Chà Chà Novel

Chen Wenyu’s gaze was full of tender pity. It was all Su Yujin’s fault, making their Young Master lose some of his confidence.

Kiddo, don’t doubt yourself. You are the best rising star in the entertainment industry!

Under that look from Chen Wenyu, Su Nuo inexplicably felt performance pressure. Why was Brother Chen suddenly so fired up?

Either way, landing the new drama so smoothly made Su Nuo very happy.

Except for one thing: he’d be spending New Year’s on set.

Even though he’d gone through Wei Sinian’s connections, it had still taken a while to get the watch he meant to give Fu Baihan. Su Nuo considered just making it his New Year’s present, then felt that was too much. Presents? Didn’t his brother deserve a separate one for New Year’s!

His conscience aching, Su Nuo hurried to give the watch to Fu Baihan.

While they were sitting down to eat, the kid casually pulled out a box and handed it to him. Fu Baihan took it. “What’s this?”

Su Nuo blinked. “A surprise.”

Fu Baihan unhurriedly untied the ribbon and opened the little box. Once he saw what was inside, the first thing he did was take it out and swap it for the watch he was wearing.

“Thank you, sweetie.” Fu Baihan’s mood had clearly lifted quite a bit; even his voice sounded lighter.

It was like keeping a cat: whether the cat brought home a pebble or a leaf, it was a gesture that mattered.

His little treasure giving him a gift — never mind such a pricey luxury item, even if he’d just drawn a watch on his wrist with a pen, Fu Baihan would have been delighted.

“What’s the occasion? What made you think of getting me a present?” Seeing the kid a little shy, Fu Baihan wanted to tease him even more.

“Nothing really. Just that my box office bonus finally came in.” Su Nuo looked calm, but there was a smug little note in his voice he couldn’t hide. “I can support you now!”

Stroking the kid’s head, Fu Baihan said gently, “From now on, sweetie will support me.”

Su Nuo said very seriously, “Mm. I can afford it. I’ve got money.”

Fu Baihan found him unbearably cute and couldn’t help pulling him into his arms and kissing him over and over.

Only after the kid left, cheeks flushed pink, did Fu Baihan straighten his clothes and head to the office.

The secretaries were the first to sense that something was off with Fu Baihan. They couldn’t say exactly what, but it was as if… he were a peacock with its tail fanned out?

No, no, no. How could their Mr. Fu have such flamboyant emotions! They must be seeing things!

As the special assistant who now shared a secret with his boss, Xun Yongyan pushed up his glasses and ventured, “You changed your watch?”

It wasn’t just the watch. Even his clothes were unusually dressy today; his tie and cufflinks had obviously been carefully chosen. He even suspected the CEO had found time to get his hair styled.

As for why he asked about the watch… the CEO had “casually” lifted his wrist to check the time over a dozen times already! Anyone who didn’t know would think he had something urgent on his schedule!

Fu Baihan looked at Xun Yongyan with deep approval and showed off his watch once more. “Kids don’t know any better. They earn a bit of money and spend it recklessly. He insisted on giving me something this expensive.”

Xun Yongyan swore that last time, when he helped close a project deal, Fu Baihan hadn’t shown him this kind of appreciation.

So flattery really was the ladder to success?

He could do this!!!

Who else could the “kid” Fu Baihan mentioned be but Young Master Su Nuo? The secretaries had a flash of inspiration and, one after another, cracked the code to the CEO’s mood.

“So it’s from the Young Master! No wonder it suits you so well. He must have picked it out for you so thoughtfully.”

“At the Young Master’s age, the first thing he thinks of when he earns money is buying you a present. That’s so sweet.”

“This is a limited-edition Patek Philippe. The Young Master’s gesture is really something special.”

“Please don’t scold the Young Master for spending too much. He just wanted to make you happy.”

The seriousness the secretaries wore at work softened a little, but none of them gushed. And it was precisely that kind of description that made Fu Baihan feel affirmed.

That’s right. The kid is just that thoughtful. He just wants me to be happy, because he loves me.

“Mm. Everyone gets a 30% bonus this month.” Fu Baihan smiled.

The secretaries and the special assistant: “!!!”

They’d found the code to wealth too!

Praise the Young Master — praise him with everything you’ve got!

When society’s elite cranked out flattery, they didn’t hold back either. The whole thing was one big scene of a doting emperor and his scheming courtiers getting along famously.

Satisfied, Fu Baihan went off to find Fu Mingyuan, ready to show off his gift again. The secretaries’ office was quiet for a moment, then everyone burst out laughing.

“So the Young Master can affect the boss’s mood without even coming to the office.”

“Hahaha, our bonus is all thanks to the Young Master!”

“Flattering feels so good. I hope we get more chances.”

“The Young Master is forever a god!”

“Huh, the boss isn’t going to show it off around the whole company, is he…”

“That’s not even half of it — he posted it on his Moments!”

“Quick, quick, go like and comment!”

The special assistant smiled mysteriously. This was nothing. Who knew how much more PDA the two of them would serve up later…

As Fu Baihan’s special assistant, Xun Yongyan’s standard for everything was keeping Fu Baihan satisfied. Having stumbled onto Fu Baihan and Su Nuo’s romance, he kept his mouth tightly shut and didn’t say anything extra in front of Fu Baihan. But when needed, he’d speak up at just the right moment and steer the conversation where Fu Baihan wanted it to go.

He had spent the most time with Fu Baihan and knew his style best, so he understood very well that Fu Baihan wasn’t “just playing around” with Su Nuo. Quite the opposite: their boss was the kind of man who never changed once his heart was moved. He had the devotion of the Fu men in his bones.

Maybe he should be worried for the Young Master instead. An innocent, naive college boy who’d stumbled into the boss’s net would never be able to break free.

Because the Fu men weren’t just devoted; they also had a terrifying possessiveness. Scarier still, they were powerful enough that whatever they wanted, they always got.

He hoped the Young Master would keep liking Mr. Fu for a long time… That would be the happy ending.

In the chairman’s office, Fu Mingyuan was utterly baffled. “What exactly are you here for?”

If he really had nothing better to do, he could take this pile of documents off his hands, be a filial son for once, and let him go home to his wife after work.

“Has Nuonuo given you a present?” Fu Baihan asked.

“He has. Last week Nuonuo came home and brought me a neck massager, and he chatted with your mom for ages.” Fu Mingyuan was very pleased just thinking about their little treasure. “Nuonuo is so good, so thoughtful. Much better than you.”

“Oh.” Fu Baihan showed his wrist. “Nuonuo earned money from his box office bonus and gave me this.” He emphasized for his old father’s benefit: “It’s very hard to get. Over ten million yuan.”

Fu Mingyuan: “???”

You came here to show off, didn’t you!

Fu Baihan’s stance: Yes. I’m showing off.

His little treasure was good to everyone around him, but the one he loved most was me.

The feeling stirred ripples in Fu Baihan’s usually calm heart. He thoroughly enjoyed Su Nuo’s “favoritism.”

Fu Mingyuan was speechless. “And you had the nerve to accept it!”

How much could the little one have earned? And you just took such an expensive gift, not even letting the kid build up a little nest egg?

What kind of big brother does that?

“It’s a present Nuonuo picked out carefully. Of course I’m keeping it.” Fu Baihan pressed his lips together and smiled. “Dad, he used money he earned himself to buy me a gift.”

Fu Mingyuan: “…… Get out, get out, get out.”

Exasperating son. Get out of my sight.

Sigh. He’d better send Nuonuo some money. As the old father, he had to fill the hole left by that unreliable brother, Fu Baihan.

Fu Mingyuan had no intention of blaming Su Nuo for splurging. After all, ten million was nothing much to their family. He was just thinking how proud the kid must have felt earning his own money, only to spend so much of it all at once. Poor thing — the money hadn’t even had time to warm his pocket.

Su Nuo, holding Fu Baihan’s black card: “……” I’m really not poor. You’re worrying too much.

How could he have guessed Fu Baihan would go show off to Fu Mingyuan? When his phone got a transfer notification, Su Nuo was stunned.

How many zeros is that? Why is Uncle suddenly sending me so much money?

A message from Fu Mingyuan followed right after: “Nuonuo, keep it for yourself. Don’t let your brother con you out of it.”

Su Nuo: “???”

Utterly baffled, with no clue what was going on. Gege, what on earth did you do to make Uncle think that?

After liking and commenting on Fu Baihan’s Moments post, the secretaries suddenly felt this was getting more and more fun. Their boss, a big shot who seemed above all earthly concerns, was actually posting humblebrags on Moments.

Of course, he probably didn’t think of it as a humblebrag. He was just showing off a present from his little brother.

No, no — it wasn’t about showing off the present. He was clearly showing off his little brother, telling everyone: “Look how great my little brother is. You don’t have one.”

Having a kid at home really did make a difference. The boss had picked up a down-to-earth, human touch, as if he’d been pulled down off his pedestal.

One of the secretaries looked at the photo. “The model the Young Master gave him starts at ten million at least. Are you sure that’s a ‘down-to-earth human touch’?”

Everyone: “……” Sorry to bother you. There’s still an unbreakable wall between you and us mere mortals.

Now that was rich-family brotherly love!

Of course, Fu Baihan wasn’t going to stop after showing off to Fu Mingyuan. After all, there was another important person in the know.

Ji Xinghui first saw Fu Baihan’s Moments post, then got a message from him.

“You there? The kid gave me a present and I want to give him something back. What should I get?”

Ji Xinghui was not about to believe this was a simple request for advice. Was Fu Baihan the kind of man who listened to other people’s opinions when buying gifts for his boyfriend? He was not! He was here to show off his love!

Sure enough, knowing too many secrets did you no good. You always had to bear heavier pain than everyone else.

Stop showing off. I feel attacked.

Other people’s little brothers were soft-tempered and sweet-talking, and gave gifts worth ten million.

He looked at Ji Xinghai sitting beside him and suddenly remembered that he’d even bought the condoms himself. Ji Xinghai had never given him anything!

Tch. Why was he suddenly so mad?

Ji Xinghai, kicked hard, looked rare bewildered. “…… Ge?”

What did he do? He hadn’t done anything today.

Ji Xinghui sneered. “Heh. Comparing yourself to others really will drive you mad.”