After saying his piece, Wang on the other end of the line hung up.

Up ahead, as Xu Enzhen was walking, she noticed the child hadn't kept up. She stopped and turned back with a curious look, "Suisui, why did you stop?"

Jian Xingsui paused for a moment, then hurriedly caught up, saying, "I received a call."

Shen Xingchen inquired, "Who was it?"

Faced with that question, Jian Xingsui's first instinct was to downplay it, to pretend everything was fine. He had grown accustomed to dealing with issues on his own, having felt alone for so long.

But now, as everyone looked at him with concern, Jian Xingsui felt a tightness in his heart. He took a moment, sighed softly, and then shared, "My previous management company reached out. There's a bit of a problem I might need to handle."

Shen Xingchen asked with a hint of annoyance, "That one, Bankrupt Entertainment?"

Jian Xingsui nodded, "Yes."

Shen Xingchen, curious, questioned, "Haven’t they gone bankrupt yet?"

Jian Xingsui shook his head, "No, there seems to be some dispute between us, from when I was on that show..."

He spoke succinctly about his experiences on the show, quickly mentioning the million and being pressured to drop out, the threats over the phone, without elaborating too much on his suffering.

He didn’t want those who cared about him to feel pain on his behalf.

What Jian Xingsui didn’t realize was that his understated way of sharing these hardships made them even more heartbreaking.

Xu Enzhen’s eyes reddened. Gripping Jian Xingsui’s hand with a trembling rage, she exclaimed, "It's too much! How could they treat you like this? These people act like they own the world!"

Shen Xingchen, always the straightforward one, slapped the table, "So that's what happened! Does Bankrupt Entertainment have a death wish, bullying my younger brother? Why didn’t you tell me? You can be so thick-headed sometimes."

Jian Xingsui replied with a wry smile, "Telling you would have just caused more trouble."

Shen Xingchen was choked up.

Across the table, the more level-headed Shen Minglang interjected on Jian's behalf, "Given the situation back then, with every company having contracts, telling him wouldn't have changed anything. In fact, with his temperament, he might have made things worse."

Annoyed, Shen Xingchen retorted, "Brother, you really underestimate me! Is there anything I can't handle?"

Shen Minglang countered, "Do you know how to terminate a contract to minimize losses? Do you know how to actually bankrupt 'Bankrupt Entertainment'?"

Shen Xingchen was stumped, "Sometimes, using brute force isn’t the answer."

Shen Minglang took the upper hand, adjusted his glasses with an air of sophistication, and said to Jian Xingsui, trying to score some points, "In the future, call me if you need anything."

Caught off guard, Jian Xingsui quickly replied, his voice soft and tinged with gratitude, "Thank you, big brother."

A faint smile appeared on Shen Minglang’s face.

In truth, he had always secretly wished for a gentle, obedient younger brother – preferably the soft and adorable kind. He felt life hadn’t been fair to him, having to deal with the rambunctious Shen Xingchen. Just when he had resigned to his fate, life had a surprise in store.

Meanwhile, Shen Yong, sitting across, clearly took after his elder brother in temperament.

Shen Yong began, "Ming Lang, while you may know more than Xing Chen, you're still not part of the entertainment industry. Perhaps it would be best to entrust this matter to the eldest son of the Fu family. He's dependable, efficient, and well-connected in the entertainment world. He should handle it well."

"The Fu family?"

Jian Xing Sui was taken aback, a suspicion forming in his heart.

Shen Ming Lang didn’t object. "Of course, I'm aware of Fu Jin Xie's capabilities. He's probably better suited for this." Adjusting his glasses, he added, "I've always been on good terms with Jin Xie. I'll call him shortly, discuss the situation, and see if he's willing to help. If he agrees, it should all work out."

Jian Xing Sui hesitated, "You mean... the movie star Fu?"

Shen Ming Lang nodded, "Yes, your teacher Fu."

For reasons unknown, even though he realized his elder brother had no other implications, upon hearing "your teacher Fu", Jian Xing Sui's ears involuntarily reddened. He shyly looked down, pondering that it felt like ages since he last saw Fu Jin Xie. He had assumed they would never meet again in this lifetime.

Shen Yong mistakenly thought he was still worried.

"Rest assured about this matter," Shen Yong spoke with commanding authority, seated at the front, "Even if a peaceful termination isn't possible, it's just a company. If needed, we can simply acquire it. No one should dare to mistreat a child of our family."

Words that resounded deeply, emanating an aura of contained fury.

They filled the heart with an overwhelming sense of security. Hearing this, ripples of emotion stirred in Jian Xing Sui's heart.

Growing up in the Jian family, whenever he made mistakes, his relatives were quick to reprimand him for tarnishing the family's reputation. Even if bullied, they'd retort with "Why did they pick on you and not someone else?"

For the first time, he felt such unbridled favoritism and protection.

Moved, Jian Xing Sui whispered, "Thank you, dad. I understand."

Shen Yong stiffened almost imperceptibly. The powerful Shen responded gently, as if to not startle a child, "No need for thanks in the future. You're my son; we're family now."

Only then did Jian Xing Sui nod softly.

While Shen maintained a calm exterior, his heart was overjoyed. Yes, like with his eldest son, he had always hoped for an affectionate and tender child.

Unfortunately, his eldest was naturally aloof, even more profit-driven in business than Shen himself.

And as for his second son? Obedience and gentleness were alien concepts.

Jian Xing Sui's nature deeply touched Shen Yong's heart. But being a reserved executive, Shen wasn't adept at displaying his emotions. So even upon hearing the word "dad," his elation was kept under wraps.

Xu En Zhen held Jian Xing Sui's hand, "Sui Sui, did they continuously harass you after the show ended?"

Jian Xing Sui nodded, "They contacted me once or twice."

Xu En Zhen was visibly upset, "All over that one million? How utterly audacious!"

Not wanting to see his mother distressed, Jian Xing Sui consoled her, "It's okay, mom. It's in the past."

What he didn't realize was the root of Xu En Zhen's sorrow. To their family, a million was inconsequential. Yet, it was this sum that had caused her son so much humiliation.

Thinking further, Xu En Zhen said, "Sui Sui, send your bank details to mom."

Jian Xingsui was perplexed, hesitating, "What's this for?"

"For everyday expenses and travels. Since you're not formally working yet, let me transfer some spending money to you," Xu Enzhen said. As if worried he might decline, she added, "Your elder brothers have allowances too."

Initially wanting to decline, Jian Xingsui hesitated upon hearing her words.

Shen Xingchen patted his shoulder, advising, "Just send it over."

Shen Yong also chimed in, "Good idea. Start a group chat, Xingchen, and add your younger brother."

The Shen family rarely communicated, as everyone was always busy. They seldom met, usually relying on maids to convey messages or just making calls. Recently, they met more often due to Jian Xingsui, and he was also the reason they considered creating a group chat.

Shen Xingchen responded, "Alright!"

A group was swiftly created with the name: 【Family of Love】.

Shen Minglang, poker-faced, commented, "Such a clichéd name."

Shen Xingchen retorted, "How is that clichéd?"

Ignoring him, Shen Minglang tweaked the group's name to: 【Shen Family Communication Group】.

Shen Yong frowned upon seeing it, commenting, "Too formal."

His eldest son was great in many ways, but sometimes, he could be overly formal and profit-driven.

After some thought, Xu Enzhen, smiling warmly, renamed the group: 【Home of the Stars】.

...

Everyone seemed content with the new name, with no further objections.

Shen Xingchen remarked, "It's poetic, sounds good."

Shen Minglang nodded in approval, becoming increasingly fond of his brother, "It's decent."

Jian Xingsui blushed slightly, murmuring, "Isn't it a bit..."

"It's perfect," Shen Yong affirmed, sharing a loving glance with his wife, "The lady always knows best."

Xu Enzhen grinned, replying confidently, "Of course!"

After sharing his bank account details in the group, Jian Xingsui headed home.

Shen Yong and Shen Minglang went back to work, while Xu Enzhen prepared to cook dinner as they were expecting guests. Shen Xingchen went to rest, and Jian Xingsui decided to take a bath.

Just as he was undressing, his phone buzzed with a message: "Your account ending in 2436 received a transfer of 500,000 yuan, remaining balance: 500,100 yuan. Sender: Shen Xingchen."

Jian Xingsui: ?

Why was the allowance sent by his elder brother?

Also, isn't this monthly allowance a bit excessive? Perhaps a few extra zeroes were mistakenly added?

Jian Xingsui looked at his phone, puzzled. His clothes were already off, making it inconvenient to head downstairs and ask. He decided to wait until after his shower.

Just as he set his phone down, another message notification rang out: "Your account ending in 2436 received a transfer of 1,000,100 yuan. Sender: Xu Enzhen."

Jian Xingsui's eyes widened. Before he could process the surprise, two more message notifications arrived, both transfers:

"Your account ending in 2436 received a transfer of 1,000,100 yuan. Sender: Shen Minglang."

"Your account ending in 2436 received a transfer of 5,000,100 yuan. Sender: Shen Yong. Your total balance now stands at 7,500,100 yuan."

Jian Xingsui stood in a daze, staring at the figures on the screen, struggling to count the zeros.

They call this... spending money?

...

Elsewhere

Seated in a business vehicle, father and son were both staring at their phone screens. After completing the transfers, they put their phones away.

With feigned casualness, Shen Yong remarked, "Sent Xingsui his allowance?"

Shen Minglang nodded, "Yes, a bit."

Shen Yong reciprocated, "I sent some too."

The two exchanged glances, mistrust apparent in their eyes, each suspecting the other of trying to win Xingsui's favor secretly.

Shen Minglang cautiously probed, "After all, it's a monthly allowance. I didn't want to overwhelm him with too much right away. Just enough for his needs."

Shen Yong, poised and seemingly unflappable, responded softly, "I just wanted to make a small gesture."

Silence.

The vehicle was engulfed in quiet once again.

Each man had his suspicions, neither buying into the other's pretense.

afternoon

Shortly after, Jian Xingsui received a call and headed downstairs. The caller introduced herself as Fu Jinxiu's agent, claiming she was outside the Shen residence and wanted to discuss a contract privately with Xingsui.

He responded in surprise, "Are you Miss Wang?"

Wang Meican chuckled, "Is it that unexpected?"

"It's just unexpected," said Jian Xingsui, rushing downstairs while expressing his respect, "I've long heard of your renowned status in the industry – a top-tier agent. I never thought I'd meet you."

Wang Meican's impression of the young man she'd never met grew fonder, smiling, "The pleasure is mine. Hurry, I'm waiting outside."

Jian Xingsui replied, "Alright."

After ending the call, Wang Meican reflected with some emotion.

Logically speaking, it was merely a matter of terminating a contract, which should not require her direct involvement. Even if the call had come through Fu Jinxiao asking for assistance, Wang Meican could have easily delegated the task. However, what was astonishing was that Fu Jinxiao, who usually remained aloof from such matters, explicitly instructed her during planning, "You handle this personally."

Wang Meican was taken aback at the time.

What shocked her the most was when Fu Jinxiao, despite just landing from a flight that morning and needing rest, decided to accompany her to meet Jian Xingsui. His protective demeanor was as if he was concerned someone might bully Jian Xingsui.

Jian Xingsui hurriedly descended the stairs and was about to greet Wang Meican after opening the car door when he was met with another handsome face.

Fu Jinxiao reclined leisurely on the back seat of the car, donning an elegant black suit fit for formal occasions, appearing like a refined aristocrat. His attractive face bore a casual smile, "What a coincidence."

Startled, Jian Xingsui straightened up instinctively, a reaction he developed from his student days when seeing a teacher. However, due to his nervousness, he overdid it and nearly bumped his head on the car's roof.

Fu Jinxiao raised an eyebrow in mild surprise.

Slightly embarrassed, Jian Xingsui settled himself and respectfully greeted, "It's been a while, Professor Fu."

Observing the naive young man, Fu Jinxiao responded with a touch of amusement, "Indeed, it's been long. But now that you've left 'Starlight', you needn't call me 'Professor' anymore."

Jian Xingsui replied, "I couldn't possibly do that. You've taught and guided me. Even if I've left 'Starlight', I'll always remember your kindness."

Fu Jinxiao quirked an eyebrow, "Really?"

Jian Xingsui nodded earnestly, "Truly!"

Fu Jinxiao, teasingly drawling, remarked, "Strange. I haven't received any call or even a message from you in months. Are those just sweet words?"

Alarmed at the possibility of a misunderstanding, Jian Xingsui hastily clarified, "No, no! I just didn't want to disturb you."

Fu Jinxiao observed Jian's slightly panicked demeanor, his fair complexion, and lengthening hair, which made him look both elegant and beautiful. The slight blush from his anxiety made him appear all the more endearing.

Wang Meican, observing silently, thought, "..."

Can her artist even act maturely?

Is teasing the younger generation this fun? How did she never notice this peculiar trait before?

Wang Meican cleared her throat, hoping to shift the atmosphere.

Fu Jinxiao, catching the cue, smirked, then softened his voice, exuding charm, "I'm just teasing. Don't worry about it."

Jian Xingsui finally exhaled in relief.

Noticing that Jian Xingsui had relaxed, Fu Jinxiao's demeanor turned more serious. "Did you bring the contract?"

Startled again, Jian Xingsui quickly nodded, taking out the document, "Yes, here it is."

Wang Meican promptly took it, scanning it quickly. As a seasoned agent, she could spot potential pitfalls at a glance, "This contract might seem okay on the surface, but it has many hidden traps. Young talents without experience can easily fall prey. Were you not considering these aspects when you signed it?"

Jian Xingsui nodded in agreement.

Wang Mei Can instinctively glanced at Fu Jin Xiao, trying to gauge his thoughts. However, the acclaimed actor didn't say anything. He just sat there, listlessly flipping through the schedule for the upcoming days, his expression unreadable.

This somewhat disheartened the agent.

After collaborating for so many years, she still couldn't fathom Fu Jin Xiao. He concealed his emotions masterfully, always seeming enigmatic. There was a time when this opacity was a source of pride for her; an actor with unreadable thoughts was less likely to become fodder for media gossip. Yet now, it frustrated her. Over the years, while Fu Jin Xiao seemed approachable, perhaps no one had truly gotten close to him.

Tentatively, Wang Mei Can continued to speak with Jian Xin Sui, "If we terminate the contract prematurely, it essentially means a breach of contract, so when discussing the penalty for breaking the contract..."

Before Jian Xin Sui could reply, Fu Jin Xiao, sitting beside them, closed his schedule, interrupting, "Penalty fee?"

Wang Mei Can looked at him, puzzled.

With his legs crossed and a cultured expression, Fu Jin Xiao smiled, "Do we really need to discuss a penalty fee for terminating a contract with a minor company like Bankrupt Entertainment?"

Hesitantly, Wang Mei Can asked, "What do you mean?"

Fu Jin Xiao raised an eyebrow, "Aren't you aware of this entertainment company's notorious reputation?"

Their infamy in the industry was unparalleled, relying heavily on coercing their artists into dubious engagements, even profiting from the penalty fees extracted from young artists. There wasn’t a single shady act they hadn’t engaged in.

Wang Mei Can inquired, "So, you intend to..."

"To deal with thugs, you must use thug tactics," Fu Jin Xiao replied, sitting elegantly. He cast a sideways glance at Jian Xin Sui, "Your agent and their company have bullied you a fair bit, haven’t they?"

Jian Xin Sui nodded slowly in agreement.

Just as they arrived at the base of the company building, Fu Jin Xiao exited the car. The tall man leaned against the car door, peeking inside with a cheeky look quite unlike his usual self. He spoke leisurely, "I didn't earn the title 'Master' for nothing. Let's meet them."

...

Under the stark white lights of the parking lot, Jian Xin Sui looked up from inside the car. The man standing outside was strikingly handsome, and at that moment, his heart began to race again.

For a fleeting moment, he recalled the grand escape under the stars where Fu Jin Xiao had uttered similar words.

During moments of vulnerability and isolation, Fu Jin Xiao always stood before him. While he never made grand promises, Jian knew that as long as Fu Jin Xiao was by his side, he'd always be shielded from harm.

Sure enough, no matter how many times they met, his heart still fluttered in Fu Jin Xiao’s presence.

Shaking off his reverie, Jian Xin Sui disembarked and dialed Wang's number, "Hey, Wang, you asked me to come, right? I'm downstairs. Oh, and I've brought the contract and a friend to discuss the termination."

Wang was taken aback, almost questioning his hearing, "You really want to terminate the contract with us?"

Jian Xin Sui nodded.

"You... just don't regret it!" Wang wasn’t too concerned. After all, how influential could Jian's friend be? Could he possibly bring along some top-tier celebrity? He responded, "Fine, come on up."

Jian Xin Sui hung up and followed Fu Jin Xiao and Wang Mei Can upstairs.

Taking the exclusive employee elevator, they arrived at the 10th-floor meeting room without a hitch. Inside, Wang and other executives were engaged in some discussions. The moment he spotted the trio at the door, he spilled his tea on himself.

Wang Mei Can opened the door, greeting those inside, "Sorry for the intrusion."

Following her, Fu Jin Xiao entered, casting a swift glance around the room. Upon seeing the spilled tea on the table, he remarked with a slight chuckle, "You all seem to be in good spirits."

"Swish!"

Almost everyone in the room stood up as the words settled.

Everyone was deeply taken aback. There wasn't a soul who didn't know the famed actor, Fu Jinxiao, let alone the renowned Fenghua Entertainment and Fu's Conglomerate. His presence was akin to that of a deity.

"No need to be on edge, please take your seats," Fu Jinxiao said with a casual wave of his hand. He pulled out a chair and sat down. Always courteous, his commanding aura was palpable. With a faint smirk, he continued, "I am here concerning the termination contract of Jian Xingsui. I've heard your company wishes to discuss it. I've been entrusted by someone to listen in on this, so I brought my manager along to hear your thoughts."

"Entrusted by someone?"

"Who could possibly summon you?"

The same question popped up in everyone's minds, but Fu Jinxiao continued, "Of course, we're all reasonable people here. Let's proceed according to the original contract. My manager will primarily handle the negotiations, and you can consider me as just an observer. Pretend I'm not here."

"..."

"Who dares to pretend you're not here?!"

Chills ran down the spines of the executives, despite the winter cold. Even in silence, Fu Jinxiao's presence was as daunting as a harbinger of misfortune, impossible to ignore.

Brother Wang, who was previously arrogant, turned to Jian Xingsui, "Xingsui, this is your friend?"

Jian Xingsui simply nodded.

Stammering, Brother Wang managed a forced smile, "You have quite the discerning taste in friends now."

Before Jian Xingsui could respond, Fu Jinxiao leisurely chimed in, "That's debatable."

Brother Wang shifted his gaze to him.

Fu Jinxiao's smirk was tinged with sarcasm, "Otherwise, how could she have known you and signed with your company?"

In front of Jian Xingsui, Brother Wang was domineering, but facing Fu Jinxiao, he was all nods and smiles, even when ridiculed, "Yes, yes, of course..."

Wang Meican was in no mood for small talk. "Let's begin. We are here to discuss the termination of the contract. We request compensation for the emotional distress caused to our artist, along with the time and effort wasted in the past two years under your company. I've also learned that she hasn't been provided with adequate opportunities as promised in the contract. We expect a total compensation of around 5 million yuan."

Everyone at the table was stunned!

They thought they would be the ones squeezing money out of Jian Xingsui's contract termination. But now, the tables had turned!

Brother Wang exclaimed in disbelief, "Ms. Wang, why would we compensate for this? Logically speaking, wasn't it Xingsui who breached the contract first?"

"What does an artist's proactive breach mean?" Wang Meican took out a voice recorder, implying it held evidence of Brother Wang's previous threats to Jian Xingsui, "This is a recording from the corridor where you threatened Xingsui over the phone. As her management company, you failed to protect her rights and resorted to threats, severely affecting her mental well-being."

Brother Wang turned pale, not anticipating Wang Meican's reach.

Jian Xingsui also looked at Wang Meican in shock.

While Wang Meican appeared calm, only she knew the voice recorder was empty. These tricks were taught by Fu Jinxiao on their way here. When it came to cunning schemes, the actor was quite adept.

Wang, however, was taken aback, stammering, "This is an internal matter for our company. And as I recall, Ji's original contract didn't mention emotional damages. It's Jian Xingsui who wanted to break the contract, hence he's in breach, not us!"

"Internal affairs?" Fu Jinxiao finally spoke, lounging casually, a smirk playing on his lips. "Isn't Li Xu'an under your company too? So, his underground dealings with benefactors, wining and dining recklessly, and keeping mistresses are also internal affairs?"

Wang's face turned ghostly white.

Li Xu'an was the top star and cash cow of their company. If something happened to him, the company would go under.

The glass door opened once more, and in walked Ji Chuan, the president of the entertainment company. The moment he heard Fu Jinxiao was here, he had an ominous feeling. He hurriedly entered, gasping for breath.

Fu Jinxiao turned to look at him, grinning, "Oh, or perhaps Ji's extramarital affairs outside are also internal matters?"

Ji Chuan's face whitened instantly, almost stumbling against the door.

The once arrogant group was now humbled. Ji Chuan quickly approached with a forced smile, "Brother Fu, how come you're here? Why didn't you tell me? Are you here to terminate the contract?"

Fu Jinxiao responded, "Yes, but I heard from one of your subordinates about some breach of contract fee?"

Ji Chuan nudged Wang angrily, "What's all this about? A breach fee? It's just a standard contract termination!"

Wang, after the kick, winced and quickly added, "Right, I just remembered, it's a regular termination. Jian Xingsui did not breach any terms; the termination papers will be ready shortly."

Fu Jinxiao's dark eyes fixed on Wang, his tone dropping, "Standard?"

The gravity of his voice, though calm, sent chills down spines.

Wang Meican intervened, "Has your company forgotten what I just said?"

Wang, holding back tears, gave a nervous glance at his boss, "The compensation... We'll pay the five million yuan in damages..."

Tears welled up in Ji Chuan's eyes, realizing they had bitten off more than they could chew. But facing Fu Jinxiao, he knew they had to concede, "Of course, it's our mistake. We'll transfer the money as soon as the contract is terminated."

Fu Jinxiao smiled, "Thank you."

Ji Chuan nodded tearfully, "No trouble at all, it's only right."

Fu Jinxiao glanced at Jian Xingsui, speaking slowly, "If it's only right, shouldn't someone apologize for breaching the contract?"

Ji Chuan felt deeply humiliated. When had an executive ever apologized to an artist?

Regretting not agreeing to Jian Xingsui's termination earlier, Ji Chuan forced a smile and shook Jian Xingsui's hand, lamenting, "I'm sorry, Jian. We failed you."

Jian Xingsui, taken aback by the turn of events, stood up and replied, "It's okay."

Fu Jinxiao cast another fleeting look at Wang.

Wang quickly approached Jian Xingsui, remorse evident in his eyes, "Jian, I apologize for my past behavior. Congratulations on your release. I hope you find a better place..."

Jian Xingsui nodded, saying, "It's in the past now."

The seemingly impossible task was settled swiftly.

Jian Xingsui felt as though he was in a dream when he received the termination contract. Descending the stairs, he mumbled, "Just like that?"

Fu Jinxiao glanced at him, "Do you want to go back and give them a beating?"

Jian Xingsui thought it was a jest, but upon looking, he realized Fu Jinxiao appeared dead serious. As if all it would take was a nod from Jian to actually go back and confront them!

Jian quickly shook his head and asked, "How did you know about the gossip involving Li Xuan’an and President Ji?"

Is the renowned actor really that idle?

Leaning against the elevator rail in a languid posture, Fu Jinxiao drawled, "I guessed."

?!?!

Jian Xingsui’s eyes widened in shock.

Wang Meican laughed and explained, "Inside the industry, if there's anything shady, it usually goes like this. It's easy to guess correctly."

Jian Xingsui felt as if he had uncovered a whole new world. He asked again, "And the recording?"

Wang Meican shrugged, "Obviously it was fake. How could we gather so much in just one afternoon? It was just to scare them. They were just being paranoid. That’s a trick Mr. Fu taught me."

"..."

The way Jian Xingsui looked at Fu Jinxiao had changed. It was a mixture of reverence and awe. He realized he had only seen the tip of the iceberg when it came to understanding Fu Jinxiao!

Back in the car, Wang Meican, sensing he was the third wheel, said, "I should head back to the company. See you in a few days."

Fu Jinxiao responded indifferently and turned to Jian Xingsui, "My driver will pick me up soon. Come with me to the Shen residence."

Surprised, Jian asked, "You're also going to the Shen residence?"

"Oh, didn't you know?" There was a teasing look on Fu Jinxiao’s handsome face, "Today, Madam Xu has invited my mother over. She arranged for us to meet."

Recollecting, Jian remembered Xu Enzhen did mention something similar at noon. But why would she set up a meeting between him and Fu Jinxiao?

Puzzled, Jian said, "I wasn't aware, but it seems our mothers are quite close?"

Fu Jinxiao patiently explained, "More than just close. They've been best friends since childhood."

Jian half-guessed, "So my mother wants to introduce me to your mother?"

"Half right." The playful glint in Fu Jinxiao’s eyes deepened, "I suspect Madam Xu might also want to introduce you to me."

Jian Xingsui: ?

What kind of riddle was this?