Daddy Always Gets Jealous

Yan Xiaoxi listened, smiling brightly, "Tell Lu Yi this trick is outdated."

Xiu Qian, "..."

In the past, Miss Yan never responded to calls with such an attitude. Could it really be true that she’s together with that national husband, Mayor Jin, this time?

He’s been paying special attention lately; Mayor Jin has great rapport with women, a considerable amount of popularity, and his fans are not just young girls like Lu Yi’s.

Mayor Jin’s fans range from the very young to elderly ladies with gray hair. Beyond aristocrats and aristocratic ladies, most are white-collar, gold-collar, pink-collar, and middle-upper-class women. They’ve got money, status, and brains, unlike Lu Yi and Zhao Yiran’s fans.

Moreover, Mayor Jin’s family background is incredibly strong, even ten Zhao Yirans can’t compare.

Just judging individual charisma, when Mayor Jin stands within a few dozen meters, other men, except those fashionable upper-class husbands, are sidelined.

But in terms of looks, it seems Lu Yi has the advantage.

This time, Lu Yi really faces a formidable opponent.

Just as he’s about to speak, the call disconnects.

Lu Yi looked on, "Useless fool."

Xiu Qian, "..."

Lu Yi heard the earlier conversation as well.

He didn’t expect her to say that.

Lying on the hospital bed, he pulled out all the needles, dropped them onto the floor, and closed his eyes.

Xiu Qian glanced over, snapped a photo, and sent it to Yan Xiaoxi.

Yan Xiaoxi received the message and gave it a quick look.

Though his current situation was pitiful, that’s another matter.

Considering briefly, she replied, "Tell him whether he’s good or bad has nothing to do with me; the one who should worry is Zhao Yiran. Sending this to me is useless; it just looks like karma. I’ll only laugh twice, haha, scumbag, look, it’s not that karma doesn’t happen, it’s just not time yet."

Xiu Qian read the message and was about to delete it when Lu Yi turned over and snatched the phone away.

Seeing what was written inside, he angrily threw the phone out the window.

Xiu Qian didn’t dare to meet his gaze, "I’ll go get the nurse and doctor."

Lu Yi looked at Xiu Qian, "No need, I’m not sick."

He sat up, looking grim, extremely gloomy.

Xiu Qian glanced over, originally thinking he was really sick this time, but turns out it was still a fake illness.

"What about handling those online news?"

Lu Yi glanced at Xiu Qian, "Handle what? Let them report however they want."

Xiu Qian remained silent; he agreed with this.

The entertainment industry is like that; the more you clarify and explain, the more people will criticize you. It’s better to let things be, after some time, the topic will fade away, and no one will care anymore.

By then, after a few decent films, these matters will be forgotten.

It’s just—

What worries him most now is the Zhao Family. These years, Lu Yi’s career soared, and his assistant’s value multiplied, all thanks to the Zhao Family’s backing.

But since Lu Yi posted that tweet, he clearly felt the Zhao Family’s anger; they’re no longer shielding him from anything.

Moreover, Zhao Yiran’s being criminally detained for trespassing infuriates the Zhao Family.

At this moment, Lu Yi’s resistance means losing everything.

Lu Yi paused for a while, took a deep breath, ready to tweet, initially thinking he couldn’t post at all, considering doing it on foreign Twitter, turns out he didn’t need it.

Seeing him about to tweet again, Xiu Qian hurriedly spoke up, "Lu Yi!"

Lu Yi looked at Xiu Qian, "Don’t forget, without me, there’s no you today."

Xiu Qian hesitated before speaking, "But without sister Yiran, neither of us would be here today."