TVMCC Chapter 20
by VolareChapter 20: So Deeply In Love
Chapter 20: So Deeply In Love
Among the people present, only Yun Yi had a good appetite, while the others were preoccupied with their own thoughts.
Especially Yun Cheng, whose face could be described as extremely unsightly.
Yun Yi, having had his fun, put down his chopsticks and stood up, “Wen Heng Gēgē, you might as well consider it carefully. After all, marrying an S-rank omega isn’t a loss for you.”
After he finished speaking, he left, leaving a table of stunned people behind.
Jiang Qiu put down his chopsticks and was about to chase after him, but before he could even get out of his chair, his sleeve was pulled by Wen Jiu.
Wen Jiu’s eyes were red, “Jiang Qiu, he’s not good to you at all. Why don’t you come to the Wen family instead…”
Before anyone else could speak, Jiang Qiu pushed away Wen Jiu’s hand first, his tone extremely cold, “Young Master Wen, please have some self-respect.”
After speaking, he strode towards the staircase, finally catching up with Yun Yi’s back figure just as he reached the third floor.
Yun Yi heard the sound of footsteps but didn’t even turn his head. He pushed open the bedroom door, intending to shut Jiang Qiu outside.
“Young Master,” Jiang Qiu called out, reaching out to stop the door.
Yun Yi leaned against the doorframe, smiling as he looked at Jiang Qiu’s face, seemingly teasing, “Aren’t you going to be a live-in son-in-law?”
Jiang Qiu: “…”
“I’m not.”
“Why not? It’s the Wen family, so prestigious.”
Jiang Qiu sighed softly in his heart, looking at the beautiful face behind the crack in the door, he said, “But I like omegas.”
Yun Yi nodded, looking at Jiang Qiu with an expression that said ‘a child can be taught’, “Then starting today, go find your omega. Don’t bother me anymore.”
Jiang Qiu’s hand that was holding the door reached forward, and with his strength, he pushed the door open almost in the blink of an eye.
Yun Yi wasn’t prepared and fell backward, but then an arm reached around his back to support him. He felt a wave of hot breath near his ear, and then he heard Jiang Qiu ask, “Does Young Master like Wen Heng very much?”
Yun Yi’s eyes widened as he looked at the alpha so close to him.
“What’s it to you?”
“Get out.”
Jiang Qiu pretended to be mute.
Yun Yi couldn’t break free and couldn’t do anything about him. He gnashed his teeth in anger and bit down hard on the shoulder in front of him. Finally, those angry eyes glared at Jiang Qiu.
“Are you letting go or not?”
Jiang Qiu slowly released his hand.
“Young Master, I’m sorry.”
“Heh, you want to send me a summer resort?”
Jiang Qiu: “…I don’t have money.”
“Then shut up!”
Yun Yi kicked off his shoes and stepped onto the carpet, remembering what he had broken in the morning when he looked at the empty shelf by the bed.
He pointed, “Throw that thing out.”
“Okay.”
The shelf was custom-made, carved from huanghuali wood. It wasn’t heavy, but it had been with Yun Yi for more than ten years.
Now it was being thrown into the storage room on the first floor like garbage.
After taking a bath, Yun Yi refused to sleep. He sat on the sofa reading a comic book, his exposed legs a little swollen.
He didn’t exercise regularly, so he had little leg muscle. Perhaps he had walked too much today, and after soaking in hot water, he was showing signs of fatigue.
Jiang Qiu stood beside him, using a towel to dry Yun Yi’s hair, carefully and gently drying each strand.
He glanced at the picture in the book, which was also a dining table.
He couldn’t help but think of the words Yun Yi said when he left the dining table.
Did he really like Wen Heng that much?
Jiang Qiu wanted to ask, but he knew that even if he asked, the young master wouldn’t give him an answer.
Clearly, he was the first to mark the young master.
The thought of an alpha leaving a bite mark on Yun Yi’s neck one day like he did yesterday filled Jiang Qiu with irritation.
He had the urge to tear that alpha to shreds.
But he couldn’t.
He didn’t even have the right to argue with those people at the dining table.
The Qin family…the Qin family…
Jiang Qiu thought neurotically, he needed to get the Qin family as soon as possible, and even faster.
Unconsciously, Yun Yi stopped flipping through the comic book and tilted his head, squinting at the person above him.
“Is my hair nice to touch?”
Jiang Qiu suddenly came back to his senses, realizing that his hand had been hovering over Yun Yi’s head without moving.
“I’m sorry.”
“Stop drying it.” Yun Yi stretched out a leg from his bathrobe, “My legs hurt.”
His slender white legs were covered with a layer of body lotion, so tender that you couldn’t see a single pore.
Jiang Qiu stared, swallowing unconsciously.
“Shall I massage them for you?”
“Okay.”
The sofa was short, and Yun Yi’s legs would get tired if he kept them crossed, so he stretched out his arms, “Carry me.”
Jiang Qiu was like the worm in Yun Yi’s stomach, understanding what the young master meant with just a simple movement. He bent down and picked him up, striding towards the bed.
The bathrobe was loose, and as it fell, Jiang Qiu’s arm caught one of the ties. When he stood up again, the bathrobe had come undone.
Yun Yi’s reaction was indifferent. He pulled back the tie and retied it.
Jiang Qiu tensed up, remembering the last lesson. He quickly knelt down by the bed, “Young Master, do you still want a leg massage?”
But his voice was low and hoarse, containing a hint of suppressed desire.
Yun Yi narrowed his eyes and cursed softly, “You dog thing!”
Jiang Qiu coughed lightly, covering up the embarrassment.
He didn’t know why, but situations that had never happened to him in all these years were now happening.
He wanted to restrain himself, but he couldn’t help it.
Yun Yi had walked a lot today and had also spent some energy downstairs, so he closed his eyes after saying “massage my legs.”
Jiang Qiu reached out, and the moment he touched them, the exquisite sensation traveled from his palm to his heart.
The saliva in his mouth seemed to be out of control.
The young master’s legs had become a rare delicacy, making him feel hungry.
He wanted to bite them.
Jiang Qiu licked his back teeth, resisting the urge to bite.
He didn’t dare to use too much force on his hands, and only released them after his legs turned red. He wanted to say “okay,” but when he looked up, he saw that Yun Yi was sleeping peacefully.
His palm slid down to his toes.
Yun Yi’s feet never seemed to get warm, even in June, his feet were cold.
His toes were fair and round, like a fine piece of handwork in his hand. Jiang Qiu held them, staring at them, emotions swirling in his dark eyes, suppressing the feelings that wanted to devour the person.
But the person was unaware.
The sleeping person was also unaware.
In the end, he lowered his head and kissed the reddened leg over and over again, then reluctantly left, turned off the light, and climbed into bed, holding the young master to sleep.
The movements were done in one go. Yun Yi’s eyelashes fluttered, and he nestled in Jiang Qiu’s arms as if in compromise.
The two were close, their hot breaths intertwining.
Jiang Qiu sniffed Yun Yi’s hair, the milky candy scent filling his heart.
After a long time.
Jiang Qiu said softly, “Good night, Young Master.”
*
After the incident at the dining table, the Yun family became much quieter.
Yun Cheng couldn’t determine the truth of Yun Yi’s words, so she became more and more clingy to Wen Heng. They didn’t go to the same school, but Yun Cheng often spent two hours traveling to wait for Wen Heng outside of his school gate, just to have dinner together.
One day, just after school, Yun Yi saw a familiar figure not far ahead as he walked out.
A tall figure carrying a computer, with brown hair, who else could it be but Wen Heng.
Yun Yi remembered what happened last time.
It wasn’t that he really wanted to marry Wen Heng, but he just wanted to disgust Yun Cheng and Yun Chongshan.
He knew Zhang Xiaonuo’s mouth, she would definitely exaggerate these words and spread them around the next day.
But to his surprise, Zhang Xiaonuo didn’t.
Before the two of them could even get out of the school gate, they saw Wen Heng stop not far away. In front of him, they could vaguely see a woman wearing a short skirt.
Judging by her legs, she was probably an omega or a beta.
Yun Yi immediately stopped and tugged at Jiang Qiu’s clothes, whispering, “Don’t go any further.”
Jiang Qiu was stunned and followed Yun Yi’s footsteps to the side.
He followed Yun Yi’s gaze and saw that he was actually looking at a couple.
One of them was Wen Heng, and the person in front…was it Yun Cheng?
From where Yun Yi stood, he could only see their actions and couldn’t hear their conversation. He wanted to leave, but his intuition told him to watch a little longer.
As the saying goes, fortune favors the persistent. Yun Yi licked his lips excitedly after seeing Wen Heng touch Yun Cheng’s head.
According to the comic books he had read, there must be something fishy between these two!
After seeing their actions clearly, Jiang Qiu immediately looked at Yun Yi’s face. Instead of the anger and jealousy he had imagined, he saw anticipation.
He was anticipating the next actions between Wen Heng and Yun Cheng.
Afterwards, Wen Heng took Yun Cheng into a car, and the two of them held hands the entire time, never letting go.
Yun Yi tugged at the hem of Jiang Qiu’s clothes.
“Stop a car.”
“Okay.”
During dismissal hours, there were many taxis on the roadside. Almost immediately, Jiang Qiu and Yun Yi got into a car.
Yun Yi pointed to the black car in front and said, “Follow the car in front with license plate number ending in 87.”
A hint of doubt rose in Jiang Qiu’s heart.
He felt that the young master was a little different from usual today.
In the past, if he saw someone next to Wen Heng, he would definitely go up and make a scene, like a proud fighting cock.
After following for a short while, the car stopped at a restaurant. After Wen Heng and Yun Cheng entered the restaurant, Yun Yi paid the fare and got out of the car.
“Young Master, do you want to eat?”
Yun Yi hooked his lips as he looked at the restaurant sign not far away. If he wasn’t mistaken, this should be a restaurant under the Yi family.
No, it should be a restaurant under his name.
“Yes, we are.” Yun Yi said.
The restaurant manager recognized Yun Yi and greeted him with a smile, “Young Master, what a rare visit today?”
Yun Yi turned his head and glanced at the elevator, “Which private room did the two people who just went up go to?”
The Wen family’s Young Master was a regular customer of their restaurant. In principle, the manager shouldn’t reveal customer information, but the young man in front of him was the boss in charge of the restaurant’s success or failure.
“The ‘Wealthy Flowers Bloom’ room on the sixth floor.”
Yun Yi smiled, “Open a room next to it, and serve whatever dishes look good.”
After speaking, he changed his mind, “No, serve me whatever they ordered.”
The manager figured out a bit of the situation. He had long heard that the Yun family’s young master admired someone from the Wen family, and this proved that he was so deeply in love.
“Yes, Young Master, please wait a moment.”
The receptionist guided the two of them upstairs into the elevator and left after leading them to the private room.
Yun Yi pointed to a chair and whispered, “Move it to the wall.”
Just as Jiang Qiu was about to speak, Yun Yi held a finger to his lips, “Don’t talk.”
Jiang Qiu: “…”
He silently moved a chair over. When he got close to the wall, he heard some voices.
Yun Yi’s red lips curved up, his happiness unconcealed. His eyes were like dyed colors, beautiful as roses.
The voices opposite weren’t loud, and he couldn’t hear the specific content of the conversation, only the continuous voices of the two.
It was just a meal, a very normal thing, and Yun Yi’s interest decreased by more than half.
Soon the dishes were served, and Yun Yi stood up to take a look.
They were light and tasteless, a bunch of green vegetables.
He curled his lips in disdain.
Wen Heng was so poor.
But after tasting them, his eyes lit up. They could even make the taste of meat out of plain boiled cabbage.
Jiang Qiu was still standing on the side watching, and Yun Yi really didn’t have the habit of being watched while he ate, so he pointed to the chair next to him, “Sit.”
Just as the two were halfway through their meal.
Suddenly, a low, hoarse cry came from the room next door.