Chapter 99: He Will Take It Seriously

Chapter 99: He Will Take It Seriously

"Baby, what did you say?"

Fu Yan pulled back a little, looking down at the young man in his arms, his eyes swirling with thick, surging emotions. Just now, his little one had completely invited him—he hadn't detected a trace of nervousness or reluctance in his tone; it was an invitation born from deep affection.

The young man's thick lashes fluttered a few times at Fu Yan's words, and his eyes, veiled with a mist of tears, shifted slightly, as if he'd just realized what bold and mortifying thing he'd said.

"N-nothing!"

Utterly shy, the young man turned his head and buried his face in Fu Yan's chest.

He wanted to take things further with Fu Yan. Every time Fu Yan kissed him, it left his whole body soft and tingly.

It was addictive. He craved more.

Why did I just say that?!

The young man in his arms nuzzled against his chest like a kitten, letting out a soft mewling sound from his throat.

Embarrassed and flustered.

Fu Yan's heart surged uncontrollably—his little one had finally taken another brave step forward.

How could he be this adorable?

"I know you want me, baby," Fu Yan said in a husky voice, laced with pleasure. "But if we do it tonight, you won't be able to walk tomorrow."

Before the young man in his arms could react, Fu Yan lowered his head and took the young man's pink earlobe into his mouth, gently sucking it before letting go.

Just that one action made the young man clutch tightly at the lapel of Fu Yan's suit, a soft, breathy moan escaping his lips.

"Baby, you're so responsive." Fu Yan pecked a kiss on the young man's cheek.

"Don't say that." Du Yang reached up to cover Fu Yan's mouth, his face still buried in his chest, too embarrassed to come out.

Fu Yan kissed the hollow of his palm, pulled the hand away from his lips, and said in a low, persuasive voice, "We have to see the doctor tomorrow. What if we head straight back to the villa after we come back from Grandma's on Friday?"

Right, tomorrow they had to see the doctor. He'd just promised to start treatment.

Du Yang pulled away from Fu Yan's embrace. The pink flush on his face hadn't faded completely, but his expression was serious, like he was making a pledge.

"Fu Yan, this time I'm going to really get treatment."

"That's my Yangyang!" Fu Yan cupped the young man's soft, flushed cheeks and said, utterly deadpan, something absolutely filthy: "As a reward, tonight I can..."

Du Yang caught the last few words, and the lingering blush on his cheeks instantly rushed back.

The young man pushed Fu Yan's hands away and fumbled with his seatbelt, looking down and changing the subject.

"Gege, stop talking. I... I want to eat!"

Watching the flustered little one who couldn't even buckle his seatbelt, Fu Yan was charmed all over again. He reached over to help him fasten it, then said cheerfully, "Mm, okay. After we eat, we're going to bed early tonight."

Du Yang didn't dare answer. He just shrank into himself like a frightened quail, avoiding Fu Yan's eyes, he turned his flushed face toward the window.

Fu Yan, who usually seemed as cold and distant as an iceberg—why was he such a pervert at heart?

On the way back after dinner, Du Yang got a call from Lu Jin'an. "Yangyang, why aren't you home?"

"Ge, what's up?" Du Yang said. "Fu Yan and I had dinner out. We're on our way back now."

Lu Jin'an's voice rose on the other end. "He doesn't even cook for you? He makes you eat out!"

Du Yang sighed. Why was this brother of his so childish? Since when does any CEO have time to cook every day?

Besides, the restaurant they went to had great food. They had a non-spicy version of the spicy fish, which he really liked.

"Why aren't you talking, Yangyang? Did Fu Yan bully you? You guys come back right now. I'll back you up! I'm right outside your door!" Lu Jin'an's voice sounded anxious.

"Bro, it's nothing. Just wait a bit. We'll be back soon." Du Yang hung up before his brother could say anything more.

Lu Jin'an stared at his phone, a little annoyed. Did his little brother sound a little impatient just now?

He hadn't said anything bad, had he?

*Click*

The door across the hall opened. Ji Zichu leaned against the doorframe, with a haughty chin, and said unceremoniously, "Why are you here again?"

It's that annoying guy again. Lu Jin'an narrowed his eyes and shot back without courtesy.

"Why the hell can't I be here? Not only will I come, I'll sleep here!"

"Tsk! Shameless!" Ji Zichu cursed.

Daring to come so openly to poach my man—how unsportsmanlike!

"Du Yang is dating my brother. What business is it of yours to come here every day? Even if they break up, the line should start with me dating Du Yang. Who do you think you are? And you're so old!"

"What kind of bullshit are you talking?!" Lu Jin'an's face darkened with anger.

That little bastard. Du Yang was his own biological brother. What's this guy yapping about?

"Don't think just because you're Old Fu's distant relative, I won't punch you!" Lu Jin'an put down the things in his hands, stepped forward a few times, and stared at the other.

Ji Zichu shot him a look of utter disdain, then leaned forward a little, thrusting his head toward Lu Jin'an.

"Go ahead, hit me! If you dare hit me, I'll go tell Du Yang!"

The moment the elevator doors opened, Du Yang saw his brother and Ji Zichu wrestling in a tangled heap in the hallway.

"Big brother!" Du Yang rushed over to break them up. "Stop it!"

Seeing his little brother, Lu Jin'an's anger immediately halved. He couldn't be so fierce in front of his brother—he was the nice older brother!

Ji Zichu was panting with rage, his eyes red-rimmed, and was about to go at Lu Jin'an again when Fu Yan grabbed his arm and yanked him back.

"Yangyang, don't hang around with him anymore!" Lu Jin'an wiped a trickle of blood from the corner of his mouth and glared at his buddy.

"This younger brother of yours has ulterior motives. He wants to steal your man!"

Fu Yan gave a disdainful glance at Ji Zichu—cheek bruised, lip bloodied, hair a mess—and said calmly, "He's got no chance." Then he curled his lips and looked at Du Yang. "Am I right, Yangyang?"

"Yes." Du Yang's voice was quiet but firm. "Ji Zichu, I only like Fu Yan. I won't consider anyone else. You... don't put yourself through this anymore."

"Du Yang, waa..."

Tears fell from Ji Zichu's eyes. He had been rejected again.

Fu Yan was thrilled. His boy was usually timid and shy, but when it came to taking a stand, he didn't hesitate at all.

"Go back to the room and treat the wound." Fu Yan pushed Ji Zichu back to his own apartment, ignoring his protests.

"Waa, I'm leaving!" Ji Zichu was reluctantly forced into the door, but before closing it, he shot a provocative look at Lu Jin'an and said, "Anyway, you have as little chance as I do!"

The three entered the house. Du Yang used a hot towel to tend to Lu Jin'an. Only the corner of his mouth was slightly injured, so it seemed Ji Zichu had come off worse.

Lu Jin'an was deeply moved that his first instinct had been to rush over and protect Du Yang. Such a great younger brother, he wished he could be with him every day.

"Yangyang." Lu Jin'an held Du Yang's hand, shook it, and tried to put on a pitiful look.

"Lu Jin'an." Fu Yan interrupted him, flatly. "The stuff has been delivered. If there's nothing else, you should head home early."

Lu Jin'an immediately grew anxious. "No! I want to stay here!"

"No."

"No."

Two voices said 'No' at once, one from Du Yang and one from Fu Yan.

After saying that, Du Yang's face reddened first. He averted his gaze from the two, lowered his eyelids, and silently stared at the floor.

Seeing his old friend's lovestruck eyes, as if he wanted to glue himself to his little brother, then looking at his own boy...

This shy look, still sneaking glances at Fu Yan—does he think I'm invisible?

Love idiot!

Lu Jin'an resigned himself.

"Fine, fine! I'm just a huge third wheel! I'm leaving, don't bother seeing me out!"

"Since you're leaving, brother-in-law, I still need to see him off." Fu Yan opened the door, then said to Du Yang, "Yangyang, you go shower first. I'll see your brother out."

"Go take a shower? That bastard!"

Lu Jin'an was indignant. "Yangyang, don't let this man fool you! He's no good!"

Fu Yan pressed his lips together and yanked Lu Jin'an's arm, pulling him out.

Lu Jin'an clung to the doorframe, still putting up a fight.

"Yangyang, men can't be trusted, only your big brother can be trusted!"

"Yangyang! Don't trust men too much. Big brother is someone you can lean on forever!"

"Yangyang..."

The door slammed shut, and the room fell silent.

Once in the elevator, Fu Yan said coldly, "Lu Jin'an, could you please stop being so childish?"

"Du Yang has depression." Fu Yan's voice was pained. "If you can't love him well, don't hurt him by trying to drive us apart. He'll take it to heart."

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