Considering Zhuang Feiyu’s driving speed, even though they were the first batch of cars to leave, they ended up being the last to reach their destination.
Tables were set up in the hall, and the three of them naturally went to a private room. Guan Haoyu followed them excitedly, but before he could even sit down, he was pulled away by someone.
The person who pulled him away wore an expression of resentment, “Can’t you read the situation? If others are in love, you should know not to play the third wheel!”
In the private room with a large round table, all the seats were occupied by high-ranking individuals. Zhuang Feiyu naturally took the main seat, and the group of people left only one seat next to him, leaving Guan Haoyu bewildered as he was dragged to a corner.
Zong Yuan naturally sat beside Zhuang Feiyu. Zhuang Feiyu gave him a deadpan look but said nothing, gesturing for him to sit inward to give him some space.
Everyone at the table was sociable and knew how to have fun. They were aware that Zhuang Feiyu didn’t like to drink, so they all focused on Zong Yuan, passing one drink after another, aiming to get him intoxicated.
Zong Yuan accepted all the drinks gracefully, appearing to be in a good mood. He reciprocated each toast, and after a round, he showed no signs of being affected by the alcohol.
Zhuang Feiyu’s thin lips tightened more and more.
When a department manager decided to approach with a drink in hand to join the fun, he suddenly felt a chill. He turned to look, horrified, ‘Damn! Why does the boss look like he wants to stew me alive!’
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Zhuang Feiyu withdrew his intimidating gaze, raised his hand to grasp Zong Yuan’s wrist, and coldly said, “Stop drinking.”
Zong Yuan smoothly put down the cup, “As you wish.”
He reached back to hold Zhuang Feiyu’s hand. Zhuang Feiyu made a token resistance, then stopped struggling, revealing a rare smile with a hint of a spring breeze.
Those who accidentally witnessed this scene wished they could poke their own eyes out!
Love can turn a perverted boss into this?!
Damn!
The hand that Zong Yuan and Zhuang Feiyu shook had a thin layer of sweat. Zong Yuan suddenly let go and stood up, “I’m going to the restroom.”
Zhuang Feiyu looked at his empty hand in silence for a few seconds. Suddenly, there was a sense of emptiness in his heart. He spoke in a low voice as he walked out, “I’ll be outside.”
As Zong Yuan zipped up his pants, a guy in a waiter’s uniform beside him whistled playfully, “Hey handsome, want to make a new friend?”
Zong Yuan washed his hands, “Sorry, sir. I’m not interested in you.”
“Don’t be like that,” the man next to him chuckled, “Can we at least exchange phone numbers?”
This man had a decent appearance, and he had just seen this handsome guy in the corridor going to the restroom. Seeing him up close, he felt that he matched his taste. “Hey handsome, are you alone?”
Zhuang Feiyu had just arrived at the entrance of the restroom and heard this sentence. A surging anger ignited within him. He sneered, “Who said he’s alone?”
He strode in, grabbed Zong Yuan, and pulled him back, his eyes hiding a combination of an iceberg and fury. “Get lost.”
The intimidating rage was frightening. The waiter was scared and lowered his head as he left.
Zhuang Feiyu forcefully closed the door and turned the lock. He then turned to Zong Yuan, his eyes filled with icy anger. “Zong Yuan, everywhere you go, people like you. Are you happy about that?”
This tone!
Zong Yuan, stared at by Zhuang Feiyu’s eyes, answered with a question, “What did you intend by closing the door?”
Zhuang Feiyu shook off his hand, laughing mockingly in extreme anger, “Changing the subject?”
“…,” Zong Yuan approached and hugged him. Zhuang Feiyu ruthlessly hit him with an elbow behind him, “A playboy shouldn’t think about hugging me!”
Thinking that Zong Yuan would dodge, Zhuang Feiyu delivered a ruthless blow. Unexpectedly, it hit Zong Yuan solidly, and Zhuang Feiyu could even hear Zong Yuan’s muffled groan.
In a panic, Zhuang Feiyu turned around, hands unsure, not knowing where he had hit, “Are you okay?”
“It hurts, it hurts so much,” Zong Yuan, wearing a pained expression, leaned on Zhuang Feiyu, “Darling, are you trying to murder your husband?”
“Nonsense!” Zhuang Feiyu’s face showed a fleeting expression of confusion. Trying to maintain composure, he propped Zong Yuan’s arm on his shoulder, “Don’t speak, I’ll take you to the hospital!”
Zong Yuan’s footing was as stable as a rock, his breath getting weaker, and his voice lower, “Darling, Ah-Yu, do you dislike me?”
The tone of grievance almost made Zhuang Feiyu’s eyes turn red. Completely unprepared for the severity of his blow, Zhuang Feiyu, holding Zong Yuan, struggled to suppress the overwhelming sense of sourness, “I like you, really like you, I don’t dislike you, you’ll be fine.”
Messy and incoherent.
Despite the pleasure in his heart, Zong Yuan felt a bit guilty. He didn’t expect his competent and capable lover to easily believe in his poor acting. Patting Zhuang Feiyu’s hair gently, he said softly, “Ah-Yu, I’m fine.”
Zhuang Feiyu was stunned, looking up at him blankly, “You’re okay?”
Zong Yuan exaggeratedly exclaimed, “Yes, seeing Ah-Yu so sad, suddenly I can’t feel any pain in my body.”
Zhuang Feiyu pursed his lips, both hands grabbing the hem of Zong Yuan’s shirt, and insisted, “Let me see where I hit you.”
Zong Yuan led his hand to lift his own shirt, revealing firm and bare skin inch by inch. With Zhuang Feiyu’s hand on his abdomen, Zong Yuan reassured him, “Ah-Yu, I’m fine.”
From this angle, nothing was visible, everything was concealed by the tightly wrapped clothes. Zhuang Feiyu wondered if Zong Yuan was trying to hide the severity of the injury to avoid making him feel guilty.
The more he thought about it, the more he believed this might be the case. Determined, he pushed Zong Yuan onto the washstand, walked in front of him, and crouched down. With both hands, he pushed up Zong Yuan’s clothes, afraid of missing any bruises.
This posture was overly intimate.
Zhuang Feiyu’s head was close to Zong Yuan’s lower abdomen. He couldn’t see anything on this piece of skin, furrowing his brows as he looked up, “Is it here?”
Without waiting for Zong Yuan’s answer, he probed with his hands, moving left and right on the clothes. Suddenly, Zong Yuan let out a muffled groan, “Don’t move.”
Thinking he had found the injury, Zhuang Feiyu was about to reprimand Zong Yuan for his dishonesty when he felt something poking his chin. What… what was it?
Zhuang Feiyu had some thoughts in his mind. Slowly lowering his head, his face instantly turned red.
Zhuang Feiyu stood up abruptly, trying to maintain composure, “Since you’re fine, then go outside.”
Zong Yuan pointed to his uncooperative ‘big brother,’ “Do you want me to go out like this?”
“Well, what can we do…” Zhuang Feiyu spoke extremely quickly, “Anyway, I won’t help you.”
Damn, the love of his life in this world is actually so straightforward?
Zong Yuan’s mood was complicated, feeling both disappointed and relieved. He washed his face with cold water, “It’s okay, I’ll be fine in a while.”
Then Zhuang Feiyu stood there watching him. Zong Yuan attempted to divert his attention by chatting with him. When they were talking about this and that, Zhuang Feiyu suddenly said, “It hasn’t gone down yet…”
It’s almost there, darling.
… Huh? Are you paying attention to it?
Zhuang Feiyu turned his face, looking handsome and reliable from the side. He asked, “Do you need my help?”
“…” Zong Yuan cautiously replied, “If you’re willing, of course.”
Zhuang Feiyu walked over with a stern face, muttering as he approached, “I’m just worried that staying out too long will lead to misunderstandings.”
Definitely, absolutely not because he wanted to!
Zhuang Feiyu maintained his image. He extended a cold hand, saying, “Is one hand enough?”
Zong Yuan pulled him into an embrace, kissed his forehead, and then moved to his eyebrows, eyes, and nose bridge, “What do you think, darling?”
Without hesitation, he kissed the lips he had been longing for.
The secretary had just eaten half a meal when her phone started buzzing. Zhuang Feiyu sent her a message: “After eating, take them to sing. I’ll reimburse you when you come back. Zong Yuan and I will leave first.”
They leave first? Weren’t they both in the restroom? Could it be…
I really, really want to know what happened…
At this moment, Zhuang Feiyu was sitting obediently in the front passenger seat. Zong Yuan accelerated the car like a racing car. Zhuang Feiyu frowned, “Drive slower.”
Zong Yuan gritted his teeth, “Darling, as long as you let go of your hand, I won’t be in such a hurry.”
Zhuang Feiyu fell silent. He touched the little ‘Yuan Yuan’ in his hand and looked at Zong Yuan contentedly, enjoying the sight of Zong Yuan being anxious.
As for what was about to happen… He was quite old, and young people would surely let him stay in a comfortable position, right?
He just checked. Rest assured, he would play the role of a “husband” well.
Anticipation, anticipation.
…
Guan Haoyu, drunk and swaying, grabbed someone, “Take me home, hiccup.”
Shivering, the trembling intern said, “Sure, Mr. Guan, um, where is your home?”
The passing secretary casually suggested, “Take him to your place for the night; he has nowhere to stay tonight.”
“Uh, okay, sure…”
Secretary: Hidden talents.
The next morning, the doorbell at the villa rang incessantly. Guan Haoyu pitifully shouted outside the door, “Zhuang-ge!!! Zhuang—ge!”
So pitiful QAQ.
Zhuang Feiyu lay on the bed and nudged Zong Yuan, his voice hoarse and still carrying the lingering taste of passion, “Go and open the door…”
Zong Yuan got out of bed, “Damn, who comes so early in the morning?”
They had both slept around five in the morning, with Zong Yuan planning to sleep even later. He had to change the sheets and covers, and cuddle with Zhuang Feiyu… cough, he had only slept for a little over an hour.
When the door was opened, Guan Haoyu had an accusing expression, “Zhuang-ge! You don’t cherish me anymore! Uh, Dr. Zong?”
Zong Yuan opened the door and walked towards the room, not forgetting to retort to Guan Haoyu, “Has Feiyu cherished you?”
“Don’t think you can blame me just because you’re handsome! Ah ah ah! Wait, you, you’ve entered the wrong bedroom; that’s Zhuang-ge’s room!”
Zong Yuan opened Zhuang Feiyu’s room door, and before Guan Haoyu could peek inside, he slammed the door shut with a loud bang.
The storm created by the slamming door revealed quite a lot, a fragrance that any man would surely recognize… Damn it!!! Guan Haoyu’s face turned red from his own vivid imagination.
My brain is going to explode!
He took out his phone, tapping out a circle of friends post in a fluster: Shocked! Big brother at 35 actually broke in with a man last night! What should I do, urgently waiting online!
As he was still blushing and processing this information, his phone vibrated.
Underneath the post, there was a solitary comment.
Uncle Zhuang: Heh, I know.
ORZ.
Zhuang-ge, I’m sorry for you guys TAT.
Author’s Note:
Hahaha, the parents are coming! Besides, an honest uke won’t exist, won’t exist, won’t exist…
This chapter is a pure and innocent one! Nothing happened in this chapter!
The end of this world is approaching~
