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Yan Gexin was slightly surprised that the call was cut off. Why had that happened? If Yan Fei did not want to call him, how did he know that he was trying to call? Wait a minute, was he working right now?
Yan Fei facepalmed at seemingly figuring out the issue.
He had finally solved one thing today, had to take advantage of the momentum to solve an issue that has been entrenched in his heart since the apocalypse. Whether is was Liu Xianyu or colleagues taking the chance to add pressure and seeking trouble, both could affect his future career.
Although Yan Gexin did want to fix the relationship with his son, tempers had flared the last time the two had met. His dissatisfaction would likely touch Yan Fei's bottom line. After a night's deliberation, he felt Yan Fei would not reject his proposal – the matter of homosexuality not leaving descendants could be touched upon after the father-son relation had been fixed, perhaps surrogacy?
Seeing Yan Fei hang up, Luo Xun whispered in confusion while waiting for the car to reach the barracks. "Who called?"
Yan Fei shrugged. "Don't know."
...Didn't know so he just hung up?
Luo Xun grimaced, then his mind remembered someone. "Was it your parents?" Yan Fei had met with his father yesterday, if they had exchanged numbers...
Wait if Yan Fei had given his number, wouldn't he know the other person's number? Or had his father handed over the phone to someone else?
Then he thought of the few encounters with Yan Fei's mother...Luo Xun's temple began to pound. That had told Luo Xun that Yan Fei's mother was not a simple character.
He did not fear supporting Yan Fei's parents, after all he was rather rich, having one or two idlers was not a problem. But he did not like factors in instability and also disliked trouble.
While Luo Xun was secretly calculating if his parents lost their ability to work and the couple had to help rent a house, the monthly support and other practical problems. Yan Fei rubbed Luo Xun's hair, "What are you thinking about? Get in the car."
"Oh, right." Luo Xun stepped into the car and began to calculate how much food an older person needed each day, the portion of vegetables, meat, eggs, oil and so on.
They drove the car back and Luo Xun lamented as he locked the car, "We could afford if it's only one." But two was slightly more difficult.
After all, they had already divided all the spoils, so if he and Yan Fei wanted to support one or more people, they would have to use their private resources. He was afraid that they could not be able to save many points from the two's work pay.
"Eh? What do you want to keep?" Yan Fei was confused – wasn't there already a dog at home? Who knew what Luo Xun was muttering about.
Luo Xun shook his head with a smile. He would wait for Yan Fei to bring up the topic himself before taking action.
The two people climbed the usual stairs up to the 16th floor.
Around 7:30 pm, the two were eating fruit shaved ice in the living room in front of the fan. Crushed ice cubes were mixed with the home's ripened watermelon cut into small pieces. The two ingredients were mixed together before eating.
This watermelon was the first harvest of fruit this year. Since the fruit was pretty big, it had been picked after fully ripening and everyone brought home a portion.
While the two people and a dog were eating watermelon, the cellphone on the table started ringing. Luo Xun looked over, sure enough it was Yan Fei's cell phone, he looked at his lover.
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