Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Dowry…
Pei Zhen’s expression froze when he heard the word, but retorted quickly after a pause, “Huh, that’s the betrothal gift!”
Little Brat Pei was as arrogant as always.
Brows slightly raised, Pei Zhen’s long and narrow peach blossom eyes looked amorous. Noticing that, Fu Sichen’s mood wavered for a bit and felt a sudden urge to impose himself on the man.
“Cough, cough.” Fantasies aside, Fu Sichen was just about to explain and give Pei Zhen a surprise, when Pei Zhen’s mobile phone went off again.
That time around it was a man that Fu Sichen wouldn’t dare stop.
It was Pei Zhen’s father, Xiao Long Nu.
Pei Zhen looked away for a bit, feeling a little nervous. But the struggle was momentary, he gritted his teeth and picked up the phone.
“Hello, Dad.”
Pei Zhen tried to be calm, but his throat was dry, and he unconsciously tightened his fist. He was like a little boy shamed, stubborn yet nervously waiting to for punishment.
Fu Sichen took a step towards him and held his hand. Pei Zhen froze, his eyes met Fu Sichen’s gaze as he looked up. Then, he calmed down.
Silence. There wasn’t a sound coming from the other end of the line. Secretly taking in a deep breath, Pei Zhen asked, “Dad? What’s up?”
“You and Fu Sichen, you two…” His voice was shaking, Pei Zhen could tell over the phone. It was hard to guess at what he was feeling. “You two are actually… actually…”
Pei Zhen’s face was stiff. “You saw the report?”
“Of course! Did you think your mum and I are ancient idiots?!”
“Errr…” Ooops… that was an unwise move too early. Pei Zhen’s face turned a bright red. “I… I and Fu Sichen… we are serious about each other…”
“Of course you’re serious! If you weren’t and dared to be gallivanting with some wild man, I’d break your legs!” saying that, Xiao Long Nu continued on a different note, “Couldn’t you guys have been more mindful of your status? Now your agency is asking you to pay penalties? How much?!”
Purely scared out of his brains, Pei Zhen replied quickly, “A hundred million or so for me; three for Fu Sichen.”
Silence again. Then Xiao Long Nu took a deep breath, his voice almost breaking as he exclaimed, “Four hundred million?! Pei Pei, why don’t you and Fu Sichen reconsider coming out of the closet?”
Huh? Huh! Pei Zhen was stunned.
Thinking that he had misunderstood, Pei Zhen cautiously asked, “Dad, you… you’re not objecting Fu Sichen and I being together?”
“What’s so strange about two men being together?” Having understood what Pei Zhen was worried about, Xiao Long Nu was quite angry. “Did you think your mother and I were so ignorant? I’ve excavated more graves than the number of films you’ve made.”
He had previously excavated a pair of entwined lovers, and it moved all the scientific researchers in their thick glasses as they looked upon the finding. On examination, the two sets of bones were male.
“I have to say, son.” Xiao Long Nu gave an audible sigh. “It’s such a significant matter, and you didn’t even breathe a word to your parents.”
His parents’ understanding and acceptance were more precious than anything else. It warmed Pei Zhen’s heart, and tears welled up in his eyes. “Dad…”
“Okay, it’s fine; things will be fine.” Even through the phone, Pei Zhen could feel his father’s candid smile—he was like a great hero to Pei Zhen. “It’s just four hundred million dollars. Your father has the money!”
Pei Zhen was both guilty and touched. “No need, Dad, I have savings. And if that isn’t enough, I can sell the apartment in Ling Jiang.”
“No, this is betrothal money!” Xiao Long Nu said with much pride, “Son, be sure that in future you’re the top party!”
Pei Zhen froze.
Damn, he had been topped already!