Every Day After Marriage Is Really Fragrant

by Usui Takumii

not mine, asia novel dot net. Beware bl, mpreg and mtl.

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Every Day After Marriage Is Really Fragrant

by 东风几许

Yu Antong suffers from congenital heart disease and lives carefully everyday. He didn't expect that in the end he would die in an accident. At the last moment of his life, he only regretted that his short life was tasteless.

When he opened his eyes again, he was transmigrated into a book and he was overjoyed in getting a healthy body.

As soon as he passed through, he was getting married and what more his marriage partner is still the dream lover of many zeros in the book!.

Yu Antong let go of himself, being happy every day.

At the beginning, Xing Lixuan: It seems different from the investigation, what kind of family can cultivate this evildoer?

Later, Xing Lixuan: The wife he married is really clingy and the way he calls him husband always makes him uncomfortable but for some reason he doesn't want to stop it.

Finally, all of Xing Dashao's friends said that they already know that Xing Dashao's wife is a good at cooking, earns a lot of money, and looks good. They hope that in the future, Xing Dashao can stop talking about his wife and let them single dogs live!

Xing Lixuan: You don't know how cute my wife is at home, but I won't say that.

Half a year later, Yu Antong touched his belly and was shocked: "I 'm pregnant?! Xing Lixuan, you get here!! I want Divorce!!!"

Xing Lixuan: "Wife, we already have a child, don't make trouble."

Yu Antong: I regret it now, I only thought this was a romance novel but never know this was a male pregnant one!

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Chapter 1

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At the wedding reception, Yu Antong noticed Xing Lixuan heading towards the restroom. Feeling the call of nature himself, he decided to follow.

Yu Antong unzipped his trousers next to Xing Lixuan. As the clear sound of Xing's stream hitting the porcelain stopped, Yu's curiosity got the better of him, and he sneaked a glance towards Xing.

After all, standing beside him was the dominant lead character from the book, rumored to be the very epitome of masculinity.

Yu Antong took a quick peek.

He then gasped, exclaiming, "It's enormous!"

He then looked down at his own.

Sighing internally, he wondered, "How can there be such a disparity between two men, even considering their respective roles?"

"Shameless!" Xing Lixuan frowned deeply, shooting a disgusted glare at Yu Antong.

The man who always kept his composure during intense business negotiations was now flustered, hastily adjusting his trousers.

"What's the matter?" Yu Antong teased as he approached Xing Lixuan, "Not only did I want to see, but I might want to use it too."

"In your dreams!" Xing Lixuan retorted, his forehead veins bulging in irritation. He quickly distanced himself from Yu, walking out in long strides.

In stark contrast to Xing Lixuan's frustration, Yu Antong cheerfully hummed a tune as he returned to the lounge.

Who would have thought that after a car accident, he would find himself in a novel?

At the moment of the accident, Yu Antong thought he was done for. In the last second before he lost consciousness, he regretted living such a dull life, solely focusing on his health.

Perhaps it was his unwillingness to let go, but after what felt like an eternity, he was awakened by the deafening sounds of firecrackers, only to find himself in unfamiliar surroundings.

"Why are you still in bed? Don't you know what day it is?" The bedroom door burst open, and in stormed a middle-aged man in red traditional attire. Upon seeing Yu Antong still in bed, he looked extremely displeased.

Yu Antong was bewildered. "What day is it? Care to enlighten me?"

What on earth was happening?

Noticing Yu Antong's clueless expression, the middle-aged man's disdain was palpable. Yet, his voice changed, feigning kindness with an underlying threat, "After you're married into the Xing family, make sure you visit often. Your sister, An Nan, will miss you."

After saying that, the man stepped aside to let a few attendants in, "Get him ready. The Xing family's procession will be here shortly. We can't miss the auspicious hour."

Getting married? What's happening? Moreover, he was an orphan abandoned by his parents; since when did he have a sister?

Wait a minute, An Nan? That name sounded familiar. Where had he heard it before?

Before Yu Antong could collect his thoughts, he was hustled by several women into changing clothes and then seated in front of a makeup mirror.

The face in the mirror had delicate, fair skin with exquisite features, especially the expressive, captivating eyes.

His eyes, a unique phoenix shape, were not too elongated. They gave him a gentle, warm gaze, the slight upward tilt adding an unapproachable nobility, balancing out his rather stunningly beautiful appearance for a man.

It was undoubtedly the face he found so irresistible even when looking at himself.

He reached out to touch his Adam's apple—it was still there. No doubt, he was still a man.

Yu Antong wondered: Since when could men marry in the dynasty?

A flash of memory streaked across his mind, swift as lightning.

He recalled it—the name An Nan. Wasn't she the sister of the novel's main character he was following, "Spoiled by the Rich"?

He had amusingly commented when he first discovered the novel: "The protagonist shares my name! I'm definitely reading this!"

Someone replied to his comment: "Be careful of novel-transmigration!"

Back then, he had laughed it off, but now, could it be that he had indeed transmigrated into the story, becoming the character with his name?!

Pushing away the makeup artist working on his face, Yu Antong said, "I need a moment in the restroom."

Once inside, the shock induced a rapid heartbeat. In this confined, silent space, the pulsing was all the more pronounced.

Pausing for a moment, he placed a hand over his heart. The robust rhythm excited him further.

He was born with congenital heart disease, frail since childhood. His heartbeat had never felt this strong before.

It made sense why he felt different upon waking. The chronic frailty he was accustomed to was gone. He now possessed a healthy body!

A healthy body—something Yu Antong had never dared to dream of. It was as if he was reborn.

He hopped in place a couple of times.

No discomfort in his heart whatsoever!

His reflection in the mirror showed flushed cheeks, radiating life, a far cry from his past pale and feeble appearance.

Elated, Yu Antong began to jump around in the restroom, laughing gleefully, eyes misting up, almost on the verge of tears of joy.

After composing himself, he stepped out, allowing the makeup artist to continue, while recollecting the novel's plot.

In the story, after Yu Antong's parents died in a plane crash during his childhood, he and his sister were adopted by their greedy uncle, Yu Qingnian, who coveted their inheritance.

Under their uncle's roof, the siblings faced maltreatment and hardship.

That was until rumors spread about the heir of the Xing family being gay.

Yu Qingnian, always striving for the top tier of the city's elite, initially took the rumors lightly. After all, in a prestigious family like the Xings, even if the heir did have such inclinations, it was but a fleeting dalliance. In the end, he would still marry a woman to bear heirs.

The domineering matriarch of the Xing family would never allow her only grandson to marry a man.

But then, an idea struck him. His face lit up with hope. Yu Qingnian envisioned the pathway to the upper echelons laying right before him.

After two days of contemplation, he hurried to the Xing residence, met with the family's matriarch, and astonishingly, brokered a matrimonial alliance between the two families.

Many readers have commented, questioning what exactly Uncle Yu said that could make Mrs. Xing force the protagonist to marry a man.

No matter how much the readers inquired, the author only responded: "It's a foreshadowing. If you're curious, dear readers, keep following the story."

The book's synopsis depicted a gentle and affectionate 'uke' versus a domineering 'seme' who verbally disapproves but is genuinely infatuated. Sadly, the author's skills didn't live up to it, causing character inconsistency.

The uke, who was supposed to be tender and easily wooed, was inexplicably portrayed as a saintly figure. Even when the Yu family went overboard, he would retaliate with kindness, emphasizing they were still family.

Yu AnTong, with a can't-stop-now mentality, continued reading despite the discomfort, mainly because the description of the protagonist's seme was too enticing.

A sharp nose, slender fingers, a well-built torso, he appears aloof and arrogant in public but becomes incredibly shy when in love. He might voice his complaints, but his actions scream devotion. He's the utmost husband material.

He's eagerly waiting for the seme's transformation in the story.

But not all readers were as patient as him. Most claimed to be misled by the synopsis, rating it lowly, criticizing the uke for being too sanctimonious and not matching the seme's stature, even demanding a character replacement.

Influenced by the readers' feedback, the author shockingly revealed in the latest update that they planned to 'write off' Yu AnTong and introduce a new uke.

That's when Yu AnTong lost his Zen-like approach.

With his failing health making each day uncertain, he worried about burdening young men with his condition. Having never dated in his 20 years, he treasured finding a character sharing his name and identity in a novel. He wanted to live vicariously, romancing the seme, but the author was not only destabilizing the story but now planning to kill his character. In frustration, Yu AnTong commented, "Dropping this story!"

A few days later, having some free time, Yu AnTong revisited the novel, curious about the subsequent chapters.

To his surprise, there were no new updates from the author.

It turned out, after the author's announcement to change the uke, half of the remaining readers revolted, commenting that they'd abandon the story.

The author, overwhelmed, declared in the synopsis: "This story has been abandoned and will never be resumed."

Feeling cheated, Yu AnTong harbored resentment towards the author but still remembered the story vividly.

While lost in thought, which only lasted minutes, something happened.

Before he realized, the Xing family's procession arrived for the wedding, but the seme, Xing LiXuan, he was most looking forward to seeing, was absent.

Understandable, since Xing LiXuan was being forced into the marriage. His displeasure was expected.

En route to the wedding venue, Yu AnTong pondered if he should flee. Even though the seme was depicted as dashingly handsome in the novel, marrying a complete stranger felt rather rash.

But the moment he saw the real Xing LiXuan upon alighting from the car, his decision was made.

marry!

In the wedding backstage lounge, Xing LiXuan sat on a sofa, feigning sleep.

He looked youthful with sharp facial features, neatly combed-back hair exposing a broad forehead and fierce eyebrows.

[Note: "哔嘀阁" seems out of context. It might be a term or a placeholder, so I've left it as "Bidi Ge."]

His prominent nose bridge and thin lips radiated a strong masculine aura.

Disturbed by the noise, Xing Lixuan furrowed his brow and lazily opened his eyes, visibly annoyed at being interrupted.

The man's gaze was momentarily languid and hazy, but it quickly sharpened into a penetrating depth, radiating a commanding presence. His tailored black suit accentuated this aura, making it easy to forget that he was just twenty-five years old.

Yu Antong's heart skipped a beat. "He's breathtakingly handsome!"

His once dormant heart as a character in the novel immediately awakened; every feature of this man was exactly to his liking.

The suit looked impeccable on him, utterly top-tier!

It's no wonder the author exaggeratedly described Xing Lixuan as the dream man for every young person in Jiang City.

"I'm totally smitten with this man!"

Trapped in a book and gifted with an ideal spouse? This is perhaps the greatest stroke of luck I've ever had.

Recalling his previous life of hesitations and twenty years of solitude, now with a second chance and a potentially short life span, why hesitate? It's time to live it up!

After all, it's just a fictional universe. Being with a character has no real consequences, and given the author intended for his character to perish, shouldn't he seize every joyous moment while he can?

...

"Hurry, the auspicious time is upon us! Where are the rings? Have you got them?" the wedding planner anxiously ushered the two from the restroom to the stage, "Alright, alright, just don't lose them. Let's go."

...

On stage, two grooms stood in their elegant attire—one tall and striking, the other lean with unparalleled beauty.

Individually, both were undoubtedly striking, but together their energies felt a tad mismatched.

The shorter groom seemed relaxed with a constant smile. The taller one, however, appeared tense, as if he might bolt any second.

The audience wasn't fazed. In the world of the elite, nothing is truly surprising. Same-sex marriage had been legalized years ago, and this wasn't the first pair to wed.

What was truly peculiar to the attendees wasn't the wedding itself, but the stark contrast in social standing between the two men.

While the Yu family held some reputation in Jiang City, it paled in comparison to the Xing family's stature. The match seemed uneven, and there was no obvious affection from the younger Xing towards his groom.

"May I ask if the two handsome grooms are ready to commit to each other, to love, honor, and cherish for a lifetime?" Having witnessed all kinds of dramatic events, the MC decided to keep things brief and straightforward.

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Chapter 2

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"I do," said Yu Antong breezily.

"I...do," Xing Lixuan gritted out the words.

"May the groom exchange rings now," the officiant stated succinctly.

Yu Antong pulled out a ring, quickly slipping it onto Xing Lixuan's finger, then extended his own hand, "Your turn."

Xing Lixuan reluctantly followed suit.

Observing the groom's clearly unhappy expression, the officiant hesitated for a long moment before daring to say, "The groom may now kiss his partner."

Yu Antong turned his gaze to Xing Lixuan, who remained still, clearly uncooperative.

Undeterred, Yu Antong tiptoed, wrapped his hands around Xing Lixuan's neck, and initiated a kiss.

Despite Xing Lixuan's resistance, Yu Antong persisted for a full three seconds before pulling away, whispering, "Happy wedding day, husband."

After uttering those words, a smiling Yu Antong couldn't believe he was now married. Maybe it was all just a dream. Maybe he'd wake up and still be the frail person he always was.

The officiant, having held his breath throughout, wiped the sweat from his brow, relieved the ceremony had proceeded smoothly.

Subsequently, the couple stepped off the stage and headed to the lounge to quickly snack before attending to their guests.

Xing Lixuan was in a sour mood, and he accepted every drink offer without refusal.

Yu Antong had always been frail. He had merely tasted alcohol before, never consuming it in any significant amount, hence he was uncertain of his alcohol tolerance.

The wedding guest list was expansive, a mandate from Yu Qingnian, who insisted on holding a grand celebration.

Yu Qingnian had always aspired to gain a foothold in the real estate industry.

Everyone wants a slice of the cake, but it's not so easily obtained. Yu Qingnian couldn't break into that circle, whereas the Xing family, with their early foresight, had long dominated a significant portion of the real estate market.

The union between the Xing and Yu families, coupled with a grand wedding, undoubtedly elevated the Yu family's stature in Jiangcheng's business circle.

"Congratulations, Mr. Yu! Your nephew is truly a sight to behold, quite the match with young master Xing. A match made in heaven."

"Indeed, Mr. Yu has done an excellent job raising the child..."

"Thank you, thank you!"

Listening to the surrounding praises, Yu Qingnian gleefully clinked glasses with the guests, confident in the newfound respect he commanded.

The wine served during the toasts was mostly diluted with water, so after all the rounds, Yu Antong felt no discomfort.

It seems my alcohol tolerance isn't too shabby! Even though it was diluted, I've had quite a bit after all these toasts.

Yu Antong thought smugly.

After the toasts, the couple retreated to a private room designated for the Xing family.

A sophisticated middle-aged woman approached, saying warmly, "Finished with the toasts? Come sit, Tongtong."

Yu Antong recognized her as Xing Lixuan's mother; he had paid his respects with tea during the ceremony.

Somewhat awkwardly, he greeted Xing's parents, addressing them as 'mom' and 'dad'. Xing's mother then brought him over to an elderly lady, prompting, "Tongtong, call her 'grandma'."

The elderly lady seemed frail, but her sharp eyes seemed as though they could peer right into one's soul. Despite her age, remnants of her youthful elegance were evident.

The pronounced laugh lines on her face gave her a stern appearance. Though she was petite, the well-read Yu Antong knew this elderly woman held significant sway in the Xing family. It was largely her influence that had brought about his marriage to Xing Lixuan.

Yu Antong quickly assessed her, then obediently greeted, "Hello, Grandma."

"Hmm," the elderly matriarch responded, handing Yu Antong a red envelope. "Good boy. Live a good life with Lixuan."

Oddly enough, despite her instrumental role in orchestrating the wedding, the old lady's face didn't betray much joy.

"I will, thank you, Grandma," replied Yu Antong, taking the envelope but still observing the old woman.

If he wasn't mistaken, there seemed to be a hint of scrutiny and displeasure in her gaze.

Internally, Yu Antong scoffed. If she was so unsatisfied, why did she force her beloved grandson to marry him?

Xing Lixuan also noticed his grandmother's expression, sharing Yu Antong's sentiments.

Xing Lixuan, with a furrowed brow, said to his grandmother, "If there's nothing else, I'd like to retire for some rest."

Today, his mood was particularly sour, and even his usually respectful tone towards his grandmother had an edge to it.

Noticing Xing Lixuan's dark mood, the elderly lady refrained from commenting further. "You've had quite a bit to drink," she said. "Let the driver take you home. Yu, please look after him."

Given that he naturally lacked familial ties, Yu Antong wasn't accustomed to dealing with these people. He quickly acknowledged her request, hurrying to keep up with Xing Lixuan's brisk pace.

Xing Lixuan didn't reside in the Xing family mansion; he lived in a nearby apartment complex close to his office.

The wedding venue was about a thirty-minute drive from Xing Lixuan's residence.

As soon as they entered the car, Xing Lixuan leaned back with his eyes closed, paying no attention to Yu Antong, who, feeling the effects of the alcohol, remained silent for the journey.

Upon arrival, Xing Lixuan was the first to disembark, only to realize Yu Antong hadn't followed.

Even though he didn't particularly like Yu Antong, now that they were married, he couldn't just abandon him.

He turned back, opening Yu Antong's car door to find him sound asleep.

"Hey, wake up!" He leaned in, shaking Yu Antong with a hint of impatience. Xing Lixuan felt like his years of cultivated patience were being tested.

"Hmm~" Yu Antong opened his eyes in a daze, seeing Xing Lixuan's handsome face close by, thinking he was in a dream.

Xing Lixuan said, "Now that you're awake, get out."

However, Yu Antong clung to Xing Lixuan's neck, feigning sleep. "I'm not awake, carry me, hubby."

Caught off guard, Xing Lixuan lost his balance, tumbling into the back seat with Yu Antong.

Laughing, Yu Antong teased, "Hubby, you're quite eager, aren't you?"

Startled by his nonsensical words, Xing Lixuan quickly covered Yu Antong's mouth. Feeling embarrassed, he glanced at the driver, his face red with mortification. "What are you yelling about?!"

With the obstacle removed, Yu Antong leaned in, licking the palm of Xing Lixuan's hand in his 'dreamy' state.

"You!" The sensation of the wet touch made Xing Lixuan pull back in disbelief.

Yu Antong murmured, "Hubby, hold me."

"Damn it! Shut up," Xing Lixuan growled.

Fearing what this drunken fool might utter next, Xing Lixuan hurriedly helped Yu Antong out of the car, urging the driver to leave.

As the driver left, Xing Lixuan visibly relaxed, supporting Yu Antong as they waited for the elevator.

In his inebriated state, Yu Antong's expressive eyes glistened, gazing affectionately at Xing Lixuan. In a soft voice, he cooed, "Hubby~"

After calling out, he shyly buried his face into Xing Lixuan's chest.

"Damn it!" Xing Lixuan felt overwhelmed by the sudden intimacy, the warmth from Yu Antong's face seeping through the thin summer fabric. A peculiar sensation swelled in his chest, leading him to curse under his breath.

To his surprise, that comment hit a nerve. Yu Antong perked up playfully, saying, "Oh, you naughty husband, being so straightforward. Give me a kiss first."

Saying so, he puckered up, expecting a kiss.

The elevator door opened, revealing a middle-aged couple stepping out. Caught off guard by the sight of two men embracing, they paused, then quickly averted their eyes in embarrassment.

Once the couple left, Xing Lixuan, a vein throbbing in his forehead, steered Yu Antong into the elevator.

As the elevator doors closed, Xing Lixuan distinctly heard the retreating couple mutter, "Young people these days, really..."

For a split second, Xing Lixuan considered leaving Yu Antong behind. He regretted turning back for him earlier.

Xing Lixuan watched the elevator's floor indicator, praying to reach their floor quickly.

Unaware of his predicament, Yu Antong saw how close Xing Lixuan's face was to his own and couldn't resist.

Standing on tiptoes, he planted a soft kiss.

A gentle "smack" echoed, sounding especially loud in the enclosed space.

Never having been kissed, Xing Lixuan's ears turned beet red. He exclaimed in exasperation, "What on earth are you trying to do?!"

Once they reached their apartment, Xing Lixuan beelined to the bedroom and tossed Yu Antong onto the bed with its bright red wedding linens.

Sitting on the edge, Xing Lixuan felt more exhausted than if he'd run ten kilometers.

Fatigued, slightly inebriated, and having woken early, he felt an overwhelming wave of sleepiness. He intended to freshen up and rest.

He tried... and failed to rise.

Turning, he saw Yu Antong gripping his shirttail.

Lying on the bed made Yu Antong sleepy too, yet he still managed to mutter dreamily, "Husband, kiss..."

Seeing him genuinely drunk, Xing Lixuan cautiously asked, "How did you and Yu Qingnian persuade my grandmother to let you marry me?"

Here, 'you' referred to both Yu Antong and Yu Qingnian.

Xing Lixuan couldn't fathom his grandmother's thinking—insisting he marry a man whose only redeeming quality was his looks.

His grandmother wasn't unreasonable. Like many elderly people, she nagged him to date and get married once he began working. But it was always gentle prodding, meant to keep him on track.

Fed up with the nagging, he finally came out to his family, telling them he was gay and wouldn't be marrying a woman.

While his family struggled with acceptance, they eventually came around. His grandmother was heartbroken but stopped pressing him about marriage.

Recently, she was diagnosed with late-stage lung cancer, with the prognosis giving her at most six months.

After that, she hinted that he should bring home a boy he liked, emphasizing that gender didn't matter. What mattered was finding someone compatible and kind. She wouldn't interfere in his love life.

Given all this, Xing Lixuan was utterly baffled as to why she suddenly insisted on him marrying Yu Antong.

The elderly lady had always doted on him. When he fell into the water as a child while playing, without hesitation, she jumped into the icy winter waters to save him, leaving her with lingering health issues ever since.

Her love for him went beyond the typical bond between grandparents and grandchildren. She had also saved his life. So, when she began to stubbornly refuse food, Xing Lixuan felt compelled to agree to marry Yu Antong.

In truth, if he had truly been against the marriage, he could have refused. But he knew that she only wanted what was best for him, and so, during the last six months of her life, he decided to humor her wishes.

He had others investigate Yu Antong multiple times and found him to be unremarkable, even incompetent.

But this seemed like a positive aspect to Xing Lixuan; such a person would be easier to manage. After the marriage, he planned to sideline Yu and then gradually persuade the elderly lady.

Yet, the man before him was quite different from the report. It was intriguing.

His thoughts were interrupted by Yu Antong's voice.

Yu Antong mumbled, "You're asking me? Haha, how would I know? You should... you should ask the author."

"Ask who?"

Yu Antong's last words were so faint that even when Xing Lixuan leaned in closer, he couldn't catch them. He pressed on, "Clarify, why did you agree to marry

Something seemed to tickle Yu Antong's fancy as he covered his face and giggled, saying amidst laughter, "Oh, how could I possibly say~"

Xing Lixuan was speechless. He should've known better than to expect a straight answer from this man.

As he removed Yu's hand from his clothes and stood up, Yu Antong cheerfully suggested, "Kiss me and I'll tell you."

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Chapter 3

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"Are you genuinely drunk?" Xing Lixuan started to suspect that Yu might be pretending to be inebriated to take advantage of the situation.

"Of course I'm drunk. Why else would I dream about getting married? And my husband is super handsome!" Yu Antong continued seamlessly.

Squinting with his beautiful almond-shaped eyes, not seeing Xing Lixuan, he gestured around, "Hey, where's my husband? The tall, handsome one? He was just here.

Sitting up and searching, he burst into laughter when his eyes landed on Xing Lixuan, reaching out, "Husband~ There you are."

After some contemplation, driven by curiosity, Xing Lixuan proposed, "If I kiss you, will you tell me why you married me?"

Growing tired, Yu Antong lowered his arms, tilting his head playfully, "Okay."

Gazing into Yu Antong's alluring, smiling eyes, Xing Lixuan began to think that a simple kiss might not be so hard after all.

He felt as though he too might be intoxicated.

Slowly, he leaned in.

Xing Lixuan leaned down and lightly brushed his lips against Yu Antong's slightly puckered ones, then recoiled as if he had been burned.

Stepping back, Xing Lixuan subconsciously licked his lips, realizing the sensation of a kiss was soft and warm.

It seems... not unpleasant.

Yu Antong, previously seated, fell backward onto the bed in a fit of giggles, rolling joyfully.

"So that's what a kiss feels like~ I quite like it."

At that, Xing Lixuan blurted out, "Was that your first kiss with anyone?"

He found it hard to believe that this was Yu Antong's first kiss, given the confidence he just displayed.

"Hehe, yes, yes it was," Yu Antong replied gleefully. "But I got married today! After tonight, I'll go from a young man to a young husband!"

Xing Lixuan held his forehead, wondering what sort of background could produce such an eccentric character.

After all, the report he received described Yu Antong as timid and introverted.

If that was considered introverted, Xing Lixuan might as well be a recluse.

"Hey, answer my earlier question."

Yu, with a memory span of mere seconds, Antong: "What question?"

"Why did you marry me?"

Yu Antong gazed at him intently, "Do I really have to say it?"

With a stoic expression, Xing Lixuan replied, "Yes."

"Of course I married you because I like you~"

Giggling, Yu Antong covered his face, "Silly husband, making me confess out loud! How embarrassing!"

Xing Lixuan felt as if he had been struck by lightning and, not wanting to engage further with Yu's flirty remarks, turned to take a shower.

Yet, his steps seemed a little unsteady.

Burying his face in the pillow, a drowsy Yu Antong thought: Is it really just 'liking' him? More like I'm after his body!

Hehehe, won't tell you the truth! Speaking it out loud would mean no more kisses or fun.

I'm just an emotionless kissing machine!

After his shower, Xing Lixuan returned to the bedroom, drying his hair. Seeing Yu Antong sprawled without inhibition across his bed, Xing Lixuan realized a significant issue.

He never brought outsiders to his residence, and in this apartment, there was only one bed in the master bedroom.

So where was he to sleep now?

The living room did have a couch, but how could Xing Lixuan, a young master raised amidst the splendors of the elite, possibly sleep on it?

Despite the air conditioning on a hot summer's day, sleeping on the couch would be far from comfortable. Xing Lixuan would rather sleep on the floor than feel confined on a sofa.

Upon opening the closet, Xing Lixuan couldn't help but laugh in exasperation.

That cunning old lady had actually moved all his bedding. It seemed she intended to prevent him from sleeping separately from Yu Antong on the floor.

In reality, if he was truly adamant about sleeping apart from Yu Antong, he could call for a bed and bedding to be delivered, but that would undoubtedly take time.

He really didn't want the hassle and hoped to rest soon.

Returning to the bed, Xing Lixuan gently rolled the peacefully sleeping figure to one side, successfully freeing up half the bed, and then set the air conditioner to sleep mode.

Perfect. Time to sleep.

They were awakened by the sound of thunder.

Yu Antong opened his eyes to find it dark outside. Glancing at his phone, he saw it was half-past six.

He was startled, thinking he had slept from the afternoon straight into the next morning.

On closer inspection, it was still the same afternoon, but the thunderstorm outside and overcast skies made it seem much darker.

Xing Lixuan had also awakened. He turned on the light and got up to wash his face.

Yu Antong noticed Xing Lixuan in pajamas and reflexively looked down at himself. His tailored suit from the wedding had been rumpled in his sleep, no wonder he felt so uncomfortable.

Staring at Xing Lixuan's broad shoulders, Yu Antong mentally cursed: This despicable man! Not a shred of chivalry, not even considering helping me out of my clothes.

On second thought, undressing someone while they're drunk isn't chivalrous—it's downright lecherous.

Recalling his audacious behavior when drunk, Yu Antong chuckled. Letting loose felt truly liberating!

Yu Antong's belongings had been transferred to Xing Lixuan's place a day before the wedding. He opened his suitcase, planning to find something to wear after a shower.

"What is all this? So outdated, everything's faded. Nothing looks good." Yu Antong critically sorted through the clothes in his suitcase, unimpressed by every piece.

The original owner didn't have many outfits. Since attending university, the Yu family had stopped providing him with an allowance. Tuition and living expenses were covered by his own part-time jobs. It was only natural his wardrobe was a bit modest.

Though Yu Antong had been adopted, his adoptive father, Old Man Yu, was wealthy, and Yu Antong himself had earned a considerable amount. Having never really experienced hardship, seeing the original body's clothes, and being used to high-quality fabrics, it was a bit of a shock.

Closing the suitcase, Yu Antong turned to Xing Lixuan, who had just emerged from the bathroom, "Honey, can I borrow one of your shirts?"

"Where are your own clothes?" Xing Lixuan frowned. "And stop calling me that."

He had thought Yu Antong's tipsy declarations were just drunken ramblings, but to think he'd still call him that when sober!

"All of my clothes are old; I don't want to wear them," Yu Antong replied.

Regarding how to address Xing Lixuan, Yu Antong felt rebellious. "How is it inappropriate? I am, after all, your legally wedded wife. We're married! Using names feels so distant. Calling you 'honey' is much more intimate."

Xing Lixuan said, "Just a reminder, even though we're married, we're not exactly close."

To his surprise, the next moment, Yu Antong jumped into his arms, wrapping both arms around his waist, and gazing up at him, fluttering her eyelashes, "Is this close enough for you, darling?"

Xing Lixuan, for the first time, encountered someone as shameless as Yu Antong: "Hey, let go!"

Yu Antong held on tightly, "Lend me some clothes, and I'll let go."

In this position, Xing Lixuan struggled to break free, "Let go first!"

"Only if you lend me clothes."

Xing Lixuan compromised, "There are unworn clothes in the left wardrobe. Take whatever you need."

Triumphant, Yu Antong released him and teased while picking out clothes, "Even if you've worn them, I wouldn't mind."

Ignoring Yu Antong, Xing Lixuan's secretary called, and he headed to his study with a hand on his forehead.

When Yu Antong emerged from her bath, Xing Lixuan had just finished his work. Looking at his phone, he asked, "What would you like to eat? I'll order takeout."

Yu Antong remarked, "Ordering delivery during a storm? How heartless, typical of a capitalist."

Glancing outside at the rain, Xing Lixuan realized he'd been thoughtless. He usually had meals at the company during workdays, which were arranged by his assistant.

On days off, his housekeeper would cook, so he rarely ordered delivery and hadn't considered such issues.

He admitted, "I suppose this isn't the best weather for it. I'm not sure we have much to cook with, though."

"I'll have a look."

Yu Antong rummaged through the kitchen. While there weren't many main ingredients, the pantry was well-stocked with condiments and spices.

The fridge had some homemade noodles, tomatoes, and ham.

Yu Antong proposed, "How about tomato, ham, and egg noodles?"

Just hearing the idea left Xing Lixuan unenthusiastic, "You're going to cook?"

Yu Antong retorted, "What else would I be doing in the kitchen? Inspection?"

To be honest, Xing Lixuan had assumed she was looking for something to order, "You can cook?"

The disdain in his voice was palpable.

That irked Yu Antong. She could handle criticism about many things, but not her cooking skills!

Emphasizing with hand gestures, she declared, "Not just cook, but masterfully so, okay?"

Xing Lixuan merely nodded, dismissing her words as he turned to leave, "Go ahead then. Don't bother with mine; I'm not hungry."

As Yu Antong was washing the tomatoes, she turned her head to glance at him upon hearing his words.

"I'll make something that'll leave you salivating."

"You'll see what true deliciousness is."

Yu Antong carefully washed two tomatoes, made a crosswise cut on their tops, and placed them in a bowl before pouring hot water over them to peel the skin.

The tomatoes needed to be blanched for two to three minutes. Using this time, Yu Antong chopped spring onions, ginger, and prepared slices of ham.

After Xing Lixuan walked away, he couldn't help but return, worried that Yu Antong might cause a kitchen catastrophe. He tiptoed back to get a glimpse of what she was up to.

Xing Lixuan's kitchen was designed in an open concept, and while visually appealing, it wasn't particularly practical for traditional Chinese cuisine, which involves a lot of frying and sautéing.

The biggest drawback being the kitchen could easily fill the house with cooking fumes.

However, for someone like Xing Lixuan, who rarely cooked, this wasn't a significant concern.

Setting that aside for now, as Yu Antong was about to slice the ham, she noticed Xing Lixuan's return. Winking and flashing a playful grin, she confidently said, "Watch closely."

Xing Lixuan, nonchalantly leaning against the counter, was taken aback the very next second, a clear look of astonishment painted on his face.

Yu Antong's left hand held the ham in place, while the fingers of her right hand followed the rhythm of her knife's rapid chops. Before Xing Lixuan could even process what was happening, the ham was already perfectly sliced.

Xing Lixuan stammered, "That was fast?"

Yu Antong smirked with pride, "Mm-hmm!"

The twinkle in Yu Antong's eyes and her elevated chin awaited admiration, resembling a proud little peacock flaunting its plumage. Her spirit was vibrant and lively.

Something stirred within Xing Lixuan, and he averted his gaze to the cutting board.

On closer inspection, he noticed that the other side of the ham appeared untouched. It looked as though she had made a single incision through the center, "Did you trick me...?"

As he tried to lift the untouched side of the ham, with just a nudge, the slices toppled over like dominoes.

They were neatly stacked in a perfect diagonal, and on closer inspection, each slice was cut to the same thickness.

He initially thought Yu Antong was merely pretending to slice, but to his surprise, she had managed to make such precise cuts that the ham looked untouched. Her knife skills were incredibly swift.

Xing Lixuan was momentarily at a loss for words.

Not that he was ignorant, but witnessing such a skill from a hotel chef wouldn't faze him. After all, each profession has its masters.

But who would believe that Yu Antong, a seemingly fragile orphan who had faced hardships growing up, possessed such a talent? Even her uncle, Yu Qingnian, would likely be oblivious to her capabilities.

After a brief pause, Xing Lixuan inquired, "Did you hone these knife skills yourself?"

Lifting her chin with evident pride, Yu Antong responded, "Of course."

She thought to herself that for the first twenty years of her life, apart from enjoying tea and attending concerts, she had mostly spent her time experimenting in the kitchen. Acquiring such knife skills was simply a matter of course for her.

Just as his adoptive grandfather, Old Master Yu, often remarked, he had a keen sense of smell and taste, and a deep passion for food – he was born to be a chef.

But the actual responsibilities of a chef, like wielding the spatula and stir-frying, demanded considerable physical strength. How could a top-notch chef not be physically robust? Unfortunately, he was frail and often ill, relegating his culinary adventures to home.

Thinking of this, not a hint of sadness clouded Yu Antong's face; instead, there was a touch of pride. After all, his home experiments led to the creation of several best-selling secret sauces, making quite a profit for old Master Yu.

Lost in these thoughts, Yu Antong said to Xing Lixuan, "Have you forgotten what our Yu family was founded on?"

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Chapter 4

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In "Rich House Pampered Husband", there's a brief mention of the Yu family's history: An ancestor of the Yu family once served as an imperial chef, and counting a few generations back from Yu Antong, they were a well-regarded family in the capital.

However, subsequent generations of the Yu family lacked culinary talent. They barely managed to uphold the reputation of the chef dynasty by clinging to old recipes and secret techniques. But when it comes to cooking, taste is unmistakable, and the Yu family's business dwindled, a far cry from its former glory.

Xing Lixuan was aware of this history, and perhaps Yu Antong's knife skills might not be particularly exceptional in the eyes of the chef dynasty.

Just the knife skills, with dedicated practice, can certainly reach this level.

Yu Antong added water to a pot to boil and prepared to cook noodles once it boiled.

While waiting, he peeled and diced some blanched tomatoes, heated a little oil in a skillet, sautéed ginger, garlic, and green onions until fragrant, added the tomatoes and cooked until soft and juicy, added slices of ham, and after a few moments, added a sauce he had prepared and a cup of water to boil.

As the water began to boil for the noodles, Yu Antong asked Xing Lixuan, "How much can you eat?"

The enticing aroma emanated from the skillet, and Xing Lixuan, who initially claimed not to be hungry, was now tempted. Yet, wanting to save face, he insisted, "I'm not eating. Just make enough for yourself."

Yu Antong disregarded him, gauging the amount and prepared a serving about the size of three bowls.

He then cracked two eggs into the simmering skillet, reduced the heat, thickened the sauce with some cornstarch slurry after a while, and finally added a pinch of salt, vinegar, and a few drops of sesame oil, stirring until well combined and turned off the heat.

Once the hand-rolled noodles were cooked, Yu Antong served them, pouring the thick tomato, ham, and egg sauce over them. It looked and smelled delicious; the only thing left was to taste.

Yu Antong announced, "Dinner's ready!"

The aroma had already awakened Xing Lixuan's hunger pangs. With his recent work stresses and marriage pressures, he had lost his appetite, seeing food merely as sustenance.

But now, the longing for food was genuinely ignited, and he eagerly wanted to taste the noodles made by Yu Antong.

It's been a long time since felt such anticipation for a meal. It's just a simple bowl of tomato and egg noodles, rather odd.

The moment Yu Antong announced dinner, Xing Lixuan conveniently ignored his prior refusal and shamelessly took a seat.

Yu Antong deliberately waited until he took a bite before teasing, "Didn't you say you weren't eating?"

Chewing his noodles, Xing Lixuan responded, "You made my portion already. I'm just giving you face."

Yu Antong chuckled and didn't press further. Picking up a noodle with his chopsticks, he blew on it lightly before tasting.

The initial tanginess of the tomato sauce awakened the palate, prompting an involuntary salivation.

A hint of sugar was added while making the sauce, which, combined with the savory sweetness of the eggs, balanced the tanginess perfectly, also masking any potential off-flavor of the eggs.

The handmade noodles, smooth and al dente with a slightly chewy texture, were slightly compromised due to refrigeration.

Overall, it boasted a rich medley of flavors and textures, leaving one craving for more.

Yu Antong nodded in satisfaction. His culinary skills hadn't declined.

Turning to ask Xing Lixuan for his thoughts, he noticed that despite Lixuan's seemingly refined eating habits, half his bowl was already emptied.

No need to ask, then.

Accustomed to savoring each bite, Yu Antong had only finished half of his serving, while Xing Lixuan had polished off his.

It's been a while since Xing Lixuan had a fulfilling meal. Setting aside his prejudices, he genuinely complimented, "This is the best tomato and egg noodle I've ever had."

Yet, his eyes remained fixated on the remaining bowl. A prestigious young master looking as if he hadn't eaten for days – who would believe it?

Yu Antong chuckled, pushing the bowl towards him, "Young Master, this was prepared for you. Do honor it with your appetite."

For once, a hint of embarrassment surfaced on the young master.

After the meal, Xing Lixuan, taking a seat on the sofa, wanted to discuss something with Yu Antong. "I never knew you had such culinary talents. Even the master chefs at Juyinglou might not match your skill in such a homey dish. I wonder if your uncle Yu Qingnian even knows of this?"

Yu Antong didn't use any special ingredients during cooking. How could the taste be so exceptional?

He was familiar with Juyinglou – a business owned by the rival Shen family of the Yu clan.

Jiangcheng is a cosmopolitan coastal city, bustling with activity and renowned for its culinary scene.

Both the Shen and Yu families dominate the local restaurant scene. The Yu's run Baifangzhai while the Shen's operate Juyinglou. Every local knows these established enterprises.

Choosing either for a feast used to be a matter of great prestige.

Sadly, the culinary legacy of the Yus has waned with each generation, and the Shens are no different.

With the influx of new-age entrepreneurs, even from overseas, the once formidable presence of Shen and Yu in Jiangcheng's gastronomy diminished. The younger generation prefers chic, Instagrammable eateries.

Still, as the local titans, Shen and Yu held their ground. No third contender ever managed to alter the culinary landscape of Jiangcheng.

It wasn't until the generation of Yu An-Tong that the Shen family lineage, specifically the eldest branch, produced a gifted culinary genius: Shen Yun-Qing.

This advantage swiftly elevated the Shen family above the Yu family, pressing Yu Qing-Nian to urgently consider diversifying into other industries.

The reason Yu An-Tong remembered Shen Yun-Qing wasn't due to his unparalleled culinary skills. Instead, it was because in the book, Shen Yun-Qing was the hidden admirer of the main character and was favored by readers to take over as the primary love interest.

Although the author didn't continue in that direction, Yu An-Tong believed that if there was to be a switch in the main love interest, it would certainly be Shen Yun-Qing.

After a hearty meal, with his mind seeking rest, Yu An-Tong didn't want to contemplate these intricate business matters. Regardless of how the story unfolded, he had set his sights on Xing Li-Xuan and wasn't planning to back down.

Naturally, Yu Qing-Nian wasn't aware of his culinary prowess, especially since he was no longer the same old Yu An-Tong.

Xing Li-Xuan's last statement was more of an assertion than a question. Had Yu Qing-Nian known of Yu An-Tong's extraordinary culinary skills, he would have used them to rejuvenate the Yu family's century-old establishment. Why would he risk the family nearing bankruptcy or have Yu An-Tong marry off elsewhere?

Fixing his gaze intently on Yu An-Tong, Xing Li-Xuan inquired, "If you've managed to conceal this from your family, why reveal it in front of me?"

Yu An-Tong chuckled, his eyes lifting in amusement, his demeanor akin to that of an exquisite, aristocratic cat, teasingly playful: "Because you're my husband~"

Xing Li-Xuan's heart skipped a beat, swiftly breaking their mutual gaze.

Xing Li-Xuan turned his head slightly and restated, "Let me make myself clear once more. Although we're married, there's no love between us. So, refrain from overtly intimate gestures. They make you seem frivolous and undignified. Have you no sense of propriety…"

Upon hearing this, Yu An-Tong lowered his gaze, silently fiddling with his fingers.

This only made Xing Li-Xuan feel remorseful, recalling that Yu An-Tong was essentially an orphan. He shouldn't have said those things about someone who lost their parents early on.

Just as he started regretting his harsh words, Yu An-Tong cautiously looked up, asking, "Was that overboard?"

His innocent gaze carried a hint of naïvety, momentarily disorienting Xing Li-Xuan.

But in the very next second, Yu An-Tong approached with a sly grin, whispering close, "But what if I want to cross even more boundaries with you, dear husband~"

Xing Li-Xuan recoiled, distancing himself, furrowing his brow in refusal: "You…"

As Xing Li-Xuan retreated, Yu An-Tong advanced, playfully placing a finger on Xing Li-Xuan's lips as he prepared to speak.

With one slender finger on Xing Li-Xuan's lips, one leg on the ground and the other on the couch, Yu An-Tong leaned in, challenging, "Who knows whether tomorrow or an accident will come first? Why not break free from societal constraints and follow one's heart?"

Yu An-Tong's smile, against the backdrop of luminous lights, his slightly upturned eyes, gave him the aura of an unattainable, proud prince.

But his voice was soft and delicate, reminiscent of a cat seeking affection, "Tonight's our wedding night. Isn't it normal for me to want intimacy with my husband? It would be a pity to miss out on such an occasion."

As the thunderstorm outside faded, a hush fell upon the room after Yu An-Tong's words, the silence palpable.

The ambience, the silent allure, their awkward position, and the distinct warmth of their closeness disoriented Xing Li-Xuan, who had lived a solitary life for 25 years and had never been this close to a peer.

Xing Li-Xuan hadn't realized that even men could be so coquettish.

But this wasn't right. According to his research, Yu An-Tong was portrayed as a solitary, meek college student with a low profile. The only notable aspects about him were his good looks and the fact he got into A University, which was the best in Jiang City, but not nationally recognized.

He couldn't believe that someone, who'd been shy and introverted for twenty years, could change their personality in a day, unless...

That's it! He must be doing it on purpose!

Exactly. Xing Lixuan was convinced he had figured out the truth.

Yu Antong probably married him under the pressure from his uncle. After all, both of them were forced into this marriage.

And Yu Antong's sudden change in demeanor must be a deliberate act to repulse him, ensuring he wouldn't lay a hand on him at night.

The more he outwardly appears eager for intimacy, the more he probably fears the actual act.

Such acting skills; he almost believed him. What a waste not to be an actor.

Thinking he'd seen through Yu Antong, Xing Lixuan smirked, reclaiming control and stopped avoiding Yu's advances.

In fact, he took the lead, pinning Yu Antong to the back of the sofa and gripping his chin to draw close.

The dominating aura from the man made Yu Antong's heart race.

Here it comes! He's about to experience adult pleasures!

However, the next moment he heard Xing Lixuan's cold voice: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. Tell me what Yu Qingnian and my grandmother discussed, and I won't touch you. If not..."

Yu Antong: ???

What just happened?

What's wrong with the male lead?

If you're going to be like this, even if I knew, I wouldn't tell you.

A mischievous thought crossed Yu Antong's mind.

Turning his head and stiffening his neck to avoid Xing Lixuan's approach, he exclaimed, "No, stay away!"

Internally, he was thinking: Come on! Punish me without holding back!

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Chapter 5

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Yu An Tong's reaction made Xin Li Xuan even more convinced of his suspicions. "Tell me the truth, and I won't hurt you. I'll even help get your sister out of the Yu family. How about it?"

Only upon hearing this did Yu An Tong remember the added bonus of a sister. However, he genuinely didn't know the full extent of the elder Yu's schemes and could only continue his act.

Struggling, Yu An Tong exclaimed, "Stay away! Don't touch me."

Internally, he thought: Come closer and see the might of a protagonist like you, contrary to your will!

As expected, Xin Li Xuan moved a tad closer, attempting to psychologically intimidate Yu An Tong.

Suddenly, Yu An Tong smirked, feigning composure, "But I believe even if I don't confess, you wouldn't dare lay a finger on me."

Interesting Plot Repository.

Xin Li Xuan was taken aback, realizing Yu An Tong might be onto him.

The proximity between them was electric. Every time Yu An Tong spoke, those rosy lips moved tantalizingly close. Overwhelmed, Xin Li Xuan acted on impulse.

He leaned in for a kiss.

Yu An Tong thought triumphantly, The strategy of provocation works wonders. Ancient wisdom has not deceived me.

Seizing the moment, Yu An Tong deepened the kiss, but Xin Li Xuan, regaining his composure, gently pulled away.

There was a playful glint in Yu An Tong's eyes, belying his true feelings.

Xin Li Xuan realized he had been played. This was no act.

With a teasing tilt of his head, Yu An Tong chuckled, "Husband, shall we continue?"

Xin Li Xuan, a man of restraint, had always prided himself on his purity. But purity didn't mean lack of desire. In fact, his desires were stronger than most, yet he had the discipline not to act upon them carelessly.

Now, faced with an invitation from his legal spouse, he contemplated letting go of his inhibitions.

Xin Li Xuan took Yu An Tong by the hand and seated him, "We need to talk first."

Yu An Tong: "???"

Shouldn't a true man seize the moment, pushing forward with passion and intensity?

After all we've been through, why the sudden need for a conversation?

Yu An Tong asked, "Talk about what?"

Xin Li Xuan responded, "Let's be clear: I won't fall in love with you. We're marrying because of my grandmother's wishes, and we'll divorce in six months. Are you sure you want to proceed?"

Anyone else would've slapped him hearing such a ridiculous remark.

However, this suited Yu An Tong perfectly. Unsure of the constraints of the original narrative, he feared he might only have half a year left in his life.

Xin Li Xuan not loving him worked out. That way, he could live the next six months freely, without affecting anyone else, regardless of his fate.

Having been given a second chance at life, his new philosophy was to live in the moment, seizing every opportunity.

Yu An Tong said, "I agree to divorce in six months, but I have a condition."

Xin Li Xuan, assuming he wanted money, replied, "Go on."

Yu An Tong clarified, "In these six months, you don't have to love me. But you must care for and pamper me. No physical or emotional abuse is allowed."

Xin Li Xuan frowned, puzzled by this demand.

Before he could refuse, Yu An Tong quickly said, "If you don't agree, let's divorce right now. You can explain to your grandmother yourself!"

Xin Li Xuan conceded, "Alright, I promise. But you better stay in line these six months."

"There's one more important thing," Yu An Tong continued, "You need to remain loyal during our marriage. No affairs with other men or women!"

Xin Li Xuan responded, "I expect the same from you."

Drawing closer to Xin Li Xuan, Yu An Tong teased, "Once you've satisfied all my needs, I won't seek others. Now that we've settled the discussion, shall we proceed?"

Hearing this, Xin Li Xuan locked his deep gaze onto Yu An Tong, much like a predator sizing up its prey, "You might regret it."

Yu An Tong's knees went weak under that intense stare, his heart racing. Though he'd been flirtatious before, he was suddenly apprehensive.

Swallowing nervously, he called out with a cat-like whisper, "Husband?"

Then, hesitantly, he followed with, "Are you... inexperienced? Do you know... how it's done?"

I've heard the first time can be painful. If Xin Li Xuan is clueless, it could be disastrous.

Without another word, Xin Li Xuan hoisted Yu An Tong into his arms, heading towards the bedroom, his voice raspy, "You'll find out soon enough."

Yu An Tong exclaimed, his heart skipping a beat. To his shock, Xin Li Xuan had actually carried him off.

That's wild! He absolutely loves it!

I'm not sure who decorated the new room, but there was a particular item prepared in the bedside table. For some reason, however, there was no "raincoat" in sight.

Both were on the edge, unwilling to make any redundant moves. Yu AnTong couldn't help but say, "Let's get to it; it's not like I can get pregnant."

The rain intensified outside the window, with large droplets pouring densely, forming a constant curtain of rain that discreetly nourished the plants scorched by the summer sun.

...

The next morning, under the influence of his internal clock, Xing LiXuan woke up, sensing someone entirely nestled against him before he even opened his eyes.

Yu AnTong rested his head on Xing's arm, limbs wrapped around him like an octopus, sleeping soundly.

Lowering his gaze, Xing LiXuan could see Yu AnTong's long and thick eyelashes, reminiscent of delicate miniature fans.

He seems so docile when asleep.

His gaze traveled down to Yu AnTong's slightly puckered lips; they appeared plump, perhaps slightly swollen.

Xing LiXuan swallowed hard. He knew all too well why Yu AnTong's lips looked like that; last night was quite the night…

Trying to push the thoughts away, Xing LiXuan nudged Yu AnTong, "Hey, time to wake up."

"I can't move." Yu AnTong groaned, rolling over. "My back hurts, my legs hurt, everything's sore. Xing LiXuan, you were a beast last night!"

Perhaps he had gotten used to Yu AnTong's shocking statements, or maybe it was male pride, but Xing LiXuan didn't get angry at that implicit compliment about his prowess.

Rubbing his neck, feeling refreshed, he retorted, "That's on you; you provoked me yesterday."

Yu AnTong looked surprised. "Your attitude really changes after a night together, making jokes with me now."

"Didn't you say something like 'Are you a virgin? Do you even know how?' Did you expect me to just let that slide?"

Recalling the event, Yu AnTong grumbled, "Damn you, is it forbidden to mention someone being a virgin now?"

Xing LiXuan's face turned rigid, "Never bring up that topic again."

Fearlessly, Yu AnTong retorted, "What's there to fear? Being a virgin isn't shameful, besides, you aren't one anymore."

Smirking like a rogue who had conquered a maiden, Yu AnTong added, "You've been tainted by me, heh."

Not wanting to delve further into the topic, Xing LiXuan headed to freshen up.

When Xing LiXuan returned, Yu AnTong, with wide-eyed anticipation, asked, "Honey, where are we going for our honeymoon? Domestic or abroad? If it's abroad, I think I don't have a passport."

Xing LiXuan replied, "You're overthinking. Get up, eat, then go to school."

"What?" Yu AnTong's post-transmigration plans shattered in an instant.

With his newfound healthy body, he had so many things he wanted to try that he'd never done before. Lost in his reverie, he completely forgot he was still a university student.

He still has to go to school!

Yesterday was the last day of summer vacation, and today is the first day of school.

Yu Antong wondered if there would be much to do on the first day of school. Perhaps he should take the day off?

However, when he checked his class group chat on his phone, there was a notification.

The class advisor had scheduled a meeting for the start of the term, requiring all students to report to the school before 10 a.m.

It was like a bolt out of the blue.

With a sense of resignation, Yu Antong got up and accompanied Xing Lixuan for breakfast outside.

The elegant and pricey dishes were served, but after tasting just a bite, Xing Lixuan lost his appetite.

His appetite was consistently absent.

It seemed that his hearty appetite the night before wasn't because he was hungry but because the food Yu Antong made was truly delicious.

Yu Antong, on the other hand, relished every bite. He enjoyed cooking but also loved trying food from other places.

As they arrived at the entrance of University A, Yu Antong puckered his lips towards Xing Lixuan, "Honey, how about a goodbye kiss?"

Leaning in, Yu Antong closed his eyes, but instead of a kiss, he felt his seatbelt loosen.

Xing Lixuan unbuckled him, opened the car door, and coldly remarked, "Get out, hurry up."

"Hey! You cold-hearted jerk!" Yu Antong huffed as he exited the car, "Here's a saying for you: Today you ignore me, tomorrow you'll regret losing me."

Xing Lixuan made a sharp turn and sped away.

Carrying his backpack, Yu Antong stood by the campus map for a few minutes, double-checking, then took out his phone to snap a picture just in case.

It was only 9 a.m., so there was no rush. Following the map, Yu Antong headed to his dormitory building.

Thankfully, the original protagonist's dormitory from the book was easy to remember: Block A, room 404. This ensured Yu Antong wouldn't get lost.

The building lacked an elevator, so Yu Antong, weary from the previous night's exertions, trudged up the stairs, panting heavily.

Even though it had rained heavily the night before, the morning sun was scorching. Yu Antong sweated profusely on his trek.

"Finally, here! I'm about to die from this heat!" Yu Antong exclaimed, pushing open the door to room 404. Noticing his roommates, he greeted, "You guys are already here?"

Zhao Peng, who slept by the door, looked up when Yu Antong entered. Giving him a lukewarm glance, he replied, "I just got here too."

Yu Antong approached the only unoccupied bed near the balcony. Just as he was about to sit, Han Lele, Zhao Peng's bunkmate, quickly exclaimed, "Hey, wipe the chair before you sit. It's covered in dust!"

Pausing, Yu Antong took out a wet wipe from his bag, quickly cleaned the chair, and sat, lamenting, "So dusty! It's as if this room hasn't been used in years. I'm exhausted."

Sun Ming, across from Yu Antong, engrossed in his phone, commented without looking up, "Did you forget? They're building a new structure right across our dorm. They start construction at 7 a.m. every day. I didn't expect them to still be working even as the term begins. Seems we won't be sleeping in this semester."

Yu Antong rushed to the balcony for a glance, and indeed, construction was in full swing. Even through the glass, the noise was deafening. No wonder there was such a thick layer of dust after just two months of summer vacation.

Returning to the room, their dormitory featured lofted beds with a desk and cabinet below. There was no air conditioner, only a large ceiling fan which, even at its highest setting, barely provided any breeze.

Observing that his roommates each had their personal fans, Yu Antong opened his own storage locker and, sure enough, found one inside.

Plugging in his fan, he finally felt a bit more comfortable. Sitting down, he leisurely wiped down his desk while clutching his backpack, reminding himself that a calm mind cools the body.

Across the room, Zhao Peng was laying out his bedding, pondering aloud, "Should I hang a mosquito net?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Antong furrowed his delicate brows. Mosquitoes, really?

Seems he'd need to return home to sleep tonight.

Han Lele quickly gathered his snacks, "Hold off on the mosquito net. It's nearly ten, let's head to the meeting."

As they left the dorm together, Yu Antong immediately felt sweat form all over his body.

He really didn't want to start school!

"Students, today marks your entrance into your senior year. In half a semester, you will leave campus for internships. Reflect on the goals you set for yourself during freshman year and consider whether you've achieved them…"

Yu Antong, lulled by the speech, only grasped one main point: thankfully, he only had half a semester left on campus.

"…You can start preparing your graduation thesis now. Cherish your final semester as students."

The applause from surrounding students startled Yu Antong awake, and in his daze, he caught the words "graduation thesis."

His sleepiness was instantly dispelled.

How was he, someone with no knowledge of finance, supposed to write a thesis on financial management?

This was going to be tough!

After the meeting, it was lunchtime. Sun Ming and Zhao Peng decided to head to the cafeteria and asked if Yu Antong and Han Lele wanted to join.

Han Lele replied, "Not today, it's my brother's birthday. My dad's picking me up for a family dinner."

"I have to head home too," Yu Antong didn't have high expectations for the cafeteria food and preferred not to stay in a non-air-conditioned environment.

With no activities planned for the afternoon and a shopping list in hand, Yu Antong figured he'd treat himself to a meal at a nice restaurant off-campus.

As they walked towards the campus exit, Han Lele looked Yu Antong up and down, candidly saying, "You seem... different from before."

Yu Antong chuckled, "Oh? What's changed?"

Scrunching up her face in thought, Han Lele replied, "I can't quite pinpoint it. You seem... brighter? There's a different aura about you."

Yu Antong had always been known to have a challenging family background, often busy with various part-time jobs and rarely interacting with their dorm mates. He used to be quite reserved. But now, at the beginning of the semester, he felt very different to her.

Could it be a change in hairstyle?

Initially, Yu Antong had a thick fringe, which made him blend into the background. But now with his new side-parted hairstyle that exposed his forehead, he stood out noticeably. It made him want to take a second look.

Lost in thought, they soon reached the school's main entrance.

"Lele, over here!"

At the school gate, the window of a discreet black Passat rolled down, revealing a middle-aged man waving at Han Lele.

Responding to the call, Han Lele waved back to acknowledge him, then turned to Yu Antong, "That's my dad picking me up. I'll be heading off now."

Getting in the car, Han Lele said, "Let's go, Dad."

"Hold on," her father responded, not starting the car but continuing to look outside.

"What are you looking at?" Following his gaze, Han Lele asked, "Yu Antong?"

Hearing the name, her father remarked, "Indeed, it's Yu Antong. I saw you leave with him. Is he your classmate?"

"We share a dorm. Dad, how do you know him?"

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Chapter 6

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Han's father had just attended the wedding of Yu Antong and Xing Lixuan. He had found Antong familiar and now realized that the spouse of the Xing family's young master was his son's classmate.

After hearing this, Han Lele was in shock. He had spent the summer vacation abroad, and most of the family's social affairs were handled by his father and brother, so he was completely unaware.

It was hard to believe that their roommate, who seemed to be financially challenged, had married into a wealthy family.

Han's father said, "You should hang out with him more; this way our family can get closer to the Xing family..."

Before he could finish, he reconsidered and said, "Never mind."

Han Lele asked, "Hmm? What?"

Han's father elaborated, "During the wedding, I noticed Mr. Xing's discontented expression. He probably doesn't like your classmate. Be cautious with your interactions and don't offend him."

Han Lele didn't say much. His relationship with Yu Antong was neutral to begin with. He felt it was best to just continue as usual.

Yu Antong hailed a cab to the city mall, planning his itinerary along the way.

First, he'd find a place to eat, then shop for comfortable clothes and skincare products. He aimed to be an exquisitely groomed individual.

After paying the cab fare, he received an SMS linked to his bank card.

[Dear user, you have spent 26.50 yuan from your personal account. Available balance: yuan]

Yu Antong was momentarily taken aback.

He used to buy things without looking at the price tags, money was just a number in his mind, but now for the first time, he truly felt how poor the original owner was.

Yu Antong browsed through his mobile banking statement as he walked into a traditional Chinese restaurant.

The waiter looked up briefly, put down his phone, and uttered an insincere, "Welcome."

Yu Antong found a spot and sat down, oblivious to the waiter's indifferent attitude, and casually ordered a few dishes.

His attention was entirely focused on the mobile banking statement. The sporadic small to medium deposits took a long time to accumulate, and with just one tuition payment, there wasn't much left.

Since the original owner became an adult, Yu Qingnian stopped giving him an allowance. The original owner had to work part-time to support himself through college.

Frustrated, Yu Antong locked the screen of that old, quickly-draining phone, cursing Yu Qingnian in his mind.

How stingy could he be? Not even willing to pay for his own younger brother's tuition.

If he genuinely had no money, that would be one thing, but he's a well-known figure in the business world. He's really disgraceful and doesn't seem to care about his reputation.

As Yu Antong ranted internally, his old phone rang. Ironically, the caller was Yu Qingnian.

"Where are you?" Yu Qingnian's tone was imperious. "Come home tonight, I need to talk to you."

Just hearing that tone irritated Yu Antong, "I'm busy tonight. If you want to find me, I'll send you an address."

Who does he think he's ordering around? won't indulge his bad habits.

Yu Qingnian was taken aback. When did his timid nephew become so assertive? He shouted, "Yu Antong! Who taught you to speak to an elder like that? Don't think you've grown wings just because you married into the Xing family. Let me remind you, if I can get you into the Xing family, I can get them to kick you out too... Hello? You dare hang up on me?"

The waiter brought the dishes. Yu Antong promptly hung up. He wasn't in the mood to be lectured.

He took a bite of the glutinous rice chicken. The soft rice carried the aroma of the lotus leaf wrapped around it, and combined with the delicious chicken, it was unexpectedly tasty.

Yu Antong's eyes lit up, and all the negativity from Yu Qingnian disappeared.

Looking around, he wondered, the food here is good, why is their business so slow?

When he came in, he was too engrossed in his phone to notice. But now he realized that the restaurant had only a few scattered customers, and since his arrival, not a single new customer had walked in.

It was peak dining time. Given its location in a busy mall, it shouldn't be this empty, especially with such delicious dishes.

Could it be that the prices are too high?

Thinking of the balance in his account, he felt a jolt of anxiety.

It was the unease felt by the financially constrained.

Yu Antong quickly put down his chopsticks and skimmed the menu on the table.

Glutinous rice chicken: 128 yuan.

Crispy beef: 298 yuan.

...

This shouldn't be considered expensive, should it?

Making a quick mental calculation, he realized he could afford this meal. Only then did Yu Antong start eating at ease.

"Why would you choose to dine here? Such an ill-fated place!"

By the time Yu Antong was almost done with his meal, Yu Qingnian arrived, fuming.

Hanging up on him earlier had nearly driven him to throw his phone in anger. After some contemplation, he decided to meet Yu Antong in person, all for the upcoming Jiang City Commerce Association deputy chairman election.

Yu Antong frowned, clearly not in the mood to deal with this greasy middle-aged man. "What's wrong with this place?"

He thought, "I should cleanse my eyes later with the sight of my handsome husband."

"This place is on the verge of shutting down. It can't even be sold! You intentionally chose this spot to curse me, didn't you?" Yu Qingnian, seeing no sign of Yu Antong giving up his seat, grudgingly took the seat across, "You have no manners."

"Manners? My principle is simple: don't provoke me, and I won't provoke you." Yu Antong retorted disdainfully, "Considering what you've done to me in the past, what have you done that warrants my respect?"

"Fine, fine. It seems I've raised an ungrateful wolf." Yu Qingnian reddened with anger, "After your father passed away, out of brotherly affection, I took you and your sister in. Now that you've grown up, this is how you repay my kindness?"

Yu Qingnian, who naturally had a loud voice, now boomed even louder. The few customers in the restaurant started glancing their way, either discreetly or openly.

Yu Antong sneered, "Brotherly affection? Kindness? You only adopted us for our father's inheritance, didn't you?"

Noticing the stares, Yu Qingnian, caring about his image, suppressed his anger, "Shut up. Do you want the whole world to mock our Yu family?"

"Now you're afraid of being the talk of the town? When you mistreated my sister and me, you weren't concerned then?" Yu Antong shot back, "If you had the audacity to do it, then bear the consequences."

Yu Qingnian couldn't fathom the transformation in Yu Antong, "What are you trying to achieve? Creating a scene won't benefit you. Think about how the Xing family will view you if they see you disrespecting your elder. They value their reputation, and they wouldn't want a daughter-in-law who's a laughingstock."

Yu Antong gritted his teeth, searching for a polite way to rebuke him.

Misinterpreting the silence, Yu Qingnian believed his threat about the Xing family had worked. "Understand this, the Yu family is your true support, not the Xing family. Only when the Yu family prospers will you live comfortably."

"You think I'm naive," Yu Antong thought, eager to see Yu Qingnian's next move. "What do you want?"

Seeing Yu Antong seemingly relent, Yu Qingnian smirked internally, thinking him still naive. "There's a business gala in a few days. I want you to get me an invitation from the Xing family."

The gala was for real estate moguls nationwide, and he didn't qualify for an invitation. The Xing family could easily get one, but he didn't dare ask them directly, forcing him to approach Yu Antong.

How boring. Yu Antong leaned back, no longer wanting to endure the conversation. "Since you've used my relationship with the Xing family for your advantage, from now on, I have nothing to do with the Yu family. The fact that I haven't brought up your past wrongs should be good enough for you. Who are you to ask for favors?"

Yu Qingnian's face darkened, but the importance of the gala, coupled with the potential profits from the real estate sector, forced him to restrain his anger and feign a concerned demeanor.

"Antong, all those past decisions were made by your aunt. I only recently found out about her mistreatment of you and your sister. I've already reprimanded her. From now on, we'll treat you as our own son."

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Yu Antong couldn't believe that Yu Qingnian could shift all blame to his wife when they were both equally at fault.

Today, he truly witnessed the epitome of despicable behavior.

Being around someone like this was a sheer waste of time. Yu Antong felt a wave of nausea, and as he rose to leave, he remarked, "I have no intention of playing the role of your son. It's best if we have no connection at all."

Seeing this, Yu Qingnian hastily grabbed his arm. "Antong, don't go. I'm not doing this for myself. It's for our family, for you and your sister. Annan is growing up so fast and will be of marriageable age soon. If our family prospers, she'll have a good background, ensuring a good match and protection from mistreatment."

Yu Antong fixed his gaze on the hand Yu Qingnian used to hold his arm, as if trying to burn a hole through it. Coldly, he demanded, "Let go."

Yu Qingnian, taken aback by that icy stare and Antong's command, immediately complied, only to regret moments later that he was so easily intimidated by the younger man's front.

Yu Antong sat down and scoffed, "Since you brought up my sister, let me clarify something: I intend to regain her custody."

Naturally, Yu Qingnian objected. With Annan's custody in his hands, he had leverage over Antong. He had plans of marrying Antong into the Xing family and having him work for the family's benefits, relying on the fact that Antong would never abandon his sister.

Yu Antong continued, "Also, I've come of age. Isn't it time you return the family property you've been managing as my guardian, Uncle?"

A fierce glint appeared in Yu Qingnian's eyes, "You make it sound as though I stole your family's property. You were too young to understand that your father's business failed and owed a lot of money. When your parents passed away, they left nothing. I've been using my own money to raise you and your sister."

Yu Antong retorted, "Really? Unfortunately, you can't deceive me. I remember the lawyer's announcement during the guardianship proceedings. My father left me tens of millions – was it eighty million or ninety million? My memory is a bit hazy."

Yu Antong tapped his temple, pondering.

"Nonsense! Your father's inheritance was only sixty million..." Yu Qingnian impulsively blurted out, instantly realizing his slip.

Yu Antong replied, "Ah, so you admit it. If you say it's sixty million, then sixty million it is. When will I receive it?"

He skimmed the novels, recalling only the inheritance of several million. He had attempted to bait Yu Qingnian just now and surprisingly succeeded.

Yu Qingnian had underestimated Yu Antong, his perception from the past twenty years of Antong's perceived weakness and incompetence blinding him, and in his agitation, he fell right into Antong's trap.

Yu Antong pressed on, "Furthermore, the house your family resides in belongs to mine. I'm certain of that since I've lived there since birth."

Sweat beaded on Yu Qingnian's forehead. Taking out a handkerchief, he wiped it off, "Antong, we're family..."

Yu Antong snorted coldly, "Playing the family card? Too late for that."

He was no longer the naive individual from before.

Before leaving, Yu Antong left a warning, "Ensure the funds are ready. I'll contact the lawyer from back then to verify the property. Oh, and a piece of advice: it would be best if you vacate my house soon. Otherwise, homelessness awaits you."

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Chapter 7

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Yu Qingnian sat there, dumbfounded, unable to grasp how things turned out this way. Clearly, Yu Antong was just a naive individual who didn't know how to resist. It shouldn't have come to this!

Rising to chase after Yu Antong, a waiter stopped him, "Sir, please settle your bill first. It's ¥1298."

Yu Qingnian: "He ate over a thousand by himself?! This must be a scam of a restaurant, charging such exorbitant prices. It's no wonder you're going out of business!"

The waiter responded with a polite smile, "Please settle the bill."

By the time the infuriated Yu Qingnian had paid, Yu Antong was nowhere to be found. When he tried calling, Yu Antong had already blocked his number.

In contrast to Yu Qingnian's frustration, Yu Antong was in high spirits.

Thinking about the soon-to-be-acquired millions and the valuable properties he now owned, he felt delighted. He didn't even mind the taxi fare home.

Passing by a newly opened supermarket, he bought a plethora of ingredients and then called his darling husband.

Yu Antong: "Honey, do you miss me? Come home early, and I'll make something delicious for you."

After seeing the dormitory conditions, Yu Antong was sure he wouldn't be spending the night there. Luckily, the university's strict checks only applied during the freshman year; they relaxed in the subsequent years.

At lunchtime, napping in the dorm was still doable. Their roommate Han Lele, being a local, felt the same.

Xing Lixuan, at his company, was in a meeting about a property development project. The project leader, under Xing's relentless scrutiny, was sweating profusely and speechless.

Having been transferred from a branch office, he'd often heard colleagues praise the young CEO, Xing Lixuan, for his business acumen. Yet, he had dismissed it, attributing the adulation to flattery from subordinates.

Today's meeting was an eye-opener to Xing Lixuan's capabilities, and he began to truly respect, even fear, this young CEO.

Facing Xing Lixuan's hawk-like, predatory gaze, he began to regret not giving his all to this project proposal, fearing Xing might dismiss him.

Suddenly, a phone ringtone broke the tense atmosphere.

Everyone in the room looked around, wondering who had forgotten to silence their phone during such an important meeting.

To their surprise, it was their stoic CEO, Xing Lixuan, who took out his phone.

It's said that happiness is contagious. Hearing Yu Antong's vibrant and cheerful voice, Xing Lixuan's mood instantly lifted.

Especially when told that dinner was being prepared for him.

He hadn't felt like eating today, as usual. But the thought of Yu Antong's cooking suddenly made him hungry. He replied with anticipation, "Sounds great."

Yu Antong: "Stingy! Can't you add another word? Why act like a tight-lipped, domineering CEO? Compliment me, quickly!"

With a sigh of resignation, Xing Lixuan explained, "I'm in the middle of a meeting. Please refrain."

"You should've said so earlier," Yu Antong murmured, a hint of annoyance evident. "Then get on with your work."

Xing Lixuan responded, "Yes, I'll see you at home."

The secretary, seated beside Xing Lixuan and diligently noting the meeting's details, discreetly caught a glimpse of the incoming call's ID: Yu Antong.

He was taken aback. Wasn't she the one slated to marry the CEO?

Hadn't the CEO been particularly averse to this family-arranged marriage? Yet upon receiving her call, he appeared... quite amicable.

The boss truly had depths that were hard to fathom. Best for him to concentrate on his tasks.

After ending the call, Xing Lixuan told the project manager sternly, "This is your last chance. Revise the proposal diligently. If it's still unsatisfactory, be prepared to leave."

The project manager, rejuvenated by the unexpected opportunity, quickly assured, "I will give it my all, honoring the company's training and trust in me."

Xing Lixuan declared, "Good. Meeting adjourned."

Only when Xing Lixuan stepped out of the conference room did everyone else begin to relax. For such a young CEO, his commanding presence was truly formidable.

All wondered who had the audacity to call the CEO during working hours. Most surprising of all was the CEO's unusually gentle demeanor during the call.

A female supervisor inquired, "Zhao, do you know who called Mr. Xing earlier?"

Secretary Zhao teased, "Why? Still fancying our Mr. Xing even when your child's already three?"

She replied playfully, "Indeed, if Mr. Xing would have me, I'd remarry in a heartbeat, child and all."

Zhao chuckled, "You've missed your chance. Mr. Xing is off the market."

The female supervisor, puzzled, questioned, "Going by your tone, was the caller his wife? But wasn't Mr. Xing against the idea of marriage?"

She left her thought unfinished.

Seeing the direction of her thoughts, Secretary Zhao shook his head, indicating his own uncertainty.

While the other attendees appeared to exit the room without paying any heed, many lingered discreetly, their ears attuned to the conversation, leaving them full of questions.

Xing Lixuan's marriage wasn't a secret; many of them had even been invited to the wedding.

However, rumor had it that the wedding was orchestrated by the elder chairman, Mrs. Xing. The CEO was reportedly unenthusiastic, evident by his stern countenance on the wedding day.

But as it seemed now, perhaps things were not as straightforward.

Regardless of the employees' speculations, for the first time, Xing Lixuan eagerly anticipated the end of the workday.

As quitting time approached, Secretary Zhao noticed that Mr. Xing, who usually stayed late, was the first to step into the elevator.

Secretary Zhao was taken aback, recalling the phone call during the afternoon meeting. Indeed, a married man is different.

Xing Lixuan rushed home and just as he stepped out of the elevator, he could faintly catch the aroma of food wafting from his apartment.

The moment he opened the door, the fragrance intensified manifold, triggering the most primal human hunger.

Hearing the door, Yu Antong peeked out from the kitchen like a cheerful bird with an apron on, saying, "Honey, you're home!"

After changing his shoes, Xing Lixuan looked up only to be enveloped in a hug from Yu Antong, who purred, "Husband, give me a kiss, mwah~"

After receiving an unexpected peck, Xing Lixuan finally managed to say, "Why are you wearing my clothes again?"

Yu Antong was draped in a loose white shirt with the top two buttons undone, revealing a prominent collarbone. Xing Lixuan recognized it as his own at a glance.

Yu Antong, pouting, went back to the kitchen, "I didn't get a chance to buy new clothes today. I accidentally stained mine and borrowed yours for a bit. After dinner, you'll accompany me to buy some clothes."

As he turned, without the apron to shield him, Xing Lixuan noticed that the rascal wasn't wearing any pants underneath the shirt.

His slender, pale legs were brazenly exposed to the open air.

Xing Lixuan remarked, "Why aren't you wearing pants?"

Yu Antong casually responded, "What's the big deal at home?"

He glanced down and continued, "Your shirt is big, so nothing's revealed. And even if something were, isn't it all just for you?"

Xing Lixuan, "...", felt like he was being made out to be the lucky one.

Yu Antong had prepared braised eggplant, pickled cabbage fish, minced meat tofu, and stir-fried king oyster mushrooms with meat, along with a pot of steamed white rice.

Without a hint of humility, Yu Antong said, "Taste the exquisite culinary skills of your virtuous darling."

He was in a good mood today and felt like cooking. If it wasn't just the two of them at home and if the kitchen was better equipped, he would've made even more.

The glossy, rich sauce on the braised eggplant was appetizing at a glance.

The pickled cabbage fish was cooked to perfection - the fish was tender and flavorful without being overly soft, and the pickled cabbage neutralized any fishy taste.

In the minced meat tofu dish, the meat complemented the blandness of the tofu, while the tofu's refreshing taste balanced out the meat's richness, making them a perfect match.

For the king oyster mushrooms stir-fried with meat, Yu Antong had innovated by frying the mushrooms first before stir-frying them with slices of lean meat.

The mushrooms didn't soak up the oil, but frying them made them even more aromatic and chewy.

To Xing Lixuan's surprise, the mushrooms tasted even better than the meat.

The four dishes, paired with the translucent, perfectly cooked rice, were so irresistible that he couldn't stop eating.

Xing Lixuan, who had always been slightly averse to eating, for the first time felt that dining could be such a delightful experience.

Chewing on the delectable king oyster mushrooms, Yu Antong closed his eyes and exaggeratedly boasted, "Oh my God, how can there be someone as skillful and gorgeous as me in this world? I must be a celestial being reincarnated. So delicious!"

Xing Li Xuan silently swallowed the praise he was about to voice, along with a mouthful of the minced meat tofu.

This guy clearly doesn't need any compliments. Any more would inflate his ego sky high.

After dinner, Yu An Tong let out a satisfied, tiny burp and nudged his bowl toward Xing Li Xuan, "Your turn to do the dishes."

Almost every plate on the table was empty, showing that Mr. Xing was firmly supporting the clean plate initiative.

Xing Li Xuan, who rarely stepped into the kitchen and had a reputation of being untouched by menial tasks, obediently started to clear the table.

Usually exuding an intimidating aura, like a fierce predator, he now resembled a well-fed big cat—languid and harmless.

Before Yu An Tong could relish his success in training his partner, a crisp sound echoed from the sink.

The unmistakable sound of a porcelain plate shattering.

Yu An Tong rushed to the kitchen, meeting Xing Li Xuan's innocent gaze.

Yu An Tong remarked, "If you didn't want to wash the dishes, you could've just said so. No need to break them."

Ever the competitive one, Xing Li Xuan retorted, "It was an accident."

After helping him clean up, Yu An Tong suggested, "We need to get a dishwasher later."

Xing Li Xuan nodded in agreement.

Yu An Tong slipped on a pair of jeans, tucking the oversized shirt into the waistband.

Both being men, the shirt Yu An Tong borrowed from Xing Li Xuan was big but not comically so. Styled this way, it looked intentionally oversized—a cool look.

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After changing, Yu An Tong urged Xing Li Xuan to accompany him shopping for clothes. "Let's go. It's also a good way to digest."

Xing Li Xuan looked him over, his eyes lingering on the partly exposed collarbone, "Button it up properly."

"No way, it looks too old-fashioned fully buttoned," Yu An Tong protested, "Mr. Xing, do you have the aesthetic of a middle-aged man?"

Xing Li Xuan simply stared, planted firmly in his spot, unmoving.

Yu An Tong gave in, "Fine, just one button then."

They reached a compromise, leaving one button undone.

Xing Li Xuan felt as if he might have a touch of OCD. Why else would he find that single undone button so distracting?

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Chapter 8

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Inside a clothing store at the mall.

"Honey, what do you think about this one?" Yu Antong emerged from the changing room, approaching Xin Li Xuan, who was seated on a sofa in the waiting area.

Absorbed in a magazine, Xin Li Xuan responded without looking up, "Hmm, looks good."

Yu Antong snatched the magazine away, glaring, "You didn't even look!"

Xin Li Xuan looked up, slightly annoyed, "Is there a difference?"

To him, this outfit looked no different from the previous ones.

The sales assistant, maintaining her professional smile, interjected, "The designs are different. This piece has a more cinched waist, and the materials vary. If you touch it, you'll feel..."

Yu Antong, interrupting her, tossed the magazine at Xin Li Xuan, "Explaining this to him is like playing a lute to a cow. He's such a stereotypical man!"

Catching the "thrown weapon", Xin Li Xuan frowned, "Are you done shopping?"

"What shopping? I've lost the mood. Not buying anything!" An exasperated Yu Antong was about to walk away, "You've ruined it!"

Xin Li Xuan swiftly grabbed his hand, pulling Yu Antong back into his embrace. With a firm voice, he directed the sales assistant, "Pack everything he tried on."

Selling several expensive pieces at once and thinking of the forthcoming commission made the sales assistant's day. Eagerly, she responded, "Certainly, sir."

Struggling in the embrace, Yu Antong protested, "Let me go!"

Xing Lixuan held the back of Yu Antong's head, his voice deep and soothing, "Calm down."

Yu Antong's face was pressed against Xing Lixuan's dark shirt, the refreshing scent of pine clearly discernible.

Damn! The way Xing Lixuan embraced him was so damn manly!

Yu Antong's face flushed. He absolutely adored Xing Lixuan's dominating moments.

Xing Lixuan's assertive action hit just the right spot for Yu Antong, igniting the passionate heart of this submissive man.

He wrapped his arms around Xing Lixuan's waist, settling down, patiently waiting for the checkout.

The boutique was high-end and luxurious, with only a few who could afford to shop here. At the moment, they were the only customers, and the other salespeople stole glances at the stunning same-sex couple.

Once the duo exited the store, a group of female sales associates immediately huddled together.

"Did you see them? Such eye candy! It's been a while since I've seen someone so handsome!"

"I couldn't help but sneak glances! Even when the submissive guy got angry, he looked stunning. Handsome people look good doing anything."

"Exactly! I even sneakily took a picture! When he glared, my heart melted. No wonder his partner dotes on him so much! I'd give him everything if I were in his shoes."

"The way he called him 'husband' was so delicate! Even I, a woman, can't match that. If I were a man, I'd fall for him too."

A male sales associate chimed in sarcastically, "All you see are the looks. Didn't you see the impatience on the other guy's face?"

After his comment, he was immediately ganged up on by the women.

"What do you know?! That domineering embrace was insanely sweet! No wonder you're single."

The male associate grumbled, thinking to himself, wasn't that guy just called a "straight male" too?

"The submissive one truly knows how to handle his man. Although his partner appears aloof, the moment the former throws a tantrum, the latter immediately soothes him. Their love is palpable; it reminds me of my parents."

"Absolutely, especially when he said 'Calm down.' If my boyfriend sounded that good, I swear we'd never fight."

"The way the submissive guy clung to his partner afterwards was both cute and adorable! Who wouldn't want a moody yet lovable boy? For a moment, I couldn't decide who I envied more – the domineering one for having such a partner or the cute guy for having someone so doting."

The male sales associate quietly slipped away, thinking, "Women these days are terrifying!"

Instead of walking properly, Yu Antong clung to Xing Lixuan's arm like a koala, putting most of his weight on him.

Xing Lixuan nudged him, "Stand properly. Walk straight or carry your shopping bags."

Saying this, he shifted the armful of shopping bags to present them to Yu Antong.

Yu Antong refused, "My hands are small; I can't hold them all. Darling, can you carry them for your sweetheart?"

Xing Lixuan was taken aback by the cutesy tone.

"What's with that cringe-worthy pet name?" Xing Lixuan commented, "If you don't want to carry the bags, then walk properly. No more cloying talk and definitely no whining!"

Looking at Xing Lixuan's expression, Yu Antong was instantly reminded of that meme of an old man on the subway squinting at his phone.

Was it really that unbearable? Stubborn man! Couldn't he just indulge in Yu Antong's youthful desires?

"Husband, husband, husband!" Yu Antong exclaimed, "I want to be clingy with you! If I'm not affectionate with you, should I be with another man? Would you prefer that?"

Xing Lixuan remarked, "We're in public, aren't you ashamed?"

Yu Antong countered, "What's the big deal? I'm just holding onto your arm. Look at other couples; they're way more affectionate than us."

Xing Lixuan: "..."

Indeed, comparing to other young couples in the mall clinging closely to each other, Yu Antong and Xing Lixuan's behavior seemed rather tame.

Feeling uncomfortable displaying affection in public, after buying a dishwasher on the second floor and leaving an address for delivery, Xing Lixuan quickly ushered Yu Antong home.

He wasn't ready to bear the scrutiny of onlookers.

After a heavy dinner and minimal exercise from shopping, Xing Lixuan immediately started working out in their home gym, showing an admirable level of discipline.

Yu Antong began searching online for reviews of the restaurant they had dined at earlier. It was strange how such a place, with good food and location, was on the brink of bankruptcy.

He considered buying the place. Cooking was his only outstanding skill, and if he wanted to earn, it would be through culinary arts.

While having a wealthy husband was comforting, having his own money was reassuring, especially when his husband was not always around.

He searched for "Sangyu's Restaurant" and was flooded with information.

Upon closer inspection, Yu Antong realized the restaurant was owned by a top male celebrity named Sangyu.

Initially, due to Sangyu's massive fan base, the restaurant was thriving. However, rumors recently surfaced about Sangyu's romantic relationship.

Fans were open to their idol dating, even if it was with another man, especially since same-sex marriage was legalized.

But wait! The man was the CEO of Sangyu's management company?

A powerful CEO and a superstar? Quite the match, and not bad for public relations.

The real shocker: The CEO was already married! He had a wife!

This changed the narrative to infidelity and breaking up a family. Ethics were in question!

When the news broke, Sangyu's agency prioritized its reputation. The CEO apologized for giving into temptation and betraying his family, then terminated Sangyu's contract, pledging to change his ways and seeking his wife's forgiveness.

In the end, his wife forgave him, and he returned to his family.

With the CEO's influence and resources, online sentiment was manipulated, leading netizens to direct their anger at Sangyu.

Boycott the mistress, demand a complete ban on Sang Yu online.

After the incident, Sang Yu made only one statement, claiming he had no idea his boss was married, believing he was single.

Loyal fans defended him, but they were no match for the power of big capital; anyone speaking in his defense was labeled deluded or morally bankrupt.

It's unbelievable! How could you not know he was married?

Even if some fans believed him, they couldn't stand against the tide of public opinion.

The ultimate outcome? The boss seemed to emerge unscathed, while Sang Yu faced a complete online ban.

Yu An Tong wasn't comfortable with the whole thing. It takes two to tango. If Sang Yu was rightfully boycotted for being the "third party", why did the boss escape blame?

Yu An Tong wasn't interested in the gossip but was intrigued by Sang Yu's catering company.

Unlike regular restaurant owners, Sang Yu was a celebrity with a massive fan base. He not only had three restaurants but also a small food processing plant.

Restaurants have their limits in terms of customer capacity and average spending. However, this food factory could produce a lot of vacuum-packed goods, making it easier for fans to purchase, with wider appeal and lower costs.

Now with Sang Yu facing an online boycott, his products were no longer selling. Amidst the scandal, many businesses broke contracts with him, saddling him with substantial penalties.

To cover these penalties, Sang Yu had to sell his three restaurants and the food processing plant.

The restaurants were relatively easy to offload, but no one wanted the plant.

Small catering businesses usually outsource and don't need a factory. Larger companies have their factories and weren't interested in Sang Yu's mid-sized plant.

To avoid getting stuck with the plant, Sang Yu bundled it with the restaurants. If you wanted the restaurants, you had to take the factory as well.

Many businesses that coveted his restaurant locations weren't willing to pay extra for a seemingly useless factory, hence the hesitancy.

However, what others saw as a burden, Yu An Tong saw as a treasure!

Before his transmigration, the sauces he formulated sold like hotcakes. Now, he still wanted to earn through that avenue, making his factory indispensable.

Yu An Tong checked the price: 76 million.

This price included all the furnishings and utensils in the restaurants. A little renovation, and they would be ready for business—a reasonable deal.

Yu An Tong took note of the contact details, planning to initiate the purchase tomorrow. But then he remembered—he was broke!

Forget 76 million; he couldn't even muster 6 million.

He could scrape together 600 though.

But 600 might just cover the startup costs for a pancake stall.

Yu An Tong, aspiring to be a sophisticated gentleman, wasn't interested in selling pancakes.

Heading to the gym, he saw Xin Li Xuan lifting weights. "Honey, could you…"

The man was dressed in a sports tank top and shorts, his muscles bulging and well-defined, each line distinct.

He had been working out for a while, and sweat trickled down his cheeks, darkening his tank top.

Xing Lixuan stopped his exercise upon seeing Yu Antong approach, wiped his sweat with a white towel, and asked, "What is it?"

Yu Antong's mouth felt parched as he stared, momentarily forgetting why he had come to see Xing Lixuan in the first place.

He swallowed hard, rushed over to wrap his arms around Xing Lixuan's waist, and kissed his chiseled chin, saying, "Husband, you're so sexy! I think I'm falling head over heels for you!"

Xing Lixuan replied, "Move away, I need to shower."

Enveloped by Xing Lixuan's masculine scent, Yu Antong looked up at him, his eyes shimmering with anticipation, "Can you delay the shower, just a bit, my love? Here, I..."

Yu Antong whispered the rest of his sentence into Xing Lixuan's ear, causing a heated sensation throughout the latter's body.

Accustomed to his reserved and serious demeanor, Xing Lixuan had never encountered someone as straightforward and vivacious as Yu Antong.

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Chapter 9

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From the gym to the bedroom and then the bathroom, Yu Antong went from feeling refreshed to utterly exhausted, finally resting comfortably on the bed. He felt as if he'd experienced a small death.

That man's stamina is incredibly impressive.

With a mischievous thought, Yu Antong feebly attempted to kick the man beside him, but his effort was more like a feeble scratch.

Immediately, Xing Lixuan extended his long legs, firmly pinning down Yu Antong's delicate ones, rendering him motionless.

It was then Yu Antong remembered the pressing matter at hand. "Husband, I need to borrow some money."

He wished to start a business but lacked the initial funds. Though Yu Qingnian owed him 60 million plus properties, the chances of recovering that money remained uncertain, especially considering the Yu family's ability to produce such liquid assets on short notice.

Even if they could manage, the timing of the transaction was another concern.

For now, his best option was to seek assistance from his wealthy spouse.

Xing Lixuan grabbed the wallet from the nightstand and selected a card from within. "There's five million in this, should suffice for your spending."

Yu Antong stated, "I don't want your money. I wish to borrow eighty million from you. In three months... no, in half a year, I'll repay you in full with interest."

Just purchasing the restaurant and factory would cost seventy-six million. Additional investments would undoubtedly be necessary. Yu Antong, being a first-time businessman, wasn't sure when he'd break even. Initially thinking of repaying in three months, he felt that was too short and extended it to half a year.

Xing Lixuan turned his head to look at him, "Did you fall into high-interest debt?"

"Nonsense!" Yu Antong tried to kick him but found his leg firmly pinned down. "I'm starting a business."

"Starting what? It'll bankrupt you," scoffed Xing Lixuan. "Just be the obedient daughter-in-law of the Xing family for half a year. Don't embarrass the family outside. Once we divorce, I'll give you the eighty million."

Yu Antong's temper flared. "Xing Lixuan, do you see me as some pet bird you keep? Dream on!"

Furious, Yu Antong forcefully pushed Xing Lixuan away, and taking advantage of a momentary lapse in Xing's guard, he kicked out.

Caught off guard, Xing Lixuan was knocked off the bed. His anger erupted, "Yu Antong! What do you think you're doing?"

"Why is me starting a business considered reckless? Look down on me all you want, Xing Lixuan. Lend me that eighty million and see what happens in half a year," declared Yu Antong. "I'll give you an IOU and repay every cent."

Sitting down while Xing Lixuan stood, Yu Antong felt diminished, having to look up to argue, which felt quite undermining.

"So being tall makes you superior?"

Yu Antong got up, feeling that looking down on Xing Lixuan might give him an edge.

However, in his rage, he neglected his physical state. Upon standing, his legs wobbled, and he almost face-planted.

Xing Lixuan's reflexes kicked in, and with a swift step forward, he caught Yu Antong in time.

Arguing while undressed? Xing Lixuan's temple throbbed with irritation as he pushed Yu Antong onto the bed.

As Yu Antong struggled, Xing Lixuan sternly commanded, "Sit still, stop this nonsense, and let's talk properly."

Yu Antong shrank back.

Damn! This man can be really intimidating when serious.

Yu Antong lamented, "It's my fault for not speaking properly. You clearly don't respect me."

Xing Lixuan replied, "It's not about respect. What do you, an undergraduate, know about starting a business? Can you endure the hardships?"

Yu Antong retorted with a hint of mischief, "Is this your way of showing concern?"

Not wanting to entertain Yu Antong's antics anymore, Xing Lixuan nodded, "Yes. Behave, continue your studies, and come to me if you need money."

Men's promises are unreliable. They'd still divorce in half a year. Better to rely on oneself.

Cursing inwardly, Yu Antong turned, embracing Xing Lixuan, and cooed, "Husband, just let me try. I won't be content otherwise."

Xing Lixuan pulled him close, turned off the light, and remarked, "Enough of this late-night drama. Close your eyes and sleep."

"Don't play me for a fool," said Yu Antong as he pecked Xing Lixuan's face. "Please, darling, lend it to me~"

Xing Lixuan placed a hand over his mouth, "I won't lend it to you. If you truly wish to start a business, find a solution on your own. If you can't solve this small issue, how can you ever hope to succeed?"

Yu Antong wiggled free and said with feigned fierceness, "If you don't lend it to me, I'll divorce you right now and claim half your assets!"

Xing Lixuan responded calmly, "We have a prenuptial agreement. If we divorce now, you won't get a single penny."

"Devious! Fine, don't lend it."

Yu Antong hadn't truly expected Xing Lixuan to lend him the money. After all, 80 million wasn't a trivial amount. Even if Xing Lixuan was wealthy, he didn't just come upon that wealth easily.

What irked him was Xing Lixuan's dismissive attitude. He hadn't even asked what business Yu Antong wanted to pursue or if there was a reasonable plan in place. Instead, he outright dismissed him.

"Despicable man, stay away from me!"

The more Yu Antong thought about it, the angrier he became. He turned over in bed, leaving his back towards Xing Lixuan. He took up most of the space, shoving Xing Lixuan to the edge of the bed.

Xing Lixuan sighed. He decided to make arrangements to set up a guest bedroom and buy a new bed.

Over the weekend, Yu Antong met with a lawyer to discuss reclaiming his inheritance.

After hearing the details, the lawyer accessed records of all parties involved.

Following a moment of contemplation, he stated, "By our country's laws, an adult under guardianship can legally reclaim their inheritance. But given your current circumstances and the influential position of the Yu family, they might use illegal means to prevent you from accessing your inheritance."

The lawyer's words resonated with Yu Antong. Indeed, the world is not always just.

Probing further, the lawyer said, "I noticed you recently got married. Your husband's family holds significant influence in City A. With their support, this process might be much smoother..."

Yu Antong interrupted, "Regardless, please start the necessary preparations."

He had just had a fight with Xing Lixuan and didn't want to turn around and ask him for help.

That would be too humiliating.

The lawyer nodded, "I'll do my best."

After class, Yu Antong was hurriedly pulled out of the classroom by his three roommates.

Zhao Peng exclaimed, "Hurry up! I can't wait any longer."

Han Lele remarked, "I missed you so much last night that I couldn't sleep."

Sun Ming eagerly said, "Let's head back to the dorm. I've been craving..."

Yu Antong interjected, "It's only been a weekend. Is this really necessary?"

The trio, resembling famished wolves, circled Yu Antong, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

As other students around them left class, they overheard the conversation and noticed the playful tugs and pulls, casting curious glances in their direction.

Wow! Straight guys sure know how to have fun.

A few from the neighboring dorm sneered sarcastically, "Look at what our school's skewed gender ratio has done to these kids. It's terrifying."

Realizing their earlier actions and words could be misconstrued, the group became self-conscious.

Zhao Peng quickly let go of Yu Antong's left arm, declaring, "What twisted thoughts these people have! I'm a genuine straight guy!"

Sun Ming took a step back, maintaining a 'normal' distance between male classmates, "I have nothing to do with you guys."

Han Lele, seizing the opportunity, wrapped his arm around Yu Antong, "In times of crisis, you see one's true colors, darling. See? I'm the only one who truly loves you. So, no hot pot for these two later."

Ever since Yu Antong showed off his culinary skills using Sun Ming's pot, the food lovers in their dorm held him in high esteem.

Han Lele had long forgotten his dad's warning about getting too close to Yu Antong. "After not seeing you for two days, my meals tasted bland. Look, I think I've lost weight."

Yu Antong pinched his cherubic face, "Can't really tell."

If any other guy was this close, calling him "darling", Yu Antong would have pushed him away. But Han Lele, with his childlike face and shorter stature, never evoked any romantic feelings in Yu.

Bai Meng book

Plus, Yu Antong felt confident in his gaydar and perceived Han Lele as a fellow 'zero'. Thus, he was comfortable with Han Lele's closeness, treating him like a sister.

Sun Ming protested, "You're using my pot and excluding me? If anyone should be left out, it's Zhao Peng."

On hearing this, Zhao Peng countered, "Be fair! The hot pot ingredients were smuggled past the dorm supervisor by me."

Last Friday, Yu Antong mentioned he'd prepare the hot pot base over the weekend. All weekend, the three of them had been eagerly anticipating this meal.

Zhao Peng, having a free morning, purchased vegetables, tripe, meatballs, and such. After the third class, they could head straight to the dorm to start cooking.

As they walked, Yu Antong appreciated the college experience, cherishing the moments with friends who banter and play. Unlike before, frequent hospital visits hindered his education. He was home-schooled whenever he felt the urge to learn.

Having these genuine peers around felt wonderful.

Suddenly, Han Lele remarked, "I feel like someone's watching me."

Assuming it was due to their earlier antics, Sun Ming replied, "We're quite far now. Who'd still be watching?"

Zhao Peng looked around and indeed noticed they were being watched, "No, I think they're looking at Yu Antong."

Given that it was lunchtime, many students were around, with quite a few sneaking glances at Yu Antong.

Sun Ming commented, "It's probably because of Yu Antong and Han Lele's closeness earlier. It looked pretty gay."

Reaching the dormitory, the group shifted their focus to the eagerly awaited hot pot base brought by Yu Antong.

After a quick check, Zhao Peng reported, "The dorm supervisor went to meet the supervisor from block C for lunch. We're clear!"

Han Lele returned from the balcony, "Report! All doors and windows are sealed. We're good to go!"

Yu Antong pulled out the hot pot base he brought, commanding, "Action!"

Sun Ming quickly unlocked the wardrobe and set up his small electric pot, plugging it in.

Yu Antong's prepared hot pot base was stored in a small lunch box. As soon as the lid was opened, the spicy and aromatic scent of beef tallow broth spread rapidly throughout the dorm room.

Once the base was poured into the electric pot and heated, its aroma intensified due to the accelerated molecular movement, making everyone's mouths water uncontrollably.

Swallowing his saliva, Han Lele eagerly asked, "Why isn't the water boiling yet? What's with your slow pot, Sun Ming?"

Sun Ming, also salivating, replied, "At least it works. If it had a higher wattage, the dorm supervisor would confiscate it."

Looking at the underwhelming pot, Sun Peng felt impatient and decided to sit down and check his phone.

He opened Weibo, refreshed the trending topics, and scrolled down. Suddenly, after seeing one particular trending topic, he paused, then called out to his roommates, "You guys need to see this!"

The rest, fully focused on the hot pot, asked, "What's up?"

Sun Peng showed them his phone, "Antong, isn't this you?"

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Chapter 10

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Glancing at the trending topics, Yu Antong spotted that the eighth one was a video of his recent meeting with Yu Qingnian.

How did something like that trend?

Upon closer inspection, the video was taken by someone dining at the "Sunset Café". They had discreetly filmed him and sent it to a prominent influencer who often posted handsome men.

Handsome Men Appreciation Influencer: Fan submission! Encountered this handsome guy at a restaurant. Their conversation could rival dramatic TV series. Such a melodramatic rich family saga. [Video Link]

This post was shared by several other influencers interested in handsome men. Due to the dramatic family saga angle, it caught the attention of marketers and quickly gained traction.

"Such a handsome guy! Old man better pay up."

"Has anyone figured out which prominent family's feud this is?"

"Now even filming handsome guys requires a script? Haha, that's quite entertaining."

"I'm curious to see what happens next."

The video started with Yu Antong mentioning the inheritance but didn't specify the Yu or Xing families. So no one immediately identified them. However, many viewers were there just for the handsome guy and didn't dig deeper.

Such a post wouldn't normally make it to the top trending topics, but someone pointed out the restaurant in the video belonged to Sangyu, changing the comments' direction entirely.

"No offense, but anyone who dines at the mistress's place is trash."

"Seems like a blatant attempt at clout chasing. Anything for fame these days."

"A new way for the mistress to clear her name?"

"Talking about 60 million in inheritance, as if it's some drama show. Hilarious!"

"This is such an obvious promotional stunt. Can't believe some idiots think it's a candid video."

"This young man is quite the actor. If he debuts, I'd definitely watch his shows."

"There aren't many known affluent families in City A. The fact that no one has identified them yet probably means it's all fake."

"They're so good at chasing trends. Why don't they just go viral? I criticize everyone who eats at the mistress's place!"

Because of the connection to Sangyu, netizens took to their keyboards passionately, pushing Yu Antong to trend even higher.

After watching, Sun Ming remarked, "No wonder people were staring at you earlier. Probably because of this. Wait… Antong, your family is that rich?"

Zhao Peng looked doubtful, "You've kept this secret pretty well."

My roommate, who worked hard and lived frugally, is actually worth 60 million? Maybe even more?

Han Lele looked at the two shocked roommates, thinking they don't even know his partner is richer.

Yu Antong replied, "I'm genuinely broke. My uncle controls my finances, and I'm trying to get it back."

Both Zhao Peng and Sun Ming, college students who hadn't seen the world, immediately imagined, from the video and Yu Antong's words, a poor lonely soul cruelly mistreated by a wicked uncle.

Zhao Peng, indignant, said, "No wonder they say rich families are treacherous. Your uncle is ruthless! And those people online judging you without knowing the whole story, so infuriating."

Sun Ming fired up his computer, ready to retaliate, "Watch me use my twenty years of singlehood typing speed to make these keyboard warriors regret ever being born!"

Han Lele nudged Yu Antong, "Don't take it to heart. These are just mindless trolls. Want me to have someone suppress this issue? My family knows people in this field."

Yu Antong handed the phone back to Zhao Peng and told Han Lele, "No need to suppress it. Actually, help me stir it up more."

Han Lele, puzzled, asked, "Huh?"

After Yu Antong explained his reasoning, the other three in the dorm looked at him with newfound admiration.

Zhao Peng gave a thumbs up, "You wealthy people are truly terrifying."

Sun Ming paused from his rapid typing, "The rich have such deep schemes. Hahaha! I can't wait to see these keyboard warriors get proven wrong."

Han Lele patted Yu Antong on the back, "Don't worry, I'll make sure to handle it for you."

Seeing the bubbles at the bottom of the pot, Zhao Peng hurriedly said, "It's boiling! Quick, add the ingredients!"

The young and naive instantly shifted their attention from the fact that their roommate was actually wealthy, and joyfully began eating hot pot.

Halfway through the meal, Yu Antong brought up his idea of starting a restaurant.

Han Lele was the first to show support, "That's a great idea! With your culinary skills, it'd be a loss not to open a restaurant. I wholeheartedly support you!"

A thought raced through Han Lele's mind: they'd be graduating in six months, and Yu Antong's generosity could only benefit them for half a year. But if he opened a restaurant, that would be a different story.

Breakfast, lunch, and dinner, 365 days a year – he could eat there whenever he wanted!

Han Lele smiled thinking about it, "Lately, I've grown so accustomed to your cooking. I only look forward to your lunch. If you open a restaurant, that would be amazing! I promise to gift you a huge bouquet to celebrate."

Zhao Peng and Sun Ming also raised their hands in agreement.

Yu Antong laughed, "Look at how excited you all are! It's just an idea for now. Whether it'll happen, I'm not sure. Let's wait until I get my money back from my uncle first."

Hearing this, Han Lele became even more determined to help him reclaim his money.

Starting a business in a city like A with its skyrocketing real estate prices seemed out of reach for ordinary kids like Zhao Peng and Sun Ming from smaller towns. But that didn't stop their imagination and excitement.

As the spicy hot pot made Zhao Peng breathe heavily, he said, "You don't need to sell anything else. Just sell this hot pot base. I've even thought of a brand name for you: Lao Gan Ma."

Sun Ming added, "It would be great if it became a nationwide chain. Then I can have it even when I go back to my hometown after graduation!"

"Come on!" Han Lele lifted a can of beer, and they all gathered in a circle, making a toast. (This seems to be a domain name, so it remains as is.)

"Cheers to Antong becoming a billionaire soon, with stores all over the country!"

"Hahaha, cheers!"

Those casual remarks made by the youngsters were taken lightly at the moment.

The CEO's office at Xing Corporation.

Xing Lixuan, while eating the lunch ordered by his assistant, found it tasteless.

His phone rang, and Xing Lixuan quickly reached for the phone that he always kept on his desk to glance at occasionally.

Upon seeing the caller ID, Xing Lixuan's movements noticeably slowed, "Hello, what made you think of calling me today?"

"Tsk, can't I call you for no reason now? Aren't we brothers?" On the other end of the line, Qi Jingyao lounged back with one leg crossed over the other, glancing at today's trending topic on his computer while talking.

Ding! Ding! Two notifications signaled the incoming messages from Qi Jingyao to Xing Lixuan.

Qi Jingyao said, "Look at this, isn't this your recent marriage partner?"

Qi Jingyao and Xing Lixuan have been friends for many years. While Qi often appeared laid-back and nonchalant, he had significant influence and tact, otherwise, he wouldn't have become close friends with Xing Lixuan.

Qi Jingyao's family owned an entertainment company. When he saw the trending topic about Yu Antong today, he felt the face looked familiar.

Upon closer inspection, he realized it was the very person his friend was recently compelled to marry, prompting him to immediately contact Xing Lixuan.

Qi Jingyao inquired, "Done looking? What do you think? Want me to help suppress this for you?"

The flood of online ridicule and mockery made Xing Lixuan's brows knit together, "Clear all of this for me, thanks."

Xing Lixuan wondered if Yu Antong had seen all this.

Even though that guy always acted thick-skinned in front of him, he was, after all, a young college student in his twenties. Surely, he couldn't withstand such extensive cyberbullying.

"Why the formality?" Qi Jingyao chuckled, "But, your wife seems quite spirited and not to be trifled with."

In the video, the good-looking young man's eloquent words quickly turned the old man from the Yu family pale.

Speaking of this, Xing Lixuan couldn't help but say, "He's more than just spirited."

Since their argument, every time Yu Antong saw him, he seemed annoyed. Having offended the chef, Xing Lixuan had to endure days of unsatisfactory meals.

It was bearable not having tasted Yu Antong's dishes, but after sampling those exquisite delicacies, everything else tasted bland.

Qi Jingyao teasingly referred to Yu Antong as the "wife," knowing full well that his friend never wanted to get married.

Surprisingly, Xing Lixuan didn't object. Sensing something, Qi Jingyao promptly prodded, "Spill, what's going on?"

If Qi Jingyao got wind of anything, everyone in their circle would know within three days. Aware of his nature, Xing Lixuan simply replied, "It's nothing."

"Boring," Qi Jingyao commented, "Anyway, I have a bar opening soon. Come hang out."

"We'll see." Xing Lixuan dumped the unappetizing meal from his table into the trash and after hesitating, asked, "What gift would make you happy?"

"You're giving me a gift?!" Qi Jingyao exclaimed in mock surprise, "Since when did you become so thoughtful?"

He uncrossed his legs, stood up and paced a couple of steps, "I almost forgot my birthday's coming up next month. You being so sudden with this courtesy feels unusual. Gifts are trivial; anything will do. Just hanging out with the guys means more than anything."

Remembering the upcoming birthday due to Qi Jingyao's comment, Xing Lixuan felt slightly guilty and paused for a moment before replying, "Understood."

After hanging up, Qi Jingyao immediately sent a message in a chat group with his close friends.

Qi Jingyao: I'm going all out for my birthday this year!

Bao Ji: What's gotten into you?

Wei Zhejun: Celebrating your 80th birthday?

Qi Jingyao: Xing Lixuan just asked me what gift I'd like. Look at him, then look at the two of you. We're all brothers, but look at the disparity! Reflect on yourselves.

Bao Ji: How many drinks in, and you're already talking nonsense?

Wei Zhejun: How about we pitch in and get you a plate of peanuts?

Xing Lixuan: ...

In the evening, when Yu Antong was preparing for a bath and reached for his pajamas in the closet, he was surprised to find the spacious wardrobe, which previously only housed a few of his outfits, now packed full of clothes in various styles and colors.

He examined them, and the sizes clearly weren't for Xing Lixuan. Trying one against himself, it seemed to fit just right.

A thought struck Yu Antong, and he smirked. This sly man, if he wanted to make amends, he should've just said so. No need for such subtlety.

Grinning, Yu Antong took several pieces and headed to the gym to playfully confront Xing Lixuan, "Whose clothes are these? They've filled up my entire wardrobe!"

Without breaking his jogging rhythm, Xing Lixuan glanced at him, "Bought them for you."

Standing next to the treadmill, Yu Antong stopped the machine, arrogantly stating, "Apologize to me, and I'll forgive you."

Despite sharing the same bed these past days, they hadn't been intimate due to a spat. Yu Antong, not wanting to be the first to cave, took this gesture as Xing Lixuan extending an olive branch.

Xing Lixuan stepped off the treadmill, eyeing Yu Antong's coquettish demeanor. Strategically conceding for peace's sake, he admitted, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"That's more like it," Yu Antong happily jumped into Xing Lixuan's arms, playfully whining, "You stinky man, you said no more giving me the cold shoulder. Do it again, and we're through!"

The real victim of the cold treatment, CEO Xing: "..."

After days without Yu Antong's playful banter and suddenly hearing him sweetly call him "husband", Xing Lixuan felt a shiver down his spine, finding it unfamiliar again.

He conceded! Why is this grown man acting so spoiled and dramatic?

Having missed days of intimacy with Xing Lixuan, Yu Antong wrapped his arms around his neck and cooed, "Hubby, pamper me a bit."

Xing Lixuan, with a stern face, responded, "How should I?"

Yu Antong recalled the plots from those fluffy romance novels he once read.

Oh boy, even thinking about it made him blush.

With his captivating, sultry eyes, he met Xing Lixuan's gaze, then quickly looked away.

Fighting a deep sense of embarrassment, he whispered, "Can you call me 'baby'?"

The request made Xing Lixuan's skin crawl. Such a term of endearment was not something he would ever utter.

After a moment of silence, Xing Lixuan carried the mischievous Yu Antong to the bedroom, ensuring he was thoroughly "pampered" to his heart's content.

Sometimes, actions speak louder than words.

Later, Xing Lixuan mentioned the online incident, "You needn't worry about it; I've had the news taken down."

Almost asleep, Yu Antong suddenly sat up, "Xing Lixuan, do you have a grudge against me?"

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