The iron-blooded director who had dominated the film set for thirty or forty years finally bowed his proud head to the end of the years and had to admit that he was getting old.

There was an echo in his ears...

He found that he couldn't even understand his mother tongue...

The world finally became insane and beyond his comprehension...

What do you mean the son is not the biological son, but the grandson is the biological grandson?!

Isn't my son my biological son?!

Is there a green light above my head?!

Then how come my grandson is my biological son!!!

Do you have a cerebral thrombosis or do I have a cerebral thrombosis!!!

Xia Chi, please explain it to me clearly!!!

I can’t explain why I have a feud with you!!!

Luo Jian held his heart.

Or, take a quick-acting heart pill first.

After Mr. and Mrs. Luo Ming finished toasting at this table, they went to the box to receive the distinguished guests.

Xia Chi sat down again and gnawed on his pig's trotter.

He used both hands, his fingertips sinking into the trembling gelatinous layer, squinting slightly as he bit, his cheeks sticky with the shiny sauce, revealing a bit of the piety of a pilgrim.

Seriously, meticulously, and with full concentration, he used all his strength to suck out the bone marrow between the cartilages, not even leaving out the meat residue stuck to his fingertips.

For a full ten minutes, he didn't have any distracting thoughts at all.

After finishing chewing the pork knuckle, he licked his lips, still unsatisfied, and then he realized that Feng Man was staring at him as if he were a prehistoric creature.

"Sister Man, why are you looking at me? Why aren't you eating? I went to great lengths to get it for you. The pork trotter is delicious."

Feng Man's face twitched. She realized that she had underestimated Xia Chi. Even if he didn't achieve anything great, he still had great potential to become a food-broadcasting internet celebrity.

Xia Chi glanced down and stared at Feng Man's plate. Her pig's trotter was already cold.

"Don't you like it? Then...give it to me?"

As he spoke, the dog's paw had already stretched out.

“Bang!”

Feng Man swung her chopsticks down in the air, hitting his wrist accurately.

"Don't even think about it! You—"

Feng Man wanted to kick him on Luo Jian's behalf.

They're all waiting for you!

Still eating! Be careful, Luo Jian is coming to take you away.

Unfortunately, Xia Chi didn't understand her intention and licked his fingers, feeling unsatisfied.

"How stingy."

Director Luo Jian's wife Hao Huifen happened to come over. She saw that Luo Jian's face was as pale as paper, with fine cold sweat oozing from his forehead and even his lips had lost their color. She quickly helped him to sit on the nearest chair.

"Lao Luo? What's wrong with you? Are you having palpitations again?"

After taking the quick-acting heart pills, Luo Jian's ears were still buzzing and his mind was in a mess. Without thinking, he grabbed Hao Huifen's wrist and looked at the thunder in her eyes.

"What's wrong with me? I also want to ask you what's wrong with you. What on earth did you do behind my back? You..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and he was suddenly aware of the curious gazes around him. Family disgrace should not be made public. Today is the full moon banquet, and I can't let people see me as a laughing stock.

He angrily said, "I'll settle the score with you when I get back..."

Luo Jian suppressed his anger, but Hao Huifen seemed to be nailed to the spot, and her delicate makeup could not hide her face that turned pale in an instant.

She—the jewel in the crown of the military compound, where so many high-ranking officials' children had once flocked to her door—had her eyes fixed on this talented but powerless young man. For him, she was willing to turn against her father and brother, even giving up a promising future in the art troupe. If it weren't for the old man's later relentless support, how could Luo Jian have risen so quickly from a humble director to the top?

Over the years, although Luo Jian had a bad temper, he always showed some tenderness towards her.

When had she ever suffered such insinuations and grievances?

Hao Huifen slowly raised her chin, her usually proud neck slightly raised. "I, Hao Huifen, act uprightly. Explain to me clearly—what do you mean by the good things I did behind your back?"

The voice suddenly rose, and Xia Chi's table could hear it clearly. The laughter and chattering suddenly stopped, and the movements of those picking up food, pouring wine, and chatting all froze.

What what?

Who did what good thing behind whose back?

Is there any melon?

There was a tacit sense of restlessness in the air, and gossip spread rapidly among the guests like a virus.

Everyone's eyes involuntarily turned to the same direction——

In the shadow of the corridor column, Luo Jian and Hao Huifen were facing each other. The diamond brooch on Hao Huifen's chest rose and fell violently with her rapid breathing, while Director Luo Jian was sitting decadently in the chair, his tie crooked, and he looked like he had lost all desire to live.

Xia Chi puffed out his cheeks and took away the last duck neck while no one was paying attention.

【Have you found the culprit? 】

[Why are you here to call me to task now? What were you doing before...?]

[The rice has been cooked, so you have to eat it even if you don’t want to…]

Xia Chi's words were like the final judgment, crushing Luo Jian's last bit of hope.

His eyes turned green and he clapped the armrests of his chair tremblingly, as if he had aged ten years in an instant.

"Hao Huifen!" He no longer cared about his face, and roared as if it was pulled out from his chest: "You are a cruel person! How could you do such a thing..."

【that is……】

Xia Chi reviewed the matter while eating.

If it weren't for the mother-in-law constantly urging her daughter-in-law to have a baby, she wouldn't have come up with such a wicked idea to deceive the world...

[What about the three unfilial acts of not having descendants, and the worst being the one to pass on the Luo family bloodline and expand it?] He kept repeating the same old stuff to Su Mei all day long. Who could stand it?]

[It's not easy to be the daughter-in-law of a wealthy family.]

【Why……】

“???”

Luo Jian's chest-beating and stamping movements suddenly stopped...

Hey, wait a minute...

This wait has to wait until Xia Chi finishes eating the duck neck.

During this period, Luo Jian was like a firecracker that had gone out of action.

His wife exploded——

"Luo Jian, why don't you chew your words over and explain them clearly today?" she said, her long nails jabbing at her husband's nose. "I, Hao Huifen, have worked like a slave for you my entire life, ever since you lived in the basement. Now that you've achieved success, you've learned to throw dirty water on me, haven't you?"

Luo Jian was speechless and his throat rolled a few times.

This military director who had scolded all the best actors and actresses on the set, now acted like a student who had made a mistake in class. He chewed and chewed, only able to squeeze out a few dry words in his native language: "I didn't mean that..."

Hao Huifen's sharp gaze swept over him, and Luo Jian's neck shrank.

"It's nothing! How have I ever wronged you? You're so successful now, and you think I'm old and ugly, right? You're starting to cause trouble for me, right?"

“Snap—”

She slapped Luo Jian in the face, shattering the dignity she had maintained for decades: "Luo Jian, explain it to me clearly. If you can't, I will never forgive you!!!"

Luo Jian was confused for a long time.

The eyes of the entire banquet hall were focused on him.

Only the instigator was busy fighting with Duck Neck without even raising his head.

Luo Jian's eyes were fixed on the shaking back of the head, and his back teeth were grinding.

summer……

Late……

“Aju!! Aju!”

Xia Chi suddenly sneezed twice loudly, hurriedly tore off his greasy disposable gloves, and rubbed a white flower on his nose with a napkin.

"This is strange..." He said in a muffled voice, "Who is cursing me behind my back?"

"Scold you? More than that." Feng Man sneered at him, "I think he wants to kill you."

What Luo Jian, what resources, just throw it away.

This banquet was completely ruined by Xia Chi.

"Tsk! Are you kidding me?" Xia Chi said disdainfully, "I'm just a bit player, how can I stand in anyone's way?"

Xia Chianxin picked a sashimi to eat.

The eye makeup that Hao Huifen had carefully applied was now smudged into ink by her tears. This noble lady who had spent half her life in the world of fame and fortune cried like a little girl who had suffered a great deal of grievance.

The nights he endured for Luo Jian, the bitterness he swallowed, and the beautiful girls he fended off, all turned into tears that burst forth.

"...When we were filming 'Neon' in 1997, the leading actress knocked on your door wrapped in a towel in the middle of the night. Who was it that stayed at the hotel with a big belly and waited until dawn?"

"...In 2003, we went to Venice... The day after I had the miscarriage, I accompanied you to see the venue..."

"...When your movie lost money, who sold their house to help you fill the hole..."

The crying sounds came intermittently along with the melons. The guests around even breathed very lightly. They pretended to eat, but in fact their ears were erected longer than rabbits.

Luo Jian's flower history was exposed. He was sweating profusely and looked helpless. He no longer had the dignity of an international director. He grabbed a napkin to wipe his wife's tears, and kept saying over and over: "I was confused... I deserved to die... Huifen, Huifen... Don't cry, don't cry, it doesn't look good if you cry..."

After Xia Chi finished eating the chopped pepper fish, he took a break, rubbed his stomach, drank a sip of Coke, and burped loudly again.

Only then did he look back with satisfaction.

[Tsk tsk tsk…]

He shook his head.

"If you ask me, she's just a short-sighted, traditional woman, all she thinks about is expanding the Luo family's lineage."

[This farce in the Luo family was instigated by the old lady alone——]

[Back then, despite Luo Mingzheng's career boom, he arranged blind dates for the daughter of a wealthy family every few days, constantly urging her to get married. The prince was also filial, so he couldn't resist and married the young actress who was just starting out and facing setbacks everywhere.]

Now, his acting was already terrible. His fans, including his looks, career, wife, and girlfriend, all dispersed, and his CP fans were no longer supportive. His dramas kept failing, and he went from a potential breakout star to box office poison. He was unwilling to take on second-best roles, and his acting career took a sharp downturn. He packed up and returned home to inherit the family business.

The old lady, still restless at home, has started urging her to have a baby. Seeing that the young couple hasn't shown any interest, she's impatient and offers her daughter-in-law an eight-figure reward for having a baby.

[Eight digits...]

Xia Chi bit the brittle bones until they made a crunching sound, and flames of hatred towards the rich flashed in his eyes.

I've only seen so much money when someone else visited a grave.

[No wonder people are always trying to get into wealthy families...]

[They even promised to provide them with resources and support. Su Mei, who came from a humble family, had never seen such a grand occasion before. She was eager to have a baby...]

[It’s a pity that my husband is not very helpful…]

Not good enough...

Not good enough...

Not good enough...

Not good enough...

…

Director Luo Jian seemed to hear the echo again...

Feng Man's eyes lit up.

This is also something I can listen to for free! ! ! !

Is it as weak as I imagined?

Are you talking about that tall and strong Luo Ming?