Although Xie Wang wasn't good at cooking, he still knew the basics. While boiling water, he tentatively asked, "Shuangjiang, what time did you go to bed yesterday?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "Around ten o'clock."
Xie Wang breathed a sigh of relief; it seemed Ling Shuangjiang hadn't seen his strange posts on social media.
As the steam rose, Ling Shuangjiang walked to Xie Wang's side and placed the wontons one by one into the boiling water.
The wontons have thin wrappers and generous fillings; each wonton contains a whole shrimp.
Because of the moisture, Ling Shuangjiang squinted her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
Seeing that he was engrossed in watching, Xie Wang murmured, "After we get married, I'll have one of my family's housekeepers come over to take care of us. Otherwise, I'll learn to cook so you won't have to work too hard."
Ling Shuangjiang glanced at him sideways and smiled, "Pursuer Number One, you're thinking quite far ahead."
Xie Wang cleared his throat: "There's nothing I can do, after all, my position is quite secure."
Hearing Xie Wang's smug tone, Ling Shuangjiang put the wontons into a bowl with the prepared sauce and asked him to take it to the restaurant.
During the meal, Ling Shuangjiang slowly looked at Xie Wang and said, "My mother has arranged a blind date for me."
Xie Wang, who was eating wontons, looked up: "A blind date?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "Yes, my mother said that this was decided a long time ago, when I was very young."
Xie Wang put down his chopsticks, wanting to say something, but then considering his own position, he pondered how to say it.
"Since it was introduced by your aunt, shouldn't we at least meet her once?"
Xie Wang tried his best to calm himself down and spoke rationally.
In Ling Shuangjiang's eyes, his identity was different from those wild men outside.
Ling Shuangjiang was very considerate of his feelings.
Now that they've kissed, he should act like the empress and be more tolerant and magnanimous.
It's just a blind date, I'll go.
Would Ling Shuangjiang possibly be interested in those ugly and deformed people?
Besides, this was introduced by Ling Shuangjiang's mother, so he should give her that much face.
Therefore, he did not object.
"Go ahead," Xie Wang said, taking a sip of wonton soup.
Ling Shuangjiang was surprised: "Then I should go?"
Xie Wang nodded: "Go ahead, your aunt will be angry if you don't meet her. After all, you don't have a boyfriend right now, so there's no good reason to refuse outright."
Ling Shuangjiang was surprised that Xie Wang accepted the matter so calmly. She paused for a moment and then said, "Okay, let's make it up for next week."
Xie Wang: "Hmm, do you need me to book a restaurant for you? I know a restaurant that's been selected for the Black Pearl Awards. I'll book you a window seat."
Ling Shuangjiang rested her chin on her right hand and squinted her eyes.
Why is Xie Wang being so attentive?
Something doesn't feel right.
Before telling Xie Wang about this, he was prepared for Xie Wang to throw a tantrum, and even planned to tell him the whole truth about the arranged marriage today.
Xie Wang's sudden cooperation caught him completely off guard.
"No need, let's discuss it together and ask each other what they want to eat. I can't make decisions on my own."
Xie Wang nodded: "Yes, that's fine."
Before leaving, Xie Wang stood at the door holding the puppy Biscuit. As Ling Shuangjiang saw him off, she asked, "Did you leave something inside?"
Xie Wang shook his head: "Tomorrow is Xiang Ming's birthday. He asked me to invite you to his birthday party. Do you have time?"
Ling Shuangjiang opened her schedule: "Yes."
Xie Wang: "Okay, then I'll pick you up at six o'clock tonight."
Ling Shuangjiang nodded and prepared to close the door.
Suddenly, Xie Wang stopped her, his dark pupils fixed intently on Ling Shuangjiang, his tone serious and earnest: "Yesterday before I left, you kissed my eyes. In return, shouldn't I kiss you back today?"
Ling Shuangjiang chuckled softly and ruthlessly closed the door.
The iron gate whistled past, bringing with it a chilly wind.
Xie Wang curled his lips into a smile: "Little thing, you're shy."
Ling Shuangjiang spent the entire night thinking about the arranged marriage.
He really didn't understand why Xie Wang had no reaction at all, and even wanted to help him make a restaurant reservation.
Xie Lin has already added him on WeChat.
Ling Shuangjiang was in a state of confusion and didn't talk much with Xie Lin, only discussing the specific time and place of the meal.
With just a few words, Xie Lin's cheerful and lively personality left a deep impression on Ling Shuangjiang.
Xie Lin was very polite and cared a lot about Ling Shuangjiang's feelings.
But the more this happened, the more uneasy Ling Shuangjiang became.
Before we knew it, it was Xiang Ming's birthday.
Ling Shuangjiang finished work early to help Xiang Ming choose a birthday gift.
Everything was ready, and Xie Wang came downstairs to pick him up.
Xiang Ming celebrated his birthday at his estate in the suburbs, about an hour's drive away.
Today, Ling Shuangjiang is wearing a dark brown wool coat, paired with a turtleneck shirt and ankle boots, giving her a youthful look.
Xie Wang's car was recently purchased; it was a black Rolls-Royce with a low-key and composed appearance, which matched his aura.
"Does the car look good?" Xie Wang turned the air conditioning vent upwards to avoid blowing it directly on Ling Shuangjiang and making his throat uncomfortable.
Ling Shuangjiang looked around the interior: "It's nice."
Xie asked presumptuously, "Are you using this as your personal car? I find the car your company provides you uncomfortable."
Ling Shuangjiang chuckled: "This car is quite valuable, I can't just accept it casually."
Xie Wang realized that he had indeed not considered things thoroughly.
He looked at Ling Shuangjiang tentatively: "Shuangjiang, are you angry?"
Ling Shuangjiang: "No, I'm not a child who gets angry easily."
He knew that Xie Wang simply wanted to give him the best of everything.
Stopped at the traffic light, Xie Wang looked at Ling Shuangjiang's hand resting on her lap and really wanted to touch it.
But he only thought about it; he didn't dare to do it.
"I bought you snacks, fruit, and milk. They're in the back." Xie Wang parked the car on the side of the road and went to the trunk to get them for Ling Shuangjiang. "It'll be a long drive, have something to eat."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled and thanked her, then opened a bag of potato chips: "Would you like some?"
Xie Wang stared at the road, about to say he didn't want to eat, but then remembered something and said, "I want to eat, but I'm driving, so I can't."
Ling Shuangjiang turned slightly to the side, holding a potato chip to Xie Wang's lips: "Here, have a taste."
Xie Wang opened his mouth to accept Ling Shuangjiang's feeding.
He tried to suppress a smile, "I'm hungry, I still want to eat."
Ling Shuangjiang fed him another piece: "Here you go."
Xie Wang opened his mouth sweetly, his heart almost soaring.
His little Shuangjiang is sensible and considerate, and never gets angry with him.
He is simply the happiest gay man in the world.
An hour later, we arrived at Xiangming's villa in the suburbs.
Several majestic European medieval-style buildings stood before them. Ling Shuangjiang, carrying a gift, said, "Xiang Ming likes this style."
"Okay." Xie Wang took the gift for him.
Seeing Ling Shuangjiang admiring someone else's courtyard, Xie Wang felt a little jealous.
He wanted to tell Ling Shuangjiang.
Honey, don't be envious. When we get married, our wedding home will be even more impressive than his.
Xiang Ming's birthday party was held in the hall. Originally, they planned to hold a BBQ outdoors today because the weather was nice, but a cold wave has hit recently and the air is really cold.
"Shuangjiang, Brother Xie." Lu Xin was admiring the famous painting that Xiang Ming had just bought in the lobby when he saw the two of them come in and greeted them warmly.
Ling Shuangjiang nodded to Lü Xin and noticed that the number of attendees was not as large as he had imagined; most of them were familiar faces. Even Lin Xi, who was sitting next to Xiang Ming, was a childhood friend whose family was in the luxury goods industry, whom Xie Wang had introduced to him during the filming of a dating reality show.
"Xie Wang and Shuangjiang have arrived." Xiang Ming, as the host, stood up to greet them. "What would Shuangjiang like to drink? I'll have the servants prepare it."
Ling Shuangjiang nodded her thanks: "Coffee is fine."
Xie Wang added, "Give him some milk; his stomach is empty, so it won't irritate his stomach."
Xiang Ming glanced speechlessly at his brother, then spoke gently to Ling Shuangjiang: "Shuangjiang, did you see the screenshot I sent you that day?"
When this matter was brought up, Ling Shuangjiang smiled faintly.
"Yes, I saw it."
Xie Wang didn't understand what the two were talking about.
"What screenshot? I don't understand."
Ling Shuangjiang smiled faintly, but remained silent.
Xie Wang was getting impatient and looked at Xiang Ming with a stern face: "What strange things did you send to Shuangjiang?"
Xiang Ming smiled knowingly: "Don't rush me. I just sent Shuangjiang a screenshot of your WeChat Moments. After all, we all thought you two were about to get married, and then you suddenly said your account was hacked, so I just sent it to check on you."
Xie Wang only then realized that Ling Shuangjiang had known all along about the strange posts he made on social media.
He hurriedly explained to Ling Shuangjiang, his face flushed, "That...it really wasn't posted by me when I was sober."
Ling Shuangjiang was peeling lychees when she heard this and handed him a peeled one. "Yes, I believe you."