Chapter 125: 125 – Sylvia’s Threat
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Thanks to Sylvia's long monologue on the grand parties in the other world, Fang was able to decide that he was going to throw a lavish party for Ren's birthday, and he got some excellent ideas thanks to their serpentine daughter.
Fang quickly jotted down some notes and sent them to Pax.
Pax's response was immediate. Fang's phone rang almost as soon as he sent the message!
"Are you sure?" Pax asked Fang. "That would be a very large number of people."
"Yes, Pax," Fang said. "I want it to be the biggest and the greatest party of the year and I want everyone to be impressed with Ren's grandeur!"
Pax was silent for a moment. "All right," he said. "I'll make the arrangements."
"I want to help with the arrangements," Fang said immediately.
"Aren't the two of you very busy at SIMS these days?" Pax asked, and Fang could hear the disapproval in his tone.
Fang chuckled. "I'm not that busy, actually," he said. "I generally hang around Ren because he has these brilliant research ideas for almost all the departments, and I'm terribly scared half the time that someone will want to steal my Ren away from me if I'm not sticking with him all the time," he confessed.
Pax's exasperated sigh was audible through the phone line. "How many times have we told you that Ren has eyes for no one other than you, kid?" Pax asked tiredly. "I could line up an army of gorgeous men and women dressed to seduce even the more severe of ascetics, and your Ren wouldn't even spare them a glance unless you happened to be in that crowd."
Fang flushed slightly. "I know now, Pax," he said quietly. "And that's why I want to participate in making the arrangements for Ren's birthday personally. Now I don't have to worry about my Ren being stolen away from me. Even if other people want to steal him, Ren wouldn't be interested – and that's the important thing here."
"Good," Pax said, and Fang could hear the smile in his voice across the phone line. "Also, you should know that everyone at SIMS ardently ships you and Ren – and those who don't, are brainwashed by the others until they do. At the moment, there are only three people at SIMS who are not convinced that you are Ren are the ultimate perfect couple – and we'll give it a week before they either accept this fact or find a job elsewhere," he said to Fang, his voice as smug as a cat that ate an entire bowl of cream.
Fang wondered for a moment if Snow was picking up her mannerisms from her Uncle Pax these days. Then he hurriedly pushed that thought aside and focused on what Pax was saying. And the overbearing nature of Pax's statement left Fang stunned. Wasn't this a little too extreme…?!
"Did – did Ren ask you to do this?" Fang murmured after a long pause.
Pax chuckled. "Not at all," he said. "It happened by itself – even I'm not sure how or why. It was a suo moto decision by the majority of the staff at SIMS that was taken within a week of the two of you starting your studies there. You two have a lot of people supporting you – more than you know." Pax sounded rather proud as he said this. "I didn't even need to step in and do anything – these guys have directly taken you and Ren as their mascot couple and they are as fiercely protective of you two and your relationship as the legal team at Sirocco," he told Fang.
Fang couldn't help the broad grin that spread on his face. "Then it makes sense to have a grand party, right?" he asked Pax. "We have to keep our supporters happy!"
Pax chuckled. "Yes, indeed," he said. "Do you want to tell Ren, or do you want to keep it a secret from him and surprise him on his birthday?"
"Keep it as a surprise, Papa," Sylvia spoke up. "It would be more fun like that!" The little snake didn't mention that there was a chance that Ren would turn down the idea of having a party completely. Back in their previous world, Sylvia had been the one to enjoy the parties more than her master – and Ren had usually spent half the evening hiding somewhere because of people from all over the world trying to court him! However, Sylvia reasoned to herself, that would not be a problem in this world, because Daddy and Papa were already together and engaged to be married to each other – so there wouldn't be men and women of all types trying to woo her Daddy, so he would be able to enjoy his birthday party properly this time!
Fang had no idea about the thought process of his serpentine daughter, and agreed with her, and conveyed the same to Pax.
Pax didn't object, either. He, too, had a feeling, just like Sylvia, that Ren might turn down the idea of having a lavish party for his birthday – but Pax thought that Ren's reason for turning down the lavish party would be cost of the party. Fang didn't know this yet, but since Fang had a lot of issues with the extravagant habits of Ren (who was used to spending money like water), Ren had really been trying to control himself. It had been months since Ren had bought anything for himself – he didn't skimp on things he bought for the babies, of course, but Ren didn't buy anything for himself any more because Fang disliked big expenses. The private island was an exception. Ren couldn't help buying things that were liked by (or, in his lovelorn eyes, be useful to) Fang, naturally.
Pax felt that it was a little sad that Ren had been reduced to this. To be one of the richest men in the world and still not buy yourself a new pen when the old pen broke…
Because Ren only used exquisite fountain pens that cost a bomb – but now that his favourite pen was broken, he dared not buy another one, thinking Fang would feel bad about it.
Pax had watched Ren struggling with a ball pen for several hours before he'd had enough and bought a fountain pen for Ren himself, and stuffed it in his hands, telling him that it was an early birthday gift for him.
Ren had been embarrassed and touched in equal measures. But, in the end, he had accepted the fountain pen gratefully and put an end to his misery.
Pax thought that it was rather pathetic. He wanted to have a chat with Fang about this matter – but then, the whole incident with the large amount of money in Fang's account and the alcohol poisoning had happened, and Pax had been too worried about these two idiots he cared for very much to remember to bring up the matter.
But he definitely needed to have a chat with Fang about this matter. It was not a good thing for Ren to forcibly restrain himself like this, especially when there was no need for him to do so.
Now was not a good time to bring it up, though. Pax would find another, more suitable time to discuss the matter with Fang separately.
"All right, then," Pax said to Fang. "Come over to Sirocco when you are done for the day at SIMS tomorrow."
"I will," Fang promised.
"Papa! You are not working over the weekend! You promised!" Sylvia reminded Fang crossly.
Fang chuckled and petted the beautiful silver snake. "Yes, yes, my dear, Daddy and I are going to be at home as promised. We will spend the entire weekend with our precious little babies, all right?" he said, cajoling her in a persuasive voice.
Sylvia huffed. "You must remember to do that!" she warned. "Otherwise, the four of us will be very unhappy with you and we will run away from home if you and Daddy break your promise!"
Fang narrowed his eyes. "You are not allowed to run away from home," he said sternly. "Do you know how upset your Daddy will be if you all run away? Do you want to see him crying pitifully because of his precious babies running away from home?" he asked pointedly.
Sylvia stared at him with her purple eyes glowing. The little snake was no less stubborn than Fang, and she would definitely not lose in a staring contest with him.
The two of them – father and daughter – glared at each other for a long time.
Finally, Pax, who was on the other end of the phone and whose presence had been completely forgotten by Fang and Sylvia, brought the silent fight to an end by clearing his throat loudly.
Fang and Sylvia were both startled at the loud 'ahem' from Pax.
"Ah, sorry, Pax," Fang said apologetically.
Pax ignored him and said to Sylvia, "Don't worry, little one, Uncle Pax will make sure that these two idiots are at home with you for the entire weekend!"
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Thanks to Sylvia's long monologue on the grand parties in the other world, Fang was able to decide that he was going to throw a lavish party for Ren's birthday, and he got some excellent ideas thanks to their serpentine daughter.
Fang quickly jotted down some notes and sent them to Pax.
Pax's response was immediate. Fang's phone rang almost as soon as he sent the message!
"Are you sure?" Pax asked Fang. "That would be a very large number of people."
"Yes, Pax," Fang said. "I want it to be the biggest and the greatest party of the year and I want everyone to be impressed with Ren's grandeur!"
Pax was silent for a moment. "All right," he said. "I'll make the arrangements."
"I want to help with the arrangements," Fang said immediately.
"Aren't the two of you very busy at SIMS these days?" Pax asked, and Fang could hear the disapproval in his tone.
Fang chuckled. "I'm not that busy, actually," he said. "I generally hang around Ren because he has these brilliant research ideas for almost all the departments, and I'm terribly scared half the time that someone will want to steal my Ren away from me if I'm not sticking with him all the time," he confessed.
Pax's exasperated sigh was audible through the phone line. "How many times have we told you that Ren has eyes for no one other than you, kid?" Pax asked tiredly. "I could line up an army of gorgeous men and women dressed to seduce even the more severe of ascetics, and your Ren wouldn't even spare them a glance unless you happened to be in that crowd."
Fang flushed slightly. "I know now, Pax," he said quietly. "And that's why I want to participate in making the arrangements for Ren's birthday personally. Now I don't have to worry about my Ren being stolen away from me. Even if other people want to steal him, Ren wouldn't be interested – and that's the important thing here."
"Good," Pax said, and Fang could hear the smile in his voice across the phone line. "Also, you should know that everyone at SIMS ardently ships you and Ren – and those who don't, are brainwashed by the others until they do. At the moment, there are only three people at SIMS who are not convinced that you are Ren are the ultimate perfect couple – and we'll give it a week before they either accept this fact or find a job elsewhere," he said to Fang, his voice as smug as a cat that ate an entire bowl of cream.
Fang wondered for a moment if Snow was picking up her mannerisms from her Uncle Pax these days. Then he hurriedly pushed that thought aside and focused on what Pax was saying. And the overbearing nature of Pax's statement left Fang stunned. Wasn't this a little too extreme…?!
"Did – did Ren ask you to do this?" Fang murmured after a long pause.
Pax chuckled. "Not at all," he said. "It happened by itself – even I'm not sure how or why. It was a suo moto decision by the majority of the staff at SIMS that was taken within a week of the two of you starting your studies there. You two have a lot of people supporting you – more than you know." Pax sounded rather proud as he said this. "I didn't even need to step in and do anything – these guys have directly taken you and Ren as their mascot couple and they are as fiercely protective of you two and your relationship as the legal team at Sirocco," he told Fang.
Fang couldn't help the broad grin that spread on his face. "Then it makes sense to have a grand party, right?" he asked Pax. "We have to keep our supporters happy!"
Pax chuckled. "Yes, indeed," he said. "Do you want to tell Ren, or do you want to keep it a secret from him and surprise him on his birthday?"
"Keep it as a surprise, Papa," Sylvia spoke up. "It would be more fun like that!" The little snake didn't mention that there was a chance that Ren would turn down the idea of having a party completely. Back in their previous world, Sylvia had been the one to enjoy the parties more than her master – and Ren had usually spent half the evening hiding somewhere because of people from all over the world trying to court him! However, Sylvia reasoned to herself, that would not be a problem in this world, because Daddy and Papa were already together and engaged to be married to each other – so there wouldn't be men and women of all types trying to woo her Daddy, so he would be able to enjoy his birthday party properly this time!
Fang had no idea about the thought process of his serpentine daughter, and agreed with her, and conveyed the same to Pax.
Pax didn't object, either. He, too, had a feeling, just like Sylvia, that Ren might turn down the idea of having a lavish party for his birthday – but Pax thought that Ren's reason for turning down the lavish party would be cost of the party. Fang didn't know this yet, but since Fang had a lot of issues with the extravagant habits of Ren (who was used to spending money like water), Ren had really been trying to control himself. It had been months since Ren had bought anything for himself – he didn't skimp on things he bought for the babies, of course, but Ren didn't buy anything for himself any more because Fang disliked big expenses. The private island was an exception. Ren couldn't help buying things that were liked by (or, in his lovelorn eyes, be useful to) Fang, naturally.
Pax felt that it was a little sad that Ren had been reduced to this. To be one of the richest men in the world and still not buy yourself a new pen when the old pen broke…
Because Ren only used exquisite fountain pens that cost a bomb – but now that his favourite pen was broken, he dared not buy another one, thinking Fang would feel bad about it.
Pax had watched Ren struggling with a ball pen for several hours before he'd had enough and bought a fountain pen for Ren himself, and stuffed it in his hands, telling him that it was an early birthday gift for him.
Ren had been embarrassed and touched in equal measures. But, in the end, he had accepted the fountain pen gratefully and put an end to his misery.
Pax thought that it was rather pathetic. He wanted to have a chat with Fang about this matter – but then, the whole incident with the large amount of money in Fang's account and the alcohol poisoning had happened, and Pax had been too worried about these two idiots he cared for very much to remember to bring up the matter.
But he definitely needed to have a chat with Fang about this matter. It was not a good thing for Ren to forcibly restrain himself like this, especially when there was no need for him to do so.
Now was not a good time to bring it up, though. Pax would find another, more suitable time to discuss the matter with Fang separately.
"All right, then," Pax said to Fang. "Come over to Sirocco when you are done for the day at SIMS tomorrow."
"I will," Fang promised.
"Papa! You are not working over the weekend! You promised!" Sylvia reminded Fang crossly.
Fang chuckled and petted the beautiful silver snake. "Yes, yes, my dear, Daddy and I are going to be at home as promised. We will spend the entire weekend with our precious little babies, all right?" he said, cajoling her in a persuasive voice.
Sylvia huffed. "You must remember to do that!" she warned. "Otherwise, the four of us will be very unhappy with you and we will run away from home if you and Daddy break your promise!"
Fang narrowed his eyes. "You are not allowed to run away from home," he said sternly. "Do you know how upset your Daddy will be if you all run away? Do you want to see him crying pitifully because of his precious babies running away from home?" he asked pointedly.
Sylvia stared at him with her purple eyes glowing. The little snake was no less stubborn than Fang, and she would definitely not lose in a staring contest with him.
The two of them – father and daughter – glared at each other for a long time.
Finally, Pax, who was on the other end of the phone and whose presence had been completely forgotten by Fang and Sylvia, brought the silent fight to an end by clearing his throat loudly.
Fang and Sylvia were both startled at the loud 'ahem' from Pax.
"Ah, sorry, Pax," Fang said apologetically.
Pax ignored him and said to Sylvia, "Don't worry, little one, Uncle Pax will make sure that these two idiots are at home with you for the entire weekend!"
Thanks to Sylvia's long monologue on the grand parties in the other world, Fang was able to decide that he was going to throw a lavish party for Ren's birthday, and he got some excellent ideas thanks to their serpentine daughter.Fang quickly jotted down some notes and sent them to Pax.Pax's response was immediate. Fang's phone rang almost as soon as he sent the message!"Are you sure?" Pax asked Fang. "That would be a very large number of people.""Yes, Pax," Fang said. "I want it to be the biggest and the greatest party of the year and I want everyone to be impressed with Ren's grandeur!"Pax was silent for a moment. "All right," he said. "I'll make the arrangements.""I want to help with the arrangements," Fang said immediately."Aren't the two of you very busy at SIMS these days?" Pax asked, and Fang could hear the disapproval in his tone.Fang chuckled. "I'm not that busy, actually," he said. "I generally hang around Ren because he has these brilliant research ideas for almost all the departments, and I'm terribly scared half the time that someone will want to steal my Ren away from me if I'm not sticking with him all the time," he confessed.Pax's exasperated sigh was audible through the phone line. "How many times have we told you that Ren has eyes for no one other than you, kid?" Pax asked tiredly. "I could line up an army of gorgeous men and women dressed to seduce even the more severe of ascetics, and your Ren wouldn't even spare them a glance unless you happened to be in that crowd."Fang flushed slightly. "I know now, Pax," he said quietly. "And that's why I want to participate in making the arrangements for Ren's birthday personally. Now I don't have to worry about my Ren being stolen away from me. Even if other people want to steal him, Ren wouldn't be interested and that's the important thing here.""Good," Pax said, and Fang could hear the smile in his voice across the phone line. "Also, you should know that everyone at SIMS ardently ships you and Ren and those who don't, are brainwashed by the others until they do. At the moment, there are only three people at SIMS who are not convinced that you are Ren are the ultimate perfect couple and we'll give it a week before they either accept this fact or find a job elsewhere," he said to Fang, his voice as smug as a cat that ate an entire bowl of cream.Fang wondered for a moment if Snow was picking up her mannerisms from her Uncle Pax these days. Then he hurriedly pushed that thought aside and focused on what Pax was saying. And the overbearing nature of Pax's statement left Fang stunned. Wasn't this a little too extreme?!"Did did Ren ask you to do this?" Fang murmured after a long pause.Pax chuckled. "Not at all," he said. "It happened by itself even I'm not sure how or why. It was a suo moto decision by the majority of the staff at SIMS that was taken within a week of the two of you starting your studies there. You two have a lot of people supporting you more than you know." Pax sounded rather proud as he said this. "I didn't even need to step in and do anything these guys have directly taken you and Ren as their mascot couple and they are as fiercely protective of you two and your relationship as the legal team at Sirocco," he told Fang.Fang couldn't help the broad grin that spread on his face. "Then it makes sense to have a grand party, right?" he asked Pax. "We have to keep our supporters happy!"Pax chuckled. "Yes, indeed," he said. "Do you want to tell Ren, or do you want to keep it a secret from him and surprise him on his birthday?""Keep it as a surprise, Papa," Sylvia spoke up. "It would be more fun like that!" The little snake didn't mention that there was a chance that Ren would turn down the idea of having a party completely. Back in their previous world, Sylvia had been the one to enjoy the parties more than her master and Ren had usually spent half the evening hiding somewhere because of people from all over the world trying to court him! However, Sylvia reasoned to herself, that would not be a problem in this world, because Daddy and Papa were already together and engaged to be married to each other so there wouldn't be men and women of all types trying to woo her Daddy, so he would be able to enjoy his birthday party properly this time!Fang had no idea about the thought process of his serpentine daughter, and agreed with her, and conveyed the same to Pax.Pax didn't object, either. He, too, had a feeling, just like Sylvia, that Ren might turn down the idea of having a lavish party for his birthday but Pax thought that Ren's reason for turning down the lavish party would be cost of the party. Fang didn't know this yet, but since Fang had a lot of issues with the extravagant habits of Ren who was used to spending money like water, Ren had really been trying to control himself. It had been months since Ren had bought anything for himself he didn't skimp on things he bought for the babies, of course, but Ren didn't buy anything for himself any more because Fang disliked big expenses. The private island was an exception. Ren couldn't help buying things that were liked by or, in his lovelorn eyes, be useful to Fang, naturally.Pax felt that it was a little sad that Ren had been reduced to this. To be one of the richest men in the world and still not buy yourself a new pen when the old pen brokeBecause Ren only used exquisite fountain pens that cost a bomb but now that his favourite pen was broken, he dared not buy another one, thinking Fang would feel bad about it.Pax had watched Ren struggling with a ball pen for several hours before he'd had enough and bought a fountain pen for Ren himself, and stuffed it in his hands, telling him that it was an early birthday gift for him.Ren had been embarrassed and touched in equal measures. But, in the end, he had accepted the fountain pen gratefully and put an end to his misery.Pax thought that it was rather pathetic. He wanted to have a chat with Fang about this matter but then, the whole incident with the large amount of money in Fang's account and the alcohol poisoning had happened, and Pax had been too worried about these two idiots he cared for very much to remember to bring up the matter.But he definitely needed to have a chat with Fang about this matter. It was not a good thing for Ren to forcibly restrain himself like this, especially when there was no need for him to do so.Now was not a good time to bring it up, though. Pax would find another, more suitable time to discuss the matter with Fang separately."All right, then," Pax said to Fang. "Come over to Sirocco when you are done for the day at SIMS tomorrow.""I will," Fang promised."Papa! You are not working over the weekend! You promised!" Sylvia reminded Fang crossly.Fang chuckled and petted the beautiful silver snake. "Yes, yes, my dear, Daddy and I are going to be at home as promised. We will spend the entire weekend with our precious little babies, all right?" he said, cajoling her in a persuasive voice.Sylvia huffed. "You must remember to do that!" she warned. "Otherwise, the four of us will be very unhappy with you and we will run away from home if you and Daddy break your promise!"Fang narrowed his eyes. "You are not allowed to run away from home," he said sternly. "Do you know how upset your Daddy will be if you all run away? Do you want to see him crying pitifully because of his precious babies running away from home?" he asked pointedly.Sylvia stared at him with her purple eyes glowing. The little snake was no less stubborn than Fang, and she would definitely not lose in a staring contest with him.The two of them father and daughter glared at each other for a long time.Finally, Pax, who was on the other end of the phone and whose presence had been completely forgotten by Fang and Sylvia, brought the silent fight to an end by clearing his throat loudly.Fang and Sylvia were both startled at the loud 'ahem' from Pax."Ah, sorry, Pax," Fang said apologetically.Pax ignored him and said to Sylvia, "Don't worry, little one, Uncle Pax will make sure that these two idiots are at home with you for the entire weekend!"
