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    Upon closer inspection, Yu An Tong realized the whole incident started when someone dined at "Sang Yu's restaurant", secretly filmed him, and then sent the footage to a popular influencer known for sharing handsome guys.

    Influencer's post: Fan submission! Bumped into a good-looking guy while dining out. Their conversation is straight out of a melodramatic soap opera - a classic tale of rich family feuds. [Video link]

    The post was reshared by several other influencers, and due to the intriguing topic of wealthy family disputes, it quickly gained traction and spread like wildfire.

    "The guy's so handsome! Old man, pay your debts."

    "Has anyone figured out which family feud this is about?"

    "Do we now need scripts to film handsome guys? Haha, it's quite entertaining."

    "I want to know the follow-up story."

    The video started with Yu An Tong talking about reclaiming his inheritance. There was no mention of the Yu or Xing families, so no one immediately identified the individuals in the video. However, most viewers were merely there to admire the good-looking guy and didn't really dig deeper.

    Ordinarily, such a post might not reach the top trends, but some pointed out that the restaurant in the video belonged to Sang Yu, causing a shift in the public's sentiment.

    "No offense, but anyone who dines at the mistress's restaurant is trash."

    "This must be a deliberate attempt at gaining publicity. Some people have no shame when it comes to getting attention."

    "A new strategy to white-wash a mistress?"

    "Claiming a 60-million inheritance? This feels like a TV drama. Ridiculous!"

    "Such an obvious marketing ploy, and there are actually idiots who believe it's spontaneous?"

    "This young man can act. If he debuts, I'd definitely watch his shows."

    "There aren't many notable families in City A. The fact that nobody has identified him yet just proves it's fabricated."

    "Such a bandwagon-jumper. Dining at the mistress's restaurant deserves criticism!"

    With all the chatter about Sang Yu, netizens rapidly pushed Yu An Tong up the trending list.

    After watching, Sun Ming remarked in shock, "No wonder so many were staring at you earlier. It's because of this. Wait... An Tong, is your family really this wealthy?"

    Zhao Peng looked on in disbelief, "You've hidden this well."

    My hard-working and thrifty roommate is worth 60 million, or perhaps even more?

    Han Le Le thought, seeing the stunned faces of the other two, they still don't know his husband is even wealthier.

    Yu An Tong replied, "I am genuinely broke. My uncle controls all my wealth. I'm planning to reclaim it."

    Given that they were all university students without much worldly experience, hearing this, both Zhao Peng and Sun Ming imagined a pitiful and oppressed Yu An Tong tormented by his ruthless uncle.

    Zhao Peng exclaimed, "No wonder they say the world of the wealthy is treacherous. Your uncle is truly heartless! And these netizens jump to conclusions without knowing the full story. Infuriating!"

    Sun Ming, gearing up for an online fight, declared, "With my two decades of being single and fast typing skills, I'll make those keyboard warriors regret their birth!"

    Han Le Le reassured Yu An Tong, "Don't take it to heart. These people are just mindlessly criticizing. Do you want me to help squash this issue? My family has connections in this field."

    Yu An Tong handed the phone back to Zhao Peng, telling Han Le Le, "No need to suppress it. In fact, let's add more fuel to the fire."

    Han Le Le, puzzled, asked, "Huh?"

    After hearing what Yu An Tong had to say, the other three roommates looked at him with admiration.

    Zhao Peng gave a thumbs up, "You wealthy folks are truly terrifying."

    Sun Ming stopped his furious typing, "Rich people and their intricate plans. Haha, can't wait to see these keyboard warriors get a reality check."

    Han Le Le patted Yu An Tong's shoulder, "Don't worry. We've got this covered."

    Seeing the pot starting to boil, Zhao Peng hurriedly said, "It's boiling! Let's add the ingredients!"

    The naive youths quickly shifted their focus from their roommate's wealthy background to happily enjoying their hot pot.

    Halfway through the meal, Yu An Tong brought up his desire to start a business.

    Han Lele was the first to express his support. "Absolutely, with your skills, it's a waste not to start a business. I wholeheartedly support you!"

    A little calculation whirred in Han Lele’s mind. They had only half a year left before graduation. Yu Antong’s culinary talent would benefit them for just that duration. But if he opened a restaurant, things would be different.

    Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, every single day of the 365. Wouldn’t he be able to eat whenever he fancied?

    Han Lele chuckled at the thought. "Recently, you've spoiled my taste buds. I've lost interest in breakfast and dinner and just look forward to your lunch. If you open a restaurant, that would be incredible. I promise to send you a grand bouquet to celebrate."

    Zhao Peng and Sun Ming also raised their hands in agreement.

    Yu Antong laughed, "Look at how excited you all are. I just mentioned it casually. Whether it becomes a reality is still uncertain. Let me first get my money back from my uncle."

    Hearing Yu Antong say that, Han Lele became even more determined to help him retrieve the money.

    For kids like Zhao Peng and Sun Ming, who come from smaller towns, starting a business in a city like 'A' with its skyrocketing property prices feels like a distant dream. But that didn't stop them from fantasizing and getting excited.

    As Zhao Peng slurped the spicy hot pot, he suggested, “You don’t need to sell anything else. Just this hot pot base will do. I’ve even thought of a brand name for you – ‘Old Dry Dad’.”

    Sun Ming added, “It would be great if you could turn it into a national chain. By the time I graduate and return home, I'd still be able to enjoy it!”

    "Cheers!" Han Lele said, picking up a can of beer. They all huddled together and clinked their cans in a celebratory toast.

    "To Antong becoming a billionaire and having stores across the country!"

    "Hahaha, cheers!"

    The casual banter from the young individuals wasn’t taken seriously at the time.

    The CEO's office at the Xing Corporation.

    Xing Lixuan was eating the lunch ordered by his assistant, finding it utterly bland.

    His phone rang. Xing Lixuan swiftly reached for it, which he always kept in sight on his desk.

    Recognizing the caller ID, Xing Lixuan's pace noticeably slowed. "Hello, what made you think of calling me today?"

    “Tsk, can't I just call for no reason? Aren’t we brothers?” On the other end, Qi Jingyao lounged with his legs crossed, glancing at today's trending topic on his computer while talking.

    Ding! Ding! Two notifications indicated incoming messages on Xing Lixuan's phone from Qi Jingyao.

    Qi Jingyao asked, “Take a look. Isn’t that the woman you just married?”

    Qi Jingyao and Xing Lixuan had been friends for many years. Although Qi Jingyao seemed carefree on the surface, he was quite resourceful and savvy, which is why he became close friends with Xing Lixuan.

    His family owned an entertainment company. When he noticed a trending topic about Yu Antong today, he felt he recognized her.

    After some thought, he realized she was the woman his friend had been compelled to marry not long ago. That's why he promptly contacted Xing Lixuan.

    Qi Jingyao inquired, “Finished looking? What do you think? Want me to have someone suppress this for you?”

    Xing Lixuan furrowed his brows at the barrage of ridicule and insults online, "Help me get rid of these, thanks."

    I wonder if Yu Antong has seen these.

    Even though he acts pretty thick-skinned around me, he's still just a college student in his early twenties; he probably can't handle such intense cyberbullying.

    "Why so formal?" Qi Jingyao chuckled, "Your wife seems to have quite the character; she's not someone to mess with."

    In the video, the good-looking young man spoke with eloquence and even managed to change the expression of the elder from the Yu family.

    Hearing this, Xing Lixuan couldn't resist replying, "That's an understatement."

    Ever since their quarrel, Yu Antong seemed upset every time he saw him. The young heir of the Xing family offended the cook, so he now endured tasteless meals daily.

    It was one thing not having tasted Yu Antong's cooking, but after experiencing such delightful dishes, everything else tasted bland.

    Qi Jingyao teasingly referred to Yu Antong as Xing Lixuan's "wife," knowing full well his friend hadn't wanted to marry.

    Surprisingly, Xing Lixuan didn't retort. Sensing something was off, Qi Jingyao quickly probed, "What happened?"

    Sharing details with Qi Jingyao meant everyone would know within three days. Aware of his nature, Xing Lixuan brushed it off with, "It's nothing."

    "Boring," Qi Jingyao sighed, "I'm opening a new bar soon. Let's hang out."

    "We'll see," Xing Lixuan said, tossing the distasteful food into the trash. After hesitating, he asked, "What gift would make you happy?"

    "A gift from you?!" Qi Jingyao feigned shock. "Since when has the young master Xing been so considerate?"

    Standing up, he paced, "I almost forgot my birthday is next month. Your sudden politeness is quite surprising. Any gift is fine, hanging out beats everything."

    Only upon hearing this did Xing Lixuan remember the impending birthday. He paused awkwardly for a few seconds, "Got it."

    After hanging up, Qi Jingyao immediately messaged in a close friends' group.

    Qi Jingyao: Going all out for my birthday this year!

    Bao Ji: What's gotten into you?

    Wei Zhejun: Celebrating your 80th?

    Qi Jingyao: Xing Lixuan just asked me about a gift preference. Compare him to you two. Such a difference among brothers! Reflect on yourselves.

    Bao Ji: What are you on about?

    Wei Zhejun: Let's chip in and get him some peanuts.

    Xing Lixuan: ...

    As Yu Antong prepared for a shower, he opened the wardrobe to fetch his sleepwear. To his surprise, what was once a sparse closet was now brimming with a variety of clothing.

    He glanced through them. Clearly, they weren't Xing Lixuan's size. Picking one up, he sized it against himself - it seemed to fit perfectly.

    Yu Antong thought of something and chuckled, "If you want to make amends, just say so. No need for such sly tactics, you introverted flirt."

    Yu Antong grabbed a few pieces of clothing and purposefully headed to the gym, teasingly asking Xing Lixuan, "Whose clothes are these? They've filled up my entire wardrobe."

    Without glancing away, Xing Lixuan, catching his breath, replied while running, "They're for you."

    Yu Antong leaned against the treadmill, stopped it, and arrogantly declared, "Apologize to me, and I'll forgive you."

    Despite sleeping together every night, their stubborn pride kept them from being intimate. Not wanting to give in, Yu Antong seized the chance now that Xing Lixuan was showing signs of reconciliation.

    Stepping off the treadmill, Xing Lixuan looked at Yu Antong's proud demeanor, willing to compromise for the sake of their relationship, "I'm sorry. I apologize."

    "That's better." Yu Antong gleefully jumped into Xing Lixuan's arms, grumbling, "You stinky man, no more giving me the cold shoulder. Or I'll be done with you."

    The true recipient of the silent treatment, CEO Xing: "..."

    After days without Yu Antong's teasing, hearing him sweetly call him "husband" made Xing Lixuan's hair stand on end. It felt unfamiliar again.

    Seriously! Why is this grown man so spoiled and dramatic?

    After days without intimacy, Yu Antong, wrapping his arms around Xing Lixuan's neck, cooed, "Honey, pamper me."

    Xing Lixuan, trying to maintain a stern face, questioned, "How?"

    Yu Antong remembered the scenes from the romantic novels he once read.

    Oh, it was embarrassingly sweet even thinking about it.

    Yu Antong, with his charming and expressive eyes, met Xing Lixuan's gaze for a split second before quickly looking away.

    Swallowing his intense embarrassment, he asked, "Honey, can you call me 'baby'?"

    The request sent chills down Xing Lixuan's spine. How could he possibly utter such a pet name?

    After a moment of silence, Xing Lixuan carried his dramatic lover to the bedroom, physically "pampering" him to satisfaction.

    Sometimes, actions speak louder than words.

    Later, Xing Lixuan brought up the online matter, "Don't worry about it. I've had the news taken down."

    Almost asleep, Yu Antong sat up, exclaiming, "Xing Lixuan, are you trying to ruin me?!"

    Gritting his teeth, Xing Lixuan managed, "I... do."

    "Please exchange rings," the officiant succinctly instructed.

    Yu Antong took out the ring, quickly put it on Xing Lixuan's finger, and then extended his own hand, "Your turn."

    Xing Lixuan hesitated but eventually slid the ring onto his finger.

    Observing the grim expression on a certain groom's face, the emcee hesitated for a moment before daring to announce, "The groom may now kiss the bride."

    Yu An-Tong looked at Xing Li-Xuan, who remained still, clearly showing no intention to cooperate.

    Undeterred, Yu An-Tong tiptoed and wrapped his arms around Xing Li-Xuan's neck, leaning in for a kiss.

    Resisting Xing Li-Xuan's attempts to push him away, he managed to hold the kiss for a full three seconds before pulling back and whispering, "Happy wedding, my love."

    After saying that, Yu An-Tong couldn't help but smile, feeling as if he were in a dream. To have actually gotten married seemed surreal; perhaps he would wake up still being the frail and sickly individual he used to be.

    The emcee, who had been on tenterhooks, wiped the sweat from his brow, relieved that everything had finally concluded smoothly.

    The pair then made their way backstage to a lounge, grabbing a quick bite before setting out to toast the guests.

    Xing Li-Xuan was in a foul mood, but he didn't refuse any guest offering him a drink.

    Yu An-Tong had a weak constitution and had only tasted alcohol before, never truly indulging. He had no idea about his alcohol tolerance.

    There were many guests invited to the wedding, as per Yu Qing-Nian's insistence that the wedding be a grand affair.

    Yu Qing-Nian had always aspired to get a slice of the real estate industry.

    Everyone wants a piece of the cake, but it's not easily attainable. Yu Qing-Nian struggled to break into that elite circle, while the Xing family had astutely dominated a significant portion of the real estate industry from early on.

    The union between the Xing and Yu families, coupled with the lavish wedding, undoubtedly elevated the Yu family's status in Jiang City's business district.

    "Congratulations, Mr. Yu! Your nephew is as handsome as Pan An, truly a match made in heaven with young master Xing."

    "Indeed, Mr. Yu has raised the boy well..."

    "Cheers to that!"

    Listening to the flattery around him, Yu Qing-Nian raised his glass with a smile, confident that none would dare slight him now.

    The wine they drank during the toasts was mostly diluted with water. After toasting, Yu An-Tong felt no discomfort.

    It seems my alcohol tolerance isn't too shabby! Even with the dilution, he had toasted many tables and consumed quite a bit.

    A smug thought crossed Yu An-Tong's mind.

    After the rounds of toasts, the two returned to a private room reserved for the Xing family.

    A elegantly dressed middle-aged woman approached warmly, "Finished toasting? Come sit, An-Tong."

    Yu An-Tong recognized her as Xing Li-Xuan's mother, to whom he had offered tea during the wedding ceremony.

    Somewhat awkwardly, he addressed Xing's parents as 'Dad' and 'Mom'. Xing's mother then led him to an elderly lady, instructing, "An-Tong, call her Grandma."

    The elderly lady seemed weak, but her piercing eyes felt as if they could see right through someone. Despite her age, one could still see traces of her youthful beauty.

    Two profound nasolabial folds on her face gave her an austere and unapproachable look. Despite her petite stature, the well-read Yu An Tong knew that this elderly lady wielded the real power within the Xing family. It was she who had ardently advocated for his marriage to Xing Li Xuan.

    Yu An Tong took a moment to observe her, then obediently greeted, "Hello, Grandma."

    "Hmm," the elder Mrs. Xing responded, handing Yu An Tong a red envelope. "Good boy, live a good life with Li Xuan."

    Oddly, although she had insisted on this marriage even at the risk of her own life, there wasn’t a hint of pleasure on her face.

    "I will, thank you, Grandma," said Yu An Tong as he took the envelope, stealing another glance at the elderly lady.

    If he wasn’t mistaken, her gaze seemed to hold a hint of scrutiny and dissatisfaction.

    Yu An Tong scoffed internally, thinking if she was so displeased, why had she forced her cherished grandson to marry him in the first place.

    Xing Li Xuan also noted his grandmother’s expression, sharing the same doubts as Yu An Tong.

    Frowning at his grandmother, Xing Li Xuan said, "If there's nothing else, I'll go rest now."

    He wasn’t in the best of moods that day, and even his tone towards his respected grandmother sounded somewhat curt.

    Aware of Xing Li Xuan's displeasure, the elderly Mrs. Xing didn't say much, "You've had quite a bit to drink. Let the driver take you. Yu, take care of him."

    More than happy to escape the unfamiliar social setting, Yu An Tong agreed, quickly catching up to Xing Li Xuan's long strides.

    Xing Li Xuan didn’t live in the ancestral Xing mansion; he stayed in an apartment complex closer to his office.

    It was a thirty-minute drive from the wedding venue to Xing Li Xuan's place.

    As soon as they boarded the car, Xing Li Xuan settled into his seat, showing no intention to interact with Yu An Tong. Feeling the effects of the alcohol, Yu An Tong felt a bit woozy and remained silent.

    When they reached their destination, Xing Li Xuan alighted first, but after a few steps, noticed Yu An Tong hadn’t followed.

    Though he wasn’t fond of Yu An Tong, he wouldn’t just abandon his new spouse.

    Doubling back, Xing Li Xuan opened the car door on Yu An Tong's side, only to find him asleep.

    "Hey, wake up!" Xing Li Xuan said, slightly shaking Yu An Tong with a hint of impatience, feeling that his cultivated patience over the years was about to run out.

    "Hmm~" Yu An Tong murmured, slowly opening his eyes to Xing Li Xuan’s handsome face, thinking he was dreaming.

    "If you're awake, get out of the car," Xing Li Xuan instructed.

    Yu An Tong wrapped his arms around Xing Li Xuan's neck, feigning drowsiness, "Not awake, not awake, need a hug from hubby."

    Caught off guard, Xing Li Xuan lost his balance, tumbling onto Yu An Tong in the back seat.

    Yu An Tong giggled, "Hubby, you're so passionate~"

    Xing Li Xuan, taken aback by Yu An Tong's silly words, quickly covered his mouth, glancing nervously at the driver up front. Feeling embarrassed, he snapped, "What are you yelling about?"

    Slowly, Yu An Tong opened his eyes, letting his imagination roam even in this “dream”, teasingly licked the palm covering his mouth.

    “You!” A moist sensation met his skin, and Xing Lixuan recoiled, staring in disbelief at Yu Antong.

    Freed from the hand over his mouth, Yu Antong pleaded, "Darling, hold me."

    “Damn it! Shut up,” Xing Lixuan hissed.

    Fearing more drunken ramblings from Yu, Xing Lixuan half-guided, half-carried him out of the car, then quickly sent the driver away.

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    Once the driver left, Xing Lixuan noticeably relaxed, supporting Yu Antong while waiting for the elevator.

    The intoxicated Yu Antong was far from docile. His dewy, affectionate eyes now glistened as he gazed at Xing Lixuan, murmuring softly, “Darling~”

    After his call, he bashfully buried his face into Xing Lixuan’s chest.

    "Damn it!" Xing Lixuan felt a sudden discomfort, the warmth from Yu Antong’s face seeping through the thin summer fabric to reach him. A strange sensation welled up in his chest, leading him to curse under his breath.

    Unexpectedly, his expletive seemed to ignite something in Yu Antong, who responded coyly, “Naughty, naughty, so direct! A kiss first, then you can have your way.”

    Saying this, he puckered up for a kiss.

    Just then, the elevator doors slid open to reveal a middle-aged couple stepping out. Caught off guard by the sight of the two men in an intimate embrace, they looked away, embarrassment written all over their faces.

    Once the couple exited, Xing Lixuan, veins popping in frustration, guided Yu Antong into the elevator.

    As the elevator doors closed, Xing Lixuan clearly heard the retreating couple mutter, “Young people these days, honestly…”

    For a split second, he truly regretted not abandoning Yu Antong right there. He shouldn’t have gone back for him.

    Xing Lixuan stared at the ascending floor numbers, silently willing the elevator to reach their floor faster.

    Oblivious to the situation, Yu Antong noticed how close Xing Lixuan’s face was to his own and just couldn’t resist.

    Rising on tiptoes, he planted a quick kiss.

    The unmistakable "smack" echoed loudly in the confined elevator space.

    Xing Lixuan, who had never been kissed, felt his ears burn in embarrassment. “What the hell are you thinking?!” he exclaimed.

    Finally arriving home, Xing Lixuan made a beeline for the bedroom, depositing Yu Antong onto the bed adorned with bright red nuptial bedding.

    Exhaustedly, Xing Lixuan sank down onto the edge of the bed, thinking that running ten kilometers would have been less taxing.

    Weary and intoxicated, the fatigue from the day’s early start combined with the effects of the alcohol made his eyelids droop. He intended to freshen up before collapsing into bed.

    He tried to get up... but couldn’t.

    Glancing down, he found Yu Antong clutching the hem of his shirt.

    The moment Yu Antong lay down on the bed, he began to feel drowsy. Still, he held onto Xing Lixuan tightly, mumbling unconsciously, "Husband, kiss me."

    Seeing that he was genuinely drunk, Xing Lixuan cautiously asked, "How did you all convince my grandmother to allow you to marry me?"

    By 'you all', he was referring to Yu Antong and Yu Qingnian.

    Xing Lixuan was genuinely puzzled as to what the old lady was thinking, insisting to the point of threatening with her life for him to marry a man who was good-looking and nothing more.

    The old lady wasn’t one to be unreasonably insistent. True, she had been urging him to date and get married since he officially began working at the company two years ago, but that was just typical nagging like many elders do, merely reminding you to take life seriously.

    Annoyed by the constant reminders, he openly admitted to his family that he was gay and they shouldn't expect him to marry a woman and have children.

    Though it was hard for his family to accept at first, they eventually came around. The old lady was heartbroken for a while, but she cherished him deeply and stopped pressuring him to marry.

    Not long ago, the old lady was diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer, with the doctor estimating she had about six months left.

    After the diagnosis, the old lady subtly hinted that if he found a man he liked, he should bring him home. Whether it’s a man or a woman, as long as they get along and are suitable life partners, she won’t interfere in the affairs of the younger generation.

    It was because of this that Xing Lixuan couldn’t comprehend why the old lady was so insistent, almost possessed, on him marrying Yu Antong.

    The old lady had always cherished him. When he was a child and fell into a pond while playing, the old lady, who was with him, didn’t hesitate to jump into the icy water to save him during winter, which resulted in her getting sick.

    Apart from the typical bond of a grandparent and grandchild, she also had saved his life. So, when she went to extremes, like starving herself to make him marry Yu Antong, he felt compelled to agree.

    If he had truly been against the marriage, he could have found ways out of it. But he knew the old lady meant well. For her last months, he thought it best to indulge her wishes.

    He had someone investigate Yu Antong a few times and found nothing exceptional about him, even deeming him mediocre.

    Author's note: Tongtong sighed in frustration: I’m never going to be a fan again (:3∠)

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