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    One Hundred and Third Chapter: I’m Going to Chase Him

    One Hundred and Third Chapter: I’m Going to Chase Him

    Lin Jianhe’s fingers tapped on the steering wheel, his eyes fixed on the entrance of the office building.

    In the night, that familiar figure finally appeared—Yu Fengran walked out carrying a briefcase, his suit jacket draped over his arm, and his tie loosely hanging around his neck.

    Lin Jianhe pushed open the car door and strode over.

    “Fengran.”

    Yu Fengran suddenly looked up, seeing Lin Jianhe standing under the street lamp, his shirt collar wide open, and familiar desire burning in his eyes.

    He subconsciously took a half step back: “What are you doing here?”

    “Picking you up.”

    Lin Jianhe took a step forward, reaching out to take his briefcase, “Let’s go home.”

    Yu Fengran dodged him: “No need, I drove myself.”

    Lin Jianhe’s eyes darkened, suppressing his anger: “Don’t be like this, it’s been five days.”

    “Like this?”

    Yu Fengran chuckled, “Lin Jianhe, you were the one who slammed the door and left.”

    “I was wrong, okay?”

    Lin Jianhe softened his voice, reaching out to put his arm around his waist, “I’ll apologize properly when we get home.”

    Yu Fengran avoided his touch: “Apologize? Then first tell me, what were you investigating about Zhuo Huaimo behind my back? And what’s that money all about?”

    Lin Jianhe’s expression instantly turned cold: “You snooped through my phone?”

    “Answer my question!”

    Yu Fengran raised his voice a little, “What exactly are you hiding from me?”

    “Are you still hung up on Zhuo Huaimo?”

    Lin Jianhe suddenly became furious, grabbing his wrist, “So you care so much about me investigating him?”

    Yu Fengran looked at him in disbelief: “Are you crazy? Zhuo Huaimo and I are just friends!”

    “Friends?”

    Lin Jianhe sneered, “Then why is he so concerned about you? Why—”

    “Enough!”

    Yu Fengran forcefully Throw awayhis hand, “Don’t lose your mind in front of the company! Let’s talk when you’ve calmed down!”

    He turned to leave, but Lin Jianhe grabbed him and dragged him roughly towards the car.

    “Let go!” Yu Fengran struggled, dropping his briefcase on the ground.

    Lin Jianhe ignored him, opened the back door, and tried to shove him inside. Yu Fengran braced himself against the car door:

    “Lin Jianhe! What the hell are you trying to do!”

    “What do I want to do? Of course, I want to fuck you.”

    Lin Jianhe said bluntly, his knee forcefully pushing between his legs, “It’s been five days since I touched you…”

    Yu Fengran’s breathing hitched.

    Lin Jianhe knew his body too well; just a touch made him go weak all over.

    “We’re still fighting… Don’t do this every time!” Yu Fengran protested futilely.

    Lin Jianhe chuckled, his fingers expertly unbuckling his belt: “Then we’ll argue while we do it…”

    “Get off!” Yu Fengran raised his hand to hit him, but Lin Jianhe grabbed his wrist and pinned it to the car seat.

    “Don’t be like this…”

    Lin Jianhe lowered his head to kiss him, “Let me love you properly…”

    Just as his lips were about to touch Yu Fengran’s, the back door was yanked open.

    A strong hand grabbed Lin Jianhe by the back of the collar and pulled him out.

    “Bang!”

    A heavy punch landed squarely on Lin Jianhe’s face, staggering him back several steps.

    “You motherfucker—”

    Lin Jianhe looked up, seeing the flowery arm man standing in front of him, his tattooed arms particularly striking under the street lamp.

    “Bullying someone?”

    The flowery arm man sneered, throwing another punch, “I hate scum like you the most!”

    Lin Jianhe couldn’t dodge in time, and blood immediately appeared at the corner of his mouth.

    He wiped his face and pounced, roaring, “It’s none of your business!”

    The two men grappled, the dull thuds of fists hitting flesh particularly clear in the night.

    Although the flowery arm man was burly, Lin Jianhe was no pushover, and the two were evenly matched for a while.

    “Stop it!”

    Yu Fengran rushed out of the car, forcefully pulling the two apart, “Fighting in front of the company, if you don’t think it’s embarrassing, I do!”

    Lin Jianhe gasped for breath, pointing at the flowery arm man: “Why is he here? Did you arrange this?”

    “I was passing by!”

    The flowery arm man pulled Yu Fengran behind him, “Unlike some people, who came specifically to force someone!”

    “Passing by?”

    Lin Jianhe sneered, “So coincidental, so late at night?”

    He turned to Yu Fengran, his eyes sinister: “You’ve been ignoring me these past few days because of this brute?”

    Yu Fengran was trembling with anger: “Lin Jianhe, you’re simply unreasonable!”

    “I’m unreasonable?”

    Lin Jianhe pointed at the flowery arm man, “Then what about him? He took you home when you were drunk, and he’s ‘passing by’ to pick you up from work in the middle of the night?”

    The flowery arm man suddenly stepped forward, standing in front of Yu Fengran:

    “Yes, I like him, I want to chase him, so what?”

    The air instantly froze.

    Yu Fengran’s eyes widened: “Liu Jinchen, you—”

    “I’m serious.”

    Liu Jinchen turned to look at him, his eyes more determined than ever before, “Ever since you were drunk that day, I’ve had my eye on you.”

    Lin Jianhe’s expression twisted for a moment, then he burst into a piercing laugh:

    “Okay, Yu Fengran, you’re really something!”

    He pointed at Liu Jinchen, his voice hoarse: “You actually like this kind of trash? A brute with connections to the underworld?”

    Liu Jinchen’s fists clenched, but unexpectedly, he smiled: “Still stronger than a scum like you, who leaves his drunk partner at home and goes out to find male prostitutes!”

    Lin Jianhe’s face instantly turned pale.

    Yu Fengran stood there, his heart pounding.

    He went to find male prostitutes that day when I was drunk?

    Lin Jianhe’s mind went blank, “Fengran, listen to me, it’s not like that, he’s framing me!”

    He tried to argue, trying to reach out to touch Yu Fengran, but Liu Jinchen blocked him,

    “Forgot to tell you, the club you went to that day is mine! I even have surveillance footage, do you want to see it?”

    “Let’s go.”

    Liu Jinchen said softly, putting his arm around Yu Fengran’s shoulders, “I’ll take you home.”

    Lin Jianhe stood there, watching the two figures leave, and punched the car roof.

    “Damn it!”

    The sound of metal vibrating echoed in the night, like his shattered self-esteem at that moment.

    Qi Yanwang came out of the bathroom drying his hair, droplets of water sliding down his abs and into the edge of the bath towel.

    Zhuo Huaimo was lying on the bed, holding his phone and laughing so hard his shoulders were shaking.

    “What are you looking at that’s so funny?”

    Qi Yanwang leaned over, his wet head nuzzling into Zhuo Huaimo’s neck.

    “Quick, look!”

    Zhuo Huaimo turned the phone screen towards him, “The company group is exploding!”

    The screen was playing a video—under a street lamp, Liu Jinchen was standing in front of Yu Fengran, his tattooed arms particularly eye-catching in the night:

    “Yes, I like him, I want to chase him, so what?”

    “Holy shit!”

    Qi Yanwang snatched the phone, “When did this happen?”

    “Just now!”

    Zhuo Huaimo laughed so hard he thumped the bed, “The company intern was hiding behind the flower bed to film it, originally wanted to send it to her My best friend group, but accidentally sent it to the company group.”

    In the video, Lin Jianhe’s face was livid: “You actually like this kind of trash? A brute with connections to the underworld?”

    Liu Jinchen’s response came through clearly: “Still stronger than a scum like you, who leaves his drunk partner at home and goes out to find male prostitutes!”

    Qi Yanwang’s eyes widened: “Old Liu is awesome! Usually so quiet, but so tough at a critical moment?”

    He scrolled down the chat history, the group messages had already hit 99+:

    [Xiao Wang from the Finance Department]: Holy shit holy shit holy shit! What did I just see!

    [Xiao Li from the Planning Department]: This flowery arm man is too handsome! Boyfriend material max!

    [Intern Xiao Zhang]: I’m sorry everyone, I sent it to the wrong group [crying][crying]

    Zhuo Huaimo snatched back the phone: “I vouched for her, saying this video has news value.”

    Qi Yanwang raised an eyebrow: “What about Old Yu?”

    “Playing dead.”

    Zhuo Huaimo poked at the screen, “@ him eight hundred times, but he won’t show his face.”

    Qi Yanwang suddenly thought of something, smiling mischievously as he pulled out his own phone: “I have a better idea…”

    ——

    Meanwhile, at a barbecue stall in the east of the city.

    Liu Jinchen huddled on a plastic stool, his tall frame shrinking into that of a quail.

    He stole a glance at Yu Fengran across from him, then quickly lowered his head, unconsciously picking at the edge of the table.

    “Um…”

    His voice was as quiet as a mosquito, “Do you want to add some chili?”

    Yu Fengran didn’t speak, slowly turning over the skewers.

    Oil dripped onto the charcoal, making a crackling sound.

    Liu Jinchen’s ears were burning.

    The imposing manner of making bold statements in front of the company had completely vanished, and now he looked like a guilty schoolboy.

    “I… I just couldn’t stand him treating you like that…”

    He stuttered as he explained, “I didn’t mean to embarrass you…”

    Yu Fengran finally looked up, his eyes behind his glasses unreadable: “You said just now… you like me?”

    “Clang!” Liu Jinchen clumsily knocked over the beer bottle, not even bothering to wipe the cold liquid soaking his hand.

    “I… I…”

    He stuttered even more, the blue dragon tattoo on his arm trembling with his muscles,

    “It’s just… that…”

    Yu Fengran suddenly reached out, pressing a tissue on his wet hand.

    Liu Jinchen stiffened, his breathing stopping.

    His phone suddenly vibrated madly, a series of message notifications exploding.

    Yu Fengran frowned and tapped it open, finding that Qi Yanwang was sending red envelopes like crazy in their four-person group:

    [Qi Yanwang]: [Red Envelope] Congrats to Old Liu for confessing successfully!

    [Qi Yanwang]: [Red Envelope] Wishing you 99!

    [Qi Yanwang]: [Red Envelope] May you have a child soon!

    Below was a video from the company group.

    Yu Fengran’s face instantly turned red, and he almost dropped his phone into the grill.

    “What’s wrong?” Liu Jinchen asked nervously.

    Yu Fengran pushed the phone over.

    The video was playing Liu Jinchen’s line “I’m going to officially chase him,” the sound so loud that the next table could hear it.

    Liu Jinchen’s face turned white in an instant: “This… this…”

    “Company group?”

    Yu Fengran covered his forehead, “The whole company saw it?”

    Liu Jinchen was frantic, wringing his hands: “I’ll find someone to delete it! I know someone in the technology department—”

    “No need.”

    Yu Fengran sighed, “Zhuo Huaimo must have already taken care of it.”

    Silence spread between the two. The charcoal gradually faded, and the skewers were half cold.

    “That…”

    Liu Jinchen mustered his courage, “What I said just now… I meant it.”

    Yu Fengran’s fingers tightened on the bamboo skewer.

    “I know I’m not good enough for you.”

    Liu Jinchen lowered his head, his voice muffled, “I’m uneducated, have a bad temper, and have even been to jail…”

    Yu Fengran looked up in surprise: “You’ve been to jail?”

    “When I was nineteen, I helped a brother in a fight.”

    Liu Jinchen smiled bitterly, the scars on his flowery arm particularly noticeable in the light, “But I’m really trying to change…”

    His phone suddenly lit up, and Qi Yanwang sent another message:

    [Qi Yanwang]: Old Liu, add oil! Our little Yu likes the wild ones!

    Yu Fengran caught a glimpse of the message and almost choked on his beer.

    Liu Jinchen hurriedly locked his screen, the tips of his ears red enough to drip blood: “Don’t mind him…”

    Yu Fengran suddenly smiled, his eyes behind his glasses curving into crescents: “You weren’t so timid when you were hitting Lin Jianhe.”

    Liu Jinchen was stunned.

    This was the first time he had seen Yu Fengran smile at him.

    “I… I…” he stammered even more, suddenly grabbing the beer bottle and chugging it down, choking on it in the process.

    Yu Fengran handed him a tissue, his fingertips brushing against the back of his hand.

    Liu Jinchen recoiled as if electrocuted, but reluctant to give up the touch, he cautiously put his hand back in place.

    “Liu Jinchen!” Yu Fengran suddenly called him by his full name.

    “Yes!” Liu Jinchen instinctively straightened his back.

    “My feelings are a mess right now, and even if I just ended things, agreeing to be with you immediately would be irresponsible to you!”

    “It’s okay, I can wait! I, I can give you time, you can observe me, test me, anytime!”

    Yu Fengran looked at his cautious but bright eyes, lowered his head and smiled,

    “Eat something!”

    Across the street, a pair of sinister eyes in a black Porsche were fixed on them!

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