Chapter 344: You Haven’t Seen Those More Intense Ones. Compared To Those, This Is Nothing
Li Shaobin was dumbfounded. Nothing could put words to the current loneliness he was feeling.
In the past, when Zhan Mingwei got married, he thought there was still Song Chuyi. When Song Chuyi got married, it was alright because there was still Yan Molun. However, now, even Old Yan had a girlfriend. Li Shaobin felt as though he was abandoned. “Old Yan, how could you do this? You promised me you wouldn’t find a girlfriend before I did. How bored will I be now? You went back on your word.”
Yan Molun asked lightly, “When did I promise you that?”
“You did, a while ago,” Li Shaobin said angrily.
Yan Molun thought for a while and said, “Even if I did promise you, you can only blame yourself for being too slow in looking for a girlfriend. It’s already been months, yet you’re still unable to escape singlehood. I’m a normal man and I have my needs. I can’t always rely on my left and right hand like you. I think I shouldn’t have to wait for you.”
Li Shaobin suddenly felt stumped by Yan Molun’s words. They were too hurtful. “Alright, I’ll admit it. Tell me, what kind of woman have you gotten yourself? You have to bring her out for us to take a look.”
“Another day perhaps. I have to keep my girlfriend company. That’s it.” Yan Molun hung up.
On the other side, Li Shaobin held onto his phone after being hung up on and felt hurt once again.
Was there anything more hurtful than “I have to keep my girlfriend company” in this world?
Zhan Mingwei had said it before, Song Chuyi had said it before, and now, even Yan Molun said it. When would it be his turn to say that to someone else?
He blanked out for a while and quickly called Song Chuchu. After the phone rang for a really long time, he heard Song Chuyi’s slightly frustrated voice over the line. “What’s up?”
“You don’t sound very welcoming. I’m merely calling you,” Li Shaobin said angrily.
“No, I was just getting intimate with my wife,” Song Chuyi said coldly.
Li Shaobin clenched his teeth. “Your wife is already pregnant, yet you can even get intimate with her? Old Song, I didn’t think you were so lecherous.”
“Don’t you know that you can get intimate with a pregnant woman after the third month?” Song Chuyi was kind enough to teach him something new. Changqing, who was lying in his embrace, pinched his arm frustratedly. This jerk actually told his brother something like that. How shameless.
“Cut it out,” Song Chuyi said softly as he grabbed her little hand.
Li Shaobin was about to cry. He shouldn’t have called Song Chuyi. The single man had received an unknown amount of hurt. “Right, do you know Old Yan has a girlfriend?”
“Yeah.”
“F*ck, don’t tell me all of you knew about it?” Li Shaobin said angrily, “Have you seen Old Yan’s girlfriend? Where’s she from? Don’t tell me he got himself a Tibetan girl after making this trip to Tibet? I heard that Tibetan girls are tan. Old Yan might actually have acquired a taste after being abroad for so long.”
“Why are you so concerned about Old Yan?” Song Chuyi suddenly felt a little afraid.
“What do you mean by concern? Wasn’t I just as interested to find out about yours back then?” Li Shaobin’s face darkened. Why did he get the feeling Old Song was thinking about him in the wrong way? He was very normal, alright? “I have had nothing better to do recently; I’m just curious.”
“She’s not a Tibetan girl.” Song Chuyi thought for a while and said, “You know her too—it’s Jiang Duoyao.
“WHAT WHAT WHAT?” Li Shaobin was getting agitated. “When did he set his eyes on Jiang Duoyao? Why didn’t I have a single clue?”
Song Chuyi sighed. His EQ was really very low. He should’ve been the first to detect it.
“This world has marveled me. I must think carefully.” Li Shaobin mumbled, “Old Yan is really cold on the outside yet passionate on the inside. Could it be that he was already interested in Jiang Duoyao ever since the barbeque shop incident? He’s really good at hiding it. I actually didn’t detect anything.”
“Think over it carefully on your own, but I have to remind you, don’t call Old Yan tonight. Don’t disturb them.” Song Chuyi hung up after reminding him.
Li Shaobin was still in a daze. Life was indeed full of surprises.
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In the villa, Duoyao finished washing the bowls and came out from the kitchen. She saw Yan Molun who was sitting on the couch while smoking and all of a sudden, she was at a loss for what to do.
It was almost nine. She didn’t know what they would do later.
Would he suggest sleeping over?
What should she do if they slept together and shared a bed?
AHAHAH. She couldn’t let her mind run wild anymore. Yan Molun was right. She shouldn’t keep thinking about those things. If she didn’t think about it, she wouldn’t be nervous.
“What are you doing standing there? Come over here.” Yan Molun turned back and beckoned her.
She shuffled over and sat beside him.
Yan Molun lowered his head and looked at the distance of a fist between the two of them. He was unsatisfied and shifted over to fill up the space. He put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her to his chest.
Her face leaned on his burning chest and she could feel his heartbeat. She tried her best to stay calm but on such a calm and quiet night with only the two of them, it was difficult for her to not blush.
Actually, even though such things had happened in the mountain before, it was only a few times, and most of the time, Xiling was around. Even when they were alone, it was only when he pulled her out to go for walks outside. They were rarely like this inside.
“Nervous?” Yan Molun lowered his head to kiss her forehead. “It’ll be fine after you get used to it.”
She nodded embarrassedly. She moved her hand around to feel for the remote control. “What do you like to watch?”
“Up to you. Let’s watch what you like,” Yan Molun said.
“That’s not nice. You’ll be bored.” After she said that, he lowered his head again and kissed her little face. He said in an enchanting voice, soft enough for only her to hear: “It won’t be boring as long as I’m with you.”
Duoyao was once again blushing from his pick-up line.
Alright, Mr. Yan scored 100 points in sweet-talking. “You’re so good with your words. Tell me, did you often say such things to women in the past?”
“This isn’t being good with my words. I merely said what I felt.” Yan Molun caressed her cheek.
Duoyao lowered her head shyly. She started to change the channel. She didn’t get a chance to watch television programs usually. After flipping channels for a while and seeing all the familiar faces on the TV, she decided to look for some movies. She chose a Japanese film which she hadn’t seen before, but she had heard the people in her company mentioning it.
After 30 minutes into the film, Duoyao felt a little uneasy. This film was about a love story between a teacher and a student. There were also several scenes of ambiguous moments between the two. The director was also very skilled with his shooting techniques, making her heart race and her face blush as she watched.
Yan Molun watched for a while and lowered his head, saying with a smile, “I didn’t expect you to like such an intense movie.”
“Is this intense? Haha.” Duoyao tried to conceal her embarrassment as she let out two dry laughs. “I think it’s alright. You haven’t seen the more intense ones. Compared to those, this is nothing.”
After she said that, she saw the smile on Yan Molun’s face widening. She suddenly felt like biting her tongue off. What on earth did she just say? Wasn’t she blatantly telling him that she had watched something even more intense?
Yan Molun nodded, looking thoughtful.
Duoyao was embarrassed. After a little while more, she stuttered, “If you don’t like it, let’s change to something else.”
Actually, she could feel that something was going wrong. If this went on, the leads would definitely have an intense scene coming up. When that happened, she would definitely die of awkwardness.
“No need. Actually, I think it’s quite good to occasionally watch something intense.” Yan Molun grabbed her hand which was reaching for the remote control.
Indeed. A few minutes later, the leads started to get intimate and it was even in the teacher’s office. Although the director made the scene look blurry, the location was... thrilling.
Duoyao, who was leaning in his embrace, froze. She blinked and didn’t move, pretending to be calm.
Yan Molun was also very quiet while watching. The scene was just a minute long, but the two didn’t speak. The quiet house was echoing with the strange and ambiguous sounds coming from the television.
When it finally ended, Duoyao felt that it was too awkward, so she stuttered to look for a topic to talk about. “I really didn’t think that this movie would have such a scene, but luckily, it’s not that intense. Otherwise, it would’ve definitely been banned.”
Yan Molun lowered his head upon hearing that. “You didn’t find that intense?”
Duoyao: “....”
Was that intense? She had seen way more intense ones.
However, she couldn’t say it.
“Compared to some... it’s not considered intense?” She tried to explain herself subtly but after saying that, she found something was amiss again.
Indeed, the smile behind Yan Molun’s eyes deepened. “Some?”
Duoyao: “....”
She thought it would’ve been better if she didn’t speak.
Yan Molun was smiling lightly. The scar on his face also looked even sexier because of his smile.
Her heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, he lowered his head to kiss her.
It was a very long and lingering kiss. Ever since the two of them left the school, they hadn’t had such a kiss.
Her brain flushed with blood with that kiss and slowly, she regained her senses.
Her mind buzzed and she was flushed red with shyness. Yan Molun kissed her earlobe and put one hand around her easily. “Don’t keep moving around. Let’s watch the movie.”
She froze. How would she be in the mood to continue watching towards the end? She could only concentrate on his slightly rough palm that had some calluses.
After that, she had completely forgotten what happened in the movie and whether the leads ended up together. All that was in her mind was Yan Molun’s large palm that had a thin layer of calluses.
When the movie ended, it was already 10:30 pm. Yan Molun let her go and stood up. “It’s getting late. I’ll head back.”
“Oh.” She stood up but her body still felt as though it was floating around.
She saw him to the doorstep. Yan Molun bent down to give her a kiss before leaving.
Only after he left did Duoyao recall that she had to go back to Xiamen to visit her parents tomorrow and she had completely forgotten to tell him that.
How bashful.
...
When Yan Molun was about to get home, he received a message from Duoyao. He looked at it and called her. “You’re going to Xiamen tomorrow?”
“Mm,” Duoyao replied softly. “I haven’t visited my parents for a very long time, not since before these three months in Tibet. I already booked the plane ticket yesterday afternoon.”
“How long will you be gone for?” Yan Molun asked.
“Around two to three days.” Duoyao asked carefully, “You’re not angry, right?”
“I’m not. I’ll come over tomorrow morning to send you off,” Yan Molun said. “It’s okay. No one would dare to put our photos on the internet even if they caught us. Isn’t that the case for Changqing and Chuyi too?”
“Oh.” Duoyao nodded.” She believed what he said. He settled the magazine in Hong Kong previously and also Zhu Fenglei’s incident. That was enough to prove that he definitely had very strong networks and connections.
“I’ll come tomorrow morning at nine to pick you up,” he said.
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The next morning, Duoyao suddenly recalled the Zhu Fenglei incident when she was brushing her teeth. She quickly went to get her phone to look at the news. She got a shock when she saw it.
Yan Molun was really impressive. He actually managed to get a recording of Zhu Fenglei’s conversation. The background was a little noisy but one could still make out the conversation Zhu Fenglei had with a woman clearly: “... Don’t keep moving around. Let me take a good look to see if you have a C cup. If I’m satisfied with what I see, I’ll let you have an important role in my next drama...”
The woman sounded delicate. “What kind of important role is it? Is it the female lead, Director Zhu?”
“I’ve told you many times, don’t call me Director Zhu. Call me Brother Fenglei. Do you understand?”
Soon after came the sound of intimacy.
Duoyao felt unwell all over after bracing herself to finish listening to the entire recording. Brother Fenglei? He was already so old. How shameless.
She looked at the comments. Indeed, the comments below were about the same—they were all criticizing Zhu Fenglei for being disgusting and someone even said she should’ve just called him something like “Brother Pig (1. Pig is pronounced ‘Zhu’ in Mandarin)” or “Grandpa Fenglei”.
...
At nine, Yan Molun came over to pick her up. This time, he was a little low-profile and drove a black Mercedes. He was wearing a dark blue checkered shirt and had a pair of sunglasses sitting on his high nose bridge, making him look awe-inspiring and cold.
Duoyao glanced at his nose and her heart skipped a beat. It was cool if a man had a high nose bridge.
After she got into the car, Duoyao said agitatedly, “I heard Zhu Fenglei’s voice recording in the morning. You’re so impressive to even be able to get that.”
“It’s alright. Actually, I just went to find out which clubs Zhu Fenglei frequented and I got the people there to install a bug. It was very simple,” Yan Molun said casually. “However, he seems to be a very lecherous person and that wasn’t all that I recorded. There’s even more. Also, he’s quite intense.”
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