Chapter 53 Part 2

He bent over again to put on his clothes.

Meng Chenxiao stepped back, pretending to squat and tie his shoelaces, eyes unblinking.

He saw it…

His gaze burned intensely as he swallowed hard.

After Yu Sui finished dressing and turned around, the man was no longer in the bathroom.

He didn’t pay it any mind, glancing at his dirty clothes with a slight frown—he didn’t want them anymore.

But he still had to take them away and toss them later.

Coming out, he found Meng Chenxiao wasn’t in the break room.

Yu Sui was utterly puzzled.

He packed up the clothes and took them to the office.

After sitting at his workstation and busying himself for a good while, Meng Chenxiao finally returned.

Hearing the noise, Yu Sui glanced over, thinking it was nice to be a leader—you could work whenever you felt like it.

With a nod, Yu Sui turned back to his computer.

The man had assigned him work just to control his time conveniently; the content itself wasn’t important.

Meng Chenxiao’s body stiffened, his face flushing and heart pounding as he returned to his desk.

He truly couldn’t restrain his thoughts and didn’t want to be found out, so he headed to the outer bathroom.

Recalling Yu Sui’s natural reactions and subtle changes, Meng Chenxiao’s eyes turned red.

Then he wondered: Did Yu Sui really not know how alluring he looked like that?

Did he truly have no feelings for him at all?

There were still marks on his body, yet he faced him so calmly—this…

He thought it over and finally solidified his determination to snatch the man back.

“Come with me to a social engagement tonight,” Meng Chenxiao said.

“Huh?” Yu Sui blinked in surprise. “What time?”

He hadn’t expected Meng Chenxiao to be so impatient—he couldn’t wait even a moment.

“Don’t worry, I’ll send you back,” Meng Chenxiao said, looking at him. “Didn’t you ask me to help you test…”

Yu Sui nodded in agreement.

They left work early that afternoon.

Yu Sui had assumed the engagement was a drinking party, but it turned out to be a billiards room.

This was naturally no ordinary billiards hall.

It was a high-end club with extraordinary interior decor.

Meng Chenxiao introduced him to two friends he’d met once before.

Yu Sui greeted them politely, inwardly snarking, “Not even pretending.”

[Now he can openly come and go from your home—and with your permission, of course he’s even more brazen.]

Thinking of his own self-inflicted cuckolding, Yu Sui sighed inwardly.

Young Master Qian and Young Master Zhang played billiards, but their gazes repeatedly landed on Yu Sui.

They hadn’t expected their friend to remain undeterred, bringing the man here—it was truly brazen.

Yu Sui noticed their stares and immediately felt uneasy.

Meng Chenxiao, however, was utterly at ease. After playing a bit, he pulled Yu Sui over to teach him.

Yu Sui was baffled but couldn’t refuse.

The two friends watched Meng Chenxiao practically pull the man into his arms, their eyelids twitching.

Young Master Zhang cleared his throat lightly. “Chenxiao, mind yourself.”

Meng Chenxiao glanced over, somewhat displeased.

Young Master Zhang hadn’t expected his friend to actually get upset; he rolled his eyes, said nothing, but vented in the group chat.

Young Master Qian soon joined in.

[Can you be more discreet?]

[Aren’t you afraid Ye Mingxu will target your family?]

[You’re way too brazen.]

They went back and forth.

Hearing his phone vibrate, Meng Chenxiao straightened up, pulled it out, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

[Later, I’ll explain.]

They played quite late, and Meng Chenxiao naturally drove the man home.

Yu Sui sat in the back seat, sighing inwardly that he hadn’t even drunk any alcohol.

In the living room, Ye Mingxu’s expression was grim.

At this hour, his husband still wasn’t home—likely delayed by someone.

Thinking of Meng Chenxiao’s intentions, he couldn’t help but worry.

As they exited the elevator, Meng Chenxiao spoke. “Why don’t you pretend to be drunk? That way, you can better gauge your wife’s reaction.”

Yu Sui heard this and nodded.

Meng Chenxiao’s eyes narrowed as he naturally steadied his waist before pushing open the door.

Ye Mingxu heard the commotion and rose to greet them.

Then he saw Meng Chenxiao holding his husband in his arms, eyes full of provocation. “Yu Sui drank too much; I brought him back.”

His hand pinched Yu Sui’s waist through his shirt; the man shivered, nearly unable to resist opening his eyes.

“Is that so?” Ye Mingxu’s tone was icy as he stepped forward to take Yu Sui, his body stiffening.

There was no trace of alcohol on his husband at all. He looked up at Meng Chenxiao.

The other’s smile was utterly ambiguous.

Ye Mingxu bit his lip. “It’s late; no need to stay.”

“No rush.” Meng Chenxiao showed no sign of being a guest and sat on the sofa.

Yu Sui perked up his ears to listen.

By going along with the flow, he’d made the man’s words a mix of truth and lies—truly brilliant.

Ye Mingxu noticed his husband’s discomfort and felt a chill inside.

What had happened between them? Why pretend to be drunk? No, perhaps he was just tired…

Why tired?

Hadn’t he told him to stay away from Meng Chenxiao, yet here his husband was, letting the man bring him home.

He felt a pang of sadness, but in front of an outsider, he didn’t expose Yu Sui’s lie.

After taking Yu Sui back to the room and closing the door, he looked at Meng Chenxiao. “Let’s talk.”

Meng Chenxiao rose.

The two left the room.

Yu Sui opened his eyes, got out of bed, and crept to the door to eavesdrop—but they’d already gone out.

“So melodramatic and explosive, but damn thrilling,” Yu Sui summed up.

[Indeed.]

After closing the door, Ye Mingxu grabbed the man’s collar. “What did you do to him?”

“What did I do?” Meng Chenxiao looked baffled. “What could I have done?”

“You!” Ye Mingxu released him. “No matter what schemes you have, I won’t let you succeed.”

Meng Chenxiao raised an eyebrow. “What if it’s not just me with ideas?”

At those words, Ye Mingxu froze. “What do you mean?”

Meng Chenxiao just smiled enigmatically. “You’ll find out.”

There was no way he’d reveal that Yu Sui loved Ye Mingxu but lacked security, using him to stir jealousy—he wasn’t here to play wingman.

Straightening his clothes, Meng Chenxiao turned and left.

Ye Mingxu stared at his retreating back, fists clenched, face dark as he returned.

Yu Sui had already lain back down on the bed.

Hearing the noise, he wondered inwardly: That quick?

[Probably not.] The System analyzed. [Meng must have spilled your plan. Not making a move this time is to dispel suspicions, waiting until next time when you’re truly drunk to act.]

Yu Sui thought it made sense.

Creak—

His room door was pushed open; Yu Sui puzzled inwardly.

Ye Mingxu approached the bedside.

His husband was pretending to sleep.

He didn’t get it—why pretend to be drunk? Had he done something he couldn’t face him about?

Ye Mingxu reached out to rub Yu Sui’s lips. “Why did you…”

Hearing this, Yu Sui knew his husband was disappointed.

But the next moment, Ye Mingxu’s kiss descended.

It was frantic with unease, so fierce and urgent.

Yu Sui couldn’t keep pretending; he opened his eyes and shoved at the man.

Ye Mingxu easily pulled away, staring at him. “You’re not drunk?”

“I…” Yu Sui knew it was deliberate, but this kind of test…

“Why pretend to be drunk?” Ye Mingxu fixed him with a stare. “What happened between you and Meng Chenxiao?”

His wife’s suspicion left Yu Sui baffled.

Huh?

[Meng must’ve said something to make him back off—even claiming you two are hooking up?] The System said. [No way, that’s too explosive.]

At those words, Yu Sui frowned slightly. “What do you mean?”

Usually, Yu Sui’s impatience didn’t faze Ye Mingxu, but today it felt like he was hiding something.

“Did something happen between you? Is that why you faked being drunk?” Ye Mingxu said, looking down. “These aren’t your clothes, are they?”

Yu Sui blinked in surprise—weren’t suit pants all the same? How did he tell?

No, he realized instantly: because he was familiar with Meng Chenxiao’s.

“My clothes got dirty, so…” he began. “But you—why didn’t you come take care of me right away? What were you talking about with my boss?”

Seeing his righteous indignation, Ye Mingxu was so furious his heart ached. “Yu Sui, how’d they get dirty? You went out of your way to change pants?”

“What does it have to do with you?” Yu Sui frowned—there was no way he’d admit something so humiliating.

But to Ye Mingxu, his evasion screamed guilt; recalling Meng Chenxiao’s smug grin made him even more uneasy.

Ignoring Yu Sui’s resistance, he undid his belt.

When he saw the color and brand of the underwear, Ye Mingxu paused. “These aren’t yours.”

“Whose did you put on?” He stared at Yu Sui. “Meng Chenxiao’s?”

Yu Sui saw the aggressive look in his eyes and was so startled that he didn’t speak for a moment.

Seeing Yu Sui fall silent, Ye Mingxu gritted his teeth. “Yu Sui, what exactly did you two do? Your clothes just happened to get dirty, so you changed into these?”

Startled by the shouting, Yu Sui came back to his senses and furrowed his brow. “Ye Mingxu, watch your attitude.”

His wife had always been so gentle, but today he was acting so ferocious. It made Yu Sui lose face.

Ye Mingxu heard no explanation and lost all rationality.

“Are you hiding some shameful traces?” He figured this must be Meng Chenxiao’s scheme, but he’d still fallen right into it.

Rip—

Yu Sui’s eyes widened. Wasn’t this the pair?

His pants were now ragged beggar pants.

Ye Mingxu tossed them aside and stared at Yu Sui, inspecting him closely. “Yu Sui.”

Yu Sui trembled. “You… calm down a little.”

He grabbed for the blanket, trying to cover himself.

But Ye Mingxu forcefully blocked him and gripped his ankle. “How far have you two gone? You refused to live with me—is it because of him? Huh?”

Yu Sui felt a stab of pain. A man’s strength was no joke. He tried to pull his leg free, but the difference in power was too great.

And then there were Ye Mingxu’s words…

[It’s confirmed,] the System said. [He must have realized that blindly playing the loyal dog wouldn’t drive you away, so he chose this way to sow discord. Maybe he’ll even make Ye Mingxu jealous enough to figure out who he really likes.]

Yu Sui had no attention to spare for a reply, not with Ye Mingxu’s hand where it was.

“Yu Sui, answer me!” The man kept pressing him. “Is the next step to dump me? Are you going to divorce me?”

Yu Sui shook his head. “No, it’s not…”

He didn’t dare move. His face went pale. “Calm down. Let me explain…”

Seeing Yu Sui yield like this, Ye Mingxu stared at him. “Fine. Talk.”

“We really didn’t do anything. It was an accident…” Yu Sui recounted his embarrassing mishap. “Did you do this on purpose just to humiliate me?”

“You mean he saw you naked in the bath?” Far from being soothed, Ye Mingxu grew even more furious with jealousy.