Chapter 27 You’re gay, bro.

As Qin Ke had predicted, Xiao Song’s plan did not go too well.

“You’re fooling around again!”

After hearing his plea, his father Song Jidong was the first to object, “What are you thinking all day long?”

Xiao Song was so shocked by his reaction that he almost lost his grip on his plate of vegetables.

It was the weekend, and on the rare occasion that his parents were free, he had come back to the villa for dinner.
He wanted to ask his parents to give Qin Ke an endorsement for any of Ning Dong’s products, but to his surprise, he met with such strong opposition.

Song Yunran immediately retorted, “How am I being nonsensical? You’re going to hire a spokesperson anyway, so why not give it to one of my artists? I’ve checked beforehand, two of your product endorsement contracts expire this month, and neither of them has chosen a new spokesperson yet, so now is the perfect time to sign a contract with us.”

Song Jidong didn’t expect his son to come prepared for his family’s wool.

He was the president of the Ning Dong Group, so he always left the matter of finding spokespersons to his subordinates, so he didn’t know which product lines had signed with which artists, but he still asked without changing his face: “In your opinion, what advantages does your company’s artist have over the previous spokespersons?”

Song Yun Ran’s tone was serious: “He will be very popular in the future.
Really, dad, you believe me, the sooner you sign him, the sooner you’ll make money.”

Song Jidong didn’t believe him: “You said the same thing when you asked Ning Dong to provide a location for Xinghe’s TV drama shooting for free.
Using the same reason twice, do you think it will still work? It seems that dad has been too indulgent of you lately.”

He said this very solemnly, so that his son would realise his father’s authority and back off.

But Song Yunran jerked his head up, “Dad, can you repeat what you just said?”

Song Jidong: “?”

He repeated unaccountably, “You told Ning Dong ……”

“No, the last sentence is fine.” Song Yunran interrupted him.

Song Jidong cleared his throat, “It seems like dad has been indulging you too much lately.”

Wow, what a handsome look.

Song Yunran applauded wildly in his heart, as if he had actually become a true father.

He had learned this phrase.

When Song Jidong noticed his son’s excited face, he couldn’t help but frown: “Did you understand?”

“Yes, I understand.”

Song Yunran sighed heavily, then shook his head again, seemingly disappointed with his father in a million ways.

Song Jidong: “You’re still not convinced?”

Song Yunran lowered his eyelashes, “No, I’m just a bit sad.”

He put on a look of disappointment as if his faith was crumbling, “I thought you would be as discerning as director Tan Ming, who could tell at a glance that my artist was a potential stock, but I never thought…that.”

Song Jidong choked for a moment.

He didn’t know much about the current entertainment industry, but Director Tan was a director he greatly admired.

He and his wife, Bai Waning, liked to watch movies together when they were studying.
Once, after watching a film by Director Tan, they talked about the romantic love of the main characters in the film on their way back to the dormitory.

For Song Jidong, the name Tan Ming is of great significance.

He didn’t know that Qin Ke was an actor in Tan Ming’s next play before, but now that he knows, he’s vaguely swayed.

Perhaps a newcomer who could be seen by his mentor of love was a real talent?


Song Jidong couldn’t decide, so he turned his attention to his wife.

Bai Waning had not said a single word.
She had watched father and son pecking at each other for half a day before speaking slowly, “Yunran, you are now the president of a company, you can’t be so childish.”

Song Yunran’s back went cold and he thought to himself, ‘it’s over.’

Since he was a child, the food chain status of his family had been very obvious.
It was debatable who was at the bottom between him and Song Jidong, but the one sitting at the top was undoubtedly Bai Waning, the chairman of Ning Dong Group.

So the moment Chairman Bai opened her mouth, Xiao Song was at his wits’ end.

He bristled and asked in a small voice, “Really No?”

Bai Waning put down her chopsticks and said, “Who said no? Since you want it, you can borrow all of Ning Dong’s resources at will in the future, as long as they are within reason.”

Song Yunran met her mother’s gaze incredulously, suspecting that he had heard wrong.

“But you have to promise your mother that you will make Xinghe’s net profit reach over half a billion within two years.”

Bai Waning spoke in a light-hearted manner, as if 500 million was just a mere dime, “Otherwise Xinghe Entertainment will be ours, is that okay?”

Song Yunran was slightly stunned, “What about me?”

Bai Waning smiled: “You, pack up and look for a daughter who wants to join a marriage.”

With a clang, Song Yunran slid out of his dining chair and onto the floor.

“Sadly, I don’t think there will be any girl from any family who want to marry you.”

Later, it was another night at a bar.

He Ziyou shook his glass and said gloomily, “I never thought Auntie Bai would make a mistake one day.”

Song Yunran bit off the crisps in his mouth and asked angrily, “Who are you to say that?”

Although he didn’t want to go down the road of being married, his best friend’s words were too hurtful.

He Ziyou looked at him with hatred, “I’m telling the truth, okay? You see, no girl likes you, otherwise how could you be single until now.”

Song Yunran was even angrier: “I’ve had girls send me love letters before!”

But at that time, he was so determined to become a star that he consciously cut off all his romantic interests with his own hands.
He was determined not to leave any possible black history for his future acting career.

He Ziyou was dismissive: “Oh, so do you see any more now?”

Song Yunran was stunned, then found a reason: “Now that I’m the president, I’m so busy working every day, how can I have time to fall in love.”

He Ziyou said coldly, “Have you seen the TV series, the president should not be too popular? The overbearing president is in love with me, it is a long-lasting and popular theme.
You are the boss of an entertainment company, how come you don’t even understand this point?”

How could Song Yunran not understand this?

The script that Zhong Xiaofeng had just handed in was about this topic.

But when he heard He Ziyou say it, he felt that it made some sense, so he had to ask without shame, “Why is it so?”

He Ziyou looked at him, “In my sister’s words, even if a girl likes you, it’s not the kind of liking she has for her boyfriend.”

Song Yunran was struck by lightning and froze on the spot.

He remembered that when he was an artist in his previous life, he once saw that Qin Ke had received an endorsement for a men’s face wash, so he asked his agent to contact that brand’s competitor, wanting to take the endorsement and compete with Qin Ke.


But the agent said, “You’re not suitable for this.”

Song Yunran was not convinced: “If Qin Ke can take it, why can’t I?”

“Listen to my analysis on this.
Face wash is an everyday product that gets male artists to do commercials, it’s just a hint to consumers, hoping that men will look at it and think that they will be as handsome as Qin Ke when they use it, and hoping that women will look at it and think that their boyfriends will be as handsome as Qin Ke when they use it.”

“Aren’t I handsome?!”

“Handsome yes, except that when you capture it, it might just remind people of a brother or son washing his face.”

The agent advised in a serious manner, “You haven’t read the results of the fan data analysis submitted by Pink Luck, have you? Inside your fans, 30% are sister fans, 67% are mum fans, and the remaining percentage are girlfriend fans…Alas, it’s better not to mention it.”

Song Yunran didn’t believe it at that time, but now when he heard that He Ziyou’s sister, who was still in high school, said so, he couldn’t help but fall into a deep level of self-doubt.

Seeing that he was not talking, He Ziyou continued, “And you’ve already had something with Qin Ke, how immoral it is to marry a girl again.
Don’t become a scum like Chu Xiao Chen, okay? I’ll spit on you.”

Song Yunran was furious: “I don’t have anything to do with Qin Ke!”

He finally found a chance to clarify and told the whole story from beginning to end before concluding, “Now you know, I only want to be his father, but it’s because Qin Ke likes me that you got the wrong idea.”

He Ziyou listened and did not utter a word for a long time.

He finished his glass of wine in silence, looked over at him with a thoughtful look and said, “There is something I don’t know if I should say.”

“What else can we not say?” Song Yunran said it was fine.

He Ziyou said, “If I were you, I’m afraid I would probably only have two conjectures.”

He paused for a beat, noticing that Song Yunran was still dumbfounded, so he said directly, “Either he’s very good at taking care of people, or he’s deliberately trying to please his boss.”

Song Yunran: “……?”

Really, I don’t think so.

He Ziyou asked, “What makes you so sure that just because a person of the same sex is nice to you means he likes you?”

Song Yunran was righteous: “That’s what my intuition tells me.”

“I don’t think so.”

Heziyu patted him on the shoulder, his gaze sincere, “Maybe your gut is actually saying, you’re gay, bro.”

There was another clang.

Song Yunran slid to the ground again.

Song Yunran had fallen twice in a day, and his entire body was out of shape.

But more than the physical pain, the blow to his mind was tormenting him.

He limped home and slumped on the sofa for a long time.

Do I like men? he asked himself, realising that he had no clue.
All he knew was that he hadn’t liked anyone in a romantic sense since he was a child.

And there was another question before him besides that of his sexual orientation.

Should he say yes to Bai Waning’s demands?

Song Yunran was so anxious, recalling the look in his mother’s eyes at the time, he felt that she was implying that it was time for him to contribute to the family, since he had been raised as a little pig.


No, Song Yunran thought, he definitely did not want to be married.

Although there were a few young people around him who had followed their parents’ arrangements, Song Yunran didn’t think that would be fun at all.

His parents had fallen in love freely, so he couldn’t go backwards in his case.

Why not lose face just this once and tell Qin Ke that he can’t solve this, so go home and cry and beg for mercy on your knees with your real father?

Song Yunran reached out and felt his phone from the coffee table: [Are you there?]

After the message was sent, he secretly spat at himself again.

Usually he hated it when people sent messages asking if they were there, but now he was so indecisive.

There was a ‘ding’.

Qin Ke replied: [?]

A simple question mark had many meanings stretched out in Song Yunran’s mind at this moment.

He stared uneasily at the screen, as if it was Qin Ke’s disappointed questioning and doubt.

Song Yunran’s face turned red with shame, thinking to himself that his mother was right, he was really too childish.

He’s not a mature president at all, to casually boast to someone and end up with nothing to show in the end.

Song Yunran tensed the corners of his mouth, typing and deleting the text in the input box, deleting and typing again.

He repeatedly tossed around for a few moments, but couldn’t come up with the right wording.

He inexplicably remembered the social news about the poor father who lost his job and was afraid to tell his children at home, so he could only wander and pace outside his home in misery.

The sudden ringing of the doorbell interrupted his introspection.

Song Yunran was startled and craned his neck to look nervously at the door.

He seemed to have guessed who was knocking on the door.

The next second, Qin Ke’s voice rang out, “Xiao Song, are you home?”

Through the heavy doorway, his words sounded slightly dull and inexplicably serious.

Song Yunran held his breath, not daring to respond.

But the next moment, the phone rang.

Damn it!

Song Yunran cried out in his mind, he had turned the volume of his mobile phone up to the maximum at the bar today, the person outside must have heard it when it rang!

Then he looked down and realised that the call was from Qin Ke.

Song Yunran hung up and didn’t want to answer, so he simply threw the phone onto the sofa and got up.
He slowly moved to the back of the door to see what Qin Ke was up to.

He had the same display system as Qin Ke, and when he looked at the entrance, he saw a frown between Qin Ke’s eyebrows.

After a while, probably because there was no one answering the phone, Qin Ke had to hang up the phone.

The ringing had finally gone silent, and Song Yunran was relieved.


Who knew that Qin Ke would quickly walk to the side and make another call.

This time, Song Yunran’s phone did not ring.

He could not hear what the other party was saying as he watched Qin Ke’s lips move in and out, so he pressed his ear to the door and struggled to listen.

Qin Ke: “Well, please send security up here as soon as possible, I suspect something has happened to him.”

Song Yunran froze and thought, ‘No, this is bad, Qin Ke has actually called the property management office.’

He didn’t want to make a big deal out of it, so he didn’t have time to think and pulled the door open straight away, “I’m not in danger!”

But he was still a few seconds late, Qin Ke had already hung up the call.

Song Yunran forced himself to endure the pain and stumbled over to him, “Tell the property manager quickly, don’t let people make a trip for nothing.”

Qin Ke did not say anything, his eyes looked over thoughtfully and looked him up and down a few times before asking in a low voice, “What happened to you?”

“I just fell twice.”

Song Yunran remembered the two reasons for the fall, either of which made him embarrassed, so he lowered his head uncomfortably and whispered, “Promise me you won’t ask me anything.”

However, a flash of suspicion swept across Qin Ke’s eyes.

He lowered his eyes in concentration and saw Song Yunran’s fair skin flushed with an abnormal redness, as if he was suffering from an extremely serious illness.

He was a young man who had to go to the hospital for a day for observation even if he hit the door and requested to be attended to.

Today he fell twice and is walking around with a limp, yet he is abnormally demanding that he shouldn’t ask him anything?

If something is out of the ordinary, it must be wrong.

Qin Ke asked, “Where did you fall?”

Song Yunran shook his head frantically, “I told you not to ask!”

The more he said this, the more Qin Ke felt that something was very wrong.

He shoved the phone back into his pocket and took a few steps forward, “Let me take a look.”

Song Yunran was both nervous and speechless, and said in a furious manner, “I told you no, why are you like this? You just want to take off my trousers!”

As soon as the words left his mouth, the lift door opened.

Qin Ke: “……”

Song Yunran: “……”

The heavily armed security guards: “……”

Excuse me, we’re here at a bad time, aren’t we?

Author’s Note:

Security guards: We are under too much pressure for a job that doesn’t need it.

The main thing I want to say first is that the mother doesn’t really want the marriage of Xiao Song.
She just doesn’t want to see her son continue to be silly and is using a little provocation~

T/N: My first language isn’t English, and there may be some grammatical errors.
But I try not to deviate from the authors narrative.
If there are any errors or non-sensical sentences, feel free to comment.

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