TCFGBH Chapter 69

Now with a cracked screen, the phone lay face-up, displaying the call in progress.

Xia Yan lay sprawled on the sofa, his expression innocent, and his clear, lazy eyes glanced diagonally at the tall Omega, as if he didn’t care at all.

“Is this Mr. Shen?” the voice on the other end said.

“I was just having a conversation with Xia Yan as a friend. There was nothing romantic about it, so please don’t misunderstand.”

“After all, you’ve been so busy with your studies that you haven’t had time to spend with him.”

That person was still adding fuel to the fire. Every word seemed to soothe but actually carried a subtle brag and a jab, perfectly targeting the man’s jealousy.

Shen Wenqing glanced at the phone, slowly unfastened the belt of his trench coat, and took off the camel-colored coat.

Underneath, he wore a black and white striped V-neck sweater. The neckline wasn’t too low, just below his collarbone, but paired with the black choker, it carried an inexplicable cold sensuality.

The coat fell to the floor with a soft thud.

Xia Yan’s throat bobbed as he avoided the man’s burning gaze. His muscles tensed, bracing for the coming storm. He felt like the coat tossed on the floor, soon to be violently beaten!

Recalling how Shen Wenqing had brutally beaten Alphas before, Xia Yan—a mere Beta—shuddered.

[System, activate pain reduction]

[Okay]

One step, two steps, three steps.

The man slowly closed in.

Because of his position, Xia Yan could only look up at Shen Wenqing from below, seeing the man’s strong and graceful figure from another angle.

It’s fine.

Xia Yan comforted himself.

After getting beaten, the breakup quest would be completed.

A twisted kind of victory.

As Shen Wenqing’s hand reached out, Xia Yan instinctively closed his eyes, ready to sacrifice himself for the mission. However… he did end up sacrificing himself, just not in the way he expected.

The man restrained him from behind, forcibly cupping his head as their lips and tongues met, producing sticky, wet sounds.

“…Wait…” Xia Yan tried to resist, but his struggles were suppressed, leaving him helpless as the other explored his mouth.

The phone slid off the sofa and onto the floor below, and the microphone, performing its duty, transmitted every sound. The subtle, hazy, indescribable noises of intimacy reached Wen Changming’s ears.

Even though he had no personal experience, as an adult, Wen Changming knew exactly what was happening.

He froze like a block of wood, unable to perform even the simple action of hanging up the phone. He could only endure his jealousy while listening to the person he liked being intimate with someone else.

How much time had passed?

Five minutes? Ten?

The wet sounds finally ceased, and it took Wen Changming a few seconds to realize his chest hurt because he had forgotten to breathe.

“Did you enjoy listening?” Shen Wenqing’s satisfied voice asked.

“…”

Wen Changming’s voice remained as polite as ever, “Mr. Shen, as I’ve said, you’re misunderstanding. You should have more trust in your partner.”

“…Heh.”

“Exposing your private matters like this—what does that say about your regard for Xia Yan?” Wen Changming didn’t express his own displeasure; instead, he spoke up for Xia Yan as if defending him.

“Oh really?” Shen Wenqing retorted.

Then came the rustling sound of clothes—far more unbearable for Wen Changming than the kissing. It signaled what was to come next…

Shen Wenqing mocked, “I noticed you didn’t hang up the phone. I thought you were enjoying listening.”

“I was just shocked.”

Shen Wenqing didn’t say whether he believed it or not, only adding calmly, “What happens next isn’t something Mr. Wen should eavesdrop on.”

That single sentence, more powerful than any long speech, was enough to shatter Wen Changming’s composure.

He clenched his phone tightly, listening to the busy tone on the other end. His mind was filled with countless imagined scenarios, all blending into a jealousy too strong to describe.

Shen Wenqing!!!

Let him stay in the hell of Omega pheromones.

However, nothing Wen Changming imagined was happening in the living room.

Xia Yan lay on the sofa, his face flushed and his breathing quick. Shen Wenqing held him from behind, and the rustling sound was merely their clothes rubbing together.

Shen Wenqing, a golden child, had always led a smooth life except for the moment when he unexpectedly differentiated into an Omega, which he found hard to accept at first.

But after meeting Xia Yan, the closer he tried to get, the more unreachable Xia Yan seemed.

He placed his hand on Xia Yan’s chest, feeling the rapid heartbeat. His expression was dark, his emotions unreadable. Countless questions rose to his throat, only to be swallowed back down.

Shen Wenqing knew Xia Yan’s personality.

If he had pushed harder now and asked too many questions, Xia Yan would undoubtedly have thrown a tantrum, turning the blame back on him, maybe even complaining that he was too controlling and demanding a breakup.

Xia Yan was always this capricious and unpredictable.

The man buried his head in Xia Yan’s neck, inhaling the young man’s unique scent and suppressing all his feelings.

Xia Yan didn’t love him. But he didn’t love Wen Changming or Wu Qin either. He treated everyone the same, no matter who his boyfriend was—he ‘equally’ distanced himself from them.

Everyone was on the starting line, yet not quite standing on the same track.

At least being his boyfriend came with certain advantages sometimes.

Shen Wenqing analyzed the situation coldly.

But being held in Shen Wenqing’s arms, Xia Yan felt extremely conflicted. He had prepared all his rebuttals, but the man didn’t even ask a single question.

It was like punching into a pillow—unsatisfying.

Xia Yan held back and held back, but finally, he couldn’t resist and asked, “Don’t you want to ask something?”

Shen Wenqing paused for a few seconds and then said, “The phone screen is broken. I’ll get you a new one tomorrow.”

“Besides that…”

“?”

“Aren’t you curious about me and Wen Changming?”

“I trust you, Yan Yan.”

Xia Yan: “?”

“It’s so cold outside today. I’ll call for delivery; let’s not go out for dinner.” Shen Wenqing held Xia Yan with one arm while picking up the phone to order food with the other.

His voice was calm, just as it always was, as if nothing had happened. Yet it felt completely disconnected from the gloomy look on his face.

That’s why he had to hide behind Xia Yan, so the others couldn’t see his expression!

Xia Yan was confused, trying to interpret the situation using his usual logic.

After all, jealousy means love, right? If the protagonist shou was this indifferent, it meant his feelings for him had faded, which was a good thing!

Completing the task was within reach.

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Dinner was hairy crabs.

The autumn crabs were plump, with sweet, delicious meat. Six were steamed, and six were spicy, each with its own flavor. The only downside was that they were tricky to peel, but thankfully, Shen Wenqing had taken on that task.

His fingers were long and slender, moving gracefully and deftly as he cracked open the crabs, separating the meat and the roe and placing them in the crab shells.

Xia Yan had just been “caught in the act,” and now he was using his boyfriend like a tool.

His conscience pricked him slightly.

He reached out. “Let me do it myself.”

“No need. It’s messy.” Shen Wenqing handed him the prepared crab meat. “You just focus on eating. This is what a boyfriend should do.”

The word “boyfriend” was spoken especially clearly.

Xia Yan held his chopsticks, but hesitated to start eating.

At that moment, Shen Wenqing casually suggested, “Or, if you’d rather, Yan Yan could feed me instead.”