My Arranged Marriage Partner Has Two Faces 24

Chapter 24

Zhong Yuxiao frowned, avoiding the flashing lights. “What’s going on?”

“A surprise!”

“…”

Fuck.

If he had known this was Xu Linfeng’s surprise, he would have turned around and left, not staying a second longer.

But it was too late to leave now.

The spotlight focused on him, attracting everyone in the bar. Countless gazes fell on him, and Zhong Yuxiao felt like he had entered a graveyard, surrounded by ghosts. Especially the gays in the circle, their eyes gleaming like green lights. Zhong Yuxiao felt like a piece of meat.

A dozen male dancers surrounded the booth, blocking all exits.

Xu Linfeng shouted, “Night, tonight you’re the star of the bar!”

“…”

Fuck you.

Zhong Yuxiao wanted to curse. Xu Linfeng, this bastard, deserved to be schemed against by Xu Chengyue.

“Sir, I didn’t expect you to be so handsome.”

The dancers were paid for their performances, tens of thousands a night. They were either bisexual or gay, a willing buyer, willing seller business. Encountering a top-tier handsome man like Zhong Yuxiao was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

The lead dancer subtly turned his body, showing off his arm muscles. “My skills are excellent.”

He winked at Zhong Yuxiao suggestively.

There was a hierarchy among the bar’s dancers. The lead dancer had a higher status than the ordinary dancers. After he signaled his interest in Zhong Yuxiao, even if others were interested, they couldn’t step forward and break the rules.

“Hey, hey, hey, my friend is a pure top, he never bottoms.” Xu Linfeng interjected.

Hearing this, the other, more slender dancers became visibly excited. The lead dancer was a top. If they clashed, then there might not be a deal, which meant they had a chance.

A handsome and wealthy customer, even if it was just for free, it was still a win.

Zhong Yuxiao cursed Xu Linfeng inwardly for interfering.

The lead dancer hesitated, looking Zhong Yuxiao up and down, his expression struggling. After a few seconds, he made up his mind, leaning closer over the back of the booth. “If it’s you, I can bottom.”

This man was too perfect for his taste, he didn’t want to miss out.

He hovered over Zhong Yuxiao, did a body wave, and as he pulled away, he leaned closer. Zhong Yuxiao was about to dodge when the dancer stopped, bit the arm of his glasses, and retreated.

Gasps rippled through the bar.

Without his glasses, Zhong Yuxiao’s aura instantly changed. The open white shirt became synonymous with a refined scoundrel, his golden eyes flashing dangerously under the lights.

Zhong Yuxiao frowned at the dancer’s cologne and was about to kick him when he suddenly caught sight of the bar not far away.

The deep green hair looked even darker under the colorful lights, and the bright light clearly illuminated the anger on Xi Shi’s face. Zhong Yuxiao froze, a fleeting sense of guilt washing over him.

But the guilt vanished in less than a second.

He relaxed back into the booth, his expression softening. “I’m very picky. If you want to hook up with me, you’ll have to show me what you’ve got.”

Paying customers came with all sorts of tempers, and acting aloof was normal. The dancer wasn’t discouraged, instead, his fighting spirit was ignited. He took off Zhong Yuxiao’s glasses, straddled his lap, and started a lap dance.

“Wow!”

A lap dance!

Xu Linfeng’s jaw almost dropped. Was this still the Second Young Master Zhong he knew? Many people had thrown themselves at Zhong Yuxiao before, but he had never seen him let anyone get this close, let alone a lap dance. It seemed that marriage had pent him up.

Hehe, his surprise tonight was a success!

Xu Linfeng was smug. No one knew how to cater to his tastes better than him.

The dancer used all his tricks, but Zhong Yuxiao remained unmoved. He was captivated by Zhong Yuxiao, lost in his mysterious golden eyes, but he didn’t notice that those eyes never looked at him, instead, they stared fixedly in the direction of the bar.

Using someone else to act out a scene of intimacy was a despicable trick. Zhong Yuxiao despised himself for playing such childish games, yet he also anticipated seeing more angry expressions from Xi Shi.

He wasn’t a good person, nor did he think his moral standards were high.

Their relationship was ambiguous, stuck in an awkward state. He didn’t know what Xi Shi was thinking, nor did he know what the next step should be.

Zhong Yuxiao’s silence was taken as tacit agreement, and the dancer excitedly reached out and touched his thigh.

Self-loathing welled up in Zhong Yuxiao’s heart, and his eyes darkened. Indeed, he had made a mistake, this was too degrading. His initial intention of testing Xi Shi was degrading, his methods were degrading, and he himself was degrading.

He grabbed the dancer’s wrist, stopping him from continuing. “Forget it.”

There was no need to make things so awkward.

Zhong Yuxiao’s voice wasn’t loud, swallowed by the music from the speakers. Others only saw them close together. Only the dancer saw Zhong Yuxiao’s suddenly cold expression, as devoid of warmth as the words “forget it,” indicating how miserably his proud seduction had failed.

The dancer’s eyes widened in disbelief, and before he could ask why, a strong force suddenly pulled him off Zhong Yuxiao’s lap.

Deep green hair blurred by the flashing lights filled Zhong Yuxiao’s vision.

His heart relaxed, a sense of smugness from his despicable trick succeeding. Degrading or not, he and Xi Shi weren’t in a confirmed relationship, and moreover, Xi Shi was also drinking at a gay bar. Why couldn’t he be here?

Besides, Xi Shi was the one who ran away first.

Zhong Yuxiao’s indifferent attitude completely enraged Xi Shi. He glared at the dancer who tried to approach again and kicked over the table. “Get lost.”

The bottles and glasses on the table crashed to the floor, the music abruptly stopped, and Xi Shi’s voice rang out clearly.

“Get the fuck out of here!”

Xu Linfeng’s first reaction was, wow, this guy is fierce. Then he thought, as expected of a memorable scumbag, Zhong Yuxiao’s charm hadn’t diminished at all. Look, he had already made two men fight over him.

He looked at Xi Shi, then at the stopped dancers, and had to admit that the former was of higher quality.

Although he wasn’t gay, he had eyes and could tell which face was more beautiful.

Xu Linfeng wanted to continue watching the drama, but the beautiful man who cursed like a sailor was as furious as if his wife had been stolen. This violent type might fight with Zhong Yuxiao. He asked timidly, “Night, do you need me to call the owner over?”

Xi Shi glared at him coldly.

Xu Linfeng felt like he was being targeted and subconsciously shrank his neck.

Beautiful people were indeed dangerous. So fierce, clearly not someone to be trifled with.

“No need.”

Zhong Yuxiao’s tone was light, but Xu Linfeng, having known him for many years, detected a hint of amusement.

Hmm?

Hmm? Hmm?

Xu Linfeng looked at Zhong Yuxiao, then at Xi Shi, his gaze moving back and forth between them. The more he looked, the more he felt that the atmosphere between them was strange, their gazes… not like they were meeting for the first time.

A thought suddenly struck him: could this beautiful man know Zhong Yuxiao?!

He was so fierce towards the dancer just now, clearly out of jealousy.

Xu Linfeng understood and teased with a grin, “Night, is this your new lover?”

Zhong Yuxiao twirled his fingers, didn’t reply, and looked at Xi Shi with raised eyebrows. The young master choked on the word “lover,” and before he could react, he heard Xu Linfeng continue chattering.

“I thought you were diving headfirst into the grave of marriage and wouldn’t play around anymore. It seems I was overthinking it.”

“Tsk tsk, you have no idea how heartbroken your bed partners are. You changed your number after returning to China, they couldn’t reach you, and even came to bother me, making people think I’m gay.”

…

Xi Shi’s face was numb, Xu Linfeng’s words echoing in his mind. It took him a while to process one thing: Zhong Yuxiao was very promiscuous abroad, with countless bed partners.

The Zhong Yuxiao in front of him was completely different from the one he knew, not a boring old man, nor a nerd. Zhong Yuxiao had another side he didn’t know.

Xi Shi felt like the sky was falling.

Xu Linfeng became more and more excited, stroking his chin and looking at Xi Shi, teasing, “To be honest, your new lover is hot.”

“You misunderstand, he’s not my lover.”

Zhong Yuxiao, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke. He stared at Xi Shi’s face and condescended to explain, “He’s my wife.”

The word “wife” was like two thunderbolts, striking Xi Shi and Xu Linfeng respectively. Their reactions were different. The former froze for a moment, his arrogance extinguished, and he looked away uncomfortably. The latter was dumbfounded, his face clearly expressing two words – holy shit?!

“…Your wife?”

Then wasn’t he Xi Shi?!

Xu Linfeng trembled, almost choking. The beautiful man was Xi Shi, the Young Master Xi who had just become the CEO of Chenxi International… What did he just say? He mistook Xi Shi for Zhong Yuxiao’s lover and even said he was hot?

Hot…

Ha, haha.

Xu Linfeng wanted to bash his head against a bottle and kill his three-minutes-ago self.

“We’re married, so I guess he’s legally my wife.” Zhong Yuxiao’s tone was casual.

He remained seated in the booth throughout, looking relaxed and unconcerned, not offering a single explanation, whether it was during the lap dance or after being caught by Xi Shi.

The fire that had just died down in Xi Shi’s heart flared up again. Wife is wife, why add “I guess”?

It sounded reluctant.

The young master couldn’t stand it and his face darkened.

The atmosphere was awkward. Xu Linfeng, caught in the crossfire, nervously swallowed his saliva and chuckled dryly. “Happy wedding, may you have a long and happy marriage together, hahaha, Young Master Xi, I was just joking, don’t misunderstand.”

He held back and held back, but he couldn’t help but whisper to Zhong Yuxiao, “Why didn’t you tell me he’s Xi Shi?”

“Couldn’t you tell?”

“…”

How could he tell? He had never met Xi Shi.

Xu Linfeng felt as wronged as a two-hundred-pound man, his voice muffled. “He doesn’t look like it.”

“Doesn’t look like what?”

“Doesn’t look like your type.”

He accidentally blurted out his inner thoughts. Xu Linfeng smiled awkwardly at Xi Shi. “Hello, Young Master Xi, I’m Xu Linfeng, Night’s friend.”

“So it’s you.”

The useless second son of the Xu family.

Young Master Xi returned a friendly smile, although it looked a bit ferocious. “You’re his friend, then you must know what type he likes. Tell me.”

Why didn’t he look like Zhong Yuxiao’s type?

He wanted to see what he was lacking.

Xu Linfeng looked at Zhong Yuxiao for help, and the other party lifted his chin, as if saying, “Do as you please.”

Fuck!

He felt like he had become a part of this couple’s play.

Xu Linfeng gave up and recounted Zhong Yuxiao’s criteria for choosing bed partners, concluding, “In short, not your type.”

You couldn’t have both. Between Zhong Yuxiao and Xi Shi, he had to choose one to establish a good relationship with.

He chose Zhong Yuxiao.

Zhong Yuxiao’s gaze rested on Xi Shi’s face, agreeing seriously, “Indeed, not my type.”

Xi Shi: “…”

Not his type, then so be it. He didn’t care who Zhong Yuxiao liked, but—why did he feel so unhappy?

A bystander asked, “If you don’t like him, then why did you get married?”

Xi Shi looked at Zhong Yuxiao and didn’t speak, clearly wanting to see how he would answer.

This question was easy to answer. “A marriage of convenience” would explain it clearly, but Xi Shi inexplicably didn’t want to define their relationship as such. It felt like saying that would completely draw a line between them.

But there was already a clear line between them, the three rules were proof.

Zhong Yuxiao looked up. After a few days of not seeing him, the young master looked much more haggard, as if his vitality had been sucked dry by work.

He would rather go to a company he didn’t like than come home and face him. If he hadn’t run into him at the bar today, he wouldn’t know how long the young master planned to avoid him.

Tsk.

Zhong Yuxiao smiled faintly, his expression carefree, his tone casual. “An arranged marriage partner forced on me by my family.”

The atmosphere instantly froze.

Xi Shi was also a celebrity at Soul. He had spent a fortune here a few years ago, and most of the guests tonight were familiar faces from the circle, many of them knew him.

They had all heard that Young Master Xi had recently gotten married, turned over a new leaf, and stopped playing around.

Now, it seemed that his marriage partner wasn’t very satisfied with him. Arranged marriages were normal in wealthy circles, but the words “forced on me” didn’t sound good.

The way others looked at Xi Shi changed.