Chapter 158
“Jin Lan’s busy. Ye Zifeng plans to confess to her, but she’s not even showing up. How about you invite her? No one else’s invitation works—only yours will.”
You damn … Isn’t this chaotic enough already?
At this point, Chen Fan could already imagine what would happen at tonight’s dinner.
Three guys into one girl? They’re bound to start fighting or getting competitive. And then you drag Jin Lan into this, and she’s got something going on with Ye Zifeng too. Isn’t it messy enough already?
You can’t run two storylines at once—one’s enough. Two will confuse the readers!
“I don’t think I have that kind of influence.”
Cao Zijin giggled, picked up the phone, and handed it to Chen Fan.
“It’s your mom.”
“You … Are you trying to die? Cao Zijin, what’s your deal? Why’d you contact my parents without my permission?”
“What did you say, you little punk? Do I need your permission to bond with my future daughter-in-law?”
Chen Fan quickly apologized, “Sorry, Mom, sorry! I didn’t know you were listening.”
“From what Xiao Cao told me, you’ve been hitting her when you’re bored?”
“I … No, it’s just that she wasn’t listening, so I raised my voice a little.”
“That’s still not okay! Don’t you know how many men are after Xiao Cao? In the entire capital circle, countless people are heartbroken that she picked you, and you dare talk to your future wife like that?”
“Mom, just tell me what’s up. Stop scolding me—I know I was wrong.”
“Hmm, I heard Jin Lan confessed to you?”
Pfft—Chen Fan felt his heart bleed. What the hell? How does Cao Zijin know my weakness?
Chen Fan did have one fatal flaw, something he’d agreed upon with the system.
The plot could play out as planned, and even if the Chen family fell apart, it wouldn’t matter—but his parents couldn’t be touched. If anything happened to them, Chen Fan would refuse to follow the story through.
This weakness—how did Cao Zijin figure it out? Something felt off about this woman.
“Hmm … You already know?”
“Sigh, I never thought my best friend would fall for you. No big deal, no big deal. If she likes you, just bring her home—we’ll take care of her too.”
Wait, Mom, I’m your son! Why do I feel like I’m some trash you picked up off the street?
“Mom, you know I like Lin Qingyue.”
“Forget it. Isn’t Cao Zijin good enough? Or Jin Lan? Even Zhu Yeqing’s great—they’re all better than Lin Qingyue.”
Exactly, exactly.
Over here, Cao Zijin nodded earnestly.
“But that’d be polygamy.”
“Then don’t marry them officially! Just hold a wedding banquet or two. What’s wrong with taking a few more wives? My son’s capable, so I’ll let him have his fun. Why not?”
Chen Fan perked up after hearing this.
Mom, you’re this progressive?
“Don’t do this—it’s too messy, too messy. I’m a bit traditional.”
“Your dad and I aren’t traditional—why are you? Doesn’t your old man have a mistress out there too? What’s the big deal? She still listens to him obediently.”
I don’t want to get involved in you two’s business.
Damn it.
Talking about this now—isn’t that just corrupting me?
“Mom, why bring this up?”
“Sigh, what’s the harm? It’s normal for men. Sometimes girls come to you on their own—it means you’ve got charm. That’s a good thing! How much you take advantage of it is up to you. Playing around is fine—young people do it. As long as your conscience is clear, it’s all good. Plus, you’re the only heir to the Chen family. Having a few more kids is acceptable—we’re fine with it.”
Damn, there’s no way to keep this conversation going.
After that, he handed the phone to Cao Zijin. She said, “Mom, don’t be mad at him. I’ll deal with him later.”
“Of course! Give him a good talking-to. His dad spoiled him too much. I know exactly what my son’s worth—you’ve got to help him out. In the future, the company and estate will be yours. We don’t need it—just don’t abandon us in our old age.”
“We won’t! We’ll take good care of you.”
The call ended. Cao Zijin looked at Chen Fan and handed him the phone.
Chen Fan shot her a disdainful glance, took it, and called Jin Lan.
“Jin Lan, sis.”
“I’m in a meeting. What’s up? Make it quick.”
“I … There’s a dinner tonight. Are you free?”
“I am … What time? Send me the location later.”
“Ye Zifeng and Ye Aotian will be there too.”
“No problem … It’s got nothing to do with me. I’m coming for you.”
With that, she hung up.
Chen Fan looked at Cao Zijin and said, “Done. Happy now?”
Cao Zijin hugged him and planted a kiss on his face.
Chen Fan wiped it off with a grimace.
“If you wipe it off again, I’ll kiss you again. We’re going to be a legal couple, you know? What’s wrong with me kissing my husband? Are you seriously disgusted by me?”
“Yeah, I am.”
Cao Zijin grinned, “Hehe, my husband’s still the best. Ye Zifeng’s practically begging on his knees, and she doesn’t even care. But one call from you, and the proud Jin Lan comes running like a simp, huh?”
Your choice of words—sure, it’s flattering, but is it appropriate?
Still, gotta admit, when it comes to buttering up a guy, Cao Zijin’s a pro. At least Chen Fan was secretly thrilled to hear it.
But if I just go along with everything you say, where’s my dignity?
Chen Fan said, “Fine, since you’ve already made a mess, I’ll stir things up too.”
Cao Zijin replied, “Great, her then.”
Damn it, I haven’t even said who yet—what are you doing?
“You … You know who I’m calling?”
“Of course! Your dream girl, the goddess of your life, the pure and untouchable woman. Sure, you’re not that guy anymore, but it doesn’t change anything.”
What the hell. Are you a demon or something?
“Fine, yeah, I was going to call Lin Qingyue.”
Since it’s already chaos, let’s just keep it chaotic. I want to see how far this mess can go.
With that, Chen Fan called Lin Qingyue. It rang once, then he hung up.
“Actually, never mind. Let’s not call her—too many people already.”
Just then, the phone rang back.
“Chen Fan, what’s that about? You call once and hang up? I ran out of a meeting room just to call you back. Is your phone out of credit or something?”
Chen Fan said, “Uh … Nothing, just calling to see what you’re up to.”
You finally remember I’m the main heroine? You finally recall you’re supposed to be my loyal simp? I feel like if I don’t show up soon, I’ll lose my spot as the top female lead.
“Thinking about you. Is that reason good enough?”
“Don’t say stuff you don’t mean. I know … you don’t love me.”
Damn it, you don’t want to hear the truth either, huh?
“I’m wondering when you’ll die so I can dance and gloat in front of your grave.”
Hmm, that’s the vibe. That’s exactly the taste, the feeling—keep it up.
“That sounds more normal. Are you coming to the dinner tonight?”
“You’re the one organizing it?”
“Yeah, there’ll be a lot of people. Ye Zifeng will be there, and your favorite, Ye Aotian, too.”
“Let me say this one last time: I don’t like Ye Aotian. It’s that guy’s one-sided delusion. If you bring this up again, I’ll … die right in front of you.”
No way, you can’t die. If you die, this novel’s done for.
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