After the Young Master’s Death, He was Kissed by His Mortal Enemy! - Chapter 62

Shen Ran’s eyes flew open wide, but he had no strength left to resist.

His mouth was already sealed by Cheng Yi’s, and his body could only submit to Cheng Yi’s relentless pursuit.

Meanwhile, Wei Hailan, blissfully unaware of what was happening inside the car, continued to ramble on and on about his troubles:

“So you know how I mentioned that guy A-Ming a few days ago… His real name’s Fu Yun. It was love at first sight for me!”

“Mm.”

Cheng Yi responded with a breathy hum.

His mouth was preoccupied with other things, and aside from the occasional grunt, he couldn’t spare any more words.

“And then, these past few days, I took on this hypnosis commission, right? And guess what? The person I’m supposed to hypnotize is Fu Yun! My task is to hypnotize him into obediently agreeing to an arranged marriage!”

“Mm.”

“But I like him! Of course I’m not going to hypnotize him. I’m definitely not sending him off to marry some random loser! Old Cheng, you get it, don’t you? You must understand! Imagine it—you wouldn’t want little Shen Ran ending up with someone sketchy, would you?!”

“Mm. That’s true. I get it.”

Cheng Yi actually took the time to speak this time—just a few words, but enough to show that he genuinely agreed with Wei Hailan’s point.

And in doing so, he gave the breathless Shen Ran a much-needed chance to recover. Thank you, Wei Hailan!

Still oblivious to the scene on the other end, Wei Hailan’s voice grew louder, encouraged by Cheng Yi’s support:

“Exactly! So I’ve decided—I’m going to help Fu Yun run away! Help him escape that awful engagement, and maybe, just maybe, we can be together! It’s happening tomorrow! —But something’s come up that’s messing with my plan!”

“Hmm?”

Cheng Yi’s rising intonation signaled his curiosity.

“Just now, my mom called me out of the blue! She said she’s feeling really unwell and wants me to take her for a full physical exam. And it’s scheduled for tomorrow! Cheng Yi, I seriously can’t get away!”

“Mm.”

“I can’t give up on Fu Yun. But I can’t leave my mom hanging either! So, so…!”

So what?

Shen Ran couldn’t help but perk up, fully curious now, ears straining to catch the drama.

Was Wei Hailan going to ask Cheng Yi to take Fu Yun and help him escape in his place?

Just as Shen Ran was listening with full attention, his chin was suddenly pinched—not too hard, but firm.

His shirt buttons finally met their end, popping open, as Cheng Yi’s voice murmured low against his ear:

“Shen Ran, when you’re kissing me, you’re not allowed to get distracted.”

…!

At the same time, Wei Hailan’s booming voice suddenly softened, turning hesitant and almost bashful:

“So, Old Cheng… can you go with my mom to the hospital for her check-up? Just treat her like she’s your mom. Your real mom! I’m begging you—just pretend to be her son for one day, please, please, pleeease!”

After finally laying out his big request, Wei Hailan seemed to notice something was off:

“Hello? Old Cheng? Why aren’t you saying anything?”

Thinking it was a signal issue, he brought the phone closer to his ear, but still heard nothing in response.

However…

“Old Cheng? Is your signal bad? I swear I’m hearing weird noises on your end. Like, rustling or something—it sounds really strange.”

No one answered.

But the “rustling” sounds Wei Hailan mentioned were getting louder.

Shen Ran’s face was burning. He had long since lost the strength to resist, and his shirt was now completely undone.

The car was parked in an underground garage. It was deserted and eerily quiet.

But the car door wasn’t closed—and it was winter.

With his shirt hanging open, his skin met the cold air, and Shen Ran couldn’t help instinctively leaning away.

But there was nowhere to hide. Cheng Yi only pulled him in tighter, wrapping him in his arms.

“Ranran,” Cheng Yi whispered, “the farther you get from me, the colder you’ll feel. Wouldn’t it be warmer… if you just stayed close?”

Shen Ran gritted his teeth. If you’d stop groping me, I wouldn’t be cold in the first place! What kind of twisted logic is that?!

But he couldn’t say anything.

Because he was afraid that if he let his guard down even a little, some incredibly compromising sounds might slip out.

“Afraid Wei Hailan might hear us?”

Cheng Yi chuckled, then raised his right hand and gently covered Shen Ran’s mouth. “There. Problem solved.”

If it had only been covering his mouth, that would’ve been fine.

But of course, Cheng Yi had to take it a step further—his thumb slipped in, subtly teasing.

Meanwhile, Wei Hailan was still repeating his desperate plea:

“Old Cheng? Hello?? Can you hear me or not? Please help me, I really need to chase after Fu Yun. I have to run away with him!!”

Cheng Yi’s voice finally came, low and almost lazy:

“He’s behind us in progress. They’ll definitely get married later than we do.”

A breathy, low murmur swept across Shen Ran’s ear, carried by a soft stream of air.

From the sound of it, Cheng Yi was in a very good mood.

Shen Ran closed his eyes weakly. It seemed Cheng Yi was unusually sensitive to the word marriage these days—like he was truly ready to wage war against it.

It was one thing to be jealous of Luo Mu and Ai Ziqing, but now even Wei Hailan had become part of the competition?

Wei Hailan is your best friend, Cheng Yi!

“Old Cheng? Old Cheng! Old Cheng~~ Ol—”

“Shut up.”

Wei Hailan’s voice was so loud and grating, Cheng Yi genuinely couldn’t understand how he could keep chattering endlessly without anyone responding.

“Oh! You heard me! I knew you’d help me, right? My mom likes you a lot too, Old Cheng. Please help me out, won’t you? Pleeease~”

“No.”

Cheng Yi’s tone was icy and his refusal immediate.

As he spoke, he finally let go of Shen Ran’s mouth.

With Wei Hailan on the line, even the best atmosphere was destined to fall apart.

“What?! You won’t help?!” Wei Hailan was first stunned, then launched into a flurry of questions: “We’ve been best friends for life, and you’re not gonna help me now?!”

Cheng Yi calmly began buttoning Shen Ran’s shirt one button at a time, then reached up to fix his tousled hair.

He ignored the way Shen Ran bared his teeth like a little angry pup, and let his slender fingers trail briefly over the flushed tip of Shen Ran’s ear.

Cheng Yi replied plainly, “I’ve got plans tomorrow too. Can’t help you.”

“You’ve got plans? I don’t believe it! What plans?”

“I’ll be attending the Shen Group’s annual gala tomorrow—as Ranran’s family member and boy–friend. Very busy.”

“Ranran? Family? Boyfriend?”

Wei Hailan repeated the words that Cheng Yi had very deliberately emphasized, and suddenly something clicked.

“Wait—hold on! Bro! You—did you just effing confess successfully?! You and Shen Ran are together now?!”

“Mm. Thanks to you. Gave him the ring, confessed, and now—Shen Ran’s mine.”

Show-off. That was just straight-up gloating!

Wei Hailan sounded devastated: “Cheng Yi! Me getting together with little Shen Ran had everything to do with my help! And now when your friend is in need, you won’t lift a finger?!”

“Hailan,”

Cheng Yi’s voice turned slow and casual.

“I remember you used to say I was the kind of guy who’d ditch friends for love. Well… I admit it now.”

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