“My dear, my dear. My dear Tang, is this the kind of heartfelt affection you should grace me with?” Charles’ expression was one of exaggerated pain that only made it all the more difficult to believe him. Lately, he had been leaning towards theatricality and taking pointers from plays, putting on his own version of Shakespearean tragedies with a touch of .
“What?” Tang Feng couldn’t find anything heartfelt or affectionate on Charles. If it hadn’t been for Lu Tian Chen keeping Charles in check, Tang Feng felt the man wouldn’t have been able to resist acting out earlier.
Tang Feng didn’t understand why a playboy like Charles had fallen for him. Exactly which part of him did the man fall for? He didn’t want things to reach the point where Charles would be pining to death for him. As a result, besides his training class examination and the upcoming film with Gino, Tang Feng was also wondering how to get rid of Charles.
Playboys like Charles became bored easily, but Tang Feng wasn’t sure he could direct things toward the result he desired. Maintaining an ambiguous relationship with Charles wasn’t a desirable choice; besides, Tang Feng didn’t like leaving things that way.
Perhaps he should start treating Charles with indifference. It didn’t matter if Charles ended up hating him, Lu Tian Chen was there to protect him. As for Lu Tian Chen’s own feelings… At the moment, there was no need for Tang Feng to consider that problem.
Between being a man and a businessman, Lu Tian Chen definitely leaned towards the latter.
“You truly are cold, babe. You didn’t treat me like this before. What changed you?” Charles plopped down onto the sofa carelessly, spreading his arms and resting them on the back like a dirty millionaire. Raising his chin, he looked at the actor and said, “You told me that you didn’t have time today because you had to practice. But what did I see just now? Oh that’s right, our Tang Feng who should’ve been focusing on his job had spent half an hour alone inside his room with a little white rabbit.”
“You might think I’ve changed, but I merely stopped living the way you wanted me to. Charles, you don’t know the real me.”
Charles laughed loudly at Tang Feng’s response. “My dear, what are you saying? The real you is standing right in front of me. How could I not know?”
“Let me guess, you want to start a relationship with that rabbit? Forget it, my dear. That little rabbit doesn’t suit you at all. A man like you was born to be doted on by others.”
“Besides sex, what else can you talk about?”
“I don’t think there’s anything wrong with sex. Even when I’m eighty, I want to keep loving. Just admit it, my dear, you actually want to be held by me. You miss my body.” Charles was drifting further from the topic at hand, a hint of indignation flickering in his eyes. “Even if you pretend to be mature and calm, I’ve seen your eyes. And they’ve told me that you’re actually lonely and hurt. You just haven’t noticed.”
“I don’t want to notice at all.” Tang Feng sighed and rubbed his forehead with his palm. “Charles, I still have things to do. If you don’t have anything important to say, we can talk another day.”
“You’re kicking me out?” Charles’ voice grew higher with a hint of disbelief.
“I only wish that you could show some understanding.” Tang Feng was certain a megalomaniac like Charles wouldn’t know how to sympathize with someone. For the most part, the consideration and gentleness Charles showed were results of the personal image he sought to display to the public.
Charles stood up suddenly and leveled a long look at Tang Feng. “I think I’ve shown you enough consideration, my dear.”
“Is that so? Should I thank you for that?” Tang Feng forced a smile.
“All right, all right. I won’t disturb your practice anymore.” For once, Charles left without saying more. Gazing at the closed door, Tang Feng let out a light sigh.
Proofreaders: CC Britannia, Jinny