Knock, knock, knock——
At the sound of the knocking, Jiang Junhao beckoned the visitor in and lifted his head. Sure enough, it was his mother, Mrs. Jiang, who walked in with an ice pack in her hand and a concerned expression on her face. Seeing his mother, Jiang Junhao managed a smile.
Seeing her son still able to smile at a time like this, Mrs. Jiang’s heart ached. As she approached him, she chided, “You just got home, and you’re already stirring up trouble. Did you have to talk back to him? Don’t you know that when he learned you were missing, he went days without sleep, contacting everyone he knew and sending extra rescue teams? And now that you’re back, you decide to come out? No wonder he’s furious.”
“Don’t I still have you, Mom?”
“You cheeky boy,” Mrs. Jiang scolded playfully, placing the ice pack on the swollen area of his face. Seeing her handsome son with such a swollen face, she couldn’t help but curse the other person.
“That old man hit you so hard. Where does he look like he hasn’t slept for days? Does it hurt?”
“It doesn’t hurt.”
“Don’t say it doesn’t hurt. I can tell it hurts just by looking at you.” Jiang’s mother continued, “Is the person you like that boy from the Wen family?”
Jiang Junhao was slightly taken aback. “Mom, how did you…”
“Heh, so it’s true. You’ve been infatuated with him since you were children. Everything you had, you shared with him — your food, your belongings. When his worthless parents didn’t care about him, you looked after him like both a mother and a father. It’s almost as if you wanted to carry him in your pocket everywhere you went.” Recalling how her son used to follow the boy around, doting on him as if he was coaxing his wife, Mrs. Jiang found herself torn between heartache and amusement.
“Yichuan is a good person, and…” Picking up a photo beside him, Jiang Junhao murmured, “If it wasn’t for him, I might not have made it back.”
Seeing the serious expression on her son’s face, and considering recent rumors in their social circle, Mrs. Jiang’s expression showed evident concern.
After hesitating for a moment and choosing her words carefully, she said, “Recently… something happened.”
“What is it?” Jiang Junhao asked, puzzled.
Taking a deep breath, Mrs. Jiang revealed, “It seems that the Wen family… has found their biological son.”
“What…?!”
……
Knock, knock, knock——!!!
“Yichuan! Yichuan! Are you home, Yichuan?” Outside the door, Jiang Junhao, whose swollen face had mostly subsided, pounded anxiously on the apartment door, his brows furrowed in concern.
He had never imagined that in the short few months, he was away, such a significant event would occur in the Wen family.
The Wen family had found their real son! Wen Yichuan wasn’t even their biological child!
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Why did that couple treat Yichuan like that? Why!
It wasn’t Yichuan’s fault. How could they have treated him with such coldness all these years?
Back then, Yichuan was just a child. If they found him bothersome, why not send him away? If they didn’t want to send him away, why not tell him the truth? They used the identity of “parents” to hurt him for a full twenty-three years. Now that their son had returned, they ruthlessly threw Yichuan aside. What kind of cruelty is this?!
Just as Jiang Junhao was about to knock again, the door suddenly opened, revealing a pale-faced young man behind it.
“Jun…”
“Yichuan!” The sudden hug and the almost restrained voice interrupted Gu Weizhou’s words.
Feeling the trembling and almost choked voice of the man holding him and sensing the warmth of the embrace, Gu Weizhou smiled faintly.
Lifting his hand, he hugged the man back, whispering, “Welcome back… Thank you for coming back safely.”
Jiang Junhao held the person in his arms tightly, taking several deep breaths. He told himself not to lose control, he mustn’t lose control. Yichuan had already been through a lot, and he couldn’t let this person suffer any more harm!
Yet, all his self-restraint crumbled the moment he caught sight of the large hickeys on Yichuan’s neck.
All those beautiful moments, that sun-like warmth of a person he had guarded for so many years but never dared to touch, had been…
Gu Weizhou felt the man holding him suddenly push him against the nearby wall, his eyes red and voice full of rage, “Who… who did this?!”
Who… forced himself on you?!
Feeling the weight of the gaze, as tangible as a solid object, Gu Weizhou’s eyes darted away, hiding the embarrassment in his eyes. His lips, quivering, parted, “It was… an accident.” A dog bit me.
“Tell me, tell me who it was!”
Witnessing the usually rational and upright man before him lose control in an instant, Gu Weizhou slowly closed his pained eyes, unwilling to speak another word.
Seeing Gu Weizhou’s state, Jiang Junhao, as if losing his soul, let go of the wrist he had been tightly gripping, taking a step back, his voice a mix of laughter and tears, “I thought… when I come back and tell you, it wouldn’t be too late.”
Gu Weizhou’s eyelashes quivered, his breath erratic, his hands by his side slowly clenched into fists, but he remained silent.
Scanning the surroundings, Jiang Junhao’s eyes suddenly caught a familiar piece of clothing on the nearby balcony.
It was…
Instantly, a bone-chilling coldness shot up from his feet to the top of his head. Looking at that piece of clothing and thinking about its owner, he turned his gaze to the young man in front of him.
The young man’s face was pale, with slightly furrowed brows, pursed lips, and a face filled with profound sadness and embarrassment.
This person, whom he had watched grow up since childhood, wasn’t interested in men. He was so perfect, so dazzling, so gentle…
So, therefore…
With eyes filled with rage, he shouted, “Yan Jingze!”
Watching Jiang Junhao, who had never shown such a ferocious expression, storm out of the door, Gu Weizhou said with a hint of sorrow, [Looks like I’ve unintentionally dragged Yan Jingze into this mess.]
[You expect me to believe that you didn’t intentionally hang his clothes out there for Jiang Junhao to see?]
[…It wasn’t on purpose.] Gu Weizhou’s eyes appeared innocent.
[I’d rather believe in ghosts than you.]
Hoping to prevent a fight between the two, Gu Weizhou changed into a shirt that could cover the marks on his neck and followed Jiang Junhao out.
‘Originally, the Wen family had an arranged marriage with the Li family from A City. But after this incident, Li’s daughter disregarded her status and threw tantrums, insisting on marrying Yichuan. Just a few days ago, she was forcibly sent out of the country by the Li family.’
‘The Wen family’s biological son also attends W University. I heard he had a rough past. His name is Yan Jingze, and he’s quite close to Yichuan.’
‘They didn’t let Yichuan touch any of the Wen family’s assets, but now they’re training that child to manage the company. Yichuan is indeed a good kid, but he isn’t their biological child after all.’
…
In the car, Jiang Junhao nearly floored the gas pedal, his mind echoing with the words his mother spoke not too long ago. Inevitably, he thought of the moment when the three of them first met.
He remembered the scene where he talked about Wen Yichuan in front of Yan Jingze. The memory of that man’s clothes hanging in Wen Yichuan’s house resurfaced, along with the scene where Wen Yichuan’s neck was covered in large patches of hickeys…
His clenched hand seemed as if it wanted to crush the steering wheel beneath it. Jiang Junhao had never despised himself so much before.
He never thought that he would be the culprit who pushed the one he cherished most into an abyss.
If he hadn’t pursued that thief that day, he wouldn’t have met Yan Jingze, Yichuan wouldn’t have known Yan Jingze, the two of them wouldn’t have gotten so close, the incident with the Wen family wouldn’t have happened while he was away, and the two of them wouldn’t have had any physical intimacy…
It was him, it’s all his fault. But besides him, there was another, another person!!!
Jiang Junhao parked his car directly in front of the Wen Corporation and marched inside.
The receptionist at the front desk saw a man emanating a formidable aura approaching and intended to stop him. However, before she could speak, he flashed his police badge, striding towards the elevators, stating, “Official police business.”
Overwhelmed by his presence, the receptionist didn’t dare utter another word, watching silently as he entered the elevator.
He pressed the button for the top floor, his face cold, staring intently at his reflection in the elevator’s mirror.
Yan Jingze, Yan Jingze!
With a ding, the elevator door opened. The secretary, who was printing documents, saw a man walk in hurriedly. Dropping her task, she approached him, but before she could say anything, Jiang Junhao asked, “Where’s Yan Jingze?”
Almost reflexively, the secretary glanced towards a nearby office. Realizing her slip, she quickly asked, “Are you here to see Manager Yan?”
Manager Yan?
Hearing that title, a deeper shade of anger flashed across Jiang Junhao’s eyes. He gritted his teeth, bypassed the woman, and headed straight for the office.
“Who are you? You can’t just barge in here…” The secretary protested, trying to intercept him.
However, seemingly alerted by the commotion outside, the office door opened from inside and Yan Jingze appeared, dressed in formal attire.
Seeing the visitor, Yan Jingze’s eyes narrowed slightly but quickly returned to their normal state.
The flustered secretary stammered, “Manager Yan, this man…”
“It’s okay, he’s a friend.” Yan Jingze stepped out of his office, suggesting, “Let’s talk on the rooftop.”
Jiang Junhao clenched his fist tightly by his side, consumed by anger. He wanted to kill the person in front of him right now, but it was directly related to Wen Yichuan, so he forcefully suppressed his rage. Taking a deep breath, he followed the person and walked towards the nearby rooftop.
Closing the rooftop door gently, Yan Jingze glanced at a corner not far away, then turned around with a smile and walked towards Jiang Junhao. “When did Officer Jiang…” Before he could finish his sentence, Yan Jingze felt a shadow approaching him.
Having anticipated Jiang Junhao’s animosity, Yan Jingze deftly blocked the punch aimed at him.
“Yan Jingze, I must have been blind to introduce someone as despicable as you to Yichuan!” Jiang Junhao roared. “You not only stole everything from him, but you also dared to lay a hand on him in that manner!”
Every time he thought of that naive young man, of his disheveled appearance, of the vulnerability he had never seen before, Jiang Junhao’s heart ached immeasurably.
His Yichuan, his Yichuan, was ruined because of this man.
Hearing these accusations, Yan Jingze’s innocent expression faded. Staring intently at Jiang Junhao, he said mockingly, “Officer Jiang, are you feeling sorry for yourself or for Yichuan?”
I’m sure there is a phrase somewhere out there that helps to perfectly describe this situation. Maybe something to do with spiders and all that?
Either way, 10/10 TFTC and please continue updating this story!
Ah, I love the MC so much. Hahhaha I rlly love when everyone thinks the MC is pitiful hahahha.
Hoping for much more abuse soon~
Why cant jj feel sorry for both yichuan and himself? I kno I do. Yj is kinda dumb in that area lol.
ty for the translation
A scum will always be a scum.