Chapter 100 Like

It was past eleven when Jiang Wu returned to Ziyuan. He thought Han Zhong had already gone to bed, but when he entered the room, he saw him sitting on the sofa in the dim living room in pajamas, watching TV. His angular and handsome face was half hidden in the darkness, and he wore a pair of thin plain glasses on his high nose, which made his black eyes look a little more distant and cold.

The broad shoulders made the silver-grey pajamas straight and stylish, giving it a haute couture feel. The slender arms were casually draped on the sofa back, with slender fingers, distinct joints, and full of power.

Hearing the door open behind him, Han Zhong turned his head subconsciously, and suddenly saw someone standing behind him. He was slightly surprised, "You're back?"

"Um."

Jiang Wu lowered his eyes and looked at his face quietly without saying anything else.

Han Zhong's cheeks felt slightly hot when he looked at him, and he looked away, "Why didn't you call me to pick you up?"

“I forgot.”

"I remember you have a driver's license, and I have another car in my garage, you go first--"

Before Han Zhong finished speaking, his face was suddenly held in his hands. When he looked up, he met Jiang Wu's eyes, which were so close to him. He was startled, "...What's wrong?"

Jiang Wu bent his waist, resting one hand on the sofa back, holding his face with the other hand, lowering his head and moving closer to look at him carefully, from his eyebrows to his nose, lips, jaw, and protruding Adam's apple, his eyes caressed him bit by bit as if it was real.

Han Zhong stared at his drooping brows, his heartbeat quickened, and his throat couldn't help but slide up and down. This subtle movement once again caught Jiang Wu's attention. He raised his eyes to meet Han Zhong's eyes, and saw his own reflection in the darkness, like a deep sea reflecting the stars.

He had known for a long time that Yan Chong was good-looking. In the past during the Great Zhou Dynasty, he had attracted the attention of men and women in the imperial city of Xiangdu. Even if he was a lowly prince in the cold palace, there were always many people who would take a detour to pass by Prince Ding's mansion every morning just to see Prince Ding returning home from court.

After he ascended the throne, many civil and military officials vied with each other to send their daughters to the harem as concubines. Of course, some also sent their sons. It was said that because he was always with Yan Zhong, they thought the emperor was a homosexual. But he knew that nothing happened between him and Yan Zhong. Even though they slept in the same bed and hugged each other, they never did anything inappropriate.

The relationship between him and Han Zhong is not as intimate as that between him and Yan Zhong, but people always say that he likes Han Zhong. Although he does not understand the five desires and seven emotions, he has seen the world and knows how couples get along with each other.

It was nothing more than expressing their love to each other, spending time together under the moonlight, being affectionate, and having children, but he and Yan Zhong had never done these things, let alone with Han Zhong, and he didn't even know what jealousy was.

But if it is this face, he really likes it, but if it is not this face, he doesn’t mind, as long as the soul is still Yan Zhong, how can this be explained?

He was so lost in thought that he didn't notice that his face was getting closer and closer, his lips almost touching Han Zhong's, their warm breaths intertwined, tender and ambiguous.

Han Zhong's face was already flushed red, and his heart was beating so fast that it was about to jump out of his throat. Just as he couldn't help but reach out to touch Jiang Wu's face, he suddenly heard a sentence in his ear, "What is your relationship with Qin Yuyan?"

Han Zhong felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured over him, and his mind instantly became clear.

"What...what's the relationship?"

This was the first time in his life that he stuttered because he felt guilty.

Jiang Wu raised her beautiful eyes and looked up into his eyes, "Why are you stuttering?"

"…I'm just surprised that you asked this all of a sudden." Han regained his composure and took his hand away from his face. "Did you hear any rumors?"

"The marriage is a rumor?"

"right."

Han Zhong's heart skipped a beat. He really knew this. "Who told you that?"

"friend."

"The friend I'm having dinner with tonight?"

"Um."

Han Zhong did not ask who that friend was. He just held his hand tightly and said solemnly, "Listen to me, there will be no marriage, not now, and not in the future."

"You don't like Qin Yuyan?"

"Of course I don't like it!" Han Zhong was a little unhappy that he would ask such a question, "I told you a long time ago, don't you believe me?"

"Believe it." Jiang Wu certainly believed that neither Yan Zhong nor Han Zhong would ever lie to him, but Zhong Xue's words made him think of some worldly issues.

Yan Zhong was once an emperor. Even if he didn't like it, he was urged by the court officials day after day to take a queen and concubines, and give birth to an heir. In the end, he could only succeed a branch of the family as the crown prince. Although Han Zhong is no longer an emperor, he comes from a big family and is bound to face the same choice.

"Do you need to continue your lineage?" he asked.

"No need." Han Zhong said without hesitation. Since he has chosen to be with Jiang Wu, he has to accept the fact that they will not have children.

Jiang Wu was not surprised, Yan Zhong had the same idea. He originally thought that if Han Zhong had some interest in Qin Yuyan, he would not interfere, but since he did not like it, this marriage must have been ordered by the Han family, or Han Yun.

He didn't care whether Han Zhong would fall in love with Qin Yuyan in the future, but since he didn't like her at the moment, no one could force him.

He raised his lips slightly, "Okay, I understand."

Han Zhong was moved when he saw him smile, and he couldn't help but look up to greet him, wanting to continue what he had just unfinished, but Jiang Wuyi slapped his head back and said, "Give me the phone."

Han Zhong was stunned by the push, and subconsciously unlocked his phone and handed it to him, "What are you doing?"

"Look at something."

Jiang Wu took the phone, opened the address book and searched for a name. After memorizing the number, he exited and returned the phone. "Okay."

When Han Zhong was puzzled, he came to his senses and found that Jiang Wu had already gone upstairs. He suddenly became anxious and asked hurriedly, "Why did you leave?"

"Good night, go to bed early, and watch less dramas about overbearing CEOs. You are not that kind of person."

“…”

Han Zhong glanced at the domineering CEO who was forcibly kissing the heroine on TV, then looked at the figure who had already gone upstairs and was sitting in the empty and dim living room, feeling depressed.

How come you are still so unromantic even though you know what he means? Do you really know it or are you just pretending to know it?

After taking a shower, Jiang Wu turned on his cell phone to check the time. It was almost midnight, and then he quickly typed in a string of numbers.

The phone rang eight or nine times before someone picked it up. A deep, sleepy male voice said, "Who is this?"

Jiang Wu said lazily, "Me."

There was silence for a moment, and then the woman seemed to feel his voice was a little strange, and her voice became clearer, "Who are you? What do you want to talk to me about?"

"Nothing, just asking if you slept?"

Although the other party was puzzled, he still replied, "He's already asleep."

Jiang Wu smiled and said, "Old man, you seem to be sleeping peacefully. You don't feel guilty even if you have done too many things."

The person on the other end was probably stunned by the sudden scolding. After a long silence, an angry voice rang out, "What have I done to offend me? Who are you?"

"Did you decide on the marriage between the Qin and Han families?"

"So what?"

"If you dare to force your son to do anything he doesn't want to do again, I don't mind sending you to meet the Han family ancestors in advance."

After saying this, Jiang Wu ignored the anger on the other end and hung up the phone.

Although the technology and weapons in modern society are more powerful than those in the Great Zhou, for him, there are many ways to kill a person. It is not necessary to use a knife. It is just inevitable to bear some cause and effect. For him who has already absorbed the black jade, it is still acceptable.

It all depends on whether that old man Han Yun knows what's good for him.