Jiujiu? Little Master?
Who was this?
They seemed quite close. What was going on?
Given Zhuang Hanxue’s numerous past offenses, Qiu Zheyan couldn’t help but grow suspicious. This must be an online nickname.
How come he’d never heard Zhuang Hanxue mention knowing such a person? Qiu Zheyan felt a surge of jealousy in his heart. He glanced at Zhuang Hanxue sprawled out on the bed, snoring loudly, and felt his anger rising. He wanted to wake up this lazy pig right now and demand an explanation.
If Zhuang Hanxue were still awake, Qiu Zheyan might have impulsively questioned him. But since he was asleep, Qiu Zheyan refrained from waking him.
After calming down, he decided to bide his time for now.
He felt like a jealous wife.
Recently, he hadn’t had time to go drinking, but he vented to a friend on WeChat about Zhuang Hanxue and his ex-girlfriend.
His friend was shocked. [You’re incredible, actually stealing Jiang Ruoyun’s man and sleeping with her ex-boyfriend. Impressive. Your boyfriend is really unpredictable, to think he was involved with Jiang Ruoyun! By the way, is Jiang Ruoyun as beautiful in person? I heard her skin isn’t that great.]
Qiu Zheyan was consumed with jealousy. Though he knew Zhuang Hanxue had dated before, he assumed they were ordinary people. He never imagined someone of Jiang Ruoyun’s caliber. The two had even discussed marriage, far from a casual relationship. Even Qiu Zheyan couldn’t help but wonder what stroke of luck led Zhuang Hanxue to such a beauty, who even proposed to him. Any ordinary man would have been overjoyed and eagerly accepted, offering everything to such a goddess.
Only an idiot like Zhuang Hanxue would abandon Jiang Ruoyun.
Zhuang Hanxue must regret it now, right? No, he must deeply regret not cherishing her back then. Otherwise, why would he so readily believe Jiang Ruoyun’s teasing, his ego inflating to the point where he thought she genuinely wanted to be his sugar mama?
Qiu Zheyan: [That fool actually thinks Jiang Ruoyun still has feelings for him.]
He felt sour even as he sent the message.
His friend consoled him: [It’s normal. Aren’t all straight men like that? Even after time passes, they still think women are into them.]
These past few days, he couldn’t help but wonder if Zhuang Hanxue was secretly contacting Jiang Ruoyun behind his back. He’d been troubled for days, feeling petty if he spoke up, yet uneasy if he didn’t.
After much deliberation, he felt there was only one solution.
He would just fuck Zhuang Hanxue in bed until he had no energy left to think about other women.
Though Zhuang Hanxue was generally compliant, even he couldn’t handle this intensity.
Last night, he whimpered, “What’s wrong with you? How did I make you angry?”
Qiu Zheyan replied, “It’s nothing.”
Zhuang Hanxue asked, “Stop saying it’s nothing. Tell me what’s wrong. I’m getting old and I don’t exercise much. I can’t handle you wearing me out like this.”
Qiu Zheyan: “…It’s really nothing.”
Zhuang Hanxue stroked his head. “You can’t still be jealous of Xiao Yun, can you?”
Qiu Zheyan’s eyes reddened. “Xiao Yun? Didn’t you say breaking up was ancient history? Why are you still calling her so intimately? And you told me you weren’t thinking about her anymore?”
Zhuang Hanxue was stunned by the outburst but finally understood the issue. He rubbed his nose and said, “I really don’t think about her anymore. Honestly. Besides, Xiao Yun wasn’t my only ex. I was young when we broke up, and I dated many girls after her. Are you going to be jealous of every single one?”
Qiu Zheyan: “But Jiang Ruoyun is different, isn’t she? She’s many men’s goddess, a beauty among beauties. How can she compare to your other girlfriends? You might not think about the others, but you must think about her, right? These past few days, you’ve been regretting breaking up with her, haven’t you? Regretting being with me now, thinking if you weren’t, you could rekindle your old flame with her.”
Zhuang Hanxue was dumbfounded and replied matter-of-factly, “She’s not that special. My ex-girlfriends were all… some were even more outstanding than her.”
Zhuang Hanxue wasn’t lying.
With his good family background and looks, even if he was a bit dim, he was kind-hearted, good at making girls happy, and not terrible at his job. Among the rich second generation, he was considered a good catch. Through friends and elders’ introductions, he’d met many girls, mostly from less wealthy backgrounds than his. They were all beautiful, rich, and well-educated, with great figures and impressive credentials.
Comparing honestly, Jiang Ruoyun from ten years ago wasn’t particularly exceptional among the women he’d dated.
He really didn’t look at Jiang Ruoyun differently.
However, Zhuang Hanxue thought better of detailing his past romances. If Qiu Zheyan discovered all his ex-girlfriends were rich beauties, his wealthy young master identity would be exposed.
He still wanted to continue living off Qiu Zheyan.
Qiu Zheyan paused, asking, “Are you bragging again, or did you really date more impressive girlfriends?”
Zhuang Hanxue scratched his head, remembering how his past girlfriends loved checking his phone, scrutinizing every like. If he liked a beautiful woman’s post, it spelled trouble. If he left a comment, he might as well prepare for death.
He never thought dating a man would be the same.
Jealousy was an inevitable part of love.
Regardless of gender.
Fearing Qiu Zheyan might dig deeper, Zhuang Hanxue suddenly became clever and changed the subject. “If you’re worried, I can delete her WeChat.”
He took out his phone, scrolled through his contacts, showing Qiu Zheyan as he deleted Jiang Ruoyun right in front of him.
Qiu Zheyan felt better but snorted, “You can always add her back, can’t you?”
Zhuang Hanxue sighed. “Isn’t this going too far? I’ve already deleted her. Xiao Yun has strong self-esteem; she definitely won’t add me back.”
Qiu Zheyan: “Who knows? …Don’t change the subject. You had other ex-girlfriends more beautiful than Jiang Ruoyun?”
Zhuang Hanxue said, “I told you, I looked pretty good when I was young. Didn’t I go to a good university? The people I knew were all well-off. For some reason, I just attracted rich women…”
Qiu Zheyan said, “Show me. You must still have them as friends, like Jiang Ruoyun, right?”
Zhuang Hanxue hesitated, then said, “I never actively deleted them. They all deleted me. They dumped me too. Sigh, I used to get dumped a lot.”
Qiu Zheyan deliberately said, “Of course, they had to dump you if you wouldn’t marry them. They couldn’t waste time on you forever. They all deleted you? Or should I check myself?”
Zhuang Hanxue dejectedly replied, “There are… still a few…”
Zhuang Hanxue pulled up the profiles of ex-girlfriends who hadn’t blocked him and remained amicably on his friends list. He opened their moments for Qiu Zheyan to see. After surveying them, Qiu Zheyan realized Zhuang Hanxue might not have been lying.
They all looked like wealthy young ladies.
But truthfully, none were as beautiful as Jiang Ruoyun.
Qiu Zheyan frowned, “Jiang Ruoyun is still prettier. She’s a celebrity.”
Zhuang Hanxue said, “Jiang Ruoyun in her twenties was just average, not exceptionally beautiful. She was quite naive then. I guess fame has enhanced her looks; she’s getting more beautiful now…”
Seeing his shameless expression, Qiu Zheyan wanted to rough him up.
“You have many rich ex-girlfriends. Did you want them to be your sugar mamas?”
Zhuang Hanxue blushed, “I didn’t.”
Qiu Zheyan insisted, “You did.”
Zhuang Hanxue replied honestly and logically, “Really, I didn’t. Being with women can lead to children. I don’t want kids. It’s better being with you; we won’t have any accidents.”
“Fuck,” Qiu Zheyan fumed, pinning him down. “Am I just a human sex toy to you? You chose to be with me because you won’t get pregnant?”
“If only there was a drug to make men pregnant.”
“I’d definitely buy it and make you take it. I’d fuck you until you’re pregnant, make you bear my child. See how you’d run then.”
Unashamed, Zhuang Hanxue wrapped his arms around Qiu Zheyan’s neck, his smiling eyes like crescent moons, “Sure, I’ll give birth. But whose surname would the baby take, yours or mine?”
Qiu Zheyan felt he’d failed at teasing again.
He had to regain the upper hand.
…
… …
Zhuang Hanxue complained to Little Master Jiujiu: [Xiao Qiu is so domineering. I just had a meal with him and my ex-girlfriend, and he’s been jealous for days. My waist is about to break.]
Little Master: [Why are you discussing relationship issues with an elementary school student? Isn’t jealousy normal? My dads often get jealous of each other too. Once, when a guy at my big dad’s company pursued him, my little dad was furious and jealous for days. I really don’t understand adult relationships. Usually, I think my little dad is very mature, but when he gets jealous, he’s so childish and silly.]
He agreed: [It is childish! Little Master, aren’t you in sixth grade? Haven’t you had a puppy love yet?]
Little Master: [I don’t have time for puppy love; I’m still in love with Go. If you think he’s childish and uncomfortable to be with, then break up with him. I think that person is really bad, lying about just wanting you as a companion when he actually wanted to seduce you. I don’t think he has good character. Don’t just settle for this because you don’t want to work.]
Him: [Sigh, I really don’t want to go back to work _(:з」∠)_]
Little Master: [You’re so lacking in ambition. Even I have to work. I’ve been earning money from commercials since I was one year old. I also record TV shows, participate in Go competitions, and young inventors’ contests to make money.]
Him: [People are different. You can’t stay idle, but I’m just this unambitious. I’ve been unambitious for over thirty years now. I can’t change.]
Little Master: [You’re really hopeless. Even if you don’t go to work, you should find a way to earn some money.]
After playing games today.
Little Master admonished him again: [You say you don’t have money to move out. If you still don’t have money by then, I’ll lend you some.]
Him: [Thank you, Little Master. *bowing.gif*]
Little Master: [What can I do? You’re my disciple, so I have to look after you.]
Qiu Zheyan didn’t turn on the lights.
The dim blue glow of the screen illuminated his face in the darkness, making him look somewhat terrifying.
The messages Qiu Zheyan saw were: [Think it over before the Lantern Festival. If you really need to borrow money from me to move out.]
[Don’t get deceived again. How many times have I told you? You never learn.]
[Whenever I’m not around, you get tricked.]
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