Chapter 90: CH 58.2

Zhang Huaite knew that Ouyang Zixuan was Chen Xingyu’s best friend in S City, but he never knew that Ouyang Zixuan actually had such feelings for Chen Xingyu. Obviously he is the one who grew up with Chen Xingyu, how could someone take his place?

“Zhang Huaite, even if you’re a scum, you have to have a limit. Since you don’t like Xingyu, why are you here? Xingyu’s affairs are my affairs, why can’t I care?”

Seeing Chen Xingyu stand motionlessly behind Ouyang Zixuan, without even looking at him, Zhang Huaite’s heart suddenly turned cold.

“Who are you? Is Chen Xingyu’s business your business? Oh, you’ve known him longer than me?” Zhang Huaite looked at Ouyang Zixuan contemptuously, and spat out vicious words.

“You know, the person Chen Xingyu likes is me. He won’t give you a second look. Don’t feign sentimentality here.”

“You—” Ouyang Zixuan flushed with anger at his words, his veins pulsing.

“I liked you, but that’s in the past.” Suddenly, Chen Xingyu said coldly.

Zhang Huaite was shocked. His whole body fell into an ice cellar, as he stared at him in disbelief.

Ouyang Zixuan became complacent. “Zhang Huaite, don’t you understand people speak? He said he doesn’t like you, can you get out of my way—”

Before Ouyang Zixuan could finish his words, Zhang Huaite punched him in the face.

“So… you guys started fighting, my god, nothing happened, right?”

“It’s nothing, it’s just some skin injuries.”

Thinking of being ignored by Chen Xingyu in the police station, and him helping Ouyang Zixuan wipe his wound, Zhang Huaite’s heart throbbed for a while.

He realized that his special trip to S City to see Chen Xingyu was self-humiliating. After leaving the police station, he bought the fastest ticket back, and returned to Wancheng.

With such a ghostly look on his face, it is naturally impossible to go home. The place he rented was long rented out to open the dessert shop. He had nowhere to go, and could only come to Wen Yuan.

Hearing his words, Wen Yuan’s face flashed with a multitude of emotions. Surprise, shock, regret, and so on. He looked at Zhang Huaite’s face for a while, and then tentatively asked, “Huaite, why did you want to punch Ouyang Zixuan?”

“I just can’t get used to his scummy deceptive gentleman-like appearance.”

Wen Yuan smiled and continued, “But Ouyang Zixuan is not with Chen Xingyu, so why are you so angry?”

There was a strange light in his black eyes. Zhang Huaite wanted to say something, but in the end he just took a sip of wine slowly.

Wen Yuan finally gave him a final blow. “Huaite, did you fall in love with Chen Xingyu?”

This time, Zhang Huaite didn’t deny it. His eyes were a little red. After drinking the last bit of red wine in the bottle, he collapsed on the sofa.

Wen Yuan looked at his face full of bruises, unable to beat it, so he decided to take the medicine box to help him deal with it.

As soon as he opened the medicine box and took out the cotton swab, Qi Jinran came back.

When he saw Zhang Huaite sleeping in the living room, his handsome brows wrinkled. “Why did this guy come here?”

Wen Yuan briefly told him what happened just now.

“Deserved it.” Qi Jinran snorted coldly and snatched the cotton swab from Wen Yuan’s hand.

“You go to the bath, I’ll wipe it for him.”

“Then remember to be gentle.” Wen Yuan was a little worried when he saw the man gnashing his teeth.

“Don’t worry, I’ll do it lightly.”

Qi Jinran curled the corners of his mouth coldly. When Wen Yuan went to the bedroom, he directly pressed the cotton swab dipped in medicine on Zhang Huaite’s face.

Zhang Huaite was so drunk that he cried out in pain unconsciously, and soon fell asleep again.

Wen Yuan came out of the shower and found that Zhang Huaite’s face was treated, and Qi Jinran was sitting on the sofa watching the news. Seeing him come out, he raised his eyebrows slightly. “Is this guy staying here?”

“Huaite said it’s not convenient to go home, and asked us to take him in for one night.”

“No, I don’t accept alcoholics here.”

Wen Yuan knew that Qi Jinran was angry. He leaned over, grabbed his arm, and shook it coquettishly, looking at him with moist, dark eyes.

“Let’s help Huaite. Huaite has come to his senses now. He fought today for Chen Xingyu’s sake. I think the two of them can still be saved. Don’t give up on him so soon, okay?”

“His falling to this point is his own doing.” Qi Jinran glanced at the person on the ground and made a neat evaluation.

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“He can only sleep in the guest room. I’ll let the housekeeper come in to deal with it, it’s not your business” He finally compromised.

“Okay, okay, I won’t care.” Seeing the housekeeper helping Zhang Huaite to the room, Wen Yuan felt relieved. After thinking about it, he sent Chen Xingyu a text message.

—Huaite drank a lot today at my place. I asked the housekeeper to take care of him, you don’t have to worry.

He knew that even if Chen Xingyu pretended to ignore Zhang Huaite on the surface, he still cared about him in his heart.

Sure enough, he responded quickly.

—Sorry to trouble you.

After reading the text message, Wen Yuan let out a long sigh and put the phone down. He took out his laptop and wanted to study how to make a food video. After a few minutes, Qi Jinran came out of the bathroom.

The man closes the laptop on his lap and put it aside.

“What electronics are you watching so late? Go to bed.”

“I’ll just watch a few more minutes. I want to learn how to make videos.” Wen Yuan wanted to retrieve the laptop, but Qi Jinran grabbed his arm and pressed him on the bed .

Qi Jinran’s black hair was still full of moisture, and his handsome face drew close.

Wen Yuan has been busy with his graduation thesis and the dessert shop these past few days, and the two of them haven’t been close. His heart was also a little seeing Qi Jinran’s appearance.

“What did you do wrong today? Do you know?” Qi Jinran grabbed his arm and pressed it on the bed, covering him with his body.

“I should have told you in advance, before I brought Zhang Huaite home.” Wen Yuan honestly admitted his mistake.

The man snorted coldly, his eyes darkened.

“It’s not just this, you are not allowed to drink with other men in the future.”

“I didn’t drink, I just watched Huaite drink. He’s in a bad mood. If he wants to vent, it’s okay.”

“It’s okay to watch others drink. You know that Zhang Huaite towards you—” The man paused and didn’t say anything, but his jaw was clenched.

Wen Yuan knew what he was thinking. His eyebrows curved, and he couldn’t help smoothing his hair.

“Husband, don’t be angry, Huaite may have liked me before, but the person he likes now is Chen Xingyu. You really don’t have to worry.”

Afraid that Qi Jinran would keep sulking, he took the initiative to wrap his arms around his neck, and kissed the corner of his mouth hard.

“What posture do you want to use today… I promise you everything, okay?

Qi Jinran’s throat moved, and he felt a little thirsty.

“That’s what you said.”

He put his hand on Wen Yuan’s neck, stroking the thin column and adam’s apple.

“Well, I promise to do what I say.” Wen Yuan looked at him with fiery eyes.

The tinders in Qi Jinran’s chest ignited, heat spreading to his limbs, and even his nerve endings tingled with excitement.

He tore off the buttons of Wen Yuan’s pajamas in two or three strokes and pressed him on the bed.

“Wait, your hair isn’t dry yet.”

Seeing that Wen Yuan was about to sit up, Qi Jinran pressed his head down impatiently. “Don’t worry, we’re going to sweat anyway.” 

Warm lips were pressed against him, the man’s familiar breath enveloped him. Wen Yuan kissed him back enthusiastically, his vision gradually blurred.

As expected, Qi Jinran did what he said. He didn’t even take off the prosthesis, and tossed him in many different ways overnight.

In the second half of the night, Wen Yuan was so tired that he fell asleep, groggy, his body empty, and was carried into the bathroom. Qi Jinran patiently helped him wash his body and changed into new pajamas before carrying him to the bed. As soon as Wen Yuan was put down, he subconsciously hugged his arm and didn’t let him go.

Qi Jinran reluctantly and dotingly touched his hair, followed by covering him in the quilt and hugging Wen Yuan tightly.

One more part to this chapter. It’s another looong one.

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