Xing Ye nodded and waited for a while but didn’t hear Sheng Renxing speak again. He looked up and saw Sheng Renxing frowning at his own hand, lost in thought.
“Wei Huan is your uncle? So he’s your mom’s brother?” Xing Ye asked.
“Yes,” Sheng Renxing replied, “My mom and he are biological siblings, both from Xuancheng. But I’m not very close to my uncle. He didn’t used to interact with our family much and I think it’s because Sheng Yan offended him. Anyway, my mom had a big argument with my uncle and Sheng Yan because of this.”
“But their relationship wasn’t good to begin with.”
Sheng Renxing’s hand was held by Xing Ye, and his other hand kept fidgeting, fingers intertwining, with a nonchalant expression. “I heard that a long time ago, their relationship was good, but it soured over time. They used to argue often, especially about some issues related to me.”
“When I was young, I used to think I caused their arguments. But later on, I realized, with or without me, they’d still argue. My mom would break things at home when she got angry,” he chuckled, “It had to make some noise. She wouldn’t break anything that didn’t make a sound.”
Xing Ye looked at him and thought, “Did you inherit your mom’s temperament?”
“What temperament?” Sheng Renxing paused, “No way. I’m nothing like my mom.” He rolled his eyes.
“My mom is very gentle,” Sheng Renxing reminisced with vacant eyes, “When I was a child, she used to spend her days tending to flowers and plants, mostly in the greenhouse. Sometimes I’d keep her company, but I didn’t have the patience for it. I’d accidentally damage her orchids sometimes.”
“My mom is an orchid enthusiast. She would breed new varieties, sell them, and make good money. She’d take me out or buy me things with the money she earned. She was really good at it. Everyone in her circle knew her. For a while, she made more money than Sheng Yan. Once during an argument, she even told Sheng Yan not to bother earning money and she’d just support him.”
From his description, it was clear that these memories were distant, and he only remembered scattered fragments.
Xing Ye raised an eyebrow. This gentleness was quite unique. However, he remained silent, just listening quietly.
With that in mind, Sheng Renxing looked up at Xing Ye, his tone lifting in a boastful manner, “When I was in primary school, she bred a new orchid variety and named it after me!”
“Hmm?” Xing Ye looked at him.
“Once you discover or breed a new variety, you can name it yourself. My mom named it after me!” Sheng Renxing grinned, raising the corner of his mouth.
Xing Ye was somewhat surprised and complimented him, “Your mom is amazing.”
“Hmm, she is,” Sheng Renxing hummed, then lowered his head to show his phone, “I’ll show you.”
After flipping through it for a while, Sheng Renxing opened a photo to show him.
Xing Ye, holding his hand, saw a flower with no leaves, deep red petals, and intricate patterns inside, resembling golden dust. The bright yellow circle, like the flower’s veins, shone brilliantly when touched by sunlight, almost as if it could reach the heavens.
Xing Ye said, “It looks like a phoenix.”
Sheng Renxing looked at him and smiled, “My mom said it looks like me.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Xing Ye chuckled, “Doesn’t it hurt?”
“It’s okay, and it’s numb now,” Sheng Renxing said, putting away his phone and looking at the picture, “The flower is still at the greenhouse, being taken care of by my mom’s apprentice. When you come to my house, I’ll take you to see it!”
Xing Ye paused for a moment and didn’t respond to Sheng Renxing’s last statement, then he said, “It’s the first time I’ve given someone a tattoo, so my hand isn’t steady. Otherwise, it would be almost done by now.”
“That’s okay, I wouldn’t even get a tattoo if it was done by someone else.” Sheng Renxing sweet-talked.
Xing Ye ruthlessly exposed him, “You didn’t say that back then.”
Sheng Renxing hesitated and then said, “I didn’t know you could get tattoos back then.”
He quickly changed the subject and shared more about himself and his mother.
Xing Ye listened while tattooing, occasionally pausing to ask questions about what he wanted to know.
Sheng Renxing hardly mentioned his past, and Xing Ye was quite interested in his childhood.
Until middle school.
Sheng Renxing’s recollection stopped at middle school. He ran his hand through his hair, “Anyway, you should thank my mom. If it weren’t for my mom, I wouldn’t have come to Xuancheng.”
Xing Ye laughed, genuinely thanking him, and then asked, “Why did you come to Xuancheng in the first place?”
When he transferred, he didn’t provide any context or explanation, clearly an unusual transfer at school.
Sheng Renxing ran his hand through his hair, staring at the color above in the light. After a while, just when Xing Ye thought he wouldn’t answer, he finally spoke, his tone not very pleasant, “I came here after ruining Sheng Yan’s wedding.”
“?” Xing Ye looked up at him.
Sheng Renxing avoided his gaze.
“Did you run away from home?” Xing Ye asked, uncertainty in his voice.
“No!” Sheng Renxing immediately refuted, “I left home openly and honestly!”
“Did your dad let you come on your own?”
“He wouldn’t dare come to Xuancheng to take me back,” Sheng Renxing said with a hint of disdain.
Xing Ye was somewhat surprised. Based on Sheng Renxing’s attitude, he had assumed his father had forced him to come. He didn’t expect that Sheng Renxing had come on his own, and especially after ruining a wedding.
“What’s on your mind?” Sheng Renxing noticed Xing Ye’s silence and nudged his leg with his foot.
Xing Ye sensed something was amiss. Sheng Renxing had disrupted his father’s wedding, came to the unfamiliar Xuancheng by himself, and managed to complete the transfer process successfully?
He asked, “Why did you ruin your dad’s wedding?”
Sheng Renxing, who had his legs wrapped around one of Xing Ye’s legs, casually bumped into him, a touch of arrogance in his indifferent expression, “Didn’t like it, so I ruined it.”
Xing Ye put down the tattoo gun and lifted Sheng Renxing’s chin with one hand to make him look at himself. “Give me a serious answer.”
Sheng Renxing raised his chin slightly, trying to free himself from Xing Ye’s grip, but Xing Ye didn’t release him. Sheng Renxing clicked his tongue, “The serious answer is that I just didn’t want Sheng Yan to have it too easy.”
Xing Ye asked, “What about the bride?”
Sheng Renxing seemed to get irritated by that question, “What’s it to me?”
Xing Ye applied some pressure with his hand, looking into his eyes, “I’m asking if the bride caused you any trouble afterward.”
Sheng Renxing was momentarily silenced, and after a moment, he shook his head, “She wouldn’t dare.”
He licked his lips, “She entered a marriage of convenience with Sheng Yan, and they brought her son in for the family property division. It’s mainly a merger of their two companies. I didn’t like their company, and they’re both remarried people. They even made it look like their first wedding, so as someone left from the first marriage, shouldn’t I assert my existence?”
He chuckled, “My mom left a lot of things behind. If I didn’t assert myself at this point, I’d be even less significant later!”
‘So, you decided to ruin someone’s wedding?’
Xing Ye thought to himself that this wasn’t just asserting himself. It was more like seeking revenge.
Sheng Renxing finished speaking and then glanced at Xing Ye’s expression, tilted his head, brushed Xing Ye’s hand gently, and softened his voice, “I didn’t mean to sound bad earlier and it was not directed at you.”
Xing Ye touched his face, and the disapproval in his mind dissipated, “They just let you ruin it?”
“They didn’t react in time. I took advantage of the chaos and left. What happened afterward was Sheng Yan’s problem. He’s bound to suffer some losses, and when you think about it, I even made some money for the bride’s company. Don’t worry, Sheng Yan wouldn’t dare do anything to me. I’m his successor, and even if he’s angry, he can’t ruin his own foundation. But I doubt he’d even be angry. At that moment, I ruined it. He was probably already thinking about how to use me as a pawn for his future benefits.”
“And I still have the shares my mom left me. By making a scene like this, I’ve straightened out the minds of those people my mom left in the company, no matter how fake they may be on the surface.”
Sheng Renxing chuckled coldly.
Xing Ye, on the other hand, was left quite stunned. He hadn’t expected all these twists and turns.
Seeing that Xing Ye was silent, Sheng Renxing raised an eyebrow at him, “Sheng Yan taught me all of these. I’m just giving back to him what he taught me. He might cry with gratitude even in his dreams at night.”
Xing Ye’s brows furrowed slightly, as if he wanted to say something. However, as he looked at Sheng Renxing’s face, in the end, he remained silent, ran his fingers through his hair, and continued with the tattoo.
Sheng Renxing said, “I really hate Sheng Yan. He’s so heartless, caring only about his interests and goals. Emotions mean nothing to him. He’s an unnecessary hindrance to human evolution.”
“So, even if I made him angry by ruining his wedding, he’s unlikely to interfere forcefully, considering that it would only lead to more resistance from me and cause him unnecessary trouble. Weighing the pros and cons, he won’t get involved.”
After a pause, he added, “As long as I keep excelling.”
For a long while, Xing Ye finished the tattoo in silence. He applied a white, foam-like substance to the tattoo, then asked without looking up, “So, if you’re with me, would he consider you ‘not excelling’?”
Sheng Renxing hesitated for a moment, looking at Xing Ye, but Xing Ye didn’t meet his gaze.
He pondered how Sheng Ye might react if he found out.
Well, it didn’t matter, whether in favor or against, it was a fifty-fifty chance.
And as for dating, why would he care?
Sheng Renxing interjected, “He only looks at exam scores. As long as my grades are good enough, he won’t bother with anything else.”
“If I improve while I’m with you, maybe when I introduce you to him later, he’ll even be pleased.”
“I remember there was once a problem in the company, and later he praised that having gay employees was less troublesome.” Sheng Renxing couldn’t recall the details, but to cheer up his boyfriend, he lowered his head to check his phone for records, as he vaguely remembered discussing this with Qiu Datou.
“Okay,” Xing Ye responded with a tone that didn’t reveal his feelings.
After a while, Sheng Renxing felt Xing Ye wiping off the white foam from his arm with a cloth.
Then, something warm touched him.
His arm trembled.
Sheng Renxing looked sluggishly in that direction, and he saw Xing Ye with his eyes down, his eyelashes concealing his emotions, bending over with focus and devotion, kissing his tattoo.
The area that had been numbed from the pain of the tattoo felt like it was being pricked by needles as it regained sensation. A burning pain radiated from the spot where he had been kissed.
wow…..so our boy actually ruined his father’s wedding ..slayyy…
..thanks for the chapter..!
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