Chapter 521 Your Dad is Eating My Mom’s Mouth

At eight o'clock in the evening in Yuzhong City, the temperature was 32 degrees Celsius. Even at night, it was extremely hot and humid.

Not to mention places like Hongyadong.

But even so, during the summer vacation, there are still crowds of people here.

In Li Luo's impression, and in the publicity in the following years, the scene of Hongyadong was praised as the cyberpunk style in reality.

Especially the alleys that are staggered in height. When you come out of an alley and look down, you will see all kinds of intricate streets and various ancient buildings, which are matched with various modern commercial services and content.

Ignoring the tiredness of climbing up and down, walking in such an environment is indeed a unique experience, very special.

While Li Luo and Xu Youyu were walking hand in hand in the alley and eating ice cream, Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing were also walking together in another busy alley.

After the two men got separated from the main group, they confirmed that their daughter was safe and temporarily put aside their worries. They looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"Such an opportunity is rare." Yuan Wanqing pulled down her mask and smiled at Ying Zhicheng.

Seeing this, Ying Zhicheng reached out to help her pull up the mask: "Just in case, it's better to be careful."

To be honest, there is a big difference between celebrities on stage and off stage.

After all, when appearing on camera, it is mostly due to the effects of careful makeup and lighting that the facial contours of the whole person will be more obvious.

If someone is not wearing makeup in private, it is actually difficult for ordinary people to recognize him/her at a glance. At most, they would think that this person looks quite similar to a certain celebrity.

But there are too many people here, so Ying Zhicheng thinks it’s better to be conservative.

"I understand." Yuan Wanqing had no objection to this. After all, becoming a star naturally involves such troubles.

After she put on her mask again, she took the initiative to reach out and hold Ying Zhicheng's hand, and the two of them strolled in the alleys of Hongyadong.

Occasionally, when she wants to take a photo and check in, Yuan Wanqing will secretly take off her mask, and then quickly put it back on after taking the photo.

In the huge crowd, the two of them were like drops of water, not noticeable at all.

But in the eyes of Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng not far away, it was as clearly visible as a firefly in the dark night.

After all, they are their own parents. Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng can recognize them from the back almost at a glance, regardless of whether they are wearing masks or not.

"They are holding hands." Yan Zhusheng looked at the two figures in front of him and said expressionlessly.

"Aunt Yuan took the initiative first." Ying Chanxi bit her lip. When she saw this scene, she didn't know why, but a fire inexplicably surged in her heart. Her feet began to move uncontrollably and walked towards the two people.

But the next second, Ying Chanxi felt his wrist being grabbed.

When he turned around, he found that Yan Zhusheng was still standing there, just silently holding Ying Chanxi's hand, preventing her from moving forward.

"Zhu Sheng, what do you mean?" Ying Chanxi narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and couldn't help but ask.

"What does Xixi want to do?" Yan Zhusheng asked back, tilting his head slightly, still with no expression on his face.

"Of course I have to go and find out what's going on with them!" Ying Chanxi shook off Yan Zhusheng's hand, but did not walk over there immediately. He just clenched his fists and pursed his lips tightly.

"What's going on...do I need to ask?" Yan Zhusheng said calmly, "Whatever you were thinking when you and Li Luo were holding hands, they were naturally thinking the same thing."

"You..." Ying Chanxi was choked up for a moment, not knowing what to say. He stood there for a long while before he realized what was happening and stammered, "But, but...that's my dad, and your mom..."

"But they are both single now. Even if they really get together, it doesn't seem to be a problem." Yan Zhusheng thought for a moment and continued to ask, "Or do you think my mother is not worthy of your father?"

"I, of course I didn't mean that..." Ying Chanxi was unable to refute Yan Zhusheng's question, but he felt so suffocated in his heart that he bit his lips hard.

Although theoretically speaking, there is no reason why Yuan Wanqing is not worthy of Ying Zhicheng.

But Ying Chanxi didn't want to have a stepmother at all.

She always felt that her mother Yan Ruqing had an irreplaceable position in her heart, and Ying Zhicheng must have felt the same way.

Then...how could his father allow another woman to replace Yan Ruqing?
So facing the reality before him, Ying Chanxi found it a little hard to accept it for a moment.

"Zhu Sheng... don't you find it strange?" Ying Chanxi thought about it and tried to change his perspective, "Why would they... be like this?"

"My mother is beautiful." Yan Zhusheng blinked, "It's normal for Uncle Ying to like her, right?"

"No way!" Ying Chanxi couldn't help but retort, "There are so many beautiful people. Dad works in a film and television company and has seen so many beautiful women."

"But Uncle Ying has been my mother's agent for a long time." Yan Zhusheng said, "It was with the help of Uncle Ying and Li Luo that my mother was able to make a successful comeback in the past two years. It's understandable that they fell in love with each other over time, right?"

"It definitely wasn't my dad who took the initiative." Ying Chanxi gritted her teeth, still unwilling to believe that her own father would take the initiative to be ambiguous and date Yuan Wanqing.

"So Xixi, what you mean is," Yan Zhusheng narrowed his eyes, "was it my mother who took the initiative to seduce Uncle Ying?"

"That's not what I meant... it's just... maybe Aunt Yuan fell in love with my dad first..." Ying Chanxi turned his head to avoid Yan Zhusheng's gaze, but mentally he refused to give in and subconsciously added, "Just like how you treated Li Luo..."

"Do you have any problem with me?" Yan Zhusheng immediately grasped the new question and pursed his lips, "Does Xixi hate me?"

"I didn't..." Ying Chanxi still turned his head away, not daring to look at Yan Zhusheng's gaze.

The next second, Yan Zhusheng stretched out his hands, held up Ying Chanxi's face, and forced her to look into his eyes.

"So you think that I was the one who seduced Li Luo and snatched him away from you?"

Yan Zhusheng usually speaks directly, but it was the first time that he was so direct, like a sharp sword piercing Ying Chanxi's heart and making her feel a chill on her back.

"But is there a first come first served principle in this kind of thing?" Yan Zhusheng said confidently, "Just because you have lived with Li Luo for more than ten years, other girls can only watch you monopolize him even if they are attracted to him and like him?"

"I've already said I didn't..." Ying Chanxi struggled for a while and shook off Yan Zhusheng's hands, "Don't talk about this anymore, this is not what we are discussing now..."

"It's the same question." Yan Zhusheng looked at the two people who were preparing to buy snacks at the door of a store not far away, and then asked, "My mother came later than your mother, so she is not eligible? Even if Uncle Ying is single now, it is not allowed?"

When Ying Chanxi heard this, he had difficulty breathing, his chest rose and fell noticeably, and he was a little breathless for a moment.

Her mind is a little confused now, and she doesn't know what she is thinking about.

But the next second, she was dragged away by Yan Zhusheng.

Yan Zhusheng pulled Ying Chanxi out of the alley.

At this time, Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing, who had just bought some snacks, also turned into another alley.

The two girls followed closely behind Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing, and walked around Hongya Cave in their footsteps.

Ying Chanxi's eyes were always fixed forward.

She watched Yuan Wanqing pick up the snack in her hand, feed Ying Zhicheng a bite, and then eat a bite herself, just like the others when they were with Li Luo.

Ying Zhicheng put his arm around Yuan Wanqing's slender waist with a faint smile on his face.

In Ying Chanxi's impression, Ying Zhicheng was serious most of the time, and it was rare to see him smile like this. It was indeed a smile from the heart.

But these were more like small thorns piercing Ying Chanxi's heart, making her feel indescribable discomfort.

It was as if another of his precious things was being stolen by someone else.

Before it was Li Luo, now it is Ying Zhicheng...

The two most important men in her life were...

Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yan Zhusheng, biting his lips angrily.

Yan Zhusheng noticed her gaze, but raised his hand and pointed forward, reminding her expressionlessly: "Your father is eating my mother's mouth, and this time it was Uncle Ying who took the initiative."

Hearing this, Ying Chanxi turned his head suddenly, looked forward with wide eyes, and saw Ying Zhicheng hugging Yuan Wanqing and kissing her.

Yuan Wanqing was kissed by him for a while before she gently pushed him away. After putting the mask back on, she gave him a reproachful look.

At this moment, Ying Chanxi felt like he was struck by lightning. He stood there in a daze, unable to accept this situation.

But Yan Zhusheng didn't react at all, he just watched the scene calmly.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable?" Ying Chanxi turned his head to look at Yan Zhusheng again, and couldn't help asking, "Aunt Yuan is like this..."

"Why should you feel bad?" Yan Zhusheng turned his head and asked.

"After all..." Ying Chanxi didn't know where to start and didn't know what to say for a moment.

But Yan Zhusheng shook his head: "I haven't seen my father since I was born, so your situation may be different."

"I was raised by my mother alone since I was a child."

"If she can find someone she likes, I don't think it matters."

Seeing her calmness, Ying Chanxi suddenly had a hint of doubt: "Zhu Sheng... you didn't know it before..."

Yan Zhusheng subconsciously shook his head when he heard Ying Chanxi's doubts, but then hesitated again, nodded gently, and then whispered: "I didn't know before, but I do have some doubts."

"Why do you doubt it?" Ying Chanxi asked, "How long ago was it?"

"It should have started last year, right?" Yan Zhusheng was not sure, and said hesitantly, "It's just that I ran into Uncle Ying at my house several times. Although he said he had work to discuss, what was it that had to be discussed at my house?"

Ying Chanxi fell silent and was a little speechless.

After being reminded by Yan Zhusheng, she recalled that there seemed to be such a time before when she went to record a song with Li Luo and Yan Zhusheng, and when she opened the door, she saw Ying Zhicheng changing his shoes and preparing to leave.

She didn't think much about it at the time, but when she thought about it again now, combined with the facts in front of her, Ying Chanxi came to an answer that made her feel a little disappointed.

My father may have had a close relationship with Aunt Yuan as early as a year ago, or even earlier.

But Ying Zhicheng never mentioned this matter to her.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Yan Zhusheng pointed ahead again: "They are leaving again, are you still following them?"

Upon hearing this, Ying Chanxi watched Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing's backs disappear around the corner of the alley. In the end, he shook his head and did not follow them.

……

At around nine o'clock in the evening, the group met at Jiefangbei and then walked towards the hotel.

Li Luo looked at Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng. Seeing that they were both a little depressed, he couldn't help but ask, "Are you too hot? Go back early and turn on the air conditioner."

"Yeah." Ying Chanxi nodded slightly. He didn't say much to Li Luo. He just secretly pulled Li Luo behind the crowd and then leaned on him.

At this moment, her originally somewhat disordered heart suddenly calmed down, as if a rootless leaf floating in the air finally found a home.

But when she saw Yan Zhusheng also coming close to Li Luo, she puffed up her lips again.

After returning to the hotel, Ying Chanxi took a shower first and then blow-dried his hair after coming out.

Because Yan Zhusheng had long hair, he usually washed it only once every few days. He quickly finished his shower and came out of the bathroom. While changing into clean clothes, he waved to Ying Chanxi.

"What's wrong?" Ying Chanxi asked puzzledly.

"I want to go and see what the relationship between my mom and your dad is like."

"It's just that kind of relationship..." Ying Chanxi became unhappy when he heard this, "Can you please stop talking about this?"

"I want to know if they will sleep in the same bed at night." Yan Zhusheng said seriously.

Ying Chanxi: “…”

Looking at Yan Zhusheng's serious expression, Ying Chanxi didn't know what to say, but Yan Zhusheng easily aroused his desire to explore.

So a few minutes later, the two of them arrived at the 9th floor of the hotel and found rooms 907 and 908.

These two rooms are opposite each other. Room 907 is Yuan Wanqing's room, and room 908 is Ying Zhicheng's.

Yan Zhusheng looked down at his phone, which showed that it was already ten o'clock in the evening.

Unfortunately, the hotel room had very good soundproofing, and the two of them couldn't hear any sound even when they stood at the door.

So Yan Zhusheng came to the door of 907, looked at Ying Chanxi, then raised his hand and knocked on the door of 907.

dong dong dong.

The door of the hotel room is very thick and the sound sounds very heavy.

Yan Zhusheng knocked several times, but no one responded in the room.

"It's also possible that Aunt Yuan was hungry and went out for a midnight snack?" Ying Chanxi turned his head to look at 908 opposite. When he thought of the scene that might have happened inside at this moment, he couldn't help but make up for it.

But Yan Zhusheng opened his cell phone and showed it to Ying Chanxi.

[Yan Zhusheng]: Mom, Li Luo is taking us out for a midnight snack. Do you and Uncle Ying want to go with us?
[Yuan Wanqing]: Ah? No, I've already taken a shower. I'm so tired after a day of shopping, so I'm going to bed first.

"It's also possible that Aunt Yuan fell asleep and didn't hear you knocking on the door?" Ying Chanxi bit her lip.

But Yan Zhusheng pointed to the time of the chat, which was only three minutes ago.

This time, Ying Chanxi was completely speechless.

She didn't dare to knock on the door of Room 908. After a long silence, she turned around and quickly left the place.

(End of this chapter)