Chapter 21 Chen Xingdong reacted quickly…
Chen Xingdong reacted quickly, and Feng Xingyun also thought of this aspect at this time, but he was very considerate and did not undermine Liu Duanhe.
With his heart pounding, the option of exposing Liu Duanhe on the spot was completely out of his mind.
Upon hearing Chen Xingdong's question, he raised an eyebrow and provocatively put his other arm around Liu Duanhe's shoulder, pulling him into his arms.
His dark eyes were cold and deep. He scoffed and said, "Why would we need to lie to you?"
He stared at Feng Xingyun for a moment with a gloomy expression before forcing a smile, half-believing, half-doubting, "Alright, Xiao He, I'll keep waiting for you. Someone like him, with such a bad temper, might have violent tendencies. You need to be careful."
Chen Xingdong looked Feng Xingyun up and down, and said with earnest concern.
Liu Duanhe, however, harbored suspicions. He was by nature a suspicious, thoughtful, and sentimental person. Although Chen Xingdong was unreliable, he wasn't one to speak without reason. How could they have kept such a close watch on his schedule without him even knowing?
But Feng Xingyun's intimate behavior also made him a little suspicious. If they had no relationship, given his ruthless personality, he should have just shaken off his hand.
Liu Duanhe suppressed his emotions for the time being and sent Chen Xingdong away first. If he dragged it out any longer, it would exceed his usual bedtime.
He shook his head, his smile unusually gone, and frowned, saying, "Don't say anything about waiting for me. Please watch your manners in front of my current lover."
Different strategies are needed for different people. Chen Xingdong is the kind of person who takes advantage of others and will take advantage of any kindness shown to him.
This afternoon, because he told him, whether intentionally or unintentionally, that his grandfather was hospitalized, he was scolded for no reason. Liu Duanhe no longer wanted to play games with him and try to brush it off.
Chen Xingdong's expression froze.
Feng Xingyun completely relaxed, and felt more at ease holding Liu Duanhe's large hand.
He smiled, still with that arrogant and aloof air, half-embracing, half-holding Liu Duanhe.
His voice was low and deep, mocking, "Are you still going to stand here, blocking our way back?"
Chen Xingdong completely ignored him, his eyes filled with hurt. "Xiao He, okay, I won't bother you anymore."
Liu Duan smiled gently with pity, "It's good that you understand, Xingdong."
At this moment, he started using the nickname they used when they were children again. Ever since high school, when Liu Duanhe noticed Chen Xingdong's feelings for him, he had changed it. Now it felt like a reward for him.
Chen Xingdong twitched the corner of his mouth, then suddenly smiled and said with a smirk, "Looks like we're not meant to be. Alright."
Back in the newly purchased house, Chen Xingdong closed the door, and his eyes suddenly turned sinister. He used his cane by the door to prop himself up and peered through the peephole.
His once handsome face was now terrifyingly gloomy, sending chills down one's spine.
The house across the street had just closed, and you could vaguely see that the couple was still in an intimate embrace.
Chen Xingdong thought to himself, what's so good about this person? He looks ordinary, except for his fairly handsome face. He has a terrible and difficult personality, and his words are often offensive and embarrassing. It's clear that he's usually like this. What did Liu Duanhe see in him?
He carefully moved to the wheelchair, then to the sofa, and dialed a number from his contacts. The other end answered quickly, and before he could even speak, Chen Xingdong said swiftly, "Go check the romantic relationships of the Liu family heir of Tianhe Group. Find out if he's been dating recently. Also, I'll send you a photo later. I need to know all about this person, from childhood to adulthood!"
"Understood, young master." The secretary was used to serving this young master late at night and noted down all the requirements.
Chen Xingdong hung up the phone, pulled up the security camera footage at the door, and captured Feng Xingyun's face.
He still didn't believe in the relationship between Liu Duanhe and Feng Xingyun. Having grown up with Liu Duanhe since childhood, he knew all too well the true nature of Liu Duanhe, the smiling tiger. It was absolutely impossible for him to easily give his heart away or to recklessly and frivolously fall in love with someone!
No one can enter his heart in a short time. The person he couldn't warm up in more than ten years, Chen Xingdong absolutely cannot accept someone else doing it in just a few years or months.
Chen Xingdong picked up the cigarette case from the sofa, and the lighter hissed as it burned, releasing the aroma of tobacco.
The crimson flame flickered in the darkness, and he began to regret letting slip the secret to Grandpa Liu.
Liu Duanhe had previously only refused with some leniency, but this time he was so ruthless, which must be partly because he was holding a grudge about this incident.
After stubbing out the still-burning cigarette, Chen Xingdong considered finding an occasion to apologize to Xiao He and try to salvage some of his image. Giving up was a word that simply didn't exist for him.
The door slammed shut.
Liu Duanhe stepped forward and naturally broke free from Feng Xingyun's embrace.
He turned on the light and pointed to the guest room. "You'll stay here tonight. My housekeeper just cleaned the room yesterday. The blankets are in the closet, and they've been aired out too. There are also disposable duvet covers and sheets inside. Feel free to use them."
Feng Xingyun thought Liu Duanhe would offer an explanation, but after arranging his accommodation for the night, Liu Duanhe rubbed his temples and said, "It's already very late. The toiletries, towels, bathrobes, and pajamas are all unopened in the bathroom."
Before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help but cover his mouth with his hand and yawn, his eyes glistening with sleepy tears that clung to his eyelashes, and the corners of his eyes were red.
"All the clothes are this year's newest styles, they've been washed but never worn, feel free to take them. I'm so sleepy, I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. Do you have any other questions?"
His attitude was natural. It was as if their relationship no longer needed explanation. Feng Xingyun's gloomy and cold expression froze for a moment as he recalled his words, "No problem."
Only after Liu Duanhe went into the bathroom did Feng Xingyun have time to look around the house. It was very much like Liu Duanhe's appearance in public, with warm and comfortable decor, full of human touch, and various green plants, paintings and other ornaments and decorations with a strong humanistic atmosphere.
Even after taking a shower and lying in bed, Feng Xingyun was still questioning his life. So Liu Duanhe really considered him a good friend, right?
Thinking of this, Feng Xingyun was a little flattered. A month ago, he would never have imagined that he would be staying at Liu Duanhe's house.
He turned over. According to the layout he had seen before he came in, their rooms were even right next to each other. Although everyone was in the same room in the dormitory, they were just next to each other now. Feng Xingyun's ears burned.
Perhaps it was because the house was originally Liu Duanhe's private space, and he was invited to enter.
Liu Duan and Ming Tian had actually made plans to collaborate and go golfing together. He went to bed much earlier than Feng Xingyun, and went to bed right after taking a shower.
At 6:30 a.m. the next morning, although it was more than half an hour late, Liu Duanhe's biological clock still woke him up.
Feng Xingyun was still asleep; the whole house was still immersed in the dreams of the night, and it was very quiet.
After quietly washing up and getting dressed, Liu Duanhe left a note for Feng Xingyun and went out.
He ate breakfast after arriving at the company. Secretary Wei arranged his schedule and prepared breakfast for him in advance. If Liu Duanhe had eaten before arriving at the company, then this breakfast would not have appeared, but if Liu Duanhe had not eaten, then it would be just right.
Breakfast consisted of blueberry jam bread, fried eggs, and coffee, with a mild flavor that suited Liu Duan's recent preferences.
After opening the breakfast package, Liu Duanhe's expression softened, and he praised, "Secretary Wei has figured out my tastes perfectly."
He got up, walked to the safe, opened it, and took out a card. "The password is six zeros. You can use this card for breakfast money and any other expenses related to me from now on."
Secretary Wei understood that this was a sign of Liu Duanhe's trust in him, and solemnly accepted the gift and put it away.
Liu Duanhe smiled contentedly, first went to the office's own lounge to wash his hands, and then came out to eat breakfast on the sofa.
While he was eating, Secretary Wei dictated his day's itinerary to him again, which he had previously sent in a document format via WeChat.
Today is a rare day for him, as it's the only full day of the week without any classes, so his schedule is packed.
Secretary Wei's timing was perfect, taking into account unexpected situations and travel time. Liu Duanhe had no objections and nodded after listening.
The phone on the table vibrated and a message popped up. Secretary Wei consciously lit a cigarette.
When Liu Duanhe opened the app, he saw a message from Feng Xingyun. The blank screen displayed a photo of a table full of breakfast, in the style of Cantonese morning tea.
He paused in his chewing of bread, and Feng Xingyun promptly commented, "I think you'd like to eat this."
Unlike his talkative nature in real life, Liu Duanhe rarely chats with people online in order to save time and avoid unnecessary time consumption.
He sent a message saying, "I like it."
After thinking for a moment, Liu Duanhe added, "Is it delicious?"
Feng Xingyun: Delicious!
[Liu Duanhe: Take me with you next time.]
Feng Xingyun: I'll take you with me next time.
Two sentences popped up on the screen at the same time, and Liu Duanhe smiled unconsciously, gently and naturally.
Secretary Wei stood beside him, and he could clearly see his expression out of the corner of his eye. He restrained his urge to look at his phone, but his shoulders unconsciously tightened.
Feng Xingyun sat in the restaurant outside, and the more he looked at the neat three-character note, the more irritating it became.
After some hesitation, I clicked into the notes interface.
[Xiao He: Tell me when you have time.]
Feng Xingyun: Good.
Liu Duanhe turned off his phone and, despite having lost his appetite, finished his bread and coffee.
After taking the trash out, Secretary Wei smiled and tentatively asked, "Would you like to change the type of breakfast next time?"
Liu Duanhe glanced at him, opened the file on his desk, and said, "No need. It's not convenient to clean up after eating."
Who doesn't enjoy delicious food? But most of these delicious foods have a strong smell, and afterwards, the smell might linger on your hair, clothes, and even in the office, which is unbearable for him. It's convenient to shower at home, and you don't have to see anyone there, but it's different outside. Meeting guests with that smell, even if the other person might not notice, is something Liu Duanhe cannot accept.
Secretary Wei couldn't help but smile genuinely. "I understand."
Liu Duanhe lowered his head, puzzled, wondering what he had interpreted as a reason for his smile.
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