Chapter 58: The Incompetent Husband Part 2

Meng Chenxiao paused, puzzled.

“Someone shoved me back then. I felt so sick in that car, but you—you smelled nice.” A faint blush colored Meng Chenxiao’s cheeks. “Your warmth made my heart race.”

Yu Sui paused. “I just like staying clean.”

“Feelings like that aren’t something you can just explain away.” Meng Chenxiao sighed. “I can’t put it into words either.”

“Don’t you ever feel like your emotions are slipping out of your control? Like they go against your own thoughts and instincts?” Yu Sui watched the man as he spoke.

“Yes.”

Yu Sui’s expression grew serious.

“For instance, when I see you two together as husbands, I should be jealous. I should hate him. But because of your voice, because of the things I’ve seen, I can’t help myself but…” Meng Chenxiao looked embarrassed as he trailed off.

Yu Sui rolled his eyes. “Shut up.”

It was even stranger—this inexplicable affection, springing straight from the heart with no warning.

After work, back home, he posed the same question to his wife.

“I wanted to kiss you at first, but I couldn’t hold back from thinking about other things. Does that count?”

Perfect. Yu Sui was speechless.

Lying in bed, he mulled over some classic tropes.

Maybe these people all knew him from before. Maybe they’d been secretly in love with him and finally saw their chance to get close.

He rolled over. No point dwelling on it. Better to finish the task and get out.

Ye Mingxu had been ushered out of the room. He coughed lightly. Had his question embarrassed Yu Sui?

The next day, Yu Sui summoned both men again.

He pulled out his phone and got straight to clocking in.

The two watched in confusion.

Meng Chenxiao’s face twisted. He was treating him like a straight-up tool.

Ye Mingxu beamed with sweet delight.

In the original plot, the subordinate’s spirit took a brutal hit. The two of them ran wild unchecked until the wife finally decided enough was enough and filed for divorce.

Then they got engaged—with him as the special invited guest.

Talk about vicious. Killing not just the body but the heart.

A full week of successful clock-ins laid bare just how much mileage the original plot had.

Another weekend rolled around.

Ye Mingxu scrolled through his phone, chatting about places they could go the next day.

“Let’s get a divorce,” Yu Sui said.

“Hm?” Ye Mingxu froze. He turned to stare at Yu Sui. “You…”

“Let’s start fresh.” Yu Sui met his eyes with utter sincerity. “I want this relationship to be pure, without a single impurity.”

Ye Mingxu’s eyes lit up. “Sui Sui…”

“Mm.” The corners of Yu Sui’s mouth curved up.

They didn’t tell Meng Chenxiao about the divorce, yet there he was, somehow already waiting at the entrance to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

But when the pair emerged after finalizing it, their expressions weren’t anything like what he’d imagined.

Ye Mingxu’s brows and eyes held their usual gentle warmth.

“Sui Sui.” Meng Chenxiao stepped forward, bouquet of flowers in hand.

“Congratulations on the divorce.” His tone dripped with provocation.

Ye Mingxu frowned and glanced at Yu Sui.

Surely not tricking him into the divorce just to…

“We’re planning to start over,” Yu Sui said.

Meng Chenxiao faltered. “You… you two…”

Ye Mingxu’s smile shone bright. “Exactly. And even after the divorce, it’s none of your business.”

Meng Chenxiao’s face darkened. Still, he figured starting fresh wouldn’t be all smooth sailing…

“Let’s throw an engagement party first,” Yu Sui added.

Meng Chenxiao stared in disbelief. “Sui Sui, you and him…”

Ye Mingxu lit up with joy. He’d actually harbored some worries that Yu Sui might tire of him eventually, but this…

Yu Sui turned to Meng Chenxiao. “You absolutely have to come.”

The man’s face contorted. “I’ll be there.”

Yu Sui was bullying him too much.

Sweetness filled Ye Mingxu’s heart. He took Yu Sui’s hand. “Sui Sui, what do you feel like eating today?”

Meng Chenxiao watched their retreating backs, clutching the bouquet so tightly his knuckles whitened.

A smooth engagement? Fat chance.

Yu Sui rattled off some dish names, his mood light. Just one final step to go.

The System was thrilled too. The plot might have derailed completely, but the task was on track for perfect completion.

Ye Mingxu didn’t keep the engagement under wraps. He invited everyone he’d ever worked with, turning it into quite the event.

But when the host called for the two protagonists to come onstage and give their speeches, repeated announcements went unanswered.

In the hotel restroom.

Meng Chenxiao clamped a hand over Yu Sui’s mouth and dragged him into a stall. He pressed kisses to the nape of the man’s neck, his free hand roaming over Yu Sui’s waist.

Yu Sui shuddered. He hadn’t anticipated trouble at the very last moment.

The host just needed to make the announcement, and he could leave. But while waiting, someone had spilled something on his clothes.

He’d had no choice but to duck into the restroom to clean up.

Meng Chenxiao had been lying in wait. Without a word, he locked the door and hauled Yu Sui into the tiny stall.

Now something terribly familiar pressed against his waist.

Yu Sui’s face twisted. He struggled to break free.

“Sui Sui, you’ve been so cruel to me—crushing my heart over and over, even inviting me here to watch your happiness. It’s too much.” The man’s voice carried a note of grievance.

Yu Sui went rigid. He clawed at Meng Chenxiao’s hand, pinching hard, but the man didn’t budge an inch.

Worse, his belt had come undone.

This was beyond explosive.

It was his engagement party, and here he was, dragged into a place like this.

Meng Chenxiao’s eyes burned red. There was no hesitation in him.

Even if Yu Sui hated him. Even if it meant his death. Today, he would have what he wanted.

Yu Sui froze, not daring to move. His breath hitched, and a faint tremor ran through his body.

It had been so long since anything like this. He’d thought he’d forgotten, but clearly he hadn’t.

Meng Chenxiao sensed the softening and felt a spark of relief. So Yu Sui wasn’t completely indifferent to him after all.

“Sui Sui, think they’ll come looking for us? Find us?” Meng Chenxiao murmured into his ear. “Hooking up with your boss right at your engagement party… tsk tsk.”

Yu Sui’s scalp prickled at the words. He couldn’t bear that kind of humiliation.

Meng Chenxiao trailed more kisses along his neck. His mood lifted, and his eyes narrowed.

He might be inexperienced, but he’d witnessed it live before and dreamed about it countless times. He wasn’t totally clueless.

Yu Sui’s body went taut. His pupils shrank, and his breath stuttered to a halt for an instant.

Meng Chenxiao drew in a deep breath, jaw clenched to keep from embarrassing himself.

So… so this was what it felt like.

His eyes gleamed with frightening intensity.

Yu Sui made no sound, holding himself back with everything he had. Just like they were sneaking around.

The thought alone thrilled Meng Chenxiao.

Their clothes remained more or less intact, merely rumpled.

Meng Chenxiao gripped Yu Sui’s waist and clamped a hand over his mouth, as if desperate to fuse them together down to the bone.

Ye Mingxu realized Yu Sui was gone. Meng Chenxiao hadn’t shown up either. His heart sank with a thud, and his face darkened as he set off to search.

He couldn’t make a scene of it, so he checked the rooms on his own, quietly.

The hotel was massive, though.

His expression grew stormier by the second. He fired off texts and calls to Yu Sui, but got no response.

Yu Sui’s hands were bound behind him with his own tie. He was bent over the toilet lid, cheeks flushed crimson, sweat trickling down from his forehead.

His boss gripped his waist like a vise. The phone buzzing in Yu Sui’s pocket drew an irritated grunt. “Ye Mingxu, huh?”

Yu Sui stiffened.

“Want to pick up?” Meng Chenxiao asked.

“No,” Yu Sui rasped. He had no interest in that kind of thing.

Meng Chenxiao caught the note of distaste. Remembering their intimate displays right in front of him, he arched a brow. Leaning down, he fished the phone from Yu Sui’s pocket and hit accept.

“Sui Sui?” Ye Mingxu’s voice came through, thick with worry.

Meng Chenxiao stayed silent. His eyes narrowed with malicious intent as he thrust in…

Yu Sui bit his lip, but it did nothing to stifle the sound.

“Sui Sui, you… you!” Ye Mingxu’s voice cracked. “Meng Chenxiao, I want to kill you!”

“You want to kill me?” Meng Chenxiao chuckled softly. “We’re right here. Do you dare come over? But the protagonist still hasn’t shown up in the front hall. Won’t that raise suspicions?”

“You! You’re no better than a beast!” Ye Mingxu’s brow furrowed. “Sui Sui, you…”

He grew worried again. Did Yu Sui actually hate him? Was today just about getting revenge? “What do you… think of me?”

“I… I’ll attend the engagement banquet…” Yu Sui stammered out the words, then felt all his strength drain away.

Meng Chenxiao hadn’t expected that even in this state, the man was still thinking of Ye Mingxu. His face twisted with fury, and he grew even more ruthless.

When Ye Mingxu heard those words, he thought: Fine, if it’s revenge, then so be it—as long as Yu Sui still had feelings for him somewhere in his heart. He calmed down. “I’ll wait for you.”

He received no reply. Over there, Meng Chenxiao had completely lost his composure and any shred of reason.

Yu Sui’s legs trembled uncontrollably. He couldn’t control his voice, and his mind was a chaotic jumble.

He felt utterly depressed inside. And more than that, he wondered when this nightmare would finally end…

On the verge of passing out, he gasped, “I can’t… can’t miss the time…”

He bit the tip of his tongue to stay conscious.

“Sui Sui really does love him,” Meng Chenxiao said, his tone laced with sourness. He had no intention of backing down.

“Don’t… don’t make me hate you…” Yu Sui pleaded.

Meng Chenxiao froze. “You… you don’t hate me?”

After doing something so outrageous… “You… you know about me… you…”

Did Yu Sui know his plan?

Yu Sui fell silent.

Meng Chenxiao jumped to his own conclusions, the corners of his mouth lifting. “You’re scheming against me again.”

His heart bubbled with sweetness. After that, he untied Yu Sui.

Time was short. He scooped Yu Sui into his arms, tidied him up as best he could, slipped a fresh jacket over him, and hurried downstairs.

Yu Sui’s legs were still weak. Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he made his way step by step onto the stage…

He was dying of embarrassment.

Ye Mingxu gazed at his beloved husband, who had clearly been thoroughly pampered. He forced a smile, even as jealousy threatened to drive him mad inside.

He stepped forward and possessively took Yu Sui’s hand.

From the crowd, Meng Chenxiao watched the two on stage, envy and bitterness churning in his heart.

In the end, he was still the one who couldn’t take the stage. But…

He touched his lips. Yu Sui seemed to feel something for him…

The host posed questions to the couple.

The two declared their willingness, their eyes locking together.

Ye Mingxu’s smile shone brilliantly. He thought about how he could sleep in tomorrow morning.

Yu Sui tugged at the corner of his mouth in a faint smile. When he heard the system announce that the task was complete, his mood lifted tremendously.

[Congratulations, Host. We can leave now.]

He felt himself rising steadily. Startled, Yu Sui looked down and saw his own body facing Ye Mingxu, while Meng Chenxiao watched the pair on stage from the crowd.

[Your request has been approved.]

Yu Sui nodded, sinking into thought.

[Shall we head to the next world?]

“Mm.”

The rapid descent sent a jolt through his heart. Yu Sui soon lost consciousness.

.

“The soul fragment has stabilized. We’ve made it through the first step.”

“But he noticed. Won’t he reject it?”

“Don’t worry.”

“Should we modify his personality?”

“No need. Just sync the plot memories.”

“What about the task memories?”

“Block them all.”