couldn't hear the slight noise.

Around 10 a.m., Xiao Ling felt that her son's lazy attitude was too disappointing, so she came up to knock on the door herself.

"Yan Bei'an, get up right now! Stop sleeping...sleeping forever! Your girlfriend will run away if you keep sleeping like this!"

Yan Bei'an opened his eyes with a frown, pinched the bridge of his nose, and lazily sat up from the bed, muttering, "I may lose my girlfriend, but I still have a boyfriend, right?"

Xiao Ling's knocking continued. He yawned and prepared to get out of bed to open the door.

Just then, his phone rang. He glanced at it and saw that it was Fang Xun calling.

I picked up the phone to answer it, but my mother's knocking on the door silenced me, so I had no choice but to take the phone to the door.

After opening the door, he gestured for Xiao Ling to be quiet while looking at her angry face, and pointed to his phone: "Mom, I'll take this call first."

Seeing this, Xiao Ling had no choice but to suppress her anger.

Yan Bei'an coughed lightly and pressed the answer button: "Hello, Fang Xun, what's wrong..."

"Waaaaah—Beian, I feel so bad, please come and get me, waaaah..."

Fang Xun's crying came through the phone, not very loud, just loud enough for the mother and son to hear clearly.

Xiao Ling's eyes widened. Was that a man crying? Why was a man crying like that? He had no manly spirit at all!

Yan Beian's heart skipped a beat. He glanced at Xiao Ling and instinctively reached to close the door.

He then lowered his voice and asked, "Fang Xun, um... what happened?"

Xiao Ling quickly blocked the door and peered through the crack to listen.

Fang Xun on the phone was sobbing uncontrollably: "She...she cursed at me, hit me, I'm in so much pain...please come and be with me!"

Xiao Ling scrunched up her face, making it look like a bitter gourd.

It's still the kind that's full of question marks.

Yan Beian quickly covered the microphone and said to Xiao Ling, "Mom, I'm on the phone with a friend. Could you please leave for a moment? I'll be right back."

Xiao Ling said sarcastically, "Friend? A guy? Crying and asking you to come with him?"

Fang Xun didn't hear Yan Bei'an's response, so he sniffed and called out again, "Bei'an?"

Yan Bei'an hid his phone behind his back and replied to Xiao Ling, "I'll explain to you later."

Xiao Ling gave him a cold look and turned to leave.

Yan Beian quickly closed the door, strode to the window, and then held the phone to his ear, asking anxiously, "Xiao Xun, what's wrong?"

Fang Xun sobbed, "Why didn't you talk to me just now?"

Yan Bei'an: "My mother is next to me, so it's inconvenient for me to speak."

Fang Xun paused for a moment, then asked nervously, "Did your mother hear me crying just now?"

Yan Bei'an: "You probably heard a little, but it's okay, she's not in my room now. Who did you say insulted and hit you?"

Fang Xun choked up again: "...My mother."

Yan Bei'an gripped his phone tightly: "Because you told her about us?"

"Ah."

Yan Bei'an asked anxiously, "When was that done? Where were you hit?"

Fang Xun: "Just now, someone threw an ashtray at my forehead."

Yan Bei'an tugged at him: "Throw it at your...head? Is it serious?"

Fang Xun choked up a few times: "Anyway, I bled."

Yan Bei'an: "Have you seen a doctor?"

Fang Xun: "Not yet..."

Yan Bei'an clenched his fist: "Where are you now? Are you still at home?"

Fang Xun: "I ran away and I'm at a classmate's house now."

Yan Bei'an: "I'll transfer you the money. Can you ask your classmate to take you to the hospital to get some medicine?"

Fang Xun: "And... what about you?"

Yan Bei'an: "I'm coming to find you right away. It will take more than two hours to get there. Be a good boy and wait for me."

Fang Xun: "Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Beian, with a serious expression, lowered his head and transferred 10,000 yuan to Fang Xun via WeChat. He then put down his phone and turned to go into the bathroom.

Twenty minutes later, he had changed his clothes and came downstairs, holding his phone and car keys, and walked quickly outside.

Xiao Ling had just brought some fresh flowers from the garden inside to arrange them when she saw him rushing around and hurriedly said, "Hey, where are you going? It's almost lunchtime..."

Yan Bei'an didn't even turn his head: "I have urgent business to attend to, I won't eat."

Xiao Ling was so angry that her teeth itched. She glared at his back and said, "Either you don't get up, or you rush out the door as soon as you get up. Is it because your girlfriend left you, or because of... that crying man on your phone? You're such a worry!"

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Liang Liangwei had arranged to meet her collaborator, the internet celebrity Xiaosu Meimei, at 12:30. Before that, she had to pick up Lan Yin and have lunch, so she was really in a rush.

After watching Yan Zhixu leave, she began packing the necessary items. After confirming that the camera was fully charged and had enough storage, and that all other items were in good condition, she contacted Lan Yin and went out to pick her up.

An hour later, I arrived at the ancient-style street where I had arranged to meet Xiao Su. Xiao Su was still getting her hair and makeup done in the van.

"Have you eaten yet? If not, go and eat first. I'll be here for a while," Little Su said, squinting at them.

The stylist was applying makeup to her face, and she could only speak incoherently.

Liang Liangwei glanced at her makeup and frowned slightly. She didn't say anything, only saying, "We'll go get a bowl of noodles and be right back."

He pulled Lan Yin, who was also stunned, away.

Lan Yin looked incredulous and whispered, "Sister Wei, that stylist's color scheme is so weird! Blue clothes, and she's wearing pink eyeshadow and pink lipstick, OMG, is she trying to create a Barbie doll look?"

Liang Liangwei also found it funny: "Maybe they like it."

Lan Yin clicked her tongue and said, "Although we're not the ones doing the styling, we are the ones taking the photos. And Sister Wei, you not only have to take the photos, but you also have to edit them in post-production. It'll be an eyesore if you see too many of them, right?"

Liang Liangwei smiled at her: "Yeah, it's really difficult. Why don't you help me Photoshop it?"

Lan Yin chuckled dryly, "Sister Wei, don't joke with me. At most, I can help you with some simple colors and lines. You'll have to do the small details."

Liang Liangwei and she went into a small noodle shop and each ordered a bowl of noodles.

While waiting, they got a little bored and started chatting casually.

Liang Liangwei suddenly remembered what happened last night, and looked at Lan Yin with a smile, asking, "Have you finished eating all the snacks you brought back from the party that day?"

Lan Yin nodded: "Of course we've finished them all. They've been sitting for several days. They would have gone bad if we hadn't eaten them."

Liang Liangwei: "Is it delicious?"

Lan Yin revealed a greedy look: "Delicious, delicious! The cream in those croissants is definitely made from pure animal products. It's so smooth and rich, unlike anything I've bought at a cake shop!"

Liang Liangwei smiled, resting her chin on her hand.

Lan Yin felt uneasy at her laughter and couldn't continue her antics. She asked weakly, "What's wrong?"

Liang Liangwei: "No, it's fine. I'll bring you more delicious food next time~"

"Thank you, Sister Wei."