[ABO] The Despised One Becomes an Internet Sensation After Marriage - Chapter 52

Chapter 52

Xu Zhimian gave it a feel, and sensing the change in a certain place, he mischievously flicked it twice.

Fu Shiyan paused for two seconds and immediately ended the meeting.

Xu Zhimian hadn’t expected the meeting to finish so quickly. He was pulled onto Fu Shiyan’s lap, his hands restlessly slipping inside the man’s shirt as he asked about official business: “Do you have more meetings later?”

His hands lingered around the lean waist, circling over the tensed abdominal muscles. Fu Shiyan’s breathing grew heavy; he pressed down on Xu Zhimian’s hands to stop them from wandering further up. “No more meetings.”

“Then do you have anything else to do later?” Xu Zhimian tilted his head back, staring straight at Fu Shiyan.

The two pushed and pulled, their lips hovering in a tease.

“Of course.” Fu Shiyan’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down.

“What a pity,” Xu Zhimian pouted. “In that case, I won’t disturb President Fu any longer.”

“Too late,” Fu Shiyan said with a half-smile, hooking his chin. “You’ve already made it impossible for me to focus on work.”

Xu Zhimian feigned difficulty: “How can that be? I don’t want to be a ‘femme fatale’ distraction.”

As he spoke, he tried to get up, but Fu Shiyan wasn’t about to let him succeed. He hooked Xu Zhimian’s waist, pulled him back, and kissed him deeply.

“Too late.”

By the time they were both breathless, Fu Shiyan released him and whispered in his ear: “The doctor is coming this afternoon for your full-body checkup. If everything looks good, we’ll schedule the surgery after the recording of 21 Days is finished. What do you think?”

“You’ve arranged everything; I have no objections.” Xu Zhimian panted for a few breaths, thinking of Qian Luo.

He leaned his face against Fu Shiyan’s chest and said, “Qian Luo said I look very much like his sister. He went for a kinship test yesterday. If… if I really am related to him, then he would be my uncle.”

Fu Shiyan wasn’t surprised at all. He gave a simple “Mm.” “If it’s true, are you happy?”

“It’s alright.” Xu Zhimian’s finger poked repeatedly at the man’s heart. “I have you now.”

This “straight ball” confession caught Fu Shiyan off guard. He then broke into a shallow smile: “You really are…”

“I’m what?” Seeing him stop halfway, Xu Zhimian looked up at him.

“Where did you learn these seductive ways?” Fu Shiyan said this without malice—there was even a hint of flirtation in it.

Xu Zhimian bit down on his jaw. “Guess.”

Fu Shiyan winced in pain and patted his waist. “A little puppy who likes to bite.”

This provoked Xu Zhimian to wriggle around on top of him, his hands touching and pinching. “I’ll just keep biting.”

The reaching-his-limit Fu Shiyan pinned him down on the office desk and bullied him thoroughly.

The entire desk was left in a mess. The flush on Xu Zhimian’s skin didn’t fade for a long time. This time, Fu Shiyan hadn’t held back, which triggered Xu Zhimian’s temper again.

“Why are you always like this!” Xu Zhimian lay on the bedroom bed, his waist aching. Fu Shiyan was beside him, massaging his cramped calf. Xu Zhimian hammered his own lower back and glared at Fu Shiyan. “I told you not to be at the office desk! You just wouldn’t listen!”

“…” Fu Shiyan, knowing he was in the wrong, finished massaging the calf and then pulled the boy into his arms to rub his waist, coaxing him: “It was my fault. I’m sorry, don’t be angry, okay?”

Xu Zhimian enjoyed the full-service massage like a little lord, humming twice: “I’m not listening. If you’re sorry, show me something practical.”

Fu Shiyan applied a bit more pressure to the massage. “Tsk, you’ve really learned how to give an inch and take a mile.”

Xu Zhimian turned his head toward him: “I’m not allowed?”

Fu Shiyan flicked his nose. “Spoiled and arrogant.”

“What ‘practical’ thing do you want?”

Xu Zhimian thought that’s more like it and said, “Where did you take Qi Qingran?”

Xu Zhimian didn’t actually want to help Gu Xingchen find Qi Qingran; he just asked casually because he remembered it.

“Gu Xingchen told you?” Fu Shiyan guessed immediately, his tone clearly shifting, but he still explained: “I helped him buy a ticket abroad. As for the specific location, I don’t know either.”

After saying this, he added unhappily, “Stay away from Gu Xingchen from now on.”

“Why do you hate me interacting with Gu Xingchen so much?”

This was something Xu Zhimian never understood, especially since Fu Shiyan was always so jealous of him.

Fu Shiyan’s hand paused. After a while, he pinched Xu Zhimian’s waist, making the boy jump up and glare. He said expressionlessly: “You’re asking the obvious.”

Xu Zhimian started tickling him: “How am I asking the obvious? You can’t be jealous every single day just because I was his tutor!”

Fu Shiyan pinned down the thrashing Xu Zhimian and countered: “Other than that? Nothing else?”

“Of course!”

Xu Zhimian was a bit dazed by the questioning, but then a realization dawned on him.

“You don’t actually think I was with him, do you?”

This time, it was Fu Shiyan who froze for two seconds. He said, “Weren’t you?”

Xu Zhimian pushed him away hard: “What kind of wild guesses are you making!”

No wonder Fu Shiyan always pulled a long face whenever he saw Gu Xingchen. So that’s what it was.

The truth was finally out.

Xu Zhimian found it a bit hilarious: “How could you ever think I was with him?”

Fu Shiyan’s expression shifted. After a long pause, he squeezed out a sentence: “I received some photos.”

“What photos? When?” He had only tutored Gu Xingchen for one semester.

Fu Shiyan remained silent for a while, then opened the bedroom safe and took out an envelope.

Xu Zhimian pulled out several photos.

They were in a hotel corridor. Gu Xingchen had one hand in his pocket, pinning Xu Zhimian against the wall. One was tall, the other shorter, under dim lighting—a lone Alpha and a lone Omega; it was indeed easy to misinterpret.

Seeing this photo, Xu Zhimian finally remembered when it was. Back then, Gu Xingchen was going on a spring trip and for some reason insisted on bringing him along. Xu Zhimian had initially refused, but Gu Xingchen offered an irresistible condition: he’d pay half a month’s tutoring fee just for the trip.

When things are too good to be true, there’s usually a catch, but at that time the deadline for his loan shark repayment was looming. Seeking fortune in danger, Xu Zhimian accepted the invitation.

As expected, Gu Xingchen had bad intentions—he wanted Xu Zhimian to install a surveillance camera in Qi Qingran’s study.

How could Xu Zhimian agree to something illegal? He refused immediately. To his surprise, the rich playboy’s face changed. With one hand in his pocket, he forced Xu Zhimian into a corner. Although there was a smile on his lips, his eyes were cold: “Teacher Xu, don’t refuse a polite offer only to be forced into a difficult one.”

That photo was taken at that exact moment.

“When I saw this photo, I thought the two of you were flirting.”

“What? Flirting?!”

Heaven as my witness, where did it look like flirting? The murderous intent in that “smiling tiger” Gu Xingchen’s eyes was practically overflowing.

After Xu Zhimian explained the whole story, he asked somewhat irritably, “Just because of a few photos, you judged me like that?”

“…” Fu Shiyan coughed twice. “Well, not just that. I returned to the country once.”

Fu Shiyan had seen the photos and immediately flown back.

He went to find Xu Zhimian once, at the main entrance of the Academy of Fine Arts. That day, he saw Xu Zhimian carrying a canvas bag and quickly running toward a Rolls-Royce.

Fu Shiyan watched in disbelief as his driver pulled the Bentley alongside the Rolls-Royce. He happened to see through the rear window glass that Gu Xingchen was pressing down on top of Xu Zhimian.

At that moment, Fu Shiyan felt a mix of emotions; he angrily assumed Xu Zhimian was dating Gu Xingchen and returned abroad, disheartened.

“!” Xu Zhimian remembered this time too, but Gu Xingchen wasn’t pressing on him—he was practically trying to kill him!

At the time, he had sent Gu Xingchen’s 30-point test score to Qi Qingran and guiltily offered to return the money, but Qi Qingran refused. “It’s his own fault. I will discipline him,” was Qi Qingran’s exact response.

Xu Zhimian didn’t know how he was disciplined, but Gu Xingchen had stormed to his door in a rage. As soon as Xu Zhimian got in the car, the man grabbed him by the throat.

Gu Xingchen was full of malice, gritting his teeth: “Teacher Xu, you really don’t know what’s good for you.”

Fortunately, Xu Zhimian reacted quickly and kicked Gu Xingchen in the stomach. Just then, Qi Qingran called to warn Gu Xingchen not to touch him, which saved him.

After explaining everything, Xu Zhimian remembered something else. He grabbed Fu Shiyan’s collar and frowned: “Since you came back to the country then, why didn’t you reply to my WeChat messages before, and why wouldn’t you even see me once?”

“When was this?”

“In April of that year.” Mentioning this, Xu Zhimian’s eyebrows drooped, looking very dejected.

“You mean, the month your grandmother passed away, you sent me messages?” Fu Shiyan grabbed his hand, staring into his eyes. He had a suspicion, and his voice trembled slightly: “You came to find me… to ask for help?”

Xu Zhimian said gloomily: “Yes. I… I really had no other way to get the money then.” Since he couldn’t reach Fu Shiyan, he took a risk and went to a loan shark, but his grandmother still couldn’t be saved.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry…”

Fu Shiyan showered him with tiny kisses, apologizing.

Xu Zhimian returned the kiss: “You were heartless enough back then. When Li Xi kicked me out of Rongguang, I was so, so sad.”

“…” Fu Shiyan pressed his forehead against Xu Zhimian’s. “It wasn’t that I didn’t want to see you; it was that I never received your messages at all.”

Xu Zhimian pushed him away instantly: “Why? Did you lose your phone?”

“I was in a car accident.”

The accident was caused by brake failure. Fu Shiyan was abroad at the time, and for a full six months, he was in a coma.

Li Xi had done his best to suppress the news of the accident and coma, but the other “old foxes” at Rongguang kept pushing, demanding Fu Shiyan make an appearance. Because he was gone so long, rumors even spread within the Fu family that something had happened to him and the leadership was about to change.

His phone was destroyed in the crash. By the time he woke up, it was already August of that year.

They had missed each other by four whole months.

Xu Zhimian’s eyes widened in shock: “You were in such a serious accident and you never told me!”

He reached out to unbutton Fu Shiyan’s shirt: “Let me see! Are there any scars? Do your knees hurt when it rains? You didn’t break any bones, did you? Does your chest hurt?”

Fu Shiyan caught his hands and smirked: “Don’t panic. I wasn’t injured elsewhere—I just hit my head and became a ‘vegetable’ in a coma for half a year.”

True, Xu Zhimian had been intimate with him so many times; if there were surgery scars, he would have noticed long ago.

He sighed in relief. “So that’s what happened.”

But why did it have to be like that? If it hadn’t been for that damn accident, they wouldn’t have missed so much time.