Xing Lixuan gritted his teeth in frustration, "Divorce? Don't even think about it!"

Xing Lixuan yanked the blanket aside, stretched out his long arms, and pulled Yu Antong into his embrace.

Yu Antong wriggled and squirmed, trying to free himself from the hold.

"Slap, slap!"

Xing Lixuan gave him two light smacks, "Stay still, just go to sleep."

Drunk, Yu Antong thought Xing Lixuan had seriously slapped him. He started crying dramatically, "Ow, it hurts so much! Life is so tough for me!"

Xing Lixuan rubbed his temples, "Little brat, can you please just sleep? I didn't even hit you hard."

Yu Antong pouted, "Then massage it for me, and it'll stop hurting."

Xing Lixuan, left with no choice, complied. He gently caressed Yu Antong's skin and planted a soft kiss on his forehead, whispering, "There, there. Sleep now, little one."

Yu Antong sighed comfortably, "Ah, mmm, gentler!"

Xing Lixuan struggled to get Yu Antong to sleep and had to wait for his own emotions to settle down.

He now understood that Yu Antong was not just difficult when sober, but completely unmanageable when drunk.

The next morning, Yu Antong woke up to find Xing Lixuan glaring at him. Recalling the previous night's antics, he wasn't surprised by Xing Lixuan's cold expression.

But Yu Antong was shameless. He put on a sweet smile, trying to charm the ice-cold face before him.

He feigned innocence, "Oh my, I don't remember changing into my pajamas. Honey, did you help me bathe and change?"

"I knew it! My husband is truly the best man in the world!"

Xing Lixuan's face softened slightly, but he retorted, "Do you remember wanting a divorce last night?"

Yu Antong gave himself two light slaps, regretting his loose tongue from the previous night.

Now, he couldn't even think of a divorce. Where else would he find such a talented and vigorous partner without any strings attached?

Thinking of this, Yu Antong couldn't help but worry. If they divorced in half a year and he was still well, having experienced the exquisite taste of Xing Lixuan, how could any other man compare?

"There’s always a way out," he thought. "Why worry now?" Yu Antong turned to Xing Lixuan with a radiant smile, “Did I ever say anything like that? I don’t think so. I love you so much; how could I ever mention divorce? You can’t accuse me of saying things while I was drunk and unconscious. I deny it!”

The "culprit" Yu Antong refuses to admit guilt and even tries to shift the blame!

Xing Lixuan: "Are you serious?"

He was just starting to have a tiny affection for Yu Antong, and now it seemed Yu couldn't live without him.

Usually, Yu Antong professed his love and affection, which Xing Lixuan hadn't taken seriously. Reflecting on it, Yu was always poised and composed in public, only showing his clingy side to him. Always teasing and flirting shamelessly when they were together.

Yu Antong must genuinely like him, constantly sticking around, and his pretend casual confessions must be true. Using his impressive IQ of 150, Xing Lixuan analyzed and drew conclusions.

Perhaps agreeing to a contractual divorce was a ruse from the start, just an excuse to get close and gradually make him fall in love. Half of their agreed six months had already passed, and he was sure Yu Antong wouldn’t bring up divorce.

How could he have been so blind to this act until now? Given Yu's deep affection for him, he should try to reciprocate a bit more.

Little did Yu Antong know that his flippant remarks had led Xing Lixuan to believe he was infatuated with him, effectively making Xing romance himself.

Yu Antong kept nodding and said, “It’s true, definitely true. My love for you is purer than gold.”

Inside he thought: "This young master is so demanding. It’s just a contractual marriage, and yet have to flatter him and show loyalty just for his support. Such a prince syndrome."

Xing Lixuan tried hard not to show his amusement. He knew Yu Antong couldn't resist him.

While they seemed like a lovey-dovey, newlywed couple, in reality, they had their own thoughts, not quite on the same page.

In high spirits after being cajoled by Yu Antong early in the morning, Xing Lixuan dropped him at school, recalling the male student who had been pestering Yu.

He said, “I warned that classmate of yours yesterday to stay away from you. If he bothers you again, let me know.”

Yu Antong replied, “Don’t worry, there's nothing between him and me. I can handle it.”

Xing Lixuan: “Alright.”

Of course, I know you have nothing with him. It's with me that you have something.

Xing Lixuan, who prided himself on having a sweet marital life, was unusually amiable at the office.

An employee presented a revised proposal for their company’s game. After reviewing, Xing Lixuan suggested, “Boost the rewards in the marriage system by half, and increase the number of couple tasks.”

Xing Lixuan logically explained, “Couple events enhance players' love and sense of belonging, ensuring they remain loyal to our game and won't abandon it.”

The employee: “…”

Just a year ago, you said there were too many couple events.

——

He Bin, intimidated by Xing Lixuan at the grand banquet, returned to school dejectedly when his girlfriend called.

Glancing at the caller ID, He Bin was instantly irritated. He muted the phone, pretending not to notice it, not in the mood to indulge his high-maintenance girlfriend today.

However, the incessant calls continued. Finally, he answered, only to be met with a shrill, demanding voice from the other end.

“He Bin, where have you been? Ignoring my calls all day – are you trying to break up or what?”

He Bin pulled the phone away from his ear, repulsed. He thought, if it weren't for her father being a school official, I would've broken up with you long ago.

He Bin, hoping to land a teaching job post-graduation, had always tried to appease his girlfriend, knowing her father held sway at the university. But her overbearing behavior was pushing him to his limits. He was tired of catering to her.

After placating her, He Bin lay on his bed, lost in thought.

Had he chosen Yu An Tong back then, things might be different. He'd be richer than those spoiled rich kids in his dorm. Why would he need a measly teaching job?

Yu An Tong would've been eager to please him, nothing like his current, temperamental girlfriend.

The more he thought, the more resentful he became. No, he couldn't just let Yu An Tong go. He refused to believe that Yu had lost feelings for him so quickly.

Overwhelmed by desire, He Bin ignored Xing Li Xuan's warnings and messaged Yu An Tong on WeChat.

He remembered that Yu An Tong was the one who'd first asked for his WeChat. This boosted his confidence in winning him back.

[He Bin: Xiao Tong, do you remember when we first met?]

After waiting for a while without a reply, he continued.

[He Bin: It was the first day of the term. You had loads of luggage, and your face was flushed from exertion.]

[He Bin: Despite the sweat on your face, I found you incredibly attractive. I helped you with your things, and you thanked me with that shy, endearing smile. I remember it to this day.]

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[He Bin: Later, we found out we were in the same major. Fate, isn't it?]

Satisfied, He Bin drifted off to sleep. He believed that with patience and persistence, Yu An Tong would surely soften and come back to him.

Yu An Tong, after a night of heavy drinking, hadn’t checked his phone. Just before class, he pulled it out of boredom and was greeted by a barrage of messages from He Bin.

Yu An Tong's expression darkened as he read on. Fate? Knowing you is like the worst luck ever.

Just as he was about to block He Bin, Han Le Le sat beside him.

Han Le Le asked, "What are you looking at? Why that expression? You're like one of those old folks trying to read a text on the subway! Haha."

Yu An Tong inquired, "Do you know much about our classmate, He Bin?"

Han Le Le shook his head, "Just the regular classmate stuff. Why the sudden interest?"

Zhao Peng and Sun Ming entered the classroom, overhearing their conversation. Zhao Peng said, "He Bin? I remember his girlfriend being the daughter of our school's Deputy Director of Education."

Yu An Tong exclaimed, "What?! Isn't the Deputy Director that bald, pot-bellied middle-aged guy? He was the one who nearly caught Han Le Le cheating during midterms! How can he be He Bin's girlfriend? That's just... bizarre."

The mere thought is eye-watering.

"Oops! I misspoke,” Zhao Peng corrected, “It's his girlfriend's dad who's the deputy director of the Student Affairs Office."

Yu An Tong remarked, "He actually has a girlfriend?"

And he's still yapping at me, he's clearly a jerk.

"He Bo is quite good-looking, so having a girlfriend is normal," Zhao Peng joked. "Are you just being jealous as a single? Quite a few girls have shown interest in you this term. Why not go out with one of them? Han Mei Mei seems to be into you."

Dad, I'm already married to a man. I'm afraid you'd be shocked if I said that out loud.

Yu An Tong brushed it off, "Han Mei Mei is destined for Li Lei."

Zhao Peng, "…Have you recently been practicing your cold jokes, An Tong?"

The conversation veered off, and He Bo's matter was dropped.

Upon learning of He Bo’s relationship, Yu An Tong had a devious thought. With a sly grin, instead of blocking He Bo, he replied to his messages.

【Yu An Tong: We shouldn’t be in touch anymore.】

Sitting at the front of the class, He Bo was elated when he saw the reply. If Yu An Tong is willing to reply, there must still be a place for him in his heart. Why else wouldn’t he block him if not for affection?

He turned to share a passionate look with Yu An Tong, but Yu An Tong kept his head down, avoiding his gaze.

He Bo had no choice but to text him again.

【He Bo: But I can't forget you. You know, I dreamt of you last night.】

【Yu An Tong: Saying things like this might cause misunderstandings with your girlfriend.】

【He Bo: Is it because of her that you want to sever ties with me?】

【Yu An Tong: It has nothing to do with her. I genuinely dislike you. Please stop texting me.】

The more Yu An Tong refuted, the more He Bo believed it was all because he was jealous of his girlfriend. That's why Yu An Tong was intimate with another man at the Immortal Banquet restaurant—to provoke him.

【He Bo: You don’t understand, she’s stubborn and spoilt, a real princess. I'm not happy with her. I wanted to break up long ago, but she keeps clinging on.】

【He Bo: She even uses her father's position to threaten me. She said if I break up with her, she'd have her father expel me. But don't worry, for you, I'll end things cleanly with her.】

Yu An Tong had Han Le Le ask around and got He Bo's girlfriend's WeChat. He then screenshot all their conversation and forwarded it to He Bo's girlfriend.

Considering He Bo’s girlfriend’s fiery temperament, he wasn't concerned about the aftermath.

A few days later, Yu An Tong's counselor called a meeting.

"I believe you’ve all heard the news. One of our students, He Bo, was reported for academic fraud. He has been advised to drop out by the university."

"Everyone should start preparing for their graduation thesis. hope you all take this as a warning, uphold academic integrity, and remain honest and trustworthy."

——

Time flies, and with the onset of December, a gust of northern wind brought a sudden drop in temperature.

The colder it gets, the more people crave hot pot. A new message popped up on the official 'Immortal Feast' account.

Immortal Feast: "The boss's newly developed hot pot base will be available tomorrow. Sneakily captured a photo of our handsome boss cooking from behind. Here's a pic!"

LittleFairy: "Capturing just the back? Show us his face if you dare!"

DishSoapCoupons: "Who is this ethereal young man? Handsome and a great cook. want to marry him."

FemaleChampion: "I don't want the hot pot base, want the young man."

FoodieFan: "Who doesn’t want the young man? After all, if you have him, you have everything."

DareNotMove: "I know you all claim to be fans of the boss's looks, but you're probably already on the shopping page, waiting to grab that hot pot base!"

SlowHands: "Haha, you got me. After Immortal Feast posts, they better ramp up production, or there won't be enough to go around."

MicroscopeGirl: "The young man’s waist looks so slim with that apron tied around it. want to give him a hug, hehe."

NotOlderThanYou: "Does this young man need a girlfriend? The kind that's best at eating?"

The young man, dubbed by netizens as the 'ethereal young man,' was Yu An Tong. He was currently engaging in a frivolous personality quiz.

"Honey, you should try it too. It seems pretty accurate. It labeled me as a pessimist..."

"I pass."

Xing Li Xuan pushed away the phone Yu An Tong handed him. He wondered what nonsensical, unscientific quiz could label Yu An Tong as a pessimist.

If Yu An Tong were a pessimist, then there would be no optimists in this world.

Yu An Tong teased him, "Come on! Honey~ honey~"

Xing Li Xuan: "Stop bothering me."

As they were bantering, Xing Li Xuan's phone rang. He pulled Yu An Tong into his embrace, "Stop it, it's a call from my mother."

"Hello, Mom. Why are you calling so late?"

Yu An Tong leaned in, pressing his face against Xing Li Xuan's to eavesdrop.

The anxious voice of Xing's mother came through, "Son, your grandma has fallen unconscious. She's being treated in the hospital now, and we don't know the situation yet. Your father and I are both here. You should come too."

Xing Li Xuan replied, "Mom, try to stay calm. Tell me which hospital, and I'll be right there."

After hanging up, while putting on his clothes, Xing Li Xuan said to Yu An Tong, "I have to go to the hospital. You can sleep; there's no need to wait up for me."

Yu An Tong responded, "I'll go with you."

The elderly lady was kind to him; he wished to see how she was doing.

Xing Lixuan: "That would be good."

Author's Note: Xing Lixuan: My wife is head over heels in love with me.

Yu Antong: "You're daydreaming."

Because I'm occupied on Saturday, the next update might be a bit late, probably around 11 pm. Although the gap is a bit long, I promise to keep updating daily.

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I deeply appreciate all of your support. I will continue to work hard! Special thanks to the angels who supported me between 2020-01-01 23:18:02 and 2020-01-02 23:35:47.

Thanks to the little angel who threw a landmine: asura, one count;

Gratitude to the little angels who nourished me: Lingfu Sir with 15 bottles; Jessie, 31047224, Mo Shang Chang'an with 10 bottles each; Sang Sang Si You, wjying, asura with 5 bottles each; Ye with 2 bottles; Cat Loves Spicy Strips, undercover, Jia Ka Ba La with 1 bottle each.

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