Chapter 32 The Bitter Flesh Scheme

You Xingye was led into a room, which was clean and tidy, filled with Ling Wei's presence.

The desk was neatly stacked with professional books and documents, and several potted plants were growing on the windowsill.

Yu Xingye's gaze swept over the bookshelf, and his heart skipped a beat.

On the most prominent shelf, all his albums since his debut are neatly arranged, including some limited edition singles, all preserved as if they were brand new.

Seeing these albums, guilt and heartache overwhelmed him once again like a tsunami.

He turned abruptly, pulling Ling Wei into a tight embrace, his chin resting on the top of her soft hair, his voice trembling: "Weiwei...you...I...I'm sorry...I'm so sorry..."

After watching that video, he finally understood why she reacted so strongly when he pulled her into the water at the poolside that time.

His once self-righteous tenderness and protection of Xu Ziqi have now turned into the sharpest boomerang, piercing his heart and leaving it bleeding.

He was too ashamed to beg for her forgiveness any longer, and even less ashamed to say, "Let's be together."

Ling Wei gently wriggled in his arms, took out her phone and typed: [Sorry? Was that on her behalf?]

"Of course not!!" Yu Xingye hurriedly explained, but was choked by overwhelming emotions. "I have nothing to do with her anymore! I just..."

He took a deep breath. He was already very emotional when he made music, and the tears he had just managed to suppress surged up again. He covered his eyes with his hands in a disheveled manner, not wanting his beloved to see him like this.

"I just didn't know how to face you back then..."

The man leaned against the cold wall, covering his eyes, as he poured out his inner torment, his appearance both broken and moving.

Little did she know that Ling Wei was so engrossed in his rosy lips that she didn't hear a single word he said.

[What are you saying with your little mouth? You want a kiss.]

[Mmm, that was such a powerful cry, I want to *^_^*]

system:……

You seem to have revealed some outrageous fetish?

Ling Wei lived up to expectations and went straight for him, silencing all his words.

Yu Xingye subconsciously moved his hand away from his eyes.

He looked up in astonishment, his eyes brimming with tears, but his body reacted instinctively.

He gently cupped the girl's neck with his large hand, not daring to use force, and softly returned the kiss.

When the kiss ended, Yu Xingye was slightly out of breath, his voice hoarse and softly nasal as he gently called out, "...Baby?"

His appearance gives off a feeling that makes you want to bully him.

Ling Wei remained expressionless, led him to the bedside, and pressed him down to sit.

You Xingye had a wonderful guess in his heart. He obediently sat down and looked up at her.

Ling Wei typed on her phone and showed it to him: "Did you make those people, including Xu Qian, apologize online?"

Yu Xingye nodded.

Ling Wei then asked, "Will Xu Ziqi... still become your sister-in-law?"

You Xingye's voice was resolute, his eyes filled with unwavering determination: "Absolutely impossible! Never in this lifetime!"

Ling Wei smiled with satisfaction. "Hmm, good job, deserves a reward."

She reached out and gently pushed Yu Xingye's shoulder.

The other person offered no resistance and obediently lay down in the soft bedding.

Enveloped by the aura of his beloved, You Xingye felt his heart burning, his blood boiling, and waves of dizzying joy washing over him.

He held his hands to his sides in a gesture of surrender, his cheeks flushed, his thin lips slightly parted as he breathed heavily, and called out again in a hoarse voice, "Baby..."

Ling Wei knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed and slowly leaned closer.

The person beneath him seemed to sense something, closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembled slightly, and he adopted a posture of complete submissiveness.

Their breaths mingled, their lips drew closer and closer, and Ling Wei could even clearly feel his hot breath on her lips...

"Weiwei! Has your friend had breakfast yet? Mom wants me to..."

Just then, the door creaked open without warning.

Ling Yang's carefree voice came to an abrupt halt.

Ling Wei suddenly sprang to her feet.

Yu Xingye tried to sit up, but suddenly felt a strong wave of dizziness and weakness. His body went limp and he fell heavily back onto the bed.

Ling Yang, his face dark, rushed forward and touched You Xingye's forehead; it was frighteningly hot.

"Tsk!" he said meaningfully, "It's really on fire!"

With a sour face, Ling Yang roughly grabbed You Xingye's half-damp coat and stuffed it into the laundry basket.

At this moment, You Xingye was wearing Ling Yang's pajamas and lying weakly on the bed in the guest room.

He forced himself to stay awake and weakly thanked Ling Yang, who stood at the foot of the bed with a dark expression, saying, "Thank you... brother."

She then turned to Ling's mother, who had brought in water, and Ling's father, who was standing at the door, looking apologetic: "I'm sorry, Uncle and Aunt, I've caused you trouble..."

"Who's your brother!" Ling Yang remained silent, grinding his teeth, feeling extremely displeased.

Holding the thermometer, Ling's mother exclaimed in surprise, "My God! 39.2 degrees Celsius! Why didn't you tell me you had such a high fever sooner, child!"

Ling Yang stood to the side with his arms crossed, gave a cold snort, and muttered under his breath, "A self-inflicted injury ploy, huh..."

Didn't that work? Look at his sister's worried expression, circling around the patient.

Don't think he knows. This kid and that Xu girl were childhood sweethearts, and he even wrote so many songs for her! They've already made an enemy of each other, and he still wants to be his brother-in-law?! Dream on!

Ling Wei walked over with water and pills, intending to feed them to You Xingye.

Ling Yang snatched the water glass and medicine with lightning speed: "I'll do it!" He didn't want his sister to feed this brat!

Ling Wei glared at him helplessly. Then she turned to her parents and, with a serious and solemn expression, clearly expressed in sign language: "Dad, Mom, he's my boyfriend."

Ling Yang, who was feeding water to You Xingye, accidentally spilled all the water on the other's nose!

Yu Hoshino: ......

Ling Wei: ......

His piercing gaze locked onto Ling Yang once again.

You Xingye frantically struggled off the bed, ignoring the water stains on his nose, and bowed deeply to Mr. and Mrs. Ling at a perfect ninety-degree angle: "Uncle and Aunt! I'm so sorry to meet you in such a disheveled state! It's all my fault!"

"Oh dear, lie down quickly! The ground is cold!" Ling's mother rushed forward to try to pull him up, but she couldn't move him.

You Xingye maintained his bowing posture, his voice weak yet exceptionally clear and firm: "Uncle and Aunt! I really like Ling Wei! I like her very, very much! I promise you, I will never let anyone hurt her in the slightest again! I will protect her and cherish her with my life! Please entrust Weiwei to me with peace of mind!"

Anyone who didn't know better would think he was reciting wedding vows.

Ling's father's expression was complicated.

He knew more about the You family's background, and his wife and daughter clearly favored this young man.

Vivi is his fan, so it's not surprising that she's fallen for him.

But how long has this guy been here? And he's already got his wife glaring at him and telling him "that's enough"? That's quite something...

He sighed helplessly, his tone softening: "Alright, lie back down and rest, the ground is cold."

He turned to Ling Wei: "Weiwei, come with me to the study."

Ling Wei followed her parents to the study.

Ling Yang wanted to follow, but his mother stopped him with a look: "Yang Yang, you stay here and take care of Xiao You."

Ling Yang: "......" Isn't his opinion an opinion?! He's going to cause trouble!! So he stomped back into his chair angrily, crossed his arms, glanced sideways at You Xingye on the bed, and his face was full of "displeasure".

Only two men remained in the room.

After a few seconds of silence, Ling Yang spoke first, his tone unfriendly: "Aren't your family and that Xu family old friends? You have a very good relationship?"

Yu Xingye leaned against the headboard, weak but with clear and honest eyes: "It used to be. But it's not anymore. They let Xu Ziqi hurt Weiwei like that and even tried to cover it up. The relationship between the two families is over. Weiwei is my bottom line."

Ling Yang raised an eyebrow, his gaze scrutinizing: "You think you can make that decision?"

You Xingye smiled slightly, with an undeniable confidence: "My brother is in charge of the family now. And on this matter, his attitude is completely in line with mine."

The two men also started talking in the room.