Daily Life in the Pet Shop Ch. 236

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Cai Ya and Ting Shan were laughing so hard they could barely speak, but somehow still managed to host the ceremony. Obviously, rings weren't part of this wedding. Ning Feng had prepared two collars in advance. Naima got all riled up when the collar was put on him and had to be calmed down by Fang Yi. It took a lot of effort, but Fang Yi finally got Naima to put the collar on Naiba. He felt like this job was way too exhausting—fifty thousand wasn't nearly enough. He'd have to ask Ning Feng for more later.

Da Fei and Guifei stood off to the side the whole time, munching on sunflower seeds, watching Naiba and Naima's wedding with tilted heads. Then Da Fei flew onto Ting Shan's shoulder and shouted loudly, "Red envelope! Red envelope! I want a red envelope!"

Ting Shan helplessly pulled out a red bill from his pocket and handed it to Da Fei. Honestly, parrots these days knew way too much. If he'd known how smart Da Fei would turn out, he never would've let him watch idol dramas every day.

Guifei followed suit and called out to Cai Ya for a red envelope too. Cai Ya sighed, pulled out another red bill, and handed it over. She'd taken the job of hosting the wedding just to collect red envelopes, but in the end, she didn't get any and even got tricked into giving one away. Total loss.

Da Fei put the money in front of Naima, then flew up and perched on Naiba's head, shouting loudly, "Red envelope! Red envelope! Red envelope!"

Naiba looked a little confused, not knowing what a red envelope was. But she could tell that Da Fei was asking for something, so she lowered her head and picked up a few rose petals to offer to Da Fei. Da Fei looked utterly disgusted, flew up to the flower rack, and shouted loudly, "Idiot, idiot, Naiba is an idiot!"

Ning Feng: "..." His Naiba was obviously very smart.

Right after the wedding was over, Naima bolted without looking back and ran straight to Fang Yi's side, rubbing up against him with a face full of dissatisfaction.

"Good boy." Fang Yi gently comforted Naima, though he didn't really get what Naima was thinking. Marrying such a pretty wife was a great thing—why was Naima so upset? He hoped Shengmu wouldn't be like that in the future.

"Naima's not it. Just got married and already ran off? Is that what a husband should do?" Ning Feng was clearly not happy seeing Naima like that. After all the tricks he pulled, if Naima was still giving Naiba the cold shoulder, then he was out of options. Maybe it was time for Naiba to find someone else.

Naima was usually well-behaved, but in this kind of situation, even Fang Yi couldn't do much. All he could do was try to persuade him on the side.

Naiba was still on the stage. Everyone else and everything had already gone down to eat, and she was the only one left, lying there with such a pitiful look on her face. Fang Yi even thought he saw tears in Naiba's eyes—though maybe his eyes were just playing tricks on him.

Du Qianze called Naima over and whispered something to him. Naima turned back to look at Naiba, then slowly walked up onto the stage, lowered his head and gently nudged her. Naiba instantly lit up and walked off happily with her tail wagging.

"What did you say to him?" Ning Feng asked, super curious how he managed to change Naima's mind.

"Can't say," Du Qianze replied with a mysterious smile.

After the wedding, not much changed in Du Qianze and Fang Yi's daily life—but Hai Yang thought the two of them were way too clingy. They were together every day. How could they possibly have that much to talk about? The most unbelievable thing was, they never even argued. It didn't make any sense. Even Su Ran and Fang Yue, who got along super well, fought every now and then. But these two had literally never so much as raised their voices at each other. It was totally unnatural.

Hai Yang really hoped Du Qianze and Fang Yi would fight—ideally a few times every month. Otherwise, they were just going to get even more clingy, and Du Qianze's career ambition would keep shrinking. He'd already started turning down projects Hai Yang thought were good enough, and he was even getting picky about endorsements, saying he didn't want to be away from home too long. That was not how a proper celebrity should act.

He used to be able to pressure Du Qianze using the company, but now that Fang Yi had invested in the studio—and was Ning Feng's in-law—there was no real authority over Du Qianze anymore. Hai Yang could only sit there and watch as Du Qianze's workload got smaller and smaller. He used to do four or five dramas a year; now he wasn't even hitting three. The only comforting thing was that at least the paycheck was still solid—Du Qianze's rate just kept going up.

"You've been extra ambitious lately. Are you trying to have a kid or something? Saving up for formula money?" Du Qianze asked casually.

"Screw off... You show me how you'd even have a kid. If you manage to give birth, I'll hand over my entire savings." Hai Yang was hopping mad. He was already dating Zhou Chongwen. How the hell was he supposed to have a kid? It made more sense for his hamster at home to pop one out.

"Forget whether I can have a kid—do you even have savings?" Du Qianze asked bluntly.

"I do. I've got five hundred in my bank account," Hai Yang said with a bold, heroic tone.

...

"I really can't take this script. Ning Feng just told me about another one a few days ago. If all goes well, that one might land me Best Actor. I'm holding out for that. Just reject this one." Du Qianze shook his head while holding the script. Even if he had nothing else lined up, he still wouldn't take this one. I mean, come on—what kind of brain-d**d CEO behaved like this in real life? And the main character lost their memory three times in a thirty-episode drama? Just reading that gave him a headache.

"Why didn't you say so earlier? I'll cancel all your scripts, drop the endorsements too—you just focus on acting, win a couple serious awards, and then I'll have leverage to raise your price," Hai Yang said, tossing the script aside and mentally running through Du Qianze's schedule, already planning to clear out all the unnecessary appearances.

Over the years, he had tried getting Du Qianze roles with real award potential, but it was tough. If he could see the value in a role, so could everyone else. And without money or connections, it was hard for them to beat the competition. Even when a director liked Du Qianze, it didn't mean much. There were always outside forces that forced a change in plans, and in the end, Du Qianze usually ended up with a second male lead, third male lead, or no role at all.

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