My Brother's Arranged Marriage Partner Is My Boyfriend - Chapter 48

But Mo Yichen didn’t chat for long; he walked away because he had things to attend to.

Before leaving, he reached out and patted Bai Nanxing’s head, saying in a gentle tone, “Just sit here and relax. No one will come to trouble you again.”

Bai Nanxing was half-doubting but nodded anyway.

He hadn’t eaten much at noon and was currently starving. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was bothering him, he sat down and began to bury his head in the food.

Just as Mo Yichen had said, no one actually came over to disturb his meal. There were only occasional people staring and whispering, but the moment he looked up, they would immediately pretend to be talking about something else.

Bai Nanxing acted as if he heard nothing and continued eating.

It wasn’t until the banquet was halfway through that everyone’s attention shifted to Gu Feng.

The nature of this kind of banquet was essentially an activity for the exchange of interests. Most people didn’t care about the gossip between wealthy families; they cared more about whether they could obtain beneficial projects from Gu Feng’s hands.

Therefore, most people were desperately trying to curry favor with Gu Feng.

Bai Nanxing’s presence could only be considered that of a freeloading guest. If it hadn’t been for Gu Shize coming over to cause trouble, most likely no one would have even known he existed.

Having eaten his fill, Bai Nanxing sat there bored, playing with his phone.

At that moment, a strange figure sat down beside him.

Bai Nanxing looked up. The man smiled and greeted him, but since he didn’t recognize him, Bai Nanxing ignored him and went back to looking down at his phone.

“You are Nanxing, right?” the man suddenly spoke.

The hand Bai Nanxing was using to swipe his phone suddenly paused. He slowly turned his head to size up the other person.

The man was in his forties, wearing glasses, with a somewhat mean-looking face. His features weren’t particularly handsome, but not ugly either—he was the kind of man who would look ordinary to the point of being indistinguishable in a crowd.

Especially when he smiled, his facial features moved in a way that felt very treacherous; he gave off a very uncomfortable vibe at first glance.

Bai Nanxing didn’t want to talk to him, so he turned his head back.

The man wasn’t angry; he smiled and moved his seat closer to Bai Nanxing. “Silence means consent. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Chen Jin, the current head of the Chen Group. I am a good friend of your father’s.”

Bai Nanxing repeated the name twice in his mind. In his memory, it seemed Bai Yi had brought this person home once, but he hadn’t come out of his room that day and had only vaguely heard Qiao Qian call out the name downstairs.

It seemed he had a very good relationship with Bai Yi.

It was just that he had never met the man, which was why he had no impression of Chen Jin.

“Does President Chen have some business?” Bai Nanxing asked unpleasantly.

Chen Jin leaned his body even closer, his “pig trotter” hand almost touching Bai Nanxing’s waist. “Last time I went to the Bai house, I didn’t see you, Xingxing. Is your schoolwork very busy? Next time I’ll mention it to President Bai and find a teacher to tutor you specifically. That way you can study at home and don’t have to run to school all the time. Isn’t that exhausting?”

Bai Nanxing was in a good mood tonight and didn’t intend to get entangled with this kind of person. He wanted to get up and go elsewhere to get some fresh air.

However, just as he stood up, Chen Jin firmly grabbed his hand.

But just as he wanted to make his next move, that hand was suddenly gripped deathly hard by someone else. Because the other party used excessive force, a crisp cracking sound came from the wrist area.

Chen Jin’s eyes immediately welled up with tears from the pain.

He looked up, about to curse out whichever blind fool had come to ruin his good time, but after seeing who the person standing behind him was, Chen Jin instantly wilted.

“Mo… Third Young Master Mo! Wh-why is it you!”

Mo Leyang’s gaze was terrifyingly dark. After pulling Chen Jin’s hand away from Bai Nanxing, his grip became even tighter.

Chen Jin really couldn’t take the pain this time and finally couldn’t help but shout: “It hurts, it hurts! Third Young Master, I was wrong, I was wrong! Let’s talk nicely, let go first, it’s going to break!”

Mo Leyang remained indifferent to his words. If this weren’t the Gu family’s territory, he would have snapped one of Chen Jin’s hands to vent his anger regardless of the consequences.

Mo Yichen’s actions earlier were enough to make him unhappy, but that was within a controllable range. But what kind of thing was this Chen Jin, that he also dared to lust after his prey!

“Mo Leyang, let go!”

Bai Nanxing could clearly feel that this madman was truly angry. His expression was so gloomy it was abnormal, appearing as if he might reach out and twist the man’s head off in the next second.

But this was the Gu family, and considering Chen Jin’s status, this madman would be satisfied, but in the end, the one who would suffer would be him!

“If you don’t let go, his hand really is going to break!” Bai Nanxing glared at him. “If you don’t let him go, don’t ever come looking for me again!”

Mo Leyang seemed to listen. With a cold snort, he fiercely flung Chen Jin’s hand away. “President Chen Jin, right? When it comes to an old cow eating tender grass, you’d better look at where the grass is growing. Be careful not to prick your mouth!”

Chen Jin rubbed his aching wrist, cold sweat instantly soaking his back. He hadn’t expected to be caught red-handed in such an act by a member of the Mo family.

And of all people, it had to be Mo Leyang.

Right now, even if he had a grievance, he had to swallow it, let alone when he was in the wrong.

He then rose quickly and slipped away as if he had seen a ghost. When passing other guest tables, he almost hit a chair and fell to the ground.

Quite a few people nearby saw it, but because Mo Leyang was there, they could only silently walk away and go elsewhere to discuss it in low voices.

Bai Nanxing was relieved that Mo Yichen was busy with his own affairs; otherwise, the situation would likely have been very difficult to settle.

“Why didn’t you dodge?” Mo Leyang suddenly turned around and asked.

Bai Nanxing wanted to explain, but explaining felt like making excuses, so he gave up. “I’m used to it.”

All the things he disliked, hated, or was forced into—from the initial unwillingness and reluctance of his ignorant youth to struggling with all his might—slowly, within this hopeless cage, he had gradually become numb.

It turned into helplessness, then acceptance, and finally, he was forced to become accustomed to it.

And being accustomed to something was precisely a very terrifying thing.

Mo Leyang said nothing. No thoughts could be read on his cold face; he seemed very angry, yet also merely unhappy. In short, he said nothing, didn’t even give Bai Nanxing another look, and turned to leave.

Bai Nanxing didn’t call out to him either. He suddenly felt that Chen Jin truly deserved to die. That madman Mo Leyang was definitely plotting something in his heart. The more he didn’t speak, the more it proved that whatever he was plotting was certainly nothing good.

He felt his head aching a bit and reached out to rub it. When he looked up, he found Zhou Lin walking toward him from the opposite side, waving as he approached.

Bai Nanxing felt very surprised. He had scanned the room when he entered and hadn’t seen Zhou Lin. But thinking carefully, since Gu Feng had even invited Mo Yichen, it wasn’t strange for Zhou Lin to be there.

The reason he hadn’t seen him earlier was likely because he had stepped away temporarily for something. Now that the banquet was halfway through and he felt bored, he came over to find Mo Leyang.

“He’s not here.”

“I saw.”

Zhou Lin didn’t beat around the bush and said whatever was on his mind. “Did you two have a fight? This is the first time I’ve seen Ah Yang so angry.”

Bai Nanxing didn’t want to mention what happened just now at all. He got a headache just looking at Zhou Lin. “So? Are you going to go coax him?”

“Shouldn’t it be you who goes to coax him?”

“How old is he?”

“What?”

“So big and still needing someone to coax him? Is he a giant baby? He hasn’t been weaned yet, has he? Then he should go home and find his mother.”

“…” Zhou Lin was momentarily speechless. “You’re already in that kind of relationship, and he’s angry… are you sure you’re not going to coax him a bit?”

Bai Nanxing asked with a serious expression, “What kind of relationship are we in?”

Only then did Zhou Lin understand. It turned out these two hadn’t completely cleared things up yet, no wonder they were at odds every day.

But they had clearly done the most intimate things together; they were only one step away. Given Mo Leyang’s character, as soon as the relationship was made clear, they would be together no matter what.

As for Mo Yuncheng’s side, he couldn’t handle Mo Leyang when he was a child—oh wait, it was because he really couldn’t control Mo Leyang that he sent him abroad directly. Now that he was grown up, he could forget about being able to control him.

Ultimately, the problem lay with the two of them.

He didn’t know what there was to be conflicted about. If you like someone, be with them. In such a simple matter, what could possibly be left unsaid?

Zhou Lin thought it through again. If it were Bai Nanxing, there should be no problem. So, the final problem lay with Mo Leyang.

“Shouldn’t this question be asked of the junior himself? Whatever relationship you think it is, that’s what it is.”

Bai Nanxing asked, “Did he tell you to say that? Or are you saying it yourself?”

Zhou Lin didn’t answer his words but asked in return, “What do you think, junior?”

Bai Nanxing naturally refused to answer. He had no obligation to confess his inner thoughts to Zhou Lin. Whatever relationship he and Mo Leyang defined for themselves was a matter between the two of them and had nothing to do with Zhou Lin.

Furthermore, he and Mo Leyang were merely “friends with benefits,” each taking what they needed. And Mo Leyang himself most likely thought the same way.

He had long passed the age of fantasy. The knights in fairy tales only protect the Prince Charming in their hearts. He was nothing more than a humble subject; it would never be his turn.

Currently, Mo Leyang’s kindness toward him was only because he was still a novelty and Mo Leyang wasn’t tired of him yet. When he had played enough, Mo Leyang would probably forget who he was and what his name was.

Thinking about it, Bai Nanxing squeezed out a bitter smile.

Zhou Lin didn’t quite understand his meaning and asked, “Between you two… if I may be so bold, if the junior needs it, I would be very happy to help.”

“No need, thank you.”

Bai Nanxing didn’t want to continue, so he changed the subject. “Why didn’t Chairman Mo come? Only letting Brother Chen deal with Gu Feng—won’t Gu Feng be unhappy?”

Seeing him change the subject so awkwardly, Zhou Lin didn’t press further and replied, “Old Man Mo has his eye on a new project recently and couldn’t find the time to attend. Brother Chen is the future heir of the Mo family, so this isn’t considered looking down on Old Man Gu.”

Wait, why did Bai Nanxing suddenly shift the topic to Mo Yichen?

Didn’t he know that Ah Yang and his older brother didn’t get along?

Zhou Lin felt as if something extraordinary had happened, so he asked tentatively, “Junior, what do you think of Brother Chen as a person?”

Bai Nanxing answered very seriously, “Brother Chen is mature and steady, and his abilities are very outstanding. Why do you ask?”

Zhou Lin: “…” It’s over. This is the rhythm of having to call him “sister-in-law” in the future!