Wang Chenhan choked, not daring to utter another sound. Chen Qiankun pulled He Muchen back.
"Mu Chen, you still have to try your best in everything. How will you know if the outcome will be good or bad if you don't try?"
He Muchen stopped in his tracks, stood there stunned, and seemed to have thought of something. He then sat back down on the sofa and started drinking.
Wang Chenhan and Chen Qiankun looked at each other, then glanced at the popular idol who was sitting there drinking with his head down.
The two sat down next to him again, and Wang Chenhan couldn't help but ask He Muchen:
"Who exactly is... Chenchen, my darling?"
He Muchen's mind was filled with Zhou Rui, and he grinned mischievously, saying, "My wife."
"What the hell? Wife? When did you start dating? Why didn't you bring your sister-in-law over to meet us?!"
He Muchen said arrogantly, "Why should I show it to you? He's mine, and only I can see him."
Wang Chenhan stammered, "No, you...you just said that she was using you as a substitute? How come she's yours now?"
“I say so, and I have no objections.” He Muchen said to Wang Chenhan with a cold face.
"No objection. Whatever Young Master He says goes. Even if you say that the star in the sky is your wife, that star must be your wife."
Sitting to the side, Chen Qiankun pinched his thigh, signaling him to stop talking. Wang Chenhan screamed, "Wife, you hit too hard! Are you trying to murder your husband?"
"It hurts so much, I need my wife to comfort me."
"Want me to slap you across the face?" Chen Qiankun rolled his eyes at Wang Chenhan.
Wang Chenhan playfully wrapped his arm around Chen Qiankun's waist, resting his face against his shoulder and saying in a coquettish tone:
"Yes, I'll take anything my wife gives me."
Helpless, Chen Qiankun gently patted Wang Chenhan's cheek, giving him a hard slap to satisfy his inner desires.
Since he said he wanted it, let's just grant his wish.
Wang Chenhan was still smiling as he kissed Chen Qiankun's cheek and held his hand:
"Honey, does your hand hurt? Let me rub it for you."
Chen Qiankun pulled his hand away and said, "You're not showing me any concern; you're clearly just trying to take advantage of me."
Wang Chenhan looked like he was about to cry, and tears were almost welling up in his eyes.
"No, I really feel sorry for you, my wife."
Looking at Wang Chenhan's alternating between fawning and effeminate behavior, He Muchen felt that Wang Chenhan could go into acting and would definitely win the Best Actor award.
He really admired him; no wonder he had a wife while he didn't. So that's how it works!
Chen Qiankun looked at He Muchen with a helpless expression, "Muchen, did you see that? Now you know why I agreed to be with him back then."
"Hmm, I really didn't expect that. Wang Chenhan, you can actually act like this. How about I have my agent sign you? Our company has good resources. I guarantee you'll become a household name within a year."
"No way! I like being with my wife. People in the entertainment industry don't get to see each other often, and my wife will run off with someone else."
"Besides, what I said to my wife wasn't acting; it was a genuine expression of my feelings. I truly love her and feel sorry for her."
Wang Chenhan looked at Chen Qiankun with deep affection and asked, "Wife, am I acting for you?"
Chen Qiankun smiled. Of course he knew that Wang Chenhan, that idiot, truly loved him and genuinely cared for him.
"It's not acting; your feelings for me are genuine."
"Wife, give me a hug," Wang Chenhan said sweetly.
Chen Qiankun hugged him helplessly. Wang Chenhan really didn't care about He Muchen's life or death. Even though he knew He Muchen was in pain, he was still rubbing salt into his wounds.
"Do you two want me... dead?"
He Muchen said with a dark face, he was already unhappy, and seeing them showing affection made him even more unhappy. He really wanted to separate them and bury them, out of sight, out of mind.
Chen Qiankun laughed awkwardly and patted Wang Chenhan to signal him to stop clinging to him.
After finishing his drink, He Muchen stood up and pulled Wang Chenhan along, saying, "Take me home."
Wang Chenhan and Chen Qiankun escorted He Muchen back to the hotel. He Muchen then pulled Wang Chenhan along, asking him to take him back to his hotel room.
Chen Qiankun followed Wang Chenhan to escort He Muchen back to his room, and they went up to the fifth floor.
Wang Chenhan stood at the door of room 503, swiping the room card He Muchen had given him.
Wang Chenhan swiped the swipe button again and again but still couldn't open the door to room 503. He asked the drunken He Muchen:
"Chenchen, are you sure it's 503?"
He Muchen looked up and said, "Yes, it's 503."
Wang Chenhan went up and swiped the room card again, but the door still wouldn't open. Wang Chenhan got angry and kicked the door of room 503.
Zhou Rui, who was sleeping inside, was awakened by the sound of the door being kicked open. He rubbed his eyes and went to open the door. He was about to curse when He Muchen hugged him tightly.
He Muchen held Zhou Rui in his arms, muttering to himself:
"Wife, you're so mean! How could you leave me all alone in this room and say hurtful things to me?"
Zhou Rui froze. His mind, which hadn't quite cleared before, instantly snapped back to reality. What did He Muchen call him? Wife? And he even complained that he was bad, saying that he hurt him?
Before Zhou Rui could speak, Wang Chenhan stood in front of him.
Wang Chenhan looked at Zhou Rui and found him even more charming in person than in the photos. No wonder He Muchen was drawn to him.
Wang Chenhan greeted Zhou Rui with a smile, "Sister-in-law, I'm leaving my precious Chenchen with you now, we'll be going now."
Zhou Rui asked Wang Chenhan in confusion, "What sister-in-law? Do you know He Muchen?"
"Yes, we are Chenchen's friends, not... He Muchen's friends. He was in a bad mood tonight and asked us to have a few drinks with him. But He Muchen didn't drink much and got drunk. I guess he was really in a bad mood today."
Wang Chenhan talked non-stop without taking a breath.
"Bad mood?"
Zhou Rui looked at He Muchen leaning on his shoulder and wondered why He Muchen was in a bad mood. Hadn't he explained things to him clearly? Did he not believe him?
He probably still thinks I'm a pervert, right? How can I explain myself so he doesn't think I'm a pervert?
Chen Qiankun looked at Zhou Rui and He Muchen, and sure enough, Muchen had fallen for the person in front of him.
He knew He Muchen's alcohol tolerance, yet he pretended to be drunk and clung to the man.
"Hello, you must be He Muchen's assistant. Please take care of Muchen. We have other things to attend to, so we'll be leaving now."
Zhou Rui smiled politely at Chen Qiankun and said, "Yes, it's what I should do. Drive carefully, bye."
They must be very good friends. They can call each other He Muchen, Muchen, and even Chenchen baby.
Zhou Rui watched Wang Chenhan and Chen Qiankun walk away into the distance:
"He Muchen, wake up, can you still walk? Shall I help you back to your room?"
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