Chapter 86: When Did the Kid Grow So Tall?

Chapter 86: When Did the Kid Grow So Tall?

Seeing Pei Ji sulking back to his room to change clothes after being scolded, Yuan Feng suddenly felt a pang of guilt.

He’s still a freshman, it’s normal for him not to pay much attention to what he wears.

Besides, two grown men can shower together without any issues,

so why should he be so particular about what he wears?!

He must have been affected by those dating shows,

with the ten-second kiss scenes still fresh in his mind...

Yuan Feng berated himself internally and hesitantly walked to Pei Ji’s door, raising his hand to knock.

However, the door opened from the inside.

A tall boy in a loose tank top stood before him.

Yuan Feng instinctively looked up, raising his gaze a bit.

He couldn’t help but be surprised,

When did the kid grow so tall?

He must be over 1.85 meters!

His physique is also...

much more muscular now, with those smooth muscle lines,

seeming even more defined than mine.

Could he have secretly gone to the gym? How did I not notice this before?!

While Yuan Feng was still in shock, the young face in front of him suddenly broke into a smile, “Uncle Yuan, are you hungry? I can make you some noodles?”

“Ah? Ah!” Yuan Feng belatedly rubbed his stomach, “I am actually quite hungry, but don’t trouble yourself, I can do it myself.”

As he turned to leave, Pei Ji grabbed his wrist, the warmth of his skin instantly transmitted, “Uncle Yuan, you just finished filming the variety show, you must be tired. Sit on the sofa and rest for a while,”

“The noodles will be ready soon.”

Yuan Feng sniffed, still finding him so considerate,

I really shouldn’t have...

Pei Ji had already headed to the kitchen, and Yuan Feng stammered, “Ji, Ji, I was harsh with my words, I apologize. From now on, you can wear whatever you want at home, Uncle won’t interfere.”

“Really?” Pei Ji turned around, smiling warmly, “Thank you, Uncle.”

The atmosphere finally eased a bit, and Yuan Feng slumped into the sofa, exhausted.

Due to his special status, he had been under constant stress during missions, and the sudden relaxation at home made him feel drowsy,

his eyelids drooping, his consciousness blurring,

falling into a half-asleep state.

After an unknown amount of time, Yuan Feng suddenly felt something was off,

as if someone was very close to him, their hot breath almost touching his nose...

Just as it was about to touch, he abruptly opened his eyes and reached back with one hand, “Don’t move!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, Yuan Feng deeply regretted them,

for when his vision cleared, he saw Pei Ji standing right in front of him, holding a bowl of noodles.

“Uncle Yuan, didn’t you quit your job? Why do you still have this habit,”

Pei Ji’s eyes curved, his handsome features making him a true campus heartthrob,

since his early teenage years, he had received countless love letters, and in college, he was often featured on the confession wall,

in short, he was a real celebrity.

Although Yuan Feng was good-looking, he still envied Pei Ji’s youth,

back in his day, all he did was train, with no chance to socialize...

“It’s a habit from my job,” Yuan Feng cut off his thoughts, got up, and took the bowl of noodles, heading to the dining table, “When I act crazy in the future, just pretend you don’t see me.”

With that, he eagerly picked up his chopsticks and took a bite of the noodles, “Sss—”

Pei Ji sat across from Yuan Feng, unable to hide his smile, “Be careful, it’s hot.”

“How does it taste?” he asked again.

Yuan Feng was starving, nodding as he slurped the noodles, “It’s good, your cooking has improved. Did you learn from a girlfriend?”

The curve on Pei Ji’s face instantly flattened into a straight line, “I don’t have a girlfriend, and I don’t plan to have one in the future.”

Teenagers say things like that, who would take them seriously,

Yuan Feng didn’t think much of it, smiling, he said,

“So you’re never going to get married?”

"Are kids these days all afraid of marriage?"

"Well..."

Before he could finish, Pei Ji leaned back in his chair, "It depends on who you marry."

"That's true," Yuan Feng agreed, "You should at least choose someone you like."

Pei Ji curled his lips, "Uncle Yuan, what if I like a guy? Could you accept it?"

"Cough, cough, cough—" Caught off guard, Yuan Feng choked and abruptly looked up at Pei Ji, "What?! A guy?!"

"Don't be silly. If you go down that road, I can't face your father!"

Pei Ji's tone suddenly turned cold, "I'll deal with my father myself, no need for you to worry!"

With that, he got up and left.

Yuan Feng watched him go, "You kid—"

"Between us, I'll definitely die first—"

The bedroom door slammed shut, the wind chime jingling angrily.

Yuan Feng stood there for a moment before muttering to himself as he picked up his chopsticks,

"Your temper is getting worse and worse."

"Even during the rebellious phase, it shouldn't last this long, right?"

————

Luo Chen, the sweet guest from the dating show, had just landed when he received a text message.

He glanced at it, and his expression immediately darkened,

"You've lost your chance on the dating show. Try to raise some money, or you'll be the top trending topic tomorrow!"

Luo Chen bit his lip and tapped on the keyboard,

"Brother Hang, Jian Li and the others are so cautious. Whoever leaves, the others keep an eye on them. I can't find any loopholes!"

After sending the message, he sat in the chauffeur-driven car, and the agent in the front seat turned around,

"This time, you were very restrained and seemed preoccupied. Is there something really wrong?"

Luo Chen forced a smile, "Brother, you must be mistaken. I'm fine. The other guests are just too attention-grabbing; I can't compete."

If this statement were posted on Weibo, the entire internet would agree.

Jian Li and the others were indeed too strong, truly the center of attention...

The agent said, "In such matters, there are pros and cons. If you piggyback on others' popularity, you have to be prepared to be a background figure."

"Brother," Luo Chen suddenly asked with more emphasis, "Can I leave the entertainment industry?"

The agent looked at him in surprise, "Are you crazy? Do you know how much the breach of contract fee is? It's a sum you couldn't earn in several lifetimes as an ordinary person."

Luo Chen gave a bitter laugh, "Yeah, I guess I was just dreaming."

After saying this, he fell silent.

The chauffeur-driven car lapsed into silence.

When they arrived at the rented apartment, the agent patted Luo Chen on the shoulder as he got out, "Don't think too much. Get a good night's sleep. There's always a way to solve any problem."

Luo Chen nodded, still feeling dejected but putting on a brave face as he waved goodbye to the agent.

He took the elevator to his floor, unlocked the door with his fingerprint, and pushed it open.

Seeing the small, cramped room, his mood became even more stifled and helpless.

Luo Chen didn't turn on the lights, walked straight into the darkness, then pulled open the window and looked down from the 13th floor.

The mottled tree shadows and gnarled branches seemed like the devil's beckoning claws...

Why not just jump?

End it all.

As Luo Chen asked himself this, one leg was already on the windowsill, about to flip over,

when his phone rang. He jumped, instinctively swiping to answer, "Who is it?"

"It's me," the voice in the earpiece was casual, "Jian Li."

"Get down here while I'm still talking nicely to you,"

"Or don't blame me for slapping you!"