[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk-":3,"chapter-reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-469":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Reborn in Huayu: They're Forcing Me to Be a Jerk Again?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2348212,4588,"Chapter 469: Thunderous Applause","reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-469",469,"\u003Cp>10:05 PM on January 22, 2012, in the living room of a villa on the outskirts of Hankou, Wuhan, Hubei.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's starting, it's starting! Dad, it's about to start!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Following the girl's exuberant voice, the dozen or so people of all ages who had been scattered around the living room playing mahjong, chatting, or playing cards all stopped what they were doing and gathered around one by one.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone laughed, \"Finally. If it didn't start soon, it looked like Dad was going to fall asleep.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not at all, not at all, I'm still full of energy.\" The old man, his head full of silver hair but still looking hale and hearty, waved his hands happily. \"I'm happy today; even if you told me to sleep, I couldn't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Little Feng'er, look, your grandfather is so happy now that you're back.\" Beside Liu Yifei, a middle-aged woman draped in gold and silver smiled. \"You should come back to see your grandfather more often in the future.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei nodded without a word, her eyes fixed on the television screen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, a refined, bespectacled middle-aged man nearby frowned and said, \"Your aunt is talking to you, you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Alright, alright.\" Before he could finish, he was interrupted by the aforementioned middle-aged woman. \"It's the New Year, say less. Come, come, sit, sit on the sofa, let's watch TV together.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone else laughed, \"Big Sister, Feng'er's boyfriend is singing on the Spring Festival Gala, why am I the one getting nervous here?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman laughed, \"You're worrying for nothing, wasting your energy. What kind of storms hasn't Feng'er's boyfriend seen? He's been to the American Oscars and Golden Globes many times; going on the Spring Festival Gala is probably about the same as you going to dance in the square. It's a piece of cake.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Big Sister is right, Second Sister, you can set your heart at ease,\" a chubby man in his 40s said cheerfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The acrobatic performance titled \"Bamboo Whispers in the Empty Mountain\" had already ended, and on the 50-plus-inch television screen, the male host with the long, narrow face and the beautiful female host were reciting their transition lines in a call-and-response manner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks to the Shenyang Forward Acrobatic Troupe for the wonderful performance. Bamboo is an important symbol in our traditional Chinese culture. Dong Qing, when you mention bamboo, what comes to mind?\" the long-faced man said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Qing smiled: \"Zhu Jun, that brings so many things to mind. Speaking of bamboo, I think of the Four Gentlemen—plum blossom, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum—I think of the sound of firecrackers seeing off the old year, and I think of rising steadily step by step.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good!\" a shout came from the audience, and thunderous applause erupted throughout the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Jun smiled and said: \"Dong Qing, you put that very well. But the bamboo I'm talking about is more than just that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Qing smiled: \"Then what is it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Here's a hint: an animal, it, well, it loves eating bamboo the most.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong Qing realized: \"Bamboo? You mean, the panda!?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhu Jun said: \"Correct, I am talking about our country's national treasure, the panda.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then does the panda have anything to do with our next program?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course it does, the song we are about to hear is titled 'Hometown of the Panda'...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are these two, Zhu Jun and Dong Qing, drunk? This transition is just forced. Shaokang, you'd be better off going up there to write their script for them,\" the chubby man said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahaha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several people laughed, and even the white-haired old man chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Someone nearby chimed in: \"Shaokang is a Confucius Institute president; he promotes Chinese culture abroad. Doing this would be a total waste of his talent.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shaokang, you've been doing promotional work abroad these past few years, tell everyone, how is the effect of this stuff really...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amidst the chatter and small talk, they heard Zhu Jun and Dong Qing on the TV screen say in unison: \"...Next, let us enjoy the song, 'Chengdu'.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately following, a melodious sound of a guitar drifted from the television.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dark silhouette slowly rose from the lift platform at the back of the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What made me shed tears was not just last night's wine...\" A male voice, neither high nor low, and not particularly melodious, came through the TV speakers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The conversation in the living room did not stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Objectively speaking, the work has indeed become easier in recent years. Take France, for example; the number of people signing up to learn Chinese at our school this year is more than 200% of last year's, creating a new high.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah? Really? Are the French that interested in us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the TV, accompanied by the singing, a hazy beam of light hanging from the top of the stage enveloped the silhouette in the darkness, and the outline gradually appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was wearing a casual jacket with black embossed patterns, inside was a charcoal-gray T-shirt with sequin accents, his lower body was in well-tailored dark blue jeans, and on his feet were a pair of clean, logo-less sneakers. The entire look was both fashionable and deliberately restrained and simple.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei watched very intently, but the chatter in her ears did not stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What Shaokang says is true; I felt it when I went to the US to travel in the first half of the year. Before, if you asked for directions and they heard your Chinese accent, they wouldn't even pay attention to you, but now it's much better.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I experienced it firsthand, why would I lie to you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wow, then you guys are doing a great job, Shaokang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the TV screen, the singer continued to sing: \"...What makes me feel troubled is the struggle for freedom.\" After singing, he slowly stepped down the stairs and arrived at the center of the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, a slender female dancer quietly appeared on the right side of the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was wearing a light, white floral dress, the long skirt swaying with her steps, the hem rippling like water. She was on her tiptoes, with a thin silver chain wrapped around her ankle, looking like a woman from Jiangnan who had stepped out of the old days, her steps light and her dance graceful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Are you guys busy usually?\" the chubby man asked, his eyes fixed on the TV.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The refined middle-aged man replied: \"Since there are more students this year, a little bit.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the TV, the male singer stood in the center, holding the microphone, his eyes focused on the end of the stage, his lips parted slightly, and he continued to sing in a low voice:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Parting is always in September, memories are the sorrow of longing...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hahahahahaha.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After this line was sung, many of the hundreds of millions of people in front of their televisions laughed out loud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his home in Changping, Beijing, Zhao Lei, sitting on the sofa, felt his heart \"thump\" instantly—he went off-key.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although it was only for a split second and the melody stabilized immediately after, it was still a very obvious off-key note.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhao Lei's heart tightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he had encountered such a problem on the Spring Festival Gala stage, he would have wanted to die right then and there.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the TV, the camera slowly zoomed in, giving the singer's face a close-up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, not a trace of panic could be seen after the off-key note.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike the other performers tonight with their heavy makeup and dazzling faces, there was almost no trace of powder or paint on his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyebrows were distinct, slanting from the center of his brow toward his temples, with just the right thickness, carrying a natural sense of sharpness. His eye sockets were slightly deep, his nose bridge straight, his lips thin, and his facial features were clear and distinct. Under the stage lighting, there was not a hint of oiliness; instead, there was a sense of cold, calm stillness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His naturally falling hair rested lightly on his forehead, the strands smooth and layered, just like his singing voice, which had returned to the right key.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhao Lei was stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he turned his head and looked at the full-length mirror in the living room beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He saw a dog sitting inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, his heart settled down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It wasn't just Zhao Lei; when the close-up of this person's face appeared, the musicians who had been smiling were no longer smiling much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The originally lively living room at Liu Yifei's grandfather's house also suddenly went quiet under this shot. Her third uncle stopped discussing Confucius, her eldest aunt stopped talking about travel itineraries, her second aunt stopped asking questions, and her father stopped talking about work.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone closed their mouths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei did not turn back and did not know their expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn't care about that right now.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, on the TV screen, images began to appear on the LED background wall behind the singer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the pitch-black screen, tiny pink cherry blossom petals suddenly began to drift down, dancing on the screen at a speed of ten millimeters per second, and lines of handwritten Chinese lyrics appeared among the petals, one by one, before disappearing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't stop until all the lights have gone out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You hold my sleeve.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I tuck my hands into my pockets.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sang just as the lyrics were written.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no expression on his face; this time on stage, he could be said to be calm to the point of indifference. Such an emotion was slightly out of sync with the warm and festive atmosphere of the Spring Festival Gala.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—strangely, Liu Yifei didn't feel anything was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked at his face, completely mesmerized.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The female dancer began to dance, coordinating with his singing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly spinning, light steps, turning, bending backward, as if interpreting a farewell ritual in the night, just as the lyrics expressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn't have any movements, didn't dance along or anything, just stood there quietly, following her dance with his eyes, the 45-degree light refracting in his eyes as if starlight were shimmering within them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In that rainy little city, I have never forgotten you. The only thing Chengdu cannot take away is you...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The singing echoed in the living room.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around Liu Yifei, it was now so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, someone let out an unsatisfied \"Eh~\".\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei also frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as she was watching intently, the CCTV director went crazy and suddenly cut to a long shot, shifting the view from the stage to the audience. This kind of camera switching wasn't uncommon, often used to punctuate the atmosphere and reflect the excitement of the scene during gaps in the performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this was really not the right time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emotion that had been flowing smoothly was suddenly interrupted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, a few seconds later, the shot cut back to the stage. At this time, the girl who had been dancing on the singer's left was now on his right.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fortunately, after that, the director didn't cut the shots randomly anymore.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Liu Yifei's perception, it seemed like only a moment later that the song reached its finale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Don't stop until all the lights have gone out, you will hold my sleeve, and I will tuck my hands into my pockets...\" The man on the screen looked at the dancing girl and sang softly, a gentleness hidden in his tone that was hard to describe. The dancing girl's movements also gradually slowed down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, she stopped spinning or leaping, instead moving gently toward him and standing still two steps away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two looked at each other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then it cut to a panoramic view of the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood in the center of the stage, lifting his head slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By this time, Liu Yifei had already learned it; she followed the lip movements and voice of him on the television, singing along to the final line: \"Walking to the end of Yulin Road, passing by the entrance of the tavern~~\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, he dragged out the final note. It was like a long, gentle, and soft sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then it stopped abruptly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no immediate applause from the television; instead, there was only silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei was also lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The unspoken \"goodbye\" that the entire song had been singing about was never spoken in the end.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Immediately after, a child’s voice began to sing a cappella in the background, \"Walk with me on the streets of Chengdu, oh oh oh, until all the lights are extinguished, and don't look back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the corners of the man's mouth on the stage turned up, revealing a joyful and warm smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In this instant, it was as if spring had returned to the earth, and the flowers were in bloom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The sorrowful atmosphere built up over the previous few minutes was instantly swept away by this smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many viewers in front of their televisions suddenly returned to reality, remembering what day it was today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the Lunar New Year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And so, as he smiled and bowed slightly to the audience, the most enthusiastic applause of the night erupted like thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>……\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Feng'er, how long has it been since we sat together like this?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, \"Quite a while, I suppose.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes, it has been a long time. For many years, we father and daughter haven't had a proper heart-to-heart. Usually, Dad is always busy with work and rarely cares for you... Here, Dad wants to apologize to you.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's fine.\" Liu Yifei tilted her head uncomfortably and looked up at the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was currently sitting in a glass room built on the second-floor terrace of the villa, and she could see the night sky as soon as she looked up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The outskirts of Hankou were not like the city center; there was much less light pollution, and the sky was deeper and more distant, dotted with stars. In that instant, she suddenly remembered the nights on the Serengeti plains and that vast galaxy of stars.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking back on that time now, it felt like a distant and clear dream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, the man's voice quickly pulled her back from her trance to reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I am very grateful to your mother for letting you come here to spend the New Year this time. Remember to pass on a message for me when you go back, and thank her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your mother has changed quite a bit in the last year or two; is that just my imagination?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh? She doesn't keep managing you like she used to?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not anymore. She is very busy now; since the second half of last year, she has been busy with things over in Japan.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Japan? Does she have a project over there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei nodded and briefly explained Liu Xiaoli's work situation in Japan from the second half of last year.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was somewhat surprised after hearing this, \"Is her Japanese company under your name?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah, yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man chuckled, \"I see... Sigh, speaking of which, time really flies. You've grown up, you're a big girl now, and you've even started dating.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"……\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How does he treat you usually? Tell Dad the truth.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei said, \"He is quite busy, and we don't see each other often. Other than that, everything is quite good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you fight?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, never.\" As Liu Yifei said this, a hint of a smile appeared at the corners of her mouth, \"He is quite accommodating to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that so. Then are you two living together in Beijing now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei hesitated for a moment, then nodded: \"Yes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man nodded and asked, \"Then, have you two planned for the future?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The future?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes. Has he mentioned it to you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei was silent for a while before saying in a low voice, \"No.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She did not speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh heh.\" The man chuckled and asked again, \"Then what do you think? Do you still want to continue being with him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei nodded without hesitation: \"Mm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was silent for a moment as well. After a while, he let out a soft breath and said, \"Actually, you are still young, and perhaps it is too early to talk about these things, right? Take it slow, watch as you go; your life's path is still very long, and there can still be many choices.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei frowned tightly and did not speak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man continued, \"Dad doesn't mean anything else; I just want to tell you some real, personal experiences. If a man focuses too much on his career, his family often won't be very happy. Being together less and apart more is a destined thing. Think about your mother and me; didn't we separate back then precisely because of this? And back then, compared to him now, I didn't even amount to anything.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Do you remember, just now when I told your aunt downstairs that the number of students our academy recruited in 2011 was more than double that of 2010?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"More than half of them became interested in our country and Chinese culture because of him. It made our work much easier than it was in previous years. A situation like this—I've lived for more than half a lifetime, let alone seen it, I hadn't even thought it possible. Ambassador Kong and I have discussed it, and our shared view is—as long as he continues to develop like this, it is absolutely a great thing for the promotion of Chinese culture. Otherwise, do you really think everyone can get on the News Broadcast?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After listening to him finish, Liu Yifei asked, \"And then?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And then, if one day he truly grows into an international star even more formidable and influential than he is now, how many things will he have to think about every day? How many people will he meet, and how many temptations will he experience? Even I find it hard to imagine. Feng'er, have you ever thought—in that kind of life, will your status in his heart slowly diminish? Will your weight in his heart become smaller and smaller?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei looked at the man, slowly shook her head, and said, \"It won't.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man gave a bitter smile and said, \"Feng'er, Dad saying these things isn't to stop you two from being together; I just want to remind you—if you are with him, life will certainly not be easy. Instead of this, wouldn't it be a better choice to find someone simple, someone not so successful, who can accompany you by your side every day, care for you, and love you? Have you thought about it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I haven't thought about it, and I don't want to think about it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei said, \"I love him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her short sentence, every word like pearls falling onto a porcelain plate, was crisp, distinct, firm, and decisive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man was stunned for a moment, a complex look appearing in his eyes, and his expression could not help but be moved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, after a long while, he took a breath, exhaled slowly, and smiled, \"Since you have such confidence, then next year for the New Year, invite him over to sit for a while. Feng'er, what do you think?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Yifei hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded and said, \"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although she said that, her father's lecture still left Liu Yifei feeling depressed. After the conversation, she didn't want to go downstairs to deal with her father's relatives anymore. Making an excuse that she was tired, she went into the room she was staying in on the second floor for the night, lay on the bed, and took out her phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She first found Chen Nuo's number, but hesitated before dialing. She was someone who had participated in galas, so she knew that it had just ended not long ago and it should still be a busy time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So she found Liu Xiaoli's number instead and dialed it directly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Liu Xiaoli was clearly playing cards on her end; the sound of mahjong tiles clattering was audible. She picked up the phone and said excitedly, \"Xixi, what's up? Let me tell you, your aunt lost a lot today, hahahahaha...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, there's something I want to ask for your opinion on.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Okay, go ahead. Pong, three of bamboo!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm, it's like this, my dad just told me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a result, she hadn't even said two sentences when an unbelievable voice came through the receiver: \"What did he say? I @#￥!#@!@! That An Shaokang said these things to you?! Is he crazy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After cursing for a while, the phone went quiet, \"Xixi, don't listen to that father of yours. His brain doesn't work right; if his brain worked any better, I wouldn't have taken you away back then!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Really, what do you mean the more successful, the less happy? That's nonsense! Only success brings happiness; unsuccessful men are the ones who will bring you unhappiness! Your father was just too much of a failure back then, a failure to the point where he couldn't even arrange your future, that's why I... Otherwise, I would have had to be out of my mind to take you away alone. Think about it, if Chen Zong... if Chen Nuo were your father... no, sigh, I'm so angry I can't even speak properly. My point is, everything your father said is bullshit; don't take a single word to heart. Do you know?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Giggle giggle.\" Liu Yifei let out a laugh, \"I know, Mom. That's what I thought too.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's the New Year, I don't want to get angry, otherwise I would definitely call him right now and scold him. Out of everything he said, only one sentence made sense: this man, indeed, the more successful he is, the more temptations he faces outside. But, if you just surrender, wouldn't that just be a cheap win for those vixens? Can you figure that out? Does that make sense?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hehe, Mom, you're right, that's what I thought too. And Chen Nuo, I don't think he would do that.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, the receiver was silent for a moment, then a voice came through: \"Regardless, you must absolutely not listen to your father; that is defeatist thinking, it's that literary youth-style self-pity. If it weren't for his dead-set ways, I wouldn't have been so angry that I divorced him back then; so many years have passed, and he still hasn't changed a bit! Alright, come over tomorrow, and I'll talk to you about it slowly then.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing this from Liu Xiaoli, Liu Yifei's mood completely improved, and she said with a smile, \"Okay.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm, come over early in the morning, just say I have something going on here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it, Mom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then that's it, I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mm, what?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I love you, Mom. Happy New Year.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>PS:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These 6,000 words today took as much time to write as 10,000 words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3864,"2026-06-21T01:34:41.764Z",1,"Gemini 3.1 Flash Lite","f5d1b7e39297e0a44a3fa4ae90ae015cee8eef9ae51d697f89066838c1fcb6da","reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-470","reborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--chapter-468",491,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Freborn-in-huayu-they-re-forcing-me-to-be-a-jerk--cover.jpg"]