Chapter 186 Extra 2

Chapter 186: Extra Story 2

The tall, handsome, bright and cheerful young man seemed to suddenly notice Fu Yan, his smiling, expectant face instantly going cold as he gave Fu Yan a once-over.

Their gazes met in the air with hostility, an invisible battle of wills hanging between them.

Chi Xinya and Lu Jin'an, along with Grandma Lu and Grandpa Fu, all wore gleeful expressions as they watched the drama unfold from behind, thoroughly enjoying the show.

Lu Yang sensed Fu Yan's displeasure and was about to reject the young man when he heard something that made even him shudder.

The young man suddenly broke into a bright, sunny smile again, "Uncle, at your age, you're not as energetic as us young people. Better not get too angry—it'll age you fast, you know!"

Fu Yan was already thirty-two, and the young man was a year younger than Lu Yang, only twenty-one. In comparison, it wasn't unreasonable to call Fu Yan "uncle."

"Classmate, you—don't talk nonsense."

Lu Yang's index finger curled tightly inside his graduation gown sleeve. Who said a man's stamina declines with age?

That guy Fu Yan—whenever he wasn't busy, he'd corner him every single day, multiple rounds at a time. If they went a few days without, he'd practically want to make up for it all night long.

Luckily, he'd joined a project team at school, so he didn't have to "work overtime" with Fu Yan every day. Otherwise, his body really wouldn't be able to keep up.

But with all these people around, he was too embarrassed to say any of that!

Lu Jin'an was digging his nails into his own palm, keeping his eyes lowered and face perfectly straight. He must not laugh—absolutely must not laugh.

Do all these young guys nowadays just come at you directly like this?

This wouldn't faze his brother's husband at all. Yangyang had run back home multiple times just to hide from Fu Yan, not wanting to be worn out until he passed out in bed.

And that shameless bastard would follow him every single time.

If it weren't for the fact that Fu Yan gave in to his brother on everything except in bed and truly doted on him, he'd have kicked him out long ago.

Grandpa Fu and Grandma Lu sat on chairs under the shade of the trees, minding their own business, sipping tea and watching the show, taking great delight in the drama.

Chi Xinya sneakily pulled out her phone and started recording, planning to send it to her husband.

Fu Yan lowered his eyes to see his young boyfriend's nervous expression and gave Lu Yang's waist a reassuring squeeze.

Knowing how shy his boyfriend was, Fu Yan naturally wouldn't use their private matters as ammunition in a petty jealousy-fueled rivalry with some immature kid.

He was the legitimate, official spouse.

Fu Yan let out a sneering laugh, looking at the young man with an air of pure contempt and triumph.

"Is this how shameless homewreckers are? Is that really all you've got to offer?"

The tall, handsome, sunny young man froze for a moment, then met Fu Yan's gaze without backing down, a hint of provocation in his eyes.

"Who's the homewrecker? Uncle, you and Senior Lu are just dating—you're not married, so we both have the right to compete! In love, only the one who isn't loved is the third party!"

"Hey, stop it. I don't like you. Please leave!"

Lu Yang just wanted this junior to leave quickly and stop making things worse. He could already imagine how rough tonight would be.

Fu Yan's jealousy was no joke. Every time he got jealous, his ass and waist would pay the price.

The young man wasn't discouraged by the rejection at all. Instead, he started comforting Lu Yang, "Senior, don't be afraid of the old man. You're not even married yet—you have every right to choose. I really like you. If I didn't confess now, it'd be even harder to see you after you graduate."

Lu Yang shrank closer into Fu Yan's arms, his stance firm as he pledged his loyalty.

"Classmate, we're in a great relationship and getting married soon. Don't cause trouble here."

If he caused more trouble, would his waist even survive?

Lu Yang tried to push Fu Yan to leave quickly, but the man didn't move an inch.

Fu Yan stood there, looking at the young man with a half-smile, then pulled two little red marriage certificates from his pocket.

"Who said we're not married?"

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