Chapter Six

It is impossible for Song Bai to not stay in bed. When he is called by Lu Fucheng in the morning, he just grumbles and buries his head in the sheets, refusing to get up.

When Song Bai lifts the pot, he doesn't care about face at all: 'It's all your fault that I didn't sleep well! I feel uncomfortable all over... Just let me lie down for three more minutes, okay?'

Lufucheng knows very well that he's been taking care of this little brat very comfortably, but he can't say a hard word to him. He loves him so much that he can't bear to see him in pain. 'You've told me seven or eight times to lie down for another three minutes... Why don't you sleep and I'll come back to you after I finish the work?'

Songs Bai had long since been unable to fall asleep, but he was still lying in bed. When he heard these words, he immediately sat up and said, No, if I wait for you to come back, it'll probably already be dark outside. He hurriedly got up to wash, while Lu Fu Cheng helped him prepare the clothes he needed to wear.

Li Yang has such a good relationship with Song Bai but still tries to advise Lu Fu Cheng not to spoil Song Bai. Lu Fu Cheng remains noncommittal. Song Bai was born in 1999, and this year he is only 19 years old, still very much in the age of being a child. Lu Fu Cheng feels that he can't provide the best material conditions for Song Bai, so he must pamper him in life, otherwise it would be unacceptable.

Song Bai didn't think much of the clothes that Lu Fucheng was wearing. So he picked out a pink hoodie for himself, which he had personally chosen when buying. It was a very tender and bright pink, making his small face and the slender neck revealed by his shirt collar appear even whiter.

Lufucheng didn't feel too good about it. Is she going to be my assistant or is she going on a date with me?

Song Bai said, When we go to the commercial district later, can't I make myself look a little more attractive? Pick out that outfit for me to wear, otherwise I'll look like I'm heading to a tutoring class.

Song Bai picked and pulled at the stray hairs in front of his eyes with his fingers, and suddenly stopped with a sharp intake of breath.

My right eye is twitching.

The right eye is twitching for wealth.

When my left eye twitches, you say it means good fortune! Song Bai clearly didn't buy into Lu Fu Cheng's superstitious beliefs.

After thinking for a moment, Lu Facheng chuckled and said, If your left eye is twitching, it means you'll gain wealth, and if your right eye is twitching, it's a muscular spasm. It's probably because your eyes have been overworked recently.

Song Baixiao let out a long 'oh' with a smile, changed his shoes, and went out with Lu Fucheng. They had a simple meal on the way.

Song Bai wasted too much time, and by the time they arrived, they were already late. The manager was pacing back and forth in the stairway like an ant on a hot pan and immediately rushed over when he saw Lu Fucheng approaching.

Why are you only arriving now? Mr. Ji is already here, and you're making the big boss wait for you?

Liu Fucheng repeatedly apologized.

Anyway, it's already like this. Hurry up and go inside. Hey... who's this kid?

Lu Fucheng said, My younger brother, come help me. Treat him as my assistant.

The manager was so anxious that he didn't say much, and used the master key that hadn't been replaced yet to open the door.

They clearly came in at the wrong time. Although the opaque white silk hanging as a partition made it difficult to see, their voices still carried through. There seemed to be only one person on the other side speaking, a boy's voice deliberately using an extremely gentle and soft Shanghai dialect, his coquettish tone causing goosebumps to rise on Song Bai's skin.

Lu Fucheng's expression remained unchanged as he took the lead and walked out. He courteously greeted, 'Mr. Ji, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting.' Lu Fucheng took out a thick design blueprint and a notebook from his bag and said, 'Let me show you something.'

Song Bai quietly took a look, and her eyes instantly widened. The disgustingly charming young man in front of her turned out to be the most popular and well-reputed male actor of the moment, with a personality that was as cold as it was arrogant, akin to the bloom of a high mountain flower.

Ji Su Yun didn't move, her gaze passed directly over Lu Fucheng and landed on Song Bai: 'What a coincidence.'

Song Bai was momentarily stunned before realizing that the man in front of him was speaking to him. Ji Suiyun's aura was too overwhelming, and he hadn't even dared to look at him too much just now. As he lifted his head and met the man's eyes, he immediately recognized him: Ah...hello, what a coincidence.

I feel really embarrassed about last time, Song Bai explained carefully with cause and effect due to the presence of Lu Fucheng beside him. I accidentally bumped into the little girl you were with, and I've been thinking about compensating her for her clothes. Song Bai originally thought that the girl was the man's daughter, but he didn't expect the man to be interested in males. Although it was common for the wealthy to be unrestricted in their diets, Song Bai felt that some words couldn't be spoken without thinking first.

Liu Fucheng understood, but the way Ji Suiyun looked at Song Bai made him feel a sudden anxiety. He thought, 'My younger brother is always so absent-minded. Maybe he needs a lesson to improve his memory. We can deduct the compensation from the final payment.'

Ji Suiyun smiled lightly. He had a good-looking appearance that was apparent from his bones. Song Bai vaguely remembered some physiognomy he had read about and noticed that Ji Suiyun's facial bones were very obvious, indicating that he had the appearance of an emperor or king. Song Bai felt a bit uneasy around him, possibly due to the last time he saw this man who had a cold and aloof demeanor that exuded an air of superiority.

It's okay, I've apologized so many times already. If others hear it, they might think I'm not considerate enough. But it seems that we really do have a connection.

Mr. Ji, please go take a look. I still have to go sign a contract with Sister Fang this afternoon, Liu Sizhe couldn't sit still any longer. He had been rolling in the mud of the entertainment circle for four or five years, serving countless masters. Ji Suiyun was the type of person who wouldn't even bat an eyelid at the sight of someone he wasn't interested in. It was a bit unusual for him to be talking so much with the person in front of him.

Moreover, the design of Song Bai's suit is much more in line with this young master's taste. Its frame is delicate and lightweight, with rosy lips and white teeth, and his entire body is well-proportioned. Even in the entertainment industry's garden of beautiful flowers, he could still be considered outstanding. Furthermore, Liu Sizhe glanced at Song Bai's skinny waist and couldn't help but think sourly, not understanding how someone could starve themselves to such an extent.

Liu Fucheng's expression also became cold and indifferent. He had never seen Ji Siyun before and knowing what kind of person he is, he definitely wouldn't bring Song Bai here today.

Fortunately, Ji Suiyun has also refocused his attention on this house. However, Liu Sizhe can’t help but feel that Ji Suiyun's mood has improved somewhat since he first arrived.

A person like Ji Suiyun would never accompany the harem to look at houses. It was purely because his stepmother putting on a kind motherly facade was urging him to stay away from men, and she even said it in front of his father. In order to irritate them, Ji Suiyun called Liu Sizhe during work hours and said he would accompany him to look at houses. Liu Sizhe reminded himself not to read too much into it, but Ji Suiyun's cold demeanor made even shameless people like him feel uneasy throughout the whole journey.

Lufucheng has a high level of professional quality. Although Jisuoyun did not have any specific requirements for the design, it was precisely the lack of requirements that made it most troublesome. Lufucheng did a lot of research and ultimately asked about Songbai's preferences.

When Ji Suiyun looked at this house, she didn't have any objections, but Song Bai showed a lot of enthusiasm and his eyes were shining. He couldn't resist touching the expensive and frighteningly carved wood on the wall, but Lu Fucheng quickly grabbed his hand and said, Be good, don't touch it.

One of the main reasons why Liu Sizhe did not have much enmity towards Song Bai was because he had long realized that their relationship as designer and client was not ordinary. Liu Sizhe gave a suggestive smile.

Song Bai put down his hands with a sullen expression and apologized softly to Lu Fucheng.

In Ji Suiyun's eyes, it was pitch black. He stared intently at the hand of Lu Fucheng as he held onto Song Bai's wrist, and spoke in a low voice, 'What do you think of the decoration in this house?'

Song Bai was briefly puzzled, though out of politeness and agreement with Lu Fucheng, he smiled and replied, 'I think it's great, everywhere looks beautiful, not only tasteful but also warm.'

Ji Suiyun nodded his head.

On Monday, when the final payment is made, I will be satisfied. Ji Suiyun said to Lu Fucheng.

Liu Sizhe was unhappy in his heart. He had given a house to himself, but Ji Suiyun did not even bother to ask for his opinion and just put on a show of caring.

But he didn't dare to say anything and obediently followed Ji Su Yun.

The driver opened the car door for Ji Suiyun, and she looked at Liu Sizhe saying, You can give your agent a call, I'm busy and won't be able to give you a ride.

Liu Sizhe was startled for a moment and said, 'Okay, Mr. Ji, don't tire yourself out too much.'

Ji Su Yun bent over to get into the car, suddenly thinking of something. 'You're going to transfer ownership the day after tomorrow. You can stay in the villa in Qingpu for now, and I'll keep this house for myself.'