DLWAV CH118

Sun Xiuji knew that something seemed just a tiny bit very wrong with him.

So he couldn’t help but seek out his good friend, unleashing a rapid-fire barrage of words: “I have this friend who’s been acting a bit off ever since he met a certain man. For example, whenever he sees that man, his mood inexplicably improves…”

“His eyes unconsciously follow that man’s movements.”

“He constantly thinks about that man for no reason, even when he’s working.”

“And after separating from that man, his mood drops significantly…”

Sun Xiuji: “…”

Things can never withstand close analysis.

So before his voice even faded, Sun Xiuji figured it out himself.

“I think I’ve fallen for Zhang Ruize.”

“How could I have fallen for Zhang Ruize?”

Sun Xiuji immediately sat up straight.

“I’ve only met him twice in total.”

“Has he ever done anything to leave a deep impression on me?”

For example, in many novels, the top (gong) at least saves the bottom (shou) once, or takes care of him when he’s sick, or helps him scheme when he’s being made things difficult by terrible relatives… and then their feelings begin to ferment…

But in his case—

“Nothing at all.”

“I don’t even know how old he is this year, or what his family situation is like…”

He repeated, “I’ve only met him twice in total.”

“And I’ve fallen for him?”

Sun Xiuji couldn’t help but ask himself, “What exactly do I see in him?”

Then he remembered Ao Ruize’s face.

And the contours he had felt when he bumped into Ao Ruize’s chest that day.

Oh, so I’m just lusting after his body.

Sun Xiuji: “…”

“Am I… really… this superficial?”

Sun Xiuji unconsciously hung up the phone.

His good friend, who hadn’t even had the chance to say a single word: “…”

So what should he do now? Sun Xiuji thought.

Did he even need to think about it?

Could a black-hearted capitalist ever let go of a piece of meat jumping around right in front of his eyes?

Furthermore, his intuition told him that, just like him, Ao Ruize’s sexual orientation was definitely men.

Thinking of this, Sun Xiuji made up his mind on the spot.

If the mountain won’t come to him, shouldn’t he just go to the mountain?

So the next morning, just as Sun Jianhong was preparing to personally drive Ao Ruize back, Sun Xiuji set down his half-drunk glass of milk and said, “It just so happens I have to go to Qianshi for a business trip today too. I’ll drive Uncle back.”

Who knew Sun Jianhong would wave his hand dismissively: “No need. I happen to be heading over there today too, so I can just drop Little Brother Zhang off.”

Sun Xiuji: “…”

What could Sun Xiuji do? He could only watch helplessly as Ao Ruize left with Sun Jianhong.

But it didn’t matter. He could still use the excuse of getting drunk while entertaining clients to “accidentally” bump into Ao Ruize.

Sure enough, just as he anticipated, seeing him stumbling around unsteadily with only a secretary by his side—who still needed to attend to the clients—Ao Ruize took on the task of sending him back to his hotel.

As they walked toward the car, Sun Xiuji stealthily unbuttoned the top button of his shirt.

He thought, If even I could be moved by lust, there’s no way Ao Ruize could hold back either.

Then, after getting into the car, he immediately closed his eyes and began to pretend to sleep.

As expected, seeing this, Ao Ruize leaned over to help him buckle his seatbelt.

The hot, damp breath brushed past his lips, and Sun Xiuji’s heartbeat instantly quickened by fifty percent.

So much so that for a moment, Sun Xiuji couldn’t tell if he was teasing Ao Ruize, or if Ao Ruize was teasing him.

Yet Ao Ruize’s movements were incredibly fast; in the next second, he had finished buckling the seatbelt.

The little milk dumpling nodded in satisfaction.

Earlier, when Ao Ruize was about to help Sun Xiuji, it had been a little worried.

Worried that Ao Ruize would take the opportunity to seduce Sun Xiuji.

Now it seemed its heart could completely settle down.

Sun Xiuji, however, couldn’t help but press his lips tightly together.

What was going on?

Why wasn’t Ao Ruize taking the bait?

Was it because he hadn’t seen it?

Thinking of this, he pretended his neck was a bit itchy and reached up to scratch it.

But Ao Ruize didn’t react at all.

Sun Xiuji: “…”

He reached up and scratched again.

Ao Ruize still didn’t react in the slightest.

Sun Xiuji: “…”

Refusing to believe it, he reached up to scratch a third time, even deliberately slowing his movements.

This time, Ao Ruize finally reacted… He took off his own jacket and draped it over him.

Although Ao Ruize’s jacket still carried his blazing, testosterone-filled scent as an adult man—making Sun Xiuji unable to help blushing—but… Ao Ruize had clearly misunderstood, thinking he was cold, which was why he kept tugging at his clothes.

Sun Xiuji: “…………”

It was obvious. Because of his dad, Ao Ruize only saw him as a nephew in his heart.

But Sun Xiuji really refused to accept this.

If this path didn’t work, he’d just switch to another one.

The next day, Sun Xiuji called his secretary right over: “Go investigate Zhang Ruize and see if he’s encountered any trouble recently.”

He thought, Although a “hero rescuing the beauty” plot is a bit cliché, as long as it works, who cares?

There was no need to investigate at all.

The secretary immediately said, “Mr. Sun, his family did run into a bit of trouble a while ago. A local thug named Zhao Cheng tried to steal their house…”

Sun Xiuji suddenly sat up straight.

Wasn’t this perfect?

Who knew in the next second, he would hear the secretary add: “But your father, Mr. Sun, and his people have already helped Mr. Zhang settle the matter.”

As for why he knew so clearly—

“Assistant Chen and I were the ones who handled it.”

Sun Xiuji: “………………”

His father truly never gave him a moment’s peace.

Just like now—he had actually blocked off his path completely!

Sun Xiuji was completely numb.

But he still decided to struggle a bit more.

Mainly because Ao Ruize was just too much to his taste. Okay, fine, mainly because Ao Ruize’s face and body were too much to his taste; he truly wasn’t willing to just give up like this.

He thought, Since Ao Ruize can’t be like me and directly fall in lust at first sight, then worst comes to worst, I’ll just take it slow.

So that very night, Ao Ruize received a friend request from Sun Xiuji.

Ao Ruize immediately accepted the request.

Closely following that, Sun Xiuji’s first message arrived.

He said there was a matter he wanted to ask for help with, and conveniently invited him to dinner.

Before Ao Ruize could react, the little milk dumpling’s voice rang out: “What?! My wife ran into some trouble?”

“Hurry up and agree! I’ll provide you with spirit stones for free for the next month!”

What else could Ao Ruize do?

Ao Ruize could only quickly tap out a reply: “Alright.”

What he didn’t expect, however, was that the restaurant Sun Xiuji booked was a famous couples’ restaurant.

Most importantly, there was a candelabra placed specifically on the table.

Even a fool knew what this was called—

A candlelight dinner.

Looking again, Sun Xiuji was already enthusiastically introducing the restaurant’s dishes to Ao Ruize…

The little milk dumpling: “…”

Was something wrong here?

But it quickly realized.

My wife is pursuing Ao Ruize?!

How is that possible?!

How many times has my wife even seen Ao Ruize?!

Does he really think my wife is like Ao Ruize, able to fall in lust at the drop of a hat with any random man he bumps into?!

Thinking of this, the little milk dumpling couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief.

But after they finished eating, Sun Xiuji pulled out two movie tickets, saying that asking Ao Ruize to check the feng shui at his company wasn’t urgent, and they could go watch a movie first.

The little milk dumpling: “…”

It’ll be 11 PM after the movie finishes, and it’s still not urgent?!

The little milk dumpling tried to repeat its earlier words to convince itself again.

But it was completely useless—

Its wife WAS pursuing Ao Ruize!!!

The little milk dumpling: “…”

The little milk dumpling was completely numb.

Why?

Why are my wives, one after another, all as blind as I am?

Wait—

There still seemed to be room to salvage this.

So what if its wife was blind too?

As long as Ao Ruize didn’t agree, wouldn’t everything be fine?

It immediately turned to look at Ao Ruize.

Only to hear Ao Ruize say: “There’s no need for the movie.”

The little milk dumpling’s eyes instantly lit up.

It hadn’t expected Ao Ruize to actually be this reliable!

It had wronged him before!

Sun Xiuji, however, was stunned on the spot.

Of course he knew his actions were practically spelling it out for Ao Ruize that he was pursuing him.

But he hadn’t expected Ao Ruize to reject him without the slightest hesitation—

In an instant, confusion, disappointment, embarrassment… a myriad of emotions surged into his heart.

So much so that he unconsciously pressed his lips tightly together and tensed his body.

And then he heard Ao Ruize say: “Is Xiuji pursuing me?”

He hadn’t expected that the first time Ao Ruize called him by his name would be to reject him.

And yet, his voice sounded so incredibly pleasant.

Sun Xiuji’s lips pressed together even tighter.

He wanted to say, Sorry for causing you trouble, Uncle.

But the words reached his lips and simply wouldn’t come out.

Probably because he was still unwilling to give up.

After all, there truly had never been another person like Ao Ruize—someone whose every single trait, right down to a strand of hair, grew exactly according to his preferences.

Who knew in the next second, they would hear Ao Ruize say: “I accept.”

At first, Sun Xiuji didn’t process it.

Then he abruptly raised his head, the starlight in his eyes practically materializing: “Wh-what did you say?”

At almost the exact same time, the little milk dumpling’s shriek rang out: “What did you say?!”

Ao Ruize accepted its wife’s pursuit?!

It was completely bewildered: “You said you wouldn’t seduce anyone else anymore—”

Ao Ruize: “I didn’t go seduce anyone else.”

“Right now, Sun Xiuji is the one pursuing me, isn’t he?”

“So it doesn’t count as me going back on my word, does it?”

The little milk dumpling: “…”

That… actually seemed correct.

The little milk dumpling: “…………”

The little milk dumpling: “………………”

The little milk dumpling simply exploded.

“You’re stealthily switching concepts!—”

No, it should be said that from the very beginning, Ao Ruize had been playing word games with it!

“You, you, you—you’re bullying this system too much!”

“You bastard—”

And then, with a snap.

It disconnected again—

Clearly out of sheer anger.

Ao Ruize: “…”

It disconnected right on time.

Because what was about to happen next was a bit unsuitable for children.

He looked straight down at Sun Xiuji, his gaze deep: “If I remember correctly, the hotel you’re staying at is right nearby, isn’t it?”

Sun Xiuji: “…”

Wh-what did he mean?

W-was it what he thought it meant?

Support me on Ko-fi