Unlike Ran Feng Ge who was able to fall asleep quickly, Su Yi Mo struggled.
He was not actually upset that Ran Feng Ge had left him all alone in the kitchen on clean up duty; what he wasn’t happy about was…
It was how overly confident Ran Feng Ge had been when he announced that he was definitely going to think of a plan to save Jing Qiu Han’s younger sister…
How was he going to do that?
How could Su Yi Mo not know what kind of man Lan Kuang was? Although he did not know what exactly happened between Ran Feng Ge and Lan Kuang in the past, if he wanted to snatch someone from the hands of Lan Kuang, it was definitely not going to be that simple!
All Su Yi Mo could think of at this moment was the night Ran Feng Ge had returned home drunk and confused. Ran Feng Ge had lain sprawled on his bed, his brows furrowed deep as he fought the nightmares in his head, his words slurring as he kept repeating the same sentence over and over.
“… Lan Kuang… I am not him… I am not him…”
Who is he… not?
Unless… Lan Kuang had Ran Feng Ge stand in as a lover of sorts before? And… had his way with him?
Su Yi Mo felt that his mental state was slowly growing out of his control—to the point of imagining Ran Feng Ge being pinned under Lan Kuang as the latter did unimaginable things to him.
The Su Yi Mo who hadn’t even gotten into bed yet, impatiently paced the length of his room, ended up hitting the wall with his fist moodily.
Could it be that the idea Ran Feng Ge had to save Jing Qiu Han’s younger sister was to get close to Lan Kuang and let him have his way with him…
Su Yi Mo vehemently rejected the idea in his head.
Reaching for his phone, Su Yi Mo dialled a number and coldly said: “I’ll give you three days. No matter what you have to do, find me the whereabouts of Jing Qiu Lan!”
Only after he had ended the call did Su Yi Mo’s mood lift a little. No matter what, he was not going to let Ran Feng Ge approach that demon dressed in human clothes, Lan Kuang.
The next day.
Ran Feng Ge lazily made his way down from the second floor to wash up when he spotted Su Yi Mo coming out of the washroom holding a towel. Dark shadows loomed across Su Yi Mo’s features.
“Did you not sleep well last night?” Ran Feng Ge asked as he brushed his teeth, looking a little comical with toothpaste on the corner of his lips.
Su Yi Mo raised his head, eyeing Ran Feng Ge but did not say anything. Without a sound, Su Yi Mo used the towel in his hands to cover his face as he sat down on the couch and allowed his body to relax into the leather—a look of utter peace on him.
Looking at him like that, Ran Feng Ge made his way into the kitchen and took out a bag of milk from the fridge. Using his teeth to rip an opening on the bag, he walked up to Su Yi Mo and removed the towel covering his face. He then poured a small amount of fresh milk onto his fingers before rubbing them around the area of Su Yi Mo’s eyes.
[PN: First time ever hearing of bagged milk, but it’s a real thing]
“This is my family’s secret recipe! Lie still and don’t move!”
Originally, Su Yi Mo had no intention of letting Ran Feng Ge touch him, but seeing as how Ran Feng Ge’s fingers were already massaging the area around his eyes, he allowed himself to close his eyes to take in the firm pressure from Ran Feng Ge’s fingertips. The milk was light and refreshing; having it massaged on his skin actually did feel rather comforting.
However… shouldn’t it be a woman’s business to pay attention to dark circles and such?
Why would he, as a CEO of an entire organization, care about something like this?
Oh, but it wasn’t him who was concerned—it was entirely due to Ran Feng Ge’s own ministrations to help him try and lessen the dark circles.
Ran Feng Ge, on the other hand, was multitasking in peace: massaging the milk gently into Su Yi Mo’s skin and slowly sipping the milk packet that was still hanging off his mouth.
Throwing it away was too much of a waste.
Hearing the sound of swallowing, gulugulu, down Ran Feng Ge’s throat, Su Yi Mo opened his eyes abruptly, giving the former a scare as he watched the sullen look on the man’s face before him: “What is it?”
“Give me the milk, I’ll do it myself. You can go wash up.”
“Oh.” Ran Feng Ge had wanted to drink a few more mouthfuls of the milk, but Su Yi Mo snatched it over swiftly, “If you still want to drink, you can make a cup of hot milk after you finish washing up.”
Hearing this, Ran Feng Ge remembered how the bread he had scavenged from the cupboards ended up yesterday, and realized Su Yi Mo was monitoring his food intake. He probably didn’t want to let Ran Feng Ge eat or drink anything that could worsen his gastric disease—this thought was precisely why Ran Feng Ge accepted his defeat so easily and went to go wash up.
Watching Ran Feng Ge obediently walk away somehow lifted Su Yi Mo’s spirits. Glancing at the half-finished milk packet in his hand, Su Yi Mo hesitated for a moment before bringing it up to his lips and downing everything in one go. Not a single drop was left for him to use on his dark circles.
As the last drops of milk slid down his throat, Su Yi Mo looked at the milk packet that Ran Feng Ge had been sipping on and felt his spirits rise to another level.
[PN: Su Yi Mo you’re so kinky!]
When Ran Feng Ge had finished washing up, he found a mug of warm milk on the coffee table next to the sofa. Lifting it up to his lips, Ran Feng Ge drank a mouthful of it, En! The temperature is just right.
Turning around, Ran Feng Ge spotted the Su Yi Mo who had already finished dressing up, so he raised his mug in thanks: “Thanks!”
Su Yi Mo brushed past him and said: “I’ll go get the car first, you take your time.”
“I’m not a fragile, dainty woman, why care so much?” Ran Feng Ge threw his head back and emptied the contents of the mug in a few gulps, before letting out a satisfied sigh: “Yum!”
Su Yi Mo eyed the milk-stained corners of his lips as a hand came up to tap at the corners of his own, indicating to Ran Feng Ge that he had milk residue on his lips.
Ran Feng Ge stretched out his tongue to lick the corner of his lips, before beaming towards Su Yi Mo: “Anymore?”
Su Yi Mo felt his throat tighten, so he turned around to walk out quickly: “No. Go change, I’ll be outside.”
Ran Feng Ge rushed up the stairs as he yelled out: “Can’t you wait for me just a second? We can go out together! I’m just gonna grab a coat!”
Su Yi Mo who had reached the front door, stopped. Ran Feng Ge had just reached the top of the stairs when he spotted the man standing still. “I’ll be right there!” he called out with a big smile.
Grabbing his coat, Ran Feng Ge took three steps at a time as he made his way down—the whole process lasting not more than 10 seconds.
As they made their way to the garage, Ran Feng Ge slipped an arm under Su Yi Mo’s elbow as he explained: “This is more like it. What if there are people outside monitoring us? Seeing the two of us together makes more sense than you being alone!”
Hearing this, Su Yi Mo didn’t know if he should laugh or cry, but looking down at their linked arms, he could not stop the small smile from appearing on his lips.
Even though Ran Feng Ge was wearing Jing Qiu Han’s face, Su Yi Mo could no longer see him as the latter. This type of reaction was no longer something Su Yi Mo could control.
As the two made their entrance at the company, it undoubtedly kicked up a storm.
Everyone gathered around Ran Feng Ge, asking him over and over again if he was feeling alright, if there were any problems with this body. Ran Feng Ge replied to everyone’s concern professionally with ease. He explained that he was getting a lot better; it was just that his injuries recently got infected, that was why he had to take a few extra days off. However, that was all in the past, he could now get back to work without hindrance!
Afterwards, he accompanied Su Yi Mo to attend a board meeting.
The meeting discussed when they were going to restart the filming for the show Bu Bu Jie Lang. Ran Feng Ge listened carefully as this would be his first time filming a show as Jing Qiu Han. This was going to be a difficult period as he needed to not only act as Jing Qiu Han, but also as the character Jing Qiu Han needed to portray in the show.
Su Yi Mo, on the other hand, was constantly stealing glances at him. He could not stop looking at the serious Ran Feng Ge.
Towards the end of the meeting, Su Yi Mo was asked to wrap up the entire discussion. As he prepared to stand up, he noticed Ran Feng Ge pull out his phone to answer a call.
The number on the screen was very familiar!
Upon catching a glimpse of the number, Su Yi Mo’s gaze had steeled completely.
Seeing that Ran Feng Ge was about to get up and leave the room to take the call, Su Yi Mo quickly said to him: “Answer that after the meeting ends! We are almost done.”
Ran Feng Ge had no qualms about it and declined the call easily, before sitting back down comfortably.
Su Yi Mo glanced towards Ran Feng Ge. Seeing that the latter was obediently listening to him, Su Yi Mo’s dark expression lightened up slightly.
Once the meeting had ended, Ran Feng Ge’s phone vibrated again indicating that another incoming call. As the meeting room was slowly being emptied out, Ran Feng Ge was thinking of heading out together with the other employees when Su Yi Mo suddenly grabbed his wrist.
Ran Feng Ge turned back to look at him, confused: “What is it?”
Su Yi Mo took the phone and immediately rejected the call.
With his photographic memory, Su Yi Mo remembered this number well. This number was the same one that had called Ran Feng Ge before, the call which Su Yi Mo had answered. The caller wanted to take Ran Feng Ge away from him, to have him be a body double for someone else.
It was An Chen.
Ran Feng Ge naturally recognised this number as well. There was only one reason why An Chen would ever call him, and it was nothing more than to let him act as An Mu’s double again! It just so happened that Ran Feng Ge had considered doing it again just so he could use An Mu’s identity to attract Lan Kuang’s attention—that was why he wanted to answer the call.
But now that Su Yi Mo was rejecting the calls, what was he planning to do?!
Seeing as the meeting room was now devoid of anyone save for the two of them, Su Yi Mo’s iceberg aura was now seeping out uncontrollably. No one in a five-meter radius dared to approach them.
Making sure that there was no one around to eavesdrop, Su Yi Mo closed the door of the meeting room and pulled Ran Feng Ge into a corner, his voice dropping dangerously low as he said: “I know why this person is contacting you.”
Ran Feng Ge looked at him in surprise, but the moment he saw the anger in his eyes, Ran Feng Ge became quiet. “However, I will not allow it! You are working for me now; you are not allowed to work for someone else!”
“I wasn’t planning on accepting it…” Ran Feng Ge lied, as he rubbed the tip of his nose sullenly.
“Then don’t even answer the calls.” Su Yi Mo said icily.
“So I just let it keep ringing?” Ran Feng Ge asked as he pointed towards the vibrating phone on the meeting table.
In Su Yi Mo’s eyes, the phone was challenging him, I am going to keep ringing whether you like it or not!
On the other end of the line was An Chen, seated on the couch with a look of utter displeasure.
Su Yi Mo glared at the inanimate object as he cursed in his heart: What a pest!
Reaching for the phone, Su Yi Mo very smoothly removed the SIM card from within the phone and promptly threw it into the nearest garbage bin.
What the fuck! Again with the bins!
This move almost made Ran Feng Ge leap out in anger: “You—”
Proofreaders: Charlotte Grey, Lyrick