CH 4.1
CHAPTER 4
IN WHICH TODAY'S PUPPY MEETS THE PARENTS
47
"Hi, Assistant Liu."
Carrying two thermos buckets, Zhen Xin excitedly walks into Liang Ren's company and easily navigates past the front desk to reach the Director's Office.
A few days ago, during a scorching hot day with a heatwave warning, Zhen Xin has been busy running from house to house before rushing back to stand guard outside the building. While fiddling with his mini handheld fan that refused to turn on, the friendly receptionist offered him water and a seat in the lobby. With sunburnt cheeks, Zhen Xin happily drank the boiled water, and sat comfortably for two hours before heading back home as usual.
From the following day, Zhen Xin had been allowed to wait in the lounge of the lobby. With his flattering ways and honeyed mouth, he soon broke into the front desk, gradually making his way upstairs without issue, like leveling up in a game, breaking through the defense line bit by bit.
Although he never gets to see Liang Ren, Zhen Xin is satisfied enough to stew him soup every day. He even bought two thermos buckets so that he could replace the previous day's thermos bucket for a fresh one the next day.
Every time he comes the next day, the thermos would have been cleaned. He never asked if Liang Ren drank it or poured it out. It doesn't matter, he still brought new dishes over every day.
"Mr. Zhen," Assistant Liu bids him welcome. "You can rest in the waiting room."
"I know, I know, don't mind me. I'm sure you are busy. Finish your work so you can go home early," Zhen Xin urges with a smile. He puts down the thermos, and goes to the pantry to make tea for himself.
"What's up with that beauty who comes to see Mr. Liang every day?"
Zhen Xin swears that he only wants to get some hot water, not intending to listen to gossips, but he ends up overhearing gossip about himself.
"Who knows. He comes here every day, but Mr. Liang neither sees him nor chases him away. He just gives him the cold shoulder. Quite pitiful, if you look at it."
"What cold shoulder? Even though Mr. Liang doesn't want to see him, he's taking care of him. I saw Assistant Liu received him in person last time. Assistant Liu is Mr. Liang's right-hand man. Seeing Assistant Liu is like meeting Mr. Liang himself."
Zhen Xin pauses. In a flash, his eyes curve with a smile as he retreats.
——————
Liang Ren finishes today's work at 8:20 PM. Due to their company's ongoing mid-year summary, he has been extremely busy. Finishing work at this time is considered early.
He rises to his feet and stretches himself a bit. His eyes drop on the thermos bucket lying aside.
His assistant brought it to him earlier. He walks over and unscrews the lid. Inside, the tremella and red dates are stewed soft and chewy. It's quite obvious that a certain puppy wants to please him.
Liang Ren frowns, then closes the lid.
——————
Liang Ren now lives in a condominium so close to the company that he doesn't even need to drive. It's almost nine o'clock when he finishes sorting the files and is ready to go home. When he opens the office door, he finds that the lights in the reception area are still on.
Betas have never been able to match the strength of alphas. Zhen Xin can only achieved much by launching a sneak attack. Now that Liang Ren has come to his senses, he has no strength to fight back and can only be pushed away.
Zhen Xin partly closes his eyes, not wanting to see Liang Ren's angry face.
He knows that he's in the wrong. Liang Ren will surely scold him now, but he just can't bear to hear Liang Ren say something bad about him. Even a glare from him makes him feel incredibly wronged.
Zhen Xin wants to plug his own ears, but also can't bear to release Liang Ren whom he has managed to hold onto. He can only listen to Liang Ren's admonishment.
"You can really go out your way for a rich man. Do you always pounce on them like this?"
Regretful and happy, Zhen Xin's eyelashes flutter lightly. He is sitting astride Liang Ren's lap, and the latter doesn't push him away.
"I do no such thing. You're the only one, and you threw me away..." Zhen Xin reaches a hand and rubs his face tenderly. "And my skills are too poor. You don't care about me throwing myself into your arms at all."
Liang Ren snorts coldly. "Honey in one's mouth, dagger in one's heart."
Zhen Xin manuevers his position, licks his lips that are still stained with the sweetness of tremella syrup, and leans forward to bite Liang Ren's ears.
"What do you want me to do?" Liang Ren drops his arms and doesn't shake off the puppy's paw on his sleeve. He asks angrily, "Take you home so I can keep being your sucker?"
Zhen Xin stands on tiptoes and kisses Liang Ren on the corner of his mouth.
"My husband is not a sucker, but a perfect match."
He really is a master of shamelessness and persistence.
Xin Xin: (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
50
"Teacher Zhen, it's really hard to meet with you," Feng Fan says, sitting at his desk with a cold face while stirring coffee.
"Sorry, sorry."
Zhen Xin puts his hands together and makes a slight bow. He has been so busy pursuing Liang Ren every day after work, leaving little time for socializing. Every time Feng Fan seeks him out, he'd only turn him down. This time, Liang Ren is engaged in some business, so he takes the opportunity to talk with Feng Fan. After all, Dr. Feng's aloofness is really adorable, and Zhen Xin can't bear not to keep in touch anymore.
Liang Ren laughs.
Zhen Xin's sincerity was never with him.
——————
Zhen Xin rubs his arms, feeling a little too impulsive. Unable to settle his buzzing mind due to Feng Fan's words, he rashly runs here to find Liang Ren.
Shivering slightly, Zhen Xin looks at the house in front of him.
This is the new house they prepared for their wedding back then, but they never got to move in.
He has broken up with Liang Ren a long time ago, and Liang Ren has other properties. There's no reason why he would want to live in this place, yet he doesn't know why he still wants to come here and wait.
Zhen Xin sniffs, rubbing her arms that has been chilled by the wind.
This house should have been their home.
52
Liang Ren sees a dark squatting figure near the doorplate at the gate of the courtyard. A little tipsy, his composure is a little less stable than usual. As soon as he takes a step forward, he stretches out his hand to catch the person.
The man starts at his stern reprimand, but he doesn't run away, just let himself be grabbed like a lump of dough.
Zhen Xin calms down when he realizes that it's only Liang Ren.
"Husband, you're back." Zhen Xin's arm tightly held by Liang Ren hurts, but he just endures it with a smile. "I'm so happy. I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for you today."
Snapping back to his senses, Liang Ren loosens his grasp. He pressed his palms against Zhen Xin's cool arms, and subconsciously says, "Your arms are cold. Aren't you cold standing in the wind?"
Zhen Xin's teary eyes curve. He stuffs himself into Liang Ren's arms, his mouth saccharine and coquettish, "I miss you, husband. I..."
He has already prepared a good draft of sweet nothings in his mind, but when he voices out his longing, his control flies to the wind, and he dissolves in a bout of tears.
Liang Ren furrows his brow, cautioning himself not to be taken in by smooth talk, but he finds himself unable to ignore the person's distress and becomes concerned.
Liang Ren exhales helplessly.
But what can he do? Who told him to be a sucker?
He just can't help but ache for him.
IN WHICH TODAY'S PUPPY MEETS THE PARENTS
47
"Hi, Assistant Liu."
Carrying two thermos buckets, Zhen Xin excitedly walks into Liang Ren's company and easily navigates past the front desk to reach the Director's Office.
A few days ago, during a scorching hot day with a heatwave warning, Zhen Xin has been busy running from house to house before rushing back to stand guard outside the building. While fiddling with his mini handheld fan that refused to turn on, the friendly receptionist offered him water and a seat in the lobby. With sunburnt cheeks, Zhen Xin happily drank the boiled water, and sat comfortably for two hours before heading back home as usual.
From the following day, Zhen Xin had been allowed to wait in the lounge of the lobby. With his flattering ways and honeyed mouth, he soon broke into the front desk, gradually making his way upstairs without issue, like leveling up in a game, breaking through the defense line bit by bit.
Although he never gets to see Liang Ren, Zhen Xin is satisfied enough to stew him soup every day. He even bought two thermos buckets so that he could replace the previous day's thermos bucket for a fresh one the next day.
Every time he comes the next day, the thermos would have been cleaned. He never asked if Liang Ren drank it or poured it out. It doesn't matter, he still brought new dishes over every day.
"Mr. Zhen," Assistant Liu bids him welcome. "You can rest in the waiting room."
"I know, I know, don't mind me. I'm sure you are busy. Finish your work so you can go home early," Zhen Xin urges with a smile. He puts down the thermos, and goes to the pantry to make tea for himself.
"What's up with that beauty who comes to see Mr. Liang every day?"
Zhen Xin swears that he only wants to get some hot water, not intending to listen to gossips, but he ends up overhearing gossip about himself.
"Who knows. He comes here every day, but Mr. Liang neither sees him nor chases him away. He just gives him the cold shoulder. Quite pitiful, if you look at it."
"What cold shoulder? Even though Mr. Liang doesn't want to see him, he's taking care of him. I saw Assistant Liu received him in person last time. Assistant Liu is Mr. Liang's right-hand man. Seeing Assistant Liu is like meeting Mr. Liang himself."
Zhen Xin pauses. In a flash, his eyes curve with a smile as he retreats.
——————
Liang Ren finishes today's work at 8:20 PM. Due to their company's ongoing mid-year summary, he has been extremely busy. Finishing work at this time is considered early.
He rises to his feet and stretches himself a bit. His eyes drop on the thermos bucket lying aside.
His assistant brought it to him earlier. He walks over and unscrews the lid. Inside, the tremella and red dates are stewed soft and chewy. It's quite obvious that a certain puppy wants to please him.
Liang Ren frowns, then closes the lid.
——————
Liang Ren now lives in a condominium so close to the company that he doesn't even need to drive. It's almost nine o'clock when he finishes sorting the files and is ready to go home. When he opens the office door, he finds that the lights in the reception area are still on.
Betas have never been able to match the strength of alphas. Zhen Xin can only achieved much by launching a sneak attack. Now that Liang Ren has come to his senses, he has no strength to fight back and can only be pushed away.
Zhen Xin partly closes his eyes, not wanting to see Liang Ren's angry face.
He knows that he's in the wrong. Liang Ren will surely scold him now, but he just can't bear to hear Liang Ren say something bad about him. Even a glare from him makes him feel incredibly wronged.
Zhen Xin wants to plug his own ears, but also can't bear to release Liang Ren whom he has managed to hold onto. He can only listen to Liang Ren's admonishment.
"You can really go out your way for a rich man. Do you always pounce on them like this?"
Regretful and happy, Zhen Xin's eyelashes flutter lightly. He is sitting astride Liang Ren's lap, and the latter doesn't push him away.
"I do no such thing. You're the only one, and you threw me away..." Zhen Xin reaches a hand and rubs his face tenderly. "And my skills are too poor. You don't care about me throwing myself into your arms at all."
Liang Ren snorts coldly. "Honey in one's mouth, dagger in one's heart."
Zhen Xin manuevers his position, licks his lips that are still stained with the sweetness of tremella syrup, and leans forward to bite Liang Ren's ears.
"What do you want me to do?" Liang Ren drops his arms and doesn't shake off the puppy's paw on his sleeve. He asks angrily, "Take you home so I can keep being your sucker?"
Zhen Xin stands on tiptoes and kisses Liang Ren on the corner of his mouth.
"My husband is not a sucker, but a perfect match."
He really is a master of shamelessness and persistence.
Xin Xin: (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
50
"Teacher Zhen, it's really hard to meet with you," Feng Fan says, sitting at his desk with a cold face while stirring coffee.
"Sorry, sorry."
Zhen Xin puts his hands together and makes a slight bow. He has been so busy pursuing Liang Ren every day after work, leaving little time for socializing. Every time Feng Fan seeks him out, he'd only turn him down. This time, Liang Ren is engaged in some business, so he takes the opportunity to talk with Feng Fan. After all, Dr. Feng's aloofness is really adorable, and Zhen Xin can't bear not to keep in touch anymore.
Liang Ren laughs.
Zhen Xin's sincerity was never with him.
——————
Zhen Xin rubs his arms, feeling a little too impulsive. Unable to settle his buzzing mind due to Feng Fan's words, he rashly runs here to find Liang Ren.
Shivering slightly, Zhen Xin looks at the house in front of him.
This is the new house they prepared for their wedding back then, but they never got to move in.
He has broken up with Liang Ren a long time ago, and Liang Ren has other properties. There's no reason why he would want to live in this place, yet he doesn't know why he still wants to come here and wait.
Zhen Xin sniffs, rubbing her arms that has been chilled by the wind.
This house should have been their home.
52
Liang Ren sees a dark squatting figure near the doorplate at the gate of the courtyard. A little tipsy, his composure is a little less stable than usual. As soon as he takes a step forward, he stretches out his hand to catch the person.
The man starts at his stern reprimand, but he doesn't run away, just let himself be grabbed like a lump of dough.
Zhen Xin calms down when he realizes that it's only Liang Ren.
"Husband, you're back." Zhen Xin's arm tightly held by Liang Ren hurts, but he just endures it with a smile. "I'm so happy. I thought I wouldn't be able to wait for you today."
Snapping back to his senses, Liang Ren loosens his grasp. He pressed his palms against Zhen Xin's cool arms, and subconsciously says, "Your arms are cold. Aren't you cold standing in the wind?"
Zhen Xin's teary eyes curve. He stuffs himself into Liang Ren's arms, his mouth saccharine and coquettish, "I miss you, husband. I..."
He has already prepared a good draft of sweet nothings in his mind, but when he voices out his longing, his control flies to the wind, and he dissolves in a bout of tears.
Liang Ren furrows his brow, cautioning himself not to be taken in by smooth talk, but he finds himself unable to ignore the person's distress and becomes concerned.
Liang Ren exhales helplessly.
But what can he do? Who told him to be a sucker?
He just can't help but ache for him.
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