Part 2
“How am I not?” Jiang Yan smiled. “Dad, give me some time, I’ll bring two more championship rings back for you.”
Father Jiang hung up the phone in anger. “Scram quickly!”
Jiang Yan knew his father’s personality clearly, but he often liked to tease him and then coax the old man, never tiring of it.
Although Father Jiang didn’t say anything, his eyes clearly lit up when he heard Jiang Yan was staying for four or five days.
Then he stood up and took a plate of cut watermelon out of the refrigerator.
Placed it right in the center of the table.
Mother Jiang winked at Jiang Yan. “Your dad got it for you.”
Father Jiang glared. “Who got it for him? I wanted to eat it myself!”
Mother Jiang was speechless at his duplicity. “Then eat it, why aren’t you eating?”
“I think it’s too cold, can’t I leave it for a while?”
Mother Jiang: “……”
Fine, fine, fine, you’re right about everything. Jiang Yan had loved watermelon most since childhood; the house was never without it.
Every time, it was Father Jiang who bought it.
Even though he didn’t really like it himself, he always kept it in stock.
Jiang Yan poked a piece and tasted it, facing Father Jiang. “Thanks, Dad.”
“Jiang Yan, Mom saw you win the championship,” Mother Jiang said. “Really great.”
“Told you, bring a championship ring back for Dad to play with.”
For her own biological son, naturally she cared quite a bit.
“Not only won the championship,” Jiang Yan said. “I also found a partner.”
“Also solved the marriage issue.”
Mother Jiang: “???”
Father Jiang: “???”
Mother Jiang didn’t expect Jiang Yan to tell them this just a short while after coming back. “Is it someone from your circle too?”
“Mn.” Jiang Yan smiled. “He is also a professional player.”
Father Jiang, who had been silent and unwilling to talk to Jiang Yan, finally couldn’t sit still. “It’s enough that you play games yourself, but you found a partner who plays games too?!”
“Simply trying to anger me to death!”
Mother Jiang hurriedly smoothed things over:
“Jiang Yan, your dad is just sharp-tongued but soft-hearted. Don’t look at him saying this; actually, he often watches your matches at home.”
Jiang Yan imagined his father holding a tablet watching the match and found it somewhat funny. “Yo, really?”
“Want me to explain the game to you?”
Father Jiang turned his head to the side with a wooden face and huffed coldly. “Who watched him!”
Then he added, “Which one did you find?”
Mother Jiang translated from the side. “Actually, we also knew. Last time in the interview you said you came back to find a partner, so your dad guessed it might be someone from your professional circle.”
“We didn’t take it to heart at the time; didn’t expect your progress to be so fast.”
“Is it Jiang Nan? Or that Star Moon (Xing Yue) who looks well-behaved?”
Incredible, his own parents actually knew Jiang Nan and Star Moon. It seemed they really had learned a lot about the professional circle.
“Neither.” Jiang Yan smiled. “It’s Wen Ran, Dawn.”
Why did this name sound so familiar?
Father Jiang tried hard to recall and suddenly realized—wasn’t this the teammate who played with Jiang Yan in the finals?!
His voice trembling, he tried his best to suppress his anger. “Don’t tell me it’s that Mid Laner from your team.”
“Dad is really smart!” Jiang Yan smiled slightly. “It’s him.”
Father Jiang’s pupils quaked. “Finding a gamer is one thing, but you found a male one!”
Father Jiang said as he planned to find a handy object. “I, I’ll beat this rebellious son to death today!”
Mother Jiang quickly reached out to stop him. “Hey, hey, Old Jiang, calm down!”
After a chaotic uproar, Mother Jiang coaxed Father Jiang back to the room and desperately winked at Jiang Yan, telling him to go back and rest for a while.
Father Jiang entered the room and turned his back to Mother Jiang angrily. “If you hadn’t stopped me, I would have beaten him to death today!”
“Playing games before, now playing games and being gay!” Father Jiang gritted his teeth. “Tell me, is there something wrong with him?”
“Whatever is trendy, he does?”
“How can you say that?” Mother Jiang pushed him. “Didn’t we agree before? No matter who Jiang Yan likes, we won’t interfere?”
Father Jiang’s face turned red. “The problem isn’t there.”
“It lies in the person Jiang Yan found; he isn’t the ordinary kind.” Father Jiang actually cared about his son more than anyone. After Jiang Yan’s comeback, he often watched his matches and knew a bit about his teammates.
This pink-haired Dawn left the deepest impression on him.
He looked like an obedient little boy, very pretty, but turned out to like being other people’s Daddy every day, chasing people to scold them.
Father Jiang actually didn’t have such high requirements for Jiang Yan’s other half; he just wanted someone gentle and easy to get along with. Which part of this Wen Ran touched on that?
He had secretly worried before if this person was a team bully who would bully Jiang Yan.
Later, seeing that this pink team bully was a head shorter than Jiang Yan, his suspended heart finally settled back into his stomach.
As a result, this disappointing son came back and said he was dating him!
Mother Jiang frowned after hearing his description. “But just what you said doesn’t mean there’s a problem with him.”
“I thought so too before,” Father Jiang said. “So later, to verify, I specially went to his livestream room.”
“How was it?”
The simple and honest Father Jiang simply didn’t want to recall, waving his hand. “Simply chaotic, absolute chaos.”
“Jiang Yan, I see he won’t stop until he angers me to death!”
Mother Jiang: “……”
Mother Jiang: “You can’t say it like that. I think, how about letting Jiang Yan bring Wen Ran home another day?”
Wen Ran had nothing to do staying at home these past few days, and no other entertainment, so he could only play games.
Thinking back to falling off his chair from fright in that horror room last time, Wen Ran still felt it was very embarrassing. So he shut himself in his room and re-downloaded it to play.
Just him alone, no livestream.
Soon he regretted it a little because it was easier to get immersed when alone. The consequence of full immersion was getting startled by a female ghost appearing suddenly from who knows which corner.
When livestreaming, bullet comments would remind him. Now left alone, Wen Ran turned off the game with trembling hands.
He swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear.
He even felt now that as soon as he turned off the lights, the room would be full of people.
He opened the livestream platform, wondering if he should return to his comfort zone and chat with the Little Roses to relieve his mood, only to see a push notification on the homepage.
[Wind is live…]
Strange, didn’t he go home?
At the same time, he received a message from Jiang Yan on his phone.
[Duration wasn’t enough, arranged to make it up today. I have to stream for a while.]
Wen Ran switched to a side account and entered, finding that Jiang Yan had just started streaming for about two minutes.
[Hubby, why start streaming at this hour?]
[Good evening Hubby, miss you~]
[Congratulations, Hubby finally came to see me.]
Jiang Yan adjusted the camera. That handsome face was shoved right up to the lens. He spoke, “Streaming with my phone for a bit today.”
[Holy shit, holy shit, I’m dead. This angle, what a boyfriend perspective!]
[Heavens, streaming even when it’s so inconvenient with a phone. Wind indeed loves me hopelessly.]
[Wake up sister, the sun is shining on your butt.]
[Dreaming before it’s even time to sleep.]
[Playing games tonight?]
“Not playing games,” Jiang Yan said. “Phone is inconvenient. Streaming something else tonight.”
[What else? I want to know, is it the kind I can’t watch?]
[Put away your panties.]
[Why don’t you perform a talent for us? I think push-ups are quite good.]
[I support sister. Push-ups provide exercise too, good for the body.]
[Put the phone under you, do a shallow thirty first, pant pant.]
[Help, if it’s really like that, I’ll die with no regrets.]
“A talent is fine,” Jiang Yan said. “But don’t dream about push-ups.”
“As for what to perform, I’ll tell you later.”
[This background doesn’t look like the base. Where is Wind?]
[This decor looks so luxurious. Are you out playing?]
“Didn’t go out,” Jiang Yan said. “At home.”
“This is my home.”
[??? Home?]
[Holy shit? A cabinet full of antique decorations, at home?]
[Oh mother, want to see!]
[Want to see +1]
“Why does everyone want to see what my home looks like?” Jiang Yan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “Alright then.”
He turned the camera around. What came into view was a spacious living room.
It was a minimalist wood color scheme, but not simple at all; instead, it exuded nobility everywhere, elegant and charming.
Jiang Yan walked through a few rooms casually. When he looked at the bullet comments again, a huge pile of lemons (jealousy symbols) had already been spammed.
[Hubby, what exactly does your family do?]
[I admit my eyes have been opened. This is simply a mansion, damn it.]
[The cloakroom is bigger than my house. I’m truly grateful (sarcastic Q)!]
[Mama help, I’ve never seen a refrigerator embedded in the wall.]
[He even has a dedicated piano room.]
[The craftsmanship of this piano must be over a hundred thousand.]
“This is the first floor, won’t go up to the second floor,” Jiang Yan said. “This set isn’t much to look at. Next time I’ll take you to see our Chinese-style courtyard house.”
“That one is the truly beautiful one.”
“It has a lake and a back garden.”
[???]
[Your family has a Chinese-style courtyard?]
[I seem to have gone crazy, or maybe not.]
[Hubby, marry me. No, let me be a watchdog at your house, that works too!]
[Chinese villas are expensive to begin with, and it comes with a lake. Oh my mother!]
[The world of the rich.]
“Because I said I liked it, my dad bought it,” Jiang Yan laughed. “Said to keep it as my wedding house for the future.”
[Who is so lucky?]
[I’m turning into a girlfriend fan now, no one stop me.]
[Hubby marry me!]
[Where can I find a dad like this?]
[Does Dad still need a daughter?]
Wen Ran didn’t pay attention to the bullet comments. Looking at that “wedding house,” he searched up how much a Chinese-style set would cost.
Then he sadly discovered that perhaps in Jiang Yan’s parents’ eyes, he couldn’t afford to raise their son at all.
“Said I’d perform a talent just now,” Jiang Yan said as he sat at the piano. “How about playing a tune?”
[You can actually play the piano?]
[Hubby, now you’ve really become a prince.]
[Oh mother, my Wind, what other surprises are there that We (Royal ‘I’) don’t know?]
Jiang Yan propped up the phone with a stand. After testing the sound, he played a song.
As soon as the familiar melody rang out, Wen Ran’s heart raced uncontrollably. This was the tune Jiang Yan played the first time he confessed to him!
No matter what, he couldn’t have heard it wrong!
Naturally, the bullet comments couldn’t know this, and everyone was fantasizing about themselves.
[Sounds so good, Hubby is the best!]
[Wind, you really… I’m crying to death.]
[So good at romance.]
[Suggest marrying me quickly, don’t let me dream alone!]
Jiang Yan ignored them and immediately played ‘Happy Birthday’.
“Happy Birthday,” he said. “To the obedient treasure celebrating a lunar birthday today.”
[Holy shit, today is my lunar birthday. Wind wished me happy birthday and called me obedient treasure! Ahhh!]
[Heavens, is a man who took the championship home in such a good mood?]
[Wu wu, why isn’t today my lunar birthday! Dying of envy!]
Wen Ran’s vision went blank; he felt like he was suffocating because today was his lunar birthday!
Then he saw Jiang Yan raise his wrist, revealing that wristband, and tap it lightly twice.
He also felt the vibration on his side.
That was their code.
I love you.
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