As the weather grew hotter towards the end of July, the cicadas’ chirping along the roadside became increasingly intense. To Wen Jiaxuan, it sounded like they were reveling in his misery, making him extremely frustrated.
Wu Zehao walked silently ahead, seemingly still angry. Wen Jiaxuan pondered all the way how to spare his boyfriend’s bottom from harm, but he racked his brains for a long time and couldn’t come up with any ideas.
Wu Zehao walked into the house, changed into slippers, placed the keys, and grabbed the remote control to turn on the air conditioning, all in one smooth motion.
After completing these tasks, he finally turned around and looked at the trembling Wen Jiaxuan standing by the door, asking, “Aren’t you coming over?”
“I… I’ve decided to stand here and reflect,” Wen Jiaxuan said sincerely.
“Okay,” Wu Zehao didn’t say more, he went straight to the workbench to do his own thing, ignoring Wen Jiaxuan.
This attitude left Wen Jiaxuan somewhat puzzled. Does it mean he just needs to reflect, and that’s it?
Fifteen minutes later, Wen Jiaxuan couldn’t stand it any longer. He extended his head and tentatively asked towards the workbench, “Boss, can I stop standing now?”
“Have you finished reflecting?” Wu Zehao asked, looking at the computer screen.
“Okay.”
Wu Zehao didn’t immediately respond. He continued to click the mouse a few times, then stood up, walking towards the sofa, and said, “Come over and report when you’ve finished reflecting.”
Need to report…
Wen Jiaxuan hung his head and approached Wu Zehao. He felt that, no matter what, he should admit his mistake first and said, “Boss, I was really wrong.”
“What did you do wrong?” Wu Zehao asked without much expression.
“I shouldn’t have disturbed your blind date,” Wen Jiaxuan said weakly.
“Is that the point?” Wu Zehao furrowed his brow.
During this time, Wen Jiaxuan had developed some skill in reading between the lines. He immediately realized that what he said wasn’t the answer his boss wanted, so he quickly changed his response, “No, I shouldn’t have pretended to be your boyfriend.”
Wu Zehao’s brow relaxed slightly, but his expression was still not too pleasant. “What else?”
What else?
Wen Jiaxuan turned his eyes around, trying hard to recall what had happened earlier, but he couldn’t figure out where he had gone wrong.
“I shouldn’t have… called you husband?” He struggled to come up with a reason.
Wu Zehao took a deep breath, looking as if he had been tormented to the point of frustration. He asked with a headache, “Do you even know that the brain is meant for thinking?”
Wen Jiaxuan dared not speak. He knew his boss was about to give him a lecture again.
“First of all, why did you follow me on the blind date?” Wu Zehao asked. “Think about it before you answer.”
Wen Jiaxuan pursed his lips and whispered, “I was afraid you might deceive them.”
“So, the fundamental reason you followed was,” Wu Zehao paused, “you suspected my character.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Jiaxuan was momentarily stunned. It then dawned on him like a revelation that his actions were not driven by pure goodwill but were based on a foundation of mistrust.
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If he put himself in Wu Zehao’s shoes, he would also be angry if someone doubted him like that.
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Wen Jiaxuan shook his head instinctively.
No, absolutely not.
“If it’s not, then why don’t you trust me?” Wu Zehao followed up.
“I…,” Wen Jiaxuan’s thoughts were in disarray. Honestly, he didn’t think Wu Zehao was a bad person, but now he couldn’t justify his anger when he saw Wu Zehao on a blind date.
All his thoughts about justice and defending others had been overturned, and Wen Jiaxuan followed his instincts, saying, “I don’t like it when you go on blind dates.”
Wu Zehao raised an almost imperceptible eyebrow and asked, “Why don’t you like it?”
“I just don’t like it,” Wen Jiaxuan stubbornly said. He began to think on a deeper level, and a vague idea started to surface. He felt like he was about to grasp it, but his brain suddenly gave up, leading him in a strange direction.
“Your blind dates affect your work,” Wen Jiaxuan finally blurted out.
Wu Zehao sighed in resignation, not dwelling on that issue, and changed the topic, “When are you going home to take the exam?”
Wen Jiaxuan’s temporary ID was obtained by his brother in early July, and it was valid for three months, so he had to go home around the National Day in October. After thinking for a moment, he replied, “Around National Day.”
“After passing the exam, will you stay in P City?” Wu Zehao suddenly asked.
Wen Jiaxuan didn’t know why Wu Zehao was asking this, but he answered truthfully, “Not necessarily. I might be assigned to other countries.”
Wu Zehao fell silent for a moment and said, “Then prepare for the exam well. Behave yourself during this time and don’t do anything that might be misunderstood.”
“What misunderstandings?” Wen Jiaxuan was puzzled.
“No pretending to be my boyfriend, no calling me husband, no sitting on my lap, and definitely no riding on my back,” Wu Zehao listed off.
“Oh…” Wen Jiaxuan nodded, feeling a bit embarrassed.
After giving Wen Jiaxuan a good scolding, Wu Zehao seemed relieved and got up to walk towards his workbench. Wen Jiaxuan obediently followed and took a step forward, saying, “Boss, aren’t you going to spank me?”
Wu Zehao turned his head slightly and asked, “You want to get spanked?”
Wen Jiaxuan quickly covered his bottom and shook his head.
At that moment, Wu Zehao’s phone, which was on the workbench, suddenly vibrated. He picked it up and looked at it, his brow furrowing slightly. Then, he left Wen Jiaxuan behind and headed to the yard.
The air conditioning was on inside the house today, and the doors and windows were tightly closed. Wen Jiaxuan didn’t know what Wu Zehao was discussing outside, but he could see that his boss appeared somewhat impatient.
Could it be that he was facing difficulties at work again?
Wen Jiaxuan didn’t have time to think further because his own phone began to vibrate.
“Hello?” Wen Jiaxuan was a bit surprised. Why was Zhang Zhitao calling him? “Did you get in touch with my classmate?”
“Xia Jiaxuan, why didn’t you tell me your classmate is the young master of Q Group?” Zhang Zhitao exclaimed.
Zhang Zhitao let out a loud exclamation when he opened his mouth, prompting Wen Jiaxuan to instinctively move the phone farther from his ear. After Zhang Zhitao finished speaking, he brought the phone back to his ear.
“Is there a problem?” Wen Jiaxuan asked.
“It’s a big problem!” Zhang Zhitao said as if frustrated. “Do you know that by getting close to this rich dad, M Platform will no longer have power over us?”
Wen Jiaxuan felt a sense of relief and asked, “So, have you already worked things out?”
“Uh, not yet,” Zhang Zhitao replied.
“…” Wen Jiaxuan sighed and pursed his lips, thinking, why are you so worked up then? “So, how far have you progressed now?”
“In these two days, I’ll organize the data and send it to Mr. Qian. They should have a good chance of accepting, considering our magazine’s quality and your connections,” Zhang Zhitao excitedly explained. “Moreover, they not only deal with clothing but also outdoor equipment like tents, and it’s a sizable business. If we can secure this sponsorship, we might attract other sponsors as well.”
This was much better than Wen Jiaxuan expected, and he couldn’t help but say, “Then I’ll go talk to my classmate again.”
“Okay,” Zhang Zhitao eagerly agreed. “By the way, was it Old Wu who asked you to secure this sponsorship?”
“No, I haven’t told him yet,” Wen Jiaxuan replied.
“He doesn’t know?” Zhang Zhitao was surprised. “You’ve got quite a sense of style, wanting to surprise him?”
“What style… I’m afraid he’ll say I’m meddling. He’s told me before not to get involved in things that aren’t my concern,” Wen Jiaxuan explained.
“How is that meddling? I actually wanted to tell him just now, but his phone was busy, so I couldn’t get through,” Zhang Zhitao replied.
Hearing this, Wen Jiaxuan glanced outside and saw that Wu Zehao had just hung up his phone and was walking toward the house.
“Never mind, I won’t say anything more. You can tell him about your connections yourself. After we settle everything, I’ll just inform him of the outcome,” Zhang Zhitao said.
“Sure, if you need any help, just let me know. I’ll talk to my classmate,” Wen Jiaxuan offered.
Wen Jiaxuan hung up the phone promptly, not wanting Wu Zehao to overhear their conversation.
He hadn’t thought of it at first, but when Zhang Zhitao mentioned it, he realized that giving Wu Zehao a surprise might be a good idea.
“Why are you standing there like a fool?” Wu Zehao glanced at Wen Jiaxuan with a faint expression. “Come with me for dinner tonight.”
“Dinner?” Wen Jiaxuan hadn’t fully recovered from the sponsorship talk. “With GG master?”
“Which master?” Wu Zehao retorted.
Right…
“Where are we going to eat?” Wen Jiaxuan asked.
“Just come with me.”
Wen Jiaxuan found it strange. He had a feeling that Wu Zehao’s decision to take him out for dinner was related to the phone call he had just received. However, seeing Wu Zehao’s serious expression and knowing that his mood wasn’t great, Wen Jiaxuan didn’t dare to ask further.
As they were about to leave, Wu Zehao repeatedly emphasized to Wen Jiaxuan that he mustn’t talk too much during dinner.
“It’s best if you can keep quiet and focus on eating,” he said.
Wen Jiaxuan was even more puzzled. Why did he have to accompany Wu Zehao for dinner, and why was he not allowed to talk?
This sense of unease peaked when Wen Jiaxuan followed Wu Zehao to a residential building in the old town of H City.
“Boss, where are we exactly?” Wen Jiaxuan held onto Wu Zehao’s clothes and hesitated to step into the narrow elevator.
“Come with me, I won’t sell you,” Wu Zehao grabbed Wen Jiaxuan’s wrist and forcefully pulled him into the elevator without giving him a chance to object.
The elevator finally stopped on the seventh floor, and the corridor was dark, with some discarded items from residents stacked along the way.
Wen Jiaxuan was reluctant to move forward, so Wu Zehao hugged his waist and brought him to a door.
“I’ll say it again: no talking,” Wu Zehao warned.
Wu Zehao’s expression was hidden in the shadows, making it hard to read, and this unnerved Wen Jiaxuan. He felt that something was off about his boss.
Wu Zehao took out a key and unlocked the security door. Wen Jiaxuan peeked inside and saw that it was a typical residence.
“Boss…”
“This is my home; come in.”
“?”
At that moment, a middle-aged woman in her fifties or sixties approached. She had a complex expression as she glanced at Wen Jiaxuan and said to Wu Zehao, “You finally decided to come back.”
Despite her complaining words, she retrieved two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of them.
“This is my mom,” Wu Zehao said to Wen Jiaxuan. “Her last name is Fu.”
Wen Jiaxuan nodded in confusion and greeted Fu’s mom, “Hello, Auntie Fu.”
Fu’s mom didn’t react much. She walked inside and said, “Come in.”
Wen Jiaxuan felt a bit relieved, realizing that this place wasn’t dangerous. He changed into the slippers and was about to step inside when Wu Zehao stopped him again and whispered, “I’ll say it again…”
“Don’t talk too much,” Wen Jiaxuan automatically replied.
“Good boy,” Wu Zehao ruffled Wen Jiaxuan’s hair and led the way into the living room.
Wen Jiaxuan followed Wu Zehao and soon saw a man sitting on the sofa in the living room with a furrowed brow. If he guessed correctly, this man should be Wu Zehao’s father, the one who disapproved of Wu Zehao pursuing his own business.
“Come over and have a seat,” Wu Zehao patted the empty space next to him, and Wen Jiaxuan obediently sat down.
Fu’s mom placed a glass of water in front of Wen Jiaxuan and said brusquely, “Drink some water.”
“Thank you, Auntie,” Wen Jiaxuan replied cautiously, afraid of talking too much.
“I brought him back,” Wu Zehao suddenly spoke, his expression neutral as he addressed his dad. “You wanted to meet my partner, didn’t you?”
Wen Jiaxuan’s head jerked up in surprise.
“This is my boyfriend, Wen Jiaxuan.”
“Pff—”
LMAO
Lmao says don’t pretend to be his boyfriend yet he himself is using jiajia as a pretend boyfriend 🤭
You dug yourself a hole Wen Jiaxuan, now lie in it! 😂
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