MRFD Chapter 12

This answer was unexpected for Rong Yi.

He was extremely surprised and blurted out, “Besides you?”

Liu Yuan’s attitude was subtle: “…Including me.”

Rong Yi was shocked.

“But that was a long time ago,” Liu Yuan said. “That guy is always like that, if he likes the look of someone, he’ll try to hit on them, but if you’re not interested, he’ll back off and won’t force it. And I told him you’re an Omega, so he shouldn’t have any ideas about you, right? …Don’t tell me you’ve taken a fancy to him?”

“I haven’t!” Rong Yi denied vehemently.

“Ah… but now that you mention it, an Omega like you might actually be a good match for him? Logically speaking, he likes your kind of looks, so there’s no reason he has to be with an Alpha,” Liu Yuan suddenly perked up. “Didn’t you just break up recently? Why not jump into a new relationship quickly…”

“Get lost!” Rong Yi shouted, “I’m not a garbage dump!”

After hanging up the phone, Rong Yi was simply indignant.

So, he just hits on people he thinks look good? So, he pursued me because he thought I looked alright?

No wonder he immediately started backing off when I misspoke.

And Chen Ke Yao actually liked the same person I did. Although Rong Yi doesn’t have any feelings for Liu Yuan anymore, he still feels uncomfortable thinking about it.

How big is this idiot Liu Yuan’s heart? Whether it’s an Alpha or an Omega who confessed to him, he can still continue to be bros with them without any reservations, without any lingering feelings?

Rong Yi felt a tightness in his chest for a long time, and then thought of an even worse possibility.

What if Chen Ke Yao asks about his and Liu Yuan’s relationship, wouldn’t this idiot stupidly tell him that I used to chase after him too? What would Chen Ke Yao think then?

Rong Yi was so frightened that he quickly called Liu Yuan again, instructing him not to mention anything about himself in front of Chen Ke Yao. Although Liu Yuan didn’t understand why, he readily agreed.

Then, Liu Yuan asked him a question: “I just heard, you and that Bald Jerk’s nephew have taken a liking to each other?”

Rong Yi finally agreed to Zhou Li’s request to pretend to be his boyfriend.

He originally thought it wouldn’t have much impact on his daily life, but he didn’t expect that Bald Jerk to spread it all over his company so quickly. Fortunately, no one there except Liu Yuan knows Rong Yi’s true gender.

“I can hardly imagine! That Bald Jerk said his nephew is an Omega, did you go down that path too?” Liu Yuan looked very complicated. “I’ve only been confessed to twice in my life, and both times… Is there something wrong with my body?”

Rong Yi thought he actually had something wrong with his brain, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it.

On the way home from work, Zhou Li called him, concerned about his recent situation.

After hastily cutting off the call that day, Rong Yi went back to explain. Zhou Li was worried, but because he lived with his family, he couldn’t take him in, so he had been helping him look for a suitable place to live these past few days.

Hearing that he had found a temporary place to stay, Zhou Li was very happy and asked if he could visit on a day off.

Rong Yi felt that he might be a little paranoid to think that Zhou Li was being unusually enthusiastic towards him. So, he just told him that he would have to ask the landlord if it was convenient and couldn’t agree immediately.

He happened to be passing by a large supermarket when he hung up the phone.

Rong Yi, who had originally planned to just buy something at the convenience store for dinner, hesitated for a moment and then went inside.

When he got home, he was carrying a bag in each hand, full of fresh vegetables and meat he had just bought.

Chen Ke Yao, who happened to be walking out of his room, was taken aback.

“What are you going to do?” he asked.

Rong Yi glanced at him: “Of course, I’m going to cook.”

As he said this, he walked into the kitchen with his head held high under Chen Ke Yao’s gaze, and piled the two bags he had bought on the counter.

Chen Ke Yao followed him into the kitchen.

“Are you really going to use the kitchen?”

“Didn’t you say I could?” Rong Yi looked back at him. “Can’t I?”

Chen Ke Yao hesitated.

Rong Yi had posted a photo on his Moments a few days ago of a kitchen completely burnt, Chen Ke Yao saw it during the day today and replied with a string of ellipses.

Seeing his expression now, it was clear that he still had lingering fears.

He hesitated for a moment under Rong Yi’s dissatisfied gaze, and then asked, “Do you mind if I watch from the side?”

Rong Yi shrugged: “Suit yourself.”

He was doing it on purpose.

Rong Yi didn’t have many hobbies, but he had spent a lot of time and effort learning how to cook, and he enjoyed it very much and was quite confident in his skills. He felt a little uncomfortable after being questioned by Chen Ke Yao yesterday, and wanted to prove himself.

But being watched by him from behind like this made him feel a little nervous.

Rong Yi wanted to show off his skills, so he quickly cut the dried tofu into hair-thin shreds with a kitchen knife, and even turned sideways when plating it so that Chen Ke Yao could see clearly.

“What are you cooking that you have to cut it like that?” Chen Ke Yao asked.

It’s none of your business, I just like to cut it, do I have to report to you?

Rong Yi glanced down at the bowl of tofu shreds and hesitated for a moment: “…Cold dish.”

“Won’t it break if you mix it like that?” Chen Ke Yao asked again.

When did I realize that this person was so annoying? Rong Yi was annoyed and slammed the bowl on the counter: “It won’t break if I mix it.”

As he said this, he picked up the washed celery from the side, put it on the cutting board, and turned around to ask, “Do you still want to watch?”

“…Actually, there’s something I want to talk to you about,” Chen Ke Yao said.

“Then say it?”

“I’m afraid that saying it now will affect your mood,” Chen Ke Yao pointed to the cutting board, “Cut it first.”

Rong Yi picked up the kitchen knife, looked at him, and then turned around and forcefully chopped the celery with a knife.

With a “snap,” the celery was cut in half.

He was a little regretful. If he had known that this guy was really going to watch the whole process, he shouldn’t have bought meat sauce. He should have just bought a piece of pork and minced it in front of him.

After he finished cutting the vegetables, Chen Ke Yao was still leaning against the door frame.

“How long are you going to watch?” Rong Yi asked.

“You’re amazing,” Chen Ke Yao said very sincerely. “Did Liu Yuan ever mention to you that I wanted to find someone to share meals with?”

Caught off guard, Rong Yi’s face suddenly burned a little, and he didn’t know what to do for a moment. He glanced away and turned around.

“…He mentioned it.”

“See, you’re making so much by yourself, you can’t finish it all,” Chen Ke Yao continued. “Why don’t I pay for the ingredients and you cook, and we can eat together in the future?”

“…I’ll think about it,” Rong Yi said with his back to him. “What did you want to talk to me about just now?”

Chen Ke Yao cleared his throat for some reason.

“There have been several burglaries in our neighborhood recently,” he said.

“…Oh,” Rong Yi lowered his head and mixed the vegetables. “So?”

“I feel a little unsafe, so I went and bought two cameras and installed them in the house.”

Rong Yi turned his head back: “Ah?”

“Don’t worry, there aren’t any in your room, and there aren’t any in the bathroom either,” Chen Ke Yao said, taking a step back, leaving the kitchen, and pointing to the corner of the ceiling in the living room. “One is at the door, and one is there.”

Rong Yi was stunned.

“I’ll turn them on at night,” Chen Ke Yao said. “Sorry, I forgot to tell you before.”

“…”

“You’ll be filmed when you enter and exit the living room at night, so pay attention to it yourself.”

Rong Yi almost died on the spot.

In other words, he secretly opened the door to observe in the middle of the night yesterday, and he was eavesdropping at the door this morning, all of which was seen by Chen Ke Yao.

No wonder this guy said he had to wait for him to finish cutting the vegetables before he could say it!

Seeing that the tips of Rong Yi’s ears were about to start burning, Chen Ke Yao cleared his throat again: “I saw that you bought so much… Is there any for me tonight? If there is, I won’t order takeout and wait outside?”

“…Get out of here,” Rong Yi said, lowering his head, weakly.

Cold tofu shreds really don’t need to be cut too thin.

But Chen Ke Yao didn’t question the slightly subtle cold dish again. He probably had really had enough of takeout and wanted to find someone to share meals with, so he praised the table full of dishes.

Rong Yi was calm on the surface, but inevitably smug in his heart.

Halfway through the meal, he received a message from Zhou Li, asking him if he had mentioned it to the landlord, and if he could come over this weekend.

Although Rong Yi was still a little worried about his enthusiasm, he still asked casually.

“Can I bring a friend back?”

Chen Ke Yao, who was chewing on ribs, was stunned. He swallowed the food in his mouth and took a sip of soup before frowning and asking, “Overnight?”

Of course not.

But looking at his expression, Rong Yi didn’t know why, but he blurted out, “…Maybe.”

Chen Ke Yao thought for a while: “It’s best not to.”

Seeing that Rong Yi didn’t reply, he looked up at him again, and then lowered his head to think for a while.

“Otherwise, try not to affect me, okay?”

Rong Yi was indignant again.

He felt that his mentality might really be starting to twist. He shouldn’t have any illusions about Chen Ke Yao anymore, but no matter what he said or did, it would make him feel uncomfortable.

Chen Ke Yao said it was best not to bring anyone back to stay overnight, and he felt uncomfortable. Chen Ke Yao changed his mind and said it was fine to bring someone back as long as he didn’t affect him, and he felt even more uncomfortable.

Maybe it was Chen Ke Yao himself who made him feel uncomfortable.

On Rong Yi’s second night sleeping in this bed, he tossed and turned even more than the day before.

Because of the camera in the living room, he couldn’t secretly open the door to check on the situation in the opposite room.

In the dead of night, wrapped in his quilt, he thought of Chen Ke Yao watching the surveillance footage and discovering that he had tiptoed to his door early in the morning and was eavesdropping on it, and he felt more and more ashamed and humiliated, unable to face anyone, and wanting to self-destruct on the spot.

Rong Yi tossed and turned in bed like a pancake, and finally fell asleep, only to wake up many times because his thoughts were too complicated.

He didn’t know how long this went on. Between sleep and wakefulness, he suddenly realized that there seemed to be someone in the room.

He was still muddled when he first heard the noise, and only vaguely felt that his door seemed to have been opened and closed again. As his thoughts gradually cleared, he opened his eyes slightly and saw a figure in the dim moonlight coming in through the window.

The person was standing by the bed, leaning forward slightly, his gaze clearly on Rong Yi.

Rong Yi suddenly perked up.

Who else could it be in this house but him?

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Rong Yi, wielding a kitchen knife in the kitchen like a tiger: Why doesn’t a standard virtuous and good mother Omega like me get appreciated?