But... no matter how Qi Xuan thought about it, something just didn't feel right.
Who exactly is this Zhao Yuan?
Author's Note:
What Mr. Qi is best at is being jealous of himself.
Chapter 50, Third Story (10)
In the past few days, Qin Chu has frequently mentioned the name Zhao Yuan, and even called him Zhao Yuan on several occasions...
To be precise, it seems that Qin Chu never called him by his real name.
Qi Xuan took a deep breath, suppressing the anger rising in his chest.
He lowered his gaze to hide the darkness in his eyes, and asked Qin Chu with a smile, "What's wrong? Are you still upset that I lied to you before? Or..." Did she already know someone named Zhao Yuan before she met him?
"No," Qin Chu replied calmly, and then fell silent.
Qi Xuan's heart couldn't help but clench.
Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan, Zhao Yuan!
Why bring up other people?
Once this thought was set in motion, it was hard not to overthink it. When Qin Chu first learned his name was Zhao Yuan, he treated him very well, though his attitude was cold, there was always a unique gentleness about him.
After finding out that he was Qi Xuan, she beat him up and tied him to the bed instead.
Mr. Qi completely ignored the various self-destructive actions he had taken, and the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, along with a sense of unease and worry.
So, at dinner, Qi Xuan still had a smile on his face, but he began to subtly probe: "When I said my name was Zhao Yuan earlier, you seemed to pause for a moment. Does that name sound familiar?"
Qin Chu's original intention was just to test the waters again, but he didn't expect Qi Xuan to ask such a question.
Feeling he had achieved something, he said, "I know someone with the same name."
With a "snap," the disposable chopsticks in his hand broke in two. Qi Xuan's smile remained unchanged as he reached out and got himself another pair.
After eating for a short while, he asked casually, "What a coincidence, when did you meet that Zhao Yuan?"
While observing Qi Xuan's expression, Qin Chu continued to press his advantage: "Classmate."
"Oh, primary school or high school?"
"high school."
High school is a time when puppy love is common.
Qi Xuan subtly ground his teeth, then smiled and continued, "Are you still on good terms? Do you still keep in touch?"
After asking the question, he noticed that Qin Chu did not answer immediately. He looked up and saw that the man had his handsome brows furrowed, as if he was thinking or recalling something.
Qi Xuan was taken aback.
Mr. Gift always had a stern face, but he rarely showed such a serious expression of reminiscing. Just seeing this expression, Qi Xuan couldn't help but feel an overwhelming surge of jealousy.
Who could it be that he remembers so clearly, that just hearing a name makes him so distracted?
The absent-minded Qin Chu was actually pondering whether his relationship with Zhao Yuan was good or not.
According to other people's opinions, it seemed pretty good. But he not only beat up Zhao Yuan, but also stole his territory and his underlings...
Unable to come up with a solution, Qin Chu answered Qi Xuan's question with a connection: "My deskmate, I can't get in touch with him."
These two concise answers were like a knife stabbing into President Qi's chest, still churning wildly.
Deskmates... how close must they be? They must do practice problems together, eat together, and maybe even nap face-to-face on the desk. If they're really close, they probably go to and from school together too!
What does it mean if I can't reach you? It means it's not that I don't want to contact you...
Qi Xuan was so upset he was about to cry, and he was listless during his afternoon work session.
Qin Chu observed him for a whole lunch, but he was still completely baffled.
To say he had no connection with Zhao Yuan would be one thing, but this guy kept pressing Zhao Yuan's name, asking a bunch of questions indirectly. To say they were related would be another, because upon hearing these things, Qi Xuan's expression didn't show any nostalgia or attempt to hide it; instead, he seemed unable to contain his anger, and his eyes grew increasingly aggrieved.
Anyone who didn't know better would think he beat up Qi Xuan for no reason.
Qin Chu asked Noah, puzzled, "Collect facial expression data and try to deduce what he really means?"
Noah sighed softly, "Sir, I advise you not to mention Zhao Yuan again."
General Qin felt he could still try, but it wasn't until evening that he realized he had stirred up a hornet's nest.
He was working out at the gym when Qi Xuan stood beside him and asked him something, but he ignored him. The next second, Qi Xuan pulled him off the equipment, stared at him, and asked, "Why are you ignoring me? Are you thinking about Zhao Yuan?"
Qin Chu: "..."
After washing up and lying in bed that night, Qin Chu was just about to fall asleep when he felt someone press against his back, like a ghost haunting him, asking in his ear, "Why are you facing away from me? Are you thinking about Zhao Yuan again?"
The next morning, Qin Chu untied Qi Xuan. The man, with red eyes from not sleeping all night, asked him quietly, "Who were you thinking about when you tied me up yesterday? Was it Zhao Yuan?"
Qin Chu: "..."
Very good. President Qi has single-handedly made General Qin feel a physiological aversion to a name.
That evening, Qi Xuan continued his relentless pursuit, sticking to the outside of Qin Chu's bedroom door while he took a shower.
"Were you nice to me before because my name is Zhao Yuan?"
"You were deskmates for several years, were you really just deskmates?"
Qin Chu stood in his bedroom, staring at his reflection in the mirror, feeling a terrible headache. He couldn't help but ask Noah, "Is he sick? Can I hit him?"
"Anyone who didn't know better would think Zhao Yuan stole something from him."
Noah: "..."
Didn't they steal something?
However, he wouldn't say this to General Qin. He just remarked that this was the first time Qin Chu had ever taken a shower in the bathroom for more than ten minutes.
It seems that dramatic girls are always the nemesis of straight men.
Perhaps seeing that Qin Chu hadn't said anything, the person standing outside the glass wall also fell silent for a while, which was unusual for them.
Through the frosted glass, you could vaguely see slender fingers tracing two lines on the door, their movements cautious and helpless, like a child who was both angry and frightened.
After a long silence, the person outside the door asked in a muffled voice, "You two...were you ever together?"
Qin Chu was taken aback by the question.
Thanks to Qi Xuan, he couldn't help but think about Zhao Yuan during this time. The name was frequently mentioned, and the people who mentioned it bore a striking resemblance to Zhao Yuan himself.
Now, as he asked through the door, Qin Chu suddenly thought of the time after his coming-of-age ceremony, under the dim streetlights, when the boy rubbed against him like a big dog.
But soon, Qin Chu put on his clothes and suppressed the strange feeling that welled up in his heart.
He frowned, his brow furrowed with a hint of irritation, but beneath that irritation lay a sense of helplessness, a feeling of not knowing how to handle the situation. Qin Chu opened the bathroom door and walked out, not giving Qi Xuan a second glance, hoping the guy would obediently quiet down.
It would be a miracle if it were even useful.
Qin Chu hadn't taken two steps when he felt his clothes being pulled.
"Why won't you answer me?" Her voice was full of grievance.
Qin Chu sighed helplessly, truly at a loss for how to handle this situation. He reached out and brushed Qi Xuan's hand away, casually snapping, "Zhao Yuan, are you ever going to stop?"
After he finished speaking, the bedroom fell silent.
It's like pouring a bucket of liquid nitrogen onto the ceiling, freezing the air completely.
In this extreme silence, Qin Chu pursed his lips, and his dark eyelashes trembled slightly as he finally felt a touch of embarrassment.
Because they thought the person looked too much like them, they even called them by the wrong name.
Just as Qin Chu was about to turn around and say sorry, everything went black before her eyes. When she came to her senses, she had already been forcefully tackled onto the bed.
The pounce was powerful and fast, and it happened at the most awkward moment, so Qin Chu didn't even have a chance to dodge.
Qi Xuan is a genuine domineering CEO, the male protagonist in the data downloaded by Director Nuo.
Although he usually looks like a recent college graduate with a mask on, he's actually a big guy over 1.87 meters tall. When he's not paying attention, his posture isn't bad, but now that he's pounced on Qin Chu, Qin Chu realizes that this guy is probably even taller than him, completely towering over him…
"You... get up first."
Qin Chu reached out and pushed the fluffy head buried in his chest. Perhaps knowing he was in the wrong, Qin Chu was relatively gentle this time, not using the kind of force that could tear someone's head off.
But when the man raised his head, Qin Chu was still startled.
Her eyes were red from staying up all night; not only were her pupils red, but the area around them was also red. Her once captivating peach blossom eyes, which were extremely charming when she smiled, were now completely devoid of any smile, and she stared at him with a look of accusation.
His lips, which usually held a carefree smile, were tightly pursed, and even the scar on his left cheek seemed to taut. Even his disheveled hair was shrouded in a sense of grievance.
Being stared at like that, Qin Chu vaguely thought he had done something terribly wrong that violated military regulations. He moved his lips, wanting to persuade Qi Xuan to restrain himself, but was interrupted by Qi Xuan.
"How could you do this!" The voice was indeed a bit soft and nasal, but the speaker was good-looking, so it didn't seem out of place.
Qin Chu had never seen a man speak like that before. She froze on the bed, her mind still racing, wondering to Noah, "Don't tell me... he's going to cry?"
"Yes, you made me cry..."
Qin Chu: "..." He had only ever beaten people to tears, he had never seen anything like this before.
He was distracted for a second, and the fingers gripping his collar tightened slightly, making his knuckles stand out noticeably.
Qi Xuan narrowed his eyes sharply, but instead of questioning him, he buried his face in his hands, looking aggrieved. Smelling the faint scent of soap on Qin Chu, Qi Xuan's mind strangely calmed down while simultaneously becoming increasingly agitated.
He tightened his arms around Qin Chu's lean waist, softening his voice as he accused, "You're mine now, why are you thinking about other people?"
"Don't think about it, don't mention it, just look at me, okay?"
The muffled sound reached Qin Chu's chest, making him feel extremely uncomfortable.
He wondered, who was bringing this up? Who was it? His people? Why was this person so strange?
But he couldn't quite pinpoint what was wrong with him, so he could only reach out and gently push the person on top of him: "Hey, get up."
"I won't get up!" After saying that, Qi Xuan rubbed his fluffy head against Qin Chu a couple more times.
He gripped her waist so tightly that even Qin Chu felt a tightness around her waist. Qin Chu, using all the patience she had, began to advise, "If your subordinates see you like this..."
Before she could finish speaking, Qi Xuan interrupted her: "You're threatening me?" His eyes seemed even redder.