Pan Yang arrived at the birthday banquet soon. There were many people at the banquet, and they were all a little surprised to see Pan Yang. They thought that Young Master Ren would not come.
In the middle of the banquet, Suzhou—no, I should say Jiang Su Nan—stood there, holding a glass of red wine, clearly waiting for Fan Yang.
Pan Yang walked over in a few steps, rubbing his wrist: "Stop talking nonsense, just fight."
"Don't rush," Jiang Sunan said, swirling the wine in his glass. "So many people are watching. If you kill me, what will they think? That Young Master Ren attempted murder out of love turned to hate?"
Pan Yang rolled his eyes and asked in a cold tone, "What exactly do you want?"
"Nothing much, just wanted to chat with you." Jiang Sunan shrugged and picked up a glass of red wine from the table and handed it to Fan Yang.
Pan Yang did not reach out to take it, nor did he feel embarrassed as he put the wine glass back on the table.
“Pan Yang, I’m really curious, what would you do for Zhou Yang?” Jiang Sunan’s face revealed a strange smile: “Or rather, would you be willing to give up your own life for him? You have to understand that my godfather and I can kill him at any time.”
"Then just kill him." Pan Yang showed no panic. The two were very close, and Jiang Su Nan could clearly see the murderous intent in his eyes, which were like deep pools.
Well, they really don't dare to kill Zhou Yang right now. If they kill that person directly, it would completely enrage Fan Yang. If Fan Yang disappears, that's fine, but if he doesn't, the entire Time and Space Administration will be wiped out. They don't dare to gamble.
But having feelings and people you care about also means having weaknesses, doesn't it?
Pan Yang narrowed his eyes. To be honest, he really wanted to kill Jiang Suonan right now, but with so many people around, it was a bit difficult.
Jiang Suonan chuckled and reached out to Pan Yang. Pan Yang reflexively took a step back, only to see that Jiang Suonan was simply taking the cake from the tray in the hand of the person walking past Pan Yang.
"Don't be nervous." Jiang Sunan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of smirk. "No rush, we'll have many more opportunities to kill them."
"You're crazy." Pan Yang was completely speechless. The more he looked at Jiang Su Nan, the more disgusted he felt.
"Thank you for the compliment, but compared to you, I'm much more normal. I'm not like you who would kill my own father."
"..." Pan Yang looked at Jiang Sunan quietly, but a murderous aura emanated from him.
"Pan Yang." Qi Zhouyang's voice suddenly came from behind.
Before Pan Yang could turn around to look at him, Qi Zhouyang suddenly pulled him away, creating some distance between him and Jiang Sunan.
"Young Master Su, what is this?" Qi Zhouyang held Pan Yang's wrist, trying to be gentle. This person and Pan Yang had just been standing so close.
"Nothing much, just chatting with old friends." Jiang Sunan finished the last sip of red wine, put down his glass, and gently extended his hand, still holding the cake he had just picked up: "Want some cake?"
"No, since Young Master Su has nothing else to do, I'll take Pan Yang and leave now."
Jiang Sunan seemed oblivious to the hostility in his eyes and shrugged: "Then let's talk again next time we meet."
Before he could finish speaking, Pan Yang was pulled away from the banquet by Qi Zhouyang. Thinking that Pan Yang had come from home just to see Suzhou, he felt depressed. He had clearly said he wouldn't come, clearly said he didn't like Suzhou. Unconsciously, he tightened his grip on Pan Yang's hand.
Pan Yang gasped, pulling his wrist away. His entire wrist was red from being squeezed. He finally understood why Jiang Su Nan had texted him to come. This guy knew he couldn't beat him, so he tried to provoke Zhou Yang and resorted to these underhanded tactics.
Seeing that Fan Yang had pulled his hand away, Qi Zhouyang's anger intensified: "You like him, don't you? You only said you liked me because he looks a lot like me, right? Fan Yang, I'm no worse than him, I just have a slight hearing problem..."
He kept his head down, not daring to look at Pan Yang's expression. He was afraid that if he looked over, he would see the man's mocking face. He even thought about taking off his hearing aid.
That way, no matter what Huan Yang said to him, he wouldn't hear it. But he didn't dare take it off, because if he did, he wouldn't know what Huan Yang was saying either...
This was the first time he had ever hated himself for having hearing problems.
Pan Yang looked at him and took a deep breath: "Zhou Yang, look up at me."
Upon hearing the sound, Zhou Yang clenched his fist but didn't move. What would this person think of him...? He had just dragged Huan Yang out directly...
“Zhou Yang, I know you can hear me. Look up at me.”
"..." Zhou Yang's eyelashes trembled, and he looked up at Huan Yang. To his surprise, Huan Yang was unusually calm, without anger or mockery, and looked so indifferent.
Pan Yang seemed somewhat helpless: "I came to find him not because I like him, but just because I wanted to beat him up. And I don't like you because you look like him. You are you, unique."
“Just as you said, you’re no worse than him.” Pan Yang took Zhou Yang’s hand and kissed his ear.
Looking at Pan Yang's expression, Qi Zhouyang saw that the man's eyes were full of seriousness, without the slightest hint of joking. He opened his mouth and said, "Sorry, I got too emotional."
He lowered his eyes, regretting his impulsiveness, then noticed a red mark on Pan Yang's wrist, his pupils shrinking slightly: "Your wrist, I didn't mean to, does it hurt a lot? I lost control just now, don't be angry."
"It doesn't hurt, it's okay."
Qi Zhouyang was silent for a moment, then finally hugged Pan Yang and habitually rubbed against Pan Yang's neck.
Pan Yang raised his hand and gently patted his back, then his hand inexplicably landed on Qi Zhouyang's hearing aid. He slowly asked, "Do you believe me?"
"I believe you." Then he couldn't hear anything anymore. Pan Yang put the hearing aid in his pocket and kissed the corner of his mouth.
Then, Pan Yang held his hand tightly and led him to a car not far away, where he sat in the passenger seat.
Their eyes were fixed on Pan Yang, and soon they arrived at the Ren family's residence.
Pan Yang got out of the car first, walked to the passenger side door, opened the door and reached out to Zhou Yang.
Qi Zhouyang looked at those slender fingers, put them on, and got out of the car. Pan Yang returned the hearing aid from his pocket to him.
Upon entering the living room, Qi Zhouyang looked at Pan Yang and began to speak. Although he couldn't hear what the man was saying, he knew what he was saying.
He said it didn't matter if he couldn't hear his voice. He never loved people with his voice. No matter where he was or whether he could hear or see him, as long as he sincerely felt it, Pan Yang was by his side.
After that, Qi Zhouyang simply bought a house next to the Ren family's house, and Jiang Sunan had indeed not contacted Pan Yang even once since the last time. Not long after, the Su family declared bankruptcy.
Pan Yang knew without a doubt who did it, but since the person was still pretending not to know, he didn't bother to find out. It didn't matter to him anyway.
Then, the two of them went abroad to get their marriage certificate and hold a wedding with lightning speed, completely stunning Ren's parents.
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