Chapter 121: If You Sing Again, I’ll Bite Your Tongue!

Chapter 121: If You Sing Again, I’ll Bite Your Tongue!

Jian Li was showering in the bathroom, his mind beginning to replay everything that had happened last night.

He had only intended to help wash the dishes and clean up after the gathering,

How did they suddenly end up hugging?

Aha!

He remembered now,

It was an accidental collision.

Then what happened?

Ah, right,

I asked him, "Aren’t you just asking to be touched by dressing like that?"

"Shit!" Jian Li covered his face, feeling a bit overwhelmed. "That’s way too embarrassing to say! How did I even think of saying that?"

He lowered his hand, applied the shower gel, and continued recalling.

How did we end up kissing?

Right, Huo Xiao dared me!

He said he didn’t believe I’d dare kiss him!

It’s ridiculous,

I wasn’t afraid of death, so why would I be afraid of taking a little advantage?

I kissed him right then,

Hiss—

It felt really good.

They continued kissing all the way to the living room,

Then, from the living room to the bedroom,

Feeling a bit short of breath, they paused briefly before continuing.

He even hugged the other person, wanting to sleep, and began to undress them...

Jian Li covered his face again, feeling his cheeks burning hot.

Alright, this solidified his reputation as a rogue.

He wondered if Huo Xiao would be traumatized and develop a physical aversion to him.

Honestly, he was very concerned about it.

After all, they were both part of the vendetta squad, and it would be a pity to fall out.

"Sigh, I really shouldn’t have acted recklessly after drinking," Jian Li mumbled to himself with frustration. "Maybe I should stop drinking?"

He wrapped a towel around his waist, dried his hair, and walked out with a complex expression.

While he regretted what happened last night, he also found it memorable and even wanted to do it again.

If he admitted he didn’t regret it, he feared saying 'So what if I kissed you?' might ruin their friendship.

This internal conflict made Jian Li irritable, and just as he slumped onto the couch, his phone rang.

Startled, he thought, 'Is Huo Xiao calling to confront me?'

But when he glanced at the screen, it displayed an unknown number.

Jian Li hesitated, then swiped to answer, "Who’s this?"

"It’s me," Lu Siqi’s chilling voice came through the receiver, "I saw the trending topic. What’s going on? Explain yourself."

"What trending topic?" Jian Li asked, puzzled.

"You spent the entire night alone with Huo Xiao," Lu Siqi said with a cold laugh, "Are you willing to ruin your future just to spite me?"

"Jian Li instantly understood what he meant and pulled the corners of his mouth. 'Does it matter to you who I’m with?'

'Do you still not understand your place?'

Lu Siqi’s tone softened slightly. 'Jian Li, I’ve already sent Lu Yuanhang to prison for you.'

'I apologize for the mistakes I made in the past. Can we just let it go?'

'If you’re willing, I can create a custom marketing plan for you, ensuring you become a first-tier star...'

'No need,' Jian Li interrupted. 'I’m not interested in your custom plans.'

'For me, the best apology would be...'

'Get lost and stop popping up all the time!'

Lu Siqi’s voice turned colder. 'Is it because of Huo Xiao? Did you really get together with him?'

'Yes, we are,' Jian Li said in a carefree tone. 'We kissed all night. What are you going to do?'

'Fine, fine!' Lu Siqi was clearly furious. 'You’re really something!'

'If I can’t win you back, I’ll change my last name!'

With that, he hung up.

Jian Li squinted his eyes and looked at the screen. 'Damn!'

'Switching numbers to keep calling me?!'

'Damn, I’ll block all of them from now on!'

......

Lu Siqi walked in through the emergency exit and returned the phone to the employee at the desk. 'Thanks.'

His tone was dismissive, and the employee quickly stood up, receiving it with both hands. 'Mr. Lu, you’re welcome.'

The employee only breathed a sigh of relief and sat down after seeing Lu Siqi enter the office.

Immediately after, a colleague came over. 'Mr. Lu, why did he hand you the phone?'"

"Could it be that Jian Li has blacklisted him?"

"It's possible. The scandal just broke this morning, so Mr. Lu is panicking!"

"What was he doing before? He acted all high and mighty back then, and now he’s groveling!"

"Well, groveling won’t help. Jian Li isn't going to take him back, after all, Huo Xiao is a much better catch."

"You call that value for money? He’s unmatched in their category. The entire internet is shipping them as a couple. Mr. Lu has zero chance now!"

"Serves him right!"

————

When Yuan Feng woke up, his mouth felt dry, and his throat felt like it was burning.

He got up to find water, but his entire body ached.

What the hell happened?

Did I get beaten up last night?

Takedowns, chokeholds?

Yuan Feng had a lot of questions. As he left the bedroom, he saw Pei Ji sitting at the dining table fiddling with a laptop. He rubbed his temples before asking,

"Pei Ji? Last night..."

Before he could finish the question, Pei Ji turned around, "A sister brought you back last night."

"You were drunk, clinging to the toilet, puking."

"After puking, you started singing."

"Those patriotic songs we practiced during military training."

"You sang every single one."

"There was no stopping you."

Yuan Feng, "......" What on earth?!

Is it that embarrassing?

Still in a daze, he saw Pei Ji get up and pour a glass of warm water, then hand it over, “Here, drink this to soothe your throat.”

“Thanks,” Yuan Feng took it hesitantly, then suddenly felt something was off, “Ouch, why does my tongue hurt so much?”

Pei Ji’s eyes flickered for a moment, “Did you bite your tongue while singing?”

“Maybe,” Yuan Feng didn’t give it much thought and chugged a few gulps, still uneasy as he handed it back, “Next time, if I start singing, just knock me out.”

Pei Ji curled his lips into a smile, “I wouldn’t have the heart to do that.”

“How about we drink more, and I’ll just pass out on the bed?”

Yuan Feng rubbed his lower back, “Sure, why not?”

“As long as I don’t embarrass myself.”

Pei Ji nodded slowly, “Okay.”

Alcohol really messes with your head. Yuan Feng sat on the couch for a long time but still couldn’t remember what happened last night.

So, he took out his phone and opened the Vendetta Squad group chat,

“Feng, you’ve been arrested!: @Luo Wudi, Sister Hong, did you send me home last night? Why does my whole body hurt so much? Did someone beat me up?”

“Luo Wudi: Not sure, but I handed you off to my nephew safely. What part hurts? Your butt?”

“Feng, you’ve been arrested!: !!!!”

“Feng, you’ve been arrested!: Sister Hong, what are you talking about?! [terrifying.jpg]”

“Luo Wudi: I’m not just scaring you, why don’t you check for yourself?”

Yuan Feng got scared and quickly threw his phone away.

He blanked for a moment, then remembered the voice recorder in his pocket.

Is there a clue?

Very likely!

Yuan Feng got up and ran into the bedroom, took out a pen-shaped device, and connected it to the computer to investigate. Sure enough, a new file was there.

So, he put on his headphones and clicked on the audio. A confident revolutionary song immediately filled his ears.

Yuan Feng was so embarrassed he almost hit the close button.

But then a very faint voice triggered his professional instincts.

He furrowed his brow, his expression serious, and moved the mouse to rewind.

He listened intently again.

The voice was young but slightly hoarse.

It seemed to be Pei Ji.

Saying,

“If you continue singing,”

“I'll... bite your tongue.”

Yuan Feng, “!!!!”