World 2
Yang Zheyu was not really angry. In fact, after a rare and intense quarrel with Shang Feng, his mood had become much calmer.
It would be a lie to say that he didn't care about Shang Feng's white moonlight 'Lu Xinian'.
Of course he cares, very much. Who can tolerate his boyfriend having a so-called "white moonlight"?
Although the name "White Moonlight" was mostly spread by gossipy netizens who searched Shang Feng's love history, Yang Zheyu was also a witness to the love history between Lu Xinian and Shang Feng.
He had seen what these two looked like when they were in love.
After falling in love with someone, they will confess to their friends, express their love to the other person honestly, and are not shy about letting others know about their and the other person's sexual orientation.
If the system had not suddenly appeared when he was about to agree to what Lu Xinian said, Yang Zheyu would have broken up with Shang Feng by now.
When he saw Lu Xinian appear in Jia Gu's company and negotiate cooperation matters with them, did he really think it was nothing?
...Then I must feel that there is something.
Otherwise, Yang Zheyu wouldn't have asked the system whether he could just make Lu Xinian disappear from the world. This question sounds very confusing.
But when Shangfeng suggested that Zhengxing could choose not to cooperate with Jia Gu's company, Yang Zheyu felt panic again.
——That was the panic of having one's own psychology completely seen through.
On the one hand, Yang Zheyu hopes that Shang Feng can refuse to cooperate with Jia Gu for his sake, but on the other hand, he is very clearly aware that such an idea of his does not distinguish between public and private.
That's why he seemed so excited when Shang Feng suggested that they could stop cooperating with Jia Gu.
However, Shang Feng finally pulled him back with an attitude that brooked no resistance, and Yang Zheyu's jealousy caused by Lu Xinian's appearance gradually faded away.
The reason why Yang Zheyu chose to take the cooperation contract that Jia Gu did not take away and ask Shang Feng what happened was entirely because he wanted to know what had happened and was very unhappy that Shang Feng was still planning to hide it from him.
...What is there to hide? Besides, can you hide it?
Shang Feng stared at Yang Zheyu for a long time. He saw the waiter brought the food to them and the door was closed again. He couldn't tell what Yang Zheyu's mood was at the moment.
He suddenly felt a headache.
"Don't look at it," Yang Zheyu finally said, "You're not the type to be able to read other people's moods."
"Okay." Shang Feng knew that what Yang Zheyu said was the truth.
Besides, whenever they clashed, he was always at a disadvantage.
So no matter how reluctant he was, Shang Feng had no choice but to lift the tablecloth, use his leather shoes to reach the document he had thrown under the table, and then bend down to pick it up.
She patted it again and handed it to her boyfriend with both hands.
"What is this?" Yang Zheyu asked, with no intention of taking it to look at it himself.
"It's evidence of Jia Gu's tax evasion over the years." Shang Feng answered honestly.
"How do you know he evaded taxes?" Yang Zheyu raised his eyebrows.
"These big companies love to do this. Only a very few can actually pay taxes honestly." Shang Feng continued to answer patiently. Seeing that Yang Zheyu had no intention of taking it to read, he put the document aside. "I just wanted to try it out, but I didn't expect to actually catch me."
Yang Zheyu stopped talking and concentrated on picking up food and eating.
He stopped talking, but Shang Feng began to feel a little uneasy, as he always felt that Yang Zheyu might have more questions to ask.
Shang Feng's face is deceptive, giving the illusion that he remains calm despite the tragedies ahead. In reality, he's a rather impatient person, one who's hard to control.
After being with Yang Zheyu for so many years, his impatience has been worn away a lot by Yang Zheyu, the old hand, but more than half is still left.
Now the majority of them are ready to make a move, telling him to confess quickly, and to be lenient if he confesses, or severely punished if he resists.
"I used this as a handle on him because I didn't want Zhengxing to cooperate with them?" Shang Feng tried to hold back, but still couldn't help saying, "Besides, he and Lu Xinian..."
Yang Zheyu glanced at him.
At that moment, Shang Feng had mastered the skill of reading people's expressions without any instruction. He spoke as fast as a machine gun: "And he deliberately brought Lu Xinian with him. Isn't it because he thought Lu Xinian was my white moonlight and wanted to use this to threaten me? He didn't even consider that I have a family. How disgusting is this behavior, isn't it?"
Yang Zheyu poured a cup of tea next to him and handed it to Shang Feng: "Here, moisten your throat."
After hearing this barrage of messages, people who didn’t know would think that Shang Feng’s other job was to play the clappers.
Maoqiu stared blankly at the transformation degree that slowly rose to 57%, and felt that these two hosts were indeed adults who had entered society. Although they always wanted to soar on the edge of the law, they could really save him some worries when they needed them.
Shang Feng finished the cup of tea and shook his head after finishing it: "This tea tastes bad."
Yang Zheyu poured himself a cup as well. After drinking it, he didn't say anything about the taste. He just put the tea aside and asked Shang Feng: "...What about Lu Xinian?"
Shang Feng thought about it for a while before saying, "Jia Gu probably just wants to use him."
Yang Zheyu hummed, but didn't say "they are probably using each other" at this juncture.
He just wanted to hear what Shang Feng would say.
"Jia Gu has always thought that he is my white moonlight, and that he can use him to make exorbitant demands in the cooperation with Zhengxing." Shang Feng continued, "So the position that Jia Gu gave to Lu Xinian should be a nominal one."
Yang Zheyu continued to nod, without commenting on the term "white moonlight".
Maoqiu watched the degree of transformation drop to 55% and then rise to 59%, and suddenly had the urge to hit Shangfeng on the back of the head: Can't you just say it's faster! He just praised me for being worry-free!
"So I can't let Lu Xinian go to jail with Jia Gu." Shang Feng said while looking at Yang Zheyu's expression, and then he said, "But... I can think of a way."
Following Shang Feng's words, the degree of transformation, which had been fluctuating, finally stopped at 64%.
The system breathed a sigh of relief, then immediately said loudly to the host: [Put an end to illegal activities, be law-abiding citizens, starting with you and your loved ones!]
Yang Zheyu's eyes swept over the fur ball that suddenly started to make loud noises, and finally focused on Shang Feng: "Do you know what you are saying?"
...Find a solution, how to find a solution?
Besides, one of them is me who always wants to put my love rival in a sack, so there is no need to add Shang Feng who wants to send "Bai Yueguang" to jail.
[You can't think like that!] The system was about to nod at the first half of Yang Zheyu's thought, but the next second it was startled by the second half of his thought, [You two must behave well and be law-abiding citizens!]
Yang Zheyu was too lazy to pay attention to it: [This idea is just a thought, who would actually do it? ]
Shang Feng didn't quite understand why Yang Zheyu asked this, but he nodded: "I know."
"What can you think of?" Yang Zheyu wiped his mouth with a paper. He hadn't even taken a few bites of the food. "Still think of a solution."
"We can't let him hang around us all the time," Shang Feng said. "I really find it annoying anyway."
These were his true thoughts. He had originally had no idea about Lu Xinian's sudden appearance.
He was just her ex, who left him at the critical moment and went abroad without saying anything. Three years have passed, and it's time for us to live our own lives.
Besides, taking this person too seriously would make him look cheap.
But Lu Xinian suddenly appeared in Jia Gu's company, and although he had just taken office not long ago, he was already responsible for the negotiations with Zhengxing.
Shangfeng hadn't thought about it before because his treatment at Zhenghang these days was the same as it had been years before, when he'd just established himself. Many reporters wanted to interview him, and other subsidiaries were constantly sending people to inquire about work matters. He was so busy that he had no time to stop and think.
But when he suddenly looked back, Shang Feng suddenly realized: If he didn't solve the trouble of Lu Xinian as soon as possible, this person would become a hurdle in his love with Yang Zheyu.
It's no use stepping over it, the threshold is still there.
——It’s not over until it’s completely demolished.
So he really thought so, he really wanted to send Lu Xinian and Jia Gu to prison together.
It's different from what Yang Zheyu thought of as 'making himself happy'.
"We'll see when the time comes." Yang Zheyu remained noncommittal, but the corners of his mouth curled up as he repeated the words, "We'll see when the time comes."
He seems to be smooth-talking, but in fact he is extremely stubborn and easily gets stuck in a rut, from which he cannot easily get out.
That's why after he determined that Shang Feng still had feelings for Lu Xinian, he decided to withdraw halfway and help them be together.
Now that he knew Shang Feng really didn't have any feelings for Lu Xinian and was really annoyed by him, Yang Zheyu said, "We'll talk about it later."
"Okay." Shang Feng looked at the dishes on the table, "Do you want to eat more?"
The fur ball beside him, knowing that Shang Feng was really thinking about sending Lu Xinian to jail, was in great pain. It finally understood: Shang Feng looked honest, but he was much more dangerous than Yang Zheyu. Yang Zheyu looked like a seasoned veteran, but he was a complete blank in this regard and could not read Shang Feng's thoughts at all!
Yang Zheyu didn't know that Maoqiu had thought of himself as a blank piece of paper.
The dishes on the table looked gorgeous, but he just had no appetite.
"Pack it up," Yang Zheyu said, "We can't waste food."
Jia Gu did not run away. He turned himself in the next day after chatting with Shang Feng.
This guy was quite smart. He started a live broadcast on the entire network before turning himself in to avoid being killed by others before he even went into prison.
Although he looked a bit stupid, even if he was killed by someone on the way, many people would think that his death was suspicious.
Jia Gu had always thought that the cooperation with Zhengxing was settled, and he had also publicized the cooperation with Zhengxing extensively. Now that he suddenly broke in, many people started to have conspiracy theories.
Some people said it must have been done by Shang Feng, some said it was done by Yang Zheyu, and some said it must have been done by Lu Xinian.
There are various versions of analysis, but none of them can avoid these three names.
As a system that doesn't need to sleep, Maoqiu has been reading online discussions about this incident 24 hours a day. Sometimes he thinks this analysis is good, and sometimes he thinks that analysis makes sense!
It wasn't until the next afternoon that I finally broke free from this state. I realized something was wrong. Didn't I know what was going on?
The system sighed in its heart: Humans are truly amazing creatures. They can analyze things they have never seen before in great detail, and they have even led a bystander who clearly witnessed the entire incident astray... even the bystander ball was misled.
Then it turned to look at the host and the host's lover, and finally saw the host's lover sitting up.
…
Shang Feng had heard Jia Gu's fart yesterday, and then he relaxed because of Yang Zheyu's arrival. He simply told his secretary to postpone the next day's meeting and lay in bed with Yang Zheyu until noon the next day, completely unaware that various versions of the analysis were already circulating online.
He felt for the phone beside the bed, unlocked it and took a look - it was 11 o'clock in the morning.
Just when Maoqiu was wondering whether the host's lover would see the various analysis versions on those social software and be led astray like himself.
Shang Feng held the phone and then retreated back into the quilt again.
system:【. . . . 】
The two of them were covered with one quilt, and Yang Zheyu naturally felt Shang Feng's movements. He opened his eyes and saw Shang Feng holding the phone and retracting into the quilt.
"...What are you looking at?" Yang Zheyu asked, his voice full of sleepiness.
"I'm looking at lunch." Shang Feng looked at him, then at the contact sheet with the contact information of major hotels, and was a little confused. "I'm thinking about which hotel's takeout to order from."
I was a little confused about whether to record the video, after all, Yang Zheyu's sleepy voice was really a bit disturbing.
Yang Zheyu closed his eyes and thought for a while. Just when Shang Feng put his finger on his face, intending to poke him to see if he had fallen asleep again, Yang Zheyu spoke again: "...I don't want to get up."
Shang Feng's hand, which had just touched Yang Zheyu's cheek, immediately retracted.
They had been together for three years and had done everything they should have done. But every time he did this little trick on Yang Zheyu, Shang Feng still felt guilty and embarrassed, and he didn't know why.
Shang Feng calmed himself down and pretended that nothing had happened and that he hadn't made any small movements. "Me too, but I still need to eat lunch. It will be delivered soon."
"...I don't want to wait." Yang Zheyu said again, this time dragging out the tone, sounding like he was acting coquettishly.
The cooking skills of those hotels that can store the food in Shangfeng’s mobile phone are indeed very good, and they will cook their own dishes first, but he doesn’t want to wait.
Of course the main reason was that he didn't want to get up.
"Then you wash up," Shang Feng continued to look at Yang Zheyu, "we can go to a random noodle shop downstairs and have a meal."
It’s not that he doesn’t want to buy into Yang Zheyu’s coquettishness, but skipping breakfast and lunch is too bad for his health.
Yang Zheyu never gets up to run with him, nor does he often go to the gym. Plus, he is lazy by nature, which always gives Shang Feng the illusion that this person could easily die.
Yang Zheyu sighed, and then there was no movement, as if he had suddenly fallen asleep.
But Shang Feng still stared at him, and his burning gaze made it impossible for Yang Zheyu to ignore it even if he wanted to.
Yang Zheyu could only reluctantly open his eyes: "...I hate you."
His three words were still a little sleepy, not like a complaint, but more like a temper. But Shang Feng was very honest, and subconsciously wanted to say "Why do you hate me?" and "Don't hate me."
But before Shang Feng could finish these two sentences, he was interrupted by Yang Zheyu's next action.
The man took hold of his wrist and gently poked his cheek.
Shang Feng's face immediately turned red.
"If you want to poke me, just poke me," Yang Zheyu let go of Shang Feng's hand and turned to touch the neatly folded clothes on the bedside table. "Aren't we lovers?"
He had just touched the corner of his clothes and was about to pull them together with his pants when Shang Feng, who seemed to be stunned, suddenly moved and this time got under the quilt again.
Yang Zheyu's hand trembled, and his clothes and pants fell to the ground. When the belt fell to the ground, it didn't make the muffled sound like clothes, but a crisp "snap".
"...Ancestor." Yang Zheyu lifted the quilt and looked at the person kneeling on his legs. He felt a little helpless, but also felt like laughing. "Didn't you say you were going to have lunch?"
Shang Feng's face flushed slightly. Just as his action was decisive just now, he felt embarrassed now. "Who told you to provoke me just now?"
If someone refuses to eat even when the food is right before his mouth, he is a fool. Yang Zheyu believes that he is not a fool. So even though he doesn't know how he provoked Shang Feng, he still reaches out and holds Shang Feng's waist.
The bodies of people who exercise regularly are different from those who don’t exercise much. They are not skinny, nor do they have excess fat, and they feel very comfortable to the touch.
Yang Zheyu held it, but did not move. Instead, he glanced at the ball of fur next to him.
The corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, and he seemed easy to talk to during normal conversations, always able to explain the entire story of his three generations of ancestors to those who had been bewitched. But now, his red fox-like eyes swept over, but with a hint of warning.
Maoqiu felt aggrieved and had no idea why they suddenly wanted to do that kind of thing again, but he still dutifully activated the one-click blocking function.
It feels wronged, but it doesn't know how to say it.
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