Chapter 184
184 Do you like my brother
He was about to open it when Yi Chen whispered in his ear his voice sluggish like he was about to fall asleep.
“Mmm.... don’t delete all of it. Keep our past chat records,” he said with his eyes closed while his hand slid across Zi Han’s waist drawing him closer.
Zi Han’s ear felt so itchy that he tugged at it while dodging. “Stop messing around or I will leave,” he said before deleting every unread message in Yi Chen’s light brain sent by him. He was so embarrassed that he couldn’t even read any of them.
Yi Chen let out a light hum in agreement and fell sound asleep under the hypnotic scent coming from Zi Han’s body. Meanwhile, Zi Han had finished deleting the messages and exited the chat interface. He took a casual glance at the other unread messages and decided to exit the app.
But before he could exit another message came in and this time it was from a person registered as TheOneAndOnlyYua. The picture on her avatar was eerily familiar. She was that girl from that meet and greet who wanted to hook up with Yi Chen. Zi Han didn’t even have to open the message to see what she had sent. It was right there in front of him.
TheOneAndOnlyYua: Chen Chen, why do you keep blacklisting me?
TheOneAndOnlyYua: I am not asking for much just one date.
Zi Han was about to ignore it. Besides, it wasn’t his light brain. Well, that is until she sent this;
TheOneAndOnlyYua: That girl doesn’t deserve you. She doesn’t have what I have.
.....
TheOneAndOnlyYua: [image2449.jpg]
“Fuck,” swore Zi Han when he opened the image and found an erotic picture from possibly a lingerie photoshoot from her modeling work.
Zi Han had to say she looked hot as fuck but instead of appreciating the curves and skin showing under that red lace he was a little annoyed. Yes, he didn’t have a body shaped like a model but come on. The guy obviously showed her that he was taken yet she dared send him such a seductive picture.
Zi Han scoffed as he turned his head and glanced at Yi Chen who had fallen asleep ages ago. He was breathing evenly with a tranquil expression on his face like he was at peace.
Since it was his duty as the fake girlfriend to swat away the flies he pulled up the quilt half covering his face. Zi Han bit his lower lip with a hint of mischief in his eyes.
He gently grasped Yi Chen’s chin and moved his head to face upwards his actions careful. After talking himself into this shitty plan he pressed his lips on Yi Chen’s cheek while capturing this moment.
He quickly checked the picture and after cropping it leaving half of Yi Chen’s face and half of his with his lips peeking from underneath the quilt he sent it.
YC: [image.jpg]
YC: Back off bitch. He is mine.
After sending this he deleted the chat history and traces of the image. He also didn’t forget to blacklist Ikeda Yua. Ridden with guilt he silently crawled out of the bed intending to go home that is after grabbing his little shark from Yi Chen’s desk.
The only reason he managed to get away from Yi Chen was because the man was so exhausted he couldn’t feel anything.
Zi Han could get away from one Yi family member but he still couldn’t escape from the other two. As soon as he stepped out he saw the pair of siblings standing at the end of the corridor looking like the twins from The Shining.
Zi Han, “....”
If only they were twins and wore the same outfit they would recreate that eerie scene perfectly.
“Come play with us jie jie,” said Ming Ming her expression beaming like she had seen the north star.
Zi Han wanted to refuse but those cute faces had him conceding. It seemed that this kind of pitiful expression was a family thing because he couldn’t resist.
“Uh.... ten minutes, okay? I have to go home afterwards,” he said and soon he was dragged into Ming Ming’s room.
On the other hand, Lin Ruoxi was sitting on the barstool in the kitchen typing so fast like a keyboard warrior scolding her husband.
TheMarshal’sPrettyWife: What do you mean I shouldn’t leave them alone without supervision?
TheMarshal’sPrettyWife: Are you out of your mind?
MarshalYi: That’s what Zi Feiji said.
MarshalYi: He must have his own reason.
TheMarshal’sPrettyWife: Since when do you listen to him?
TheMarshal’sPrettyWife: Are you hiding something from me?
Marshal Yi, “...”
Meanwhile, Zi Han was sitting on the carpet with a small table in front of him while Ming Ming used her play makeup set on him.
Yi Youxi was sitting opposite him staring at him with a dazed expression on his face which Zi Han found amusing.
“A little bit here and... maybe here,” said Ming Ming while putting blush on Zi Han’s cheeks. To be frank, he looked like a clown, a very handsome clown.
“Do you like my brother?” asked Yi Youxi his expression serious.
Zi Han, “....”
Why the fuck did it feel like he was being interrogated? With a cocked brow he said, “Yes, I like him. We are really good friends.”
Yi Youxi smiled as he leaned back a little. He removed his elbows from the table and said, “So you are single?”
Zi Han, ‘WTF!’
Was he being hit on by a five year old? “Aren’t you like five years old?” he asked wondering how Yi Youxi could possibly be related to Yi Chen. Yi Youxi seemed chilled and fun but Yi Chen was especially serious well, that is in front of everyone else but him.
“I am eight,” he said but Ming Ming’s action of putting a hair clip in Zi Han’s hair paused her eyes wide.
Both Yi Youxi and Zi Han noticed her ‘are you kidding me’ gaze. Yi Youxi had no choice but to correct himself.
“Fine.... seven and a half. How about we make a deal.... if in ten years you are still single then we can get togeth_,” he said only for the door to open and their mother walking in her expression radiant like the glowing sun.
“Playtime is over... Han Han, can I call you that?” she asked not knowing how well to communicate with an in-law.
“Yes, Han Han is fine,” replied Zi Han and Lin Ruoxi let out a sigh of relief.
“May, may I speak with you for a moment?” she asked and Zi Han stood up with slight embarrassment. His face was covered in makeup and he looked like a hot mess but Lin Ruoxi didn’t seem to mind. She just led him out of the room not forgetting to glare at her kids in the process.