"Why?" Xie Wang thought he was still angry about yesterday, so he took his hand and said, "I feel like you suddenly don't want to talk to me anymore. Are you angry with me? If so, please tell me what I did wrong. If I really did something wrong, I will change."
Ling Shuangjiang looked at him, a bitter smile playing on her lips.
Xie Wang did nothing wrong in this matter; the fault lay with him, who insisted on trying to obtain a relationship that was not rightfully his.
Without him, Xie Wang might have spent his time peacefully on this dating reality show, met his ideal girl one day after returning home, got married, had children, and lived a happy life.
All of this is happening because of his delusions.
"Little Frost, don't be upset." Xie Wang lowered his head, looking at him cautiously. "It was my fault. I said those things yesterday and upset you. I've also been acting too harshly these past few days. Ever since I found out you like boys, I've been conflicted and deliberately distanced myself from you. It's all my fault for being dramatic, and I apologize. Since I met you, I've cherished our relationship. I always think how wonderful it would have been if we had met many years earlier. But it's not too late now. Can we still be like we were before?"
Ling Shuangjiang looked at his anxious and tormented appearance, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to walk to the window.
"Frost's Descent." Xie Wang called him again, staring at him intently.
“But you said you wouldn’t marry a man, so you should find a woman to pretend to be.” Ling Shuangjiang said softly after struggling with the decision.
Xie Wang paused, his expression serious: "But you're different from other boys."
"Isn't it the same?" Ling Shuangjiang turned to look at Xie Wang. "How am I different from the others?"
Xie Wang said firmly, "No matter what happens in the future, I will never distance myself from you. As long as you need me, I will always stand by your side."
"real?"
"real."
Ling Shuangjiang lowered her eyes and smiled, then picked up a racing helmet and asked him, "Do you know how to race cars?"
Xie Wang's thoughts hadn't fully returned to normal: "Yes."
Ling Shuangjiang tossed him a helmet: "If you beat me, I'll agree to keep our appointment tonight."
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As the wind whizzed across the track, Ling Shuangjiang and Xie Wang appeared, dressed in black and white racing suits respectively, causing the barrage of comments to surge to a climax.
Wow!! These two are so handsome!!
[Indeed, racing suits look absolutely stunning on people with great physiques.]
[Mr. Xie must be at least 1.9 meters tall with shoes on, right? Tall and thin, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist—his figure is amazing.]
[I'm suffocating! So my wife can race cars?! My god, what other surprises does she have that I don't know about?!]
Two tall, slender figures in black landed on the scorching racetrack. Ling Shuangjiang's excellent proportions made her stand out from Xie Wang, her long legs encased in fitted trousers and blue-and-white racing boots, giving her an energetic and gentle aura.
Facing the warm breeze, his soft black hair fluttered in the wind. He raised his slender, fair hand to smooth his hair, put on his helmet, and looked straight ahead.
Xie Wang's eyes showed a mixture of surprise and delight: "You can drive a race car?"
"Yes, I learned it at a club while I was studying abroad." Behind her white and blue helmet, Ling Shuangjiang's eyes were gentle yet firm. "And you, when did you learn it?"
Xie Wang: "Around eighteen years old."
Ling Shuangjiang: "So what kind of driver's license do you have?"
Xie Wang: "Grade B".
Ling Shuangjiang chuckled: "Not bad."
Xie Wang countered, "And you?"
Ling Shuangjiang walked around picking out her favorite racing car: "Class C."
Xie Wang offered a heartfelt compliment: "You've only been playing for a few years and you've already passed the C-level exam? You're really amazing."
Ling Shuangjiang nodded: "Thank you."
[I checked, and Grade C is the standard for participating in international competitions; Grade B is one level higher than Grade C.]
[How come Xiaoshuangjiang can do everything? She can drive race cars, embroider silk tapestries, and is skilled in both literary and martial arts. It's so enviable!]
[Tsk tsk tsk, so it was the right thing for them to come here; we're in for a treat.]
After each person selected a race car, the two cars, one red and one white, stopped in front of the obstacle slope, ready for the race.
Ling Shuangjiang leaned back in his car seat, appearing relaxed and comfortable rather than tense. His arm rested lightly on the steering wheel, his beautifully rounded fingertips tapping rhythmically as he waited for Xie Wang to prepare.
Xie Wang rolled down the car window: "Shuangjiang, I'm all better now."
Ling Shuangjiang looked at him and said, "Three laps. Whoever comes back first wins."
Xie Wang made an "OK" sign.
The next second, the sound of engines roared across the track, dust billowing up as the tires passed by, and the two sports cars sped off, heading towards the first slope.
In the live stream, close-ups of the two appeared clearly on the screen, and the sound of accelerators echoed in everyone's ears. Everyone's adrenaline surged, and they held their breath, staring at the two.
After navigating the bend, Ling Shuangjiang swiftly adjusted the gear and steering wheel, tilting the car at a 30-degree angle as she raced against Xie Wang for the track, perfectly gaining the upper hand.
The chat was eerily quiet at that moment.
In the first lap, Ling Shuangjiang was temporarily in the lead. Xie Wang followed behind him, his eyes deep and sharp behind his black helmet, radiating a yearning for victory. Ling Shuangjiang's strength captivated him, filling him with a desire to conquer.
This was something he had never experienced before.
Hearing that the two were racing, the guests who hadn't gone on their date rushed over to watch. Ling Shuangjiang appeared in the camera wearing a white racing suit, looking so cool that Huang Shan exclaimed in surprise.
On the second lap, Xie Wang and Ling Shuangjiang were almost parallel.
On the third lap, as Xie Wang passed the ramp, he took over the track first, sharply turned the steering wheel to the left while pressing the accelerator to the floor. With his long arms, he executed the maneuver smoothly and quickly.
Based on the estimated time and his feel for the car, he increased the throttle, and the car suddenly lifted off the slope, overtaking Ling Shuangjiang and speeding away.
Ling Shuangjiang watched the car drive away and smiled softly.
After getting out of the car, Xie Wang leaned against the door, waiting for Ling Shuangjiang to return. The white car stopped shortly afterward, and Ling Shuangjiang opened the door and stood in front of Xie Wang. Before he could speak, Xie Wang suddenly leaned forward and took off his helmet: "Was it fun?"
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and said, "It's fun."
Xie Wang, holding Ling Shuangjiang's helmet, gently lowered his head: "Then... your promise?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "I agree."
[Ahhhh, so happy!]
[The helmet is killing me!!!]
[How romantic! My favorite couple is forever the best!]
[What are they whispering about? I can't understand them.]
It was already evening when we got back to the beach.
The first thing Ling Shuang did upon returning was to choose clothes to prepare for the banquet.
He might be a little unfamiliar with Xie Chongyan. However, he was quite familiar with Xie Chongyan's wife, Cheng Fan, since Cheng Fan was very famous in the entertainment and classical dance circles.
I only brought some everyday clothes with me; I certainly didn't have any formal attire for a banquet. But from Xie Wang's words, this was supposed to be a private gathering, so there was no need to dress too formally; just being polite and respectful would suffice.
Ten minutes later, he chose a white trench coat that Lin Yinci had ordered for him, and used the iron that came with his luggage to fix it. After taking a shower, he was ready to leave.
As he stepped out of the RV, Xie Wang joked, "You look really good."
Ling Shuangjiang raised an eyebrow: "You're not bad either."
At the beach entrance, a Maybach was parked.
Xie Wang led Ling Shuangjiang in that direction as they walked.
It has to be said that Xie Wang, dressed in his business attire, does indeed exude the aura of a high-ranking boss, especially when he purses his lips and looks at the cooperation documents without saying a word.
—
The hotel general manager was already respectfully greeting them at the door. After opening the car door for Xie Wang, Xie Wang nodded his thanks and thoughtfully opened the car door for Ling Shuangjiang, taking his hand and leading him inside.
The hotel general manager discreetly observed the two men.
"Are you nervous?" Xie Wang, dressed in a black coat, strode down the elegantly decorated corridor.
“A little.” Ling Shuangjiang raised the corner of her eye. “After all, it’s the first time I’ve pretended to be someone else’s wife.”
Xie Wang chuckled and followed the directions into the private room that Xie Chongyan had reserved in advance.
The two people inside were already seated.
The man with fair skin, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was gently trying to make the young man next to him laugh. The young man, however, seemed unimpressed, crossing his arms and glaring at the man with his beautiful eyes, looking rather accusatory.
Hearing the noise, Xie Chongyan pushed up the mirror beam and stood up with Cheng Fan: "Hello, Mr. Xie, this is my lover, Cheng Fan."
Xie Wang nodded slightly, put his arm around Ling Shuangjiang's waist, and said in a deep voice, "Hello, Mr. Xie, this is my wife, Ling Shuangjiang."
Author's Note:
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Chapter 25 I Want to Fall in Love
The light from the crystal chandelier enveloped the secluded and comfortable private room. Xie Wang stood in front of the dining table, carefully pulling out a chair for Ling Shuangjiang, and only sat down beside him after he was seated.
Ling Shuangjiang whispered to him, "Thank you."
Cheng Fan scrutinized the two of them, then chuckled and teased, "I heard that President Xie was single just a couple of days ago, and now he has a boyfriend?"
Xie Wang replied seriously, "Hmm."
Xie Chongyan: "Now that our distinguished guest has arrived, let's order."
This restaurant specializes in French cuisine. Xie Wang placed the electronic menu in front of Ling Shuangjiang, providing detailed descriptions of everything from appetizers to desserts, and asked him if he was allergic to any of the dishes.
"The salad, pan-fried foie gras, and beef tartare all taste good. Which one do you prefer?"
Are there any dietary restrictions? Can your stomach handle raw food?
Will I have an allergic reaction to this?
Ling Shuangjiang and Xie Wang stood very close together, and following his instructions, she ordered the dishes she liked one by one.
"Thank you, I've ordered."
"Okay, order more if you're still hungry." Xie Wang handed him a tissue: "Wipe the sweat from your nose."
Cheng Fan looked at the two of them with envy, and glared at Xie Chongyan with displeasure.