Chapter 63 Tensions Rise: He's my boyfriend now.
Yesterday, Li Baidong massaged Xing Lan so well that he woke up the next day feeling both physically and mentally comfortable.
He had been troubled by Jiang Mingyu's matter for the past few days, and only yesterday did he feel a little relieved after a long time.
He got up leisurely, changed his clothes, and went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.
Every day, Li Baidong would calculate Xing Lan's wake-up time, prepare warm water for him in advance, squeeze out toothpaste, and neatly place the toothbrush and tooth cup on the washstand.
The new toothpaste we bought for the house is green grape flavored, with a light fruity scent and a refreshing taste. A bit of toothpaste foam landed on Xing Lan's lips, which he casually wiped away with his fingertip.
After washing up, Xing Lan sat down at the dining table and ate the breakfast that Li Baidong had prepared for him.
Li Baidong is clingy every day, but today he seemed especially clingy.
He moved his chair very close to Xing Lan's, and while Xing Lan was eating with his eyes down, he leaned over to massage his shoulders, speaking softly and gently in his ear. His narrow eyes were upturned, as if deliberately seducing him, and his warm breath touched Xing Lan's neck and shoulders.
Li Baidong smiled slightly and said casually, "Brother, I suddenly remembered that I haven't been to your new company yet. Where is your new company? Is it far from here? How about I take you there today?"
Xing Lan paused for a moment, her body stiffening imperceptibly, and she made an excuse to refuse, saying, "No need... The new company is quite far from the apartment. If you take me there, I'll definitely be late for school. I can drive myself."
"Oh, I see. That's a bit of a shame."
Li Baidong stared at him with his dark eyes. Although he still had a natural smile on his face, Xing Lan was probably feeling guilty. He was uneasy under Li Baidong's undisguised gaze and couldn't even taste his favorite fresh milk and ham sandwich.
He hurriedly stuffed the last bit of bread into his mouth, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Li Baidong again, then stood up and said somewhat hastily, "I'm finished eating, I'm leaving now."
"Okay, brother, bye-bye." Li Baidong leisurely watched Xing Lan's back as he frantically tied his tie in front of the full-length mirror by the door, and said meaningfully, "See you tonight."
Xing Lan was in a hurry to get away and didn't understand the deeper meaning hidden in his "see you tonight". She grabbed her briefcase and hurriedly left.
After he left, Li Baidong slowly stretched, took out his phone, and opened the photo album.
Li Baidong has a private photo album that he has been keeping for a long time. It requires a password to open and contains mostly photos of Xing Lan, which even Xing Lan herself has never seen before.
The latest picture in the album was a contract he secretly took last night while Xing Lan was asleep. The document not only specified the name and address of Xing Lan's new company, but also included the contact number for the receptionist.
He zoomed in on the screen, staring blankly at the meticulously written address, copied it, and imported it into his usual map software.
In the evening, Xing Lan was packing up to leave work when she suddenly heard the familiar sound of a motorcycle engine.
His heart tightened, and his gaze, through the clear glass window beside him, instinctively drifted downstairs.
Two motorcycles, one black and one red, were parked downstairs at the company, standing out conspicuously on the clean, tree-lined road.
Two motorcycles of different models, each arrogant and menacing, approached. Their two owners, each with their own agenda, stared at each other with ill intent.
The atmosphere was oppressive, tense, and filled with the smell of gunpowder that could ignite at any moment.
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Jiang Mingyu threw away cakes and milk tea for several days in a row, and finally realized that Xing Lan was not so greedy. He couldn't win him over by just giving him food and drinks.
Therefore, in his desperation, he made a foolish decision and changed his approach. He wrote a peace pact by hand overnight and planned to hold it at Xing Lan's company every day from that day until Xing Lan was willing to reconcile with him.
The incredibly tacky peace sign bore the following words in bold, large letters: 【(crying face)(heart) Lanlan, I was wrong, I love you, please forgive me (heart)(crying face)】
However, just as he stopped his motorcycle, took the sign out of his bag, and was about to hold it up to the glass window of the building across the street, another man on a motorcycle suddenly reached out and snatched it away.
The young man who appeared out of nowhere not only threw his carefully crafted signboard hard on the ground, but also deliberately drove his car over it.
In just a few seconds, the entire sign was instantly destroyed. All those disgusting words like "I love you" and "I was wrong" were torn to shreds, leaving only the first two characters, "Lanlan," clean and intact.
Jiang Mingyu, who already had a terrible temper, exploded at the sight of this. He grabbed Li Baidong by the collar, forcing him to stop the car: "Who the hell are you? Don't you know I'm using this to chase after someone?"
Li Baidong lowered his eyes and smiled, but when he raised his eyes again, his gaze was incredibly fierce.
"Who gave you permission to pursue him?" he asked, enunciating each word clearly.
Jiang Mingyu scoffed, tilting his head as if he found it amusing, and looked at Li Baidong with a sidelong glance: "Are you an idiot? What's wrong? Do I need your permission to pursue my ex-boyfriend? Who do you think you are? Do you live by the sea? Why are you so nosy?"
Li Baidong pursed his lips, pointed to the sign on the ground, and asked, "Lanlan... is your ex-boyfriend Xing Lan?"
“Yes.” Jiang Mingyu looked at Li Baidong suspiciously. “How do you know? Do you know him too?”
Li Baidong crossed his arms, smiled, and answered Jiang Mingyu slowly, "Yes, I know him. He's my boyfriend now."
"..."
These words, combined with their old grudges, made them even more hostile towards each other, and the situation instantly became tense.
Li Baidong and Jiang Mingyu stared intently at each other, their eyes filled with intense hostility, their gazes like sharp knives piercing each other. Their equally tall and muscular bodies stood ramrod straight, their chins held high, neither showing the slightest sign of fear.
If they weren't still bound by their meager rationality, they would be itching for a fight right now, to run each other over with a motorcycle, to strangle each other with a rope, or to prepare a hundred-pound vase on a high-rise building and "accidentally" kill each other by smashing it down when the other person is passing by.
"Don't come looking for Xing Lan again." Li Baidong broke the strange silence first, saying coldly, "Xing Lan has fallen in love with me, and as far as I know, he hates you very much."
He raised an eyebrow, his dark eyes looking at Jiang Mingyu, his tone relaxed and smiling: "Do you know what your contact name is in his phone?"
"You're lucky today, I'm being kind to tell you. It's a pile of shit."
Jiang Mingyu glanced at Li Baidong from head to toe, noticing the trendy hoodie he was wearing and the motorcycle parked beside him, and shook his head with a contemptuous smile.
"So you're the so-called new boyfriend Xing Lan was talking about?" Jiang Mingyu deliberately spoke casually, as if he didn't take him seriously at all. "So that's why..."
"Do you know who you look exactly like now?" Jiang Mingyu lowered his voice and sarcastically laughed as Li Baidong's eyes grew increasingly dark. "You are exactly like me when I was in college."
“Even your hair color, I dyed it the same back then. But this hair color was very popular back then, and it's outdated and doesn't look good anymore after all these years.”
Upon hearing his deliberate provocation, Li Baidong's expression turned cold, anger surged in his dark eyes, and his fists clenched involuntarily.
Jiang Mingyu patted Li Baidong on the shoulder triumphantly: "Brother, thank you. Thank you for letting me know that my Lanlan has never forgotten me."
“He loved me so much that even when I was abroad and he couldn’t be with me, he still had to find a substitute who looked like me to be with.”
“But now that I’m back in China,” Jiang Mingyu said casually, tilting his head. “Brother, let me give you a piece of advice: now that the real person is back, you, the stand-in, should hurry up and pack up and go home. Don’t humiliate yourself in front of the white moonlight anymore.”
Li Baidong smiled coldly, his tongue pressed against his back teeth, his gaze sharp as he stared at Jiang Mingyu, his expression as cold as a knife.
“I don’t think I have anything in common with you. I’m younger than you, more considerate, and understand his thoughts better than you do. I wouldn’t try to pursue someone with a stupid piece of paper like you do. What makes you think I’m your substitute?”
Jiang Mingyu said matter-of-factly, "Xing Lan and I have known each other since we started college. The relationship between us is something you can't compare to in just two or three days."
"If you've ever been to his house, you should know he has a dog, right?" Jiang Mingyu sneered. "You're in luck today, so I'll reluctantly tell you: I bought that dog, and I also gave it to him."
"You only know that the dog is called the Little Prince, but do you know who the prince's real father is, and who the king who has a prince and a queen is?"
Li Baidong paused for a moment, a glint of light flashing in his eyes that he could not hide. This subtle change was keenly noticed by Jiang Mingyu.
He laughed twice and said confidently, "The fact that he still keeps that dog means he still likes me, he's just playing hard to get."
"Believe it or not, I can make you break up in less than a month, win Xing Lan back, and make him willingly chase after me, call me 'husband,' and be with me...?"
Before he could finish speaking, he saw Li Baidong clench his teeth, his thin face cast in the shadows of the sunless sky, giving him a chillingly gloomy appearance.
His face was as black as ink, and his voice sounded colder than the solid ice beneath the snow-capped mountains.
"Don't even think about it!"
Li Baidong suddenly stepped forward, easily grabbing Jiang Mingyu's throat with his hand. He tilted his head slightly, staring intently at Jiang Mingyu, and said in a low voice, "If you dare to touch him, I'll kill you."
His tone was serious, not like he was just making threats, but rather like he really intended to do it. The force in his hand gradually increased, as if he really wanted to strangle him to death.
Jiang Mingyu felt a chill run down his spine for no apparent reason, and his throat hurt terribly, making it hard to breathe. But he quickly regained his composure, raised his chin disdainfully, and said to Li Baidong, "Cough... You make it sound so scary. In front of everyone, do you really intend to attack me?"
Before he could finish speaking, in the blink of an eye, Jiang Mingyu felt a dark shadow flash past his eyes, and Li Baidong's fist, filled with rage, came crashing down on him without mercy.
He instinctively closed his eyes and held his breath, but the fist suddenly stopped 0.01 millimeters away from him.
"...Baidong!"
Jiang Mingyu slightly opened his eyes and saw a whiter, slender hand tightly gripping Li Baidong's wrist, stopping him in time.
After seeing the two of them confronting each other downstairs at the company from outside the window, Xing Lan quickly took the elevator downstairs.
Because he had run too fast, he was still panting after stopping, and his fair face was a little red from the cold wind.
Xing Lan coughed lightly twice, not glancing at Jiang Mingyu beside her, and looked directly at Li Baidong with concern: "Are you alright?"
Upon seeing Xing Lan arrive, Li Baidong's expression instantly lost its previous gloomy and cold demeanor, and his eyes turned red.
He silently released his grip on Jiang Mingyu's throat, pouted with a wronged expression, lowered his head and buried himself in Xing Lan's arms, gently hugging him as if he were about to cry.
"elder brother……"
The coldness in his eyes when he glanced at Jiang Mingyu just now contrasted sharply with the soft, whiny tone he used when facing Xing Lan. He pitifully complained to Xing Lan as if he had been bullied terribly.
Xing Lan raised her arm and gently rubbed the back of his neck, comforting him, "It's alright, it's nothing."
Jiang Mingyu's neck was red from being choked by Li Baidong. He was breathing heavily and stared at Xing Lan with wide eyes incredulously: "Lanlan, did you see that? He was the one choking me and even raised his fist to hit me! I didn't lay a finger on him. Why are you concerned about him?"
Xing Lan shifted her gaze from Li Baidong and turned to look at Jiang Mingyu. Her previously worried expression instantly turned cold, and her tone was indifferent, full of disgust for him.
That's enough.
"Jiang Mingyu, I've told you before, I can never be with you again."
"I forbid you from harassing me again, and I forbid you from bothering the people around me."
"Otherwise, the courthouse, the police station, or the hospital. Pick any of these three places, I don't mind sending you there."
After Xing Lan finished speaking, she glared at Jiang Mingyu with extreme disgust, then changed her expression and said to Li Baidong, who was nestled in her arms, with utmost tenderness, "Ignore him. Did you come to pick me up? Let's go."
Li Baidong sniffed, gave a muffled "hmm," and looked up at Xing Lan with an innocent expression, saying, "Brother, why don't you ride in my car? Let's go home together."
Xing Lan hesitated for a moment. Although he had driven himself today, he nodded when he saw Li Baidong's wet and pleading eyes.
Jiang Mingyu listened irritably to the two of them whispering sweet nothings in their ear, and after hearing this, he looked at Xing Lan in disbelief.
"What do you mean? Going home together? Are you already living together?"
"Why? Xing Lan, why did you always refuse to let me rent a place near the school so we could live together?"
Xing Lan didn't answer him or even glance at him, ignoring his words. She turned and sat on the back of Li Baidong's motorcycle, reaching out to skillfully wrap her arms around his waist. The movement was very natural, clearly indicating that she was already used to it.
Li Baidong, however, seemed to be doing him a favor, glancing slightly through his helmet at Jiang Mingyu, who was standing there dumbfounded, and mouthing the message to him.
"Because I am his most beloved boyfriend."
"And you, you're just a pile of shit."
Enraged, Jiang Mingyu gave him the middle finger.
However, Li Baidong had already sped away on his motorcycle with his sweetheart in tow, and no one except Jiang Mingyu himself saw his actions.
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