After Our Divorce, I Still Wore Your Jacket

After Our Divorce, I Still Wore Your Jacket

Chapter 55 - Chapter 55

Brother Geng's done with him? For the person who signed him to just stop supporting him like that, Yuan Ye thought that Brother Geng really had the power to cover the sky with one hand.

But they had been in the same crew for a few months, and even spent the New Year together, and had some relationship. He couldn't just let him waste a few years away like that. Even though he didn't know what Yang Siran was thinking, he shouldn't be so ruthless.

So, when Yuan Ye saw Geng Jinwei again, he specifically mentioned Yang Siran's situation and asked if he wanted to send some materials. Lin Feng's film had high standards, and if he could really be selected, it would be a great opportunity.

Geng Jinwei didn't say whether he would send it or not, he just said, "Okay, I got it."

Yuan Ye also added, "I've seen Yang Siran act, and his acting skills are pretty good."

Geng Jinwei looked at him with a half-smile on his face and asked Yuan Ye, "He and Shaoyi had a scandal, don't you mind?"

Yuan Ye chuckled and sat up straight from his slouching position at the desk. He patted his pants and said, "How old am I? Besides, when have I ever cared about that kind of thing?"

Geng Jinwei laughed and Yuan Ye continued, "Back when we were filming, Little Yang and I had a decent relationship. He was a well-behaved kid and I didn't dislike him. Let me talk to him and give him a lesson if he's being foolish. But I'm just saying this once, you listen if you want, it doesn't mean I'll get involved in company matters."

Geng Jinwei lit a cigarette and tossed the box to Yuan Ye. He called out to him, "Brother Ye, don't put it like this, if you and Shaoyi are willing to get involved, I'd be grateful."

Yuan Ye shook his head and smiled, "We're not willing, you've worked hard, Brother Geng."

Since they were discussing Yang Siran's matter, Geng Jinwei finally said, "I'll send his information over later. Whether it works out or not, just give him a push."

"No problem," Yuan Ye nodded with a smile, "After all, he's our own actor."

With so many actors in the industry, not everyone can lend a helping hand. But Yang Siran happened to have worked with Yuan Ye before, and they had a decent relationship. It was fate that brought them together, so Yuan Ye spoke up for him. As for company matters, Yuan Ye didn't get involved. If Fang Shaoyi had any questions, he could ask, but Yuan Ye didn't want to say too much.

But he didn't dwell on it. Two days later, Yang Siran sent Yuan Ye a message on WeChat: "Thank you, Brother Yuan Ye, for speaking up for me. I've troubledyou."

Yuan Ye had added Yang Siran on WeChat during their time on set, but they hadn't talked since. He couldn't even remember adding him. Yuan Ye replied with a simple message: "Keep working hard and control your temper."

Yang Siran replied: "Okay, I'll take note. Thank you again, Brother Yuan Ye."

After putting away his phone, Yuan Ye turned his attention to the small pot on the stove. As soon as it started boiling, he turned down the heat and covered it. Leaning against the counter, he thought about the boring scandal between Yang Siran and Fang Shaoyi.

Yuan Ye chuckled to himself. Had he really not cared at all? That was a lie. He didn't bother with the news, but during the filming of the drama, when Yang Siran and Fang Shaoyi were acting together with bare legs, Yuan Ye felt a twinge of heartache. It had nothing to do with jealousy or suspicion, but rather the taste of youth.

Those two long, slender, and white legs were truly tender. When Yuan Ye was young, he didn't have such pretty legs. He was too active, so his legs weren't very fair and had more muscles. But when he stood in front of Fang Shaoyi, his legs shone brightly.

Although they weren't as beautiful, they were definitely attractive. Suddenly, Yuan Ye shook his head and smiled. It was a good morning, but why did he suddenly feel so naughty?

Fang Shaoyi walked in and asked him, "What are you laughing at?"

Yuan Ye honestly replied, "I was chatting with a little boy."

Fang Shaoyi had no expression and asked, "Chatting again?"

"Well, you never chat with me anyway," Yuan Ye said.

Fang Shaoyi asked, "What are you chatting about that makes you so happy?"

Yuan Ye said, "Legs."

"Legs?" Fang Shaoyi raised his eyebrows and looked at Yuan Ye's smug face. He walked over and hugged him with one hand, whispering in his ear, "Do you need more love?"

The one thing that scared Yuan Ye the most was when Fang Shaoyi spoke next to his ear. He would instinctively tilt his neck to the side and soften his tone, "I didn't chat, how would I dare?" he asked.

As he finished speaking, he reached his hand back and pinched Fang Shaoyi's leg, saying, "The only thing that I want to talk about are these legs of yours."

"Is that so?" Fang Shaoyi's voice was flat as he moved Yuan Ye's hand down, "How about we talk about this?"

"...Sure, we can talk about that." Yuan Ye couldn't handle this kind of teasing and felt like he was about to explode.

Fang Shaoyi let go of him and went to pour himself a glass of water, drinking it slowly with a blank expression. Yuan Ye took a deep breath before laughing and saying, "Talking about this won't do any good. It's not like you need mine, even if we talk it'll be about yours."

Yuan Ye's mouth never stayed idle, always looking for a chance to be mischievous. Fang Shaoyi gave him a deep look but didn't bother with him. Yuan Ye would have to leave soon, and there was no time for it. Fang Shaoyi pointed at him, and Yuan Ye laughed, keeping his mouth shut and no longer acting foolish.

The two of them enjoyed their relationship, and time passed quickly. At first, it was all about pleasing each other, but as time went on, it became a game of flirting and teasing between them, which was quite amusing. Outsiders who didn't know the truth thought that Yuan Ye had been pursuing Fang Shaoyi for a long time, and it was a difficult chase. Only those who knew the inside story understood that these two guys were just having fun because they had too much time on their hands.

For example, Ji Xiaotao had grown numb from watching his two brothers. His heart was as calm as still water. At first, he would occasionally message his assistant, Dong Lin Xuan, to boast about his conquests. But after a while, he had boasted enough.

When Dong Lin hadn't heard from him in a while, he took the initiative to ask, "Did your brothers break up again?"

Ji Xiaotao replied with a dark expression, "It's your brother who broke up."

Recently, Yuan Ye's cooking skills have improved greatly. Whether it's making soup or noodles, everything is made with love. Occasionally, he even adds some special touches to show his affection. During Christmas, he even brought home a huge Christmas tree, adorned with a bunch of gifts.

Fang Shaoyi didn't know how to react at first, but he could imagine how Yuan Ye managed to hang everything up without a ladder. He's like a wild monkey, climbing up effortlessly. However, Fang Shaoyi had no idea how to take it down. The tree was over two meters tall, and he needed a long ladder to reach the top. He couldn't believe that at forty years old, he still had to go through all this trouble just to receive gifts from Santa Claus. Why can't Santa just put the gifts under his pillow?

Despite an unwilling expression on his face and complaints in his mouth, he still spent over half an hour having his photos taken on Christmas Eve, capturing more than ten shots. In the end, he carefully selected three photos: one panoramic shot, one of him sitting on a ladder unwrapping gifts, and one of him sitting on the floor surrounded by colorful gift boxes, his long legs stretched out, smiling with satisfaction. He even added a caption: "Happy holidays, from seven-year-old Fang."

His fans below couldn't help but burst into laughter and exclaim with joy, accusing him of being cruel to single dogs. But his fans understood him perfectly - he did it on purpose, that was the whole point. Someone even revealed that Yuan Ye had posted a WeChat moment with the caption "Seven-year-old Fang" in the past, and when the two posts were put together, the meaning was clear.

CP fans need no introduction, they can just lie down and eat candy all day. They don't care about what others say, they can't even finish eating all the candy they have.

Yuan Ye didn't see Fang Shaoyi's Weibo post, but some kind-hearted people in his friend circle kept sending him notifications. After reading them, Yuan Ye asked Fang Shaoyi in disbelief, "What are you showing off for?"

Fang Shaoyi hadn't even opened his gifts yet. At first, he had a look of disdain on his face, but he couldn't keep up the act and his eyes were filled with laughter. He tried to sound serious and said, "Why do you care?"

"I don't care," Yuan Ye helped him open the gifts, there were dozens of them and Fang Shaoyi was taking forever. "I wouldn't dare to care, you're the boss."

Fang Shaoyi pointed to the box in his hand and said, "Put it down."

"Ah, okay," Yuan Ye looked at him, hesitated for a moment, then sighed and put it down. "Okay, okay."

Yuan Ye could handle all these fancy things, and Fang Shaoyi was coaxed to the heavens by him. When it came to giving gifts during the holidays or doing anything else, he prepared them with care, but not as extravagantly as Yuan Ye.

That year, they spent the Spring Festival at Fang Shaoyi's parents' house and went back to Yuan Ye's parents' house on the second day of the new year. During the New Year, the two of them exchanged greetings privately. Yuan Ye had a set of blessings, and every time he said one, Fang Shaoyi gave him a red envelope. In the end, Fang Shaoyi ran out of red envelopes before Yuan Ye finished.

Helplessly, Fang Shaoyi said to him, "I'm out, don't say anymore."

Yuan Ye was grinning mischievously with a bunch of red envelopes he had collected from Fang Shaoyi. Suddenly, he leaned over and reached into Fang Shaoyi's pocket, pulling out another red envelope. He chuckled and said, "You thought I wouldn't guess that you were hiding one."

Fang Shaoyi was helpless and said, "Can you at least leave me one? It's for after the event."

Yuan Ye burst out laughing, "No need for after-event red envelopes. I'll feel like I'm collecting fees or something."

"What fees?" Fang Shaoyi licked his lips, and Yuan Ye felt like he was being teased by his expression.

Scratching his head, Yuan Ye winked at him and mouthed, "Service fees."

He had said it, so he was clearly asking for it. Fang Shaoyi couldn't disappoint him. He had to make sure Yuan Ye's New Year's wishes were fulfilled.


As they finished up, the year had already passed and the new year had begun. Yuan Ye lay there, rummaging through his clothes for a cigarette, when Fang Shaoyi pulled out a red envelope from somewhere and handed it to him. He lightly bit his own lips before saying, "Here's your lucky money, may you have a safe and peaceful year."

Yuan Ye laughed, "I still haven't dug them all out, how do you still have some?"

Fang Shaoyi replied, "Even if you dig more out, I'll still have some left. I have to leave some lucky money for you."

Yuan Ye took the lucky money and kissed it before reaching under his pillow and pulling out another red envelope. He handed it to Fang Shaoyi and said softly, "You always give me lucky money every year, from now on, I'll give you some too. All my blessings are for you, and I'll make sure they're firmly pressed to you."

Fang Shaoyi took the envelope and looked at it for a long time without saying a word. Yuan Ye reached up and touched his face, lowering his voice as he spoke, "I used to be pretty thick-skinned and not very attentive. There were a lot of things I didn't think about, but looking back now, I feel like I haven't been good enough to you."

"In the future, I'll try to think more about things. If I say something wrong, just tell me. And if there's anything I've done that's made things difficult for you, let me know." The small lamp on the bedside made everything feel intimate and gentle as Yuan Ye continued, "We still have a long way to go, and I want to be even better to you."

Fang Shaoyi met his gaze, their eyes locked in a tender embrace. Fang Shaoyi had originally wanted to ask where Yuan Ye's sudden realization had come from, but he felt that it wasn't necessary.

When your lover expresses their feelings, the best thing to do is to accept them with an open heart.

So in the end, Fang Shaoyi just nodded and said, "Okay."


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