Chapter 35 – The Simp Is Forcibly Loved by the Overbearing CEO 35

Inside the VIP room on the top floor of the restaurant, the atmosphere was a little off. Feng Yan sat on one side with his arm around Shuang Yu, while their parents sat on the other. Bai Rong’s expression was grim. He wanted to speak several times but didn’t know how to begin. He just couldn’t understand how his son could be gay. He was clearly chasing a female celebrity not long ago. No wonder he was able to cooperate with FI. It wasn’t because his son had won the project on his own merit, but because…

Bai Rong was panicking. Feng Yan’s reputation wasn’t good. Although he’d never heard rumors of him taking things by force, he couldn’t rule out the possibility. Even though he couldn’t get over the fact that his son was gay, Bai Rong adored his child. If the two were genuinely in love, he would accept it, even if he couldn’t understand it. What he feared was that his son wasn’t willing and had been forced by Feng Yan. The more he thought about it, the paler Bai Rong’s face became.

“Father-in-law, are you not feeling well?” Li Yushu asked with a concerned look.

Bai Rong was also afraid of offending the Feng family, but compared to his son’s happiness, he would rather go bankrupt than sit back and do nothing. Taking a deep breath, he looked at Shuang Yu and asked directly.

“Xiao Yu, tell Dad honestly, are you being forced?!”

That one sentence made the expressions of the family of three change instantly. Li Yushu and Feng Haolin were in a difficult position. Their son had suddenly called them today to discuss the marriage. They had thought he had everything sorted out, but now it was clear that Bai Rong and Bai Shuangyu were still in the dark. Being questioned by the other’s father on the spot was truly embarrassing.

Shuang Yu hesitated for a moment before shaking his head.

“No, he didn’t force me.” He had to blame himself for being swayed by a handsome face.

His answer made Li Yushu and Feng Haolin breathe a huge sigh of relief.

“Hehe, this kid of mine can be a bit of a rascal sometimes, but this is his first relationship. He’s definitely serious about Shuang Yu. Don’t you worry, father-in-law. If he dares to bully Shuang Yu, I’ll beat him to death!” Feng Haolin said with a hearty laugh, trying to smooth things over, though he felt quite guilty inside.

He knew exactly what his son was like. He would have to be extra good to this male daughter-in-law in the future! “Our Xiao Yan will be twenty-nine at the end of the year, so he’s at a marriageable age. He’s anxious, and so are we. Since they’ve decided to be together, let’s pick a date as soon as possible and get the marriage settled. The only regret is that they can’t get a marriage license in this country, but that’s easy to solve. We can just have them register abroad. But I still insist on having a wedding banquet. After all, Xiao Yan is our only child, and we can’t neglect Xiao Yu just because he’s a boy. As for the betrothal gift, don’t you worry, father-in-law. We will definitely give a generous amount,” Li Yushu added with a smile, starting to discuss the wedding plans.

“Excuse me, sorry to interrupt. While I have been involved with Feng Yan, we are not in a relationship, and we certainly cannot get married.” Having regained his composure, Shuang Yu interrupted her, speaking solemnly.

Excellent. The expressions of the three changed once again. Even a chameleon didn’t change colors this frequently.

“A certain great man once said that all dating that doesn’t lead to marriage is just fooling around. Are you fooling around with me?” Feng Yan smiled, a brilliant but dangerous smile.

The couple’s hearts leaped into their throats.

“I personally believe that marriage is a very sacred thing. It represents two people who are truly in love choosing to be responsible for each other, committing to a lifetime of mutual support. Putting my own feelings aside, Feng Yan, why do you want to marry me? Do you love me?” Shuang Yu wasn’t flustered. He looked at Feng Yan with a burning gaze and asked.

His eyes were too clear and pure, carrying an assertive aura that made Feng Yan dare not look at him directly. He had never considered what his feelings for Shuang Yu were. At first, he just thought the little nouveau riche was interesting and wanted to tease him. His resistance had ignited his desire for conquest. As they spent more time together, he seemed to have become addicted to him. He didn’t want to give his toy to anyone else, and the simplest and most effective way to tie him down was marriage. Love? He had never thought about it. He didn’t even know what love was.

“You can’t answer, can you? Because you yourself don’t know what your feelings for me are. Perhaps it’s your possessiveness acting up, or maybe you just see me as a stress-relief toy. One always gets tired of toys. If one day you get tired of me, I’m afraid I’ll be cast aside without a second thought. You say that dating without the intention of marrying is just fooling around. Well, a marriage without love is even worse than that. Feng Yan, I can’t afford to gamble in your marriage game, nor can I play it. Besides, the Feng family has such a large fortune that needs an heir. If you marry me, what will happen to the Feng family? You can’t disregard your parents’ expectations just because of your selfishness. So, let’s end it here. I’m sorry, Uncle and Auntie, for ruining your good mood. I hope this little episode won’t affect our cooperation. Dad, let’s go back.” Shuang Yu stood up, bowed to the couple, and called to the uneasy Bai Rong to leave.

“What is love?” Behind him, Feng Yan, who had been silent, suddenly asked.

Shuang Yu paused but didn’t turn back. Because he didn’t understand love either.

“If I understand my feelings for you, will you accept me?” Feng Yan asked again.

No. Shuang Yu answered in his heart and left without looking back.

His departure took the last trace of warmth from the room. Feng Yan lowered his eyes, the gloom on his brow refusing to dissipate. The couple didn’t dare to breathe too loudly, let alone know how to comfort him.

“Xiao Yan… you won’t force him, will you?” Li Yushu asked, trembling with fear.

She was terrified that he would be like he was back then—if he couldn’t have it, he would destroy it. He would destroy Bai Shuangyu. Feng Yan looked at her with a dazed expression, first nodding, then shaking his head.

“I’m very angry. I poured all my attention into him, but he doesn’t appreciate it. Isn’t it enough that I want him? Why must we define this feeling with emotions? I don’t want anyone else to have him. Just the thought of him being with someone else makes me want to go crazy… But I can’t bear to hurt him… I can’t imagine a life without him.” Even he himself couldn’t figure out what he should do.

“Xiao Yan, marriage is not a game. Shuang Yu is right. A marriage without love is hard to sustain. If you love him, I will help you without reservation. But if you just see him as a toy or a pet, then I won’t approve of your marriage, no matter how great the cost. People have hearts. I can’t ruin someone else’s child just because you’re my son. You need to think carefully about what’s in your heart.” Feng Haolin sighed, spoke solemnly, and then left with Li Yushu, leaving his son to think.

The huge private room was suddenly empty, leaving only Feng Yan. He picked up the red wine on the table and began to chug it down. He needed to vent his anger, otherwise, it might affect Shuang Yu. Before he could figure out his feelings for Shuang Yu, he needed a tool… for venting! Yan Qianqian. Sheng Xiaojing. A cold smile crossed his lips, and a murderous intent flashed in Feng Yan’s icy, soul-captivating eyes.