Chapter 49 Follow Me Home
It was already 7:30 when Qi Xing got home. His parents hadn't had dinner yet and were waiting for him.
The three of them hadn't sat down at the same table to eat for a long time. Qi Xing felt a little guilty and was in a bad mood, so he just ate without saying a word.
Wang Cuilan winked at Qi Ronghua, who seemed a little uncomfortable and just kept eating, not wanting to talk.
Wang Cuilan had no choice but to speak for herself and asked Qi Xing: "You have been leaving early and returning late every day recently, and you always say that you are staying at a friend's house or your godfather's house. Tell me the truth, do you have a partner outside?"
In fact, if they wanted to investigate, the couple had plenty of ways to find out which man Qi Xing was dating outside, but Old Chen had advised them earnestly before that if they didn't want their relationship with their son to become more strained, they should give Qi Xing some space and not treat him like a child all the time. In the end, they held back and didn't take it seriously.
Qi Xing smiled awkwardly: "How could that be possible? If I had a partner, I would definitely tell you guys. I really don't have one."
"If we didn't introduce you to someone, would you like to take a look?" Wang Cuilan asked him cautiously.
Qi Xing frowned: "Mom, you still want me to go on a blind date? I've already told you that I don't like girls..."
"A man," Wang Cuilan said quickly, "a male partner."
Qi Xing: “……?”
So his mother asked him to come back for dinner in order to introduce him to a man?
Qi Ronghua's face turned green, and he didn't want to talk anymore, but he didn't interrupt Wang Cuilan. Wang Cuilan smiled and explained, "He's the son of our old neighbor Uncle Li. Do you still remember him? When we first came to Huaicheng, wasn't there a little brother a few years older than you next door? You used to play with him when you were a kid."
Qi Xing opened his mouth and asked, how old were you at that time? It does have some impression, but...
"Didn't their whole family immigrate to the United States a long time ago?"
"Yes, but your father has never lost contact with them. Your uncle Li and his wife plan to return to China next year, and their son will come back with them. He is a top student who graduated from a prestigious American university and works in an investment bank there. I heard that he is very capable and handsome. Your uncle Li said that he likes boys like you, but his standards are too high and he has never found a suitable partner. Are you interested in getting to know him? If you are willing, I will give you his WeChat ID and you young people can chat on your own."
Qi Xing was stunned. It took him a long time to swallow the rice in his mouth and find his voice: "Mom, don't you object to me finding a man?"
Wang Cuilan smiled and pouted at Qi Ronghua: "When did I oppose it? It's because your father couldn't get over it that you and your son have been quarreling. What's there to quarrel about? It's the same to like men and women. Anyway, our family has a lot of money, so we don't care about this."
Qi Ronghua still had a bad face. He glared at Qi Xing and finally said, "What do you think? If a young talent like him likes you, you should be lucky. Isn't he better than the random man you found outside?"
Qi Xing was unhappy: "Then what do you know about his character? He has been an immigrant for more than ten years, and now I don't know whether he is a human or a ghost. Aren't you afraid that I will be deceived?"
Qi Ronghua was annoyed: "Old neighbors who know each other well are not as good as those who are not good outsiders? If you don't have a partner outside, why can't you get to know them?"
Wang Cuilan was worried that the father and son would start arguing again, so she quickly tried to smooth things over: "Son, why don't you take a look at his photo first? I think he's pretty good-looking. If you don't like him, forget it. If you like him, it's okay to add him on WeChat."
His mother quickly flipped through the photos stored in her phone and handed them to Qi Xing to show him. Qi Xing took a glance and found that she actually looked pretty good. Although she was not his favorite type, she was still pleasing to the eye.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and his mind flashed back to the frown on Ye Xingzhou's face when he asked the last question. He snorted and raised his chin: "Mom, push him to me."
After dinner, Qi Xing was still unhappy, so he sent a message to Yang Kaiming, asking them where they were having fun.
Yang Kaiming replied immediately: "Mr. Qi, are you willing to crawl out of your godfather's gentle embrace?"
Qi Xing: "Stop talking nonsense and send me the location."
Automatically blocking out his mother's nagging and his father's scolding, Qi Xing found an opportunity to slip away and drove to the nightclub where Yang Kaiming and the others were having fun.
It was past nine when we arrived, and it was very busy.
Seeing Qi Xing coming in, the playboys started to make a noise. Although except for Yang Kaiming, they didn't know who Qi Xing's godfather was, Qi Xing had been cultivating himself for his godfather for a long time and had not been seen. Today, he suddenly showed up, so they had to give him a good beating.
"Mr. Qi has been well cared for recently. He looks happy and plump, and more and more beautiful."
"Why don't you bring your godfather with you, Mr. Qi? Let us all see him."
"That's right, you're still hiding it, what's the point of hiding a beautiful girl in a golden house?"
The conversation got more and more outrageous, and in the end one even asked about the sex position between him and his father. Qi Xing got impatient and said, "Stop making so much noise. What the hell is your business?"
He picked up the wine glass and poured half of it into his mouth, then put it down and leaned into the sofa: "Have fun of your own, don't make fun of me."
Perhaps they could tell that he was in a bad mood, so the playboys finally changed the subject. After everyone's attention had been diverted, Yang Kaiming came over and nudged his arm curiously: "Did you have a fight with that guy?"
Qi Xing: "Don't ask."
Don’t ask then.
Yang Kaiming drank with him, shaking his head and sighing, "I thought you were possessed by evil spirits, Mr. Qi. You obviously like the kind of pure and innocent, true white lotus who doesn't want your money but loves you wholeheartedly. How does your godfather fit in? Did he cast a spell on you?"
Qi Xing changed his words when he was about to curse, and said in a muffled voice: "Is he seductive and pretentious? He is richer than me, how can he want my money?"
Well, Ye Xingzhou didn’t love him wholeheartedly.
Qi Xing thought gloomily that he was just playing with Ye Xingzhou, so this was fair.
Having said that, he felt even more uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had a lump in his throat that he couldn't let go. Everything he saw was unsatisfactory to him, and everything he did was not going as he wished.
He drank several glasses of wine without realizing it. Yang Kaiming was afraid that he was drunk, so he reminded him: "Does Qi Shao want to play dice?"
Qi Xing: "No."
Yang Kaiming: "Playing cards?"
Qi Xing: "No."
Yang Kaiming: "Go upstairs to play billiards?"
Qi Xing: “No.”
Not interested in anything, he leaned back on the sofa and absentmindedly flipped through his phone. His mother just pushed the WeChat business card of the person she wanted to introduce to him.
Qi Xing casually clicked on the add button, waited for the other side to approve it, typed a "hello", then felt that it was meaningless, deleted it and exited.
The other party didn't send any message. Maybe he just added it casually to deal with the parents.
Qi Xing leaned forward with his face pressed against the back of the sofa, feeling even more depressed.
Until Ye Xingzhou's WeChat message came in: "Where are you?"
After staring at these three words for a moment, he poked the screen twice, but there was no reply.
Seeing him like this, Yang Kaiming suggested: "Mr. Qi, do you want someone to drink with you to relieve your boredom?"
Qi Xing looked at him sideways as if he didn't understand. Yang Kaiming explained in a mean way, "Just order people to come and drink. Men and women are both fine. Just drink, sing and chat. It's not illegal. If you can make you happy, Young Master Qi, just give us a bigger tip."
Qi Xing said faintly: "Is that so."
Five minutes later, he was holding a tablet in his hand, flipping through the photos one by one, nitpicking and finding fault with everything he looked at. He found everything he looked at unpleasant to the eye.
Finally, he randomly selected one of them and threw the tablet to Yang Kaiming: "This is it."
Yang Kaiming took a look and thought, hmm, they were not the same type as the ones Qi Xing had liked before. No matter how you look at it, they were all like Ye Xingzhou's type, tall, mighty, cool and handsome, probably the favorite of the rich ladies in this place.
But since Qi Xing likes him, then it's him.
A few minutes later, someone came into the private room, sat on the armrest of the single sofa in front of Qi Xing, tilted his head and smiled at him: "Hello, Mr. Qi, my name is Theo."
Qi Xing was still leaning on the sofa. He slowly raised his eyelids and looked at the person critically.
He looked okay, but not as good as Ye Xingzhou. His crooked smile was quite annoying. He closed his eyes, feeling a little uncomfortable from the alcohol: "Stop laughing, it's so oily. And, we are all Chinese, why are you pretending to be so cool with a foreign name? Don't you have a Chinese name? What's it?"
The smile on the other person's face froze for a moment, and he said awkwardly, "Wang Dabing."
Qi Xing laughed out loud, this time he was really amused.
When Ye Xingzhou called, Qi Xing was listening to Wang Dabing telling jokes. This man was very slick, and the jokes he told were extremely vulgar. Although they were vulgar, they made Qi Xing smile, and he seemed to be in a much better mood.
The phone rang for half a minute before he slowly answered it: "Hello, who is this?"
"Where are you?" Ye Xingzhou asked in a deep voice, obviously having heard the deafening background noise from their side.
"What does it have to do with you?" Qi Xing was probably drunk, his voice was soft and he had no strength to speak, but the words he said were not pleasant to hear, "Don't bother me, who are you? I want to sever our father-son relationship with you."
Ye Xingzhou: "How much did you drink?"
Qi Xing: "I told you it's none of your business. Are you annoying? I don't want to talk to you. Bye."
He hung up directly and raised his chin to Wang Dabing on the other side: "Go on with what you were saying just now."
Yang Kaiming was playing cards with someone when a strange phone number came in. He picked up the call. Before he could say anything, the person on the other end said, "I'm Ye Xingzhou. Is Qi Xing with you? Tell me your address."
Yang Kaiming almost choked, and turned to look at Qi Xing who was getting closer and closer to someone on the sofa in the corner. Sweat broke out on his forehead: "We are together..."
"Give me the address." Ye Xingzhou's tone was particularly strong.
Yang Kaiming felt like crying but had no tears. What does your quarrel with one another have to do with me?
But when facing Ye Xingzhou, he was particularly timid and finally reported the address to the other party.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Kaiming rolled over to Qi Xing and pushed him: "Mr. Qi, let this guy go. Don't chat with him anymore."
Qi Xing refused: "Why? This guy is quite interesting. I ordered it and I paid for it."
Yang Kaiming lowered his voice and clasped his hands together to beg him: "Qi Shao, your father will be here soon, please spare me. If he sees me asking you to pick someone, he will kill me."
"Let him come if he wants," Qi Xing waved his hand, "Don't bother with him, it has nothing to do with you, just go and have fun."
Yang Kaiming: "...Then don't say that I instigated you to order someone."
Qi Xing rolled his eyes at him and continued drinking.
When Ye Xingzhou pushed the door open, a playboy was singing "I'll Love You Until I Die" with a broken voice until he was hoarse. He turned his head and was met with Ye Xingzhou's fierce face. He was so frightened that the microphone in his hand fell to the ground with a loud bang. All the playboys in the room, whether they were drinking, chatting, singing or playing cards, were stunned. Their eyes were all focused on Ye Xingzhou who walked in. The ones closest to him even subconsciously moved away and made way for him.
Qi Xing was still leaning in the corner of the sofa, glass of wine in his hand, listening to people talking and laughing with drunken eyes.
The background music was deafening. Wang Dabing sat facing Qi Xing, his attention focused on Qi Xing, the easy-to-please and wealthy sponsor. He did not notice anything unusual. Seeing Qi Xing's drunken appearance, he even plucked up the courage to have an idea. He leaned forward, slowly put his hand on his face, and lowered his voice to tempt him: "Mr. Qi, should we go somewhere else to drink?"
But the next second, another hand reached out from behind and grabbed his wrist.
“Ouch!”
Wang Dabing didn't react at all. Severe pain instantly rushed to the top of his head. His wrist had been twisted and dislocated. He wailed loudly as Ye Xingzhou dragged him off the sofa and threw him to the ground, where he fell on his back. All he could see was the condescending look of the man looking down at him as if he were a dead man.
The people around him moved away in panic, fearing that they would be implicated. Qi Xing was indeed drunk and confused, so he did not react until the commotion. He looked up with his eyes wide open, and caught sight of Ye Xingzhou's silhouette in the dim, swaying light. He frowned unconsciously, "What are you doing here..."
Ye Xingzhou stepped forward and bent down, his tall figure almost covering him. He stared into his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Can you still walk?"
Qi Xing closed his eyes and muttered, "I don't want to go with you."
Ye Xingzhou said nothing more, took the wine glass from his hand and put it down, put one hand around his shoulders and the other hand around his knees, and without waiting for Qi Xing to react, he picked him up sideways.
There was a sound of gasps, and Ye Xingzhou ignored everyone and left with the drunkard in his arms.
After being carried into the passenger seat by Ye Xingzhou and fastened with a seat belt, Qi Xing seemed to finally come to his senses. He opened his eyes, raised his hands and grabbed Ye Xingzhou's suit collar tightly, pulling him closer to himself.
"Asshole." His eyes and face were red, and his voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth.
Ye Xingzhou touched his face and comforted him: "Come home with me."
"vomit--"
His stomach was churning, Qi Xing grabbed Ye Xingzhou by the collar and vomited uncontrollably, all on this bastard.
Ye Xingzhou's face darkened.
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