Chapter 21 Cheated On by the Scum for the 101st Time 21

Chapter 21: The 101st Time Being Cheated On by the Scumbag

Jiuweihu said coolly,

"He Zixuan is already infected with HIV, but he hasn't had any symptoms or a full-blown case yet."

Yan Bai immediately stood up and was about to rush into the room,

"Such a big deal, why didn't you say so earlier?"

Jiuweihu spoke up again, sounding cheeky,

"However, to prevent this playboy from harming others, I've already contained the virus in his body. He can't infect anyone."

Yan Bai slammed on the brakes, stopping in his tracks, impressed by Jiuweihu's smooth move,

"You're quite clever then!"

Jiuweihu chuckled,

"Well... no need to thank me. Have you... ever wondered why Ye Chen was beating He Zixuan?"

Yan Bai felt even more indifferent,

"Does he need a reason? He hit him because he felt like it. Does he need to check the almanac for an auspicious day?"

Jiuweihu fell silent.

_Confirmed. It's indeed the Demon Lord himself, still as domineering as ever!_

Yan Bai was happily teasing Jiuweihu when the door suddenly opened. Yan Bai immediately shifted from his lazy, leaning-against-the-wall posture to a standard military stance.

He snapped to attention and then froze, wondering what he was afraid of.

Through the crack in the door, he could see He Zixuan lying on the floor, his face a mess of bright red blood from his nose. The man was sobbing, tears and snot streaming down his face, looking pitifully at the doorway with an expression full of grievance.

Yan Bai was disgusted by the sight of all that blood. Ye Chen had already approached him, noticing his gaze fixed on He Zixuan, and spoke in a cold tone,

"Feeling sorry for him?"

Yan Bai looked at Ye Chen, speechless,

"If your eyes are useless, just throw them away. What I feel sorry for is your hand!"

Yan Bai gently picked up his hand, rubbing the reddened knuckles,

"Look, you've made your knuckles all red. Can this hand still be used? Come on, let's go back and apply some medicine!"

Jiuweihu covered his eyes, unable to bear watching the Demon Lord's bootlicking act.

Ye Chen's mood improved slightly, though it didn't show on his face.

"This hand can still satisfy you just fine, no need to worry..."

The sudden innuendo caught Yan Bai off guard, and it took him a moment to process it.

Ye Chen had already pulled him out of the banquet hall.

Yan Bai didn't forget to instruct Jiuweihu,

"That walking HIV carrier—don't let him wander around outside anymore. Report him to the police about the virus!"

Jiuweihu immediately agreed. Shortly after, He Zixuan was taken away by the Disease Control Center, forced into treatment, and never got the chance to harm anyone again.

Meanwhile, the two of them got into the car. Yan Bai immediately shook off Ye Chen's hand, eager to refute something,

"Am I someone who can be satisfied with just one hand? Ah—pfft! No..."

Ye Chen smirked, starting the car,

"I'll give you both hands."

What kind of wolfish talk was this?

Yan Bai was flustered in the car, angrily pulling his jacket over his head—out of sight, out of mind.

Ye Chen drove to a small park near the school, grabbed a blanket, and got out of the car.

Feeling the car stop, Yan Bai removed the jacket from his head and followed him out of the car. He looked around, somewhat puzzled,

"Having a picnic in the middle of the night?"

"You'll never get to stray in this lifetime."

That statement seemed to carry a deeper meaning, and Yan Bai couldn't help but start overthinking it.

Ye Chen scanned the area and quickly found a ginkgo tree.

"Have you seen this tree before?"

Yan Bai looked up, "It looks familiar."

Ye Chen draped the large blanket over both their heads, tightly embracing Yan Bai.

The thin blanket blocked most of their vision, making the already dim surroundings even darker. Only Ye Chen's eyes gleamed brightly.

Ye Chen's voice was calm, but Yan Bai detected a strange, unreadable tone,

"You confessed to He Zixuan for the first time here, right?"

Searching his memory, the 'original host's' first confession did indeed happen here.

Yan Bai suddenly understood, his expression turning complicated,

"Today in the room, you were asking He Zixuan about my past with him?"

"You grilled him just to ask about these trivial things?"

Ye Chen remained calm,

"These are the most important things.

I deeply regret not realizing how good you were before, missing out on three years with you, and letting someone else have the chance to get close to you."

Ye Chen leaned closer to Yan Bai until their foreheads touched, their breaths mingling,

"All these places that once held meaning for you—I want to give you new, unforgettable memories to replace the old ones. What do you say?"

It was a question, but Yan Bai felt as though he had no choice.

Ye Chen scooped him up, pinning his back against the tree behind them.

Yan Bai was left dangling, the weightlessness making him quickly wrap his arms around Ye Chen’s neck to keep from sliding down.

The rough tree bark grated against Yan Bai’s back, but he was beyond caring now.

“Are you fucking crazy? This is a park…”

“Aren’t you covered up?”

Yan Bai was speechless. So *that’s* what the blanket was for?

But this was worse than not covering up at all!

Who wouldn’t be scared half to death seeing a white blanket shaking nonstop in a park?

Yan Bai shuddered, forgetting about scaring others—his own life was on the line…

“Don’t touch *there*!”

Ye Chen let out a low chuckle.

“I figured it out a while ago. Right here…”

Yan Bai, panting, moved to cover his mouth.

“Shut up!”

Ye Chen, wicked as ever, made Yan Bai’s voice immediately shift in tone.

Ye Chen leaned close to his ear, his voice dripping with suggestion.

“Are you going to die? I want to find your limit…”

Yan Bai went limp, his voice trembling with a sob, involuntary tears welling up at the corners of his eyes.

“You bastard… just you wait, I’ll kill you tonight!”

Ye Chen replied with tender amusement.

“Good. I’d like to die by your hand, too…”

“When you think of this place from now on, forget about others, only remember me, okay?”

How could Yan Bai dare say no?

Yan Bai was forced to make many promises, but in the end, he was still thoroughly wrecked, leaving him cursing and grumbling for a long time.

For a while after that, Ye Chen took him to many places, imprinting many unforgettable “memories” on him.

All to replace what Ye Chen considered “undesirable” memories.

“Was this where you first gave him a gift?”

“This is where you two had your first date!”

“This is where you watched your first movie together.”

Yan Bai fumed about it for a long time, yet there was nothing he could do…

Later, Yan Bai couldn’t take it anymore. If he didn’t come up with a solution, his poor back really wouldn’t hold up.

He had to go home and meet the parents!

Fight poison with poison.

Give him a proper status, let him feel secure.

When Ye Chen heard Yan Bai’s decision, his expression was calm, but his hands nervously flexed and clenched.

“Alright!”

Yan Bai watched his trembling little hands, feeling secretly pleased.

Ye Chen pretended to be composed and asked:

“Does your father know about us? What does he think?”

Yan Bai looked sorrowful, eyeing his legs, answering a question with another question.

“Are your legs sturdy or not?”

Ye Chen had a bad feeling.

“Is he going to break my legs?”

Yan Bai nodded.

“My dad is a black belt in Taekwondo and still trains at least twice a week.

I’ve seen him kick through seven layers of wooden boards with one foot.

So tell me, are your legs harder than seven layers of wooden boards?”