Chapter 55 Shura Field vs. Chaos [This chapter features 8 people...]
Lu Huaijin pressed pause with a "snap," licked the potato chip flavor from his mouth, and took a deep breath: "Wait a minute, I have a feeling that what's coming next is a big move, let me prepare myself mentally."
Wen Yinhe couldn't help but clutch his chest and exhale, pointing at An Zicheng on the screen and asking, "Do you know him?"
"You're treating me like an encyclopedia," Lu Huaijin chuckled, pinching Wen Yinhe's cheek and raising an eyebrow. "In your heart, do I know everyone?"
He had only meant to tease him, but Wen Yinhe looked at him with sincere and admiring eyes and nodded seriously.
In his mind, his CEO Lu was omnipotent.
Lu Huaijin was slightly taken aback, and a blush crept onto his face, revealing a hint of embarrassment.
No one dislikes being admired by their loved one.
Especially when gazed upon by such a handsome and gentle man with eyes full of admiration and dependence, Lu Huaijin felt an overwhelming sense of pleasure, his scalp tingling, and his inner pride about to explode.
Lu Huaijin coughed lightly, maintaining an elegant and noble demeanor despite his inner turmoil: "Although I have a wide network of connections, I don't know everyone. This is clearly just a child, not even in the same generation as me, but his surname is An..."
He paused, tapped his chin lightly with his finger, and pondered, "The Xiao family does have a close relationship with the An family. The two families are considered a good match, but the An family's son is quite young... Well, that was ten years ago. The last time I saw him, he was just a little kid who only reached my waist, probably in elementary school."
Wen Yinhe smiled and hooked Lu Huaijin's chin, wiping the residue from the corner of his mouth with a wet tissue, then leaned in and kissed him: "So he's grown up now and can get married."
"Mmm..." Lu Huaijin obediently raised his head to make it easier for Wen Yinhe to kiss him, then leaned comfortably on Wen Yinhe's shoulder and casually said, "I can fuck my brother now too."
"Pfft—" Wen Yinhe almost choked on his saliva and quickly patted his chest and coughed. His face flushed slightly from Lu Huaijin's lewd words. "Cough cough cough."
Lu Huaijin chuckled and patted Wen Yinhe on the back, then handed him his milk tea and gave him a sip, his face beaming with the satisfaction of a successful prank.
[Help! Hahahaha, President Lu's speech is as rough as ever! It's pleasant to listen to! I love listening to it! Cloudy!]
[Brother, you've raised me to be your brother, right? Call me brother during the day, and I'll call you brother at night... Hehehe, I've raised you all this time, it's time to repay me with my body...]
[Did no one notice that CEO Lu secretly slipped his milk tea into the actor's mouth? So cute! So cute!]
[Okay, okay, potato chips don't taste good without the other person's saliva, and milk tea won't be drunk without the other person's saliva. I suspect your mouths were each other's mouths in a past life, otherwise why would you always be trying to usurp the other person's mouth? (doge)]
Replay continues.
Upon hearing An Zicheng's ambiguous remarks, Xiao Ye's heart skipped a beat, and he became increasingly flustered. He even felt an inexplicable urge to rush out the door immediately, as his subconscious sense of danger was urging him to flee the scene.
"Marriage?" Xiao Jue couldn't help but laugh when he heard this. He lightly tapped An Zicheng on the head, thinking he was joking. "How old are you? What are you getting married for?"
“Brother Xiao, I’m an adult now!” An Zicheng said to Xiao Jue, but his eyes kept glancing at Xiao Ye.
“Yes, yes, you’re an adult now,” Xiao Jue said, oblivious to his little gesture, his tone rather helpless, “but in our hearts, you’ll always be a child.”
An Zicheng pursed her lips, then suddenly looked down at Xiao Ye, who was sitting at the bar with a flustered and evasive expression: "Brother A Ye, is that how you see me too?"
He leaned closer, his arms braced on the bar, his young and tall physique exuding a powerful presence. His voice was low and slow, each syllable uttered with a suggestive undertone: "Do you think I'm too young? Can we get married?"
Xiao was forced to lean back, his arm instinctively rising to support himself on An Zicheng's chest. He touched the boy's hot, muscular chest muscles, then quickly pulled back as if burned, his flustered expression clearly written on his face.
Xiao Jue's brow twitched suddenly. Even if his gaze toward An Zicheng was pure, he should have sensed something was amiss.
A sudden, unbelievable doubt arose in his mind, and he couldn't help but swallow hard before speaking in a hoarse voice:
"Zicheng, you..."
“Brother Xiao,” An Zicheng interrupted him in a low voice, looking directly into Xiao Jue’s eyes and asking seriously, “Would you like to have another younger brother?”
Xiao Jue's heart was in turmoil, and his voice trembled slightly as he tried to remain calm, saying, "What are you saying? You've been my and... Xiao Ye's younger brother since we were little."
He emphasized the last two words, "Xiao Ye," as if he were stubbornly resisting something.
An Zicheng, however, had no intention of letting any of them off easily, and stated almost openly, "I mean, the kind that is legally recognized."
The replay was filled with exclamation marks and comments like "No way, is it really what I thought?", while the live stream chat was buzzing with excitement.
【Aaaaaaah! It's coming! It's coming! Nuclear energy ahead! Epic nuclear energy ahead! First aid kits ready! Ambulance ready! nitroglycerin ready! I pfft pfft check check ding ding ding ding ding—】
Even Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin, watching from outside the screen, couldn't help but subconsciously hold their breath, nervously gripping each other's hands, staring intently at the screen. The whole scene seemed to freeze, not even a blink of an eye.
In front of everyone, amidst the screams of people both on and off the screen, An Zicheng suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of Xiao Ye.
The dim light in the bar accentuated his upright and slender figure, even in his position of power, with his broad shoulders and back clearly visible.
An Zicheng tilted her head back and looked at Xiao Ye with clear and focused eyes. Her eyes were so bright and ardent, as if they could only hold Xiao Ye. Her thick eyelashes cast shadows on her eyelids and trembled slightly with tension.
Xiao Ye's breath caught in his throat, his peach blossom eyes widened, and he instinctively retreated in panic, but An Zicheng gripped his hands tightly, not allowing him to escape.
He could clearly feel that the boy's hand was trembling slightly, and sweat instantly soaked the back of his hand, as if a drowning person was grabbing a piece of driftwood and holding on with all their might.
Xiao met An Zicheng's pleading gaze, and his heart softened slightly. He frowned in hesitation, but ultimately did not forcefully break free.
With just two seconds of hesitation, Xiao no longer had a chance to escape.
An Zicheng's handsome, youthful features were filled with an innocent naiveté and a desperate, all-or-nothing devotion. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, his voice trembled slightly, his Adam's apple bobbed wildly, his throat was extremely dry and hoarse, and his words were incoherent.
"Brother Aye... no, Xiao Ye, I like you, I love you, I've loved you for so long. You have no idea how much I love you. The moment I heard the news of your divorce, I knew my chance had come, so I rushed back to China overnight. Heaven knows how long I've waited for this moment. It must be that God has taken pity on me and given me such a big surprise in my coming of age. Brother Aye... Xiao Ye, please marry me! I love you!"
hiss.
Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin both gasped, their bright eyes filled with admiration for An Zicheng.
This kid... he's pretty fierce.
[Ahhhhh, he really proposed?! Was this all so sudden?! Are kids these days so impulsive?!]
[Holy crap! Youth is so impetuous! Skipping the confession stage and going straight to proposing, huh? Okay, okay, I can tell you're in a real rush! You really only rushed back to China to get married!]
[This straightforward approach is so satisfying! Younger, more assertive men are so much better! Great stamina! Great physique! Full of energy and enthusiasm! They know how to be charming and endearing, offering plenty of emotional value! They're so much better than those scumbags who only know how to belittle people all day long, right?!]
[Wait... how old is he? Huh? Just turned 18??? My god, this is a diamond-level high school boy with a pure and innocent look! 18 is great! Little brother, I believe your lower half is also 18! I can't take it anymore, this is really amazing, young master, please say yes! Haven't you been putting up with that short, stomach-soothing guy for so long? This one will definitely give you happiness! Get him quickly!]
However, while the viewers in the live chat were thrilled, some people were envious.
Enraged, Zheng Shuming rushed forward and, losing his temper, punched An Zicheng in the face. He then grabbed An Zicheng by the collar and dragged him to the ground, yelling, "You fucking get up! You're not allowed to kneel before my wife!"
Xiao was startled. His first reaction was to quickly cup An Zicheng's face in his hands and ask with concern, "Zicheng, are you alright?"
"Waaah," An Zicheng's eyes welled up with tears of grievance. She turned her face slightly, deliberately showing the red swelling on her cheekbone, which looked both glaring and pitiful against her fair and delicate face. She carefully clutched Xiao Ye's clothes and said, "Brother Ye, my face hurts so much..."
Xiao Ye's anger flared up instantly. He shielded An Zicheng's head with one hand, glared fiercely at Zheng Shuming, and angrily rebuked him like a parent protecting their child: "Zheng Shuming! What's wrong with you? Why are you hitting the child!"
"A child?" Zheng Shuming stared in disbelief at An Zicheng, who was burying his face in Xiao Ye's stomach and feigning pitifulness. He was furious. "This little brat wants to sleep with you! And he's still a child?"
Xiao Ye's face stiffened, and he covered An Zicheng's ears with embarrassment and shame: "How can you be so vulgar? Saying this to a child!"
"You're absolutely unreasonable!" Zheng Shuming pointed at Xiao Ye incredulously, his hair standing on end, almost going crazy with anger. "You're just protecting this little brat like that, aren't you? I'm your man, you bastard!"
[The new guy is a real gem! A real gem! Actually, I've always thought that scumbag actors are actually pretty good at acting, and now, another acting master has arrived! Now we've met our match, hahaha!]
[Younger, crybaby types are the best! They cry while they do it! The harder they cry, the harder they do it! Young master, I think you should just give in~~~ You're no match for this little wolf!]
"Zheng Shuming! Get out of here!" Xiao Jue strode over and kicked Zheng Shuming away, his face full of anger. "Xiao Ye has nothing to do with you anymore, how dare you call yourself his man?!"
After kicking him, he reached out and grabbed An Zicheng's arm, veins throbbing on his forehead, feeling like his head was about to explode: "An Zicheng! You get up too!"
"No!" An Zicheng knelt on the ground and hugged Xiao Ye's waist tightly. When he lifted his face from Xiao Ye's abdomen, it was covered with crystal tears. His hair was messy, and his swollen face was full of the panic and stubbornness of a young man. He looked at him almost pleadingly.
"Please don't reject me directly, Brother Aye, please, I love you, I really love you, please give me a chance, I don't want much, just let me try..."
An Zicheng confessed while crying and wailing, his face covered in snot and tears, filled with the bitterness and pain he had suppressed for so long.
More than a marriage proposal, it was an outpouring of her long-held, hopeless unrequited love, the ecstasy of finally seeing a glimmer of hope, and the fear of falling back into the painful past after being rejected. She was begging her beloved brother for mercy.
He'd been waiting for this day for so many years, almost to the point of being a freak. What's wrong with crying a little? After all, his brother Aya doted on him and hadn't pushed him away, hadn't he?
Ultimately, it's nothing more than taking advantage of being favored and becoming arrogant.
Because she clearly knew where her brother's bottom line was and how tolerant he was of her, she took advantage of his doting affection to act recklessly.
As it turned out, Xiao really couldn't bring himself to be ruthless.
Xiao felt both heartache and distress, yet she still subconsciously stroked An Zicheng's hair as before, gently comforting him.
The last time he saw An Zicheng was five years ago at his wedding with Zheng Shuming.
A 13-year-old boy, dressed in a smart, well-tailored suit and holding a bunch of blooming sunflowers, strode up to him and asked earnestly, "Brother Aye, do you really love him?"
That day, for the first time, Xiao didn't see a smile on An Zicheng's face; not at all throughout the entire day.
However, at the time, he only found the boy's feigned serious expression cute and interesting, and nodded with happiness in his eyes, saying, "Yes, I love him."
"Okay, I understand." An Zicheng nodded, without saying a word or offering any blessings. She simply handed the sunflower in her arms to Xiao Ye, then silently turned and left.
No one saw that the moment the boy turned around, tears streamed silently down his face uncontrollably, as if he had lost his entire world.
Xiao Ye, meanwhile, picked up the sunflower with a blank and ignorant expression, lowered his eyes, and took a deep breath of its delicate fragrance.
He remembered the meaning of sunflowers—
Positive, hopeful, courageous, and driven.
It's probably a wish for a bright future for him, which is definitely Zicheng's style.
But we forgot that sunflowers also have another meaning—
Silent love and loyalty.
After delivering the flowers, Xiao didn't see An Zicheng for the rest of the day. After asking, he learned that An Zicheng had left the wedding without saying a word.
Although he found it strange that An Zicheng left in such a hurry, he didn't have time to think about it with the wedding ceremony just around the corner.
Not long after, we received news that An Zicheng had gone abroad to study.
This departure lasted for a full five years.
Now, five years later, when they meet again, the child who once only reached his nose has grown to be half a head taller than him.
But he never dreamed that this child had always harbored such feelings for him...
Xiao couldn't help but glance at his brother, and seeing that Xiao Jue's face showed no less despair and astonishment than his own, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
That's great. It seems his brother didn't notice either, so it's not his problem. It's just that this kid is too good at hiding it, so we can't blame him.
“Brother Aye, I’m sorry I’m late. I wish I had been born earlier. Do you know how resentful I’ve been all these years? It’s because I know clearly that it’s not that I’m not good enough that I can’t have you, it’s just that I’m too late. My age and health aren’t right yet, which makes me even more resentful and bitter. I resent God for playing such a cruel trick on me and making me so unlucky to be born at the wrong time.”
With tears streaming down her face, An Zicheng pitifully rubbed her soft cheek against Xiao Ye's knee. Her tear-streaked eyelashes trembled, making her look incredibly heartbreaking.
"Fortunately, my brother is finally divorced, so he can marry me now..."
An Zicheng murmured as she raised her damp, swollen face, her icy fingertips tentatively touching Xiao Ye's hand, as carefully as if she were touching a petal falling on the water's surface.
Xiao's hand trembled slightly, and she swallowed hard, but in the end, she couldn't bring herself to shake off the boy's hand.
An Zicheng quickly and happily grasped Xiao Ye's hand, rubbing it against her wet cheek. With teary eyes, she looked at Xiao Ye and said:
"Brother Aye, what type do you like? Am I okay with you? I've never stopped exercising and working out over the years, and I eat very healthily even when I'm abroad. Look at my muscles, look at my body. The one you just hugged, it felt pretty good, right? Isn't it much better than that guy who only cares about his stomach? He's not as tall or strong as me, is he?"
While An Zicheng was frantically promoting himself, he also didn't forget to subtly put down Zheng Shuming.
Zheng Shuming's facial features were almost distorted, and he could no longer see his usual gentle and refined demeanor. He wanted nothing more than to pounce on An Zicheng and tear him to pieces.
An Zicheng continued rambling on, speaking rapidly, as if afraid that if he missed this opportunity, he would never be able to say it again:
"Brother Aye, I watch your live streams every day. I know you've always had some complaints about that 'stomach-nourishing man,' but I'm different. My body is very healthy and mature. Although I haven't had any real experience, I've tried it myself and it works great. It lasts a long time, so I guarantee I can satisfy all your needs..."
"Zicheng!" Xiao Ye suddenly covered An Zicheng's mouth, clenching her teeth in shame and scolding him with her cheeks flushed red, "Don't say such things outside!"
An Zicheng kissed Xiao Ye's palm, gently rubbed his hand against it, and looked at him obediently: "Okay, Brother Ye, when we get back, I'll only tell you."
"That's not what I meant..." Xiao also felt his palm burning hot from being rubbed, and his fingertips trembled slightly.
He rubbed his temples, his head aching, opened his mouth, and said with a strained and cruel voice, "Zicheng, I've always only ever thought of you as a younger brother..."
After saying that, Xiao couldn't help but despise himself.
Holy crap, what kind of scumbag quotes are these? I never thought such words would come out of his mouth.
An Zicheng burst into tears, as if his pride had been touched. His face flushed red, and he cried out, "But I don't want to be your brother! I want to be your husband! I want you!"
Wow! That was a really good shout from my little brother! It's practically reached the F cup, the lower lip is even open!
[Ahhhh, what a good little brother! He didn't treat us like family even on our first visit! He really tells his older brothers and sisters everything, so sweet! Keep it up!]
[Without the older brother's doting affection, there would be no younger brother's wild antics. Isn't the younger brother just being unrestrained because of his older brother A-Ye's pampering? Isn't that right, A-Ye-ge?]
[Hahaha, I'm dying of laughter! Hey lady, why can you send voice messages?! This generation of netizens is so mean! I love it!]
Du Ruopu looked left and right, and seeing that everyone was busy, he felt a little out of place if he did nothing. So he hesitated and stepped forward, trying to join in.
However, he had barely taken a step when a familiar, tall figure suddenly blocked his way, whispering a reprimand to the person beside him:
What do you want to do?
Du Ruopu turned his head and saw that Shu Bao'er had sneaked up at some point and had been caught red-handed by Xiao Jue.
"I..." Shu Bao'er's hand, which was about to take Du Ruopu's arm, was still raised in the air when Xiao Jue blocked it. She awkwardly withdrew it, glanced at Xiao Jue timidly, and then looked at Du Ruopu with a pitiful and unwilling expression, stammering, "I'm looking for my husband..."
"Your husband?" Xiao Jue subtly blocked his gaze from Du Ruopu, glanced coldly at Shu Bao'er, and curled his thin lips into a contemptuous smile, scoffing, "Heh."
Although not a single word was said, the sarcasm was absolutely palpable.
Shu Bao'er's cheeks instantly flushed red with embarrassment and anger, feeling as if she had been mocked from head to toe.
However, when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the possessiveness and hostility hidden in Xiao Jue's eyes, his body suddenly trembled, as if a thunderbolt had suddenly struck him from above, startling him so much that his heart pounded wildly and he almost forgot how to breathe.
His eyes were filled with astonishment and disbelief.
No...impossible!
What's so great about Du Ruopu? How could the eldest son of the Xiao family possibly take a liking to her?
And...aren't these two similar in appearance?!
Du Ruopu clearly likes his type!
At the same time, Zheng Shuming, standing nearby, let out a hoarse, furious roar: "He clearly likes my type! You little brat, how dare you try to steal my wife?!"
Xiao Jue tilted his head back and covered his face; his head was about to explode.
He glanced at Du Ruopu, who was still standing there dumbfounded and confused, and simply grabbed his hand, dragging him into the battlefield with him.
Then, he raised a long leg and kicked Zheng Shuming in the buttocks as he was barking like a dog.
[Hahahaha, this chaotic scene is so satisfying! The place is in complete chaos, everyone hurry up and drink while it's hot! I'll have a bowl first!]
[I can't take it anymore, I'm laughing so hard! How can the young master be so busy?! Running back and forth between the two places! It feels like the young master desperately needs an oxygen tank, hahaha! This place wouldn't fall apart without the young master keeping things in order!]
[Don't even mention it, my eyes are about to burst! I don't even know whose face to look at! Everyone's expressions are priceless! I feel like I could go back and rewatch this live stream a hundred times!]
[Let me count how many scumbags the young master will kick tonight, hahaha! Good kick! Good kick! Perfect for making up for all the scumbags the young master didn't get to kick!]
[So many people! So lively! Such a chaotic web of relationships, such captivating love and hate! Let's fight! Let's fight!]
Wen Yinhe and Lu Huaijin were both stunned.
Wen Yinhe grabbed a piece of air from the potato chip bag and slowly held it to Lu Huaijin's lips.
Lu Huaijin opened his mouth and bit down, then put a wad of air in his mouth and chewed it without realizing it, or even swallowed something.
After a long pause, Wen Yinhe let out a deeply moved exclamation:
"My God..."
So while he was diligently fighting for the country, things were really going on back home?
It's all in chaos, complete chaos.
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