I'm ready to be picked

Unfortunately, Song Shuyang's easygoing life lasted less than two months before he faced the first big challenge of the semester - a major creative project.

The assignment seemed simple enough, which was to write a complete business plan, but when I actually started doing it, I found that I had no ideas at all.

The first thing Song Shuyang thought of was Jin Zhou’s bar.

It wasn't that he really thought he had the ability to write a plan for Jin Zhou that was worth considering. He simply thought Jiang Ying should have a ready-made plan and he could just copy it. So as soon as he received the task on Monday afternoon, he went to the new Helios Bar, which was almost finished being renovated, with his laptop.

While Jin Zhou was discussing the details of the door installation with the master at the door, Song Shuyang ran directly to the office on the second floor to find Jiang Ying and said to her kindly, "Sister, I beg you, just send me a plan. I will definitely not copy it, I will modify it."

Jiang Ying said earnestly, "Yangzi, how could I have made you think I was someone who would write such nonsense?"

"Our entrepreneurship teacher said everyone should write this before starting a business."

"I have a question. Has your Dachuang teacher ever started his own business?"

“…”That makes a lot of sense.

Song Shuyang recalled what he had learned in his entrepreneurship course: Chapter 1, the definition of entrepreneurship, Chapter 2, the necessity of entrepreneurship, and Chapter 3, the basic principles of entrepreneurship...

He said with a bitter face: "How do I write it then?"

Jiang Ying pointed out a clear path for him. "Why don't you ask your husband directly instead of asking me about this kind of thing? Really, Jin Zhou is a Chinese major in college, so he can help you polish it."

Song Shuyang was even more bitter and resentful, "I just came to beg you because I don't want to beg him."

"You've actually accepted the title of husband so naturally. I can't even imagine how far you two have progressed."

"Can't we not set such boring language traps when we are talking about serious business?" Song Shuyang's face fell.

"Alright, alright," Jiang Ying waved her hand apologetically. "Just write out a rough outline first, and I'll see if I can help you add some content."

He instantly smiled again, "Sister Ying, you are the best."

Jiang Ying watched his slender fingers clacking away at the words, and the more she savored the experience, the more excited she became. She hissed, "I've noticed you're really good at acting like a spoiled child. No wonder Old Jin couldn't handle it. If you have time, give me some training. I want to act like a spoiled child to my wife, too."

"No," Song Shuyang turned around, a look of awkwardness written all over his face, "Where did I act like a spoiled child? Why are you all saying that?"

Jiang Ying observed and concluded, "You've really been spoiled by Old Jin since you were little. You won't be able to become a master without two or three years of study."

"Can we talk about something more nutritious?"

"Sure," Jiang Ying said with a sly smile, bringing the subject back to where she was. "So, how far along are you and Old Jin?"

Song Shuyang slammed his head on the computer keyboard.

Jiang Ying was afraid that if she teased him too much, the man named Jin would hold a grudge against her, so she didn't dare to ask any more questions. She just sat aside and watched Song Shuyang make the PPT quietly.

Although she had no feelings for males, everyone had an appreciation for beauty. She still remembered the first time she saw Song Shuyang at the bar. She'd thought that the brother who had driven Jin Zhou crazy was no better than him. He was indeed handsome, but too immature, like a child who hadn't grown up. It was hard to imagine that this was the same person as the beautiful boy in front of her, with a touch of lust in his eyes and eyebrows. In just two months, he had matured as if by malicious force. Even when he was sitting there working diligently, he was constantly giving off the signal that he was ready to be picked.

It’s easy to guess who did this.

She was really curious, "Yangzi, you've stayed overnight at Old Jin's house so many times, didn't he take advantage of the opportunity to do something?"

Song Shuyang was in the zone when studying and basically answered whatever was asked. "No, he's very innocent."

Jiang Ying felt that the way he described Jin Zhou with those two words was no different from a joke. She smiled coldly and said, "That's good."

She was too lazy to remind him any more. She guessed that even if Jin Zhou really found a small room and locked him in it and didn't allow anyone to see him, he would still think: This is my brother protecting me.

"Since you have time to play with the kids here, why don't you come down and help?" Jin Zhou came in to get something and happened to pass by Jiang Ying.

Song Shuyang immediately raised his head and said angrily: "Who is the child? I tell you, there are zero children in this room, only two mature people and a dog."

Jin Zhou took his things and left, saying without looking back: "This is the first time I've seen someone beat around the bush and call himself a dog."

Song Shuyang gnashed his teeth in hatred as he watched him from behind. He turned to Jiang Ying and asked, "I've always suspected that Jin Zhou's claim of liking me was a setup by the two of you. Do you treat someone you like like this?"

Jiang Ying just smiled and said nothing.

How can I let you down your guard if I don’t do this, little fool?

"I suggest you eat more of your favorite spicy food now," she advised sincerely.

Song Shuyang was confused by what she said, but he felt that it was not a good thing, so he ignored her.

By seven o'clock in the evening, Song Shuyang had already sorted out the rough framework of the PPT and sent it to Jiang Ying, asking her to look at it and add some content.

Jiang Ying directly betrayed her teammates and reported it to Jin Zhou, "Yangzi asked me to help him with his homework. Remember to give me the reward in cash."

"What to write?" He glanced at the PPT. "Is it enough for a meal?"

"One meal? At least three meals."

Jin Zhou readily agreed, then turned around and asked Song Shuyang, "Why don't you ask your brother to help you write it?"

Song Shuyang laughed and said, "Isn't this because I'm afraid you'll be busy?"

Xiaobai was out with her friends today, and Jiang Ying wasn't in the mood for a fancy meal. So the three of them found a random, fly-in-the-wall restaurant. As they sat down, Jiang Ying suddenly remembered something. "Do you know who got arrested?"

She gave her name and was considered a big shot in the local area.

Song Shuyang asked curiously, "Why? For money?"

"I don't know. I just heard it from people in the circle, but do you know what his other identity is?"

She covered her mouth with her hand and lowered her voice very low, "He is the one who is related to Han Zhuqing."

Song Shuyang subconsciously glanced at Jin Zhou and saw him sipping his tea calmly, as if he was staying out of the matter.

This couldn't possibly be his doing, could it?

Song Shuyang licked his dry lips and asked, "Did Han offend someone?"

"That won't implicate the higher-ups. How big of a grudge would it take to chase and kill them?" Jiang Ying narrowed her eyes and smiled. "Don't you agree, Old Jin?"

Jin Zhou is a person of the truth type, "Indeed."

Jiang Ying played with the teacup in her hand. "Han Zhuqing will have to keep a low profile from now on. This guy is the same. He's been bullying the industry for years, relying on his power. The line of people who dislike him stretches from here to the next street."

Honestly, if Jiang Ying hadn't mentioned it, Song Shuyang would have almost forgotten their past. He only remembered the good things, not the bad, and with Jin Zhou's frequent jokes to desensitize him, that night didn't leave a deep psychological scar on him. Now, all he remembered were those calm yet frantic eyes, the frantic heartbeat, and the soft touch of his lips.

Jin Zhou's timing of confession was perfect, like a gust of wind blowing away the dark clouds.

But he was still happy to hear that the wicked got their comeuppance, and he spat, "Serves them right!"

The air was dry in autumn. Song Shuyang woke up in the middle of the night because of thirst. He got up and went out in a daze to find some water. When he opened the door, he saw a man sitting on the sofa with a green face. He was instantly awakened by the shock.

"Damn, you scared me to death. Why aren't you sleeping so late at night?"

Jin Zhou placed his notebook on his lap and was typing intently, "I can't sleep, so I'll help you with your homework."

"No need to rush. This assignment is not due until the week after next."

"Come and sit with me for a while." Jin Zhou patted the empty seat next to him.

"Oh." Song Shuyang drank a large glass of water, climbed onto the sofa and burrowed into his blanket. He couldn't help but gently kick his feet, enjoying the soft touch of his toes rubbing against the fur. Perhaps because the blanket was too comfortable, his heart also softened a little, and he couldn't help but put his ankle on his leg.

Jin Zhou reached into the blanket and grabbed his feet. "Why are your feet still cold after sleeping all night?"

"Maybe I'm a little weak." Song Shuyang said absentmindedly.

"Put it here, I'll keep it warm for you."

Jin Zhou closed the computer with his other hand and put it back on the coffee table, concentrating on covering his feet.

The two people's bodies were pressed closely together.

Jin Zhou lowered his eyes, "Song Shuyang, don't always ask others to do things for you in the future. You can't just say 'please' to others."

"oh."

It's always unpleasant to be lectured by others. Even though his tone was very gentle, Song Shuyang still curled his lips.

Jin Zhou continued, "It doesn't matter how you act like a spoiled child in front of me, but you can't bring this habit to others. Jiang Ying only accepts your behavior because she treats you like a younger brother, but if it's someone else, you'll only cause trouble to others."

Song Shuyang seemed to have understood a little bit and said in a low voice, "I will change it in the future."

Jin Zhou sighed, "I want you to learn to be independent, but I don't want you to be too independent and stop acting like a spoiled brat. What should I do? Am I so conflicted?"

"Then I will only be with you..." His voice became softer and softer, and the last two words were completely silent.

Jin Zhou lowered his head and rested his forehead against his, "As long as it's what you need, I can do anything. Even if I don't know anything, I can learn it for you. Don't look for anyone else, okay, Zaizi? Just look for me. I can't stand you acting like a spoiled child with others. It makes me feel uncomfortable and jealous..."

"Jin Zhou..." Song Shuyang called his name softly, pulling him back from the brink of dementia.

Jin Zhou pulled the blanket higher, and in the invisible space, he reached into his pajamas and hugged his waist tightly, his fingertips lingering on his waist and abdomen, causing waves of tremors.

Song Shuyang was extremely ticklish to begin with, and she twisted and turned in his arms, begging for mercy with kind words: "Stop it, Jin Zhou, I won't look for anyone else in the future."

"Well, good boy," Jin Zhou leaned over and kissed him on the lips, "Go back to your room and sleep, you have classes tomorrow."

As soon as his arm loosened, Song Shuyang ran away without even wearing shoes.