Chapter 38

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How can this be taken for granted?

Gao Fengming was dumbfounded, thinking that there was something wrong with what his elder brother said, but he didn't know how to refute it for a moment.

He could only force out a sentence in his impoverished brain: "How could it be him..."

"Why not him?" Gao Bochong was rarely so patient. "Zhizhi is beautiful and has a good personality. Anyone with good taste would want to marry her."

His praise made Wang Zhi feel a little embarrassed, and he leaned silently towards Gao Bochong.

Not only does it give money, it also provides emotional value.

What kind of five-good sponsor is this!

Gao Bochong didn't know that Wang Zhi had given him an award in his heart. He only knew that his young fiancée suddenly leaned over to him. Unfortunately, the armrest of the chair blocked his view and he couldn't hug her directly. Gao Bochong glanced at the black walnut chair that he had used for many years and could only squeeze Wang Zhi's hand regretfully.

Then his tone darkened and he looked at Gao Fengming: "Or do you think that I am eight years older than Zhizhi and too old to be worthy of him?"

Gao Fengming was stunned.

Big Brother... How could Big Brother think of me like this? How could I possibly think Big Brother wasn't good enough for Wang Zhi?!

Gao Fengming stammered: "I...I didn't mean that..."

Gao Bochong then said, "If that's not what you meant, then don't mention it again."

Gao Fengming was as if he had been pardoned: "Yes, big brother."

Think about it, it's not right.

Wasn't he asking if his elder brother had cheated on him?

But Gao Bochong had already skipped over this topic. The servants came in one after another and brought the food. Gao Fengming missed the opportunity and could only keep quiet.

Gao Bochong glanced at him, then personally poured a glass of wine for Wang Zhi. He also raised his own glass and said, "It's rare for our family to get together. Fengming, you and Zhizhi were in a relationship before, but that's in the past. When you go to the United States and manage the company on your own, don't act like a child again."

Gao Fengming remained silent, thinking that his elder brother was talking without any concern. There were so many beauties to choose from, so why did he have to compete with him for Wang Zhi?

It's really too much.

Gao Fengming's eyes were red, he couldn't accept it. He put the wine glass beside him and had no intention of raising it.

Gao Bochong saw what he was thinking and said calmly, "I will transfer the American company to your name."

Gao Fengming heard this and no longer cared about being angry. He suddenly raised his head and said, "Brother, are you serious?"

The American company has nothing to do with any of the Gao family's industries. It was founded by Gao Bochong with the help of angel funds when he was in college. Once it was listed, it became extremely popular. Dozens of companies offered to acquire it, but Gao Bochong rejected all of them. To this day, it still earns Gao Bochong considerable profits every year.

Gao Fengming hadn't expected his elder brother to be so willing to give him such a company, but Gao Bochong didn't mind. "I founded this company single-handedly. It didn't use any of the Gao family's or my mother's assets. I can do whatever I want with it. You're out here alone, and I won't be able to take care of you in the future. Consider this as compensation."

……compensate?

Gao Fengming thought in a daze.

This sentence is so familiar. It seems that when my eldest brother wanted me to break up with Wang Zhi and marry into the Ye family, he also told me that he would compensate Wang Zhi.

The original compensation plan was that the eldest brother would marry Wang Zhi himself.

Gao Fengming vaguely felt that he had fallen into a trap, but in the face of Gao Bochong's compensation, he could not say a word.

His face changed several times as he looked at Gao Bochong and Wang Zhi. Finally, his gaze stopped on Wang Zhi's face. He suddenly remembered the first time they met. It was after the banquet. A few young masters of the group rented a private room to play cards. He drank too much and felt stuffy in the room. Just as he was about to leave, the door of the room was opened.

The wind blew in, instantly diluting the atmosphere of money, sex and wine in the room. Gao Fengming subconsciously looked over and saw Wang Zhi standing at the door.

He was wearing a white shirt, without a trace of makeup on his body. His white face was as clean as moonlight. He stood there slender and tall against the light, with the corners of his mouth raised just slightly, looking very obedient, but his eyes were cold, like a bright moon that was distant yet within reach.

And now, the bright moon was finally picked up by the hand at the highest point.

Falling into his arms before seemed like a dream.

Gao Fengming raised his glass in a trance, vaguely feeling that he seemed to have missed something forever.

The dishes were plentiful, but Gao Fengming couldn't eat them. After toasting, he found an excuse to leave with a pale face.

Wang Zhi felt a little awkward holding his chopsticks. Gao Bochong beside him suddenly picked up a piece of fish belly for him and asked, "Is it not to your taste?"

"No." Wang Zhi ate the fish slowly, his eyes wandering. "I just feel... I don't have much appetite."

He seems like a two-timing bad guy.

……well.

Even though he didn't like Gao Fengming, he understood that this relationship was just a consensual one, and Gao Fengming wasn't good to him either. He ignored him every day, and only liked him perfunctorily when he remembered him. He also went on blind dates behind his back, and only chose him after the blind dates failed...

Thinking about it this way, it was only natural for me to kick him.

Wang Zhi's eyes flickered, like hidden stars. Gao Bochong picked up food for him again, but he was absent-minded and ate whatever Gao Bochong picked up. Gao Bochong estimated that Wang Zhi was about 80% full, so he stopped picking up food for him. Wang Zhi didn't notice it. His chopsticks scratched his plate, and when he finished eating nothing, he realized that Gao Bochong was looking at him.

Damn, I forgot the sponsor.

Wang Zhi reflected deeply on how he could be so immersed in his own emotional world that he completely forgot about the existence of the financial sponsor.

Wang Zhi quickly picked up a piece of pork ribs for Gao Bochong, and then smiled ingratiatingly: "Brother, you eat it."

The pork ribs had been sitting there for so long that they had become a little cold and hard. When they were eaten, they didn't taste the best, but Gao Bochong still ate them.

Wang Zhi said, "This one seems to have osmanthus in it, and it's very sweet."

It’s sweet.

Gao Bo Chongxiang.

Wang Zhi added, "Brother, your chef is amazing. Every dish he makes is delicious."

Gao Bochong said calmly, "Let him cook whatever you want to eat in the future."

Wang Zhi smiled and said, "Thank you, big brother."

The autumn wind was cool, and the osmanthus flowers planted in the yard were in bloom. The fragrance of the flowers accompanied by the cold wind blew into the hall. The crystal chandelier above his head swayed slightly, and the shadow of the light was like ripples in the water. Wang Zhi's eyes were dark, and seemed to be immersed in the water, wet, like a deer, but much more focused and affectionate than a deer.

Gao Bochong suddenly felt that the sweetness just now did not come from the osmanthus, but came directly from Wang Zhi's mouth.

He didn't say anything, just looked at Wang Zhi. Wang Zhi felt a little awkward when he was looked at like that. He wanted to turn his eyes away, but then he thought of their relationship. So he forced himself to raise his head and smiled at Gao Bo Chong.

His smile was so sweet, so sweet that it was deadly.

Gao Bochong finally withdrew his gaze, lowered his head and took a sip of cold tea: "Have you finished eating? I'll take you to see something."

Wang Zhi quickly put down his chopsticks and said, "I'm done eating."

Gao Bochong paused and said, "After we get married, this will be your home too. You don't have to act like a guest in your own home."

Wang Zhi blinked and said after a while, "Okay."

Isn’t Gao Bochong speaking so nicely now?

He is no longer the same person as before.

Wang Zhi was a little suspicious, but because there was nothing on him that could be coveted and exploited, he felt relieved.

He followed Gao Bochong and took the elevator down to the basement floor. As soon as the door opened, Wang Zhi exclaimed "Wow".

So many cars!

Each one looks expensive.

Gao Bochong said: "There is another layer above for the cars I drive every day. This layer is all my personal collection."

Wang Zhi praised them and said, "They are all so beautiful."

But I was wondering why Gao Bo Chong brought me to the garage. He couldn't be showing off how many cars he had, right?

Gao Bochong smiled slightly: "Is there anyone you like?"

Of course, I like every one of them!

Wang Zhi said calmly, "I don't know much about cars. I prefer collecting butterfly specimens."

In fact, he only has one butterfly specimen, which was a gift he received when he was in elementary school.

But for someone like Wang Zhi, saying that he likes luxury cars sounds materialistic, but saying that he likes collecting butterflies seems stylish and artistic. The key is that collecting butterfly specimens doesn't cost much.

Gao Bochong asked, "Do you like butterflies?"

Wang Zhi said elegantly, "Yes."

Gao Bochong looked at him thoughtfully, then suddenly asked, "Do you prefer one made of pure gold, or one made of gemstones?"

Wang Zhi almost couldn't hold it in.

How could Gao Bochong understand him so well?

Thinking of himself holding a bunch of heavy, golden butterflies, Wang Zhi couldn't help wanting to laugh. He bit the soft flesh on his cheek to hold it back, and put on a nonchalant expression: "Brother, you really know how to joke."

Please ask Gao Bo Chong to see through his duplicity!

Gao Bochong saw what he meant and teased him deliberately: "If you don't like it, forget it."

Wang Zhi's face fell, and he pursed his lips before saying coldly, "Yeah."

Gao Bochong laughed suddenly.

Laughing ass.

Wang Zhi thought to himself.

Why is Gao Bochong so boring?

He deliberately walked slower, unhappy, and fell behind Gao Bochong, not walking shoulder to shoulder with him. Gao Bochong seemed not to notice and continued to move forward. However, because of his long legs, he left Wang Zhi far behind with every step he took. Wang Zhi hesitated for a while, and when he saw Gao Bochong was about to disappear from his sight, he hurried to catch up.

Gao’s garage is too big!

Fortunately, Gao Bochong in front finally stopped, looked back at him and said, "Come and take a look."

Wang Zhi pretended to be reserved: "What? I'm not interested in ordinary cars..."

Before he finished speaking, Gao Bochong had already turned on the light.

On the walls on both sides of the basement, rows of lights gradually lit up, illuminating the two cars in the deepest part. One was the super cool black luxury supercar that Gao Bocong drove during the last race, and the other was of the same model, with the same cool streamlined body, but the color was changed to a more dazzling silver-white.

Wang Zhi's eyes just looked up for a moment, and he was involuntarily attracted to walk over, but he stopped with restraint a few steps away from the car.

He thought he fell in love at first sight.

How can there be such a beautiful car in this world?

Wang Zhi's heart beat faster and he felt the taste of love. He looked at the car and couldn't take his eyes off it.

Gao Bochong next to him asked, "Do you like it?"

Wang Zhi couldn't bear to look away and said perfunctorily, "I like it."

Seeing him turning his head away in such a distracted manner, Gao Bo Chong couldn't help but touch his snow-white neck. Wang Zhi felt a little itchy when he touched her, and wondered why he touched her every day. Didn't he say that he would touch her only after they got married?

Wang Zhigang wanted to criticize Gao Bochong righteously: "Mr. Gao, I think you are really..."

"This car is specially prepared for you." said Gao Bochong.

The words of criticism were stuck all of a sudden, and Wang Zhi's brain also fell into a state of freezing.

After a long while, he asked in disbelief, "Is this car for me?"

Gao Bochong said, "Yes."

Then he deliberately asked, "What did you say happened to me?"

Wang Zhi felt like he was dreaming——

But even in his dreams, he didn't dare to imagine that he owned such a car.

He said dazedly, "I think you're really handsome and thoughtful... Is this really for me?"

Gao Bochong sensed his distrust and couldn't help wanting to sneer, thinking that Wang Zhi couldn't even bear such a small thing. But when he looked into Wang Zhi's eyes, his tone inexplicably became gentle: "Have I ever lied to you?"

It seems not.

So, such an expensive car is really his?!

The immoral feeling she had just had when facing Gao Fengming disappeared in an instant, and Wang Zhi's mind was full of thoughts that marrying Gao Bo Chong was really worth it!

As soon as he was happy, his sense of service surged out again. He threw himself into Gao Bochong's arms, hugged his neck warmly and said, "Brother, you are so good to me."

After thinking for a while, she gave Gao Bochong a gentle kiss on the cheek, and then she couldn't wait to let Gao Bochong go and get intimate with her beautiful car.

But just as he took half a step away, Gao Bo Chong pulled him back, pressed him against the wall next to him, and kissed him hard.

The light strips on the wall emitted a cold blue light. Gao Bochong's hands were extremely powerful. He pinched his jaw with his backhand, as if he wanted to swallow him whole.

Wang Zhi was breathless from the kiss, and the insecure feeling of weightlessness kept bothering him, making him subconsciously reach out his hand, wanting to hold on to something, but he only held Gao Bochong's strong and thin waist.

When his hand fell, Gao Bocong's kiss became more forceful, pushing Wang Zhi's knees apart and almost lifting Wang Zhi up.

The sound of water slurping was heard, and Wang Zhi's tongue was tasted tirelessly. Wang Zhi's tailbone was numb from the kiss, as if he was covered with unlit fire from head to toe, and the fuse fell on his and Gao Bocong's tongue.

Wang Zhi's breathing quickened, and he vaguely felt that Gao Bocong's hand was pinching his earlobe, rubbing and pinching it. His thin and delicate skin could not withstand such rubbing. It was as red as pomegranate seeds and had a translucent texture. It seemed that if it was touched even slightly, sweet and sticky nectar would drip out.

I'm going to be kissed to death...

Wang Zhi thought drowsily.

Isn’t Gao Bo tired of respecting his relatives?

Facts have proved that Gao Bo Chong is not only not tired of it, but also appreciates it. He seems to be able to squeeze out more pleasure with every kiss.

When he finally stopped, more than half an hour had passed.

Wang Zhi was panting, with a glittering light in his eyes. He looked like a crabapple petal falling into his arms, emitting an increasingly rich fragrance as Gao Bochong kissed him.

Gao Bochong's breathing became increasingly disordered. He looked at Wang Zhi with some regret, and finally said, "Be good and don't seduce me. I said I won't touch you before the wedding."

Wang Zhi was so dizzy from the kiss that he was a little bit unresponsive for a while. After a while, he suddenly woke up.

Who seduced him!

I kissed him only to thank him for giving me such an expensive car, not because I wanted to be with him... And this is a garage, how could I be so wild?!

Wang Zhi was very confused and wanted to ask Gao Bochong if there was something wrong with his brain.

Why would he jump directly to making love when I just kissed him?

But before he could finish his words, Gao Bochong had already stuffed the key into Wang Zhi's hand: "Go up and try it."

The key is exquisite, with a perfect fusion of metal and leather, and it feels small and cool in the palm of your hand.

Wang Zhi took the key and didn't bother to discuss everything from kissing to making love with Gao Bo Chong. He got into the car like a sleepwalker.

Gao Bochong waited outside for a while and saw the car lights finally light up and flash twice. The horn sounded again, but the most expensive engine remained silent.

From Gao Bochong's perspective, he could see Wang Zhi touching things excitedly in the car, but he had no intention of driving at all.

Gao Bochong: ...

Gao Bochong stepped forward and opened the passenger seat. Wang Zhi was startled and quickly withdrew his hand. He sat upright, tilting his head to look at him in a very obedient and beautiful manner. His lips, which had just been kissed, were bright red. "Brother, what's wrong?"

Gao Bochong asked: "Not starting?"

Wang Zhi said "Oh" and then he remembered to insert the key and start the ignition.

The engine roared out, and the deep sound echoed in the basement. Wang Zhi was startled and quickly withdrew his hand, thinking that this was enough to try. But Gao Bochong seemed unable to bear it and directly jumped in and sat in the passenger seat: "Let's go."

Wang Zhi asked, "Where are you going?"

Gao Bochong was speechless for a moment, then said calmly, "This is your car, you can go wherever you want."

In reality, Wang Zhi didn't get the feel of a car. Even though Gao Bochong said so, he still felt that it belonged to Gao Bochong and was afraid that he would damage it. But with Gao Bochong watching, he had no choice but to start the car carefully again, waiting for the lifting device to lift the entire car to the ground.

He looked at Gao Bochong, wanting to wait for his instructions, but Gao Bochong didn't say anything. He leaned his arm on the car door and looked at him casually.

Wang Zhi was a little overwhelmed, hesitated for a moment, and decided to drive to the city -

Take yourself home by the way.

The weather was very sunny today, with no clouds in the sky, and you could even see the stars. Wang Zhi was not in a hurry, but Gao Bochong did not urge him, and he didn't even say a word, as if he didn't exist.

The perfume in the car was light but sweet, just the kind Wang Zhi liked. The weeds beside the road were carried by the wind, bending and bouncing back again. The autumn birdsong seemed distant and ethereal. Wang Zhi gradually relaxed, quietly taking out his phone, connecting it to Bluetooth, and starting to play random music.

The first song that randomly played was a foreign song. A female voice sang clearly about dreams, love, and sex. Wang Zhi tapped his fingertips to the beat, and the corners of his lips curled up.

Gao Bochong tilted his head, seemingly looking out the window, but in fact he was quietly staring at Wang Zhi's profile through the rearview mirror.

The lights on the roadside were tall and silent, standing there one by one, left behind, stretched into orange-yellow shadows. Wang Zhi's face was sometimes bright and sometimes dark, but his straight nose had beautiful lines, and his eyes were full of emotion, which meant happiness.

Gao Bo Chong looked at him for a long time, so long that even he found it strange. Even if something was beautiful, one would become numb after looking at it for a long time, but there were some people who could never get tired of looking at it.

"Brother." He heard Wang Zhi's smiling voice, "We're here."

Gao Bochong then came to his senses and found that Wang Zhi had driven the car to the downstairs of the house he rented.

It was night, and many people were out for a walk. When they saw the car, they would turn around to look. There were children chattering around the car. Gao Bochong frowned, "Why do you live in a place like this?"

What's going on here?

Wang Zhi's smile froze for a moment: "I think this place... is okay?"

“Too noisy.”

What do you know? The rent for a less noisy place is two thousand more a month.

But sitting in the car given to him by someone else, Wang Zhi was very understanding of Gao Bochong's aloofness: "After all, this is an old neighborhood. It can't compare to the environment in the rich areas."

Gao Bochong said, "I understand."

Got it

Wang Zhi repeated it in his mind in a sarcastic tone and unbuckled his seat belt: "Then big brother, I'm going back."

Gao Bochong called out to him, "Don't you want the car anymore?"

Wang Zhi smiled and said, "The garage environment here is not good. The car that big brother gave me is so beautiful. I am afraid that it will be scratched and damaged if I put it in. I can only trouble big brother to keep it for me first."

He said it sincerely, but in fact he was thinking that renting a house was expensive enough, and renting a parking space every month would cost more money.

It would be better to stay at Gao's house and go there occasionally to feast your eyes.

After hearing this, Gao Bochong did not insist anymore. He just looked at him, wondering if he had figured out Wang Zhi's little trick to save money.

Wang Zhi felt a little guilty and quickly changed the subject: "Brother, you haven't been to my house yet, right? Why not come over and have a seat?"

Although he was invited, Wang Zhi knew that Gao Bochong would definitely not go.

After all, he even dislikes the house downstairs in the community, so he would definitely sneer at this old house.

Wang Zhi had already made plans: go home, take a nice hot bath, play a couple of games, and catch up on a couple of episodes of TV, and have a fulfilling day...

"good."

Wang Zhi said, "Then goodbye, big brother... ah?"

Gao Bochong unbuckled his seatbelt and said with a half-smile, "Aren't you inviting me to come sit up?"

He was just being polite...

Wang Zhi had no choice but to say, "Then don't mind the mess in the room."

The two of them took the old elevator upstairs. When the door opened, Wang Zhi rushed into the room first, quickly carrying the clothes and dolls scattered on the sofa to the guest bedroom, closed the door, pretended nothing had happened, and said with an elegant smile, "Come in."

…

Gao Bochong had no choice but to cooperate with him, pretending that he saw nothing, and walked into the room after changing into slippers.

Wang Zhi rented a small, square apartment with two bedrooms and a living room. Everywhere was filled with the atmosphere of life: the light yellow sofa cloth covering the sofa, the green plants on the windowsill, the instant noodles neatly stacked against the wall in the kitchen, and the vaguely messy bedding visible in the half-open bedroom...

Gao Bochong retracted his gaze and asked Wang Zhi, "Do you eat this every day?"

"What?" Wang Zhi took a look and finally understood what Gao Bochong was talking about. "You mean instant noodles? I eat them once in a while."

In fact, I eat it often.

He is not a very good cook, so when he doesn’t want to order takeout, he just cooks some instant noodles.

Gao Bochong disagreed: "It's not nutritious."

For the first time, Wang Zhi felt that there was indeed an eight-year age gap between him and Gao Bochong.

For young people like them, who cares whether they have enough nutrition?

Wang Zhi treated the old man kindly and said sweetly, "I'll put rapeseed and beef rolls in it."

It contains both meat and vegetables, carbohydrates, vitamins and proteins. It cannot be said to be unnutritious in any way.

Sure enough, although Gao Bochong still didn't quite agree, he didn't say anything.

Wang Zhi was very pleased with himself, thinking that he had made Gao Bochong speechless. He stood up briskly and said, "I'll make you a cup of tea."

He ran to the kitchen. Gao Bochong heard him rummaging through drawers and cabinets looking for tea leaves and boiling water. He wanted to say that he didn't necessarily have to drink tea.

But just as Gao Bochong moved, he suddenly noticed something strange and took something out from under his body.

It's a pair of pajamas.

It is very short and thin, and a little old after being worn for a long time, but you can imagine the soft texture when it is worn. It is probably because the owner always rolls around in bed when wearing it, so it is wrinkled.

Gao Bochong put it down after just one glance. He was still sitting there calmly, but a picture suddenly appeared in his mind. In the picture, Wang Zhi was kneeling on the bed, holding the headboard with both hands, her waist slumped, her butt raised high, her pajamas were too short and too thin to hide her boundless spring scenery, and her two snow-white, slender legs could almost be seen to the end, making people want to...

"Brother." Wang Zhi came out with a cup of tea and looked at Gao Bochong with some confusion. "What's the matter?"

How could Gao Bochong look at himself in this way?