Entering the car, Chang Min sat in the passenger seat, Shao Yuhan took the driver seat, while Song Mu sat in the back. They buckled up before Shao Yuhan started driving back to their house.
Song Mu stayed quiet in the back, anxiously playing with the buckle as he did not know what to say. Chang Min reached for the radio, getting ready to turn on some music, when his phone rang.
He pulled it out, accepting the call as he turned on Bluetooth, which connected to the car.
“Hey,” the sudden loud voice caused Song Mu to jump, “are you coming home? I want some ice cream.”
“Yao Wen,” Shao Yuhan happily spoke his name before his tone changed to an indifferent one, “you don’t deserve ice cream for choosing dick over friendship.”
Song Mu choked on his spit once he heard those words slip from Shao Yuhan’s mouth. Chang Min laughed, “I will get you ice cream, Yao Wen.”
Hand tightening on the wheel, Shao Yuhan glared at the windshield since he currently cannot look at Chang Min. “I am the one driving, don’t forget that.”
“Oh, come one,” Yao Wen groaned before his tone changed to a cute one, “please, Shao Yuhan. I promise to choose you over Xian Bo the next few times.”
“Oh, hell no.” Another voice, sounding like Xian Bo, entered the conversation. “Shao Yuhan can stop complaining like a bi—”
A slap resonated over the phone call, causing Xian Bo’s voice to become silent. Song Mu started to wonder if he should continue with Shao Yuhan and Chang Min to their house because the others sounded unhinged.
“Did you slap Xian Bo?” Chang Min asked the obvious question.
“If that is true, I will get you ice cream.” Shao Yuhan continued the essential part of the conversation.
“Yes.” Yao Wen responded, not emphasizing who he answered. Chang Min and Shao Yuhan took it as both of theirs.
“An ice cream stop it is.” Shao Yuhan muttered.
Before anyone could get another word in, they heard a door slam on the other end as someone walked in. “WenWen, Daddy Ye is abusing me.” They could hear the fake tears in Yao Zhihao’s voice.
“Shut up.” Ye Xun’s voice entered right after. “Are you on the phone with Chang Min? Let me see the phone.”
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“Chang Min, I got you a gift.” Ye Xun spoke, his voice sounding flirtatious and seductive. It wasn’t intentional, but Ye Xun became sexier somehow. And it has been driving Chang Min crazy for a few months now.
“Oh no, that means we all need to wear earplugs tonight.” Yao Zhihao groaned, only for the sound of someone falling to resonate over the phone.
“Hold back on the gift,” Chang Min leaned closer to the air vent in the car, trying to cool himself down. “Me and Shao Yuhan are bringing someone over to talk with all of you.”
“More like you are bringing someone over.” Shao Yuhan muttered, pulling into the parking lot of the grocery store.
Ignoring him, Chang Min glanced back at Song Mu, who looked ready to disappear. Ah, I think we are scaring him already. He thought.
“Oh, new blood!” Xian Bo clapped.
After hearing those words, Song Mu started sweating. Is he going to enter his doom soon?
Chang Min saw Song Mu sweating. “Xian Bo,” he scolded, “can you please not start?”
“Xian Bo’s whole self is a start.” Shao Yuhan rolled his eyes. He parked the car, leaning back in his seat as he did not get out yet. “What ice cream do you want, Yao Wen?”
“Any flavor is good. I am not a finicky person.” Xian Bo responded, grabbing the phone back from Ye Xun. The phone was on speaker, but Yao Wen wanted his cellphone back from Ye Xun.
“I can tell.” Shao Yuhan secretly threw shade at Xian Bo.
“Honey,” Xian Bo started, instantly knowing Shao Yuhan was talking shit about them, “I dare you to say it to my face.”
“If you fight, I will kick you out.” Ye Xun mentioned before walking off.
“Everyone, let’s remain calm. I have the person in the car with me, and all of you are scaring him.” Chang Min tried reasoning. “I am hanging up. We will be there soon with the ice cream.”
“And person.” Shao Yuhan added, making it sound like a kidnapping.
The others said goodbye before Chang Min ended the call. He pocketed his phone, looking back as he gave Song Mu an apologetic expression, “I am sorry, Song Mu. I swear they are mature people.”
“Ha!” Shao Yuhan laughed hard, acting as if Chang Min told the funniest joke. Chang Min ignored him.
Song Mu nodded, even though he was seconds away from rethinking his decision.
They finally made it to the house, which Song Mu looked amazed at. And it was saying something because he has been around mansions before, even entering and working in one. But, this is entirely different.
It was grand and beautiful. And the opening black gate held two words on it: Ye. And once the words clicked with him, Song Mu started freaking out for real.
“Omg! It did not hit me before, but is that ‘Ye’ the powerful Ye family? Like, as in Ye Xun?” Song Mu quickly started.
Chang Min nodded, not seeing the storm happening with Song Mu. “Yeah, he is my boyfriend.”
Omg. Omg. Omg! Song Mu felt overheated, almost like he was going to pass out. He picked up his shaky finger, pointing it at Shao Yuhan, “So, that means you are the famous phantom assistant? The best assistant around, but no one has seen your face before.”
Shao Yuhan shrugged. “I guess. I only stay hidden because the scar on my cheek makes me look like a bodyguard rather than an assistant.”
Song Mu forgot how to breathe. Chang Min, finally noticing Song Mu’s reaction, gave a concerned frown, “Are you okay?”
It took a few seconds, but Song Mu found his voice and air. “This is huge. If I ever told people I met Ye Xun, they would say I am lying. And I met many famous people before, but this is different.”
“How?” Chang Min questioned, not understanding. For a year and a few months now, people acted crazy when meeting Ye Xun. He could not understand everyone’s reaction.
“Don’t answer it. Chang Min will never understand. He knew Ye Xun since they were children, so he doesn’t get why people get so excited and weird at meeting Ye Xun.” Shao Yuhan pointed out as he drove to the vast garage.
The garage automatically opened as he got near it, making it easier to smoothly drive the car inside. He parked near the other flashy cars inside, turning it off as he unbuckled himself. “Ready to get this show on the road?” Shao Yuhan shut down any conversation.
Song Mu nodded, still freaking out over where he was. People would literally kill to step into Ye Xun’s house, and he simply got in because he asked Chang Min for help. It is mind-blowing to him.
They stepped out of the car, entering the house as Chang Min and Shao Yuhan walked towards the living room with Song Mu following them.
Once they entered, they saw everyone sitting on the couches, watching TV. Shao Yuhan walked over to Yao Wen, who laid on Xian Bo, throwing the bag with the ice cream inside at him.
“Hey!” Yao Wen complained as the bag hit his stomach. He grabbed the bag, opening it as he pulled out a tub of banana nut ice cream. “Thanks.”
Shao Yuhan hummed before lying across Yao Zhihao, who happily took him in his arms.
Chang Min made his way to Ye Xun, who had Coffee and Cream resting in his lap. Chang Min took Coffee, cuddling with the cat rather than Ye Xun, who looked ready to complain about his choice. Leaning over, Chang Min kissed his cheek to end the incoming argument before it started.
Song Mu stood there, looking at everyone as he did not know what to do. Chang Min glanced towards Song Mu, almost forgetting him once he had Coffee in his arms. “Come sit.” He beckoned.
Walking towards an empty spot, Song Mu sat down with a stiff body. He looked down, playing with his fingers.
Xian Bo, finally taking a look at the man, gasped. “Please tell me he came for fashion advice because I would rather die than walk out dressed like that.”
Another slap sounded in the room as Yao Wen hit Xian Bo’s leg, “Play nice.” He muttered.
“I brought him here because he needs help catching his crush’s attention. He came to me for love advice, but I thought hearing other pieces of advice from all of you would help too.” Chang Min explained.
Silence filled the room as everyone surveyed Song Mu, making the man feel a bit self-conscious. Ye Xun leaned back, crossing his legs as his narrowed eyes looked fierce and intimidating.
“Tell us about yourself and your crush.”
Song Mu jumped a bit, feeling like a bug under a magnifying glass. He slowly swallowed before opening his mouth to respond.
Really sounds like a kidnapping… poor Song Mu got kidnapped to be fed dog food 😅
If this works, Ye Xun might find a way to turn it into another business 😄