TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 99
by VolareChapter 98: Yu Fengran’s Birthday Party!
Chapter 98: Yu Fengran’s Birthday Party!
Zhuo Huaimo had his cast removed yesterday and returned to the company for filming today.
It’s not that he’s particularly dedicated; he just couldn’t bear the thought of paying the breach of contract fee!
In the studio, the flashlights flickered incessantly as he slightly turned his body, revealing his beautifully contoured jawline.
“Perfect!”
The photographer gave an OK gesture, “Director Zhuo, your condition is better than that of a professional model.”
Zhuo Huaimo smiled, taking the water his assistant handed him: “You flatter me.”
“It’s true,”
The stylist came over to adjust his collar, “With your aura, you look good in anything.”
During a break, Yu Fengran pushed open the door and entered, holding a stack of documents.
“Director Zhuo,”
He handed over a pen in a businesslike manner, “This endorsement contract needs your review.”
Zhuo Huaimo took the documents, quickly skimming through them: “So urgent?”
“The brand wants to officially announce it before ‘Dawn’ is released.”
Yu Fengran pushed up his glasses, lowering his voice, “Actually… I came to escape the peace and quiet.”
Zhuo Huaimo raised an eyebrow: “What’s wrong?”
“Jian He insists on throwing me a birthday party,”
Yu Fengran rarely showed a troubled expression, “I told him it’s not necessary, but he insisted…”
“Isn’t that a good thing?”
Zhuo Huaimo finished signing, returning the documents to him, teasing, “Old Yu, I think you’re showing off!”
Yu Fengran’s ears turned slightly red as he changed the subject: “You and Qi Yanwang… have you been doing well recently?”
“So-so,”
Zhuo Huaimo chuckled, “Clingy as hell all day long.”
“Actually…”
Yu Fengran hesitated, “I didn’t think much of that kid at first.”
Zhuo Huaimo looked at him in surprise.
“Thought he was just a spoiled playboy,”
Yu Fengran continued, “Until those two years you were gone…”
The noise of the studio seemed to fade away.
Zhuo Huaimo listened quietly.
“He took Xingyue public ahead of schedule, and managed to triple the market value despite the pressure from competitors.”
Yu Fengran recalled, “During the most difficult times, he didn’t close his eyes for three days, just to protect the projects you left behind.”
“I really think he treats you well,”
Yu Fengran smiled, “Otherwise… I wouldn’t have spared that kid.”
As he said this, Yu Fengran’s gaze drifted away for a moment.
He remembered the hidden feelings of those years, the accelerated heartbeat every time he saw Zhuo Huaimo, and every single one of Zhuo Huaimo’s work photos that he had silently collected.
But now, none of that mattered anymore.
“Speaking of which,”
Zhuo Huaimo suddenly asked, “How did you and Mr. Lin meet?”
Yu Fengran’s eyes immediately softened: “Last year, during the auditing season, he came to the company to check the accounts.”
The corners of his mouth unconsciously turned upward, “Everyone else was scared away by my strictness, only him…”
“Only him what?”
“Only he dared to challenge me,”
Yu Fengran chuckled, “And said that there were loopholes in the reports I made.”
Zhuo Huaimo was thoughtful: “What do his parents do?”
“They seem to be doing business abroad,”
Yu Fengran thought for a moment, “Didn’t ask for specifics. Jian He doesn’t like to mention his family.”
“Do you understand him?”
Zhuo Huaimo couldn’t help but press, “I mean…”
“I know what you’re worried about,”
Yu Fengran interrupted him, “Don’t worry, I’m not a child anymore.”
The look in his eyes towards Zhuo Huaimo was warm and firm: “Just like you chose Qi Yanwang, I also chose Jian He.”
Zhuo Huaimo opened his mouth, but in the end, he just patted him on the shoulder: “As long as you’re happy.”
After the filming ended, Zhuo Huaimo stood in front of the company’s floor-to-ceiling windows, looking at the endless stream of traffic below.
His phone vibrated, a message from Qi Yanwang:
[What time do you finish? I’ll pick you up.]
Just as he was about to reply, he suddenly caught sight of a familiar black car parked across the street.
The window was half-open, and the profile of Lin Jian He could be vaguely seen.
Zhuo Huaimo narrowed his eyes.
Didn’t Lin Jian He say he was going to help Yu Fengran prepare for his birthday party?
Inside the black car, Lin Jian He was speaking softly into the phone.
Suddenly, as if sensing something, he looked up and his eyes met Zhuo Huaimo’s across the distance.
The two stared at each other for a second, Lin Jian He calmly raised his phone and shook it, mouthing “waiting for Fengran.”
Zhuo Huaimo nodded slightly, but a strange feeling arose in his heart.
“Director Zhuo?”
The assistant called him at the door, “Qi Yanwang is here.”
As he went downstairs, Zhuo Huaimo looked back again.
The black car was already gone.
“What are you looking at?” Qi Yanwang took his bag.
“Nothing,”
Zhuo Huaimo fastened his seatbelt, “Yu Fengran’s birthday is next week, what kind of gift should we prepare?”
Qi Yanwang started the car: “Didn’t Lin Jian He already arrange everything?”
“How do you know?”
“Yu Fengran was showing off to me all morning,”
Qi Yanwang curled his lip, “Saying his boyfriend booked an entire Michelin team. As if I couldn’t do the same, baby, when it’s your birthday, I…”
“Enough, you have to compete over everything!”
Zhuo Huaimo interrupted him, thoughtfully, “Is Lin Jian He’s family well-off?”
“Heard it’s not bad,”
Qi Yanwang said casually, “Why are you suddenly so interested in him?”
“I just feel…”
Zhuo Huaimo considered his words, “He looks somewhat familiar, but I can’t remember where I’ve seen him!”
Qi Yanwang raised an eyebrow: “You suspect him?”
“I can’t say,”
Zhuo Huaimo shook his head, “Maybe I’m just overthinking it.”
At the same time, in a villa in the suburbs, Lin Jian He put down the phone and took out a file from the safe.
The title page of the file was clearly printed with the names of Zhuo Huaimo’s parents.
“Soon,”
He said softly, “It’s almost over, you’re the last one!”
Lin Jian He booked a luxury cruise ship for Yu Fengran’s birthday party, inviting almost all the senior executives of Xingyue Media.
The setting sun dyed the sea golden, and laughter echoed from the deck of the luxury cruise ship.
“Next up is the couples’ tacit understanding test!”
The host shouted, holding a microphone, “The prize is a trip for two to the Maldives!”
The employees immediately cheered, pushing Qi Yanwang and Zhuo Huaimo to the front.
Lin Jian He, holding Yu Fengran’s hand, also stood up with a smile.
“First question!”
The host grinned, “What is your partner’s favorite underwear color?”
Zhuo Huaimo’s ears turned red, but Qi Yanwang had already answered, “That black lace one!”
“Qi Yanwang!”
Zhuo Huaimo kicked him in embarrassment, causing the whole audience to burst into laughter.
When it was Yu Fengran’s turn, Lin Jian He answered without thinking, “Dark blue cotton.”
Yu Fengran looked at him in surprise: “How did you know?”
Lin Jian He leaned in and whispered in his ear: “Because I bought it.”
After several rounds, Qi Yanwang and Zhuo Huaimo took the lead with an overwhelming advantage.
The last question was to guess the partner while blindfolded. As soon as Qi Yanwang touched Zhuo Huaimo’s wrist, he shouted his name: “My wife!”
The host exclaimed: “How did President Qi recognize him?”
“Here,”
Qi Yanwang gently caressed the scar on the inside of Zhuo Huaimo’s wrist, “I bit it last night!”
“Qi Yanwang!!!”
“Second question!”
The host grinned and held up a question card, “What is your partner’s most sensitive spot?”
Zhuo Huaimo’s face instantly turned red, but Qi Yanwang had already raised his hand triumphantly: “Three centimeters behind the earlobe!”
“You—”
Zhuo Huaimo grabbed a pillow and threw it over, but Qi Yanwang caught it steadily.
“Baby, this has been scientifically proven.”
Qi Yanwang leaned in and whispered in his ear, “Want me to demonstrate it for everyone now?”
Zhuo Huaimo covered his mouth: “Shut up!”
When it was Yu Fengran’s turn, Lin Jian He elegantly pushed up his glasses: “Carotid artery on the side of the neck.”
Yu Fengran widened his eyes in shock: “How did you even know that?”
“Last time you were drunk,”
Lin Jian He said calmly, “I found out when I was helping you.”
There was an uproar from below the stage.
Yu Fengran hid behind Lin Jian He with a red face, and Lin Jian He pulled him into his arms.
“Third question!”
The host didn’t mind the excitement, “Please use three words to describe your partner’s performance in bed!”
Zhuo Huaimo turned around to leave, but Qi Yanwang grabbed him back: “Passionate, proactive, and quick to beg for mercy.”
“Qi Yanwang!”
Zhuo Huaimo gritted his teeth, “You’re sleeping on the sofa tonight!”
“Don’t be like that, baby,”
Qi Yanwang approached him with a pitiful look, “I haven’t said the most important thing yet—”
“Shut up!”
“—Especially sweet.”
Zhuo Huaimo was stunned, and his ears turned red at a visible speed.
Lin Jian He, on the other hand, was calm and composed: “Gentle, restrained, considerate.”
Yu Fengran looked at him suspiciously: “Are you sure you’re talking about me?”
“Of course,”
Lin Jian He smiled, “I always make the first move.”
Deafening screams erupted from below the stage.
Zhuo Huaimo took the opportunity to kick Qi Yanwang: “Look at him!”
“Fourth question!”
The host wiped away the tears from laughing, “Please pass a cherry from mouth to mouth, the couple with the shortest time wins!”
Qi Yanwang immediately raised his hand: “We abstain from this question!”
“Why?” the host asked in surprise.
“I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself.”
Qi Yanwang said matter-of-factly, “My wife is too tempting.”
Zhuo Huaimo covered his face and squatted down: “Let me die…”
Lin Jian He and Yu Fengran, on the other hand, cooperated tacitly, completing the task in five seconds.
Yu Fengran chewed on the cherry with a red face, muttering softly: “What’s so difficult about this…”
“Last question!” The host said loudly, “Please put on lipstick for your partner while blindfolded, the couple who paints the most neatly wins!”
The staff sent over blindfolds and lipsticks.
As soon as Qi Yanwang put on the blindfold, he couldn’t wait to pounce on Zhuo Huaimo: “Baby, I’m coming!”
“Where are you touching!”
Zhuo Huaimo frantically blocked his hand from reaching his chest, “The lipstick is here!”
Qi Yanwang grabbed his hand and kissed it: “Found it.”
The audience burst into laughter.
Lin Jian He, on the other hand, was as professional as if he were drawing a design drawing, with every stroke precise and in place.
“Time’s up!”
The host announced, “Let’s see the results—”
Qi Yanwang took off the blindfold, looked at the lipstick marks all over Zhuo Huaimo’s face, and nodded in satisfaction: “Perfect.”
Zhuo Huaimo looked into the small mirror and collapsed upon discovering that his lips had been painted into sausages: “Qi! Yan! Wang!”
“How good-looking,”
Qi Yanwang held his face and looked him up and down, “Like they were just kissed swollen.”
Lin Jian He and Yu Fengran’s work was a work of art—the lip lines were distinct, the color was even, and even the lip peaks were outlined meticulously.
“The winner is—” just as the host was about to announce, Qi Yanwang suddenly raised his hand:
“I request an extra round!”
“What kind of competition?” the host asked warily.
“Compare who paints the most creatively!” Qi Yanwang pointed to Zhuo Huaimo’s face, “Look, this is abstract art!”
Zhuo Huaimo couldn’t bear it any longer, picked up the lipstick and drew on Qi Yanwang’s face: “I’ll let you be abstract!”
The two wrestled into a ball, finally rolling to the ground together.
Qi Yanwang took the opportunity to press him down and gave him a deep kiss.
“Foul!”
The host covered his eyes, “Public displays of affection are a foul!”
As the sun set, the award ceremony ended in laughter.
Qi Yanwang hugged Zhuo Huaimo, who was still wiping the lipstick off his face, and announced triumphantly: “Although I didn’t win the competition, I won my wife’s heart!”
“Get out!” Zhuo Huaimo kicked him, “Don’t even think about entering the bedroom tonight!”
As the sun set, the guests dispersed in twos and threes.
Yu Fengran leaned on the railing, staring blankly at the crowd playing in the distance.
“What are you thinking about?” Lin Jian He handed him a glass of champagne.
“Nothing,”
Yu Fengran took a sip of wine, “I just think… they’re a good match.”
Lin Jian He followed his gaze, Qi Yanwang was holding Zhuo Huaimo in his arms and feeding him cake.
“Did you used to like him?” Lin Jian He suddenly asked.
Yu Fengran’s hand shook, and a few drops of champagne spilled.
He was silent for a moment, then nodded frankly: “Yes.”
The sea breeze blew, carrying a salty, damp air.
“But that’s all in the past.”
Yu Fengran turned to face Lin Jian He, “I’m very clear now…”
Before he could finish speaking, Lin Jian He had already kissed him.
The kiss was gentle and firm, with the coolness of the sea breeze and the sweetness of champagne.
“I know.”
Lin Jian He touched his forehead, “I just want to tell you, I accept your past completely.”
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the figures of the two embracing were stretched very long.
No one noticed the complex look in Lin Jian He’s eyes as he looked at Zhuo Huaimo…