Chapter 59: Can the Outcome Be Changed?

Chapter 59: Can the Ending Be Changed?

The car raced forward without pause.

Yi Siyu drove faster than he ever had before to reach the destination.

In the courtyard of the Qin family villa, he spotted two figures—one adult-sized, one child-sized. At that moment, Jian Ye was playing rock-paper-scissors with Qin Keer, the winner jumping forward one step with each round.

Only after seeing the person he had been longing for did Yi Siyu’s restless heart finally settle.

Having been tense for a full day and night, he could barely find his voice from the tension.

Before he could call out that name, Jian Ye was the first to instinctively notice the man’s presence.

He froze for a moment before exclaiming joyfully, "Brother Siyu!"

In an unfamiliar city, in an unfamiliar house, seeing a familiar family member—this was likely how Jian Ye felt at that moment. Like a child waiting to be picked up, he dashed over.

Within seconds, Yi Siyu was holding his boy close, and that fresh, pleasant scent once again flooded his senses.

The boy was like a sweet fruit of spring, falling straight into his heart.

The moment he embraced him, Yi Siyu instinctively tightened his arms, wishing he could pull him even closer.

Jian Ye had only intended to offer a quick hug, but he was nearly squeezed breathless.

Remembering that the Qin family was watching, he quickly pushed against the man’s chest. "Cough, Brother Siyu… ease up a little."

Yi Siyu took a deep breath. Though his emotions were surging, he forced himself to calm down—this was indeed not the place for excessive displays.

Once he released Jian Ye, he spotted the calm and composed young man standing at the villa’s entrance. Without needing an introduction, Yi Siyu recognized him as the current head of the Qin family, Qin Fei.

The two shook hands politely and exchanged names once more.

"Thank you for looking after my boy," Yi Siyu said to Qin Fei.

Jian Ye flushed with embarrassment at the term. Yi Siyu hadn’t introduced him as his "lover" but as his "child," seemingly unwilling to reveal their true relationship to the other man.

What Qin Fei thought of it was another matter entirely.

Such ambiguity made Jian Ye, who knew the truth, sense a tantalizing hint of intimacy.

Good grief, when the CEO said it like that, it somehow sounded even more charming.

"Likewise. Your boy also saved mine," Qin Fei replied, seemingly oblivious as he mirrored the wording.

Standing side by side, Jian Ye and Qin Keer truly did resemble an older and younger sibling.

Having no place in the conversation between the two powerful figures, Jian Ye turned to the little girl beside him. "I have to go now, but I’ll come visit you again if I get the chance."

Qin Keer’s face fell, her little head hanging low. "Can’t Brother Xiao Ye stay here?"

Jian Ye thought for a moment before asking patiently, "Keer, do you love spending time with your brother?"

The little girl nodded. "Yes, I like him the most."

Jian Ye smiled. "See that man over there? He’s my brother too. I like him very much, so now he’s taking me home. Should I go with him?"

Qin Keer, still a child, was quickly convinced by Jian Ye’s simple explanation.

Here’s the refined translation incorporating the expert suggestions:

She subconsciously projected herself into the situation and said firmly, "Then you really should go with your brother. Wherever he goes, I’ll go too. So, Xiao Ye, you must listen to your brother, okay?"

Before leaving, Qin Keer pulled Jian Ye aside to exchange contact information.

Despite being only five years old, the little girl already had her own private phone.

As Jian Ye got into Yi Siyu’s car, the little girl waved and called out, "Xiao Ye, remember to call Keer!"

"Got it, my little clinger!" Jian Ye laughed at her.

Qin Fei was a brother through and through, and this little one was brother-crazy—not just toward her biological brother. Any brother who showed her kindness became her favorite. So Jian Ye had immediately given her the nickname "my little clinger."

On the road, Jian Ye couldn’t help but ask, "Brother Siyu, how are the director and the others now..."

Yi Siyu answered while driving, "Don’t dwell on it. I’ve already had someone notify the crew. Director Wu told you to rest for a few days. The filming schedule will be delayed, but the exact date hasn’t been set yet."

Jian Ye felt guilty. "It’s all because of me that their original plans were disrupted. I should apologize to the director."

"Don’t dwell on it. Director Wu wanted to apologize to you himself. Since it happened under his watch, he should take responsibility."

"I was the one who chose to save her. He couldn’t have seen this coming. I don’t want the director to take the blame. I’ll set the record straight on Weibo later. Oh, right—when the accident happened, it must’ve made headlines, right? I should let my fans know I’m okay..."

Jian Ye was chattering away when the car suddenly braked. His body lurched forward from the momentum before being yanked back by the seatbelt.

Still disoriented, he turned his head and was met with the man’s deep, intense gaze.

The other didn’t speak, just fixed him with a heavy stare that left Jian Ye feeling unnerved.

The boy opened his mouth, about to blurt out an apology, but the man’s words stopped him.

"You saved a life. You don’t owe anyone an apology. You were brave—a selfless young hero. But—"

Yi Siyu’s tone suddenly shifted, making Jian Ye’s heart lodge in his throat.

The seatbelt released with a click. The man leaned in, his voice low and husky as he whispered, "As your husband, I selfishly wish you hadn’t been that hero. You’re my pride and joy—that’s enough for me."

"..."

"I don’t care about others. I just want you safe and sound." Yi Siyu’s presence enveloped him, overwhelming his senses.

The soft murmur by his ear made Jian Ye’s eyes prickle with emotion.

Their faces were so close that Jian Ye could see the dark circles under the man’s eyes and the faint redness in them, exhaustion carved into his gaze.

Jian Ye’s mind buzzed. In trying to alter the original plot, he had hurt those around him.

His intentions in saving someone had been good, but he couldn’t account for everyone’s feelings.

Yi Siyu’s concern and worry for him were so real. At this moment, Jian Ye wondered—if he had changed the fate of Qin Fei’s sister, could he also change the original relationship between the protagonist and himself?

His blood burned like lava, overtaking all reason. Overwhelmed, Jian Ye forcefully unbuckled his seatbelt, wrapped his arms around the man’s neck, and crushed their lips together in a desperate kiss, leaving no space between them.

Even the fiercest pup licks tenderly.

The move stunned even Yi Siyu. After a heartbeat of shock, the man’s pupils constricted sharply before he met the kiss with equal hunger.

As before, his lips were just as soft.

Yi Siyu noticed the other's attempt to take the lead in the kiss, but the boy's lack of skill quickly led to his defeat, allowing Yi Siyu to seamlessly take control.

"Mmm..." Jian Ye let out a soft moan as the man sucked at his lips, his entire body tingling as if electrified. He thought he must be losing his mind.

Here they were, parked on some desolate roadside, yet completely lost in each other's embrace, not giving a damn if anyone saw them.

None of it mattered anymore—all he wanted was to melt into him.

Before long, sweat dampened the boy's forehead, his trembling lashes turning moist. His lips, now kiss-swollen and cherry-bright, shone vivid and tempting.

Jian Ye couldn’t help but marvel at the man’s skill. He had mustered the courage to take the initiative, only to be reduced to a shuddering mess in mere seconds.

Trapped between the seat and the man’s body, the confined space of the car filled with his own sweet scent, mingling with the heady scent of him.

No words were needed—Jian Ye could feel just how turned on his body was.

Why was he so weak? A single kiss left his legs, hands, and entire body limp.

Yet, despite it all, he couldn’t bring himself to refuse the man’s embrace. What had started as purely physical was gonna wreck him for good.

After what felt like an eternity, Jian Ye lay panting against Yi Siyu’s chest, his eyes still glistening with a lust-blurred gaze. Then, he uttered words that made Yi Siyu lose all restraint.

"I’ll be yours..." The boy, as if afraid his words weren’t clear enough, pressed another kiss to the corner of the man’s lips. "I’ll be yours, President Yi."

Yi Siyu gazed down at the flushed face in his arms, his own eyes darkening with desire. Unable to resist, he sealed their lips together once more.

Like a predator locking onto its kill, he clung tightly, terrified to let go even an inch.

His tongue traced the contours of the boy’s lips and teeth again and again, his heart overflowing with joy.

He truly adored the person in his arms—he wanted to hold them this tightly every single day.

"Baby, don’t disappear on me again," Yi Siyu murmured between kisses, his voice thick with emotion. "Yesterday... I was terrified of losing you."

Jian Ye wrapped his arms around the man, fingers tangling in his hair in reassurance. "I made you worry... Don’t be afraid. I’m right here with you, aren’t I?"

You won’t lose me. But will you stay?

The moment Jian Ye let down his guard, he had already steeled himself for the crash.

If they’d really beaten the odds, he would cherish every moment with this man for the rest of his life.

But if all his efforts still couldn’t change the inevitable, then so be it.

If he had to fall, then getting wrecked by Yi Siyu was inevitable—especially when the man called him "baby." Who could resist that?

Jian Ye never saw the self-own coming.

He hadn’t been in this world for long, yet while others remained unscathed, he was the one left red-cheeked.

The sudden realization of his own feelings left the young man gone stupid with want. A few buttons of his shirt had come undone, his mind consumed by one thought: Their first time might actually be in the wild—hot damn.

Just as they were two seconds from tearing clothes off, a blaring horn ripped through the haze.

A voice called from outside, "Yi, you bastard! Where’s the missus? Why’s the car parked here? Did it break down?"

They froze like guilty teenagers.

Yi Siyu: "..." Jian Ye: "..."

The big shot has many friends, which is nice, but too many useless teammates can be deadly.

The flirtatious mood in the car completely vanished with the word "breakdown." Jian Ye pushed away the man's chest and quickly rubbed his flushed cheeks with both hands.

So it turns out those novel scenes where things get interrupted at the worst moment are actually realistic. Back when Jian Ye used to read novels, he thought it was ridiculous—until he experienced it himself. Now he just wants to say: Author, you're a real piece of work.

Also... how could such an important moment happen in a car? What was I, Jian 'Pure-as-Snow Virgin' Ye, even expecting?

"Author's Note"

Jian Xiaogou: Hugs, snuggles, nuzzling, kissing, loving. (*￣3￣)

Yi Siyu: Yèyè, my wife, baby, sweetheart, darling. (*￣3￣)

Huo Kai: Huh? Car broke down?

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Jian Ye: You killed the mood harder than a dead battery—you owe me!

Yi Siyu: This is why I don't make friends. We're cutting ties, right now!