“At times like this, don’t bother thinking about those boring questions.”
Huo Yunchuan was audacious, sweeping the angel’s lips: “Do you know what I was thinking when I saw you picking flowers from the window just now?”
“Hmm?” An Wuyang struggled to adapt to this flirtatious banter, but still felt his scalp tingling: “I went out to play by myself, not to disturb you at work…”
“Not busy.” A strong pair of arms wrapped around the youth’s body, the words spoken with a straight face but with a hint of mischief: “I want to take off all your clothes.”
It must be beautiful in the flower field.
“You…” It made one feel embarrassed. Is teasing someone so fun…
An Wuyang struggled: “Let me go, I want to go see Dundun…” The sudden invasion made him gasp, this brute…
Here it comes again.
Quickly, An Wuyang gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing an unnatural blush.
He knew he couldn’t resist the man who was determined to tease him, so he chose to endure without moving, knowing that it would pass.
“I’m here to make you happy, not to torture you.” Huo Yunchuan kissed the sweaty tip of his nose, if it weren’t for the youth’s genuine reactions, he might have thought he was really in pain.
At nineteen, one should know about these things sooner rather than later.
“But it’s broad daylight, and the curtains are still open…” An Wuyang bit his lip, halfway through tears welled up, tightly grabbing onto Huo Yunchuan’s clothes.
This is so embarrassing, I might as well die.
“Stop going anywhere, just lie down and rest.” Huo Yunchuan stood up, carrying the half-dead youth and laying him on the bed.
“…” An Wuyang lay there like a dead fish, stubbornly refusing to open his eyes as he pulled the blanket over himself, tightening his pants inside.
Damn it.
He didn’t even let him put his clothes back on.
Argh!
An Wuyang had a fiercely stubborn heart, but unfortunately, his body couldn’t keep up.
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He curled up in the blanket, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep for real.
When he woke up, it wasn’t yet dark outside, but he had missed dinner time.
Feeling particularly embarrassed, An Wuyang quickly adjusted his messy hair and rushed downstairs to eat.
“Is Yangyang awake? Come and have dinner.” The whole family looked at him, each person wearing a warm expression.
“Sorry, I overslept.” An Wuyang said, blushing all over, and lightly stepped over to his husband’s side.
“It’s okay, sit down.” Huo Yunchuan pulled out a chair, teasing him in a serious manner, “Or do you want to sit on my lap?”
An Wuyang curled his lips sarcastically, “Who wants to sit on your lap.”
Too playful.
With so many people in the house, there was no shyness or agitation.
“Hahaha…” Everyone chuckled kindly, marveling at their good relationship, which was simply incredible.
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The father and son of the Huo family thought that when An Wuyang wasn’t there just now, the atmosphere at the dinner table was chilly.
With An Wuyang’s arrival, it was as if they had gained an extra little sun.
Who wouldn’t like a harmonious and joyful atmosphere? The whole family enjoyed having meals with this little sun.
After lunch, An Wuyang secretly went to find his mother-in-law and briefly explained his intentions.
Zhang Ruoqi’s eyes lit up, looking very pleased. “Having such thoughts is certainly good,” she said, then pondered for a moment. “However, you don’t need to learn ballroom dancing so early, you can take it slow.”
“Okay, thank you, Mom.” An Wuyang thought for a moment before informing her, “I mentioned it to Yunchuan this morning, and he said there’s no need to learn, as long as I stay at home…”
He was a bit cunning, wanting to share the risk with his mother-in-law.
His mother-in-law’s lips stiffened, silent.
The image of her cold war with her only son was vivid in her mind, all because she ‘interfered’ too much.
Since Huo Yunchuan didn’t agree to let his son-in-law learn, then…
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An Wuyang looked at her expectantly and said, “Mom, but I really want to learn.”
Seeing her son-in-law looking pitiful, Zhang Ruoqi recalled the impression many netizens had of An Wuyang, so obedient and sweet.
They even said, not being affectionate towards him was simply unreasonable.
Zhang Ruoqi deeply agreed, nodding and saying, “Then go ahead and learn, Mom will find a good teacher for you.”
“Thank you, Mom!” An Wuyang smiled.
The next day, when Zhang Ruoqi brought up the matter of hiring a teacher for An Wuyang, she discussed it with her husband, also proposing to share the risk.
They discussed this in the living room.
“What teacher are you hiring?”
A voice interrupted the discussion between the Huo couple, and they looked up. “Do you think it’s inappropriate?”
“Not necessary.” Huo Yunchuan, leaning against the pillar, tried to suppress his displeasure. “If he really wants to learn, then I am the best teacher.”
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The Huo couple were stunned. “You’re going to teach him yourself?”
“Yes, I can handle his matters.” With a brief statement, Huo Yunchuan stepped out.
Today, there’s something going on at the company, so I need to be out all day.
“Is he perhaps too controlling towards Yangyang?” Zhang Ruoqi frowned.
Huo Xiao shook his head, feeling worried for a moment, then smiled and said, “The kids will handle it themselves.”
Actually, he was still worried. With his son’s personality being so domineering, trouble was bound to happen sooner or later.
After a month, Dun Dun’s little face had opened up quite a bit, no longer resembling a red monkey’s bottom.
On the contrary, Dun Dun looked handsome, with fair skin tinged with a hint of red, bearing a strong resemblance to his father, Huo Yunchuan, at first glance.
But upon closer inspection, there were traces of An Wuyang’s features between his eyebrows.
The little baby was indeed a product of both of them, not someone else’s child.
An Wuyang had watched Huo Yunchuan take care of Dun Dun during the postpartum period, and being a meticulous person himself, he quickly learned after the postpartum period was over.
Now he was holding Dun Dun and feeding him, being very delicate and patient.
Aunt Zhang saw this scene and felt a little emotional because she also had a grandson who was older but still knew nothing, happily attending school.
And here was An Wuyang, becoming a father so early, carrying unimaginable pressure on his shoulders.
“Aunt Zhang, could you please bring me a new small towel? This one got wet,” An Wuyang said, putting down the bottle and taking off the wet towel from his son’s neck, replacing it with a new one before continuing to feed him.
Aunt Zhang offered, “Yangyang, shall I do it for you?”
“No need, I’m quite comfortable feeding him myself now,” An Wuyang said.
The grandparents came to see the child, quietly peeking at the door, not wanting to disturb.
This 19-year-old young father, after feeding the baby, stood up to burp him, gently putting him down in the crib for a nap.
“Yangyang,” Zhang Ruoqi intercepted the teenager coming down the stairs, looking embarrassed, “Yunchuan knows about asking for a teacher, and he said he wants to teach you personally.”
The young man pursed his lips without saying a word, so she continued, “Don’t worry, Yunchuan is actually very knowledgeable and talented. With him teaching you, you won’t be inferior to any teacher.”
“Does he not want me to learn anything?” An Wuyang blurted out in confusion.
Considering this question from Zhang Ruoqi’s perspective, the answer was likely yes, but saying it might hurt her son-in-law’s feelings. “Um…”
An Wuyang added, “He just doesn’t want me to work too hard.”
Zhang Ruoqi: “…” These two naturally matched individuals really should be together.
An Wuyang bypassed the petrified mother-in-law and went to the kitchen to make a fruit salad.
—Yunchuan, where are you?
After seeing the dizzying array of fruits in the fridge, he couldn’t be bothered to cut them one by one, so he just took out a green apple to munch on, while simultaneously sending a text to check his shift.
—Just arrived at the office, miss me?
—Heard from mom you want to be my teacher?
—No?
—Then will we become a student-teacher romance?
President Huo smirked in response.
—At work, stop teasing.
An Wuyang, being such a obedient person, put down his phone as soon as he saw the message, focusing on munching his apple.
He thought, after finishing the apple, he would eat an avocado.
Perfect.
—Send a voice message for me to listen to.
An Wuyang sent over the sound of him crunching on his apple.
—Quick, guess what I’m eating. If you guess right, I’ll save some for you!
“…” Every time President Huo exchanged more than ten sentences with the little angel, he felt the pain of the gap. Not crossing over (not playing along) is reluctant, crossing over (playing along) is nonsense.
He rubbed his forehead and made a random guess.
—An apple.
An Wuyang discarded the core and replied.
—How are you so talented? Come back and I’ll save some for you.
The talented President Huo put on his serious face, dealt with company matters, and then had to go out again to attend an event, where he would stay until the banquet ended.
XX Business Association banquet, wealthy people gathered, and beautiful women abound.
Huo Yunchuan attended similar banquets, usually without a female companion.
Now that he’s married and has a child, he’s even more independent, walking with an air of confidence.
A reporter caught up with Huo Yunchuan as he entered the venue, handing over a microphone and rapidly asking, “Mr. Huo, this is your first attendance at a business association event after your marriage. Why didn’t you bring your partner? Is it true, as rumored, that you two don’t love each other?”
The young master Huo, under the camera’s gaze, frowned slightly and replied, turning his head, “He’s still young, and business meetings aren’t fun for him.”
After answering this question, he quickened his pace to leave.
“Mr. Huo, is your avoidance of the love question tacitly admitting something?” The reporter didn’t let him off.
The man, now stepping forward, stopped and looked directly into the camera, saying, “I’ll answer such a stupid question only once. We deeply love each other, so please refrain from speculating.”
That evening, this interview video was uploaded to online news.
Huo Yunchuan’s use of the word ‘stupid’ became a focal point of attention among netizens. Some said he was blunt and should rightfully call out those who maliciously speculate about others, while others criticized him for being impolite and lacking in manners.
Those who resent the wealthy said Huo Yunchuan didn’t seem like a scion of a wealthy family but rather like a nouveau riche. They then brought up other topics like his sexual orientation and personal life.
Soon, other media outlets published well-illustrated articles, featuring photos of Huo Yunchuan frequenting clubs before his marriage.
Those photos had been published before, and Huo Yunchuan didn’t pursue them. In the industry, this was referred to as “rehashing old news.”
“You used to frequent clubs?” An Wuyang planned to peel an apple for Huo Yunchuan when he had some free time today, but when he looked online, he saw various images of Huo in clubs before his marriage.
Although knowing that the other party was already thirty years old before meeting him, it still felt uncomfortable in his heart.
An Wuyang thought to himself that as a scion of a wealthy family, Huo Yunchuan’s splendid past before marriage should be too extensive to document.
Huo Yunchuan was casually selecting various teaching materials when he heard the words and responded nonchalantly, “Hmm.”
Indeed, it was quite frequent. Whenever he saw a nice club, he would invest in it. Not only did he get free entry every time he went, but he also received dividends at the end of the year.
The little angel asked without showing any emotion, “Have we been to any after we got married?”
Huo Yunchuan finally looked at him, “No, why?”
An Wuyang’s expression relaxed slightly, “Oh, nothing, I was just asking casually.”
“Are you reading all sorts of nonsense news online again? Don’t read them anymore. You know best about what happens to me.”
After saying this, Huo Yunchuan continued to select teaching materials online.
In his mind, he was weaving a project called the “Century Plan for Counseling the Little Angel.”
The little angel’s last question was, “Is your kissing technique so bad because of lack of practice or lack of talent?”
The hands of the young master Huo, who was typing on the keyboard, stiffened on the keys, “Say that again?”
An Wuyang withdrew his fingers from the back of his chair, cleverly saying, “Oh, it’s so hot today. I’ll go peel an apple for you to eat.”
“Okay, okay, go ahead.”
“At times like this, don’t bother thinking about those boring questions.”
Huo Yunchuan was audacious, sweeping the angel’s lips: “Do you know what I was thinking when I saw you picking flowers from the window just now?”
“Hmm?” An Wuyang struggled to adapt to this flirtatious banter, but still felt his scalp tingling: “I went out to play by myself, not to disturb you at work…”
“Not busy.” A strong pair of arms wrapped around the youth’s body, the words spoken with a straight face but with a hint of mischief: “I want to take off all your clothes.”
It must be beautiful in the flower field.
“You…” It made one feel embarrassed. Is teasing someone so fun…
An Wuyang struggled: “Let me go, I want to go see Dundun…” The sudden invasion made him gasp, this brute…
Here it comes again.
Quickly, An Wuyang gritted his teeth, his eyes revealing an unnatural blush.
He knew he couldn’t resist the man who was determined to tease him, so he chose to endure without moving, knowing that it would pass.
“I’m here to make you happy, not to torture you.” Huo Yunchuan kissed the sweaty tip of his nose, if it weren’t for the youth’s genuine reactions, he might have thought he was really in pain.
At nineteen, one should know about these things sooner rather than later.
“But it’s broad daylight, and the curtains are still open…” An Wuyang bit his lip, halfway through tears welled up, tightly grabbing onto Huo Yunchuan’s clothes.
This is so embarrassing, I might as well die.
“Stop going anywhere, just lie down and rest.” Huo Yunchuan stood up, carrying the half-dead youth and laying him on the bed.
“…” An Wuyang lay there like a dead fish, stubbornly refusing to open his eyes as he pulled the blanket over himself, tightening his pants inside.
Damn it.
He didn’t even let him put his clothes back on.
Argh!
An Wuyang had a fiercely stubborn heart, but unfortunately, his body couldn’t keep up.
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He curled up in the blanket, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep for real.
When he woke up, it wasn’t yet dark outside, but he had missed dinner time.
Feeling particularly embarrassed, An Wuyang quickly adjusted his messy hair and rushed downstairs to eat.
“Is Yangyang awake? Come and have dinner.” The whole family looked at him, each person wearing a warm expression.
“Sorry, I overslept.” An Wuyang said, blushing all over, and lightly stepped over to his husband’s side.
“It’s okay, sit down.” Huo Yunchuan pulled out a chair, teasing him in a serious manner, “Or do you want to sit on my lap?”
An Wuyang curled his lips sarcastically, “Who wants to sit on your lap.”
Too playful.
With so many people in the house, there was no shyness or agitation.
“Hahaha…” Everyone chuckled kindly, marveling at their good relationship, which was simply incredible.
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The father and son of the Huo family thought that when An Wuyang wasn’t there just now, the atmosphere at the dinner table was chilly.
With An Wuyang’s arrival, it was as if they had gained an extra little sun.
Who wouldn’t like a harmonious and joyful atmosphere? The whole family enjoyed having meals with this little sun.
After lunch, An Wuyang secretly went to find his mother-in-law and briefly explained his intentions.
Zhang Ruoqi’s eyes lit up, looking very pleased. “Having such thoughts is certainly good,” she said, then pondered for a moment. “However, you don’t need to learn ballroom dancing so early, you can take it slow.”
“Okay, thank you, Mom.” An Wuyang thought for a moment before informing her, “I mentioned it to Yunchuan this morning, and he said there’s no need to learn, as long as I stay at home…”
He was a bit cunning, wanting to share the risk with his mother-in-law.
His mother-in-law’s lips stiffened, silent.
The image of her cold war with her only son was vivid in her mind, all because she ‘interfered’ too much.
Since Huo Yunchuan didn’t agree to let his son-in-law learn, then…
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An Wuyang looked at her expectantly and said, “Mom, but I really want to learn.”
Seeing her son-in-law looking pitiful, Zhang Ruoqi recalled the impression many netizens had of An Wuyang, so obedient and sweet.
They even said, not being affectionate towards him was simply unreasonable.
Zhang Ruoqi deeply agreed, nodding and saying, “Then go ahead and learn, Mom will find a good teacher for you.”
“Thank you, Mom!” An Wuyang smiled.
The next day, when Zhang Ruoqi brought up the matter of hiring a teacher for An Wuyang, she discussed it with her husband, also proposing to share the risk.
They discussed this in the living room.
“What teacher are you hiring?”
A voice interrupted the discussion between the Huo couple, and they looked up. “Do you think it’s inappropriate?”
“Not necessary.” Huo Yunchuan, leaning against the pillar, tried to suppress his displeasure. “If he really wants to learn, then I am the best teacher.”
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The Huo couple were stunned. “You’re going to teach him yourself?”
“Yes, I can handle his matters.” With a brief statement, Huo Yunchuan stepped out.
Today, there’s something going on at the company, so I need to be out all day.
“Is he perhaps too controlling towards Yangyang?” Zhang Ruoqi frowned.
Huo Xiao shook his head, feeling worried for a moment, then smiled and said, “The kids will handle it themselves.”
Actually, he was still worried. With his son’s personality being so domineering, trouble was bound to happen sooner or later.
After a month, Dun Dun’s little face had opened up quite a bit, no longer resembling a red monkey’s bottom.
On the contrary, Dun Dun looked handsome, with fair skin tinged with a hint of red, bearing a strong resemblance to his father, Huo Yunchuan, at first glance.
But upon closer inspection, there were traces of An Wuyang’s features between his eyebrows.
The little baby was indeed a product of both of them, not someone else’s child.
An Wuyang had watched Huo Yunchuan take care of Dun Dun during the postpartum period, and being a meticulous person himself, he quickly learned after the postpartum period was over.
Now he was holding Dun Dun and feeding him, being very delicate and patient.
Aunt Zhang saw this scene and felt a little emotional because she also had a grandson who was older but still knew nothing, happily attending school.
And here was An Wuyang, becoming a father so early, carrying unimaginable pressure on his shoulders.
“Aunt Zhang, could you please bring me a new small towel? This one got wet,” An Wuyang said, putting down the bottle and taking off the wet towel from his son’s neck, replacing it with a new one before continuing to feed him.
Aunt Zhang offered, “Yangyang, shall I do it for you?”
“No need, I’m quite comfortable feeding him myself now,” An Wuyang said.
The grandparents came to see the child, quietly peeking at the door, not wanting to disturb.
This 19-year-old young father, after feeding the baby, stood up to burp him, gently putting him down in the crib for a nap.
“Yangyang,” Zhang Ruoqi intercepted the teenager coming down the stairs, looking embarrassed, “Yunchuan knows about asking for a teacher, and he said he wants to teach you personally.”
The young man pursed his lips without saying a word, so she continued, “Don’t worry, Yunchuan is actually very knowledgeable and talented. With him teaching you, you won’t be inferior to any teacher.”
“Does he not want me to learn anything?” An Wuyang blurted out in confusion.
Considering this question from Zhang Ruoqi’s perspective, the answer was likely yes, but saying it might hurt her son-in-law’s feelings. “Um…”
An Wuyang added, “He just doesn’t want me to work too hard.”
Zhang Ruoqi: “…” These two naturally matched individuals really should be together.
An Wuyang bypassed the petrified mother-in-law and went to the kitchen to make a fruit salad.
—Yunchuan, where are you?
After seeing the dizzying array of fruits in the fridge, he couldn’t be bothered to cut them one by one, so he just took out a green apple to munch on, while simultaneously sending a text to check his shift.
—Just arrived at the office, miss me?
—Heard from mom you want to be my teacher?
—No?
—Then will we become a student-teacher romance?
President Huo smirked in response.
—At work, stop teasing.
An Wuyang, being such a obedient person, put down his phone as soon as he saw the message, focusing on munching his apple.
He thought, after finishing the apple, he would eat an avocado.
Perfect.
—Send a voice message for me to listen to.
An Wuyang sent over the sound of him crunching on his apple.
—Quick, guess what I’m eating. If you guess right, I’ll save some for you!
“…” Every time President Huo exchanged more than ten sentences with the little angel, he felt the pain of the gap. Not crossing over (not playing along) is reluctant, crossing over (playing along) is nonsense.
He rubbed his forehead and made a random guess.
—An apple.
An Wuyang discarded the core and replied.
—How are you so talented? Come back and I’ll save some for you.
The talented President Huo put on his serious face, dealt with company matters, and then had to go out again to attend an event, where he would stay until the banquet ended.
XX Business Association banquet, wealthy people gathered, and beautiful women abound.
Huo Yunchuan attended similar banquets, usually without a female companion.
Now that he’s married and has a child, he’s even more independent, walking with an air of confidence.
A reporter caught up with Huo Yunchuan as he entered the venue, handing over a microphone and rapidly asking, “Mr. Huo, this is your first attendance at a business association event after your marriage. Why didn’t you bring your partner? Is it true, as rumored, that you two don’t love each other?”
The young master Huo, under the camera’s gaze, frowned slightly and replied, turning his head, “He’s still young, and business meetings aren’t fun for him.”
After answering this question, he quickened his pace to leave.
“Mr. Huo, is your avoidance of the love question tacitly admitting something?” The reporter didn’t let him off.
The man, now stepping forward, stopped and looked directly into the camera, saying, “I’ll answer such a stupid question only once. We deeply love each other, so please refrain from speculating.”
That evening, this interview video was uploaded to online news.
Huo Yunchuan’s use of the word ‘stupid’ became a focal point of attention among netizens. Some said he was blunt and should rightfully call out those who maliciously speculate about others, while others criticized him for being impolite and lacking in manners.
Those who resent the wealthy said Huo Yunchuan didn’t seem like a scion of a wealthy family but rather like a nouveau riche. They then brought up other topics like his sexual orientation and personal life.
Soon, other media outlets published well-illustrated articles, featuring photos of Huo Yunchuan frequenting clubs before his marriage.
Those photos had been published before, and Huo Yunchuan didn’t pursue them. In the industry, this was referred to as “rehashing old news.”
“You used to frequent clubs?” An Wuyang planned to peel an apple for Huo Yunchuan when he had some free time today, but when he looked online, he saw various images of Huo in clubs before his marriage.
Although knowing that the other party was already thirty years old before meeting him, it still felt uncomfortable in his heart.
An Wuyang thought to himself that as a scion of a wealthy family, Huo Yunchuan’s splendid past before marriage should be too extensive to document.
Huo Yunchuan was casually selecting various teaching materials when he heard the words and responded nonchalantly, “Hmm.”
Indeed, it was quite frequent. Whenever he saw a nice club, he would invest in it. Not only did he get free entry every time he went, but he also received dividends at the end of the year.
The little angel asked without showing any emotion, “Have we been to any after we got married?”
Huo Yunchuan finally looked at him, “No, why?”
An Wuyang’s expression relaxed slightly, “Oh, nothing, I was just asking casually.”
“Are you reading all sorts of nonsense news online again? Don’t read them anymore. You know best about what happens to me.”
After saying this, Huo Yunchuan continued to select teaching materials online.
In his mind, he was weaving a project called the “Century Plan for Counseling the Little Angel.”
The little angel’s last question was, “Is your kissing technique so bad because of lack of practice or lack of talent?”
The hands of the young master Huo, who was typing on the keyboard, stiffened on the keys, “Say that again?”
An Wuyang withdrew his fingers from the back of his chair, cleverly saying, “Oh, it’s so hot today. I’ll go peel an apple for you to eat.”
“Okay, okay, go ahead.”
