Chà Chà Novel

Ji Xinghai naturally didn’t have Fu Baihan’s contact info, so he had no way of knowing that Ji Xinghui’s anger came from Fu Baihan flaunting his love life. He reflected on himself instead. Who is Ge comparing me to? His little lovers from before?

It’s my fault. I haven’t tried hard enough. I haven’t satisfied him.

After a round of being pinned to the sofa by the wolf cub, Ji Xinghui sat up holding his aching back and thought the whole thing was absurd.

Compared to Fu Baihan, wasn’t he a bit of a failure as an older brother?

Ji Xinghai buried his face against his neck, his voice hoarse and muffled. “Ge, I’m better than them.”

I can make you happier.

Ji Xinghui sneered. “Sure. You cost less, too.”

Although at first he’d planned to toy with Ji Xinghai like one of his little lovers, after being provoked by Fu Baihan’s showing off, the young master Ji found himself dissatisfied with this substandard little lover of his.

All hard edges, even taller than him. He never would have guessed his taste could change so much.

But with this kind of thing, as long as it felt good, that was enough. Ji Xinghui’s moral bar in this area was very low. Just now, for instance, kicking the guy hadn’t stopped him from pulling him close again on the sofa.

Unlike his previous little lovers, Ji Xinghui had never given Ji Xinghai a single gift. Yet this wolf cub had gotten his hands on shares in the company — Ji Xinghui could keep a hundred little lovers and never splash out that much!

Who was toying with whom here? Was this wolf cub Ji Xinghai freeloading off him!

Damn it. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got.

Ji Xinghai sensed the anger rising in the man in his arms, because he got slapped again. Pressing his tongue against his burning cheek, he caught Ji Xinghui’s wrist. “Ge, I don’t want money.”

As calculating as Ji Xinghai was, even he couldn’t guess how wildly Ji Xinghui’s thoughts were jumping around.

“You wrecked my work, you live in my house, you eat my food, and I even have to sleep with you…” Ji Xinghui curled his lips. “And you have the nerve to ask for money?”

Ungrateful. Want me to go grab a knife from the kitchen and stab you?

Ji Xinghai: “……” So what exactly are you mad about?

“Give me ten million… no, twenty million.” Ji Xinghui stared at the clueless wolf cub.

Ji Xinghai: “?”

“Right now, this instant, or get lost,” Ji Xinghui said impatiently.

Ji Xinghai picked up his phone and made the transfer, his voice excited and thrilled. “Is twenty million enough? What else do you want, Ge?”

Ji Xinghui asking him for money — he couldn’t have been happier. Even after being intimate so many times, he still felt very, very far from Ji Xinghui, as if he could never truly hold on to this man.

Now that Ji Xinghui was asking something of him, his heart instantly sped up, incredibly excited.

Would their relationship change from here? Did he have a chance to get into Ji Xinghui’s heart and truly be seen as his lover?

Ji Xinghui wasn’t happy. Even with the money received, he felt listless.

How boring… He tapped Fu Baihan’s profile picture with his fingertip, scoffed, and turned off his phone screen.

For a moment, he actually wanted to show off to Fu Baihan too: Look, whatever you’ve got, I’ve got too.

But the feeling quickly drained away, and he came to his senses.

Theirs was sweet, sweet love. What was this?

He and Ji Xinghai were just a game of probing each other. Even the physical relationship wasn’t pure. He was simply used to living without restraint, and he enjoyed watching Ji Xinghai get dragged into the mud.

Looking for sincerity in the wolf cub would be far too stupid.

Besides, he didn’t have any himself.

Who knew — one day they might be pointing guns at each other’s heads… Going back a few generations, the Ji family business was anything but clean, and some of those shadowy forces were still in his hands.

He had thought about getting rid of the wolf cub. It was just that he didn’t want to touch those things. Too much trouble, and there was no going back.

Ji Xinghui pushed Ji Xinghai away, not bothering to cover up, the suggestive marks still on his body, hooked his shirt with a finger and headed for the bedroom. “Clean this place up.”

“Ge…” Ji Xinghai felt a sense of loss and pressed a hand to where his heart was beating. There it was again, that feeling — that he’d never be able to figure Ji Xinghui out.

Ge, why won’t you look at me… He lowered his eyes, gripping the cushion Ji Xinghui had lain on, veins standing out on the back of his hand.

I’m willing to pretend to be whatever you like in front of you. But Ge, if you won’t even spare me a second glance, I won’t be able to hold back. I’ll reveal my vile, crazy true self.

Compared to those two, Su Nuo and Fu Baihan were much sweeter. Seeing Fu Baihan’s Moments post, Su Nuo covered his face. This was way too embarrassing.

Everyone thought he was a parent showing off his kid, but Su Nuo knew it was him showing off their love.

This secret feeling of sneaking around in a romance right in front of everyone was actually kind of thrilling.

As the year drew to a close, there were more and more banquets big and small, but few could get the Fu family to attend. Not enough clout.

The Su family sent word too, hoping Su Nuo would come home for New Year’s. Su Nuo didn’t even reply. He treated it as if he hadn’t seen it.

Go back for what? To watch them put Su Yujin on a pedestal, or to listen to them ask him to let Su Yujin’s criminal birth mother off the hook?

The Su family’s pestering disgusted Su Nuo. Months without contact, and they only reached out right after that nanny went to prison.

Fu Baihan tied the kid’s bow tie and, looking at him like a refined, noble little prince, kissed his lips and coaxed, “Sweetie, don’t be upset. After the banquet I’ll take you out to have fun, okay?”

Su Nuo laughed and acted cute with him. “Gege, you sound like you’re coaxing a kindergartener.”

“You are a little kid.” Fu Baihan took his hand, and they went downstairs together to head to the Ji residence.

“Little kids aren’t allowed to date, you know. Gege, you can’t be a beast,” Su Nuo teased.

Fu Baihan said nothing, just pinched his waist, and the smart-mouthed kid immediately behaved.

Attending the Ji family banquet wasn’t about giving the Ji family face. It was only to back up Ji Xinghui.

As a professional thigh-hugger, Ji Xinghui was perfectly happy to let everyone see he was riding on Fu Baihan’s power, the fox borrowing the tiger’s might.

Being friends with Fu Baihan was his own achievement. Others might make sour remarks, but deep down they were probably dying of envy.

His favorite thing was watching people who couldn’t stand him but couldn’t take him down either, stewing in frustration. Especially this year — he had a big surprise in store for his own father.

Wanting to rely on him to secure the partnership with the Fu family, while also wanting the illegitimate son to take over the family business? Heh. Did he think Ji Xinghui was some philanthropist, a silent worker bee?

Even if he didn’t want the Ji family, he wasn’t going to let them have it easy.

Ji Xinghai stood behind Ji Xinghui, watching him chat and laugh effortlessly with all kinds of people, his eyes dark. Yes, when this man turned on his charm, who could resist?

He really ought to lock him up, watch those eyes fill with tears, begging only him.

Ji Xinghai noticed Ji Xinghui’s expression come alive, his smile turning genuine. The dark thoughts filling his head stopped abruptly, and he couldn’t take his eyes off him.

“Nuonuo, sweetheart!” Ji Xinghui strode over to Fu Baihan and Su Nuo and reached out to hug Su Nuo, only to be blocked by Fu Baihan, unsurprisingly.

“Whoa, don’t be so stingy! Nuonuo and I haven’t seen each other in forever. What’s wrong with a hug for the New Year?” Ji Xinghui said on purpose.

Fu Baihan’s face was cold. “If you don’t need that hand, I’ll chop it off.”

Ji Xinghui chattered to Su Nuo, “Nuonuo, look. This guy has violent tendencies. You’d better think this through.”

Su Nuo smiled sweetly, his voice soft but his words cutting. “Star-ge, some people get beaten up for a reason.”

Why bother? Why pick a fight with a couple? What chance did one have against two?

Quick as a flash, Ji Xinghui ruffled the kid’s head and pulled his hand back. “I’ll have someone bring desserts over in a bit. Nuonuo, go grab something to eat first.”

Fu Baihan’s face darkened. “Ji Xinghui!”

“Hehe.” Ji Xinghui was very pleased with himself.

Such a soft little kid — who wouldn’t want to squish him?

Fu Baihan told Su Nuo not to drink, then let him go have some snacks. After all, the kid didn’t enjoy making business small talk.

Su Nuo ate two slices of cake and accidentally got cream on his fingers. He wandered up to the second floor to wash his hands. Before he’d even come out of the restroom, he heard people talking outside. It was Ji Xinghui’s voice.

“You and Xinghai are brothers by blood. You should support each other. In the future, the Ji family will rely on the two of you to carry it on.” Father Ji’s health was no longer good. Seeing the two of them attend the banquet together peacefully, he was smiling, very gratified.

Ji Xinghui’s expression was amused. “Then you’re going to be disappointed, Dad. The Ji line ends with me. I like men.”

Father Ji: “What?! I don’t care if you mess around outside, but when you’re old enough you must get married!”

“Oh? But you’d have to ask Xinghai if he agrees,” Ji Xinghui said cheerfully, with malice he couldn’t hide.

Ji Xinghai understood something and snapped his gaze to him.

Father Ji grew angrier and angrier. “What does this have to do with Xinghai? You…” Before he could finish, he saw his elder son and younger son kissing — mouth to mouth.

“Because I’m fooling around with him, Dad. It’s New Year’s and we’re all family, so I didn’t want to hide it from you.” Ji Xinghui revealed it to his father without the slightest hesitation.

Father Ji trembled. “You… you two…”

“Sorry, Dad. You know I have a bad temper. What’s mine, even if I don’t want it anymore, I won’t give to anyone else. So he won’t be having any kids in the future either.”

Faced with Ji Xinghui and Ji Xinghai, taking such a huge shock, Father Ji couldn’t catch his breath and fainted on the spot.

Ji Xinghui clicked his tongue. “That’s it? What weak nerves.”

Su Nuo thought: who wouldn’t faint? Both your sons hooking up with each other.

And all that “it’s New Year’s, I didn’t want to hide it from you” — savage. Star-ge, you’re really something.

So here’s the question: should I go out there or not?