Chapter 80#

“Dare not” - this phrasing is just… dare not what? Dare not let her fiancé eat with other men?

It just so happened that Fu Jinchi’s low-level acting skills, which didn’t even require using his brain, managed to hit the spot with that little girl Lisa every time.

Whether Ding Hongbo was gay or straight, that was exactly what she was sensitive about.

Of course, what Fu Jinchi did was also quite boring.

Since no one left, the four of them really ate this meal together.

The atmosphere at the table was dull and awkward, relying entirely on Yan Zishu and Ding Hongbo, the two who still cared about face, to find some topics to keep it going.

The scenic seat with the best view in the restaurant allowed one to see the faint high-rise buildings on the other side of the sea in the distance. After dark, it turned into the lights of a giant Ferris wheel, neon lights flashing, and countless colorful lights pouring down like stars. It was a waste for their table.

However, Yan Zishu had slowly figured out Fu Jinchi’s temper now. Didn’t his lordship just feel that his mood for eating had been disturbed? You said it’s your anniversary, right? Let’s just all sit down and be uncomfortable together.

Yan Zishu knew he loved to act, but in front of outsiders, he wouldn’t expose him.

Otherwise, he couldn’t just turn his elbow outward (side with outsiders).

Wine was opened at the table, which belonged to Ding Hongbo and was stored here. The manager personally pushed the cart with the ice bucket up.

Ding Hongbo was a regular customer here. It was said that his first date with Lisa was in this restaurant and at this seat, so Lisa insisted on sitting here today. Yan Zishu looked at her with a bit of sympathy, feeling that she lived in her own sandcastle.

The manager poured wine for Ding Hongbo and the other, but there were two extra guests at the same table. Should he pour or not?

Ding Hongbo found Fu Jinchi extremely annoying now, but he couldn’t appear stingy with this little bit of wine, so he signaled to pour for everyone.

All three people had wine in their glasses, only Yan Zishu covered his glass: “I drank yesterday, I can’t drink too much.”

Hearing this, Fu Jinchi hooked the corner of his mouth: “Do you have iced lemon tea? Please bring a glass, with less ice.”

Naturally, even if they didn’t have it, they had to have it. The manager quickly replaced it with a glass of iced lemon tea.

However, looking at the goblet in front of Fu Jinchi, Ding Hongbo only felt more stifled in his heart. He really would rather pour it out than let him drink it.

Actually, one glass of wine didn’t make much difference. This Western meal, with foie gras and caviar, was eaten with dull interest.

After the meal, Lisa finally realized that dragging Ding Hongbo to sit down in a fit of pique was simply a wrong choice. Not only did they not enjoy this scenic seat, but a good anniversary was also ruined. It would have been better to celebrate somewhere else.

The waiter came over to serve mouthwash. Lisa took her handbag unhappily and went to the restroom to touch up her makeup and lipstick.

Yan Zishu gently touched Fu Jinchi: “You still have wine, not drinking anymore?”

There was still less than half a glass in Fu Jinchi’s glass, the amber liquid clear and transparent. Wasting someone else’s good wine like this seemed a bit impolite. He glanced at the table, didn’t say whether he would drink or not, and looked down to ask: “Do you want to taste it?”

Yan Zishu had been warming up the atmosphere all night and was already a bit tired, so he said lazily: “Sure.”

Unexpectedly, Fu Jinchi didn’t give him the glass. Instead, he drank the remaining wine in one gulp. In front of Ding Hongbo, he pinched Yan Zishu’s chin, lowered his head to engage in a kiss, and ambiguously passed the wine into his mouth.

Caught off guard, Yan Zishu was scooped into an embrace. When he reacted, his breath had already been taken away.

Fu Jinchi’s tall body turned sideways, one hand cushioning his back and the other controlling him, allowing no refusal. Yan Zishu whimpered and instinctively pushed against Fu Jinchi’s chest twice, but the remaining struggle disappeared in the opponent’s strong restraint.

In the end, he closed his eyes submissively and immersed himself in this champagne-flavored kiss.

Ding Hongbo stared dumbfounded at the scene before him, his face unknowingly flushing red.

He tried his best to suppress his stunned expression, but it was still terribly awkward—he felt it was inappropriate to act surprised at this time, otherwise he would seem like an inexperienced little boy. In fact, a businessman like Ding Hongbo had certainly been to various entertainment venues and seen all kinds of sleazy scenes. But, these two people, in such a place? In public?

So it would be better to say that Fu Jinchi’s reckless behavior shocked him, so much so that he couldn’t regain his composure for a long time.

In Fu Jinchi’s arms, Yan Zishu half-refused and half-yielded, looking docile and unable to resist. He was initially startled and reluctant, but gradually softened, allowing the other to take whatever he wanted, and even one hand gradually wrapped around Fu Jinchi’s slender back of the neck.

Ding Hongbo’s mind was in a mess. He had always been proud and satisfied, but now he was so panicked, which shouldn’t be his reaction.

In fact, he also lost his composure.

Ding Hongbo sternly accused Fu Jinchi in his heart of acting recklessly and without rules, but a shamelessly vivid image emerged in his mind, like a rose entangled by dark thorns, a petal withering and falling, dropping into the bottom of his eyes and heart.

Swallowing a mouthful of wine, Lisa hadn’t returned yet. There were sporadic other diners near this seat, but fortunately, no one paid attention to this side.

Fu Jinchi asked in a low voice with a volume only the two of them could hear: “Does it taste good?”

But it would probably be hard for Ding Hongbo not to guess, after all, there were only three words, and he could tell from the lip shape.

Yan Zishu let out a long breath like a sigh. On the side invisible to Ding Hongbo, he leaned close to Fu Jinchi’s ear, exhaling into his ear, but said inaudibly: “I went all out to cooperate with you like this, is there any reward?”

Fu Jinchi just chuckled, with a husky sexiness: “Anything you want.”

Yan Zishu leaned against him, eyes lowered, not caring at all about Ding Hongbo’s strange gaze opposite.

The impression he usually left on the outside world was calm and self-possessed, meticulous, so that many people would be certain that he followed the rules and restrained himself with strong self-control to make no mistakes. In a sense, this was true, but that was only part of Yan Zishu’s character.

In fact, Yan Zishu could be calm enough to ignore everyone he didn’t care about.

Fu Jinchi’s possessiveness and desire for control, which were so strong as to be scorching, were actually not what truly made him shrink back. But Yan Zishu wanted to hold the reins in his own hands. Once he drew his own line, he could tolerate and accommodate almost limitlessly.

What does a Ding Hongbo count for? Whether Fu Jinchi wanted to demonstrate or declare sovereignty, Yan Zishu was happy to let him be.

Because regardless of whether it would cause shock, contempt, or disdain from the other party, he didn’t take it to heart at all.

To use what Fu Jinchi once said, he did it willingly.

Fu Jinchi raised his eyes and suddenly smiled at Ding Hongbo: “And you, have you seen enough?”

Ding Hongbo came back to his senses and choked on his own saliva: “You… cough cough cough cough cough!”

Lisa came from afar and saw Ding Hongbo coughing badly, so she hurriedly took a few steps forward to pat his back. Only then did Fu Jinchi let go of Yan Zishu, and the two returned to their original positions, as if no scandalous scene had happened just now.

Just now when Ding Hongbo was coughing and couldn’t catch his breath, Fu Jinchi’s exquisite eyebrows and eyes carried undisguised mockery, saying to the other party: “Either you have the ability to pretend for a lifetime and never reveal your true form; even if you can’t do it, please don’t stare at other people’s things.”

Until Lisa came over, Ding Hongbo was still coughing. He said nothing in the end.

Both couples had to take the elevator down to the parking lot.

Before leaving, as expected, Yan Zishu felt that the look Ding Hongbo cast on him became strange.

This wasn’t hard to imagine. A month ago, he was relying on people’s “grace” to do some scattered desk work, looking like it was not easy to make a living. Now he had a backer. Just what he was wearing today couldn’t be explained clearly, plus Fu Jinchi’s attitude. It would be difficult for outsiders to think of their relationship as proper.

Ding Hongbo’s thoughts at this time were exactly what Yan Zishu had discerned.

Lisa said these two were boyfriends. Ding Hongbo thought she was naive. With such a huge difference in status and economic standing, talking about love?

With such blatant deception, only a simple brain like hers would believe it.

Moreover, Ding Hongbo saw with his own eyes just now Fu Jinchi’s attitude of playing with him. He…

He clearly didn’t treat Yan Zishu as an equal person at all!

To put it bluntly, isn’t it just being kept?

So Yan Zishu wasn’t short of money now. Ding Hongbo looked at him with a complicated expression. Was it just because he clung to the man next to him?

Ding Hongbo felt that he should have indeed met Fu Jinchi before, probably at this banquet or that reception. But being so rude and impolite, what kind of new money was he? With people coming and going, it was normal not to have a specific impression.

Ding Hongbo didn’t want to see Yan Zishu caught in his hands like a canary, but he indeed had no right to comment.

After all, they still had to go their separate ways.

Under the pale lighting of the parking lot, the driver started the car. Ding Hongbo opened the car door for Lisa gentlemanly and held the roof of the car with his hand to prevent her from bumping her head. Ladies first, treating ladies well, this was the upbringing engraved in his bones.

Naturally, Ding Hongbo was not good for nothing. It was precisely because of these details, and the steady and enterprising qualities he showed, that he had a great charm for some girls, which could make them fascinated and unwilling to let go.

Only Ding Hongbo knew his own despicable side, but that was something he himself didn’t want to face. Hide it, and pretend it doesn’t exist.

He turned his head. Fu Jinchi and the others’ car was in another area, so it was completely impossible to see it from here.

Ding Hongbo opened the door from the other side and sat in the back seat. Lisa, having had a terrible anniversary, leaned over aggrievedly.

He paused, and his arm was already hugged by Lisa on her own. Actually, Ding Hongbo rarely initiated intimacy, but he always knew how to make the “correct” reaction. Before, he convinced himself, shouldn’t it be like this?

But at this moment, he feigned drunkenness and closed his eyes. A sea of dark roses brushed through his mind, and he didn’t really want to open them.

*

At this time, Yan Zishu was also in the back seat of the Lincoln, leaning in Fu Jinchi’s arms with his eyes half-closed.

Fu Jinchi wasn’t that honest. His hand reached in from under the clothes and gently stroked his lower abdomen through the innermost shirt.

But it didn’t mean he wanted him. Fu Jinchi now liked to rub the scars on Yan Zishu’s lower abdomen from time to time. Rubbing and rubbing, he would suddenly hug him tightly in his arms, not knowing what he was thinking, hiding a lot of words in his eyes, but saying nothing in the end.

Yan Zishu knew that he probably still had shadows about the incident on the ship, and this could only be left to time to heal slowly.

This day was exhausting after all. He rested his head on Fu Jinchi’s shoulder, feeling a bit drowsy.

The driver had finished dinner elsewhere and asked Fu Jinchi where to go next.