Chapter 25 Cherish Zhao Jinzong

Chapter 25 Cherish Zhao Jinzong

Chen Su stood frozen in place, lifting his head slightly to look at Zhao Jinzong in the back seat, at the slightly calloused hand in front of him.

Zhao Jinzong said, don’t make me angry.

Since his father’s death, no one had ever gotten angry for Chen Su.

Zhao Jinzong was the first—someone with no connection to him, yet willing to cover for him.

The hand in front of Chen Su was not just a hand; it was a beam of light, an unexpected light falling upon Chen Su, pulling him out of the darkness.

But Chen Su had long been accustomed to the darkness.

Chen Su had never needed anyone to pull him out of it.

Yet now, inexplicably, he uncontrollably reached out his hand.

Chen Su’s hand didn’t touch Zhao Jinzong; it paused mid-air. It was Zhao Jinzong who leaned forward, took Chen Su’s hand, and pulled him into an embrace. His broad hand under the suit jacket supported Chen Su’s waist.

The car door closed, and the rear privacy partition blocked the view.

Inside the car, it was utterly silent, so quiet you could hear a pin drop. Each other’s breathing was crystal clear, and the hand on Chen Su’s waist burned.

Chen Su didn’t know why Zhao Jinzong had appeared here, or why he knowingly took the trouble to cover for him.

Zhao Jinzong cared more than Chen Su had imagined.

Zhao Jinzong raised his hand, placed it on Chen Su’s knee, and asked softly, “Did you hurt someone?”

“Yes. According to Four Bureaus regulations, those who engage in private brawls are to be dismissed and detained for ten days.”

Chen Su reminded, “General Director Zhao, aiding and abetting is the same crime.”

Zhao Jinzong chuckled. “Then let him go to the Federal Bureau to sort it out.”

“…”

Zhao Jinzong’s fingertips on Chen Su’s waist tightened. The lace chafed against his skin, making Chen Su uncomfortable, so he pushed Zhao Jinzong’s hand away.

Zhao Jinzong tilted his head and raised an eyebrow, as if to say, “Not willing?”

Zhao Jinzong had helped Chen Su, so Chen Su should be grateful.

Moreover… Chen Su had marked Zhao Jinzong, and it was only right that he should ease his troubles.

Chen Su let go, and Zhao Jinzong’s large palm slid under his shirt. “Did he touch you?”

“No.”

“Can I check?”

“Yes.” Chen Su turned his head away, his gaze fixed on the car window. The car sped along an empty suburban road. He was trying to distract himself as much as possible, but every touch from Zhao Jinzong still made him burning hot and restless.

Touch starvation definitely couldn’t be cured by distraction.

Zhao Jinzong’s big hand rested on the alpha’s hip, like a siege, clearly threatening.

“Why are you dressed like this?”

“…” Chen Su’s heart trembled, panicked.

“Did you think about what would happen?”

“Yes.”

“So you did it on purpose.”

“Yes.”

“Got some nerve.” Zhao Jinzong scolded lightly, his eyes saying, You need to learn a lesson.

“I’ve always been like this.”

Chen Su had always been like this—sharp, willfully defiant, always walking on the edge of danger, hard to control, disobedient, good at saying no. From any angle, he was not the perfect partner, except that the 99% compatibility could make Zhao Jinzong feel a bit more comfortable. Other than that, he was useless.

Was the brilliant Zhao Jinzong, taking the fall for such a person, worth it?

Chen Su’s answer was no.

Chen Su often wondered that compatibility might be the most magical thing in the world; it could control the vast majority of people.

Including Zhao Jinzong, and including Chen Su.

Chen Su had an episode.

He shrugged off his trench coat and threw it aside, then sat on Zhao Jinzong’s lap of his own accord. This time he didn’t need Zhao Jinzong to make the first move, or any guidance. Slowly, gently, he kissed Zhao Jinzong.

Chen Su said to him, “Thanks.”

This “thanks” contained too much.

It was gratitude for Zhao Jinzong giving him a fair chance in the Drug Supervision Bureau selection, gratitude for tonight Zhao Jinzong waded into trouble for him, gratitude for Zhao Jinzong keeping him from making mistakes, gratitude for the green apple candy Zhao Jinzong gave him, and thanks for what Zhao Jinzong said on stage eight years ago for omegas.

Chen Su’s kiss was soft and lingering.

But Zhao Jinzong didn’t indulge Chen Su sitting there for long. Instead, he pulled his hand away and said seriously, “I didn’t ask you to offer yourself.”

“Chen Su, gratitude and feelings are two different things.”

Zhao Jinzong was reminding Chen Su not to confuse them, and not to be allowed to confuse them.

Zhao Jinzong wasn’t looking for Chen Su to repay him with his body; he wanted Chen Su’s liking, a little bit of love.

Chen Su took hold of Zhao Jinzong’s chin and kissed him once more. “This one’s real.”

“I really like you, I really want to kiss you.”

Zhao Jinzong took a green apple candy from his pocket. He unwrapped it, popped it in his mouth, bit it in half, and passed it to Chen Su with his mouth.

Chen Su bit the candy, stroking Zhao Jinzong’s neck, his fingers trembling slightly. “Zhao Jinzong, ask me that again.”

“Do you regret marrying Sheng Beiqing?”

Zhao Jinzong always seemed to know exactly which words Chen Su meant.

“I haven’t before, but I will someday.”

If Chen Su refused Zhao Jinzong, he would definitely regret it.

Zhao Jinzong looked into Chen Su's eyes and reminded, "Time waits for no one. Cherish time, Chen Su."

"Mm, I will."

Chen Su would cherish time, cherish Zhao Jinzong.

Chen Su didn't know how long Zhao Jinzong's love would last, or whether Zhao Jinzong would cut all ties with him after learning his despicable secret... Chen Su only knew that he seemed unable to refuse Zhao Jinzong.

Clearly, at the beginning, Chen Su had not intended to get close to Zhao Jinzong.

But every time Chen Su was sad, Zhao Jinzong was there. Gradually, Chen Su became dependent on the Enigma before him.

Chen Su thought, if only Zhao Jinzong's love could last a little longer.

If only his secret could never be discovered.

Chen Su followed Zhao Jinzong back to the Zhao family's private residence.

That night, Chen Su took the initiative to get into Zhao Jinzong's bed.

Zhao Jinzong stroked Chen Su's lips with his fingers, his eyes deep, silently reminding Chen Su once again that he didn't need to offer himself. Chen Su gave no reaction. After a long while, he asked, "Have you thought it through?"

Chen Su parted his lips slightly, said nothing, and nodded.

Zhao Jinzong's expression turned cold. "Did you often do this before?"

Chen Su understood what Zhao Jinzong was referring to. "No."

"Willingly?"

"Mm."

Chen Su had never tried to please anyone for anything.

He offered himself not out of gratitude, but willingly.

Zhao Jinzong was quite satisfied with this answer. He looked at Chen Su's full and beautiful lips, feeling a bit lucky in his heart.

Zhao Jinzong couldn't bear to push him too hard. Before things went too far, he pulled Chen Su up, pressed him into his embrace, stroked Chen Su's hair, and said softly, "This is enough."

"Zhao Jinzong..."

"Be good."

Zhao Jinzong felt tenderly toward Chen Su.

Chen Su felt it wasn't enough, so he took the initiative to kiss Zhao Jinzong's hand.

Zhao Jinzong smiled. Now he could truly see the affection and how special Chen Su was to him.

He gently stroked the hair at the back of Chen Su's head, coaxing him to kiss him repeatedly, his tone gentle and magnetic, teaching Chen Su what to do, how to breathe and when to pause for breath.

Zhao Jinzong had immense patience.

Chen Su was the same, learning extremely earnestly and wholeheartedly.

Zhao Jinzong rarely let himself indulge in front of Chen Su. This time, his reluctance met Chen Su's willingness. Even the restrained Enigma couldn't resist and gave in. The next morning, he stayed with Chen Su to sleep in a little longer.

When Chen Su woke up, Zhao Jinzong was standing by the bedside, fastening his cuffs. Seeing Chen Su awake, he looked down at him.

"I made you some congee. Remember to have some and speak less." Zhao Jinzong buttoned his cufflinks, put one hand in his pocket, and said, "Get some more sleep. I'm going to the General Bureau to work."