What are they doing...
Brother Tingshen with a boy?!
How is that possible?
Impossible, that’s absolutely impossible!!
All these years abroad, she had been closely following Brother Tingshen’s activities, noting every woman around him... and overlooked the n.
But how could he?
Jian Sing looked at the scene on the basketball court, utterly incredulous and in extre pain, her fingers tightly clenched, eyes trembling.
The man was deeply embracing the youth in his arms, kissing so attentively, so passionately, so obsessively, that even though they were nearly a hundred ters apart, she seed to feel the stirring and confused emotions emanating from his handso form.
Brother Tingshen, whom she had deeply loved since childhood, whose every move drove her mad, whom she dread of having just one glance from, noble and cold to the point of ignoring everyone, was now, like any man in love, passionate and adoring the person in his embrace.
"No..."
Jian Sing shook her head, feeling as if a knife had been cruelly plunged into her heart, her body shivering.
The love pursuit plan she had ticulously prepared for so long hadn’t even started, and was it about to end already? Then what was all her waiting, her devotion over the years, the dreams she gave up for him, the years she spent away from ho studying hard, worth?
A fruitless endeavor?
No, she would not allow it, absolutely not.
Jian Sing took out her phone, trembling as she opened the cara, focusing on the couple being intimate under the basketball hoop, her shaking fingers slowly zooming in.
The details captured by the lens made her bite her lip hard, almost drawing blood.
She had known him since they were little, tried all she could but never got the chance to say a word to him, or even shake his hand, she thought he was cold and indifferent by nature, the sa with everyone, but today, with soone else, he was so entwined, so close, allowing him to sit on his shoulders, fiercely and warmly demanding him...
It turns out he wasn’t inherently aloof, it was just that the warmth he reserved wasn’t for her.
A kiss ended, and the boy, drained of air, leaned flushed against the man’s broad shoulders, long lashes drooping, breathing softly.
It was then that Jian Sing clearly saw his face, slightly stunned.
...It was him?
The "Rainbow Little Prince" who had recently risen to fa at the Paris Lankong Fashion Show and beco popular abroad.
Last ti Brother Tingshen invited her to a restaurant, he suddenly left and walked upstairs; afterward, when she went up, she discovered it was a photo studio, and the stand-up poster inside was of him.
It was incomprehensible at the ti, but now she finally understood...
So, because of her, Brother Tingshen had canceled their date, even pushed her resu submitted to Star Entertainnt to another company.
He wouldn’t let her join Star Entertainnt, wouldn’t let her into the Bo Family, wouldn’t even let her approach him.
All because of him...
In the lens, the man greedily pulled the boy into another embrace and kiss, as if trying to devour him, while Jian Sing watched the softened boy in the image with burning jealousy in her eyes, the flas towering as if about to consu her.
All because of him; if it weren’t for his interference, the one being so fiercely loved in Brother Tingshen’s arms right now should be her.
After an entire afternoon of basketball, already drenched in sweat and exhausted, after being endlessly demanded by a certain Werewolf, Ye Xian finally ran out of strength and ’fainted.’
Bo Tingshen carried her into the villa, before entering the bathroom, his long eyes lowered slightly as he looked at the fainted yet subtly attentive little woman in his arms.
With her adorable face flushed, breaths coming in little puffs, lips plumped pink, and skin like snow-white jade, she was simply an enticing little fairy.
Really felt like tornting her bit by bit.
"Baby."
"Baby?"
He called tentatively twice, but the little woman in his arms remained motionless as if playing dead, completely unresponsive.
"Since you’re too exhausted, shall I help you bathe?"
"Bang—"
Ye Xian flipped out of his arms like a carp, dove into the bathroom at lightning speed, and locked the door tight.
Her movents were more agile than a resurrected corpse.
"Hah! Old pervert! Slly werewolf!"
"Go wash your golden-yellow brain!"
The little woman cursed wildly from behind the door, while the man laughed, supporting himself on the glass door, watching her silhouette without blinking, "Your acting is getting better and better."
"And it’s all because you forced !" Ye Xian looked at his leisurely figure, "..." He doesn’t have the key to the bathroom, does he? If he did, halfway through the shower, wouldn’t that be...
The little woman shivered.
As Bo Tingshen turned away, he saw a petite lively figure straining to move a storage cabinet behind the door, "..."
Little thing, she’s that afraid of him?
If he didn’t give her a lasting impression the first ti, wouldn’t that be unfair to her careful defenses?
"Hmm~ comfy!"
After a fragrant sweet, warm bubbly bath that washed away her fatigue, Ye Xian ca out of the bathroom blissfully, not seeing the werewolf lying in wait, but hearing the water running in the next room.
Tch, a big guy like him bathing slower than her, who knows what good things he’s up to in there.
So energetic day after day, maybe he’s hopped up on stimulants, lacking the calm and composure of a twenty-seven-year-old!
Better to go play with Aunt Wen, that’s safer!
She blew her hair dry, just about to go downstairs, when she heard Wen Yan and Bo Junfeng’s voices coming from the flower room.
"Ah Yan, why so silly, crying and all? Did seeing Tingshen finally bring a girl ho, and it’s your favorite child, make you too emotional?"
Wen Yan nodded, then shook her head, her voice sowhat muffled, "I didn’t cry, it’s just a bit... lancholic."
"lancholic?"
"Yes, I don’t actually know what’s wrong with , it’s like I realized after the fact, couldn’t help but feel a little lancholic, Xianxian suddenly becoming a girl, still being my future daughter-in-law, of course I’m happy, so happy it feels like an illusion.
But thinking about it, soday she’ll reveal her identity, and that most dazzling C-position youth from FOR... it feels like he’ll disappear, and my heart, for so reason, feels a little sad."
"I guess over this past year, I’ve really grown fond of her, collecting her rchandise, attending her concerts, supporting her with banners, voting offline... In my heart, Xianxian is more than just an idol, she’s like my little son, my little sun, always warm and brightening wherever she goes, always bringing joy to others, making people like her automatically..."
Bo Junfeng listened, feeling a bit jealous and a bit distressed, "You’re just too emotionally rich, and combined with Tingshen’s cold personality, he hasn’t brought you much of the satisfaction of being a mother, so you’ve placed all your emotions on Ye Xian. But even if Ye Xian reveals her identity, it’s only a change of appearance, she’s still her, and with her son by her side, she’ll only shine brighter and be more endearing than before."
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