Chapter 315: 315

After all the dishes were served, dinner began.

Song Jinze thoughtfully served Ye Zhenzhen a bowl of duck soup, "Have some soup first to warm your stomach."

"Thank you."

Xiao Yi watched the interaction between the two and pursed his lips in disapproval, picking up a chopstick full of bamboo shoots, but the taste of ginger that came with it... was so spicy and nauseating to him.

Song Jinze noticed Xiao Yi’s facial expression and also picked up some bamboo shoots, then deliberately picked out the ginger threads with leisurely movements.

After eating, he said to Xiao Yi with a smile, "Hmm, the bamboo shoots are quite good."

His and Xiao Yi’s tastes were similar, liking and disliking mostly the same things.

Feige noticed Song Jinze picking out the ginger threads and Xiao Yi’s facial expression, tried to stifle a laugh and served Xiao Yi a bowl of soup, "Have some soup."

Having some soup would alleviate the spiciness.

She knew Xiao Yi wasn’t someone who couldn’t handle spicy food, it was just ginger he particularly disliked.

And it looked like Song Jinze also didn’t eat ginger — what was this, harming the enemy a thousand and self-harming eight hundred!

Whether it was worth it or not, only he knew.

Ye Zhenzhen took a sip of the soup, "The flavor of the dishes from this restaurant is really good."

Especially this old duck soup, which seemed to be simmered with pickled radish, didn’t taste greasy and had a slightly sour and sweet flavor, which was very fresh and delicious.

Xiao Yi responded, "Of course."

The place he chose couldn’t be wrong.

Ye Zhenzhen raised her tea cup to Xiao Yi, "Xiao Yi, I’ll toast with tea instead of wine, whether it was filming oranges during the live broadcast or taking on today’s script, thank you for helping me out of consideration for Song Jinze."

She could tell that despite all the quarreling and disagreeing, the relationship between these two men seemed quite deep.

And the favors Xiao Yi had done for her before now made sense; he had helped her because of Song Jinze, not for any other reason...

She addressed it so openly today because she wanted to block any issues that had or hadn’t happened.

Xiao Yi also lifted his tea cup, "There’s no need to be polite. Helping you wasn’t entirely because of Song Jinze."

Seeing Ye Zhenzhen’s past and current behavior, he felt she probably had forgotten or, rather, never took it seriously in the first place.

After some thought, he lifted his left hand, "Here, have you forgotten?"

Ye Zhenzhen’s mind raced, trying hard to recall any interactions the original host had had with Xiao Yi...

Does the memory in her mind have a bug? She really had no recollection at all.

Or was it because the original host was a supporting character, so many details were not explained in the original story, resulting in her having memories that weren’t comprehensive?

Song Jinze watched the scar on Xiao Yi’s left arm, furrowed his brows slightly, and remained silent, waiting for them to speak.

"It seems you really have forgotten. I helped you, not only because of Song Jinze but because I owe you a favor. I initially thought about repaying it with my body..."

What started as a very serious topic was interrupted by Xiao Yi’s last sentence, breaking the solemn mood.

"You won’t have that chance," Song Jinze interrupted him.

Ye Zhenzhen: ...

Suddenly, she remembered the original host’s earlier mention of taking Xiao Chen to meet Xiao Yi — so what the original host had said was true, and it wasn’t a lie to the child.

That’s why later, after her variety show ended and meeting Xiao Yi went so smoothly...

So, the person Xiao Yi was grateful to or liked was also the original host.

"Who says I won’t have the chance? Maybe one day Zhenzhen will get tired of you and want to switch husbands," Xiao Yi said with a playful smile curling on his lips, his eyes unwaveringly fixed on Song Jinze.

Ye Zhenzhen immediately replied, "Hey, hey... don’t drag me into the grudge between you two, I’m innocent. As for the favor Xiao Yi mentioned, it’s really not a big deal. To swear oneself to someone, that’s taking it too seriously. Look, it was so trivial that I forgot about it myself."

If it had really come to the point of swearing oneself to another, the point of mutual affection, how could the original owner have fallen for Song Jinze?

After thinking it over, she said to Xiao Yi, "Moreover, you know how deep the waters are in this circle. As a female artist, and a married one playing the role of a stepmother at that, the jokes you just made should just stay behind closed doors among friends. Let’s not bring them up again in the future."

Acting was her job and her career; she couldn’t afford to let these groundless jokes drag her into a quagmire...

Feige: ...

That hit the nail on the head, old iron!

To be rejected by the woman you like, right in front of her husband!

While feeling sorry for Xiao Yi, Feige also greatly admired Ye Zhenzhen’s intelligence. Such a woman lived with real clarity, never giving Xiao Yi any opportunity right from the start.

Besides, she shouldn’t give Xiao Yi an opportunity!

Fate is something that’s destined by heaven. If they were indebted to each other and no further action was taken, then it was Xiao Yi’s loss, a case of fate without destiny.

As for Song Jinze, he ended up marrying Ye Zhenzhen, and that was their fate.

Xiao Yi realized that his words had caused trouble and pressure for Ye Zhenzhen, and he laughed, "Right, just a joke, just a joke!"

Feige quickly teased, "We’re all friends here, no outsiders. A little bit of teasing and it’s over."

After the joke, the room suddenly fell silent.

Ye Zhenzhen stood up. "I’m going to the restroom."

Perhaps this would also relieve the slightly awkward atmosphere.

After Ye Zhenzhen left, the three men in the private room didn’t say a word, the atmosphere plummeting to freezing point in an instant.

Feige thought it over—with them being old acquaintances, his presence might be somewhat inconvenient, so he also found an excuse to step out to make a phone call.

For a while, only Song Jinze and Xiao Yi were left in the private room.

Song Jinze broke the silence first, "Have you found out about it? About what happened back then?"

Xiao Yi looked at him irritably, "I’ve found out. Ziyi’s incident had nothing to do with you, but don’t think that makes me forgive you.

I’ve known Ziyi since we were four years old. My bond with him is the deepest. Xiao Chen should have been raised by me."

Song Jinze said seriously, "If you had chosen to return to the Xiao family to manage the company back then, I might have considered what you just said.

But I won’t hand over Xiao Chen to you. I am the one who owes Ziyi, and it should be me who raises his child to adulthood. Xiao Chen is now my son."

Xiao Yi’s eyebrows twitched slightly, "Does Zhenzhen know about Xiao Chen’s background?"

"Not yet. I’ll find the right opportunity to tell her."

Song Jinze’s words were spoken without much thought, but they hit Xiao Yi hard.

Xiao Yi’s expression instantly darkened. Ye Zhenzhen didn’t know about Xiao Chen’s background but was still willing to marry Song Jinze. This only meant one thing: she truly liked that bastard Song Jinze.

She liked him so much that it didn’t matter to her whether or not the child was his.

Speaking of Ye Zhenzhen, Song Jinze noticed that she hadn’t come back yet and stood up, "I’m going to look for Zhenzhen. When you have time, come home to visit Uncle Xiao and Aunt Xiao, and stop throwing tantrums like a child."

Xiao Yi retorted, "Song Jinze, you’re just half a day older than me, aren’t you? Why do you always speak like an old pedant?"

"Because I’m more mature than you, forget it, you wouldn’t understand. You’re still young."

Xiao Yi: ...

Fuck~

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