“Brother Xu Feng, I will help you and Brother Yun Cheng, I wish you both happiness.”

“Brother Xu Feng, I will tell Auntie and my parents’ side, don’t worry, I wouldn’t disturb your wedding with Brother Yun Cheng.”

“Brother Xu Feng, should I call Brother Yun Cheng over tomorrow? I would explain it to him in person.”

Xu Feng collapsed weakly in his own lounge, his mind filled with An Yang’s voice from last night.

Last night, he had lost control for the first time, like a fool, asking repeatedly what had happened with An Yang, how he could have said that. But An Yang only said he had helped them.

He could only watch helplessly as An Yang went back to his room and locked the door, unable to say a word.

He couldn’t even find the room key, after all, he rarely stayed home.

Xu Feng really didn’t know what An Yang was thinking. He had already agreed to follow his mother’s wishes and live well with him, so why would he mention divorce?

…Moreover, Yun Cheng was busy with his project and hadn’t contacted him at all.

But if he said he didn’t want a divorce, after he had proposed it first, wouldn’t that make it his fault?

Besides, the conditions An Yang proposed were indeed the wishes he had mentioned before.

Xu Feng thought about it, and his expression grew even darker.

He had obviously gotten what he wanted, yet he felt humiliated, without any joy at all.

Brother Zhang looked at Xu Feng collapsing on the sofa, his expression shifting between gloomy and bright, and could only speak helplessly.

“Hey, I say, ancestor, didn’t you just say you didn’t want to marry An Yang? Marrying An Yang felt like it would kill you, and now it’s only been a few months, he’s taking the initiative to ask for a divorce, why are you acting so dramatic? Could it be that you don’t want the divorce?”

Brother Zhang’s words sounded like mockery to Xu Feng, and he immediately rebutted.

“How could I not want a divorce? We got the number this morning! Now we just needed to wait in line, and in three months we could get the certificate! By the way, don’t tell my parents about this. If they hear it from you first, the marriage might not end at all.”

Xu Feng spoke as if full of momentum, but anyone could see his bluster.

Brother Zhang looked even more helpless, but he was happy inside that An Yang would soon be free.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to see his subordinate artist, but honestly, staying by Xu Feng’s side had completely been a torment and psychological abuse for An Yang.

Previously, Brother Zhang couldn’t help An Yang escape the suffering, although he felt guilty, he didn’t risk himself. But now that An Yang had escaped on his own, he was quite pleased.

Yet on the surface, he still spoke worriedly.

“So, ancestor, what exactly are you still worrying about? Shouldn’t you happily divorce An Yang and then go get the certificate with Yun Cheng? An Yang even planned to take all the responsibility on himself, so why are you still so dejected?”

Xu Feng opened his mouth but couldn’t say a word, showing a pensive expression. Brother Zhang felt uneasy seeing Xu Feng like that, if he really started using his completely unused brain, An Yang would be the one suffering.

“Alright, alright, forget all that for now. The concert is the most important. Ancestor, this is your chance to revive your fame! We spent a huge cost to get Teacher Qin here to help you, otherwise, he really wouldn’t have come.”

Before Xu Feng could think it through, his attention was diverted. Hearing Brother Zhang, he snorted.

“When did I ever need to rely on Qin Shi that silent guy for profit? I’ve always been popular, okay? The presale tickets sold out in ten minutes, that proves my ability, right?”

Xu Feng said proudly.

Brother Zhang didn’t argue. This time, they didn’t arrange any shills, only a few scalpers got tickets early to resell at high prices.

Xu Feng had some ability, and whether he could retain these fans depended on him.

Now, because the Xu family was being targeted by the Qin family, they couldn’t allocate much liquidity to support Xu Feng—unless he paired up with a trending artist to stir hype. Otherwise, this time he really had to rely on raw talent.

Brother Zhang thought and couldn’t help speaking sternly.

“Go rehearse immediately. Teacher Qin will be here soon. You don’t want to lose in skills to him in front of him, do you? He hasn’t sung for a long time.”

Brother Zhang deliberately mentioned Qin Shi to Xu Feng, naturally igniting Xu Feng’s fighting spirit.

During this period, because of his reckless words, the family had fallen into financial crisis, but Xu Feng didn’t think he was very wrong. He had just spoken what he saw—was it unreasonable to ruin the family finances?

But he knew business wasn’t always fair, so he couldn’t clash with Qin Shi.

He didn’t dare to say anything in front of Qin Shi, only holding it in and aiming to surpass him in skill, proving he was the stronger one.

With this drive, he naturally pushed An Yang out of his mind and focused fully on rehearsal. His skills were indeed impressive, otherwise, he couldn’t have enchanted An Yang so deeply back then.

Yet in breaks, he sometimes thought of An Yang, remembering both his good qualities and how easily he had spoken of divorce.

Whenever this happened, either Brother Zhang interrupted him to rehearse, or Yun Cheng took him out to relax, or Qin Shi would show off his performance skills.

…Although he didn’t understand why Yun Cheng always appeared at the right time, he didn’t want to question it. Just seeing Yun Cheng made him happy.

Xu Feng worked hard like this for three months, even on the day they went to get the divorce certificate, Brother Zhang had to transport him from home to the civil affairs bureau.

He groggily confirmed several times, but didn’t look at the certificate even after getting it. It wasn’t until he went out the main gate and An Yang spoke that he suddenly realized.

Xu Feng looked at the divorce certificate in his hand, then at the one An Yang held. His previously foggy mind felt like it had been doused with ice water and cleared immediately.

He… seemed to have divorced.

He had really divorced An Yang.

He had completely no connection with An Yang anymore.

Xu Feng froze in place, not understanding how he had suddenly divorced, or how he had suddenly gotten the certificate in his hand.

He should have had three months left, shouldn’t he?

While Xu Feng struggled to process this, An Yang’s voice came.

“Brother Xu Feng, I wish you and Brother Yun Cheng happiness in your marriage.”

Looking at the young man smiling brightly in front of him, Xu Feng realized for the first time that An Yang wasn’t unattractive at all—he looked like the young son of a wealthy family.

‘Actually, An Yang looked like a doll when he was a child, quite cute. So… when exactly did I start disliking him?’

Xu Feng thought blankly, but An Yang didn’t wait for a response, he simply said naturally,

“Brother Xu Feng, I have something to do, so I need to go to the company. I’ll send the news to my parents and Aunt Xu later. Remember not to go home these days, or Aunt Xu might scold you.”

With that, An Yang quickly walked to a company-assigned car nearby, where his assistant had been waiting for him for a long time.

Xu Feng stared blankly as An Yang got in the car and drove out of sight.

He realized that after marrying An Yang, he hadn’t even thought about buying him a car, even though he should have had a driver’s license.

And the couple from the An family hadn’t thought about buying him a car either, instead, they kept replacing their own cars one after another.

Xu Feng didn’t know why so many thoughts suddenly flooded his mind, nor why news of An Yang kept surfacing in his head. He thought he might just be sentimental because of the divorce today, and maybe going out for a drink with friends would help.

With this in mind, he opened his phone.

An Yang didn’t know what Xu Feng was thinking behind him, he just looked at the sunlight outside the window and felt more relaxed than ever.

That evening, in the private room of a bar.

“—You’re not him, you’re not An Yang, I want An Yang here!”

Yun Cheng looked at this madman, who had called him over and was now shouting for An Yang, and felt his fists clench.

The rich playboys beside him quietly raised their glasses to cover their faces.

Although Yun Cheng knew Xu Feng wasn’t very smart, he didn’t expect him to be so foolish that he only realized he had feelings for An Yang after divorcing him.

Yun Cheng was extremely glad to have escaped in time. At most, during the divorce cooling-off period, he had agreed to An Yang’s request to appear occasionally in front of Xu Feng to ensure the divorce went smoothly.

Although Yun Cheng didn’t know why An Yang suddenly became clear-headed, seeing Xu Feng now, he truly thought An Yang had done the right thing.

Moreover, by not giving Xu Feng time to think, An Yang had gotten the divorce certificate in one precise move within three months—Yun Cheng had to admit, that was impressive.

‘This little love-struck brain works pretty well once it clears up’ Yun Cheng thought with some appreciation.

Then, hearing Xu Feng shouting “An Yang, An Yang,” his expression turned a bit disdainful. He hated himself for having once blindly chosen Xu Feng. Why hadn’t he cut his losses in time? Otherwise, he wouldn’t still have to come here to comfort Xu Feng.

He was now even afraid to be in the same room with this guy.

Yun Cheng genuinely suspected that when Xu Feng saw his face, he would blame him for all his mistakes—just as he had previously blamed everything on An Yang.

Thinking this, Yun Cheng shivered. It seemed he had to return all the gifts Xu Feng had given him before.

This guy was capable of doing such a thing, and Xu Feng might not even see it as stingy, but as punishment like in a novel from a domineering CEO.

While mentally tallying the gifts Xu Feng had given him, Yun Cheng was also relieved he hadn’t been greedy for Xu Feng’s money.

Otherwise, he might really have been in trouble this time.

Thinking this, Yun Cheng said to the slightly embarrassed playboys present,

“It seems Xu Feng got drunk. I won’t stay long either, after all, I have a boyfriend. It would be bad if there was a misunderstanding.”

Yun Cheng decisively confirmed the boyfriend story with the little host.

Whether the host knew he was his boyfriend wasn’t important, a few kind words would smooth things over. He had many boyfriends, so he didn’t care about just this one.

Saying that, Yun Cheng ignored the playboys’ attempts to keep him and quickly ran to the corridor outside, then dashed down the stairs.

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Never had Xu Feng seen Yun Cheng, usually so gentle, move so fast—as if a pack of spoiled rich kids were being chased by dogs…

They exchanged a glance.

Good. Now, who would take Xu Feng home?

Getting Xu Feng home wasn’t hard. The tricky part was that the Xu family would definitely ask what Xu Feng had done.

Should they really reveal from their mouths that Xu Feng had divorced An Yang?

Everyone knew why Old Master Xu had decided on An Yang in the first place. Many in the social circle had envied Xu Feng. Who would’ve thought he would blow it himself?

Even if Yun Cheng didn’t want to stay by Xu Feng’s side—a piece of good news—the Xu family might not see it as good news but as a problem.

The group of rich kids originally planned to send Liang Qing to the Xu house. After all, he had just received a project, so in front of the Xu family, he clearly had a better survival chance than the rest.

But Liang Qing, with a sour face, said: “You know, our family was set up by the Qin family recently, and we’re still recovering. The Xu family might not show us any favor.”

The rich kids thought he had a point, and after discussing, they made a decision.

—Call Xu Feng’s manager.

Late at night, Brother Zhang, hugging his cat in bed, received the call: “……”

In his past life, he slaughtered pigs, in this life, he taught.

Although he was a manager, he now felt like a kindergarten teacher.

When Teacher Zhang received Xu Feng, he kept shouting An Yang’s name.

But Zhang Ge wouldn’t call An Yang late at night and disturb his sleep.

Even if he called An Yang over, the next day, would Xu Feng admit he had called? Uncertain.

So Brother Zhang didn’t delay, he drove quickly toward the Xu residence. To his surprise, the house was fully lit—even the living room lights were on.

Strange, but he didn’t mind. He handed Xu Feng over to the butler.

When the butler asked what had happened, Brother Zhang helplessly said,

“Ah Feng got drunk at the bar with friends. Their friends were also drunk, couldn’t send him, so here I am.”

The butler nodded knowingly and whispered,

“It’s because of the divorce between the young master and young master An, right?”

Brother Zhang was surprised, he didn’t know how the butler knew. The butler sighed and pointed to the brightly lit living room,

“The young master already sent a message to Madam’s phone. Now Madam is questioning the An family inside. That couple is also there, but no one can reach the young master—he probably enabled Do Not Disturb, and with President Ye protecting him, no one dares disturb him.”

The butler looked sympathetically at Xu Feng still calling for An Yang.

—If Xu Feng went inside, he’d be in big trouble.

Brother Zhang broke out in a cold sweat, looked at the butler’s supportive gesture, and quietly carried Xu Feng back to the car.

If Xu Feng went in, the news tomorrow might read: “Xu Feng assaulted by family, dies at home.”

Brother Zhang started the car, floored it, and the butler shouted in unison: “Young master is taken away!”

Perfect coordination. Both workers avoided blame.

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However, when Brother Zhang dropped Xu Feng at the hotel, he felt he had forgotten something.

After thinking, he still couldn’t find it. The paparazzi were handled, nothing could leak to the media.

Until the next day, the Xu family called him—only then did he realize what he had forgotten.

—He had forgotten the rich kids he failed to warn, they had spread the news of Xu Feng divorcing An Yang to most of the elite families!

Brother Zhang: What were they thinking?

The next morning, Xu Feng woke up, unaware he had narrowly escaped disaster, fully immersed in the fact he had divorced.

Then he realized the news had spread throughout most of the elite, and everyone knew he had divorced.

Yet Xu Feng, desperate to save face, acted casually. He planned to go to a rehearsal, and just entering the lounge, he ran into Xu mother sitting authoritatively in the rehearsal room.

She slapped him, leaving a red mark.

Luckily, it wasn’t a scratch, it would fade in two or three days, which made Brother Zhang relieved.

But Brother Zhang had to explain to Xu mother the importance of Xu Feng’s face. Xu mother initially thought of pulling Brother Zhang away, but when Brother Zhang explained how important this concert was to Shixing, and that President Ye and Qin family would attend, Xu mother reluctantly withdrew her hand.

Then she unleashed a verbal assault on Xu Feng.

From Xu Feng’s behavior during marriage with An Yang to all the resentments she had, from him failing to inform the family to not bringing anything good home, even making the family clean up his mess.

Xu Feng initially felt guilty, but as Xu mother scolded more, he grew impatient.

The topic cycled back to old arguments: mention An Yang, Xu Feng mentions Yun Cheng. Mother and son left on bad terms.

Xu Feng didn’t know the next blow awaited him.

—The next day, Yun Cheng returned all the gifts Xu Feng had sent.

He explained that his boyfriend had gotten jealous seeing them, so they were returned.

Carefree young master: Huh?

Yun Cheng’s action pierced Xu Feng’s heart again.

Later, he tried to show off at a gathering with friends, claiming Yun Cheng was better than An Yang—he even returned all the gifts!—but a friend shattered that defense.

“Ah? Feng, you gave An Yang gifts?”

Xu Feng: “…”

The gathering ended in an unpleasant mood.

After these repeated blows, Xu Feng brooded deeply for a while. Brother Zhang rejoiced, Xu Feng’s face was still marketable, and his silent melancholy made him mysteriously attractive to fans.

Brother Zhang quickly secured magazine endorsements and covers, exploiting Xu Feng’s gloom to the max.

But where there’s joy, there’s sorrow. While Brother Zhang focused on profiting from Xu Feng’s melancholy, Xu Feng was quietly setting traps for him.

One day in the lounge, Xu Feng suddenly dropped a bomb on Brother Zhang.

“Brother Zhang, I’ve figured it out. I’m going to confess to An Yang at the concert! I want him back!”

Xu Feng said excitedly.

“It was my fault for treating him that way. I thought An Yang was after my money, but it was his parents forcing him. It’s all the An couple’s fault. I’m going to reveal them at the concert! Confess to An Yang! Bring him back!”

Brother Zhang, calculating the concert profits over the next half month, slowly turned: “Ah?”

But Brother Zhang ordeal didn’t end.

After Xu Feng filled him with how he wronged An Yang and needed to make amends, Brother Zhang, dizzy, walked out and ran straight into Qin Shi.

The pale but handsome, brooding young man looked at Brother Zhang and, unusually, raised his tone: “I want to add a segment before the concert where performers interact with family and friends—to show family harmony and friendship.”

Brother Zhang: “……”

Who?

Which family?

What harmony?

Families fighting each other are harmonious?

Brother Zhang looked at Qin Shi’s expressionless face and wondered if his perception was wrong…

Or if this young master was planning trouble.

His first thought: Qin Shi wanted to use the concert to steal President Ye.

But on second thought, unlikely. Qin Shi had left the entertainment circle, wasn’t an idol anymore. He was just earning for accompaniment, his name listed under the band, not expecting idol-level treatment.

Brother Zhang thought blankly: ‘Only Xu Feng’s fans got unlucky…’

“Xu Feng needs to coordinate with the Xu family, and the security team must be told. Whoever can come, let them come…”

He muttered, worried he couldn’t stop a potential chaos.

[“…Did he have this hairstyle three months ago?”]

Ye Wangxing was shocked seeing Brother Zhang, greeting guests, his shiny scalp like a bald patch.

A calm voice spoke: “[It’s stress-related hair loss. Xu Feng’s confession and Qin Shi’s plans probably caused him considerable stress.]”

Ye Wangxing nodded knowingly. In the original plot, Brother Zhang bore heavy pressure and was later fired by the crazed Xu Feng over a bizarre reason: “Why didn’t you save An Yang?”

Even the snack stall had witnessed his blood and tears.

Thinking of it, Ye Wangxing felt sympathy for Brother Zhang.

Brother Zhang realized: ‘…President Ye, you might want to pity yourself instead. Young Master Qin is clearly coming for you!’

But ten minutes later, Brother Zhang chose to pity himself.

“President Qin! You’re here too!”

Brother Zhang looked at the blond man in front of him and made a sharp crackling sound.

 

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