Chapter 301: Turning Heaven Upside Down

The villa remained warm and harmonious, the "family" gathered again to crack sunflower seeds and chat.

They weren't discussing anything serious, nor were they talking about Fang Hong's family background—just ordinary household matters.

Like how his aunt and uncle were doing overseas, or how his grandparents were holding up health-wise.

That night, in a guest bedroom, Fang Hong leaned against the headboard, exchanging messages on his phone with Liu Tianxian.

Liu Tianxian was curious and sent a message asking: "What did my mom talk to you about?"

"To treat you well—your mom loves you very much," Fang Hong replied.

Seeing this message, Liu Tianxian, already in bed, felt her lips tremble slightly, her expression moved.

Then she saw another message from Fang Hong: "What did your aunt and uncle talk to you about?"

"Nothing much—they just said if it feels right, we should get married and live happily together; I'm old enough already, that's all," Liu Tianxian replied.

She was twenty-six this year, precisely marriageable age.

"Oh, I haven't agreed yet {smiley}!" Fang Hong said.

"Agreed to what?" Liu Tianxian asked, puzzled.

"I haven't agreed to marry you—you haven't proposed to me yet," Fang Hong said.

Seeing this message, Liu Tianxian's lips curled up: "Who said you're marrying me? I'm marrying you—you're marrying me."

"You're turning heaven upside down!" Fang Hong said.

"Hehehe."

Liu Tianxian sent several mischievous smileys; they were just joking, then she sent another message: "Are you sleeping well?"

"Not at all," Fang Hong said.

"Why not? Is the bed uncomfortable?" Liu Tianxian asked, concerned.

"No—it's because you're not here with me," Fang Hong said.

Liu Tianxian smiled, knowing he was teasing her, and replied: "Then come over—I'll sleep with you."

"Really? I'm coming over then."

"Mm, come on—I'm already impatient," Liu Tianxian goaded.

"You're so mean—you know I can't come over, yet you say that," Fang Hong complained.

This was the first time Liu Xiaoli had let him stay overnight—his elders were all here; if he slipped over and got caught, his impression score would plummet.

They'd say he was too impatient, had no manners at all.

"Hahaha, comforting baby {head pat}"

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The two of them exchanged playful messages like this until late at night before falling asleep.

The next day, The Demon-Slaying Chapter's box office remained the same as in the original timeline—earning 83 million on its first day, an excellent performance.

Fang Hong hadn't changed anything; he'd only made the film's investors put in more money and take smaller shares—the market itself was unchanged.

The screening ratio was unchanged too.

Because this film already occupied about 75% of theater screenings; the other three films releasing the same day—Love Not NG, Proposals, and Together—only shared the remaining 25%.

That meant each could get at most about 8% of the screening slots.

It was impossible to screen only The Demon-Slaying Chapter and exclude all others—that would monopolize the market, and authorities would definitely intervene.

This box office performance was very strong; if maintained, it would break one billion in just half a month, even faster than The Lost Tomb.

The Lost Tomb earned only thirty to forty million in its first two days and took twenty-one days to break one billion.

Though the box office was strong, Hua Yi and Xing Ye weren't happy—they weren't making much money, having been outmaneuvered by the Principal, and were furious.

When Xiao Wang, the General Manager, faced the media, he had been speaking calmly, accepting congratulations, but suddenly couldn't hold back and cursed the Principal as a tumor!

This left reporters and netizens bewildered—why was he suddenly insulting someone?

Outsiders didn't understand the situation, so they couldn't empathize with Xiao Wang's rage; they just thought he was spouting nonsense and already had a bad reputation.

Fang Hong didn't care—they could've made hundreds of millions, and now they'd lost one or two billion; anyone would be furious.

The angrier they got, the happier Fang Hong was.

Although the film's box office was strong, Hua Yi's stock didn't move at all—because it wasn't making much money.

The entertainment industry's stock market would surge in late February to March, when the entire sector would experience a major boom—conditions looked excellent.

But that had nothing to do with Bonan—they were listed on the US market, so they could only watch helplessly.

This was the thing Yu Pangzi most regretted—not listing domestically.

Fang Hong could only watch helplessly too—Yutu wasn't listed.

The film itself didn't make much money—it had too long a cycle; the stock market was where the real profits lay.

Early on the second day of the New Year, Liu Tianxian sat in front of the mirror applying makeup, beautifying herself—lips red, teeth white, skin fair and radiant, looking stunning.

Though she was close to Xu Liyun, this was her first official visit to her boyfriend's home—she needed to appear dignified.

She dressed formally too: a black shirt and black pants underneath, a black scarf around her neck, and a pink fluffy coat on top—soft and pink, highlighting her luminous complexion.

Mainly because it wasn't summer—if it were summer, she'd have worn a dress.

Now, her face had lost its youthful naivety and was transitioning toward maturity, radiating an elegant goddess-like aura.

"Waited long?"

Hearing the voice, Fang Hong, who had been chatting with his elders, turned his head and saw Liu Tianxian descending the stairs.

He froze—Liu Tianxian looked fine without makeup, but now, with her hair casually swept back, she exuded irresistible charm—her beauty, inside and out, was timeless.

Ten years later, many 85s' appearances collapsed, but she remained unshaken, largely due to the unique allure she radiated.

Liu Tianxian walked over to Fang Hong and saw him staring blankly: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Because you're beautiful," his aunt chuckled.

Fang Hong's expression returned to normal — he couldn't joke around or say anything frivolous in front of the elders.

Liu Tianxian raised her lips in a smile and said to the elders, "We're off."

They still needed to eat later; the elders hadn't eaten either.

"Go on, take these gifts over." Liu Xiaoli took some gift bags and handed them to her daughter.

These were all health products bought in advance — Liu Xiaoli had arranged things very thoughtfully for her daughter.

Liu Tianxian took them and glanced at them, then Fang Hong took them over — all part of the proprieties.

The elders saw the two of them off at the door, and Fang Hong put those gifts in the car's trunk.

At the car door, Grandmother held Liu Tianxian's hand and urged, "Once you're there, behave properly, be polite — don't be so wild like you are at home."

"I will, Grandmother."

Liu Tianxian could only listen, and seeing that Fang Hong had already finished loading up and was standing by the driver's door.

She pulled open the door and sat in the passenger seat, waving to the elders: "Mom, Auntie, Grandmother — we're off, take good care of yourselves at home."

The elders nodded and waved.

"Xiao Fang, drive slowly, don't go so fast." Liu Xiaoli reminded him.

"Okay, Auntie."

Fang Hong pulled open the door, sat in the driver's seat, and started the car.

The elders stepped aside, watched the car turn around, then slowly drive out of the Villa before heading back inside.

"I remember when Xixi was still this tiny little thing, so cute, so lively — now in the blink of an eye she's all grown up."

Grandmother seemed a little melancholy, sighing: "I just don't know if she'll be able to live well."

She was afraid that in the future Liu Tianxian would end up like her mother — divorced after only a few years, raising a child alone, bearing all the hardships by herself.

"Xixi is a girl, and when she grows up she'll have to get married eventually. She hasn't even married yet and you're already like this — what will it be like when she does get married?" Auntie said, supporting Grandmother's arm.

For now it was just the two families meeting each other's parents.

"I'm just worried about her future," Grandmother said.

This made Liu Xiaoli feel awkward too — her mother seemed to be talking about her — so she explained: "I've observed that boy, and there's no problem with his personal life. Please don't worry about this."

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There were still few cars on the road on the second day of the month. In the car, Fang Hong drove while watching the road ahead, glancing at Liu Tianxian in the passenger seat every now and then — a little too often.

Liu Tianxian noticed, tilted her head: "Are you looking at the rearview mirror, or at me?"

"Both," Fang Hong said.

Liu Tianxian leaned her body closer, coyly: "Then do you look at the rearview mirror more, or at me more?"

"Of course I look at you more — what's there to see in the rearview mirror? There's no beauty in it." Fang Hong said.

"Ha, you still want to look at beauties?" Liu Tianxian patted his leg.

"You are the beauty — I'm looking at you." Fang Hong coaxed.

"Hey, if there were other beauties, would you look? Like say a blonde beauty in a bikini walking past you right now." Liu Tianxian asked on purpose.

Hearing her say that, Fang Hong immediately recalled the scene from a few years ago, when he and Liu Tianxian were on a cruise ship, chatting, and a blonde beauty happened to walk past the two of them.

Women's memories were really good — she still remembered something from so long ago.

"I might have looked before, but I won't now." Fang Hong said cleverly.

"What do you mean?" Liu Tianxian didn't understand.

"That's all your fault — you've raised my aesthetic standards way too high. Looking at you every day, every other woman just looks ordinary to me." Fang Hong said quite seriously.

This meant she was so beautiful that he had no interest in other women anymore!

"Hehehe, you're such a smooth talker, blaming it on me now." Liu Tianxian laughed brightly, reaching out to affectionately stroke his cheek with the back of her hand.

The two chatted and laughed as the car quickly arrived at Fang Hong's home, where Xu Liyun, as always, warmly welcomed them whenever Liu Tianxian came.

And today she had also put on some clothes.

"Auntie, you look really nice today — you've gotten several years younger all at once." Liu Tianxian got out of the car and greeted her sweetly.

Fang Hong went to get the things from the trunk.

"You too." Xu Liyun looked her up and down — today's Liu Tianxian was dressed especially beautifully.

Fang Hong took all the gifts out of the trunk, walked up to his mother, and said: "These are gifts from Tianxian for you."

He made a point of saying so, to show Liu Tianxian's attitude.

"Just coming is enough — why bring gifts too?" Xu Liyun said kindly.

"I didn't know what to buy either — my mom bought them all." Liu Tianxian said.

"How thoughtful."

Hearing this, Xu Liyun had a good idea of the situation.

(End of chapter)