Chapter 47. Liu Duanhe smiled faintly and remained silent, reading first...
Liu Duanhe smiled faintly and remained silent. He glanced at Feng Xingyun and saw that his eyes were unfathomable. His original joy had turned into a bit of bitterness.
His eyes flickered, just like that official announcement photo he still hasn't deleted from his WeChat Moments. Liu Duanhe rarely regrets the promises he's made.
Under everyone's watchful eyes, he brought Feng Xingyun to Liu Yireng and said, "Grandpa, this is my boyfriend."
Someone couldn't help but gasp, waiting for Liu Yireng's reaction. Liu Duanhe was the only child in three generations of the Liu family, and the first lover she publicly acknowledged was actually a man. For a family like theirs, it wasn't unusual to have casual relationships, but it was fine to play around, but it was extremely rare for them to put it on the table in front of their parents.
Although policies regarding same-sex marriage registration have been relaxed, many people's attitudes have not changed, and due to historical reasons and the influence of modern times, they are still very taboo about this.
After a moment of surprise, Feng Xingyun instinctively took a step forward and stood in front of Liu Duanhe, his tall and strong figure completely obscuring Liu Duanhe.
Liu Yi frowned and looked up, sizing up the young man in front of him. He looked quite young, very tall, even taller than Liu Duanhe, the swimmer. He had a neat buzz cut, which made him look fierce and aggressive. As an old-fashioned person, he didn't like dealing with this kind of person, let alone someone who was dating his grandson.
Feng Xingyun let him look her over, then looked directly at Liu Yireng and said, "Hello, Grandpa, I'm Xiaohe's boyfriend."
After scrutinizing him, he turned his head and asked Liu Duanhe in a deep voice, "So you've already decided it's him?"
Liu Duanhe shook his head silently without saying a word. The people next to him didn't know what he meant by shaking his head, and they scratched their heads in curiosity, wondering whether he had made up his mind or not.
The truth is, Liu Duanhe didn't know either. He tried to control everything he could decide, but there were always things he couldn't predict or clearly analyze, such as himself.
Feng Xingyun felt as if his heart was being twisted by an invisible hand. He dared not ask, nor did he have the right to ask Liu Duan and his wife for an answer.
The old man sighed, his expression indescribably complicated. Liu Yi still hadn't expected that what Liu Duanhe said when he went home a while ago was actually true—that he had a lover, and even more unexpectedly, that it was a man.
"Okay, so you've taken my words to heart, haven't you?" Liu Yi still didn't understand whether he hoped Liu Duanhe could find a life partner, or abandon the person he should like now and meet his and society's expectations by getting married and having children in an orderly manner.
Liu Yi was still utterly exhausted, but he still held onto a sliver of hope. "I'm waiting for your real, clear answer."
Dating a man is fine, but marrying a man means giving up the possibility of having your own children. Everyone thought that Liu Duanhe wouldn't be so irrational, especially since it was such an important moment to fight for the inheritance.
Liu Yi kept his eyes closed, his white beard trembling slightly in the air. He was a man who cared a lot about his image in front of outsiders, and at this time, his every move was under their watchful eyes. So he restrained himself and said to his partners, "I'm sorry to have taken up everyone's time. Let's go to the private room now and let the young people arrange their own things."
His nonchalant attitude stirred up everyone's speculations again, suggesting that Liu Yi still didn't mind Liu Duanhe dating a man.
Liu Duanhe was not surprised by Liu Yireng's reaction. Compared to Liu Rumeng, Liu Yireng was undoubtedly more in line with Liu Duanhe's expectations in terms of ability, which allowed him to turn a blind eye to other things without deviating from Liu Duanhe's expectations.
He gave Feng Xingyun a deep look with his smiling phoenix eyes, then stepped out from behind him. "Alright, Grandpa, we'll be going now. You should go home soon."
Liu Yi nodded and led the others toward the corridor on the other side of the hall.
Only after their figures disappeared from sight did Liu Duanhe turn his gaze away and say to the two behind him, "Let's go, please have Secretary Wei lead the way."
Secretary Wei nodded and said, "It's what I should do."
Liu Duanhe smiled and gestured for Feng Xingyun to follow.
Feng Xingyun was still immersed in the fact that Liu Duanhe had come out of the closet so directly, and the overwhelming emotions made him want to hug him immediately.
Although he knew that Liu Duanhe definitely didn't like him as much as he did now, the fact that she acknowledged their relationship, even though it was an accident, and introduced him to her family, at least proved that Liu Duanhe wasn't completely indifferent to him.
Liu Duanhe strode forward, the news of coming out of the closet barely stirring any emotion in his mind. What attracted him more now was the lunch menu, which he had been craving for recently. It was said that this restaurant made it very authentically and deliciously.
The biggest concern he needs to consider is his father's probing after hearing about it, but their opinions and reactions won't affect him.
Or more likely they would agree with glee, since even a fragile straw becomes precious when all else fails.
Thinking of this, Liu Duanhe's smile deepened, and he even began to look forward to seeing their astonishment and various acts of putting on a show.
Both of them enjoyed the meal very much. Just as Liu Duanhe had thought, despite their different motivations, there were others who were just as happy as they were.
The next day, Liu Rumeng and Wu Xiuli called him, asking him to bring his boyfriend home to meet them. They were eager to make the marriage a reality and solidify Liu Duanhe's sexual orientation with Liu Yireng.
As for the Feng family, they didn't care. Liu Yi was still unaffected by other companies. Liu Rumeng only realized this after marrying Wu Xiuli. The marriage alliance between two powerful families was the one he was most indifferent to, and his scheming back then made Liu Yi extremely disgusted with it.
Feng Xingyun was acting mysteriously, so Liu Duan and Liu Rumeng, who had arrived earlier, were staying at their residence in the city center.
Feng Xingyun arrived in a hurry around lunchtime, and Liu Duanhe opened the door for him.
At home, he wore a warm white sweater and gray trousers, looking soft and gentle, but in Feng Xingyun's eyes, he was wearing a false mask again.
He said apologetically, "I'm late, I'm sorry. Did your parents say anything?"
Even though he knew that Liu Duanhe's relationship with his parents was probably just so-so, or even terrible, he still felt nervous.
He glanced inside. The artistic and comfortable decor was consistent with Liu Duanhe's residence, but the lack of personal belongings and traces of daily life revealed that this home was far from the warm and happy place it appeared to be.
Because of her resentment towards Feng Xingyun, even though she wanted to bring them together, after running into Liu Duan and countless obstacles all morning, when she finally met Feng Xingyun, Wu Xiuli smiled and said, "It's understandable that Xiao Feng is a little busy, but I don't know if he's doing anything worthwhile."
Liu Duanhe turned around and smiled faintly, "He is an upright person, and of course he does upright things. After all, it would be boring to be a rich and idle person all the time."
Whether he was subtly mocking Liu Rumeng is uncertain; he finds his son increasingly difficult to understand, but he was certainly stung.
If he loses this contest, Liu Duanhe will undoubtedly strip him of all his positions, sooner or later, forcing him to retire prematurely. This would be nothing short of torture for someone as power-hungry and ambitious as him.
"Ahe, watch your attitude." Liu Rumeng's gaze turned cold. She took a teacup from the tray handed to her by the maid, rinsed her mouth and spat it out, then took the sterilized hot towel and slowly wiped her hands.
Liu Duanhe smiled dismissively, then composed himself and said respectfully and apologetically, "Okay, Dad."
His expression was cold and dignified, unlike anything Feng Xingyun had ever seen before, a coldness that was completely devoid of human warmth.
His eyes still held a smile, a scathing provocation.
Feng Xingyun finally understood why Liu Duanhe always wore a mask of gentleness, as if no matter who it was or how much he disliked them, he would never break off the mask.
So, in Liu Duanhe's eyes, could this persistent and clingy person also be one of those persistent suitors who wouldn't let go of him?
Although he disliked him, Liu Duanhe would not embarrass him.
Feng Xingyun's gaze followed him closely. Liking someone but not being sure of their feelings is perhaps the easiest way to feel anxious and uncertain.
Liu Duanhe glanced at him discreetly, a slight smile playing on his lips, and blinked gently.
He wouldn't give up. Feng Xingyun's heart was pounding wildly. He couldn't believe that Liu Duanhe had no feelings for him at all. He was clearly a germaphobe, but when he kissed him, Liu Duanhe didn't resist. Just now, Liu Duanhe had even stood up for him.
This is proof that Liu Duanhe also likes him.
He didn't believe that if it were anyone else, Liu Duanhe would have half-heartedly refused their kiss.
The bodyguard hesitated at the door for a moment, then awkwardly asked Feng Xingyun, "Young Master, shall I carry him in now?"
Feng Xingyun stepped aside as he entered.
Liu Rumeng and the others then realized that there were still people at the door, completely blocked by Feng Xingyun's tall figure. However, their voices were not blocked. From their angle, their undignified appearance was clearly visible to everyone.
Liu Duanhe didn't say anything more and had the Feng family's bodyguards bring the things in.
Then, in the silence between the two, he took Feng Xingyun directly back to his room.
Feng Xingyun leaned against the door and said sullenly, "I didn't expect your parents to be like this."
Liu Duanhe relaxed his back, standing lazily yet with an upright posture, like a green bamboo battered by wind and rain, possessing a natural elegance, and looked into his eyes with his arms crossed.
"So what? Don't pity me."
When Feng Xingyun was being stared at like that, he couldn't help but lean forward.
Liu Duanhe raised her hand to cover his mouth, raising an eyebrow and asking, "What are you doing?"
Feng Xingyun rubbed against his hand without caring, trying to push forward, and said regretfully and vaguely, "I want to kiss you."
Liu Duanhe was pushed back by him until he leaned against the door.
Feng Xingyun finally got his wish. The short stubble brushed against his straight, bony collarbone, and rubbed back and forth against his fair, slender neck and ears.
Having worn down Liu Duanhe's already rare temper, he sighed, "What are you trying to do?"
Feng Xingyun: "Let me hug you, okay? Winter break is so annoying, I can't see you as soon as I open my eyes every day."
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