HuaYu: The most muscular director in history!

It's 10 p.m. on the streets of an old residential area.

Darkness completely buried the city beneath it, with only scattered lights as its last act of defiance.

A Volkswagen with lettering broke the silence and slowly came to a stop in front of the Yangyang store...

"Hahaha...Sissi!"

Before the person arrived, their voices preceded their arrival, causing everyone who was happily enjoying their skewers to turn around.

The tent flap was lifted, and a middle-aged man in a suit appeared before them.

Xiang Nan frowned slightly. Even though he had never met Liu Yifei in his previous life, he recognized the person in front of him.

"Godfather?"

Yifei's eyes widened in surprise; she never expected her godfather to walk in. After a moment of stunned silence, she was overjoyed.

She stood up, took two steps to her godfather, and affectionately tugged at his clothes.

"What brings you here!"

"Hehe..." Chen Jinfei patted Yifei's little head, his serious lips twitching into a kind smile.

"You didn't even tell your godfather you were taking leave. You should have let me know earlier so I could have booked a table on the 20th floor of the Z Country Grand Hotel to welcome you back."

"I only took three days off; I didn't want to bother you!"

The sudden appearance of strangers made the atmosphere at the table a little strange.

Several classmates were tearing at the skewers of grilled meat, taking bites here and there. Xiang Nan, on the other hand, had lost his gentle smile, his eyelids trembling slightly as he seemed lost in thought.

Liu's mother stepped in to smooth things over.

"Alright, alright, let's catch up later. Come, come, have a seat..."

After Chen Jinfei sat down next to Yifei, she leaned over and said, "Tonight's dinner party is all Qianqian's classmates, so be mindful of your behavior."

Chen Jinfei nodded, and Liu's mother got up to get him a bowl and chopsticks, while Xiang Nan ate his meat by himself, pondering the meaning of Liu's mother's words.

Being mindful of boundaries is a way of reminding him not to flaunt his billionaire status like he did just now.

Yes, there was an argument coming from Aunt Liu on the phone just now, and Chen Jinfei also had a faint smell of alcohol on him.

Presumably, the two were not as harmonious as one might imagine.

"Godfather, are you done with your business?"

At the dinner table, Yifei's sudden question made Chen Jinfei silent for two seconds.

"You're done with your work. Your godfather went to negotiate a new film contract for you, so you can go back to the set now."

"No."

Yifei's reply caused Chen Jinfei's expression to freeze for a moment once again.

She raised her small face and said softly, "I'll be finishing filming in a few days, so there's no need to trouble you."

Hearing this, Chen Jinfei's expression softened. Just then, Liu's mother brought back the bowls and chopsticks, and the conversation at the table returned to normal.

But... the atmosphere was still strange.

"Godfather, have some! This sweet bean sauce is super delicious!"

Yifei picked up the small plate and started shoveling food into Chen Jinfei's bowl while chattering away.

"I think it's delicious. It's spiced and roasted salty and spicy lamb, so naturally you need to add some sweetness to neutralize the spiciness. It's just that Big Wood doesn't like it; that guy's a picky eater!"

"Hey, little pudding, it's not nice of you to be talking about crickets in front of me, is it?"

"No way!" Yifei stopped what she was doing, wrinkled her nose, and looked at Xiang Nan. "Isn't that right? I put some meat on your plate, and look at how disgusted you are! I eat spicy food too, but I'm not picky!"

"Then why don't you try the chili sauce in my bowl?"

"Eat—yes, I'll eat!"

Chen Jinfei was all smiles, but as the two of them interacted across him, his smile faded and eventually disappeared.

Seeing that his daughter actually reached out her bowl to take the chili sauce from Xiang Nan's dish, Chen Jinfei could no longer resist.

He twitched his lips, and the smile from before reappeared.

"Hehehe... This student, you seem to know Xixi quite well? I wonder which film crew you're working on?"

Xiang Nan paused in mid-air, then smiled neither humbly nor arrogantly: "Uncle Chen, what are you saying? How can you get acting roles in your first year of university? But..."

As they were talking, Xiang Nan had already poured the bright red chili sauce into Yi Fei's bowl.

"However, I did write a song for 'The Story of a Noble Family,' and that's when I met Xixi."

She kept calling him "Xixi" and just now she even called him "Little Pudding"?

Chen Jinfei narrowed his eyes, then glanced at Liu's mother, who was scrambling at the roasted meat in her bowl, her face expressionless.

He glanced at his daughter again; the little one stared at the red chili sauce in the bowl and swallowed hard.

He smirked and turned to look at Xiang Nan again:

"Hehehe... I see. So you're a singer too. You're an amphibious talent? Not bad, not bad..."

Can you stop laughing?

Xiang Nan simply couldn't be bothered to look at his affected smile.

As soon as he entered, he started mentioning the 20th floor of the Z Country Grand Hotel, which was a floor for wealthy businessmen's members.

What he meant was that he looked down on us, and now he's not even pretending anymore, putting on airs and being sarcastic.

Why should we? Is it because of Little Pudding?

Coming to his senses, Xiang Nan's humble expression vanished.

Calmness is my nature, and youthful spirit is my disguise, but if you think I'm easy to bully, I won't tolerate it.

Who the hell are you? I'm a reborn person, do you think you can bully me?

"Uncle Chen, what does this mean? What does 'singing' mean?"

"Uh, what's wrong?"

Chen Jinfei raised an eyebrow, his eyes widening. He looked around blankly, his face feigning grievance: "Did I... say something wrong? Isn't Xiao Xiang a singer?"

"Snap—" Zhou Yang's breathing gradually became heavy. She slammed down her chopsticks, crossed her arms, and put on a stern face.

The other students at the table also had somber faces and had lost their appetite.

"Take off!"

Mother Liu's eyebrows furrowed, her eyes full of reproach. "Can't you just say less? Did you drink too much at the banquet tonight?"

As she spoke, Liu's mother looked apologetically at Xiang Nan: "I'm sorry, Xiao Nan, he drank too much earlier."

"What happened? Huh? What happened? Huh? Mom?" Yifei was still confused. She fanned herself with her little hands and looked at her mother, but her mother didn't have time to pay attention to her right now.

Because Chen Jinfei and Xiang Nan have already started fighting!

"Xiaoli, leave me alone. What the hell did I say? Couldn't I just say I was singing? I've traveled all over the country for so many years, and I've never seen a firecracker that lights up so easily!"

"Oh--"

Xiang Nan's mouth twisted slightly, and he gave a soft scolding. He rested one hand on the table and tapped the table lightly with the other.

"Uncle Chen, stop using 'damn it' all the time. Where's your manners? This is just a simple class reunion. If you want to show off your rich businessman attitude, please go somewhere else."

"Bang—" Chen Jinfei slammed his hand on the table and stood up: "You brat, what do you mean by this!"

"Take off!"

Liu's mother quickly got up and pulled him back, then waved her hand at Xiang Nan: "Xiao Nan, Xiao Nan, say less, your Uncle Chen didn't mean it that way!"

"That's exactly what I mean!" Chen Jinfei shoved Liu's mother aside, grabbed Yifei's wrist, and lifted her up. "Qianqian, let's go! What a lousy party! The environment is rubbish, the food is rubbish, and the people are..."

"Oh my godfather!"

Yifei raised her hand and pushed Chen Jinfei away. At this moment, she realized that it was Da Mutou and her godfather who had gotten into a conflict.

"Can't we just talk things out?" Yifei's lips were bright red, and she frowned reproachfully.

After saying something to Chen Jinfei, he looked at the big blockhead and said, "You, you should also say less."

Xiang Nan remained seated. After Yi Fei spoke, his chest heaved violently a few times, and he said no more.

But his silence spurred Chen Jinfei on!

"Let's go, Sisi. What's the point of talking to these classmates? The gap between you two is already enormous. I've already secured another film contract for you."

Chen Jinfei reached out to grab Yifei's wrist again, just then!

"Try reaching any further with those claws!"

The chilling voice, like an icy spike, struck everyone's eardrums with each word.

As soon as Chen Jinfei turned around, a tall iron tower rose from its seat, looking down at him from above.

"Go ahead and try again if you dare!"