I became popular after divorcing Mr. Ba [Entertainment]

"It's him again?" Standing behind Yuan Fei, Huo Xu stretched out his hand naturally, trying to untie the belt of his apron, "Do you want me to help you—"

"No need." Yuan Fei came back to his senses, and nimbly dodged to avoid his movements, "Let's eat, the food is getting cold."

Huo Xu's hands froze in mid-air, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether the other party's "no need" meant that he didn't need to untie his apron, or he didn't need to meddle in other people's business.

Lin Haoran couldn't feel the strange atmosphere between them at all, and happily sat down at the dining table, "Yuan Fei, I swear I've never had such a sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner in my life, you are my reborn parents Hahahahaha!"

Yuan Fei: "...shut up and eat yours."

Huo Xu opened a bottle of red wine as if nothing had happened, filled the glasses of the three of them, then raised his glasses and said, "To us three lonely people."

Lin Haoran: "Respect to the three of us who are thriving in a trance!"

Yuan Fei also raised his goblet, "To a new life."

He knew how much he could drink, so he only took a sip before putting it down.

"Then I won't be polite!" Lin Haoran was eager to try it, and shouted exaggeratedly after taking the first bite, "Wow! It's really delicious! Yuan Fei, you are a five-star chef at your level! "

Yuan Fei smiled lightly, and put a prawn into his bowl, "Thank you."

"I want it too!" Seeing this, Huo Xu quickly picked up the bowl and looked at Yuan Fei with eyes like a puppy, "I want to eat shrimp too!"

Yuan Fei simply brought the whole plate of shrimp to him.

Huo Xu: ... Do I want to eat a whole plate?I just want to eat the one you held on to!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... , I will definitely die happily..."

Yuan Fei took out a tissue for him, and held another piece of sweet and sour pork ribs, "It's almost done, take it away."

Lin Haoran sniffed, "Really, I don't know who will be cheaper in the future!"

"It's cheap for me!" Huo Xu answered abruptly, "Little cutie, do you think I have this blessing?"

The movements of Yuan Fei's hands paused, and he raised his eyes to look directly at the other party with a tentative look, "No."

He didn't want to say such words that would destroy the atmosphere on New Year's Eve, but Huo Xu repeatedly tested his attitude, and he could only give a negative answer.

A few seconds later, Huo Xu deliberately moved his eyes away, and said haha: "Okay, then I'll cook for you, my cooking is also delicious haha..."

Yuan Fei frowned slightly, and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Lin Haoran's heartless, "Just brag, who will believe it? I think you are just like me, you can only move your mouth Already!"

"Fuck! Lin Haoran, do you disagree with me? If you don't hate me for a minute, you will feel uncomfortable, right?" Huo Xu just borrowed his steps, and the two quarreled again after a disagreement.

Yuan Fei lowered his eyelashes and bent his lips helplessly.

This seemed to be the most lively New Year's Eve dinner he had ever had. Although he and the two people at the table met each other by chance, to some extent they were both fallen in the world.

Isn't this a kind of fate?

After eating a New Year's Eve dinner intermittently for almost two hours, Yuan Fei glanced casually, and suddenly found that the red wine glass in front of him was empty.

He held his forehead belatedly, he would pass out drunk when it was over.

"That..." He raised his face, "If you have almost eaten, go back first."

Huo Xu looked at him when he heard the words, and found that the pretty little face seemed to be smudged with a layer of rouge, pink and tender, and even the usually bright and clear peach blossom eyes were covered with a layer of water mist, which looked moist and hazy.

"Little cutie, are you... drunk?" He stretched out his hand and lightly touched Yuan Fei's cheek, his fingertips trembled from the heat.

"I didn't..." Yuan Fei frowned and avoided his fingers, and clarified for himself seriously, "I'm just a little sleepy, you guys go back first, I want to rest."

Huo Xu was sure now, the cutie was drunk.

He leaned over, "I'll help you lie on the sofa for a while."

Yuan Fei shook his head, before he could refuse, Lin Haoran who was sitting opposite rushed up excitedly, "What are you doing!"

Huo Xu looked confused, "What are you doing?"

Lin Haoran's brain suddenly became easy to use, "Huo Xu, let me tell you, don't take advantage of others' danger!"

Huo Xu: "...What are you talking about?"

Did he act so obvious, so obvious that Lin Haoran, a mentally retarded man, found out that he was plotting against Yuan Fei?

"Okay, you two stop arguing, I have a headache." Yuan Fei waved away the hands of the two, stood up steadily, and walked towards the gate, "I won't send you two off, happy New Year's Eve."

"It's not Yuan Fei, I want to count down the New Year's Eve with you!" Lin Haoran took small steps aggrieved, "I'm going back to the company dormitory now, and I'm alone."

Yuan Fei opened the door, "Then you and Huo Xu, the two of you—"

The ending came to an abrupt end.

The dark corridor lit up with the sound of people, and the man leaning against the wall, motionless like a sculpture, turned his head slowly and stiffly to look at the light source.

Yuan Fei's eyebrows frowned even deeper, this person was actually at his door.

"What's the matter, cutie?" Huo Xu ran over a few steps and saw Fu Jingcheng in the corridor.

He raised his eyebrows, and a thought flashed through his mind. Just as he was about to turn his head to signal Lin Haoran to keep quiet, the other party came running over staggeringly.

"You are all standing at the door—Boss Fu?" Lin Haoran shrunk his neck subconsciously, and his voice weakened: "Boss Fu, why are you here..."

Fu Jingcheng's face was as dark as a piece of cold iron, and his eyes were fixed on the flushed Yuan Fei.

"Let's go first, Huo Xu." Lin Haoran had a rare cleverness, and grabbed Huo Xu's arm, "Let Yuan Fei have a good rest."

Huo Xu was naturally unwilling, but under Yuan Fei's gaze, he was reluctantly pulled away by Lin Haoran.

When passing by Fu Jingcheng on the corridor, whether it was intentional or not, he stepped on some withered roses on the ground, and the packaging made a crisp sound.

Yuan Fei blinked, turned around and was about to close the door, but the man in the corridor was like a fast-moving cheetah, pounced on him in the blink of an eye, unexpectedly, his head hit the door frame directly, making a bang.

Fu Jingcheng groaned in pain, couldn't help but bent slightly, covering his head.

He stayed in the corridor for too long, and his body was frozen hard, and now he had a close contact with the door frame, and the taste could not be described as sour.

Yuan Fei's back froze, and he turned around slowly, with a confused look on his face, "Why did you come up?"

When Fu Jingcheng saw him like this, he knew he was drunk, and he dared to get drunk in front of other men...

He realized that his anger was surging up uncontrollably, so he had to slam his head against the door frame again.

Yuan Fei was startled by his movements, like a timid and cute rabbit, with sensitive ears pricked up, "What are you doing?"

Fu Jingcheng raised his head and unconsciously took a step towards him, "Yuan Fei, just treat me as..."

He tried hard to find a reason, "Is it okay to be the same person as them?"

Yuan Fei took a step back, "No, you are different from them...don't come here!"

Fu Jingcheng stopped in his tracks.

"You don't like New Year's Eve at all, why did you come to ruin my New Year's Eve?" Yuan Fei's feverish body remembered the pain of the past, trembling slightly, "I just made a wish today that the new year will have a new beginning, you Why are you showing up again?"

All the emotions in Fu Jingcheng's eyes instantly sank into the abyss, "You don't think there is me in the new beginning, do you?"

"Why do I have you in my future?" Yuan Fei glanced at him inexplicably.

"Yuan Fei!" Fu Jingcheng growled as if he couldn't bear it, but the little guy who was standing still closed his eyes unexpectedly.

The movement of his body was faster than that of his brain, he rushed forward with a stride, and caught the limp falling body.

The irritable monster in his body calmed down the moment he touched the person in his arms, Fu Jingcheng maintained the posture of embracing him, staring deeply at the peacefully sleeping little face.

After a long while, he hugged Yuan Fei horizontally, walked up to the second floor step by step, and gently put her on the big bed in the bedroom.

"I'm sorry, I don't seem to have given you even a little bit of good memories." He tucked the quilt up for the little guy, "But I still can't give up on you."

Yuan Fei's evaluation of him is correct, ruthless, selfish, and self-respecting.

Distorted sick.

His biggest mistake was not believing in his love while taking his kindness to him for granted.

Fortunately, he still has time.

He touched his warm temples reluctantly, punish me, Yuan Fei, but don't let me go completely.

***

Yuan Fei slept until the sun was up, opened his eyes and stretched comfortably.

Suddenly, his movements paused, and he found that he couldn't remember how he climbed into bed last night.

I vaguely remember that Fu Jingcheng seemed to appear in the corridor...

He jumped off the bed and walked downstairs to the living room. The dining table was not cleared last night, and there was no one else at home.

He breathed a sigh of relief, forget it, don't want to.

After washing and changing clothes, he sat on the sofa and took a selfie, sending New Year greetings to Weibo.

The moment the message was sent successfully, comments flooded in. He waited for a while and then looked at the popular comments, and found a familiar name.

@胡旭L: [Little angel, are you free to post on Weibo and reply to my message? 】

Yuan Fei was stunned, turned to the WeChat interface, and saw more than a dozen messages, but his phone canceled the vibration at some point, so he didn't hear it at all.

Huo Xu's external image has always been aloof. When he was in the men's team, his teammates interacted with him on Weibo again and again, but he never responded once. This seems to be the first time he took the initiative to comment on other people's Weibo. , still using such an intimate tone, the reply below is simply explosive——

—— AhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhlyTell me girls I'm not dreaming! ! !

——Are you not satisfied with posting messages privately and want to show them publicly on Weibo? ? ?The cabinet door for renewing CP powder can't be blocked! ! !

——Does the renewal dog know what it means to be cute?Do you want to go to heaven by dancing in front of the Lord?

……

Yuan Fei suddenly felt his head hurt again, but he was really not good at dealing with such things, so he simply took a screenshot and sent it to Shu Yangqing.

Half a minute later, Shu Yangqing came back: 【Just leave it if you don't want to go back, don't worry about it.Happy New Year. 】

Within a few minutes, Zhou Jinyuan's New Year's call also came. The two chatted for a while, and it seemed that someone was calling him over there, so Yuan Fei offered to hang up the phone.

"Happy New Year, little idol." Zhou Jinyuan's tone was extremely gentle, "In the new year, I hope to do my best to let you get what you want."

After hanging up the phone, Yuan Fei made a cup of fruit cereal, then nestled on the sofa and continued watching the movie.As I looked at it, I thought of Xu Zhan, and I paid him a new year's greetings carefully.

Xu Zhan's message was quickly replied: 【Happy New Year, kids.When we meet for the first time in the New Year, I will give you a small gift. 】

Yuan Fei was a little curious, but he didn't ask what the gift was, he just replied obediently: [Okay, brother Xu Zhan. 】

The company didn't officially go to work until the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, and Yuan Fei just stayed at home.On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, he unexpectedly received a call from Fu's old house.

"Xiaoyuan, happy new year." Mr. Fu's voice was unhurried, with a kind of gentleness polished by time.

Yuan Feidun felt guilty, "I'm sorry, Grandpa, I should call you first to say New Year's greetings."

He deliberately forgot everything about Fu Jingcheng, even the basic etiquette was ignored.

No matter how the relationship between him and Fu Jingcheng ended, Mr. Fu had nothing to say to him. At the beginning, Mr. Fu was the one who made the decision for him...

"It's okay, Jing Cheng said you're sick, are you feeling better?" Mr. Fu didn't mean to blame him, but only cared: "Young people should take good care of their bodies."

Yuan Fei was at a loss for words for a moment, and hesitated for a while before saying: "I'm ready, Grandpa. In fact, I..."

"Okay, that's fine. Let's come back sometime to see grandpa." Mr. Fu said cheerfully, "That brat Jing Cheng is too. When he's busy, he doesn't remember that there is a poor old man at home."

In just ten seconds, Yuan Fei made a decision in his heart, "Okay Grandpa, I'll go back to the old house today to see you."

The Fu family should know about his divorce with Fu Jingcheng, and he should give Mr. Fu an explanation.

No matter how Fu Jingcheng has treated him in the past two years, he was the one who wanted to get married at the beginning, and now he is the one who wants to get divorced on his own initiative. He has to take responsibility for every choice he makes.

***

Fu's old house.

As soon as Yuan Fei stepped into the outer door, the housekeeper greeted him, "Master Yuan, you are here, the old man has been looking forward to you all morning."

Yuan Fei pursed his lips and smiled, and asked casually, "Is there anyone else in the old house today?"

"The third master's family is here, didn't the young master come back with you?"

Yuan Fei shook his head and walked into the main house without stopping.

The old man was sitting in front of the chessboard playing chess with his little grandson, when he heard the crisp "Happy New Year, grandpa", he immediately laughed, "Xiao Yuan, come and help grandpa, what should I do next?"

Yuan Fei walked over, bowed, and knelt down in front of Mr. Fu with a "bang".

The smile on the old man's face gradually disappeared, and his wrinkled brows curled up, "Xiao Yuan, what are you doing?"

"I'm sorry, Grandpa, but I—"

"Yuan Fei!" The hurried footsteps barely stopped a few steps behind him, and Fu Jingcheng interrupted him out of breath, "Grandpa, I'm late."