[Holy shit, that really looks like Boss Mei!]

[Did the station chief actually achieve the dream life we all fantasize about?]

[I knew those three would end up together! Neither pairing felt complete alone.]

[So those two cuties are their kids?]

[Mei Dog deserves to die!]

[Am I the only one wondering if this is legal?]

[What’s with the celebration? Have shipping wars rotted your moral compasses?]

[Someone report this bastard—I just want to see the station chief behind bars.]

When the cooking competition video spread across CStation, sparking heated discussions, Uncle Chen Rui immediately called Mei Fang at midnight to address what could become Yuanxi Entertainment’s biggest PR crisis since its founding.

After consulting Lin Youxi and Xia Yuan, Mei Fang decided against suppression.

“We’ll have to explain eventually. Deleting it now would only make us look guilty as it spreads elsewhere.”

He reasoned calmly: “This is just our family’s ordinary life. We’re not public figures anymore—no need to hide.”

As predicted, the video exploded from CStation to all major platforms, igniting fervent debates.

Though the Mei-You-Xia trio lived reclusively, occasional outings had spawned blurry photos online before. However, their national fame had waned after four years of college and three post-graduation in seclusion—the internet’s short memory prioritizing constant novelty over faded stars.

Only Xia Yuan, maintaining her “Yuan-chan” streaming persona and nostalgic music legacy, retained broader recognition.

Thus, seeing footage of their domestic bliss left netizens deeply divided.

Half marveled at Mei Fang, Xia Yuan, and Lin Youxi’s happy quintet, while the other half debated the ethical implications of their relationship.

Here, Mei Fang’s foresight proved crucial.

Since their earliest public appearances, the trio had consistently emphasized their unbreakable, family-like bond forged at age six—a connection so extraordinary that many longtime CStation users expressed understanding, even admiration.

Criticism still raged, particularly targeting Xia Yuan. Some livestreamed burning her CDs, posters, and merchandise in performative outrage.

Despite leaving the entertainment industry, Xia Yuan’s past as a ‘Sweet Song Queen’ and national idol made her the lightning rod for backlash—an anticipated outcome that prompted Mei Fang to preemptively suspend her streams.

As toxicity escalated, Mei Xiaoyuan and Mei Zhixi took a temporary leave from kindergarten, blissfully unaware of the storm their parents weathered.

Especially Mei Fang.

Between phone calls and emails to business partners, he single-handedly managed the fallout while Lin Youxi and Xia Yuan cared for their daughters.

“Yuan Mama, can we go to kindergarten tomorrow?”

Mei Xiaoyuan waved a green Kamen Rider figure. “I promised to show my friends the newest toy!”

“Not yet, sweetheart.”

Xia Yuan stroked her hair. “We’ll wait until Daddy finishes his work.”

The sensitive Mei Zhixi tugged Lin Youxi’s sleeve. “Xi Mama… did we owe lots of money outside?”

“Hah, no. Why think that?”

“Because… Daddy never goes to work. He’s always with me.”

She hung her head. “So his boss got mad…”

Before Lin Youxi could respond, Mei Xiaoyuan brandished her toy hero.

“Evil bosses causing trouble? My Super Invincible Rider Kick will defeat them all!”

“Haha, no need! But Mommy appreciates the thought.”

Xia Yuan smiled. “Kamen Riders protect children. Daddy fights adult battles his own way.”

This well-intentioned reassurance backfired spectacularly.

“So… the adult world has no justice?” Mei Xiaoyuan’s face darkened.

“No! I mean—we can all become light! There are Kamen Riders and Ultraman—”

After much cajoling, the girls finally slept, allowing Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi to join Mei Fang in his study.

The situation had grown thornier than anticipated—yet remained controllable.

But returning to work after years of domesticity proved exhausting.

Rubbing his temples, Mei Fang started when soft warmth pressed against his back—Xia Yuan massaging his shoulders while Lin Youxi clasped his hand.

“The worst is handled. We’ll post an official statement soon.”

“Ah Fang…” Xia Yuan rested her chin on his head. “Wouldn’t explaining immediately have been better? Waiting feels like damage control.”

“Too quick risks seeming like a publicity stunt. Crisis PR requires observing public sentiment for optimal timing…”

He sighed. “Ideally, another scandal would bury this. But given the scrutiny, silence isn’t an option anymore.”

“How’s Yuanxi Entertainment holding up?”

“Some partners are nervous—market confidence dips whenever founders face controversy…”

“It’s okay!” Xia Yuan patted him. “If we go bankrupt, we’ll just return to Baimei County!”

“I’ve always wanted a bubble tea shop or cat café… Or maybe a crepe stall—I’ve been practicing!”

“A home-style restaurant would earn faster.” Lin Youxi smirked. “I’ll cook, Ah Fang handles accounts, and Yuan Yuan serves.”

Xia Yuan bristled. “What, my cooking’s not good enough? I didn’t lose to you at the competition!”

“Enough, you two.”

Mei Fang pinched their cheeks. “This won’t bankrupt us. Do you even know how rich I am?”

“No idea.”

Lin Youxi shrugged. “You manage the money—I just ask when needed.”

“As long as we’re comfortable…”

Xia Yuan hesitated. “Though… Dad left me a secret stash. I never mentioned it since we’re fine…”

“Yuan Yuan hiding private savings!”

Lin Youxi gasped dramatically. “Just like Dad did! Remember how Mom punished him?”

She clung to Mei Fang’s arm. “Husband, you can’t spoil her! I’ll get jealous!”

“Fine, fine—tonight’s family discipline!”

“Ack! Stop fooling around!”

At 8 PM sharp, Mei Fang posted across all platforms, including CStation:

[We regret occupying public resources but must clarify recent events to protect our family—especially our daughters.]

[I (Mei Fang) legally married Lin Youxi on February 28, 2017, and we had a daughter before divorcing on February 28, 2018. I then married Xia Yuan on June 13, 2018, and we had a daughter before divorcing on June 13, 2019. All separations were consensual. Though no longer married, our bond remains unshaken. We co-parent harmoniously to raise Xiaoyuan and Zhixi healthily. We beg your understanding.]

[We will pursue legal action against all defamation targeting our family. The internet isn’t a lawless space—think twice before testing this.]

Attached were their marriage/divorce certificates and a family photo (with the girls’ faces blurred).

The statement detonated online.

[Damn, they planned for this?!]

[This is basically a tutorial on marrying twice legally!]

[Rich people loopholes—with that money, I’d do worse.]

[But they’ve been inseparable since age six. Isn’t this just… love?]

[Maybe the girls just wanted kids, and the station chief was their sperm donor.]

[Where do I sign up for that job?]

[At least it’s legal. Nothing to criticize.]

[I’m just here waiting for Yuanxi Fantasy Realm updates!]

[Respect. Happiness well-earned.]

[Why argue? Just let them be happy!]

Public opinion polarized—some envied, some condemned, most simply moved on.

For Mei Fang, none of it mattered.

He only wanted peace with his family.

His firm statement and subsequent lawsuits against trolls quickly quelled the uproar. Business partners reaffirmed collaborations.

After a week indoors, Mei Xiaoyuan and Mei Zhixi returned to kindergarten.

Mei Fang resumed school runs as usual—though now greeted by more respectful parents and chastened gossips.

Children still played together.

Life normalized as if nothing happened.

And that was enough.

On leisurely days, Xia Yuan and Lin Youxi joined Mei Fang to fetch their daughters, basking in dawns and sunsets alike.

Seasons cycled; three more years slipped by in the blink of an eye.

Friendly Reminder: 2 chapters until the main story concludes! Cherish them!