Qiao Mudong’s tall and imposing figure was wrapped in a slim-fitting black suit. With his handsome facial features and deep outlines, he looked like he had just stepped off the T-shaped stage of Paris Fashion Week. He was like a living ancient Greek sculpture. Very dazzling to the eyes.
He Yu knew that Qiao Mudong was born good-looking, but staring at him from another angle still made people’s hearts flutter.
Not far behind, two young ladies whispered, “Who’s that? I mean, the one with the Ling family?”
Another person replied, “I heard—I just heard—that Ling Qiang has an illegitimate child, I don’t know if it’s true or not.”
“Ling Qiang’s illegitimate son… Ling Qiang and his wife seem to have only one daughter, no?”
“Yes, so that’s his son.”
“No wonder, only an illegitimate child would dare to break into their house. But he’s really good-looking. I wonder if he’s married now?”
“I heard he’s not married yet.”
The young girl suddenly laughed softly. “Isn’t he a highly eligible bachelor, then?”
The other girl immediately followed and laughed. “Yeah, why don’t you give it a try!”
He Yu listened to their conversation word for word. At this time, he couldn’t help but smile. However, he suddenly heard Xie Zhan sighing next to him.
He Yu turned to look at him.
Xie Zhan said, “No matter how capable Fu Chenshan is, he’s still not Ling Qiang’s biological son.”
Listening to his tone, he was actually outraged in Fu Chenshan’s place.
He Yu thought about it for a while. But he still didn’t know how to respond to his words, so he simply shrugged.
As soon as the Ling family appeared, they became the center of attention in the entire banquet hall. People came up to say hello to Ling Qiang one after another. Ling Qiang always smiled at them gracefully. Whenever he would meet an acquaintance, he would stop to shake hands and chat with them.
Fu Chenshan patiently followed Ling Qiang and his wife. Even Ling Zhilu seemed to be in a good mood, chatting and joking with Fu Chenshan in a low voice from time to time.
There was only Qiao Mudong, who seemed to be following Ling Qiang with a serious expression, listening to his conversation with others. In fact, He Yu knew that he was completely blank. He was frowning from time to time, indicating that he was starting to feel a little impatient.
Xie Zhan suddenly pulled He Yu and said, “Let’s go shake hands with Ling Qiang too.”
He Yu was surprised by this and hurriedly said, “We don’t know him.”
“What are you afraid of?” Xie Zhan asked. “We know Fu Chenshan, so let’s have Fu Chenshan introduce us to him.”
Of course, He Yu refused to go. “This is not good.”
Xie Zhan asked, “This is such a rare opportunity, what are you afraid of? They’re here now.”
He Yu excused himself by saying, “My boss is calling me.” Then he broke away from Xie Zhan’s hand and walked towards Ou Yunjia in the corner. He felt that Xie Zhan’s ideas were too scary, so it was better to keep some distance from him.
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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He Yu shook hands with them one by one and then talked about some things about business cooperation and development. He felt that there were many people in this corner, and it was not conspicuous, so he relaxed and concentrated on talking to them.
Qiao Mudong was a little absent-minded, but the expression on his face didn’t show it at all. Ling Qiang’s purpose today was to bring him out to let everyone in the electronic information industry in Chongfeng City know that Qiao Mudong was Ling Qiang’s biological son.
Anyone who was knowledgeable enough would naturally think that the future of Lingyun would probably be in the hands of Ling Qiang’s son—and not Fu Chenshan, who was also successful in Lingyun before.
Several of Ling Qiang’s old friends kept nodding their heads when they saw Qiao Mudong. “This young man is pretty good—a man of striking appearance.”
Ling Qiang felt a little proud in his heart. He felt like he just had a son at such an old age. With his character, if his son had indeed grown up with him twenty or thirty years ago, he would have been much stricter. But now, perhaps he still felt a little guilty towards Qiao Mudong and his mother; he was able to tolerate Qiao Mudong again and again.
Listening to others praise Qiao Mudong and listening to others praise Fu Chenshan evoked a different kind of feeling. One was his own son, continuing his own bloodline, and the other, after all, was just an outsider. It might be good for his daughter to find a good home to return to, but it was never as good as having his own son. It was gratifying to have someone who had a promising future.
Under this situation, Zhou Xuelan still responded calmly, but Ling Zhilu was obviously unhappy. When she saw a few of her familiar friends in the distance, she let go of Fu Chenshan’s hand and walked away alone.
Fu Chenshan glanced at her, still maintaining a polite smile and accompanying Ling Qiang and his wife.
Ling Zhilu walked forward on high heels. Suddenly, her eyes happened to glance at He Yu, who was in the corner of the banquet hall. At that time, He Yu was still talking happily with the others. Ou Yunjia patted his shoulder vigorously, making everyone laugh.
Ling Zhilu frowned and glanced at He Yu, then looked back at Fu Chenshan and Qiao Mudong. Seeing that they didn’t seem to notice this, she hesitated and continued walking forward.
Ling Zhilu’s friends were considered a group of well-known wealthy second-generation people in Chongfeng City who liked to cause trouble. They once raced on the beltway and were caught by the police. There were both men and women, all of them outstanding in appearance and very well dressed. When Ling Zhilu came over, someone immediately ridiculed her: “I heard you’re getting married?”
Ling Zhilu snorted and brought over a glass of wine. “It’s none of your business!”
The group of people gathered together and started talking and laughing.
After all, Xie Zhan still couldn’t muster up the courage to shake hands with Ling Qiang. He stood aside a little embarrassedly, waiting for He Yu to say a few words with him when he finally had the time.
But Fu Chenshan noticed him later on. After all, it was him who sent out an invitation. Although it seemed a bit uninteresting to come and greet him, Fu Chenshan still walked over and asked with a smile, “How are you feeling?”
Xie Zhan didn’t want to show that he had never been on such a big occasion before, so he simply said, “It’s pretty good.”
Fu Chenshan raised his hand to pat his arm. “That’s good, I’m afraid you weren’t used to being alone.”
Xie Zhan replied quickly, “It’s nothing, I’m just waiting for He Yu.”
“He Yu?” Fu Chenshan paused with an obvious look on his face. “Where is he?”
Xie Zhan pointed in the direction of a certain corner. “He’s with his boss.”
Fu Chenshan turned around and saw He Yu, who was currently joking with someone. It has been a long time since he had seen He Yu dressing up so formally. Fu Chenshan couldn’t tell what exactly he was feeling. He subconsciously took two steps forward, then he stopped again as he came to his senses.
He saw He Yu finish the wine in the glass in his hand. He then looked around as if he wanted to find a place to put the empty glass down. At that moment, his body reacted faster than his brain. He actually walked over and took the glass from He Yu’s hand. He took the empty glass, then waved to the waiter and put the glass on the tray.
He Yu was a little surprised. He involuntarily stood up straight. “Chenshan?”
The people talking and laughing with He Yu and Ou Yunjia were all bosses of several small electronics companies in the city. These people naturally knew Fu Chenshan. When they saw him coming, they stopped talking and greeted Fu Chenshan one after another. “Mr. Fu.”
Fu Chenshan also had to say hello and shake hands with them one by one.
Ou Yunjia bumped into He Yu secretly, and He Yu looked a little embarrassed. These people obviously knew Fu Chenshan, and there was no need for him to introduce him to them. However, Fu Chenshan’s behavior of holding a glass for him just now seemed a bit nondescript.
“Ai.” Someone bumped Ling Zhilu’s arm and raised her chin. “Your husband.”
Ling Zhilu looked in the direction she was pointing at and saw Fu Chenshan standing next to He Yu, chatting with a group of people just now.
Ling Zhilu’s expression suddenly changed. She did not hide the displeasure in her expression at all. Several people around her immediately felt that something was wrong and asked, “What’s wrong?”
Ling Zhilu whispered, “It’s that person again!”
“Which person?”
Ling Zhilu looked at He Yu bitterly. “That one next to him! That evil spirit is still entangled with my husband!”
Someone asked in surprise, “Isn’t he a man?”
Ling Zhilu said, “Why, can’t a man behave badly?” At this point, she suddenly remembered the incident between He Yu and Qiao Mudong. She sneered and added, “He seems to have an affair with that bastard surnamed Qiao.”
“That bastard surnamed Qiao?” The long-haired woman next to her asked her, “You mean your brother?”
Ling Zhilu said, “I don’t have a brother! That guy surnamed Qiao is just a bastard!”
“No,” the long-haired woman said. “Your brother is very handsome!”
This group of people usually don’t shy away from anything related to having fun. When Ling Zhilu talked about the affairs between He Yu and Qiao Mudong, they didn’t react much. But when they talked about Qiao Mudong, they all started making noises, saying that Qiao Mudong was handsome and all. Not only the girls, but two of the men also praised Qiao Mudong for his charm.
“He’s disgusting!” Ling Zhilu frowned.
Someone said to Ling Zhilu, “Don’t be stingy. Next time, call your brother out so we can have fun together.”
Ling Zhilu shouted, “Go away! If you want to play with him, then go and play with him yourself!” As she said that, she really had the urge to just leave them.
Seeing that she was truly angry, they quickly grabbed her and said, “It was just a joke, why are you so angry?!”
One of the men, whose hair was dyed a burnt color but was cut into a crew cut, suggested, “You don’t like that man? I can just clean him up for you later. It’s so easy!”
The long-haired woman next to Ling Zhilu just now also advised her, “Yeah, don’t be angry just yet. Find an opportunity to deal with him. Make him avoid you and your husband when he sees you in the future.”
He Yu didn’t know that there were still people thinking badly about him. He just felt that the atmosphere was awkward. He wondered how he could walk away without being abrupt.
Xie Zhan saw Fu Chenshan passing by and felt that he had every reason to join in, so he picked up a wine glass, adjusted his clothes, and walked in the direction of He Yu and Fu Chenshan.
As soon as he walked behind He Yu, before he could say hello, he suddenly felt a tall figure appear behind him.
The tall figure moved very quickly, grabbing one of He Yu’s arms and almost pressing his whole body against his back, which also meant that he was pulled further away from Fu Chenshan.
Everyone turned to look over, except He Yu. As soon as the slightly oppressive figure approached, he could already feel his aura. He didn’t even need to look back to know that it was Qiao Mudong who came.
Qiao Mudong smiled and nodded towards the crowd gathered together.
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… I am not in the right state to write the main text tonight, and the word count is relatively small, so I will attach a small extra:
Li Tang opened the door and let Hong Minhang in. However, Hong Minhang still stood at the door, looking at Li Tang’s naked body in a daze. Li Tang had a slender frame and looked a little thin at first glance, but his body was covered with a layer of tight and strong muscles. His skin color was a healthy, light brown—smooth and delicate.
Seeing that he hadn’t moved for a long time, Li Tang stretched out his hand and waved. “Come in, why are you so stunned?”
Hong Minhang walked into Li Tang’s house and saw a plate on the coffee table in the living room with gauze and cotton on top, and a bottle of liquor next to it.
Li Tang turned around. Hong Minhang saw a large scratch-like mark on his back, dripping with blood. Then he saw a blood-stained piece of clothing thrown on the ground next to him.
Li Tang asked him, “Why are you here?”
Hong Minhang said nothing, still staring blankly at the injuries on Li Tang’s back.
Li Tang didn’t ask any more questions and said, “You came just in time. Please help me redress the wound. I can’t reach it myself.”
“Redress the wound?” Hong Minhang asked in a low voice.
“Yes.” Li Tang sat down and smiled slightly. “Are you afraid?”
Hong Minhang actually shook his head. “I’m not afraid.”
Li Tang said, “Then go wash your hands first.”
Hong Minhang washed his hands carefully, and then Li Tang asked him to wipe the wound with cotton dipped in alcohol. Hong Minhang knelt on the sofa as instructed, picked up the cotton soaked in alcohol, and rubbed Li Tang’s back carefully.
This feeling was not pleasant for Li Tang. He gritted his teeth and endured the pain, only letting out heavy breathing sounds.
Hong Minhang’s face was a little pale. He could feel the tightness of the muscles under his fingers. He also saw Li Tang’s entire back turning red. He seized everything about Li Tang’s response to the pain, but the movements of his hands did not flinch at all.
It was until he heard Li Tang’s heavy breathing over and over again that he finally couldn’t help but also start breathing heavily. His fingers trembled as he looked down, only to see a small tent being pushed up in the middle of his thin shorts.
When Li Tang felt that it was almost done, he stood up and wrapped the wound hastily with gauze. Looking back, he saw Hong Minhang sitting on the sofa with his legs tightly together, his body slightly bending forward.
Li Tang felt that Hong Minhang was like a pitiful and harmless little animal. He raised his hand, touched his head, and asked, “What’s the matter? Can you tell it to this gege?”
Hong Minhang raised his head and looked at Li Tang, and then he said softly, “My big cat seems to be dying.”
“My big cat seems to be dying” ??【・_・?】
Honey, it’s not dying… The opposite maybe!
Ling zhilu do be twisting her words huh, it’s not he yu entangling with your ‘future husband’ but the other way around 🙄