Part 3
Tang Yue was speechless, feeling that this misunderstanding was enough to make him suffer social death.
The wind blew down leaves. Tang Mian, covered in completed wish strips, looked like a little god fulfilling people’s wishes, shaking his head and looking at the two men.
Tang Yue: “Then, may he achieve great success.”
He reached out to write “achieve great success,” but before he could put pen to paper, his hand was caught.
A warm palm covered his back of his hand, and Jiang Shulu said seriously—
“I want all my wishes to come true, can Tang Yue fulfill that for me?”
That day, the variety show’s trending topics updated quickly, basically having nothing to do with Yao Lixin.
He wished the cameras would all focus on Jiang Shulu, so he could slack off on the show and chat with his wife.
Or play a game with his nephew.
#JiangShulu’sWish
#ItSeemsToHaveBecomeReal
#WishesComeTrue
#Fulfillment
#YaoLixin’sPaidVacation
The barrage in the live stream reached its peak after Jiang Shulu wrote down “wishes come true.”
“I feel like I’ve died, and then come back to life.”
“As expected, we still have to rely on senior members of the boy band to perform.”
“If this is performance, it’s a bit too…real.”
“Who can get a high-profile tycoon like him to perform? There must be some shady deals.”
“I don’t know why I want to cry. Jiang Shulu doesn’t want to achieve great success, he wants all his wishes to come true, so what he wants is…”
“Isn’t it obvious!!”
Tang Yue hastily followed Jiang Shulu’s hand to write “wishes come true,” watching Jiang Shulu slowly hang the completed wish strips on the branches with Tang Mian on his back.
There was a cable car on the mountaintop, still operational. Seen from afar, the colors were different, kind of vibrant.
Tang Mian: “If it’s any higher, I won’t be able to reach it!!”
He seemed to really enjoy spending time with Jiang Shulu. The child had many questions, and Jiang Shulu patiently answered them.
Tang Mian painstakingly hung five or six wish strips before he ran out of energy. Afterward, he ran towards Tang Yue, groaning—
“Dad, help me hang them. It looks better if they are hung higher.”
Tang Yue looked at the height Tang Mian pointed to, and then at the height of the red ribbons Tang Mian had tied while sitting on Jiang Shulu’s shoulders, and fell silent.
“Little Mian, you really have a lot of tricks up your sleeve.”
“Repeat: The reincarnation of the matchmaker.”
Jiang Shulu looked at Tang Yue: “Come on.”
Tang Yue exclaimed.
Jiang Shulu: “I’ll carry you.”
Tang Yue: “I don’t want to.”
Jiang Shulu: “Then you carry me.”
“You can even say that? There’s a height difference!”
“Tang Yue is really too thin. I heard he eats quite a lot, is this a genetic problem?”
“I declare Tang Mian was born to Tang Yue, genetic problem!”
“Jiang Shulu is also quite lively now, what kind of ‘stones blooming’ plot is this.”
Tang Yue was a bit terrified: “I can’t carry you.”
Tang Mian: “Yeah! My dad will be crushed by Uncle Jiang.”
Tang Yue couldn’t stand it anymore, and covered Tang Mian’s mouth.
Jiang Shulu laughed: “It won’t crush him, will it?”
Tang Yue hesitated, and Yao Lixin, who had already finished hanging the wish strips and was preparing to wrap up, came over.
He looked at Jiang Shulu and then at Tang Yue, urging, “Hurry up, we need to go down the mountain before dark.”
Tang Yue: “Brother Shulu, can’t you just stand on your tiptoes?”
Jiang Shulu: “Your son wants to hang it so high up, it’s not something I can reach just by standing on my tiptoes.”
Tang Yue muttered in his heart: He’s your son too.
Yao Lixin quickly entered the role of an eager onlooker, making an “oh” sound: “It is a bit high. At worst, Tang Yue, you can ride on the captain’s back too. I’ll give you the strips, it’ll be quick.”
Tang Yue’s eyes widened.
Jiang Shulu thought for a moment: “Then let’s try?”
“Is it that hard to find a ladder in such a large temple?”
“Understand the sense of ritual!”
“Little Mian really asked earlier, the monk said the ladder is in the back hall, several hundred meters from here.”
“Ride? I can’t control my brain anymore—”
Yao Lixin directly pushed Tang Yue: “Don’t dawdle, it’ll get dark later and delay the children’s dinner. Look at Little Mian’s hungry look.”
Tang Mian cooperated with a “嗷 (āo – a sound indicating hunger)”
Tang Yue: “Then I’ll try.”
Yao Lixin: “Let me see what wishes you’ve written.”
Tang Yue said again: “I don’t want to sit on your shoulders like Little Mian.”
Tang Yue: “Then you…”
Jiang Shulu directly pulled him in front of him and lifted him up.
It was a bit like Tang Yue lifting Tang Mian, instantly making Tang Yue blush with shame.
It forced Tang Yue to focus entirely on hanging the wish strips.
Yao Lixin mumbled, looking at the wish strips being hung up.
“Wishing Liu Xi Chao and Mr. Jiang He a long and happy life together. Wow, Tang Yue, you love Liu Xi Chao so much but not me? You didn’t write about me?”
Tang Yue didn’t have time to deal with his jokes.
Jiang Shulu: “He wrote about me.”
“Show off, hahaha.”
“It feels like a serf singing after turning over a new leaf.”
Yao Lixin: “Impossible, why isn’t there me!”
Tang Yue looked very serious, but all his senses were focused on Jiang Shulu’s hand holding his waist.
Jiang Shulu didn’t shake at all, but Tang Yue did.
Even the camera captured his slightly trembling hands, nervously biting his lip. Those who didn’t know would think this was some kind of torture scene.
“Who called Tang Yue a kitten first?”
“The UL captain, he said Tang Yue walks silently.”
“Laughing to death, Jiang Shulu now looks like he’s holding a cat hahaha.”
“My treasure, you look very uncomfortable.”
“Tang Yue’s waist has always been very sensitive, before, when he was on a show and playing a game, he could fall down just from being scratched.”
“He’s enduring so hard.”
Jiang Shulu was still talking to Yao Lixin, those who didn’t know would think it was a fight for favor.
Tang Yue quickly hung up the wish strip, and stumbled a bit when he landed, and Jiang Shulu supported him.
“Treasure, exercise more.”
“It feels like Tang Yue has gone soft.”
Jiang Shulu: “Are you uncomfortable?”