Super Soldier in the City
Chapter 479 - 489 - Professional Fake Boyfriend

Chapter 479: 489 Chapter Professional Fake Boyfriend

Li Yifei met Ning Xin’er’s gaze and said, "You are now a public figure, and every move you make is watched by people. Those around you are even more the focus of journalists’ attention. If you reveal anything about your daughter, then she will definitely be targeted by those journalists. She’s only so young; how could she stand being surrounded by reporters every day? And if those other children learn that she is the daughter of the big star Ning Xin’er, how would they treat her?"

"Is it really that serious? Our daughter is only in kindergarten, and those kids won’t understand the concept of a star, will they?"

"What about the teachers then? And the other parents? In short, as soon as you release this news, wherever your daughter goes, she will likely be watched, which definitely won’t be good for her development."

Ning Xin’er’s expression suddenly turned ugly, but she knew that Li Yifei was right. She had always avoided revealing that she had a daughter, not wanting people to know, but wasn’t it also out of fear that it would negatively impact her daughter?

"So what you’re saying is that I could never mention I have a daughter for the rest of my life?" Even though she understood, Ning Xin’er still felt uncomfortable inside and retorted to Li Yifei with irritation.

"That’s not necessarily the case. If you later withdraw from the public eye for a while and no one pays attention to you anymore, then talking about your daughter wouldn’t draw any interest."

Ning Xin’er immediately asserted decisively, "Then fine, I’ll announce my retirement from show business tomorrow, so no one can suspect that someone took advantage of me while I was acting." She then gave Li Yifei a disdainful look.

Li Yifei gave an awkward smile and said, "I was just suggesting, don’t take it to heart. However, regarding your retirement from show business, it might be better to take it slow. If you announce it like that, it will surely draw even more attention to you, and more journalists might target you, which would not be good for bringing our daughter home."

"Nothing’s right with you, what exactly do you want me to do?" Ning Xin’er frowned deeply in dissatisfaction as she looked at Li Yifei.

Li Yifei said with a smile, "That’s simple. My suggestion is, if you sincerely want to leave show business and escape the public’s eye, then you should start now. Don’t take on any more roles, and try not to attend events with media presence. That way, you’ll gradually fade from public attention, and later on, no one will concern themselves with what you do."

"I see... that’s actually a good idea. You really are full of tricks," Ning Xin’er praised Li Yifei before saying cheerfully, "Then I’ll have no way to make money, and both our daughter and I will have to depend on you."

Li Yifei froze for a moment before realizing that his suggestion meant he would have to directly support Ning Xin’er, which was indeed like shooting himself in the foot.

Seeing his reluctant expression, Ning Xin’er snorted, "As if I couldn’t support myself. I’ve managed to save up some money over the years; there’s no problem ensuring we three live comfortably for the rest of our lives."

Li Yifei did not explain, simply smiling at Ning Xin’er, who didn’t press the issue further. She said, "I’m also hoping to step away from the public eye soon; it’s really uncomfortable now. I regret so much that I entered this industry."

"There’s no use regretting things you’ve done."

Ning Xin’er immediately glared and asked, "Are you saying you have always regretted what happened between us?"

Li Yifei rubbed his nose and replied, "I used to regret it quite a bit, but not anymore. How else would I have such an adorable daughter?"

"You know what’s good for you, hmmph. I’m going to be with our daughter; I won’t talk to you anymore."

These days, Ning Xin’er had not been bothering Li Yifei, which allowed him to feel a lot more at ease. After all, they had a daughter together, so even if Ning Xin’er wanted something from him, it seemed normal.

In the following days, Li Yifei continued to be a qualified father, playing with his daughter, and dropping her off and picking her up from school. He had thought their relationship would only get better, but to his surprise, while things had been fine for the first couple of days, the daughter began to act up in the following days, missing Li Qiang and Yang Shuyao, the two she had come to know as her parents, and becoming insistent on seeing them.

No matter what strategies Li Yifei or Ning Xin’er employed, they could only momentarily distract their daughter. As soon as things quieted down, she would think of Li Qiang and Yang Shuyao and especially at night, she would fuss over wanting her mother and father, causing both Li Yifei and Ning Xin’er great stress.

Ning Xin’er at this time was filled with self-blame; if only she hadn’t let Li Qiang and Yang Shuyao take care of her daughter, this situation might have been avoided.

Li Yifei did not blame Ning Xin’er, as there was no point in resenting what had already happened. The main issue now was helping their daughter forget her original parents, a task that seemed to require even more patience and care.

After more than a week on this side, Li Yifei gathered again with Zheng Mingrui and the others, with Zheng Mingrui appearing full of vigor this time. After the previous conflict with Sun Dongming’s group, Zheng Mingrui had stopped holding back. Since he couldn’t get along with those team members who came with backgrounds, he stopped tolerating them, and within the team, the two groups started to butt heads.

After all, Zheng Mingrui was the number two person in the Flying Hawk Squad, responsible for the training inside the squad. Number one couldn’t interfere with that, so Zheng Mingrui vigorously trained the team members. Although the newcomers like Sun Dongming were physically fine, compared to the original members like Zheng Mingrui, they were far inferior and were soon worn out by Zheng Mingrui’s intensive training.

These people naturally didn’t accept this and resisted by refusing to train. Zheng Mingrui was straightforward, directly subjecting them to physical punishment. In the Flying Hawk Squad, physical punishment wasn’t against the rules, and he even confined a few still defiant members to solitary, not giving face even when number one interceded.

In the past, Zheng Mingrui’s methods weren’t forceful enough, which led to his authority being pushed back more and more by number one, almost leading to the ruin of the Flying Hawk Squad. But after receiving guidance from Li Yifei, Zheng Mingrui’s decisive actions quickly restored his prestige in the Flying Hawk Squad.

With Zheng Mingrui doing so, number one was somewhat at a loss, as everything Zheng Mingrui did was normal. Even if there was a dispute, Zheng Mingrui had the upper hand. As for Sun Dongming and the others, they couldn’t catch any handle on Zheng Mingrui, so toppling him wouldn’t be easy.

The Flying Hawk Squad, being one of the country’s strongest special forces units, was always taken very seriously by those above. While behind-the-scenes maneuvers might be one thing, a public confrontation was out of the question, even for the backers of Sun Dongming and his group.

This was Zheng Mingrui’s first piece of good news, and the second was his relationship progression with Lin Wanqing. He was now brimming with pleasure and had, after drinking with his colleagues, even stopped his prior licentious visits to places like saunas.

Li Yifei was very happy for Zheng Mingrui. Someone as skilled as Zheng Mingrui definitely had the ability; sending him to execute missions would undoubtedly be problem-free. What he lacked was experience leading the Flying Hawk Squad, which now seemed to be no issue. So, Li Yifei was not too worried about him anymore.

As for relationships, Li Yifei was just as happy for Zheng Mingrui. Those in their Flying Hawk Squad, used to debauchery, were not easily settled. Lin Wanqing, who at a glance appeared to be a good girl, would be a fine match for Zheng Mingrui, indeed a good thing.

After finishing the drinks, Li Yifei was ready to go home but received a call from Su Mengxin. He had talked to Su Mengxin about the Sun Dongming incident before, and having Su Mengxin exert some pressure on Sun Dongming’s group was beneficial. He knew these Second Generation Officials were extremely arrogant; if they caused trouble, it would be more difficult than dealing with terrorists. Having Su Mengxin’s support to rely on every now and then wasn’t a disgraceful thing.

"Yifei, are you free tonight? Some friends want to meet up, can you come and help me out?"

"Me, help you out?" Li Yifei exclaimed in surprise.

"Yes, you’ve got to help me. These people are trying to set me up with boyfriends. Without your support, I’ll have trouble dealing with them."

Li Yifei smirked and said, "Mengxin, anything but playing the role of a boyfriend, that seems tough for me?"

"Aren’t you good at it?" Su Mengxin laughed softly.

"That’s different. Pretending to be Yingying’s and Lin Qiong’s boyfriend was easier; their parents were manageable. But you, with your status, who will believe that I’m your boyfriend?"

"That’s not necessarily true. Looking for a boyfriend, I don’t need to find someone well-matched, do I? As long as I like him, it’s okay. You just need to fool those friends of mine, stop them from introducing me to more guys in the future."

"This... I feel too much pressure."

"This is a small matter I’m troubling you with, you won’t leave me hanging, right?" Su Mengxin’s tone was a bit pleading, with a hint of grievance.

Li Yifei was immediately defeated, and quickly responded with a wry smile, "Alright, I’m now officially the go-to for playing the fake boyfriend, it seems."

Su Mengxin giggled, "That just shows how professional you are. Otherwise, why would I dare to ask you?"

Since Su Mengxin trusted him so much, Li Yifei naturally couldn’t make more excuses. In Mile City, Su Mengxin had given him plenty of help and had always been very good to him; even the cigarettes he smoked now were provided by her. Regardless of anything else, if only for these cigarettes, Li Yifei had to help her.

But Li Yifei indeed felt pressured. Su Mengxin, amongst the younger generation in the country, was absolutely top tier. The friends who could make contact with her, nobility and status-wise, none were weak—probably all were children of central government-level leaders. Fooling them wouldn’t be easy.