Chapter 141 — Old Buffon's Origins
Years of Heartflutter · Page 194 of 214
"Sit down, Yang Ce, no need to be so formal. Treat this place like your own home," Shen Yueping said. "What would you like for dinner? Auntie will make it for you."
"I've just eaten, Aunt Shen. Zhiyun made me fried rice." Yang Ce pointed at the empty plate before him.
"So you've just eaten. All right then, whenever you're hungry, just tell Auntie." Although Yang Ce had suggested that Shen Yueping stop working outside, she was the sort who could not sit still, and she still did hourly work in other people's homes.
Her schedule was quite flexible, though—she worked only half a day, and her monthly pay was not low, so Yang Shuoxuan let her be.
It was just like his own parents, who were not the sort to sit idle. Otherwise, with Yang Ce's current wealth, he would have long since sent his parents off to travel the world.
"Oh? You're watching Shu Ya's interview too?" Shen Yueping set the grocery basket down in the kitchen, then turned and sat on the sofa, glancing at the television as she spoke.
"Mom, you know Shu Ya too?" Lin Yanhe was taken aback—she had not expected her mother to recognize figures from the entertainment world.
"How could I not know?" Shen Yueping said with a smile. "The child at the house where I work is a Shu Ya fanatic—her room is plastered with Shu Ya posters and photos from floor to ceiling. It'd be hard not to know. And in the summer, it's all Shu Ya CDs on display."
Yang Ce shook his head. It seemed Shu Ya's appeal and influence were no small matter. Good thing he'd been soft-hearted at the time and hadn't gone through with it—otherwise who knows how many of Shu Ya's fans would have been plunged into grief.
If they ever found out he was the one who'd taken out their idol, Yang Shuo Xuan would be finished. No matter how tough he was, he couldn't fight off thousands upon thousands of people in a crowd tactic—one kick from each and he'd be dead.
"Yun'er, you like Shu Ya too?" Shen Yueping turned to ask her daughter.
"Mm, I quite like her. I think Shu Ya's quite pretty, and she's never had a scandal in the entertainment circle—that's really not easy." Lin Yanhe nodded. "And her songs are genuinely nice to listen to."
"I see a lot of you young people are fans of this Shu Ya," Shen Yueping said with a smile. "Oh, right—I heard Shu Ya's going to hold a concert here. The child at the house where I work even had a big fight with her parents over it."
"A big fight? What happened?" Yang Ce asked, curious.
"It's like this—the child asked her parents to buy tickets a long time ago, but her parents were busy with work and forgot all about it. Now the tickets are completely sold out, and there's no way to get one even if you want to. So the child sulked and quarreled with her parents." Shen Yueping shook her head. "Sometimes I think that child is really pitiful. Her parents make a lot of money and she never lacks for anything, but she doesn't have a shred of happiness. She's only in middle school, and already she goes days without seeing her parents."
"Aren't there always scalpers selling tickets at every concert or competition?" Lin Yanhe said. "Her parents could just buy from a scalper."
"They looked—of course they looked. That very day they had the secretary go find those ticket touts, but the touts didn't have any tickets either." Shen Yueping smiled bitterly. "Apparently the organizer of this concert has underworld connections. None of the scalpers dare to speculate on these tickets."
Yang Ji Yan hadn't expected Bao Lin and Hou Lin to have taken precautions about such matters. It seemed the two of them really had matured a great deal, and handled things much more meticulously now.
Although scalpers speculating on tickets didn't affect his own income, the number of tickets was ultimately limited. Those who couldn't get tickets would pay exorbitant prices to scalpers, and that was unfair to some people.