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BPTCMW : Chapter 17

 

They were both unaware of everything happening outside the door. Xia Yang touched the unyielding earring, feeling a bit frustrated.

 

But no matter how frustrated he was, he had to overcome difficulties and forge ahead.

 

“Can we try again, please?” He covered his ear, reluctantly switching back to a cute, compliant demeanor to ask for help again.

 

Han Yi frowned, his mouth turned down. “Why should I persist in something that is time-consuming, laborious, and pointless?”

 

“For… becoming a better version of yourself,” Xia Yang said grandiosely, raising his hand to mimic a crown. “The industry elite Mr. Han I know doesn’t have the word ‘give up’ in his dictionary.”

 

Han Yi: “…”

 

What an unexpected flattery.

 

Whether it was the sweetness of the flattery or the pitiful look of the little bunny in front of him, Han Yi, despite his unwillingness and frowning, still had to help him try again.

 

Xia Yang took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and said, “Come on, let the storm rage on! This time, no matter how painful, I will grit my teeth and not make a sound.”

 

Han Yi: “Someone who doesn’t know might think you’re about to sacrifice heroically.”

 

“Yeah, yeah,” Xia Yang felt like he was sacrificing himself.

 

With the experience from the last time, Han Yi’s operation was much smoother this time. He leaned in slightly to examine the earring and quickly got the hang of removing the butterfly clasp.

 

Using his index finger to stabilize the front of the earring and his thumb to slightly open the hooks of the butterfly clasp at the back, he was already 80% successful.

 

However, when his rough fingers brushed against Xia Yang’s pink earlobe, Xia Yang couldn’t help but shrink his neck.

 

It felt as if a stiff feather had swept across his sensitive spot.

 

It was itchy and subtly indescribable.

 

“Are you done yet…” he hummed softly.

 

“Don’t move,” Han Yi ordered behind his ear.

 

“Okay, okay, I won’t move, you move…” Xia Yang was afraid he’d quit, so he hurriedly coaxed him.

 

After a hard struggle, the earring was finally removed perfectly. This time it wasn’t as uncomfortable as last time, but Xia Yang’s ear was even redder.

 

The blush spread from his auricle to his earlobe, extending all the way to the base of his neck, dyeing his fair face a peach color.

 

“Thank you,” he rubbed his cheek, politely thanking him. He then took out the imaginary crown again and respectfully placed it on Han Yi’s head. “Congratulations, Mr. Elite Han, on unlocking a new skill!”

 

Han Yi: “…”

 

Han Yi: “I don’t think there’s anything worth congratulating.”

 

With the earring removal over, Xia Yang sent a same-city courier to send the item back to Leo.

 

Han Yi grabbed some documents and went back upstairs. Xia Yang followed him, and when he reached the study door, he suddenly remembered something.

 

“By the way, it’s grandma’s birthday tomorrow. Should I prepare a big gift?”

 

Going empty-handed to enjoy a feast felt a bit embarrassing.

 

“No need, Fang Ming will pick up the cake in the morning. Just show up,” Han Yi said.

 

Xia Yang clicked his tongue inwardly. What a minimalist wealthy family.

 

But back in his own room, he thought it over and felt that he should still prepare a birthday gift.

 

Firstly, he represented not only Han Yi but also himself. Mrs. Tang treated him well, and he wanted to show some filial piety.

 

Secondly, Jin Yang might also be there. He couldn’t give the younger rival any chance to outdo him.

 

However, he had no idea what to give as a birthday gift.

 

Mrs. Tang, a wealthy noblewoman with a big house and estate, probably wouldn’t be impressed by material gifts. The gift had to be thoughtful, unique, and spiritual.

 

Xia Yang’s mind raced through these three realms, and suddenly, inspiration struck.

 

Ten minutes later—

 

“Mr. Han—” He ran to the next room, pushing open the study door with excitement on his face.

 

Han Yi raised his eyelids: “What do you want to do now?”

 

“I want to team up with you~”

 

“…”

 

Han Yi’s eyelids twitched. Just as he was about to speak, Xia Yang clapped his hands twice. Three helpers entered in a line, one carrying a tripod, one holding a fill light, and the last one with a high-end camera.

 

“Young Master Xia, here are all the things needed for recording the video,” one of the helpers said.

 

“Great, thank you. You get extra chicken legs for dinner!”

 

The helpers set everything up and left in line, leaving only the two of them in the study.

 

“Let’s shoot a joint video to wish grandma a happy birthday.”

 

As he spoke, he had already set up the camera and the fill light.

 

“Hurry up, it will only take a few minutes and won’t delay your business trip.”

 

After only a slight hesitation, Han Yi came in front of the camera. He rarely cooperated so proactively: “How do we shoot it?”

 

“Simple! Just say a few blessings,” Xia Yang rolled his eyes and casually gave an example, “For instance… ‘Old age, but with aspirations for a thousand miles, sweep away hunger, and be yourself!'”

 

Han Yi: “…”

 

Han Yi: “Snickers should hire you as their spokesperson.”

 

Xia Yang grinned, his curled eyelashes fluttering, and his dark pupils filled with light. He suddenly felt that the big ice block sometimes understood humor.

 

He hoped to turn this ice block into a humorous ice sculpture in the future.

 

After laughing enough, he returned to the main topic. He cleared his throat and gave some guidance: “Actually, it doesn’t matter what we say. The key is to make grandma happy and reassured. Her biggest wish is to see our marriage happy and everlasting.”

 

Speaking of everlasting love, his eyes shifted and inadvertently fell on Han Yi’s prominent Adam’s apple, thinking of something.

 

“Hmm, do we need to add some small embellishments?”

 

After reading so many novels and watching dramas, once they “fell in love,” there would often be some marks.

 

He was indeed a gold medalist, always considering the client’s needs!

 

When he came back to his senses and turned his face, he met Han Yi’s gaze.

 

“What embellishment?” the man asked.

 

Xia Yang smiled mysteriously and reached out his finger to poke his Adam’s apple. “Here, I’ll make a strawberry mark for you.” (hickey)

 


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Clara
4 months ago

Obrigada pelo capítulo 🥰

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