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Marry a Rich Old Man - Chapter 65

Published at 29th of April 2024 10:56:47 AM


Chapter 65

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By evening, which was daytime in the United States, An Wuyu, the eldest sister, saw her younger brother’s reply and felt a sense of relief.

She thought to herself, even though her younger brother had married into a wealthy family, he was still the same brother.

—Such a big event, of course, I have to go back. Let’s talk more when we meet, I have to go to class now.

—Okay.

Taking advantage of Huo’s father’s distraction, An Wuyang secretly found his phone and texted while lying in bed.

—Xiao Pang, there’s something I’ve been hiding from you for a long time, I want to confess [covering face]

Seeing his buddy’s message, Xue Ji Yang replied with complex emotions.

—Big brother, I also have something I’ve been hiding from you for a long time that I want to confess.

This was a development that An Wuyang hadn’t expected…

—Hmm, do you want to go first or should I?

Xue Ji Yang replied.

—Let’s type together, whoever finishes typing first sends the message.

 

—OK.

An Wuyang pursed his lips and started typing.

—I got married and had a child.

—I’m gay.

The two friends looked at their respective phone screens: “…”

—Holy crap…

—Holy crap…

Xue Ji Yang was stunned, hardly able to believe it.

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—You got a girl pregnant? Did you get married because of that?

An Wuyang replied in a daze.

—No, someone else got me pregnant, that’s not the point. You’re gay?

Xue Ji Yang replied in a daze.

—Yeah, I’m gay. I got together with my roommate during winter break, but that’s not the point. You, you, you… got yourself pregnant? Are you kidding me?

An Wuyang replied with a complex expression on his face.

“I didn’t get someone pregnant, I was naturally gifted. The baby is almost a month old now, and I’d like to invite you to the full moon celebration. Your roommate? Bring them along too, let’s get acquainted.”

Xue Ji Yang was still in a daze, looking like a fool.

“Your partner is a guy too?”

“Of course. How else?” An Wuyang directly made a phone call, saying, “He’s also my parents’ superior, twelve years older than me. We met at a bar for a one-night stand, high-energy, right?”

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“Holy crap… holy crap…” Xue Ji Yang could only utter those words.

This was too damn unexpected.

An Wuyang, whom Little Pang knew, appeared honest and straightforward, but actually turned out to have a complex and unconventional life.

“But wait, aren’t you supposed to be in school?”

“Tricked you,” An Wuyang said. “Shortly after the college entrance exam, I hit the jackpot, remember? It was the time we went together, don’t you recall? The guys’ gathering.”

“I remember, I remember.” Little Pang couldn’t forget: “That time when I got rejected by the club girl because I was with Pighead Bing.”

Xie Ran raised his head from the side. “What are you guys talking about?”

“Nothing much…” Little Pang turned around and continued in a lower voice, “Tsk tsk, bros are being controlled tightly after falling in love.”

“I am too,” An Wuyang added.

Xue Ji Yang asked, “Does your partner check your phone?”

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“No, he just puts it away,” An Wuyang replied.

Xue Ji Yang rubbed his nose awkwardly. “Hehe, having gotten married and having a child is good anyway. I’ll never have kids in this lifetime. By the way, can I be a godfather?”

“Sure, if you don’t mind the baby having several godfathers,” An Wuyang said.

Xue Ji Yang thought for a moment. “Then I’ll just be an uncle, haha.”

Unbeknownst to them, Xie Ran was already behind them, resting his chin on Xue Ji Yang’s shoulder, openly eavesdropping.

“Okay, I’ll send you both an invitation later,” An Wuyang said. “By the way, what’s your partner’s name?”

Xue Ji Yang glanced to the side and said, “Xie Ran. Xie as in flowers fading and blooming, and Ran as in immaculate.”

“Got it, I’ll remember,” An Wuyang said with a smile.

At that moment, the door opened, and Huo Yunchuan walked in followed by the household servant carrying a wooden basin.

An Wuyang immediately hid his phone, obediently sat at the edge of the bed, and softly called out, “Yunchuan.”

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Huo Yunchuan nodded in response. “Hmm, let’s soak your feet.” He instructed the servant to place the wooden basin properly, then crouched down to roll up An Wuyang’s pajama bottoms and placed his feet into the brown hot water.

Soaking, massaging, repeatedly for twenty minutes.

This could treat conditions like body coldness, deficiency of qi and blood, and other ailments.

Huo Yunchuan knew that the little angel’s body was not particularly robust, so he took the opportunity after childbirth to adjust his body.

Regarding postpartum care, Zhang Ruoqi arranged for a postpartum nurse specifically to plan everything for the confinement period.

Now, An Wuyang’s food, clothing, daily activities, everything was meticulously taken care of.

Huo Yunchuan, who doted on him, took on the foot massage duty himself, and every time he did it with extreme seriousness.

After working here for a few days, the nurse felt like she couldn’t help much.

The things she wanted to do, the master of the house always insisted on doing himself.

Later on, she could only take care of the baby and try to take over Aunt Zhang’s tasks.

Eventually, the nurse despairingly realized that she wasn’t taking over Aunt Zhang’s tasks, but still doing the master of the house’s tasks.

“…” That’s how desperate she felt!

“Ah…” An Wuyang exclaimed as his feet were pressed a bit too hard by Dun Dun’s father, causing some pain in the soles.

He tried to pull his foot back to himself, but couldn’t.

“Don’t move.” Huo Yunchuan tightly held An Wuyang’s foot, not allowing him to be delicate. “Your body is so weak, if you don’t take care of it now, how will you live in the future?”

He was too weak, Huo Yunchuan didn’t dare to use any force.

Right now, he was just biting his tongue and carefully watching.

An Wuyang looked puzzled and couldn’t understand. Was his body really weak?

He didn’t feel it, after all, he hadn’t had a cold or fever for the whole year, and he didn’t have any headaches or body aches.

At the beginning, the doctor did mention malnutrition.

But now, as he lowered his head to pinch his thigh, it was clearly chubby.

An Wuyang asked, “Don’t you think I’m fat?”

Huo Yunchuan replied, “No, you’re just right.”

After finishing the foot massage, the man, who had abstained from sexual activity for nearly a year, raised his head and scanned An Wuyang’s figure.

The young man had become much plumper compared to when they first met, with fuller cheeks, a rounded forehead, and moisturized skin. His eyes were big and when he smiled, he looked very enticing.

Perhaps because of childbirth, there was a hint of charm mixed in with his innocence.

Huo Yunchuan’s trousers stiffened as he stood up and carried the wooden basin to pour out the foot-washing water for the little angel.

At night, the fair feet that he had carefully washed were pitifully used by him for the night.

An Wuyang couldn’t do much besides feeling shy.

Because he had been taken care of meticulously during this time, lending his foot for half an hour seemed insignificant compared to the effort the other person had put in.

After finishing, Huo Yunchuan wiped the little angel’s feet with a warm, damp towel, and then applied moisturizing body lotion. “Good boy, go to sleep.”

The low, deep voice accompanied the yawns of the two little angels.

An Wuyang struggled to keep his eyes open, remembering that he still had something important to tell Huo Yunchuan.

But the drowsiness was overwhelming, and he fell into a dream after just calling out “Yunchuan.”

With a serious expression, Huo Yunchuan kissed the little angel’s forehead and then kissed the forehead of the littlest angel.

The laborious yet happy day had not yet come to an end.

The CEO Huo, who was working late into the night, came online.

His workspace was set up in a corner of the bedroom, not too far from the big bed.

Huo used a silent electrostatic keyboard, so even when typing emails, there was no noise.

He holds a cup of strong tea in his hand, sipping it to refresh himself while reading work emails.

Facing work and business partners, he doesn’t show the same tenderness and affection as he does with the little angels.

Reading a certain document, Huo Yunchuan frowned displeasingly, “…”

He lifted his fingers, typing away on the keyboard and sending out the email.

Working until half past eleven, Mr. Huo, who was used to taking a shower before bed, walked into the bathroom again, taking a quick shower before returning to sleep.

In this lukewarm weather, having a heat source nearby is quite comfortable.

An Wuyang felt warm and cozy in his sleep, leaning against it unconsciously.

Feeling An Wuyang’s cheek rubbing against his chest, Huo, the CEO, felt a rush of heat through his body, “…”

The next morning, An Wuyang found that the man beside him was not there, as usual, seemingly gone for morning exercises.

“Dundun?”

Dundun wasn’t there either; he was probably being looked after by Auntie Zhang in the next room.

With a good night’s sleep, the teenager’s skin was fair and smooth in the morning, looking fresh and in good spirits after washing his face.

However, An Wuyang didn’t pay much attention to his own appearance.

He put on a cotton coat and sat on the edge of the bed for a while.

Then he went to wash up and comb his hair, sitting on the sofa in the room, waiting for the maid to bring breakfast.

Usually when An Wuyang’s breakfast was served, Huo Yunchuan would also return.

The man, covered in sweat, would take a refreshing shower before sitting down to have breakfast with An Wuyang.

In private, the little angel wasn’t particularly lively; he tended to be quite silent unless he was engaged in conversation.

The affectionate side of the little angel only surfaced when he was in a particularly good mood.

For example, now, An Wuyang softly greeted Huo Yunchuan, “Morning,” and then focused on eating.

Huo dad stared at his face and moved the delicious food closer to him.

“Um, you should eat too,” An Wuyang said, noting that he had already eaten these red bean treats yesterday because they were delicious.

But he appreciated that they were made again today.

Actually, the truth was not exactly as it seemed.

“Hmm,” Huo Yunchuan picked up a breakfast item made with nutritious ingredients as instructed by the kitchen and tasted it.

Sweet but not cloying, no wonder the little angel loved it.

The various other breakfast items, whether with red dates or walnuts, were delicious without being overwhelming.

Anyway, the reserved man didn’t mention how much effort he had put into preparing breakfast, and An Wuyang, being young, wouldn’t know.

“Did you sleep late last night?” the young boy asked with concern.

“Not too late,” Huo Yunchuan replied.

“Oh.” An Wuyang hesitated a bit, twirling his spoon. “As long as you sleep before twelve, it’s fine. Try not to stay up past midnight in the future, okay?”

As someone who had only been responsible for himself before Dündün was born, An Wuyang had never interfered in Huo Yunchuan’s affairs. This was the first time he spoke up.

Huo Yunchuan was surprised. Nodding, he agreed, “Alright.”

An Wuyang then asked, “Did Dundun wake up several times last night? Did he wet the bed?”

Huo dad replied, “He woke up twice and wet the bed twice.”

Thinking about his son’s achievement of eating and peeing at the same time, the perfectionist old man remained calm and had no intention of sharing it with the little angel.

“You’ve worked hard,” An Wuyang said, feeling that Huo Yunchuan had to take care of both him and Dundun, as well as handle work, which was particularly tough. “When I’m out of confinement, I can take turns with you to take care of Dundun at night.”

“…” Huo Yunchuan thought to himself, “With Dundun crying so loudly last night, you still slept like a log. Can you even wake up?”

Clearly, it was impossible.

So he couldn’t be bothered to argue with the little angel.

Shortly after, the invitations made by Huo Xiao were completed and delivered to the house by the staff.

The invitations were beautifully made, and after Huo’s father and son inspected them, they felt satisfied.

So they distributed them and started writing them.

Fifty invitations were for the An family. Huo Xiao asked An Wuyang for the addresses and arranged for someone to deliver them in person.

Actually, including anticipated losses, there were sixty invitations in total.

Huo’s grandfather also requested some, presumably to invite his old friends.

Huo Yunchuan and An Wuyang also took back quite a few, but they were mainly for Huo Yunchuan’s friends and business partners.

The young boy opened his phone’s contact list and felt that his baby son’s full moon banquet was a once-in-a-lifetime event, so he invited everyone he could.

Of course, the invitations were written by Huo Yunchuan himself.

Dundun’s dad’s elegant handwriting was vigorous and powerful, which made others envious.

An Wuyang asked, “How are we going to deliver these invitations?”

Huo Yunchuan gave him a glance and replied, “Ask for the addresses and someone will deliver them.”

In An Wuyang’s mind, he suddenly pictured the scene of the Huo family driver driving an extended version of the Rolls-Royce to deliver the invitations… and then he shook his head, thinking it couldn’t be possible.

“Okay! I’ll go ask for the addresses.”

An Wuyang sent a cheerful and polite message to the people he wanted to invite, providing them with the necessary information.

He pondered over these pieces of information for a long time because he didn’t want people to think he was asking for red envelopes.

However, very few people replied with their addresses.

Most of them said they were busy, or it was inconvenient, and some were surprised at how he got married and had a child so early.

After some teasing and congratulations, they still didn’t come.

An Wuyang hadn’t considered this situation before and only accepted the reality after receiving responses one by one.

“Okay, no problem, sorry for bothering you! Wish you a happy life, old classmate!”

The somewhat unhappy young man replied politely to each person who said they couldn’t make it, acknowledging that he had disturbed them.

Indeed, he should have considered this situation before sending out the invitations.

Just because he sent out the invitations doesn’t mean others have to give face…

The little angel did a count and finally handed over six classmates’ and teachers’ names and addresses to Mr. Huo, including one item from a little buddy, to make up the six.

Huo Yunchuan glanced at it and said lightly, “Six-six harmonious, not bad.”

The stubborn little angel resisted the urge to cry.

Huo Yunchuan picked up his darling and held his hand to write invitations to those six “friends” who gave face.

Huo Yunchuan praised sincerely, “Our Yangyang’s handwriting is really nice.”

The master of calligraphy, little angel Yangyang, tried hard not to laugh, but couldn’t hold it in!





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