Zong Yuan’s remark was just a spontaneous comment, merely a jest. However, Zhuang Feiyu’s response was quite direct; he immediately turned cold and walked away. With his long strides through the corridor, his silhouette, if dressed, would have exuded a casual and elegant demeanor.
Zong Yuan was quite the joker, “Mr. Zhuang, shall I take a break?”
Zhuang Feiyu didn’t pause, walking even faster.
“Upset,” Zong Yuan muttered to himself as he closed the door, a subtle smile playing on the corner of his eye, “What a temper.”
He picked up the glass of wine from the bedside table, the same one taken from Zhuang Feiyu’s room. Slowly sipping from the edge of the glass, he lightly kissed it all around.
According to 0046, this world was his reward.
A reward for his undefeated streak. When he first arrived in this world, the tasks assigned by 0046 were simple, like “treat the patient in front of you.” He had completed them long ago, and now he found himself in a state of leisure. His attention could be fully devoted to those around him, all in the pursuit of finding his wife.
Even though this world felt a bit strange, things were going smoothly so far.
He slept well that night, and as usual, Zong Yuan rose early to begin his workout. When he returned to the villa, two housekeeping aunties were already tidying up on the first floor.
Still a bit groggy, Guan Haoyu came downstairs and flopped onto the sofa, “Morning.”
By the time the meals were almost ready, it was just the two of them. Zong Yuan looked up at the second floor, “What time does Mr. Zhuang usually wake up?”
“Oh, Zhuang-ge,” Guan Haoyu sighed deeply, “His schedule is pretty regular. As long as he gets a proper night’s rest, he’d be down early. But if he stays up late… he’ll be in a terrible mood when he wakes up!”
Guan Haoyu shivered and whispered to Zong Yuan, “He’s like a big devil. If he’s in a bad mood, everyone better watch out.”
With a determined look, Zong Yuan stood up and headed towards the stairs, “I’ll go wake him up. As a doctor, I can’t stand irregular meal times.”
Before Guan Haoyu could stop him, Zong Yuan had already climbed the stairs with quick, light steps.
Zong Yuan knocked on Zhuang Feiyu’s door, “Mr. Zhuang?”
There was no response from inside. Zong Yuan, holding the doorknob, boldly opened the door.
This isn’t good, Mr. Zhuang. Don’t you close your door even when you sleep?
The color of Zhuang Feiyu’s bed was entirely black. He was still in deep sleep, with his hands placed neatly by his side, and the blanket perfectly covering his rigid body. His sleeping position was quite distinctive.
Judging by the look of it, he wasn’t wearing pajamas, at least not on the upper half of his body.
Zong Yuan stood by his bedside and cleared his throat, “Mr. Zhuang?”
Zhuang Feiyu furrowed his brow, and with a swift motion, he threw a pillow in Zong Yuan’s direction.
Zong Yuan effortlessly caught the pillow. He was about to call out again when something fell from the pillow to the floor.
He looked down and saw a pair of black underwear, matching the color of the pillow. The fabric looked good, with no visible logo—custom-made and undoubtedly snug.
…
Zong Yuan squatted down, unsure whether to pick it up or not. He extended his finger, hooked the edge of the underwear, and was about to place it back on the bed along with the pillow when Zhuang Feiyu slowly opened his eyes.
Zhuang Feiyu, with a hazy gaze, looked at the underwear hanging in the air. Following the underwear, his eyes reached a pair of hands and then moved upward to the face of the upright Zong Yuan.
Zong Yuan seized the initiative, “Mr. Zhuang, how could you do such a thing?”
Zhuang Feiyu’s mind was still foggy, “What?”
Zong Yuan innocently squinted his eyes and, with a playful smile, swung the underwear in his hands, “I just wanted to wake you up, but you ended up throwing this thing at me.”
Zhuang Feiyu had a vague sense of familiarity with this thing before, but now…
Zhuang Feiyu: Shocked!!!
He knew about his morning temper, throwing things around, but underwear?!
His face was about to lose all its dignity!
Zong Yuan looked at him as his complexion changed from red to blue, “Mr. Zhuang, when you put it on your bed, it’s clean, right?”
Zhuang Feiyu’s veins bulged on his forehead, emphasizing each word, “Of course, it’s clean!”
Zong Yuan nodded. Under Zhuang Feiyu’s gaze, he slowly lowered his hand. As he was about to place it back on the bed, he paused, suddenly enlightened, and said, “Since the underwear is on your bedside, Mr. Zhuang, are you sleeping naked right now, hmm?”
Zhuang Feiyu sat up in anger, staring at him, “Naked my ass!”
What about the manners as a host?
Furious, his handsome face flushed with anger. The smooth blanket slid off him, revealing the fair and delicate upper body, along with two bold red spots, shamelessly exposed in the air. The undulating movements of the owner’s chest accompanied this exposure.
Zong Yuan smiled, his gaze having a tangible presence. Zhuang Feiyu felt a chilly sensation on his upper body and instinctively pulled the blanket back.
He reached out, “Give it to me.”
Zong Yuan didn’t tease him too harshly. Watching him take the underwear and hurriedly tuck it under the blanket, Zong Yuan considerately left the room for him to tidy up.
Zong Yuan stood in the corridor for a while before heading downstairs.
Zhuang Feiyu had a well-shaped buttock.
…fits well, wearing a thong.
It would definitely be sexy.
Zhuang Feiyu hesitated until half an hour later before coming downstairs. He ignored Zong Yuan across from him, quickly finished his meal, grabbed his car keys, and headed out. Zong Yuan asked, “Wait, Mr. Zhuang, are you going to work?”
Zhuang Feiyu coldly nodded.
Zong Yuan asked Guan Haoyu to follow, “Patients also need more exercise. How about Mr. Guan follows Mr. Zhuang? I’ll join as well.” He adjusted his cuff subtly and said discreetly, “It happens that I’m going that way too.”
Zhuang Feiyu looked at him with skepticism. This man didn’t seem like a good doctor. However, he thought it might be good to keep an eye on him. So, he nodded faintly, “Follow along.”
Guan Haoyu, without saying anything, faced the unexpected disaster.
Zhuang Feiyu drove with the demeanor of an old scholar. The speed was always controlled at a safe and steady pace, never accelerating even when there were a few seconds left for a green light. It was enough to make impatient people sitting in his car anxious.
Zong Yuan sat in the passenger seat, looking unfazed.
Whenever his wife knows how to drive, there’s basically no such thing as the slowest—only slower.
Guan Haoyu played games in the back seat, and Zong Yuan asked, “Mr. Zhuang, do you have any days off in a week?”
Zhuang Feiyu’s expression grew colder. “Dr. Zong, let me remind you, men in my age group are not old men.”
“Men at thirty are in their prime,” Zong Yuan half-jokingly said, “Mr. Zhuang is still blossoming.”
Quite thorny, but a good flower.
“What? What flower?” Guan Haoyu asked, “What flower?”
Zhuang Feiyu’s eye twitched, pretending not to hear.
By now, they had passed the peak hours for work, and they arrived relatively quickly. The elevator was empty, and the receptionist at the front desk had been watching the three of them enter the elevator. She promptly posted an important message in the company group, “Ah! The boss today is still so handsome! More importantly, the boss brought two equally handsome guys!!!”
Zhuang Feiyu’s secretary saw this message, and the next second, the elevator rang. She enthusiastically pushed open the glass door of the CEO’s office, “Good morning, boss.”
Guan Haoyu limped towards the sofa, with Zong Yuan following behind, “Mr. Zhuang, I’m quite bored. Do you have a spare tablet I can borrow?”
Zhuang Feiyu took one from the drawer and handed it over to the secretary standing at the desk, casually asking, “What do you want it for?”
Zong Yuan replied, “Watching horror movies is more enjoyable on a big screen.”
Zhuang Feiyu said, “Hehe.”
The secretary had already handed the tablet to Zong Yuan when she saw her usually rational and calm boss swiftly walk over and grab half of the tablet in front of Zong Yuan, saying, “Give it back to me.”
Secretary: ???
Zong Yuan, in distress, said, “Do you also want to watch? We can watch together.”
Guan Haoyu swore! He had never seen Zhuang Feiyu’s face look so terrible before! Terrifying!
He cautiously shifted his butt to the side, and Zong Yuan gave him an appreciative look, patting the seat beside him. He said to Zhuang Feiyu, “Sit, don’t be polite.”
Zhuang Feiyu wished he could smash the tablet in his hand onto Zong Yuan’s irritating face. He increased his grip on the tablet, trying to silently reclaim it.
But why wouldn’t it budge?!
To create a misleading illusion for Zhuang Feiyu, Zong Yuan deliberately loosened his grip on the tablet a bit. When Zhuang Feiyu thought he was about to reclaim the tablet and showed a faint smile, Zong Yuan suddenly exerted force.
Guan Haoyu, “!!!”
Female secretary, “!!!”
What the heck!!!
Zhuang Feiyu, unstable in his lower body, fell hard onto Zong Yuan. This position felt strangely familiar. Ignoring the unexpectedly faster heartbeat, Zhuang Feiyu maintained a calm expression and tried to get up from Zong Yuan.
Unexpectedly!
Zong Yuan reached out, holding Zhuang Feiyu’s waist, and pulled him firmly downward. In front of the stunned eyes of Guan Haoyu and the secretary, Zong Yuan, with a face full of indulgence, whispered in Zhuang Feiyu’s ear, “Be good, stop messing around. Should I tell others that you’re afraid of ghosts?”
He lowered his voice in the last sentence, causing Guan Haoyu and the secretary to completely miss it. Their attention was completely diverted by the first two sentences. Be good? Stop messing around? What’s going on?!
What the heck! Who’s going to explain this?!
Guan Haoyu turned to look at the secretary, and she, with a broken heart, covered her bright red face. Her eyes, unblinking, were fixed on her boss and Zong Yuan. Taking advantage of the fact that Zhuang Feiyu had his back turned, she discreetly took out her phone and snapped a picture.
Zhuang Feiyu’s anger from being pulled down by Zong Yuan in the previous second hadn’t been expressed yet, and in the next second, it was about to explode. He only heard the part about being afraid of ghosts, and he said with a sinister tone, “Dr. Zong, what do you mean I’m afraid of?”
Ah ah ah!!!
There’s definitely something going on! The boss didn’t expect this from this gentleman!
The boss is definitely shy! Absolutely!
Zong Yuan sighed helplessly, vaguely saying, “Can we drop it? I’m afraid, alright?”
Zhuang Feiyu, a veteran in the business world, sneered, easily detecting Zong Yuan’s insincere words, “Afraid of what?”
Zong Yuan spoke softly, like a whisper, “**, I’m afraid of you.”
Anyone listening could hear the affection in his words, not “afraid of you” but “missing you,” “thinking of you,” and “loving you.”
Suddenly, Zhuang Feiyu’s eyes reddened, and an overwhelming joy surged up uncontrollably. He awkwardly turned his head, using the most harsh tone to disguise the nasal tone, “Shut up.”
