Chapter 20 The Teasing Yandere Boy 20

Chapter 20: The Alluring Sickly Boyfriend 20

Suddenly not having Jiang Ran to boss around, Qiao Ling found he didn't know what to say.

It had only been a few days since he'd seen Jiang Ran, yet now he felt strangely unfamiliar.

Somehow, Qiao Ling sensed that something had shifted between him and Jiang Ran.

After a long pause, Jiang Ran was the one who went to grab two drinks and handed one to Qiao Ling.

"Young Master, this one won't get you drunk."

Hearing this, Qiao Ling recalled the embarrassing incident from last time when he'd gotten drunk.

He puffed up and said, "Last time I drank a lot before I got that wasted. Honestly, I can usually hold my liquor pretty well."

System: "..."

Host, do you realize that just makes you look guiltier?

Jiang Ran didn't push it, just gave a faint smile. "I know, Young Master."

Qiao Ling furrowed his brows. "Stop calling me Young Master. You can just use my name now—it's not like it's a big deal."

After all, their relationship didn't have to be kept in the dark anymore.

Jiang Ran seemed especially stubborn today, staring at the moon as he spoke slowly:

"No matter what, you were the one who helped me when I was at my lowest. No matter how much you might think our relationship is something to be ashamed of, to me, it's the most precious memory of my life."

Qiao Ling didn't know if it was the drink or the wind messing with his head, but either way, he couldn't make sense of Jiang Ran's words.

In the original plot, because Qiao Ling had publicly exposed their past relationship to humiliate him, Jiang Ran had been so furious he'd had people beat him up in a sack. That was because it was the darkest moment Jiang Ran never wanted to mention again.

But now—

Someone explain this to me: how the hell did it become the most precious memory of his life?!

Explain it—how the f*ck did it become the most precious memory of his life?!

This made Qiao Ling feel like a total jerk who got what he wanted and then pretended it never happened!

Oh wait, sorry, he already was one. Heh heh!

Qiao Ling coughed and tried to console him. "Some unhappy memories are okay to forget. Life's about moving forward, you know!"

That simple little cliché somehow hit a nerve with Jiang Ran. His dark eyes fixed on Qiao Ling as he asked, "So for you, Young Master, this memory is something you can just casually forget?"

That one line left Qiao Ling speechless again.

Forget it—the more he talked, the more he screwed up. He'd just keep his mouth shut!

Jiang Ran figured this Young Master had been spoiled and coddled for over twenty years—these past few months probably didn't mean that much to him.

But to Jiang Ran, they were impossible to forget.

In that case...

He'd just have to help make the memory stick.

When Jiang Ran stepped closer, Qiao Ling instinctively leaned away.

The Young Master's slender, pale hand gripped the crystal goblet tight. Seeing Jiang Ran wasn't backing off, he instinctively chucked the drink.

The spotless white suit was instantly ruined.

Qiao Ling: "..."

"Heh, heh heh! If I said that was an accident, would you believe me?"

Sorry, even he didn't buy it himself.

But it was his fault for suddenly getting so close without saying why.

Jiang Ran didn't seem to care about the details at all, instead moving in even closer.

The still-wet liquid transferred right onto Qiao Ling.

There—now they matched perfectly!

Qiao Ling: "Shit!"

Once Qiao Ling's clothes were just as ruined, Jiang Ran apologized sincerely: "I'm sorry, Young Master. That wasn't intentional."

Qiao Ling: "..."

Do these look like light bulbs to you?

"Come change with me," Jiang Ran said suddenly.

Qiao Ling looked up at him at that, letting out a flat "Oh."

He had a nagging feeling something was off, but this couldn't be a trap, right?

Jiang Ran's room was the one on the left upstairs. The second Qiao Ling stepped inside and heard the door click shut, his nerves went on high alert.

Jiang Ran's room was neat and simply furnished. Maybe because he hadn't been there long, the desk only had a few books he read often.

But with so many guests today and the windows open, the noise from downstairs still floated up here.

Jiang Ran went to the closet, grabbed two sets of clothes, and handed them to Qiao Ling. That's when Qiao Ling asked, "Where's the bathroom?"

At that, Jiang Ran turned and looked him up and down, making Qiao Ling feel self-conscious.

Maybe... that wasn't necessary.

But he was super territorial, and since he was on someone else's turf, he had to at least make sure he was safe.

Once again, Qiao Ling gave in.

Fine, it's just a change of clothes, right?

Whatever Jiang Ran had, he had the same.

He'd just taken off his shirt and hadn't pulled the T-shirt over his head yet when the lights suddenly went out.

Qiao Ling jumped in fright.

But then he heard footsteps coming up behind him.

It was Jiang Ran.

"Jiang Ran?"

"Mm?"

"You need something?"

What the hell is this creep up to, being all shady like that?!

In the pitch darkness, Qiao Ling caught a familiar, cold scent, laced with an indescribable possessiveness.

He was already slowly leaning in.

He gently squeezed the young master's cheek, warning him, "There were a lot of people downstairs today."

"..."

"So keep your voice down."

The Jian family's banquet ran until midnight.

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Jiang Ran came downstairs, neatly dressed, saying goodbye to the guests alongside Jian Han.

Although Jiang Ran had only made a brief appearance that evening, his demeanor throughout was polite, considerate, and not at all obsequious, which left an excellent impression.

Especially when Young Master Li's father, right in front of Jian Han and his own son, showered Jiang Ran with praise.

Jiang Ran kept a faint smile on his face the whole time, while Young Master Li looked pretty awkward.

After seeing everyone off, Qiao Huai then asked, "Jiang Ran, where's Xiao Ling?"

Jiang Ran then explained, "I just had a few drinks with the young master upstairs. He got pretty wasted, so I let him crash in my room. Mr. Qiao, I'll make sure the young master gets home safely tomorrow."

Qiao Huai knew Jiang Ran was a very reliable person, but now that he was also a cherished family member, having him take care of Qiao Ling felt like too much to ask.

He smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry to have you take care of him like this."

"It's nothing, it's what I should do."

Jian Han also smiled and said, "I'm glad Qiao Ling is willing to be friends with our Xiao Ran. Don't worry, Xiao Huai."

Seeing that it was getting late, Qiao Huai didn't stay long and headed straight home.

Meanwhile, upstairs in Jiang Ran's room—

Qiao Ling lay on the bed, clutching the covers, racking his brain. How did things end up like this? Whose fault is it anyway?

"System, did you see that? He made the first move, so this isn't on me."

He was desperately trying to cover his own ass and shift the blame.

System: "..."

This lesser immortal really is a total scumbag.

"Right, right, it's not the host's fault. It's the sofa's fault. And the bed's fault."

Qiao Ling pretended to be shy, "I guess that's probably it!"

System: "..."

"But you didn't say no."

Qiao Ling: "..."

"Let's just not be friends anymore. I don't like hanging out with people who tell the truth!"

"Here's today's update! Begging for five stars to keep the updates coming!"