Chapter 73

Ye Chen was worried Shen Mofeng would insist on paying, so he casually replied, “It wasn’t that much, don’t ask about it. It’s just a small token.”

This jade stone mattress was a new product Ye Chen had developed with Li Li. The mat itself was pre-made and could be mass-produced; the polished jade discs were neatly glued to the mat with strong adhesive to create the final product. The white jade from Birds and Rats Sharing a Nest Mountain was of excellent quality. According to the Jing Ling, it had the effect of regulating blood pressure and cholesterol, making it a must-have for men with health concerns. Jade is a material that naturally gathers spiritual energy, and as long as the jade isn’t damaged, a mattress like this could last for decades. Ye Chen figured each one could easily sell for several thousand.

Selling something this good too cheaply would just disrupt the socialist market, wouldn’t it?

The biggest problem with producing these jade mattresses now was a lack of manpower. Polishing jade is delicate work; Li Li could spend an entire day in the workshop to produce just one mattress. While making money wasn’t an issue, earning spiritual power this way was inefficient. Ye Chen thought that once they had accumulated more funds, they could open a factory near the capital. They could have the production steps that didn’t risk exposing them to mortals, not only increasing output but also contributing to the employment of people in the surrounding counties and towns.

In short, Ye Chen only had this one sample. Shen Mofeng had only vaguely mentioned Shen Ting’s health issues once, but Ye Chen had remembered it.

Shen Mofeng tightened his grip on the steering wheel and said warmly, “Thank you on behalf of my dad. I’ll take it to him next week when I go home.”

“…” Ye Chen was slightly taken aback, “Okay.”

While waiting at a red light, Shen Mofeng tapped his fingers on the steering wheel and asked, “Did you think you’d be meeting my parents today?”

“No,” Ye Chen quickly denied, then remembered Shen Mofeng didn’t allow him to lie, so he corrected himself, “Yes.”

“They’re abroad this week,” Shen Mofeng looked at him, feeling an urge to bite his cheek. He asked, not expecting much, “How about I take you with me next week when I go home? Have you made up your mind to make it official?”

“No, you don’t need to take me next week.” Ye Chen wiped his face, “I just thought I might meet them casually today, not in that way…”

As expected… Shen Mofeng bit his lip and asked, “Not in what way?”

Ye Chen, feeling uneasy, turned his face toward the window. On a whim, he blurted out a random phrase, “Not… as part of an engagement meeting.”

An engagement meeting.

Shen Mofeng’s disappointment lasted only a few seconds before that phrase hit just the right spot. He bit down on a cigarette, grinding the filter with his teeth to relieve the itch in his heart. After a while, he said slowly, “Alright, no rush. I’ll prepare two dowries first.”

His contract with Hongrui Entertainment was about to expire, and he was preparing to set up his own studio. He had plans to invest heavily in luring Ye Chen over once the studio was established. Ye Chen’s current agency was decent, giving him everything they could, but Shen Mofeng had high standards and felt that the resources Xinghan provided Ye Chen were utter garbage. The script for the drama Ye Chen was currently filming made Shen Mofeng’s head throb. Just watching one episode made him want to fight the screenwriter. Although whether Ye Chen would come or when he would come was up to him, Shen Mofeng was willing to be prepared, ready to welcome him whenever he decided.

On another front, Shen Mofeng had secretly invested in a film project tailored specifically for Ye Chen, aiming to create a movie that could win awards and elevate Ye Chen’s career. He wanted to ensure that Ye Chen would no longer feel unworthy or use that as an excuse to push him away.

They arrived home.

This was where Shen Mofeng stayed when he had a full schedule. The location was great, and the large house was empty. The minimalist decor gave the place a cold, almost unwelcoming atmosphere, with an air of aloofness and resistance to outsiders. Every surface was so clean that it felt intimidating to touch anything.

“…” Ye Chen thought about his own courtyard house, which was never without chaos.

Not only was his courtyard house old, but the stone bricks on the ground were also damaged in two places. One still bore the marks of Taotao’s tiny teeth from when the cub was young and chewed on them like cookies. The other was in an even worse state—a while back, Pulu Cub had accidentally fallen and gotten stuck on the ground again. It was deep winter at the time, and leaving him outside for a week would have frozen him to death. So, Ye Chen had reluctantly picked up a hammer drill and chiseled away the bricks around Pulu Cub’s face…

When you have many kids at home, it’s hard to keep things clean and tidy. Ye Chen sighed worriedly.

“Twenty minutes until it starts,” Shen Mofeng said as he adjusted the TV and opened the fridge, “Want something to drink?”

“Got any cola?” Ye Chen asked, leaning over to take a look. Seeing only various types of alcohol and soda water, he changed his mind, “Then I’ll just have water.”

For some reason, Shen Mofeng suddenly felt an intense pang in his chest when he heard Ye Chen wanted cola. He quickly said, “I’ll go downstairs and buy some.”

“I’ll go,” Ye Chen grabbed his wrist, “You’ve already changed your clothes.”

Unexpectedly, Shen Mofeng seemed to lose his mind for a moment. He slammed the fridge shut, turned around, and pushed Ye Chen against the door, kissing and biting him fiercely.

“Wh…?” Ye Chen’s legs almost gave out, nearly causing him to kneel, “What’s going on?”

Shen Mofeng bit his lower lip, “Little boy.”

Ye Chen was confused, “What?”

Shen Mofeng’s chest felt like it was burning up, “Still drinking cola.”

“Cola… what’s wrong with cola? Even a ninety-year-old can drink it.” Ye Chen, embarrassed, passionately defended the right of adults to drink cola, “It’s not like it’s milk… wait, milk too! Even a ninety-year-old can drink that!”

Shen Mofeng was so amused by him that he kept kissing Ye Chen until he couldn’t speak. Once he’d had enough, Shen Mofeng casually grabbed a sports jacket, pulled up the hood, and put on a mask before heading downstairs to buy his little boy some cola.

Chen Chen, Chen Chen… Shen Mofeng fidgeted in the empty elevator, silently chanting the nickname that carried a touch of innocence, realizing that Ye Chen’s mom fans were right to criticize him.

But instead of being discouraged, he was even more motivated.

Ye Chen’s mom fans didn’t know that every word they used to berate Shen Mofeng would become a bullet that Shen Mofeng would later fire at their precious Chen Chen!

…

The first episode of *Leisurely Vacation* premiered right on time at 8 PM.

The TV was far from the sofa, so Shen Mofeng simply sat on the floor, leaning against the sofa with his long legs casually spread apart. He positioned Ye Chen to lean back against his legs, one arm wrapped around Ye Chen’s slim waist from behind, while his other hand held his phone, syncing it with the TV.

“You’re watching it on your phone too?” Ye Chen asked.

Shen Mofeng rested his chin on Ye Chen’s shoulder, “Mm, I’m sending comments.”

Ye Chen: “…” Are you overflowing with lewd remarks that you need somewhere to vent?

When the show reached Shen Mofeng’s first appearance, Ye Chen, who was bantering with Gu Youyou on screen, suddenly froze in disbelief, staring at the doorway. The comments were immediately flooded with screaming fans.

On screen, Shen Mofeng walked towards Ye Chen, who stammered as he greeted him. The mischievous post-production team added four large characters above his head: “CAUGHT ON THE SPOT!”

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[Hahaha, caught the runaway bride from the Shen family x1, don’t you dare flirt with our Youyou again!]

[OMG, Chen Chen is blushing so hard! Shen Mofeng is such a tease!]

[Congrats to Feng Ge on winning over Chen Chen.]

Ye Chen closed his eyes, not daring to look at the comments, “Was my reaction really that big?”

Shen Mofeng, still busy typing out comments, replied, “FengYe for life!”

Ye Chen’s eyebrow twitched, and he couldn’t help but snark, “Why don’t you apply to be a moderator in the FengYe fan club?”

Without looking up, Shen Mofeng lazily responded, “I will, once we go public.”

“…” Ye Chen, “I was just kidding.”

“Heh,” Shen Mofeng chuckled, “But I’m serious.”

The show continued, and the part where they exchanged WeChat messages in the car hadn’t been cut. The screen showed them sitting on opposite sides of the backseat, each absorbed in their phones, not speaking, but with subtle eye contact. Ye Chen’s face grew increasingly red, his expression more flustered. At one point, he shot a pleading glance at Shen Mofeng, but Shen Mofeng remained unmoved.

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[What are our boys secretly texting about behind their mom’s back?!]

[The production team is stirring up trouble, deliberately showing this part to make people guess!]

[Girls who ship CPs are like forensic detectives. Let me analyze: judging by Chen Chen’s reaction, Feng Ge might have made some request, like…]

Shen Mofeng glanced at the comment, frowning, “The analysis is off, far from the truth.”

Shen Mofeng typed out a comment, trying to reveal the **truth: “Here’s what happened: That day Chen Chen…”

“Shen Ge!” Ye Chen boldly grabbed Shen Mofeng’s hand and phone.

Shen Mofeng looked disappointed: “Isn’t her guess way off? Shouldn’t we correct it?”

Ye Chen weakly pleaded, “Please…”

Shen Mofeng, full of ambition, said, “Just wait until I become a moderator in the fan club.”

The show soon moved to a segment where guests were required to plant peanuts. During the quiz section, Ye Chen outshone everyone with his knowledge about peanut planting, including temperature, humidity, planting pit depth, and suitable fertilizers. After dominating a couple of questions, he graciously allowed other teams to have a chance at the first answers.

The comments exploded.

[Hahaha, what kind of agricultural empire prince is this?!]

[Chen Chen seems like he has a seasoned farmer living inside him; his eyes light up when talking about peanut planting…]

[At 21 minutes and 34 seconds, did Chen Chen become a farmer? Why does he seem so fluent!]

[I really don’t understand how YC knows so much. Did the production team tell him the answers in advance? Does he have a script?]

Coincidentally, the host in the next segment also asked Ye Chen this question, to which Ye Chen responded that his extensive knowledge came from planting peanuts in his own yard…

[Planting fruit trees and flowers in the yard is one thing, but peanuts? It’s like my dad.]

[I think the key point is how big Ye Chen’s yard is. I’m so jealous.]

[Curious, YC’s fans always say he’s a rich young master. Is it true or not?]

While the audience was glued to the show, enjoying the drama, some gossip reporters were already gathering information to ride the wave of Ye Chen’s popularity. Ye Chen, unaware of this, was focused on admiring his own peanut planting skills on the screen, as well as the hilarious moment when Shen Mofeng, scared by earthworms, threw his hoe away…

Shen Mofeng’s terrified reaction to dropping the hoe was replayed three times!

Shen Mofeng gritted his teeth, “…Damn it.”

Next, there was a scene of Ye Chen trying to calm him down while suppressing his laughter. On the screen, Shen Mofeng, looking both angry and amused, said, “Are you holding back laughter? …Don’t hold it in, Baby…”

The production team didn’t cut out the term “Baby”, but instead bolded and capitalized it in the subtitles!

In front of the TV, Ye Chen, flushed and embarrassed, scolded, “You’re still calling me that on the show, and they don’t even know what to say now…”

The author has something to say:

[ps:]

I see that some friends think selling the mattress for a few thousand is too cheap, hhhh. However, when I searched for jade mattresses on Taobao, they were around 1,800 yuan. Although they definitely aren’t made of good materials… (

But Chen Chen’s jade is good, so let him sell it for more! ~

Then some friends are worried that jade is non-renewable. The setting of jade veins regenerating has been established before, but I thought explaining too many settings all at once would be a bit redundant. I originally planned to mention it the next time jade comes up, but seeing some people anxious about it, I felt it was better to address it upfront… (

You guys are really like Chen Chen’s protective mothers, haha! You worry about the silly goose getting taken advantage of, hhhh! ~

[Mumbling]

Chen Chen is Shen Ge’s little boy~

The girls who love Feng Ye never expected that the most passionate bullet comments would actually come from Shen Ge…

Once the two go public, Shen Ge will definitely take the lead in hosting the super topic on his main account.

Chen Chen: “I’m socially dead.” [Goodbye]