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    Chapter 73: New Rival in Love

    "Du Yang works part-time at Fu Corporation every afternoon he's free from class."

    Fu Yan calmly opened the door, looked at Du Yang and said softly, "Go in and get your things. We'll go to the company."

    Although Du Yang didn't understand why Fu Yan suddenly said this, he went inside without a fuss, with Fu Yan following closely behind.

    "Hey, you two..."

    Before Ji Zichu could finish, Fu Yan slammed the door shut.

    "Bear it! Bear it! Just bear it!" Ji Zichu clenched his fists, glaring at the locked security door. "He's Fu Yan, just aloof, not to be messed with."

    When Du Yang comes back in the evening, he'd come find him.

    Living across the hall makes them neighbors; why worry about chances to meet?

    Ji Zichu had a new plan in mind and turned back to his own apartment.

    "Pack your backpack and come with me to the company." Fu Yan paused, then added, "You can study there and make me some coffee while you're at it."

    "Oh, okay." Du Yang turned to go to his bedroom but couldn't help turning back to ask, "Chairman Fu, was what you said at the door true?"

    "True." Fu Yan took two steps closer, looking serious. "Besides Monday, which afternoons are you free?"

    "Friday."

    "Then come to my office for your part-time job on Monday and Friday afternoons."

    Fu Yan thought for a moment. "As for salary, ten thousand a month—how does that sound?"

    Du Yang's beautiful eyes widened slightly, then he nodded dazedly. "I'll do it. I'll go get my books and notebook."

    Eight half-day shifts a month, ten thousand bucks!

    It was a godsend.

    Watching the young man enter the bedroom, Fu Yan let out a slight sigh of relief.

    That Ji Zichu guy, he's chasing someone all the way here.

    Having Du Yang come to the company on his free afternoons was just decided; Ji Zichu was up to no good, and he needed to keep a close eye on things.

    Chen Miao was waiting for Fu Yan downstairs, and soon saw Fu Yan coming down with Du Yang again.

    Can't stand to be apart? Lovebirds!

    Once in the car, Fu Yan spoke up to explain, "From now on, Du Yang will work part-time at Fu Corporation for half a day every Monday and Friday. Once we get to the company, sign a contract for Du Yang."

    Chen Miao started the car and glanced in the rearview mirror. "Chairman Fu, what position?"

    "Still the secretary position, ten thousand a month." Fu Yan's voice was calm, but his eyes unconsciously glanced at the youth beside him. Honestly, a personal assistant would fit better, but he didn't want to scare the kid.

    Chen Miao gave a professional smile. "Okay, Chairman Fu, I'll handle it when we get back."

    These lovebirds really can't be apart for a single moment. Two half-days a week, and still going through onboarding...

    If he wants to give money, why not just transfer it directly?

    The boss sure knows how to date.

    Back at the company, Fu Yan and Chen Miao grabbed a quick bite and took Du Yang up to the top floor.

    Chen Miao was very fast; he came with the contract in five minutes. Du Yang signed his name, feeling like he'd just sold himself.

    Closing the contract, Chen Miao glanced at Du Yang, who was looking down and flipping through a book. "Chairman Fu, I've made the arrangements. Du Debao will be well taken care of in there; I promise he won't be able to walk when he gets out."

    Du Yang's hand, still holding the page, froze, and he looked up to see Fu Yan's expression.

    Fu Yan's expression didn't change; he just gave a calm "Mm-hmm." Chen Miao then continued reporting on work.

    After Chen Miao left, the office fell silent.

    Fu Yan's desk was very large; Du Yang sat at the far end of the desk, closer to the wall. He didn't know why Fu Yan had arranged for him to sit so close.

    "Du Yang." Fu Yan leaned back in his office chair, looking at the youth. "Setting things up for Du Debao like this... do you feel sorry for him?"

    "How could I ever feel sorry for someone like him?" The youth's beautiful eyes were cold as frost. "Chairman Fu, will this cause you any trouble?"

    Fu Yan's expression was calm, with a serene confidence. "No. Not killing him is already being lenient."

    "Fu Yan..." Du Yang's face turned pale, and his voice changed. "Don't break the law."

    In his previous life, after he died, the things Fu Yan said and did felt like boulders crushing his heart.

    Du Debao should pay for his wrongs in prison, not with Fu Yan's freedom.

    A faint smile flickered in Fu Yan's eyes, his gaze soft. "Are you worried about me?"

    "Mm!" Du Yang bit his lower lip and nodded firmly without a second thought.

    "I won't do that." Fu Yan smiled, relieved. "As long as you're okay, I won't do anything serious to Du Debao. Just teach him a lesson so he won't dare to come looking for trouble with you in the future."

    Fu Yan dropped the subject and began working, focused and serious.

    Du Yang lowered his eyes; the panic in his heart didn't fade despite Fu Yan's words.

    This man appeared extremely emotionally stable, cold and distant, as if he would never do anything reckless, but someone like him, once he lost control, would bring utter destruction.

    If Du Yang hadn't known what Fu Yan had done in his past life, he would have believed him.

    He said that as long as he himself was safe, he wouldn't touch Du Debao.

    In this life, is he also important? More than just a bedmate?

    Qin Yue showered, dressed up carefully, and waited at the Lu house for Du Debao to call with good news.

    -

    She waited from morning to noon, and from noon to evening, but Du Debao seemed to have disappeared off the face of the earth.

    At first, the phone would still ring, but later it was just switched off.

    Lu Ting came back from visiting Grandma Lu, and the moment he walked in, he saw Qin Yue sitting on the sofa looking upset, staring at her phone.

    His mother didn't like Qin Yue; last time she made a scene about moving out, and he couldn't stop her no matter what.

    His mother moved out and took his eldest son with her.

    Lu Ting liked Qin Yue, but his mother and eldest son were more important.

    Lu Ting thought Qin Yue was upset because he didn't take her to visit his mom, so his voice got softer and less sure of itself.

    "Xiao Yue, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you alone at home, but Mother..." Lu Ting had a troubled look on his face.

    "Honey," Qin Yue, quick to take the hint, leaned into Lu Ting's arms, playing the victim. "Xiao Yu has gone to school, and you left me alone again. I feel so lonely."

    Hearing that Qin Yue was lonely at home, Lu Ting's heart eased, and he patiently coaxed her.

    "Your birthday is coming soon. Tomorrow, hubby will take you to buy a gift as compensation, okay?"

    "Ting~ You're the best to me." Qin Yue's voice was dripping with sweetness, giving him bedroom eyes, as she tugged Lu Ting toward the stairs.

    -

    On the other side.

    Du Yang killed the whole afternoon in the office; his only job was to brew a cup of coffee for Fu Yan.

    In the evening, he went with Fu Yan to a health-conscious restaurant, ate till they were stuffed, and then they went home together.

    Inside the apartment elevator, bright like a mirror, Du Yang and Fu Yan stood side by side. The floor numbers on the screen slowly changed.

    In the bright mirrored surface of the elevator, two figures, one tall and one short, stood shoulder to shoulder. One was aloof and handsome with an imposing aura, the other was well-behaved, beautiful, and a bit soft-looking; they were oddly perfect together.

    Their hands, hanging by their sides, were very close. Fu Yan's eyes were gentle as he looked at Du Yang through the elevator mirror. His large hand moved closer and closer, almost touching.

    Before the romantic tension could fully build, the elevator had arrived.

    Ding!

    The elevator doors opened.

    Du Yang was startled, his eyes wide as he stared unblinkingly outside the elevator, unconsciously clenching his fists.

    Fu Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his face turning cold, and the tenderness in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

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