Gavin Gao smiled, "Weren't you focused on making it in the entertainment industry?"
"Senior, look at you. I’m still the Ding Realty heir, right? If my dad needs me, how could I not help out?" Gavin Gao spoke warmly to Ethan Yin, "Just like you—if your father gives an order, would you dare refuse?"
Everyone at the table except Miles Gu and Elisa Field burst out laughing.
Gavin Gao’s open, straightforward teasing didn’t come off as overstepping at all—instead, it made everyone feel even closer to him.
Because Gavin Gao was so naturally friendly, the atmosphere at the table became especially warm and lively.
Ethan Yin grinned and said, "With my dad watching, you think I’d dare say no?"
Charles Yin was amused too and said, "You’re the CEO now—do you even have the right to say no?"
Gavin Gao nodded along, "Exactly! I’m just worried about having to shoulder all of life’s burdens while I’m still young, so I shamelessly flatter my dad, praising him every day for being young, handsome, and still going strong. He absolutely can’t retire early. That’s the only reason he lets me mess around in the entertainment industry."
Even Yina Yin couldn’t help but laugh, her gloomy mood swept away. She asked, "So how do you flatter him?"
"Let me give you an example. One year at Spring Festival, all the housekeepers and staff had gone home for the holiday. There was just the old butler and a few workers left, but none of them could cook. Hiring a chef was pointless because my parents spent the holiday visiting friends or at banquets, so they barely ate at home. My dad said he’d show off his skills and personally cook for me and my mom." Gavin Gao put on a mysterious expression and continued, "The food he made was absolutely terrible. But! My mom and I both forced ourselves to eat it, then showered him with praise, saying his cooking was as good as ever, and that he had the strength of a young man—no difference at all!"
After all our praise, my dad was floating on air—he actually believed it. So I told him, ‘I’m only twenty-two, still young, haven’t faced much hardship, not as steady as you. I get flustered easily. Let me toughen up in the real world for a couple of years before coming back to inherit the family business. Maybe that’ll be better.’ My mom chimed in, backing me up and showering my dad with compliments. He really bought it, got so happy, and agreed to let me play around in the entertainment industry.
My dad was worried my looks would get me into trouble in the entertainment world, so he gave me a pile of money to throw around. Like I’d ever do that!" Gavin Gao exaggerated his tone, "Do I look like the type to just throw money at people?"
"You totally are." Ryan King and the others shot him down in unison.
Gavin Gao held back for a moment, then pointed at Ryan King and the others, "You guys, just wait—after dinner, let’s play another round. I’m going to crush you all!"
Everyone burst out laughing again.
Miles Gu watched as Gavin Gao became part of the group in just half a day.
And everyone had accepted Gavin Gao—there was no need for any adjustment at all.
Miles Gu’s chest felt even tighter.
"I’m done." Miles Gu pushed away his plate and said to Charles Yin and Cecilia Gu, "Mom, Dad, I’m heading back first."
"Alright, get some rest after you’ve eaten." Charles Yin gave Miles Gu a meaningful look.
Cecilia Gu nodded, "If you’re tired, have someone take care of you."
"Okay." Miles Gu hurriedly escaped from the dining table.
He knew he just didn’t fit in with that lively table.
This wasn’t what he wanted.
He didn’t want to be cut off from the Yin Family!
He couldn’t be cut off from the Yin Family!
After Miles Gu returned to his room, he paced back and forth for nearly ten minutes before finally making up his mind.
Miles Gu pulled out his phone and dialed a number: "Activate the X Taskforce. Investigate everything that’s happened to me in the past year. Yes, everything. Whatever you find, I want to know. Remember—this operation is secret. No one can find out."
After hanging up, Miles Gu let out a long breath.
Backing down wasn’t his style.
He was going to get to the bottom of all this.
Midnight.
While everyone else was busy binge-watching dramas, variety shows, reading comics, or chatting, a single Weibo post exploded like a bomb—leaving countless people stunned for ages.
The newly crowned traffic king, Gavin Graham, posted a love confession on Weibo.
The post featured a photo of someone’s back—tall, slim, androgynous, yet radiating elegance and an almost unattainable aura.
The caption read: 'Meeting you in this life, I will never let you down.'
Within ten minutes, the post had over 100,000 views and more than 50,000 comments.
Weibo’s servers crashed instantly!
It took nearly half an hour before things went back to normal.
Immediately, every Celebrity Blogger started sharing it: The new traffic king Gavin Gao makes his love public!
Countless Gavin Graham fans were in tears!
Wasn’t their Gavin always the one who never talked about his private life?
Why did he suddenly have a sweetheart?
Wasn’t their Graham always the one who never talked about his private life?
Why did he suddenly have a sweetheart?
"Graham, were you kidnapped? If you were, blink at me."
"Graham, did someone hack your account?"
"Graham, didn’t you say you wouldn’t date until after forty? You liar!"
"Boohoo, Graham, you’re still young—Mom won’t allow you to date!"
"I have such mixed feelings. I first fell for Graham in 'Golden Box Café,' and I instantly loved that smiling guy. Now suddenly he has someone? I feel like I just got dumped! Unfollowing—can’t handle this love!"
Countless fans flooded Gavin Graham’s Weibo and his manager’s account—so many comments, it was like drowning both pages.
Half an hour later, Gavin Gao posted another Weibo: "No one forced me, and no one could. This was a gift from her."
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The photo was of a wristwatch.
It was a Richard Mille RM70-01 Tourbillon Alain Prost Watch.
Then someone looked up the watch.
"Holy crap!"
"Holy crap +1"
"Holy crap +2"
"Holy crap +10086"
"Holy crap + ID number"
"Holy crap + π"
"What’s with the chaos upstairs? What are you all holy-crapping about?"
"Class rep reporting! The Richard Mille RM70-01 Tourbillon Alain Prost Watch was worth over six million HKD years ago. Tell me, if someone with such a stunning silhouette gave you this watch, would you say yes, or yes, or yes?"
"Boohoo, I shed bitter tears. Poor me, I’m clearly not worthy of chasing Gavin. That girl casually gave away a seven-figure watch."
"Huh? How do you know it’s a girl? Isn’t that a guy’s handsome silhouette?"
"I study art—I know what I’m seeing! That silhouette is tall and cool, but it’s definitely a woman’s frame! Still, this girl is really tall! Amazing figure! Even though she didn’t turn around, her bone structure is gorgeous—she’s definitely a stunning beauty!"
"I’m an art student too, and I agree with the comment above. That’s definitely a girl."
Soon, the mood in the Weibo comments shifted from envy and jealousy to guessing who this girl Gavin Gao confessed to really was.
A flood of gossip-hungry onlookers joined in, and everyone started guessing every tall girl in the entertainment industry.
No matter how much they asked, Gavin Gao and his management company refused to respond.
Meanwhile, the executives at Gavin Gao’s management company were in tears.
They wanted to intervene in Gavin’s love life.
But they couldn’t, and wouldn’t dare!
Never mind that Gavin’s own father is rich and powerful—the real issue is the girl’s identity. She’s someone they can’t afford to offend!
The heiress of Yin Enterprises is not someone they can mess with.
So, they just played dead!
Thanks to Gavin’s high-profile confession, many of his girlfriend-fans unfollowed him.
But Gavin didn’t care at all.
He’s in showbiz just for fun—he couldn’t care less about followers.