Chapter 2
Mama Fang stared at her son warningly, but yet he still couldn't stop his editor from crying. The editor even switched to a video call to show that she was really genuinely crying. "Teacher1, if you don't continue your series, then I would have to parade through the streets of angry fans! Last time you gave the excuse of an appendicitis operation, this time we can't use the same excuse again! We don't have a second appendix to cut ah, wuwuwu2!
Fang Jingyao felt his scalp went numb from hearing his little aunty editor cry, he could only agree to work throughout the whole night, finally handing in his draft. After sleeping for less than 3 hours, he was then woken up by his mother's phone call, asking him to go down to the barbershop to do some styling. "Remember ah, choose the more expensive option, your face will look more handsome. When you go to the café shop, don't talk too much, smile more! Did you hear me!"
Fang Jingyao let out a sound of agreement, hung up his phone and fell asleep. By the time he woke up, he only has twenty minutes left.
Fifteen minutes were already spent on driving, the remaining five minutes could only be used to dress up. He only had time to use water to dampen his curled-up hair before finally rushing to the coffee shop.
When he finally arrived, Mama Fang was talking with an aunt in silk dress at the door. Both of them were very friendly with each other, talking and laughing. Seeing Fang Jingyao had arrived, Mama Fang immediately beckoned him to come over and said with a smile, "This is my disappointing son. He likes to draw since he was a child, we also can't do anything. Since he's the only son, we could only follow his wishes. He has been drawing for so many years, I guess I could say that he had at least achieved some small achievements. He had published two books. I will send it to you later to see, hahaha!"
Fang Jingyao listened blankly, the images of his mom tearing the countless comic he had drawn flashed before his eyes.
The aunty smiled and said, "He looks very young, how old is he?"
Fang Jingyao opened his mouth, and before he could speak, his mother had already cut in, "Hehe, he's already 26! Not young anymore. He just only likes to stay at home by himself. If he can meet Long Yu, I will feel more relieved knowing he has more people to talk to!"
The aunt on the other side glanced at him, Fang Jingyao blinked, smiled and said, "Hello, Auntie."
The aunt also laughed, and swiftly said, "Very good, I already like him just by looking at him, he's much more cheerful than the one in my house (her son). I could only blame myself and his dad for always being busy at work and didn't take care of him properly ever since he was a child. Now he's older and had already become more withdrawn and no longer communicate much with people anymore, sigh..."
"I heard that Long Yu had also studied overseas?"
"Yes, XX University, he skipped two levels and graduated early then went to Germany to study PhD......"
The two mothers chatted enthusiastically and within a short period of time had already become very familiar with each other. Especially Mama Fang, as soon as he heard the other's famous university, her eyes immediately shone, she likes this really much. Her son couldn't even compare to the other person. After eating chicken drumstick for three days straight, he could only manage to get into the second-best university3. Really giving her a heart and head ache!
The two parents chatted happily. Fang Jingyao then cautiously said, "Mom, I'll go use the toilet for a while."
Mama Fang nodded, "Go quickly and come back. Don't let other people wait for too long!"
Long Yu's mother was courteous and embarrassed. "Where is my son... I'll call him again to urge him to be a little faster. This Long Yu is really... I had already told him that he must at least make some time for today at noon and yet he is still late..."
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Contract Husbands (合约夫夫)
RomanceFang Jingyao had wandered around for a few years, only changing one big black pot (got blame). He would rather just carry his drawing board, pat his butt and go home, not doing it anymore. Initially, he thought that he could just save money and eat...