Chapter 8: 8

The rhythmic music in the bar was right at its highest point, and the pitch gradually rose, as though vying to reach the heavens. The thumping of drums turned louder and louder, the leaves of the plants beside the sink shaking slightly.

 

Yan Xiao stood motionlessly and silently on the spot.

 

When saying no, Ye Fei had a frivolous and careless tone, as if Yan Xiao was an insignificant pebble on the side of the road. It couldn’t compare to the flowers and plants he liked, and it didn’t matter whether he ignored or kicked it away.

 

A kind of thread-like pain emerged in his heart, dense and pervasive. Yan Xiao put a hand in his pocket, took out a small red book and opened it; the photo in its upper right corner showed Ye Fei in a white shirt smiling happily beside him.

 

The outline of the steel stamp along with the incomparable marriage certificate, like the most impeccable evidence in the world, brought Yan Xiao confidence and comfort once more.

 

He gazed at it until he heard the sound of a cubicle’s lock being turned, and put it back.

 

“I won’t be drinking for a while,” Ye Fei pressed the lock and opened the door, “I feel a little dizzy, I have to get up early tomorrow…”

 

His voice stopped abruptly.

Ye Fei almost believed he was drunk and hallucinating, otherwise how could he see Yan Xiao here? He even childishly rubbed his eyes. After a while, he asked in amazement, “Why are you here?”

 

Yan Xiao’s presence at the bar was no less shocking to him than seeing aliens visiting Earth.

 

In his mind, if he ever invited Yan Xiao to drink, the man would merely look at him expressionlessly, then ask in confusion and puzzlement, “Is your self-worth reflected in the amount of alcohol you drink?”

 

Yan Xiao looked directly into his eyes and calmly said, “I’m here to find you.”

 

Ye Fei put a hand beneath the automatic tap and said while washing his hands, “How did you know I was here?”

 

Yan Xiao quickly replied, “Ye Yao told me.”

 

Ye Fei had no need to think it through to understand that Ye Yao held no good intentions. It just disappointed him to know that his relationship with Yan Xiao was not what he thought it was. He hummed, it seemed his brother had suffered too few beatings.

 

He shook off the water droplets on his hand and tapped at the gallery on his mobile phone.

The angle of his shot that day was very good. Not only did he capture Ye Yao’s distorted expression after being beaten up, but the glass shards surrounding him were also very clear in the picture. 

 

However, that wasn’t the most important thing. The beauty of this picture was that as long as one knew Ye Yao, they could recognise his sorry figure at a single glance. For this kind of little idiot, he would punish one by one. Wasn’t he fond of saving face? Today, Ye Fei wanted him to have no face at all.

 

Ye Fei scrolled through his WeChat contact list, found a supplier he’d previously worked with, and sent the photo: “Use this photo to print 300 sets of T-shirts for me.”

 

Ye Yao was an arrogant person, and his eyes only ever looked up. He’d always been dismissive of these suppliers, and had never had any contact with them, so the suppliers didn’t know him at all.

 

After seeing what Ye Fei had sent, the supplier was first happy, then immediately replied—

 

【Honourable 1 Wenyin: Received, will arrange it immediately.】

 

Suppliers were naturally clever. Generally speaking, if the company needed it, there would be someone in charge of selling to contact them. Now that Ye Fei personally requested something, and didn’t say anything about the contract, the supplier already knew what to do.

 

【Honourable Wenyin: Charges on your 2 private account? 】

 

【Brother Fei: En. 】

 

【Honourable Wenyin: OK, no problem, I will let you know when all is printed. 】

 

Ye Fei put down his phone and saw Yan Xiao standing like a door god next to him, and his heart moved, he couldn’t help but want to tease him: “Why were you looking for me, you missed me?”

 

Yan Xiao didn’t answer, only looking straight at him.

 

Ye Fei pulled out a cigarette, and felt around in his pockets for half a day yet couldn’t find a lighter. Cursing, he told Yan Xiao, “Mr. Yan, lend me a lighter.”

 

Yan Xiao was momentarily stunned, and didn’t move.

 

Just when Ye Fei wanted to ask again, Yan Xiao suddenly turned to Gu Ruijia, who was watching the fun: “I’ve seen you smoking.”

Gu Ruijia straightened his back in an instant, looking like a student who was suddenly carried to the stage by the dean during a class, and stammered, “Yes, yes.”

 

 What was going on? Why did the boss suddenly cue him?

 

Could it be that there was actually a deeper meaning behind these simple words?

 

What to do? He was an idiot3! He couldn’t guess!

 

Yan Xiao extended a hand and politely said, “Please lend me your cigarettes and lighter.”

 

“Oh, oh, okay.” Although Gu Ruijia was unsure, he still gave the things to Yan Xiao as fast as he could.

 

Ye Fei stepped forward to get the lighter. Unexpectedly, Yan Xiao slightly moved to the side to avoid him.

 

…Was he deliberately being jealous of him?

 

Yan Xiao didn’t know what he was thinking, so he lit the cigarette and took a puff on it.

 

“You—” Ye Fei raised his eyebrows, about to get angry when Yan Xiao suddenly reached out and raised his chin.

 

Yan Xiao was tall and his hands were bigger than Ye Fei’s, but his hold on the latter’s chin was very gentle, which was just enough for the other to bear without feeling pain.

 

Ye Fei was the best at mouthing off, and a bronze in action.

 

Yet being hit by Yan Xiao’s sudden ambiguity turned his mind blank, and he couldn’t utter a word. He could only watch as the overly handsome face got closer and closer to him—

 

Gu Ruijia was even more stupefied. Hello? Did anyone remember that he was still there?

 

If you two want it, could you not go home and continue there? Was the spacious 2m bed uncomfortable, or was the 400-square-metre house not wide enough to roll on? Why did they have to do this in front of a single dog like him?

 

Gu Ruijia only felt like a bright light bulb, emitting a scorching light within the bathroom.

 

He contemptuously looked at the already lost in thought Ye Fei. Was this his fucking so called “no feelings”? This was too much feeling!

 

Divorce my ass! What a fool!

 

Gu Ruijia didn’t even dare to wash his hands, he held his breath and inched one step at a time towards the exit, even the corners of his clothes had “run away! run away!” written on them.

 

In the bathroom, Yan Xiao approached Ye Fei and lit his cigarette with his burning one.

 

His movements were clumsy, but he was very serious and a little bit like a painting, igniting the cigarette step by step, patient and persistent.

 

Ye Fei raised his eyes.

 

Yan Xiao’s lips were very thin, the kind that would be mercilessly devoured. The lip shape was very beautiful, the lip lines clear, and the lips themselves soft, looking very kissable.

 

At the bar tonight, many people came to chat with Ye Fei.

 

They’d taken the initiative without hesitation, and had more or less confidence in their appearance. Indeed, it was more than enough for those who approached him to be called handsome and beautiful.

 

But it depended on who you compared them with.

 

Before Yan Xiao, these people totally seemed unsightly.

However, what was the use of being good-looking? Yan Xiao was someone who didn’t want a sex life, and the only function of his loins was to probably drain water.

 

Ye Fei secretly sighed and pushed Yan Xiao away.

 

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“Tsk,” Ye Fei let out a puff of smoke and looked Yan Xiao up and down with a playful look in his eyes, “Is Mr. Yan seducing me?”

 

“I wasn’t.” Yan Xiao doubtfully looked at Ye Fei, as if he didn’t understand why he’d said that. He felt that seduction was a bad word, so he racked his brains and explained, “You asked me to lend you a lighter. I don’t have one, so I asked Gu Ruijia to lend me it. Gu Ruijia gave it to me, I lit mine first, then I lit yours for you. There was no seducing.”

 

Ye Fei flicked away the cigarette ash, a smile in his eyes. “Then why didn’t you just use the lighter to help me?”

 

“That was exactly how you lit my cigarette that day—” Yan Xiao said, and suddenly discovered the key point. “Were you seducing me?4“

 

Ye Fei, who suddenly had the situation reversed by the first army: “…”

 

He wanted to wave away the matter, but Yan Xiao was blind and insisted, “You were, Ye Fei?”

 

Just a second ago Yan Xiao hated the word seduction, but now he really liked it. Of course, not to say he was a fickle person in the first place.

 

The world was always in continuous development, and the previous Yan Xiao was not the current Yan Xiao.

 

“Seduced you, my ass!” Ye Fei angrily opened the door. “Didn’t you want to go home? Are you coming?”

 

Seeing that Yan Xiao still didn’t move, he raised his eyes. “What, are you going to talk about divorce in the toilet?”

 

“You’re drunk,” Yan Xiao walked to his side and brought up the divorce without resisting like he had yesterday. “What you say now doesn’t count.”

 

“Really?” Ye Fei asked like a hooligan. “Why do you judge me to be drunk? I even said that I didn’t drink.”

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Yan Xiao seemed to have expected Ye Fei’s words, and a smile flashed in his eyes, feeling both slightly pleased with himself and a little proud. “I bought a portable alcohol tester.”

 

Ye Fei: “…”

 

Ye Fei: “???” Yan Xiao, as expected of you!

 

Ye Fei didn’t feel in the mood to continue playing after being caught by Yan Xiao. In addition to persuading Gu Ruijia not to invest, he’d come to the bar for the purpose of finding a man to do unmentionable things below the neck.

 

However, after looking for one all night, he didn’t come across even one that was pleasing to the eye. Coupled with drinking and dizziness, it was better to go home and sleep.

 

It was just past eleven o’clock, precisely when the bar was at its fullest. Yan Xiao and Ye Fei’s faces were big shots on their own, and when they stood together, the lethality was multiplied and superimposed, attracting people’s attention like magnets.

 

There was even a courageous one, who deliberately bumped into them.

 

Yan Xiao’s face was cold and expressionless, and he looked very difficult to mess with. On the other hand, Ye Fei had a smile on his lips, his manners were elegant, and he was a little careless in his gestures, just like a regular visitor.

 

How could this kind of heavenly dish that was rarely seen in a hundred years be easily let go?

 

If it wasn’t for Ye Fei’s quick dodge, there was no telling how much harassment he would have been subjected to.

 

After another man pretended to inadvertently lean against him, Yan Xiao stepped forward and shielded Ye Fei behind him.

The crowd of people in the bar parted a small gap. Ye Fei unhurriedly followed Yan Xiao one step at a time and walked outside, and no longer bothered to deal with the harassment that followed.

 

The two of them were seated and the car slowly started.

 

Surrounded by a familiar and peaceful atmosphere, Ye Fei was a little sleepy, and idly chatted with Yan Xiao. Opening his eyes with difficulty, he pointed to the little extra in the back seat that looked like a mobile phone, and asked, “What’s that?”

 

Yan Xiao was a person with a serious obsessive-compulsive disorder.

 

Ye Fei reached out and fiddled with it, these extra gadgets really didn’t look like the other’s style.

 

“Portable alcohol tester,” Yan Xiao said.

 

Ye Fei: “…”

 

Ye Fei felt both a bit amused and helpless. He couldn’t understand why Yan Xiao was so persistent about not getting a divorce. After more than half a year of marriage, they didn’t actually have much interaction in life. Divorce and finding someone else wouldn’t disturb him in the least.

 

But… a flash of divine light flitted by Ye Fei’s mind. Maybe Yan Xiao just wanted to maintain this current status?

 

All the things he didn’t understand instantly melded together. Ye Fei remembered how his unintentional teasing had made Yan Xiao very unhappy in the salon that day, and he suddenly found a way to get himself quickly divorced.

 

What Yan Xiao needed was a partner who abided by the rules and never went overboard, so he’d do the opposite!

 

Ye Fei became happier the more he thought about it, and fell asleep without noticing, not waking up until they got to the door.

 

“Ye Fei,” Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei who was sleeping like a ball and called him.

 

 

Ye Fei had unconsciously fallen asleep.

 

“Ye Fei.” Yan Xiao hesitated for a few seconds, stretched out his hand and nudged him stiffly. “We’re home.”

 

Ye Fei hummed, but he still didn’t wake up.

 

The air-conditioning in the car was running very low. Ye Fei slept with his cheeks flushed, his beautiful eyes quietly closed, and his long and thick eyelashes drooped down, giving off a sense of innocence and naivety that Yan Xiao had never seen before.

 

Yan Xiao unblinkingly stared at him for a while before nudging him again: “Ye Fei.”

 

“Huh?” Ye Fei opened his eyes in a daze, and said blankly, “Are we there yet?”

 

Yan Xiao said “en”.

 

Ye Fei struggled to get up, his movements were too big, and he accidentally pulled the third button of his shirt open.

 

Ye Fei didn’t pay it any mind, he opened the door and was about to go out.

 

Yan Xiao stopped him, stretched out his hand and pointed to his chest. “Your button.”

 

Ye Fei cast his eyes down and smiled. “It’s alright.” He got out of the car.

 

Yan Xiao looked at Ye Fei, and then at the driver who was still sitting in the driver’s seat.

 

 

Ye Fei turned his head. “What?”

 

Yan Xiao immediately let go of him.

 

Yan Xiao didn’t speak, just reached out his hand and touched the button.

 

Well, this damned OCD. Ye Fei shrugged and stayed still, letting him fix it.

Yan Xiao lowered his eyes and pushed the button through the hole. As his fingers slid in movement, the curled knuckles seemed to inadvertently graze Ye Fei’s collarbone, lightly and cherishingly.

 

 

The author has something to say:

Ye Fei: I seduce him, tease him, then Yan Xiao can divorce me.

Yan Xiao: Is there such a good thing?

 

ootnotes

raws said chóng shàng wenyin. 

 

chong shang means: to hold up (as a model); to hold in esteem; to revere; to advocate — so prolly a cute nickname from MC lol 

wenyin bro uses formal “you” throughout the entire convo, and probably will for the entire novel considering their relationship as client and supplier  raws literally said “donkey brain” cuz theres a chinese insult among friends about “a donkey kicked you in the head” that means they’re stupid lmao  looool guys, remember chap 3? by travis translations. our dear mc indeed tried seducing him hohoho 

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