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    “The design proposal…” Shuang Yu asked with a frown.

    “I’ve already sent Yu Zilin to talk to your designer. There are a few minor changes needed, and then we can start construction. Don’t worry, hmm?” The upward lilt at the end of Feng Yan’s sentence was thick with a doting tone.

    Shuang Yu nodded unnaturally. Lifting the blanket, he discovered his clothes had been changed. They didn’t fit well; they were clearly Psycho Feng’s, and to top it off, he wasn’t wearing any underwear. So, the question was, why did he have to change his clothes every single time he came to Feng Yan’s company?

    Seeing him staring at the clothes, Feng Yan’s thin lips curved up slightly. “Next time, I’ll have a change of clothes for you ready in the break room.”

    The implication was that there would be a next time, and a time after that. Shuang Yu frowned but, in the end, said nothing. After they walked out of the office, Feng Yan naturally put an arm around his shoulders. He clearly could have used the president’s private elevator, but he deliberately chose the regular one.

    It was closing time, so the elevator kept stopping on its way down from the top floor. Every time the elevator doors opened, the employees would see the two titans inside, and the smiles on their faces would vanish, replaced by panicked expressions as they quickly bowed and greeted them. Feng Yan was in a great mood, smiling and nodding at everyone. While staking his claim by keeping an arm around Shuang Yu’s shoulders, he chatted with him in a natural tone. The two were naturally given a wide berth by the crowd, who, despite not daring to stare, couldn’t help but prick up their ears to eavesdrop.

    “That little nurse—stop tormenting her. I need her for something.” Shuang Yu hadn’t forgotten the other purpose of his visit today.

    “Uh-huh. Since my dear is pleading on her behalf, I’ll naturally do you the favor. Cheng Hang, give the hospital director a call.” A well-fed and satisfied Feng Yan was exceptionally agreeable; he didn’t even ask for a reason before consenting.

    When the elevator reached the ground floor, no one dared to exit first, instead collectively clearing a path. Feng Yan swaggered out with his arm around Shuang Yu, and the crowd behind them immediately erupted in a flurry of discussion.

    “Oh my god, they’re really together!”

    “So, does this mean we’re about to have a boss’s wife?”

    “Didn’t you guys notice that Young Master Bai’s clothes don’t quite fit?”

    In just a moment, the crowd had already imagined an unspeakable, passionate drama unfolding in the office! What was puzzling, however, was that when the two stood together, it didn’t give off that “a good cabbage ruined by a pig” feeling. On the contrary, they looked very harmonious. One had a cool, aloof temperament, while the other had exquisitely beautiful features; they were like a match made in heaven.

    “It must be his style, right? This just goes to show how important it is to choose the right person in a relationship!”

    “Ever since Young Master Bai got with our president, it’s not just that his look has changed—it’s like he’s been completely reforged into a new person!”

    “I think they’re a perfect match. The sight of them together is so beautiful, it’s making me strangely excited, you know?”

    The crowd buzzed with discussion, enjoying the gossip about their own president more than anyone. Shuang Yu heard everything they said and gave Feng Yan a complicated look, not understanding why he was putting on such a public display of affection. He and Feng Yan clearly didn’t have that kind of relationship.

    [So, what is your relationship with him?] After getting in the car, the slow-on-the-uptake Xiao Ai suddenly posed another soul-searching question.

    Shuang Yu fell silent. It seemed their relationship couldn’t be explained away as a one-night stand, could it? After all, they hadn’t gone all the way yet, but they had done everything short of the final step.

    “Friends with benefits?” he said hesitantly.

    Accidentally, he said it out loud again. Feng Yan, who was starting the car, raised an eyebrow, his gaze instantly turning dangerous.

    “You think we’re just friends with benefits?”

    “I didn’t say anything.” Shuang Yu immediately turned to look out the window, refusing to discuss the topic further.

    Heh, so his little nouveau riche was a little coward. He couldn’t possibly still think their relationship was one they could just walk away from, could he? A cold glint flashed in Feng Yan’s eyes. It was his fault for not giving him enough security. No matter. He was already prepared. Soon, Shuang Yu would know that their relationship was much more than just friends with benefits!

    Starting the car, Feng Yan headed toward their destination. Meanwhile, the well-dressed Li Yushu and Feng Haolin, along with a nervous Bai Rong, also set off for the restaurant separately. On the way, the little nurse received a call from the director. She excitedly sent a message to Shuang Yu, promising to immediately expose Yan Qianqian’s actions online as he had instructed. Everything was ready, just waiting for the right moment. Shuang Yu’s lips curved up slightly as he put down his phone.

    Just as the car arrived at the restaurant, he was about to unbuckle his seatbelt, but Feng Yan leaned over faster and unbuckled it for him. It was a task of a few seconds, yet he seemed to be deliberately dragging it out, unlatching the buckle unhurriedly, his thin lips intentionally or unintentionally brushing against Shuang Yu’s ear. Goosebumps rose all over his body. He glared at him, signaling him not to get horny.

    “Darling, don’t provoke me with your eyes. It makes me unable to resist… wanting to kiss you!” Feng Yan let out a seductive chuckle, raised a hand to cup the back of his head, and warned him in a dangerous, husky tone, their noses touching.

    Startled by his lust-filled gaze, Shuang Yu shivered.

    Bang, bang, bang—

    Someone pounded heavily on the car window. He quickly turned his head and saw Sheng Xiaojing’s contorted face pressed against the glass.

    “Bai Shuangyu, you shameless vixen who seduces men, get out here!” Sheng Xiaojing’s eyes were bloodshot. Heedless of her status, she pounded on the window and screamed.

    At that moment, she had lost all reason. Her mind was filled with the intimate actions of the two men, and jealousy had twisted her features beyond recognition. Annoyed at having their intimate moment interrupted, Feng Yan frowned and quickly opened the car door to get out. He strode around to the passenger side and, with no gentlemanly grace whatsoever, yanked Sheng Xiaojing away.

    “If you’re going to act crazy, go back to your Sheng family. This is not the place for you to run wild,” he warned sternly, his eyes cold.

    “Brother Yan, don’t be fooled by that bastard! He’s always liked women, how could he suddenly change… He’s playing with your feelings…” Sheng Xiaojing spoke through her sobs, her eyes filled with resentment and anxiety.

    “Miss Sheng, watch your mouth. Yu is my lover, my future other half. Insulting him is insulting me. Are you sure the Sheng family can withstand my wrath?” Feng Yan warned in a low voice, his face grim.

    Their struggle had already attracted the attention of passersby. Lover, other half—these words were like bombs dropped into Sheng Xiaojing’s heart, blowing her to pieces.

    “Why… Why him… How is he better than me in any way? His family background isn’t as good as mine, he’s not as good-looking as me, and he’s a man! He can’t even bear your children!” she cried her heart out, her eyes overflowing with pain.

    Ever since she first saw Feng Yan at the age of eight, she had secretly given him her heart. For so many years, no one had ever stayed by Feng Yan’s side. She knew he didn’t like her, but she was also certain that besides her, Sheng Xiaojing, no one in the world was worthy of him. Their families would form a marriage alliance one day. Even if he never loved her, the person standing by his side could only, and would only, be her!

    Feng Yan had never publicly announced his sexuality, nor had he ever had a boyfriend, so he couldn’t possibly be gay. It must have been that bastard Bai Shuangyu who used some despicable witchcraft to make Feng Yan completely infatuated with him!

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