[ABO] The Despised One Becomes an Internet Sensation After Marriage - Chapter 59

Chapter 59

Xu Zhimian loved the atmosphere of this day. Before going to sleep, he clung to Fu Shiyan and kept chattering away.

“I’d never ridden a jet ski before—it was so cool! After my surgery, I definitely want to do it again.”

Fu Shiyan listened patiently until he finished. “…You can come back as many times as you want.”

“But… it’s no fun coming alone.”

He wasn’t being particularly “behaved” while saying this; his hand slipped under Fu Shiyan’s undershirt, only to be pressed down firmly by the Alpha. Xu Zhimian simply sat on his lap. “You have to come with me.”

Fu Shiyan let out a soft chuckle. “When have I ever not accompanied you?”

Xu Zhimian blinked. “That’s true.”

He stared straight at Fu Shiyan, and as they drew closer, a pesky ringtone interrupted them. Fu Shiyan, looking none too pleased, grabbed the phone from the nightstand. “It’s for you.”

It was an unsaved, stranger’s number.

“Hello?” he answered.

“Is this Zhimian?”

Xu Zhimian frowned. It was his former manager, Chen Yubin. His contract termination with Sky Entertainment felt like it had happened a century ago. A visit from the “Great Hall” never came without a motive—this clearly wasn’t going to be good news.

“Who are you?” he asked, his tone unfriendly.

“I… haha, it’s Chen Yubin. Do you still remember me, Zhimian?” Chen Yubin’s attitude had done a complete 180-degree turn, reaching a level of sycophancy that was almost painful to hear.

“Oh,” Xu Zhimian let out a light laugh. “If it isn’t our ‘Great Manager Chen.’ What’s the occasion?”

“Haha,” Chen Yubin forced a laugh. “It’s like this, Zhimian… I was your manager for two years, after all. Everything in the past was because I was confused, a bastard, or out of my mind. I’m calling to apologize to you.”

Xu Zhimian exchanged a surprised look with Fu Shiyan and spoke into the receiver: “I wouldn’t dare accept that. After all, I’m just a ‘lowly dog.’ How could I possibly listen to an apology from the Great Manager Chen?”

He was throwing Chen Yubin’s old insults back at him. Hearing this, Fu Shiyan suddenly gripped Zhimian’s wrist tightly, his eyes demanding: He really said that to you?

Xu Zhimian pouted and nodded. “Yes.”

On the other end, Chen Yubin was terrified. “No, no, no! I am the dog! It was my foul mouth!”

He had never imagined Xu Zhimian could bounce back from rock bottom. If he had known Zhimian could get with the Fu family, he wouldn’t have dared say those things if he had ten times the courage.

An executive nearby impatiently gestured for Chen Yubin to get to the point, mouthing: The main business!

“Please, be the bigger person and let us go. Even if you were asked to accompany guests for drinks back then, you didn’t actually go, right? Nothing happened, isn’t that so? We’ve paid the breach of contract fees, haven’t we? And if I hadn’t given you the chance to attend that dinner, you wouldn’t have met your President Fu, right? So… how about you just let us off?”

Even if I was a guest, nothing happened? And that dinner…

He claimed to be apologizing, but there wasn’t a hint of remorse in his words. Xu Zhimian was beginning to fume, but before he could speak, Fu Shiyan took the phone.

He let out a cold sneer. “Let you off? You’re dreaming.”

“! Pre… President Fu?”

The other end of the line was suddenly drenched in cold sweat. Fu Shiyan said icily, “Put the Sky Entertainment executives on the phone.”

Ever since the lawsuit, Sky Entertainment had been facing disaster after disaster. Their artists were being exposed one after another with undeniable evidence; no amount of money could take down the trending hashtags. Their top star, Jiang Xiaocheng, had lost her case, and the public sentiment was entirely one-sided. Their “cash cow” had even been played into the ICU, and none of the newcomers had any fame.

The major shareholders were pulling out their investments. The executives were frantic, knowing Fu Shiyan was behind it, but they didn’t dare approach him directly, which is why they called Xu Zhimian to beg for mercy.

Hearing a new person on the line, Fu Shiyan stroked Xu Zhimian’s waist while speaking coldly: “Is CEO Lei scared already? This is just the beginning.”

Lei Ping was horrified. “President Fu! No, no, no—please, calm down. Sky Entertainment will definitely stay in its lane from now on. We just ask for a way to survive. And… and look, Xu Zhimian is an artist who came from our company after all…”

Xu Zhimian poked his arm and whispered, “Don’t let them off!”

Fu Shiyan didn’t want to hear any more. “Instead of begging me here, you’d better start preparing your legal team.”

Lei Ping immediately understood the underlying meaning, and his spine went cold. Their company had forced many artists to “accompany” guests for drinks or sleep; since most wanted to stay in the industry, few refused resources in exchange for their bodies, but they had indeed forced a few. This was common practice in the circle, but it didn’t make it legal.

He panicked: “President Fu, we can talk this out! We can negotiate!”

Fu Shiyan ignored him and gave a final warning: “If you dare call again, I won’t mind seeing your company at the top of the hot searches tomorrow.”

Click—

The phone was tossed aside. Xu Zhimian was suddenly pinned down. The Alpha’s aura was dangerous as he asked with displeasure, “How exactly did he insult you? Tell me every word.”

Xu Zhimian angrily recounted how Chen Yubin had called him a “female dog.” Even though a month had passed, the memory was vivid.

Fu Shiyan pinched his face and instructed heavily, “In the future, if you’re mistreated, don’t hold it in. President Fu will back you up.”

Xu Zhimian’s anger vanished instantly. He wrapped his arms around Fu Shiyan’s neck, his eyes bright. “Then… does that mean I can walk sideways now (like a bully)?”

“You can walk vertically if you want.”

At this point, Xu Zhimian remembered the matter with Wu Hang’s company. “The investigation into Cheng Rui… was that you?”

Fu Shiyan arched an eyebrow in surprise. “How did you know about that?”

Wu Hang from Cheng Rui had conspired with a project manager in Fu’s group to leak secrets and embezzle funds. Fu Shiyan had struck them as soon as he returned from abroad, purging the “old foxes” from the Fu family with lightning speed and overhauling the entire Glory Group. That was why he had been in meetings all day back then.

As for Wu Hang, he wouldn’t be let off easily; Fu Shiyan had already arranged for people to “teach him a lesson” in prison. He hadn’t told Xu Zhimian any of these dirty details.

An Alpha should handle the revenge; there was no need for Xu Zhimian to know the specifics.

Xu Zhimian stared at him for a moment, then leaned up to kiss the corner of Fu Shiyan’s eye. “Fu Shiyan, I think I’m going to love you to death.”

This “straight ball” hit Fu Shiyan right in the heart. He turned his head, their noses brushing against each other. The intimacy made Xu Zhimian happy, and he leaned in to kiss Fu Shiyan’s lips, blocking whatever the man was about to say.

Xu Zhimian loved the feeling of skin-to-skin contact with Fu Shiyan. So, when Fu Shiyan suggested holding him while they slept tonight, he agreed without a second thought. He snuggled into the Alpha’s arms, burying his head in the crook of his neck, feeling the heat and vitality of the man’s body.

Just like a kitten, Fu Shiyan thought.

The beautiful kitten looked up, stole a glance at him, and then whispered in his ear, “Can we be like this forever?”

Holding each other every day.

Xu Zhimian blinked happily. Fu Shiyan kissed him gently between the brows. “Of course.”

…

The next morning, the bed was already cold when he woke up. He sat up dazed and heard Fu Shiyan on the balcony, talking to someone on the phone.

“Send the flowers backstage first. Yes, I’ll handle the decorations myself…”

Before he could finish, Fu Shiyan was suddenly wrapped in warmth from behind. He froze for a moment. The early morning sea breeze was a bit chilly, and his skin was cooler than Xu Zhimian’s.

Xu Zhimian pressed against him, his voice thick with sleep. “What are you decorating…”

“Talk later.” Fu Shiyan hung up, turned around, and hugged Xu Zhimian back. “Why are you up so early?”

“You too.” He buried his face in Fu Shiyan’s chest and yawned.

“Sleep a bit longer?”

“No,” Xu Zhimian shook his head. “If you’re up, I’m up.”

After saying that, he headed to the bathroom to freshen up.

As the show approached its finale, the tasks became more about giving “fan service”—

“Today’s task: Complete a timeline together. The more detailed, the better.”

Xu Zhimian brought out a massive sheet of paper. He wrote down a timestamp: the day they first met. Fu Shiyan took the pen from him and drew an arrow even further back.

“April 13th.”

That was the day Fu Shiyan first saw him.

Xu Zhimian wrote down many dates that were memorable to him, and Fu Shiyan supplemented them.

“December 10th: Mianmian hid behind the art studio crying because his painting was ruined by water.”

Xu Zhimian was shocked. “How… how did you know that?”

That was three years ago. Fu Shiyan had donated a lot of equipment to the Academy of Fine Arts and was discussing it with the person in charge. He passed by Xu Zhimian’s studio intending to see him, only to find him crouching by the flowerbed outside, crying secretly.

He cried with such restraint—eyes red, biting his lip, tears hitting the ground. Crouched there, he looked so small, like a lost kitten. At that moment, Fu Shiyan desperately wanted to pick that kitten up and take him home.

“So, you liked me back then, didn’t you?” Xu Zhimian poked his arm. Since Fu Shiyan was wearing an undershirt, his muscular, well-defined arm was exposed. Xu Zhimian couldn’t help but poke it a few more times.

Fu Shiyan looked at him with indulgence. “Probably.” He couldn’t quite explain it; he just felt a deep sense of pity and tenderness.

“You definitely did. Stubborn Alpha.”

Fu Shiyan didn’t argue. He kept writing.

“January 6th: This kitten brought back a rose in his mouth, so I counted it as him giving me flowers.” “March 5th: This kitten stole a kiss while I was sleeping.” “March 18th: The kitten tried to bite my gland secretly. When I caught him, he muttered that biting an Alpha’s gland won’t make a piece of meat fall off.” “March 19th: The kitten gave me a massage.” “…”

Xu Zhimian thought these little things had happened so long ago that Fu Shiyan wouldn’t remember. To his surprise, Fu Shiyan wrote them down one by one. The timeline was packed with their shared memories. Important dates were highlighted, while the rest were small daily occurrences—the moments they fell in love.

Netizens suddenly noticed a pattern.

[Chat]: Why is the marriage registration there, but no proposal or wedding ceremony? [Chat]: Yeah, they don’t even have wedding rings. [Chat]: Maybe they got married first and will have the ceremony later? Looking at their registration date, it was quite recent. Maybe they haven’t had time. [Chat]: So the question is: should we get engaged then married, or get married then engaged? [Chat]: They’ve come to a show like this, so a proposal and wedding are definitely in the cards. [Chat]: I hope so! I’m actually looking forward to it. I’ve been an anti-fan for so long, I’ve actually developed feelings for them.