Shen Minyan was very stubborn, and Shen Yan, being his son, had an equally tenacious personality that matched his father’s. In the end, Shen Minyan said that since this was such a small matter, if the company’s legal and PR teams couldn’t handle it, then the money spent on them every year would have been wasted. Shen Minyan was a shrewd businessman. He was never the one to be taken advantage of.
“Go home. Youyou should be taking his nap by now. Since you’re going to take him on the show yourself, spend some time learning how to care for a child from Xiao Tang.”
Shen Yan was silent for a moment, then could only nod. “Alright.”
Preoccupied with his thoughts, Shen Yan drove home slowly. By the time he arrived, the little one had already eaten, taken his walk, and was lying in bed asleep. Tang Dou sat by the bedside, using paper and pen to organize the luggage for their trip to Xiancheng in two days. Forget about the adults’ things; the most important items were Su Youli’s. This was the first time the little one would be leaving the Shen residence to stay away for several nights. Tang Dou had to prepare meticulously.
Seeing Shen Yan enter, he said, “It’s much more convenient to take formula powder when traveling. I’ve noticed that on many variety shows, for the sake of effect, they don’t give the kids enough food.
“Tomorrow, please go to the mall and buy a few cans of this brand. Youyou doesn’t really like wearing those outdoor sports shoes in his closet, so we need to get new ones — preferably with a Stitch pattern…”
Tang Dou listed a long string of items, but didn’t hear a response from the person beside him.
“What are you daydreaming about?”
Shen Yan looked at the little one’s peaceful sleeping face, feeling a bit down. “Did I make a mistake?”
Tang Dou paused for two seconds before realizing he was referring to taking the child on the variety show.
“I think Youyou quite enjoys it. Don’t worry about the online stuff. Isn’t the entertainment industry always like that? If you let it get to you, you’ve already lost.”
Shen Yan: “…”
That did make sense.
“Besides, none of that messy stuff will affect Youyou. Chairman Shen is so capable — surely he can deal with a few unscrupulous media outlets?”
Shen Yan took a deep breath. How did Tang Dou seem so much clearer-headed than him?
“That’s right. Youyou is my real brother. No matter how much they lie, they can’t change that fact!”
Having worked through that, Shen Yan felt much more at ease. He sat down next to Tang Dou and helped him pack. Tang Dou was right, falsehoods couldn’t be made true. By the time Su Youli woke up from his nap and took Su Yuanzi to find Pei Xu to play, the tide of public opinion had completely shifted. After the legal letters sent by the Shen Group were ignored, they directly filed lawsuits against the group of unscrupulous marketing accounts led by “Entertainment Gossip.”
Every single one of them was being prosecuted. To eliminate any future problems, Shen Minyan also personally logged into his account — which hadn’t posted any content in eight hundred years — and posted a paternity test between himself and Su Youli, along with an incredibly cute photo of the little one squatting in the garden, absorbed in reading a book.
In the photo, the child looked about three years old, with fair, delicate features. He was squatting on the ground, holding a book, his focused expression simply adorable. Shen Minyan had never intended to hide Su Youli’s identity. He had only been cautious until the culprit who stole the child was found. But Shen Yan’s words reminded him: his eldest son had grown up and could stand on his own, protecting Youyou alongside him.
The trolls who had been following the trend just a dozen hours earlier were completely dumbfounded. Su Youli really was Shen Minyan’s biological son. At just over three years old; that aligned perfectly with the news from three years ago. The child who had been stolen at birth was alive and well, adorable and lovable. After the tide turned, the production team finally felt emboldened. Staff members who had interacted with Su Youli posted, expressing their anger.
[How can there be such evil people? Youyou is the most well-behaved child I’ve ever met. He was so cooperative during the interview. After the interview, he sat quietly in his seat, waiting for his brother to finish before eating breakfast. How dare those marketing accounts use such an adorable child to stir up trouble?! /angry.jpg]
[Even though I signed a confidentiality agreement, I can’t help but say it: Youyou is every bit the little young master. He calls Shen Yingdi ‘big brother’ in private too. The illegitimate child rumor is completely false!]
[I’m really afraid Shen Yingdi might drop out of the show because of this. Please don’t!!!]
[Dropping out is unlikely, right? Didn’t he already sign a contract? The penalty fee must be substantial?]
[The person above clearly doesn’t follow celebrities. Shen Yan isn’t short of money. If you make him angry, forget a penalty fee — I bet he could just buy the production team and shut the whole show down.]
[kowtow.jpg Is Young Master Shen really that hot-tempered?]
[Nooo! I finally found the perfect internet son. Youyou, how can your auntie live without you, Youyou~]
Of course, what did any of this have to do with the carefree, innocent Su Youli? The little one was walking Su Yuanzi in the garden. As Yuanzi walked, he lifted his hind leg, arched his rear, and left a pile behind.
Su Youli pinched his nose and scolded him, “You’re such an uncivilized little dog! I always have to pick up your poop for you.”
Pooping wherever he pleased was very uncivilized, and Su Youli was quite troubled by it. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t teach Yuanzi to use the doggy toilet. The gardeners came over with disinfecting tools to clean it up, but the little young master refused their help.
One’s own things should be done by oneself. The poop of one’s own dog should be picked up by oneself.
Tang Dou found it amusing. He didn’t understand where this inexplicable sense of responsibility came from. He put a mask and gloves on Su Youli and placed several sheets of paper in his hand. Su Youli crouched down, gagging softly as he picked up the poop, threw it in the trash, and then had to wipe Yuanzi’s bottom; otherwise, Yuanzi might rub it all over his clothes.
Tang Dou smiled, using his phone to record the entire process of the little one picking up dog poop, and immediately shared it with Su Siwen, who was far overseas. The night before leaving for Xiancheng, Tang Dou stayed a little late at work. Even though he was going along, he couldn’t be with Youyou every moment. Add to that Shen Yan’s highly unreliable performance last time, and Tang Dou simply couldn’t relax.
“I checked the weather. The temperature there is a bit low, and it might rain. I packed a few jackets, some long-sleeved shirts and sleeveless vests, and two sets of pajamas — Youyou picked them himself. If you’re active outside, remember to change his socks and sweat towel when you get back. Otherwise, the sweat trapped against his skin could make him sick…”
“This is Youyou’s formula. I taught you how to make it before. Do you remember? Add water first, then the powder. Don’t shake it vigorously up and down…”
Shen Yan looked at the completely packed suitcase and clicked his tongue. “So much stuff?”
Tang Dou said, “Mm,” not even including Youyou’s toys. He had been binge-watching similar kids’ shows lately – the production team usually confiscated toys. But the little one would need a couple to play with on the way.
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