PMWAIAAPM Chapter 28

Chapter 28

Ding Dong——

The elevator slowly came up again. Tan Zhiyu hurriedly tidied his hair, closing the door just enough to leave a small crack, retreating back into the room like a turtle back in its shell.

He had woken up early, and after thinking it over last night, he felt like he had lost out. He was very clear about the difference between himself and Xing Yang. A man experienced in the business world has seen all kinds of men, while he, aside from having a stunningly beautiful face, didn’t seem to have much else to offer. Was just a pretty face not enough?

No, he firmly believed a pretty face was absolutely enough!

So, he spent a restless night wanting to catch a whiff of the woody fragrance while surfing through {Attracting the Opposite Sex forums}, and he learned some useful things. By six o’clock, he had dug out a white shirt he hadn’t worn in a thousand years from the bottom of his closet, pairing it with simple denim pants that made his legs look long.

Originally, Tan Zhiyu’s long hair was draped over his shoulders, and he casually tied up half of it, allowing only the bits near his temples to fall down. At seven-thirty, he sent a message to his assistant, notifying them that they didn’t need to come pick him up for the film set this morning. He even squeezed his gland, stimulating a light rose scent that faintly brushed against the white shirt.

When Xing Yang was ready to leave the house soon, he would come to him for a good morning kiss. Tan Zhiyu decided to disguise himself as a dedicated employee who had to go to the film set to work today because he had not been comforted by an omega last night and was feeling hot because of it.

He thought things through well.

When Xing Yang knocked on the door, he would open it with his whole body smelling of roses and a slightly flushed face, ultimately pretending to be a pathetic alpha going through his sensitivity period a bit early.

He knew that when Xing Yang realized he felt uncomfortable because of him, he would definitely feel guilty. His eyes would show concern, and he wouldn’t want to go to work. In the end, to make it up to him, he would want to have a good, solid time with him at home!!!

Notice!!

In Tan Zhiyu’s fantasies, it was going to be plenty!!

He would definitely win over Xing Yang with his pure and innocent appearance, hehe.

Of course, that was all under the condition that Xing Yang wasn’t rushing out of the house early in the morning.

Tan Zhiyu’s mood felt like his tongue had been frozen, the pain making him feel chilly. But at this moment, the elevator had come up again, and his chill turned back into pink little bubbles, hiding back in his shell waiting for the emperor to call his name, teehee.

The elevator finally opened.

Tan Zhiyu stared intently at the peephole, his heart racing rapidly. He knew Xing Yang must be thoughtful enough to have bought him breakfast or perhaps felt bad for forgetting to give him a good morning kiss and was coming back to apologize.

As long as he was sincere, he would forgive him this time.

Behind the door, Tan Zhiyu was wagging his tail like crazy. A proud little cat wouldn’t just roll over when its owner came home; it had to wait until the owner squatted down first.

Then, a cleaning lady pushed a cart out from the elevator, single-handedly lifting a bucket of water and placing it at the corridor’s entrance, starting her work with a mop.

The elevator closed again.

Tan Zhiyu: “?”

Where was his big husband??

Where was his big Xing Yang!!

This residential area had two households per elevator, and one had to swipe a card to get upstairs. Other unrelated personnel were not allowed to enter the main floors—this was a hard rule! But how did this cleaning lady get in here??

“Oh my, you scared me!” When the door opened, the cleaning lady jumped and quickly clutched her chest, taking a few deep breaths. “How come there’s still someone here?”

“Where is he?” Tan Zhiyu asked with a blackened face.

“Who?” The cleaning lady wiped her hands with a cloth as she filled a spray bottle with alcohol, disinfecting the air. She also casually threw a large bag of trash that was by Xing Yang’s door into the trash can.

“How did you get up here?” Tan Zhiyu asked angrily. “Is there regular cleaning in the neighborhood?”

“Oh, a boss went downstairs just now and swiped his card for me to come up and clean the trash, saying there was smell in the corridor, and that I should hurry to disinfect! After all, we have two households per elevator, and if the trash isn’t taken out on time, it would affect the neighbor a lot. He even specially reminded me to keep it down, saying he was afraid of disturbing the neighbor. That boss had really good quality.”

The lady chuckled as she continued spraying the alcohol in the air and sniffed carefully. “What smell do you guys have? This auntie’s nose isn’t very good.”

A smell?

What smell!!

It was the scent of his pheromones—rose scent!!

What else was there in this corridor besides his smell? How could Xing Yang say what was wafting off him was a smell!!

Tan Zhiyu felt struck by lightning. Right now, what was he any different from the watermelon rind that was emitting inexplicable scents in the trash can?

“Such good flowers, just thrown away like this?”

The huge bouquet of roses he received yesterday, tossed together with those small bits of trash and the cat litter he scooped, made Tan Zhiyu’s heart quietly shatter in the shadowy corners.

Just because he had played hard to get last night, this person even refused to see him?

Not only did he say he had a smell, but he also threw his red roses on the ground. Tan Zhiyu suddenly got overwhelmed with anger and snatched the roses out from the cleaning lady’s hands.

“Hey!” The cleaning lady was startled again.

“These are mine!”

The cleaning lady: “?”

Bang——

The door closed, and the outside was utterly silent. The lady continued her work, speechless, not expecting that in this day and age, someone would snatch their owner’s trash…..

Inside the room, Tan Zhiyu silently hugged the roses and cried without a sound, secretly shedding tears, hating himself for what he had been trying to do last night.

Did Xing Yang really not feel anything for him?!

Wow——

Had he already started to dislike the scent on him? What would be the next step?

Was he going to get a divorce?

Then would he still come over to kiss him goodnight or cook for him and sleep with him? Could he only serve as a massage tool?

Wait, why was he worried that Xing Yang might divorce him? Clearly, it was Xing Yang who wasn’t worthy of him!

No——

He definitely couldn’t be abandoned! He needed to make Xing Yang fall in love with him, and in the end, he would cruelly kick him away. Yes, before kicking him away, he would need to mock him for his scent! He should also find two pieces of scrap wood to throw at his door, making him feel frustrated for not being able to love him! That would be the ultimate revenge.

Hehe.

So cool.

Two minutes later, far away in Germany, Qiu Jing received yet another harassing phone call from Tan Zhiyu in the middle of the night, feeling incredibly annoyed and barely able to keep his eyes open: “Hello——”

Tan Zhiyu, feeling aggrieved and crying, said loudly, “He doesn’t love me at all—— ah——”

“Yes, yes, yes, I know you guys are together, okay? I know you’re the most handsome, alright? You’re happy now, bro. Goodbye.”

“Beep beep beep——”

Tan Zhiyu: “……”

The gangly guy over 1.9 meters tall sat weakly on the floor, hugging his knees. He suddenly felt that wearing a white shirt that didn’t suit him and trying to look a little younger was rather childish. Not to mention, it was an undeniable fact that he was older than Jiang Cheng, and he felt so incompetent, unable to even maintain a contractual marriage.

Tears silently dripped down.

That awful man had started to reject him.

Today’s Xing Yang was the most disgusting.

On the balcony across the way lay an incredibly fat orange cat, which belonged to Xing Yang, round and plump. Upon seeing him through the large floor-to-ceiling window, it waddled over to the front of the window, rolling around and displaying its chubby body. Tan Zhiyu was allergic to cat hair, and as he gazed at the round little cat,

Tan Zhiyu pouted, trying to salvage his dignity. He didn’t need Xing Yang’s favor; otherwise, if Xing Yang fell in love with him, with his cooking skills, he would definitely end up as fat as that cat, and in the end, he wouldn’t even be able to go out and work, becoming a lonely cat who could only get canned food by watching Xing Yang’s face.

The human is bad, the cat is good.

Immature Tan Zhiyu would continually pass judgment on Xing Yang in his mind, declaring him guilty again and again. He was pushing the person further away with his actions, but only he knew in his heart; he wished for Xing Yang to love him unconditionally, rather than just peck him before leaving.

——

Yuanyin Real Estate Building.

In the top-floor office overlooking the city, the city roads spiraled like threads, with people like ants. Xing Yang had just finished a meeting, and after reminding Jiang Cheng this morning not to be angry with Tan Zhiyu anymore, he finally took a moment to wait for the client.

He left home early, his black coffee sitting on the desk, half-drunk, causing some stomach pain.

In the office drawer were the medications he regularly took; stomach pain, heart palpitations, and headaches were day-to-day occurrences. Like the CEOs in television dramas, he had the characteristic “CEO disease.”

When he left home this morning, he could still smell the lingering scent of his ebony wood and rose fragrance mixed together in the corridor. Tan Zhiyu was going to the film set today, and if he got a whiff of that scent, it might ruin his good mood for the day.

That wouldn’t be good.

He had specially asked Secretary Wang to clear his schedule for the next few days, and this morning, he discovered the fat orange cat had not only eaten several petals of roses but also had bitten a plastic bag. This year, he was about to take it along for a check-up. What a pity that such beautiful flowers were wasted; he should have set some aside to make rose jam to give to Tan Zhiyu.

While he pondered this, Secretary Wang knocked on the door: “Mr. Xing, the client has arrived.”

Xing Yang snapped back to reality, standing up to adjust his tie, and he nervously placed his wristwatch on the desk. Secretary Wang noticed his gesture, feeling a bit confused.

“Please come in.” Xing Yang took the initiative to step forward.

Secretary Wang guided the client into the room: “Sir, please.”

The man who entered could already be seen to have wrinkles left by the passage of time, with deep-set eyes that conveyed calmness. Wearing a full suit, the bodyguard following him stopped at the doorway. Xing Yang stepped forward to shake hands and smiled, “Hello.”

“It’s been many years since I returned to Beijing; it has changed a lot. Mr. Xing is young and promising,” the man said cordially, shaking hands with him, his eyes filled with admiration.

“I’m just a junior, not worthy of the title ‘promising’; they’re just small businesses. It’s my honor that Mr. Tan doesn’t disdain them.”

“Secretary Wang, please pour a glass of juice, orange juice.” He instructed.

Tan Yushen, a bit surprised, chuckled, “Thank you.”

He indeed didn’t like drinking tea or coffee.

Tan Yushen was a stock investor, a high-ranking official in an international fund management organization, a former member of the diplomatic committee’s board, and also Tan Zhiyu’s father.

Xing Yang knew whose sugar craving Tan Zhiyu had inherited; the cutthroat business world held no secrets for him, but meeting his father-in-law still made him somewhat nervous.

He did feel guilty for having tricked the eldest son into marrying him.

“This time I returned to the country, apart from being attracted by Mr. Xing’s collaboration proposal, I also heard that Mr. Xing is looking to venture into new media.”

“Yes.” Xing Yang nodded.

Xing Yang thought he would ask about Tan Zhiyu’s current situation but unexpectedly, he stated, “Is it a bit late for me to debut at my age?”

Xing Yang: “?”

“Hahaha, why do I feel that Mr. Xing is so nervous?”

How could he not be nervous? Yesterday he had just kissed your son…..