“Wait!” Cheng Minghao roared, jumped up with lightning speed, and wrapped his fingers around Yan Xiao’s phone. The latter simply tore off Cheng Minghao’s hand and continued to type, unmoved.
Damn, this dog was too diabolical!
“Brother Fei, I was wrong,” Cheng Minghao turned to Ye Fei in desperation and begged with no shame, “Today is Gu Ruijia’s birthday, save some face for me.”
“What does his birthday have to do with you?” Ye Fei rested his chin on one hand as he swirled his wineglass with the other, “Did you two hook up behind my back?”
Gu – Shot while lying down – Ruijia: “???”
He automatically looked towards Cheng Minghao, and the other met his gaze. The two shivered together, and glanced away with goosebumps all over their bodies.
“Isn’t this… it’s not lucky to see gunpowder on a red letter day.” Cheng Minghao stuttered as he tried to excuse himself. Ye Fei sneered, as he stretched out his hand to push his forelocks to the side, revealing a reddened spot on his forehead.
Cheng Minghao instantly shifted his eyes with a guilty conscience. Ye Fei continued to stare at him until Cheng Minghao was sufficiently discomforted. Only then did he gulp down his cup and tell Yan Xiao, “Brother Yan, forget it.”
Yan Xiao did not speak, but his eyes were fixed on Ye Fei’s forehead.
“My skin is naturally prone to redness,” Ye Fei pursed his lips, and in a voice so low that only the two of them could hear, he leaned into Yan Xiao’s ear and whispered, “Didn’t you make a lot of marks on the bed last time?”
Yan Xiao’s fingers twitched.
Ye Fei chuckled, took the mobile phone from his hand, and put it in his pocket. He signaled Cheng Minghao with his eyes that the danger was over. Cheng Minghao heaved a sigh of relief, and made a thank you gesture to him.
Gu Ruijia would often go out with Sun Qiong and the others, mostly to pubs, with celebrities in arm. But for this birthday, because Ye Fei and Yan Xiao were there, he could only go to a five-star hotel for a conservative party. A group of men with only drinking as their entertainment, they broke up to return home after eleven o’clock.
Though Gu Ruijia was a socially upright and moral law-abider, he had done ridiculous things like drag-racing in his youth. Ye Fei could not leave aside his worries and watched as they each found a chauffeur before getting into Yan Xiao’s car.
Ye Fei had drunk a lot, yet still remained sober and was just a little tipsy. As soon as he got in the car, he lazily leaned on the back seat and closed his eyes to rest.
Feng City was still a bustling city even after eleven. The cars on the street whizzed past, and the headlights streaming from the roadside shone dimly into the car. Yan Xiao glanced at Ye Fei beside him, and asked the driver to have the windows at full tint, completely blocking the incoming light.
Ye Fei was still awake, but he was just too drowsy to move. As the car stopped outside the villa, he opened his eyes and asked, “Are we home?”
“Yes.” Yan Xiao replied. Ye Fei rubbed between his brows, opened the door and got out of the car.
December in Feng City was wet and cold. Ye Fei wanted to be fashionable and thus only wore a T-shirt and a thin jacket. Chilled by the wind, he shivered, and let Yan Xiao walk in front of him. “Brother Yan, stand in front of me to block the wind.”
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Yan Xiao did not reply. Instead, he reached out and pulled Ye Fei behind him. With a clothing-rack figure, Ye Fei hid behind his broad shoulders, feeling as though he was hiding in the safest harbor in the world.
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“Brother Yan,” Ye Fei leaned over and looked up into Yan Xiao’s eyes, “Is your drinking capacity really that bad?”
Yan Xiao lowered his head and embraced Ye Fei. “Hmm?” Yan Xiao was clad in an ironed white shirt, buttoned to the top. With his black tie, and exposed throat, he was both restrained yet dissolute.
“I drank a lot tonight,” Ye Fei licked his lower lip, making a mockery of chastity, “Will you get drunk if you kiss me?”
Yan Xiao’s eyes gradually darkened, and he reached out to stroke Ye Fei’s face. After staring at him for a moment, he lifted Ye Fei’s chin and kissed him. Both of them were young, and their restraint was rapidly thrown to the wind after their continued kissing. Yan Xiao trailed a series of pecks along Ye Fei’s neck, putting one hand on the other’s collar.
“Don’t.” Ye Fei turned his head as he panted, pushing his hand away.
Yan Xiao thought that Ye Fei was not interested, and his eyes shone with lust as he looked into Ye Fei’s eyes, questioning his reason. Ye Fei licked Yan Xiao’s lips in response, and then squatted, using his teeth to pull down Yan Xiao’s zipper. He lifted his head, and hissed, “Like this.”
Yan Xiao’s breathing took a harsher aspect as he hugged Ye Fei under his armpits, lifted him up, only to press him against the wall.
Yan Xiao and Ye Fei grew increasingly busier as the Spring Festival approached. Though they slept in the same room, they had little energy to do anything but cuddle and lie against each other. There was very little interaction to be had.
That morning, Yan Xiao accompanied Ye Fei to Tianxi, before asking the driver to head to Feixiao. As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he saw his assistant waiting at the door of his office.
“Mr. Yan,” his assistant pushed the door open and let Yan Xiao go in first before following him, “I have found the information you wanted.”
He was not in a hurry to give his report, and after Yan Xiao put down his computer bag and sat in his chair, the assistant placed the documents in his hands on the table one by one. “It was a bit difficult to check at first, but President Ye’s father recently took the initiative to contact a person named Zhao Jin.”
Zhao Jin was the same age as Father Ye, and they were batchmates in university. He was the deputy director of the Neurology Department of the Affiliated Hospital of Fengcheng University.
The assistant followed this lead and found that when Ye Fei’s mother was diagnosed with ALS more than 20 years ago, Zhao Jin happened to be working in the Affiliated Hospital of Fengcheng University.
“President Ye’s mother passed away in about half a year, and Zhao Jin became rich overnight. While he openly announced that he had made a fortune while trading stocks, I checked the date of his securities account opening and the two do not match up.” The special assistant paused. “Furthermore, Zhao Jin’s family used to run a firecracker factory, so they have access to heavy metals.”
The office fell into tranquil silence, and the assistant was moved as he beheld his boss carefully leafing through the evidence. Who would have thought that such an incredible event would be revealed after twenty years just because they wanted a diagnosis history? The people who were not fit to be animals in this world were more than what he thought.
When Yan Xiao put down the documents in hand, the assistant regained his wandering thoughts. After clicking a few times on the computer, an edited surveillance video was played. “Here is something else unusual. The two met at a cafe near Father Ye’s hot spring villa and brought their families with them. After a short conversation, the two separated without letting their families see each other.”
Understanding that Yan Xiao had a weaker grasp of interpersonal relationships compared to the common masses, the assistant elaborated further. “If they had an ordinary relationship, this was fine. However, they chose to meet at a cafe in the suburbs again, despite both of them working in the city. It doesn’t make sense.”
Although they held no real evidence, it was clear that based on what they had gathered, there was something wrong with Father Ye. Yan Xiao nodded and asked his assistant to go out. He turned the matter over in his mind, before calling Ye Fei.
At that time, Ye Fei had just finished a meeting. Just as he was about to take a break, his phone vibrated. Ye Fei frowned impatiently and looked at the screen. Upon glancing at the notification, his frustration disappeared without a trace, and Ye Fei accepted the call.
“Brother Yan, what’s wrong?”
“Ye Fei,” Yan Xiao called his name, his voice sounding as though he was at a funeral, “Could you go back early tonight?”
“What do you mean?” Ye Fei took a sip of water and could not help a smile, “Miss me?”
“Yes”.
“I have too many things to do today. I can’t go back early tonight.” Ye Fei pinched the bridge of his nose and unlocked his computer. A stream of emails pinged, searing his eyes. “How about in two days?”
Since Yan Xiao was always so accommodating, Ye Fei thought he would agree. Unexpectedly, Yan Xiao was stubborn this time.
“Just today,” Yan Xiao pleaded, “Come back early, please?”
Ye Fei was silent for a few seconds before relenting. For someone with so few requests, Ye Fei could not bear to turn him down.
“Okay,” Ye Fei thought for a while, and added, “I’ll be back before six o’clock, you go home first, don’t pick me up, I’m not sure when I’ll be done.”
Yan Xiao agreed.
After hanging up the phone, Ye Fei grinned to himself as he put his phone aside, and began to concentrate on work.
It took him till five o’clock before he finally finished dealing with the more urgent matters at hand. Glancing at the time, he briefly gave a few instructions to the secretary, turned off his phone and got off work,
When Ye Fei arrived home, Yan Xiao was already waiting in the living room. A folder was conspicuously presented on the coffee table in front of him.
“What’s the matter, why so serious?” Ye Fei walked over and sat down beside him. He pointed to the folder and asked, “What is this?”
“Ye Fei,” Yan Xiao held his right hand, looked him in the eyes, and gravely responded, “I have something to show you.”
Ye Fei laughed. “Okay.”
He instinctively reached out for the folder with his right hand, but Yan Xiao refused to release his grip. Instead, Ye Fei had no choice but to switch to his left hand, and pulled out the documents within the folder.
As if the mute button was pressed, the room fell into a deathly silence. It was getting late; the pitch darkness slowly seeped into the room, silently devouring the light and enveloping the living room in gloom.
“Ye Fei,” Yan Xiao opened his mouth, despite the despair lingering in the air, “Your mother probably didn’t die of ALS.”
The automatic lighting system turned on in response to his voice, bright light pouring down from the top of their heads. Yan Xiao could clearly see Ye Fei’s face had turned white as a sheet.
“Ye Fei,” Yan Xiao hugged him, “Are you okay?”
Ye Fei did not answer. In truth, he could not even speak. His hands and feet were drained of blood, and his body began to tremble involuntarily. He believed that his mother had died of natural causes, and held on to that belief even when Father Ye continuously slandered her and disapproved of him. This was the sole truth Ye Fei had held on to adulthood.
However, Yan Xiao’s investigation had ripped off this thin veil of falsehood. His mother had died not from ALS, but heavy metal poisoning.
What about him? Since she was poisoned, where did this ALS hereditary gene come from? Ye Fei’s teeth clenched.
He had always felt that he had died far too quickly in his last life, a month between diagnosis and death. But he simply attributed this accelerated progression to fate and did not think about it.
Father Ye had given him half his life; no matter how partial he was, he would never have murdered his own blood. Only now did he know, this was not fate, but simply a well-planned murder.
Him. His mother. Two lives. Ye Fei closed his eyes, clenching his fist until his knuckles turned white.
Yan Xiao came to the right conclusion. Previously, he had wanted to go to Hedao Hospital for a physical examination. But Father Ye took him to the Affiliated Hospital of Fengcheng University on the grounds that he had a close friend there.
Zhao Jin was the doctor who gave him a lumbar puncture. He even called him Uncle Zhao.
Ye Fei had done numerous tests: lumbar puncture, muscle biopsy, even an EMG.
The last was the most painful of them all. Cold sweat ran down his back as a needle plunged into Ye Fei’s skin. It had to be pointed in eight different directions for a successful reading. And this was done forty-eight times.
He even rejected Yan Xiao with harsh and mocking words, just because Ye Fei was afraid to leave him alone once he died. What a joke! The truth was too unsightly to bear. Ye Fei breathed, and started to choke as his vision blurred.
Fat tears soaked Yan Xiao’s shoulder, triggering a sharp burning pain in Yan Xiao’s chest.
“Don’t cry,” Yan Xiao was helpless. He did not know how to comfort Ye Fei, or say nice things. He could only squeeze Ye Fei in a bear hug and repeat, “Ye Fei, don’t be sad.”
Don’t be sad. As long as he asks, Yan Xiao can do anything for him.
Five more chapters 
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Finally the truth is revealed! Poor Ye Fei! So glad he has YX! What a rotten dad! All for money and pride! Disgusting 🤬🤬🤬🤬. Thanks for the chapter.
Hug, hug, hug my bubu (づTT ³TT)づ
Thank You for the new chapter (´,,•ω•,,)♡
Thanks for the chapter
Thanks for your translation and regular updates!😍
Thank you for the update ❤️💯
My poor babies 😭😭 I’m glad the truth is finally out! Now time to drag Father Ye to the depths of hell 🔥
Poor Ye Fei thought that the worst thing his father had done was to neglect him while he was dying. I am morbidly curious what kind of retribution is headed his way 😑. Yan Xiao is unstoppable when he’s motivated!
Thanks for the chapter ❤️
Ahhhh my heart hurts (╥﹏╥)
Thanks for the chapter!! 💕💕💕
I wonder in we will get to see Yan Xiao taking care of this scum family in the past life. Ahh, I got heart-burn. Y’know, when you read or see something that pisses you off beyond your tolerance.
What a disguting joke of a “father”. This awful man deserves a taste of his own medicine
poor YF… he wanted to believe that at least w blood ties, his father wouldn’t be so cruel. turns out he is an irredeemable piece of shit. it’s even an offence to shit.
I’m so glad that YX told YF, it might be due to the short chapters, but I prefer it when partners decide to tell each other things rather than try ti protect them in the shadows cos that just leads to more complication.