The reborn top idol

Chapter 404: Talking without thinking

Su Yuan was stunned.

This was the first time I heard Fang Yinghao speak to me in this tone!

He was surprised and asked, "What do you mean?"

Fang Yinghao suddenly felt inexplicably irritated and tugged at the collar of his T-shirt.

"It's nothing. If you want to know, just ask him. Why ask me?"

Su Yuan was anxious, "How can that be possible? That's Qiao Xi's privacy, how can I ask him!"

"Then why are you asking me?" Fang Yinghao's phoenix eyes stared straight at him, "You also know that it is his privacy, do you think I would say anything nonsense?"

"You...what's your attitude!" Su Yuan was a little annoyed.

He finally realized that Fang Yinghao was in a bad mood and he would never challenge him like this before.

I felt panicked deep down, as if things were out of my control.

"Forget it! It's pointless to ask you!" He was upset and waved his hand to leave.

But Fang Yinghao grabbed his arm.

"What?" Su Yuan turned his head and glared at Fang Yinghao. "Why did you ask me but you didn't tell me?"

Fang Yinghao's gaze was like a bow and arrow, with the arrow head carrying a blazing flame, as if it was going to pierce his soul.

This kind of gaze aroused Su Yuan's competitive spirit. He frowned unwillingly and stood up straight with his chest out as much as possible to appear taller and not be overshadowed by Fang Yinghao's height.

"Captain, are you only concerned about Qiaoxi?" After a long time, Fang Yinghao spoke slowly, his voice hoarse.

Su Yuan didn't expect him to say that and was speechless for a moment.

"I'm in a bad mood too. Can you comfort me first?" Fang Yinghao gently let him go.

"Your young master Fang is also in a bad mood?" Su Yuan suddenly couldn't control himself and said sharply:

"You were born in Rome, lived a life of luxury, and the dividends you received at the age of 18 are probably more than I can earn in my entire life. How can you be in a bad mood? And you want me to comfort you?"

The two people's eyes met in the air, sparks flashed, like magic lines shot out from a magic wand, crackling.

"What should I comfort you with? Comfort you for being tall, popular, and a good dancer. Comfort you for having everything you want, but you still have to squeeze into the idol track with us ordinary people—"

Su Yuan realized that he had spoken without thinking and stopped quickly.

At this moment, he suddenly let out all the resentment from his previous life.

Fang Yinghao was speechless, defeated, and bowed his head to apologize, "...I'm sorry."

Su Yuan's lips moved, wanting to say "no", but he didn't open his mouth.

He opened the kitchen door and tried to go out.

I only heard Fang Yinghao ask in a very low and light voice from behind: "Don't you want to know who I like?"

Su Yuan's heart skipped a beat, and he hardened his heart and said coldly, "I'm not interested in knowing."

After speaking, he quickly left.

Fang Yinghao stood there for a long time before returning to his room.

Lin Qiaoxi was looking at his phone. When he saw him come back, he greeted him.

But Fang Yinghao responded listlessly and lay down on the bed.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Lin Qiaoxi looked suspicious.

"It's okay." Fang Yinghao didn't want to say.

Lin Qiaoxi stood up, opened the door and looked outside, then closed the door again. "Who was looking for you just now? Was it Brother Yuan?"

Seeing that he couldn't hide it from him, Fang Yinghao nodded and said, "Yes, he asked me about you."

"Huh?" Lin Qiaoxi was startled. "Brother Yuan asked me, what's the matter?"

"He thought you fell in love with some female idol and asked me who it was. Maybe he wanted me to support you." Fang Yinghao did not hide it.

Lin Qiaoxi wanted to laugh, "...Then you, didn't you tell Brother Yuan that I like Ming He?"

Fang Yinghao snorted, "How could I possibly tell you? You didn't tell him downstairs, which means you didn't want to tell him, and I certainly wouldn't tell him either."

"Hey, good brother." Lin Qiaoxi smiled, "Thanks."

"What did you guys talk about downstairs just now?" Fang Yinghao was actually very curious too.

Lin Qiaoxi picked out the important words and repeated them to him, "...that's all. Brother Yuan said that his way of controlling his emotions is to think about his goals."

"What goal?" Fang Yinghao became interested. He supported the sides of his head with his hands and half raised his body.

"Yuan's goal is to be the best idol and make FancyMates the most famous and longest-lived group in the world."

Fang Yinghao smiled bitterly when he heard it, and lay back heavily on the bed, "I knew it was like this..."

All members know how dedicated the captain is to the group.

He has also said many times without hesitation that the group is his life, and he will never forgive anyone who wants to hurt the group and team members.

Perhaps in his eyes, my admiration for him is a harm to the group.

Fang Yinghao took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

However, from another perspective, isn't protecting the group a way of protecting him?

As long as I can always maintain Su Yuan’s dream, it means I will always be with him.

Thinking of this, Fang Yinghao felt calm again.

After training the next night, the members sneaked to the hot pot restaurant where they had eaten before their debut.

The hot pot restaurant was upgraded during the Chinese New Year and had private rooms, which blocked out the sight of many diners.

The boss was still friendly and enthusiastic, and knew that they had already debuted as a popular group called FancyMates.

He said a lot of compliments and compliments without caring about his life.

Su Yuan specially brought a signed poster to give to the boss, who accepted it with great pleasure. After ordering the dishes, he tactfully left the private room.

Today's protagonists are Chu Qianmian and Jin Minghe, who have obtained the MC qualifications, so the two sat together.

When they sat down, Lin Qiaoxi, who always liked to stick to Jin Minghe, stuck to Su Yuan this time, "Brother Yuan, I want to sit with you!"

"Okay." Su Yuan touched the kitten's head happily.

No one noticed anything was wrong.

Xu Yanbo wanted to eat the spicy beef oil soup base, but Su Yuan was watching him closely, so he could only eat the clear soup with resigned resignation.

His pitiful appearance aroused Lin Qiaoxi's sympathy, so he quietly picked up some food from the spicy hot pot and put it into Xu Yanbo's bowl.

The Husky's eyes widened and he was so happy that he kept giving the kitten a thumbs up.

The two of them were doing this secretly, but Su Yuan actually saw it all with a sidelong glance.

He was not completely cold-blooded and still let Xu Yanbo eat a few bites of spicy food.

Then he turned his head unexpectedly.

Xu Yanbo was so scared that he held a mouthful of spicy tripe in his mouth, not knowing whether to eat it or not.

"Qiaoxi, don't let him clamp it!" Su Yuan said majestically.

Lin Qiaoxi nodded obediently, "Oh."

"Yanbo, once you eat this piece of tripe, you are not allowed to eat spicy food. Do you hear me?"

Xu Yanbo nodded unwillingly and swallowed it, "Oh."

"Last time, someone cried because of the pain when he was having acne removed in the dermatology department. He cried his eyes out. I won't tell you who it was." Su Yuan exposed his shortcomings.

Xu Yanbo said with a sad face, "Brother Yuan, stop talking. I don't eat spicy food anymore. Is that okay?"