Wen Biyan acted like a madman, drawing the attention of the crowd. The waiters eagerly watched the drama unfold between the entertainment circle and the wealthy family. Gu Xi noticed someone taking photos and wanted to stop them, but it was too late.
He tiptoed, intending to snatch the items back before anyone could see clearly. Wen Biyan was taller than him and raised his hand as Gu Xi tried to grab them. Gu Xi followed his movement and ended up pouncing into his arms.
Wen Biyan quickly embraced his “wife”.
“It’s a con-dom!” Gu Xi gritted his teeth, speaking directly into Wen Biyan’s ear. Not only were they being watched by the staff, but it was also their first time meeting Father Wen together. Could they not embarrass themselves like this?
Wen Biyan was momentarily stunned, but Gu Xi’s words snapped him back to reality.
“Do you want me to throw another one?” Gu Xi challenged him.
Feeling a bit guilty for his son’s behavior after not seeing him for a month, Father Wen gave a signal to his secretary. The tall secretary immediately took the condoms from Wen Biyan’s hand and threw them into his briefcase, smiling as he asked the staff to leave and delete the videos.
With his hands empty, Wen Biyan cooled down from his heated state and coughed awkwardly. He patted Gu Xi’s shoulder and declared to his father in a tone that brooked no argument, “This is my wife.”
Father Wen gave him a displeased look. “I know. Let’s go, your son should be getting out of school.”
Did he just agree? He wasn’t here to stop them?
Wen Biyan’s eyes brightened with confirmation as he looked at Gu Xi, who nodded in agreement.
Wen Biyan heard a hint of disdain in his father’s words, but he didn’t care. He quickly picked up the things he had thrown on the ground and put them back in the basket, attempting to retrieve the condoms from the secretary’s briefcase. After all, condoms bought by his wife were different.
“Snap.” Gu Xi slapped Wen Biyan’s fingers away. He had missed his chance.
They fell behind Father Wen and whispered to each other as they followed.
“Shengsheng, I apologize on behalf of my father. I’m sorry,” Wen Biyan held his hand, sincerely reflecting, “And also for myself. I’m even worse than my father. Whether it was four years ago or now, I only knew how to anger you.”
Father Wen was quite old; how could he change faster than Wen Biyan?
“I have my faults too,” Gu Xi admitted. Although Wen Biyan could be infuriating when he didn’t know the truth, he would listen if Gu Xi spoke to him calmly.
“How did you know…” Gu Xi started to ask but remembered Wen Biyan’s extensive history of mischief. Had he peeked at his diary again? Gu Xi didn’t mind. With work and studies keeping him busy, he didn’t have time to record emotional ups and downs. His diary was purely factual, devoid of emotion.
“Hmm,” Wen Biyan nodded confidently, not feeling like he had done anything wrong. “Do you regret breaking up with me?”
Gu Xi didn’t know how to answer. In truth, he didn’t regret it. Four years ago, Father Wen had been firm in his stance, and after four hard years, Wen Biyan would thrive in the entertainment industry while Gu Xi struggled. No matter how he looked at it, it was worth it. He couldn’t bear to see Wen Biyan suffer, especially after their son was born. His parenting instincts kicked in even more. He would always do his best to protect them both.
But hearing Wen Biyan cry over the phone made Gu Xi feel guilty again. How many times had Wen Biyan secretly cried during their time apart?
“I regret it,” Gu Xi knew that was the answer Wen Biyan wanted to hear.
Wen Biyan’s stern brows softened, and he looked at Father Wen’s cold back and then at Gu Xi’s gentle eyes. He smiled and said confidently, “Well, let’s go pick up our son.”
Gu Xi smiled. Jealousy in a relationship stemmed from either playfulness or insecurity. Wen Biyan clearly fell into the latter category.
Security didn’t just come from between lovers but also from family. Despite Wen Biyan’s determination and courage to defy the world, his father’s interference had always been an unstable factor in his life.
Wen Biyan’s mother had died early, and Father Wen had raised him roughly. His father’s big hands had supported the newborn baby, providing a solid foundation for his growth. The meaning of fatherhood was unique.
The other foot of love finally touched the ground, and Gu Xi could feel Wen Biyan’s excitement and relief.
It was great. They would both strive to be good fathers to Wen Shu.
Father Wen had come prepared and happily retrieved various gifts, like a magician performing tricks.
Wen Shu was like a steamed bun, sweet to anyone who saw him. Father Wen and Wen Biyan’s routines were almost identical. When Gu Xi had taught Wen Shu how to coax Wen Biyan, the little boy followed the instructions perfectly, proving the method worked every time.
Wen Biyan clicked his tongue disdainfully. Despite being the CEO of a multinational corporation, he was being flattered and coaxed like this by his son’s recycled tricks.
Indeed, in the Wen family, the son despised the father, and the apple didn’t fall far from the tree.
In the evening, Wen Shu tired himself out and went to bed early, agreeing to play with Father Wen tomorrow.
Wen Biyan took a shower and eagerly got into bed, only to be pushed back down by Gu Xi.
“You were so eager to throw them away earlier, weren’t you? Well, I’m declaring now that you’re going to throw away the next six months’ worth,” Gu Xi’s neck turned as red as his ears as he remembered the embarrassing scene from earlier. He felt like disappearing into the ground, even in broad daylight.
Wen Biyan pounced on Gu Xi, showering him with kisses. “What six months? I’ll use them all tonight.”
Gu Xi pushed Wen Biyan away and grabbed a keyboard. “You’re sleeping with this tonight for reflection.”
“You owe me!” Wen Biyan argued. “I haven’t touched a single box in four years. The packaging has been changed several times. How was I supposed to know it was a condom?”
Four years ago, he knew every brand on the market like the back of his hand, even from ten meters away.
After spending four years “imprisoned,” he was out of touch with the times. Wasn’t that unfair?
Wen Biyan pushed Gu Xi’s bathrobe up to his chest and tore open a package. “Let me tell you, Shengsheng, not only do you owe me compensation, but you also owe me interest.”
Gu Xi was almost convinced by his logic. “Um… if you could just calm down, could you maybe not see the words on it?”
“Sorry, we entertainment folks are generally illiterate.” The entertainment industry’s reputation was in tatters.
The next morning, Gu Xi woke up with a sore back and wished he could throw Wen Biyan and the condoms away together.
There was warm porridge on the bedside table, as if it had been timed for his awakening. The living room was quiet, and Gu Xi, supporting his back, came out and saw a note from Wen Biyan on the table, saying he had taken their son to Father Wen’s house. The grandfather and grandson had agreed to go to the underwater world.
Wen Biyan handed his son over to Father Wen and then hurried back home.
The little boy turned his head and called Gu Xi to report his plans. “Dad, I might not come home tonight.”
“Okay, Dad will come pick you up tomorrow. Did Wen Dad take you there? Where is he?” Gu Xi asked.
“Wen Dad went to get the ring,” the little boy reported truthfully.
Father Wen wanted to cover his grandson’s mouth, but the boy spoke too suddenly. Oh well, with a grandson around, who cared about that little brat?
Gu Xi’s heart skipped a beat. How should he respond?
When Wen Biyan returned quickly, there was a bulge in the right pocket of his trousers. Gu Xi had been spoiled in advance, and his eyes couldn’t leave that spot.
A proposal… how should he respond?
Wen Biyan spent the whole day with Gu Xi, his expression unchanged. He didn’t mention the proposal until bedtime.
Did he regret it?
With a hundred and eight possible responses in mind, Gu Xi’s mood was heightened. Before going to sleep, he couldn’t help but roll over and press down on Wen Biyan, pinching his face. “Didn’t you say you wanted to propose?”
Wen Biyan’s expression froze. He hadn’t arranged the venue yet; he had planned to do it the day after tomorrow. The makeover program of the entertainment circle had designated Wen Biyan as the only outstanding graduate, and the day after tomorrow happened to be an awards ceremony.
Wen Biyan didn’t want to participate in the ceremony, but he agreed when he realized that without it, he wouldn’t have reunited with Gu Xi so soon. He also wanted to use the opportunity to create a big news event.
Unfortunately… it was obvious who had leaked the secret.
The little brat.
Wen Biyan took out the ring, reluctantly proposing hastily. Feeling a bit aggrieved, he decided to turn his resentment into motivation.
Regardless of whether Wen Biyan was happy or not, Gu Xi smiled.
“Couldn’t you pretend not to know?” Wen Biyan nibbled on his earlobe. “You’re just taking advantage of the fact that I like you.”
Gu Xi: “…”
When you love someone and want to marry them, how can you pretend?
Gu Xi felt it wasn’t his fault, but whenever he faced Wen Biyan’s feigned grievance, not only did he have no bottom line, but he also had no underwear.
But as long as it was someone you loved, everything was sweet.
The end.