He didn’t answer, and the other person didn’t ask. The silence lasted for several seconds.
Sheng Renxing finally came to his senses.
He stared at the piano keys expressionlessly, ignoring Xing Ye beside him, resisting the urge to hang up the phone: “What’s the matter?”
“There’s nothing really,” Sheng Yan said, sounding casual. “I suddenly realized I hadn’t wished you a happy birthday. But it’s a week late. Is there anything you want as a birthday gift?”
“I don’t lack anything,” Sheng Renxing replied, hating his pretentious attitude. He retorted sharply, mocking, “I haven’t even congratulated you on your marriage. Is there anything you want as a wedding gift?” Playful and sarcastic, he was deliberately poking at Sheng Yan’s heart.
“As long as the thought is there, Auntie Liu won’t mind,” Sheng Yan said in an unchanged tone, as if he had forgotten how their last meeting had been a complete surprise. There was a rhythmic tapping sound on the other end of the phone.
“Oh,” Sheng Renxing dragged out his tone, casually asking, “Who is she?”
“You made both families unhappy last time,” Sheng Yan paused for a moment, sighed, and continued, “Luckily, Auntie Liu doesn’t mind.”
“That’s not my concern,” Sheng Renxing chuckled.
But Sheng Yan interrupted, “After I gave up 1% of my shares.”
“What do you mean?” Sheng Renxing sat up straight.
“Apologizing to the Liu family on your behalf,” Sheng Yan said.
Sheng Renxing understood, his body stiffened for two seconds, almost jumping up, incredulous and furious, “That damn necklace was left to me by my mother! Who gave you the right to touch it?”
“It’s still not yours,” Sheng Yan remained unmoved.
“Are you crazy? That was entrusted to me by my mother! What right do you have to take my mother’s things to please the Liu family? Even legally,” Sheng Renxing’s chest heaved.
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Sheng Yan knew best what he was afraid of. He had never won against him since childhood.
He wanted to scream at Sheng Yan, wanted to curse, but he also knew it would be useless. The die was cast, everything settled, and the other party would only come over when it was time, both to inform and to punish.
Seeing his expression change, Xing Ye squeezed his hand and looked at him inquiringly, asking what was wrong.
Sheng Renxing looked at him, and Sheng Yan’s voice, still gentle, continued, “It’s good for you to go to Xuancheng. The Liu family will calm down, and it will save me some trouble.”
Seeing him unusually flustered, Xing Ye also felt anxious. He reached out and took the phone from Sheng Renxing’s hand. Sheng Renxing held the phone tightly, his fingertips turning white from the pressure.
Xing Ye soothingly rubbed his wrist, only easing his grip after a moment.
He pressed the speakerphone button.
Sheng Yan’s voice reached both of them, “However, you must not neglect your studies. Their exams shouldn’t be too difficult for you. Why does it seem like your grades this time haven’t improved much?” His tone remained unhurried, like a parent inquiring about grades.
Sheng Renxing’s eyelashes fluttered, his tone tense, “How do you know about my grades?”
“Hmm?” Sheng Yan chuckled. “That’s a strange question. The director, Li, from your school told me. Looking at your grades, I couldn’t help but think, when I arranged for your transfer, it wasn’t for you to repay me with these grades.”
“Did you arrange it for me?” Sheng Renxing asked.
“Although you prepared everything yourself, transferring to another school is a big deal. The school had to ask me about it,” Sheng Yan chuckled as if sighing. “Xiao Xing, don’t be so naive.”
“…”
Sheng Yan said, “Since your grades haven’t improved, you’ll have to do well in the next math competition. I’ve arranged for your exam venue to be moved here, so it’s convenient for you to come back and take the exam. You can also bring some clothes. You can’t always rely on Huai Xin to bring them for you.”
Xing Ye paused.
“Did you sign me up?” Sheng Renxing stared at the phone, as if he was about to throw it out and smash it in the next second.
“I just thought you might be interested,” Sheng Yan said. “Your maths has always been good. Besides, you can’t really just stay at your current school for two more years, can you?”
“Why can’t I?” Sheng Renxing said. So angry that he became calm, he took a deep breath:
“If I want to compete, I’ll compete. If I don’t want to, I won’t. What does my performance in the exam have to do with you? Sheng Yan, you can’t control me anymore. As for that 1%, consider it my wedding gift to that surnamed Liu on behalf of my mother. Congratulations to her for diving into the boundless sea of suffering. You better not touch the rest. If you and the Liu family want face, I don’t care. If you push me too far, I’ll sell all my shares, and no one will benefit.”
After saying such a long string of words, his voice trembled a bit at the end.
There was silence on the other end for a moment, as if he had sighed. “Sheng…”
Sheng Renxing abruptly hung up, staring at his phone with red eyes. “I’m not letting you fvcking finish! Keep it to yourself!”
He then operated his phone to block Sheng Yan’s number.
In the auditorium, there were only the two of them, and the silence was so palpable that even the sound of the wind rustling the leaves outside could be clearly heard.
Sheng Renxing rubbed his eyes forcefully, suppressing his voice to vent: “Fvck.”
Xing Ye reached out and touched him.
Sheng Renxing turned to look at him. Due to his earlier forceful actions, his eyes were red around the edges. “Let’s spar.” He felt particularly irritable now and just wanted to find something to vent his frustration, and fighting seemed like the best option.
Xing Ye shook his head silently and opened his arms. “Come here.”
Sheng Renxing tightly pursed his lips to control his emotions. After a few seconds, he forcefully threw himself into Xing Ye’s arms, holding him tightly, burying his face in Xing Ye’s neck.
Xing Ye held him with one hand on his back, gently patting him, feeling the slight tremble of his body under his palm. His eyes were deep, filled with turbulent emotions like an undercurrent in the deep sea.
Seeing the girl standing outside the open door of the auditorium, Xing Ye used his other hand to press firmly on the back of Sheng Renxing’s head, gently rubbing his cheek against it.
The girl, who had come to practice the piano, was startled by his icy expression, then shocked by what she saw. She stood still for three or four seconds, then turned and ran away.
After a moment, Sheng Renxing muttered with a nasal tone, “Stupid Sheng Yan!”
Xing Ye’s fingertips touched his scalp, gently massaging. “Hmm.”
Sheng Renxing said, “So annoying! He just came to tell me on purpose! He can’t stand to see me doing well! Screw him!”
“Hmm.”
“When I take over his company, I’ll kick him out with nothing! It’ll drive him crazy!”
“Hmm.”
“I never want to see him again!” Sheng Renxing gritted his teeth.
Xing Ye remained silent, his eyes downcast, hiding his emotions from everyone.
His hand paused in mid-air, the restrained force causing the veins on the back of his hand to bulge. After a while, he gently lowered his hand, his fingertips touching the warm skin of Sheng Renxing’s neck, feeling the warmth flowing beneath the surface.
“Hmm,” he said contentedly in a low voice, “Just ignore him.”
Thank you. I hope SY doesn’t ruin things for them now.
Eekkk why are they so freaking cute
Thank you for your hard work translator 🫡❤️
FUCK OFF SHENG YAN
also that hug was so sweet