At eight o'clock in the evening in Yuzhong City, the temperature was 32 degrees Celsius. Even at night, it was extremely hot.

Not to mention places like Hongya Cave.

But even so, during the summer vacation, the place is still crowded with people, like the sea.

In Li Luo's impression, and in the publicity in the following years, the scene at Hongyadong was hailed as the cyberpunk style in reality.

Especially the staggered heights between alleys. When you emerge from an alley and look down,

There are all kinds of intricate streets and various ancient buildings, but they are matched with various modern commercial services and contents.

Ignoring the fatigue of climbing up and down, walking in such an environment is indeed a unique experience.

Very special.

And just as Li Luo and Xu Youyu were walking hand in hand in the alley and eating ice cream, in another busy alley, Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing were also walking together.

After the two separated from the large army, they confirmed that their daughter was safe and temporarily put aside their worries.

They looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

"This kind of opportunity is rare." Yuan Wanqing pulled down her mask and smiled at Ying Zhicheng.

Upon seeing this, Ying Zhicheng reached out to help her pull up the mask: "Just in case, it's better to be careful."

To be honest, the difference between celebrities on and off stage is quite big.

After all, when appearing on camera, the effect of careful makeup and lighting is often used, and the outline of the entire face will be more obvious.

In private, if there is no makeup, it is actually difficult for ordinary people to recognize him at a glance. At most, he will think that this person seems to look like a certain celebrity.

But there are many people here and Ying Zhicheng thinks it is better to be conservative.

"I know." Yuan Wanqing has no objection to this. After all, she has become a star, so she will naturally have such troubles.

After she put on the mask again, she took the initiative to hold Ying Zhicheng's hand, and the two of them wandered in the alley of Hongyadong.

Occasionally when she wanted to take a photo to check in, Yuan Wanqing would secretly take off her mask and quickly put it back on after taking the photo.

Among the huge crowd, the two of them were like droplets of water, not conspicuous at all.

But in the eyes of Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng not far away, they were clearly visible like fireflies in the dark night.

After all, they are their biological parents. Ying Chanxi and Yan Zhusheng can recognize people from their backs almost at a glance, regardless of whether they are wearing masks or not.

"They are holding hands." Yan Zhusheng looked at the two figures in front of him and said expressionlessly.

"Aunt Yuan took the initiative first." Ying Chanxi bit her lips. When she saw this scene, she didn't know why, but a fire surged in her heart, and her steps began to move uncontrollably, heading towards

Walk in the direction of those two people.

But the next second, Ying Chanxi felt his wrist being grabbed.

Turning around, he saw that Yan Zhusheng was still standing there, silently holding Ying Chanxi's hand to prevent her from coming forward.

"Zhusheng, what do you mean?" Ying Chanxi narrowed his eyes, took a deep breath, and couldn't help asking, "What does Xixi want to do?" Yan Zhusheng tilted his head slightly, his face still expressionless.

So asked rhetorically.

"Of course I'm going to ask them what's going on!" Ying Chanxi shook off Yan Zhusheng's hand, but did not go there immediately. He just clenched his fists and pressed his lips together.

"What's going on? Do you still need to ask?" Yan Zhusheng said calmly, "What were you thinking about when you and Li Luo held hands? Of course they were thinking about something."

"You----" Ying Chanxi choked for a moment and didn't know what to say. He froze on the spot for a long time.

Then he hesitated and said, "But, but-----that's my dad, and your mother--"

"But they are both single now. Even if they really get together, there seems to be no problem?" Yan Zhusheng thought for a moment and continued to ask, "Or do you think my mother is not worthy of your father?"

"I, of course I didn't mean that---." Ying Chanxi was unable to say anything to refute when asked by Yan Zhusheng, but she felt so depressed that she immediately bit her lip hard.

Although theoretically speaking, there is no reason why Yuan Wanqing is not worthy of Ying Zhicheng.

But Ying Chanxi doesn't want to have a stepmother at all.

She always felt that her mother Yan Ruqing had an irreplaceable position in her heart, and Ying Zhicheng must have done the same.

Then why would his father allow another woman to take Yan Ruqing's place?

So facing the reality in front of him, Ying Chanxi couldn't accept it for a while.

"Zhusheng——Don't you think it's strange?" Ying Chanxi thought about it and tried to change his perspective, "Why would they——be like this?"

"My mother is pretty." Yan Zhusheng blinked, "Is it normal for Uncle Ying to like her?"

"No way!" Ying Chanxi couldn't help but retort, "There are so many beautiful people. Dad, he has seen too many beautiful women in the film and television company."

"But Uncle Ying has been my mother's manager a long time ago." Yan Zhusheng said, "It was also with the help of Uncle Ying and Li Luo in the past two years that my mother made a successful comeback. Is it understandable that she has been in love for a long time?"

"That was definitely not the initiative of my father." Ying Chanxi gritted her teeth, still not willing to believe that her father would take the initiative to have an affair and date with Yuan Wanqing.

"So Xixi, what you mean is..." Yan Zhusheng narrowed her eyes, "It was my mother who took the initiative to seduce Uncle Ying?"

"That's not what I mean...it's just-...Maybe Aunt Yuan fell in love with my dad first..." Ying Chanxi turned his head to avoid Yan Zhusheng's eyes, but mentally he refused to give in, subconsciously

Added, "Just like you did to Li Luo -"

"Do you have a problem with me?" Yan Zhusheng immediately grasped the new question and pursed his lips, "Does Xixi hate me?"

"I didn't——." Ying Chanxi still turned away, not daring to look directly at Yan Zhusheng.

The next second, Yan Zhusheng stretched out his hands and held Ying Chanxi's face, forcing her to look into his eyes.

"So do you think that I took the initiative to seduce Li Luo and snatch him away from you?"

Yan Zhusheng usually spoke straightforwardly, but he was so straightforward at this moment, like a sharp sword piercing Ying Chanxi's heart, and it was the first time that she felt a chill on her back.

"But is there a first-come, first-served basis for this kind of thing?" Yan Zhusheng said confidently, "Just because you have lived with Li Luo for more than ten years, even if other girls are attracted to him and fall in love with him, they can only watch.

Do you have him all to yourself?"

"I told you I didn't—" Ying Chanxi struggled and shook Yan Zhusheng's hands away, "Stop talking about this, the issue we are discussing now is not this—"

"It's the same problem." Yan Zhusheng looked at the two people who were preparing to buy snacks in front of a store not far away, and then asked, "My mother came later than your mother, so she is not qualified? Even if

Uncle Ying is single now, is that okay?"

When Ying Chanxi heard this, he had difficulty breathing, his chest rose and fell obviously, and he was out of breath for a moment.

Her mind is a little confused now and she doesn't know what she is thinking.

But the next second, she was dragged away by Yan Zhusheng.

Yan Zhusheng pulled Ying Chanxi out of the alley.

At this time, Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing, who had finished buying snacks, also turned into another alley.

The two girls followed closely behind Ying Zhicheng and Yuan Wanqing, and followed their footsteps as they wandered around Hongya Cave.

Ying Chanxi's eyes were always fixed on the front.

She watched Yuan Wanqing pick up the snack in her hand, feed Ying Zhicheng a bite, and then take a bite herself, just like the way they were staying with Li Luo.

Ying Zhicheng, on the other hand, followed Yuan Wanqing's slender waist with a faint smile on his face.

In Ying Chanxi's impression, Ying Zhicheng was stern most of the time, and it was rare to see him smiling like this.

It was truly a smile from the heart.

But it was more like small thorns piercing Ying Chanxi's heart, making her feel unspeakably uncomfortable.

It's as if another precious thing of mine is being stolen by others.

Before, it was Ji Luo, and now it was Ying Zhicheng, the two most important men in his life, but they were both...

Thinking of this, Ying Chanxi couldn't help but turn his head to look at Yan Zhusheng, biting his lip angrily.

Yan Zhusheng noticed her gaze, but raised his hand and pointed forward, expressionlessly reminding: "Your dad is eating my mom's mouth, but Uncle Ying took the initiative this time."

Hearing this, Ying Chanxi turned his head suddenly, looked forward with wide eyes, and saw Ying Zhicheng hugging Yuan Wanqing and kissing her.

Yuan Wanqing was kissed by him for a while, then she gently pushed him away, put her mask back on, and gave him an angry look.

At this moment, Ying Chanxi felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He stood frozen on the spot, unable to accept this situation.

But Yan Zhusheng didn't react at all, and just watched this scene calmly.

"Don't you feel uncomfortable?" Ying Chanxi turned to look at Yan Zhusheng again and couldn't help but ask, "Aunt Yuan, she is like this.

"Why do you feel uncomfortable?" Yan Zhusheng turned around and asked.

"After all..." Ying Chanxi didn't know where to start, and he didn't know how to say it for a moment.

But Yan Zhusheng shook his head: "I haven't seen my father since I was born. The situation may be different from yours."

"My mother raised me alone since I was a child."

"If she can find someone she likes, I don't think it matters."

Ying Chanxi looked at her calm look and suddenly had a suspicion: "Zhusheng-could you have known this before..."

When Yan Zhusheng heard Ying Chanxi's doubts, he shook his head subconsciously, but then hesitated, nodded slightly, and then whispered: "I didn't know before, but I do have some doubts."

"Why do you doubt it?" Ying Chanxi asked, "How long ago?"
To be continued...