Wu Zehao remained unfazed, while Wen Jiaxuan was completely bewildered.
So, can gay people also go on blind dates?
He asked uncertainly, “Are you going on a blind date with a man?”
Wu Zehao replied without lifting his head: “A woman.”
Wen Jiaxuan was stunned; he realized that he was increasingly unable to understand Wu Zehao after waking up this morning.
“You clearly like men, how can you go on a blind date with a woman?” Comrade Wen Jiaxuan, the Justice Warrior, was somewhat displeased.
“It’s good to make more friends,” Wu Zehao replied nonchalantly.
Wu Zehao’s attitude made Wen Jiaxuan uncomfortable. He remembered that Qian Wuyou had told him before that some closeted gays in the gay community would pretend to be heterosexual and marry a woman, causing harm for a lifetime. Although Wu Zehao was just going on a blind date, how could he be so unclear about this when he was such a principled person?
After thinking it over, Wen Jiaxuan still felt it was inappropriate. He mustered the courage to say, “I don’t think you should go.”
Finally, Wu Zehao shifted his gaze away from his work and looked at Wen Jiaxuan with a teasing smile. “Jealous, are you?”
“What am I jealous of?” Wen Jiaxuan said with a serious expression. He thought, “I’m trying to be serious here, and you’re joking with me.”
“Well then, tell me, why shouldn’t I go?” Wu Zehao asked absentmindedly, looking back at his work.
“Are you a principled person?”
“Yes.”
“Are you gay?”
“Yes.”
“Then you shouldn’t go!”
Wu Zehao burst into laughter and leaned back on his office chair casually. He asked with curiosity, “Why are you so worked up about me going on a blind date?”
“Well…” Wen Jiaxuan hesitated for a moment, and his gaze involuntarily shifted to the right. It was clear he was improvising, “You’re my boss, I can’t let you do something unreasonable.”
“Boss or husband?” Wu Zehao chuckled. “You’re even concerned about my blind date?”
Wen Jiaxuan blushed and stammered, “No, I’m not controlling you. I’m just giving you advice.”
“Is that so?” Wu Zehao smirked. “Why do I feel like you’re acting like a housewife?”
“What nonsense are you talking about?” Wen Jiaxuan felt frustrated. He was trying to discuss a matter of principle, but his boss didn’t seem to take him seriously. He decided to change his approach. “Aren’t you always focused on work? How can you let matters of love and romance distract you?”
“Hmm, I think you make a good point,” Wu Zehao nodded and finally responded seriously.
Just as Wen Jiaxuan was starting to relax, Wu Zehao added, “You should talk to my mom about it.”
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Wen Jiaxuan realized that Wu Zehao was forced into this situation. However, upon careful consideration, he couldn’t help but feel sorry for the woman involved.
His thoughts were evident on his face, and Wu Zehao offered some advice, “Kid, don’t overthink it. The other party might also be forced into this blind date.”
“That’s not necessarily the case, especially when the blind date is with you,” Wen Jiaxuan began to analyze the situation from an observer’s perspective.
“What do you mean?” Wu Zehao asked out of curiosity.
“You’re handsome, have a good physique, are capable and wealthy, can cook, and have a great personality. Who wouldn’t want to date you?” Wen Jiaxuan objectively analyzed.
“Do you really think that way?” Wu Zehao raised an almost imperceptible eyebrow.
“Yeah,” Wen Jiaxuan nodded, “So, I think the other party might not be forced into this…”
“Do you want to date me?” Wu Zehao interrupted, looking somewhat awkward.
“What does it have to do with me?” Wen Jiaxuan was taken aback. One moment he was in an observer’s role, and now he felt a bit disoriented.
Wu Zehao didn’t answer but suddenly said, “You know, the list of advantages you mentioned earlier could include one more.”
“What?” Wen Jiaxuan found himself being led down a different path unconsciously.
“Well-endowed and active.”
Wen Jiaxuan took a moment to process, then immediately blushed and stammered, “Boss, what’s gotten into you today?”
“What’s wrong with me?” Wu Zehao asked knowingly.
“Did I offend you somehow?” Wen Jiaxuan reflected, “Otherwise, why are you teasing me so much today?”
“Of course, you offended me,” Wu Zehao thought to himself, feeling a bit resentful. “You little rascal, always teasing me. I should really give you a piece of my mind.”
“Could you tell me when that happened?” Wen Jiaxuan was completely puzzled. “I can be slow to react sometimes, and I don’t even realize when I’ve offended someone.”
Wu Zehao couldn’t say what he was really thinking, so he made up a story, “You kicked me off the bed last night.”
“What?!” Wen Jiaxuan looked shocked. “I have that much strength?”
“Yeah,” Wu Zehao readjusted his sitting position. “Alright, let’s stop talking. Get back to work.”
Wen Jiaxuan knew better than to disturb his boss while working, so he remained silent.
The tasks assigned by Wu Zehao to Wen Jiaxuan included writing articles and organizing images, both of which Wen Jiaxuan had already completed. This meant that he had the rest of the month to himself.
This job was indeed quite comfortable.
Normally, people wouldn’t start preparing for exams with such intensity in July or August when the exams were in November. Prolonged intense preparation would only exhaust both the mind and body.
Wen Jiaxuan was no exception. His exam preparation was still in the initial phase of consolidating his foundational knowledge, and he didn’t spend entire days just practicing questions and writing essays.
After lunch, Wen Jiaxuan lounged on the sofa with his legs crossed, enjoying the air conditioning while scrolling through Weibo.
On the work desk, there was a continuous click of a mouse and keyboard typing sounds. Wen Jiaxuan felt a bit restless; he also wanted to be productive. So, he put away his phone and peeked his head out from behind the sofa, asking, “Boss, is there anything else I can do?”
“No,” Wu Zehao replied. “This issue of the magazine is in its final stages.”
“Oh,” Wen Jiaxuan mumbled and retreated.
“By the way,” Wu Zehao suddenly said.
Wen Jiaxuan quickly sat up straight.
“After finalizing this issue of the magazine, I’ll start working on the travel guide for the next issue. If you have some free time, you can help me with it,” Wu Zehao suggested.
“Is it about Mount Takano?” Wen Jiaxuan asked.
“Yes, the next issue’s theme is related to Buddhism. You can also recommend other attractions,” Wu Zehao explained.
“But why go to Japan for Buddhism?” Wen Jiaxuan was puzzled. “We have four major Buddhist sacred sites in China, and any of them would be suitable.”
“I’ll have someone else cover domestic attractions,” Wu Zehao explained. “Each issue of the magazine features multiple destinations, both domestic and international.”
“I see,” Wen Jiaxuan nodded thoughtfully. “But why not choose India for international destinations? After all, Buddhism originated in India.”
“India is predominantly influenced by Hinduism, and Buddhism has long declined there. The major Buddhist traditions with roots in Chinese Buddhism are found in places like Japan and Korea. Japanese Buddhism, in particular, has been influenced by indigenous Shinto practices, and I want to highlight the contrast between these two aspects,” Wu Zehao explained.
Wen Jiaxuan was left in awe and sighed, “Boss, you seem to know everything…”
“I’ve been to India and Nepal before, so I have some knowledge,” Wu Zehao replied.
Wen Jiaxuan was unwilling to give up. He looked at Wu Zehao with pleading eyes and asked, “Are you really not taking me with you to Japan this time?”
“Why should I take you?” Wu Zehao replied with a firm tone. “I’d have to take care of your accommodation and meals, and what else can you do besides translating?”
Wen Jiaxuan was aware of this; if he went along, Wu Zehao would have to bear the expenses for both of them.
“But… translation pays well,” Wen Jiaxuan continued to plead. “Back in college, I did simultaneous interpretation for university leaders, and it paid 800 RMB for just two hours.”
“Yeah, it pays well,” Wu Zehao acknowledged. “But I can use Google Translate, and I won’t have to split the money.”
Wen Jiaxuan pursed his lips but still refused to give up. “I can help you carry your luggage.”
“Your skinny arms and legs? What can you carry?” Wu Zehao teased.
“I can even give you a massage if you get tired,” Wen Jiaxuan suggested.
This time, Wu Zehao didn’t outright reject him. He fell silent for a moment and asked, “What else?”
Wen Jiaxuan saw a glimmer of hope and quickly promoted himself, saying, “I can also introduce you to Japanese culture and customs, take you to enjoy delicious food. And about photography, if Japanese people are hesitant to have their photos taken, you can always take pictures of me.”
“Hmm…” Wu Zehao wavered once again. “You work on the travel guide first, and I’ll think about it.”
Wen Jiaxuan retreated behind the sofa and couldn’t help but stifle a laugh.
Even though Wu Zehao always appeared distant and unapproachable, he had a soft side. No matter how firm he initially seemed, when Wen Jiaxuan persistently persuaded him, he would often give in.
Realizing this, Wen Jiaxuan suddenly noticed that Wu Zehao had already compromised on several occasions for his sake.
Taking him in, allowing him to go upstairs, and even not complaining when Wen Jiaxuan ran around all day and delayed Wu Zehao’s work – it all showed that Wu Zehao was surprisingly accommodating.
Why was his boss so kind-hearted?
Wen Jiaxuan suddenly felt a sense of guilt. He thought that his elder brother’s words might be true – he was indeed a bit immature.
After some self-reflection, Wen Jiaxuan couldn’t help but peek his head out from behind the sofa and discreetly observe Wu Zehao, who was diligently working.
His boss looked really handsome when he was fully immersed in his work.
Wen Jiaxuan bit his lip, feeling a strange sensation in his heart.
Suddenly, a gaze shot toward him from the work desk. Wen Jiaxuan hastily retreated behind the sofa.
“You little brat, what are you peeking at?” Wu Zehao asked.
“I-I was just checking how your consideration was going,” Wen Jiaxuan replied, trying to calm his racing heart.
“Not so fast. Focus on your work,” Wu Zehao instructed.
“Alright…” Wen Jiaxuan breathed a sigh of relief, grateful that he hadn’t been caught.
He realized he couldn’t continue like this.
Since he was taught from a young age to be grateful, he couldn’t ignore the fact that Wu Zehao was facing difficulties, yet he kept insisting on going on the trip. What difference did that make from being ungrateful?
He couldn’t be an employee who enjoyed the good times but turned a blind eye when things got tough.
After thinking about it for a long time, Wen Jiaxuan had an idea. He clicked on Qian Wuyou’s WeChat dialog box and sent a message.
[++: Boss Qian, I remember your family is making outdoor clothing? ]
I think Wu Zhehao has somewhat of a crush on our JiaJia? I don’t knowww
Your boss is trying hard to make you realise his qualities as a husband, jiajia 🤭