“Daddy, Brother Qingjie hasn’t come to play in a long time. Did you have a fight with him?” Ling flipped through her painting, breaking the silence in the room. Meijiang watched Wenshan with a sensitive gaze.
A fight? Wenshan shook his head. Qingjie had been avoiding him for quite some time. He could never find an opportunity to be alone with him.
Seeing him lost in thought, Meijiang became even more convinced of her suspicion. She put down her knitting, “Ling, perhaps Brother Qingjie has someone he likes now, so of course, he wouldn’t come to our house as often.”
These words jolted Wenshan awake. He has someone he likes! Is it true, Qingjie? He jumped up from the sofa, “Meijiang, I’m going out for a bit.”
She followed him to the entrance, “Are you going to find Qingjie?”
He put on his shoes. “I can’t just leave him alone. I’ll be back soon.” He opened the door and left.
“Mom, Brother Qingjie said he would marry me, how could he like someone else?” Ling cried heartbrokenly, chasing after him and clinging to her mother’s leg.
Your father also said he would only love me, but now he’s fallen for a man! Meijiang hugged her daughter, crying together.
Tian Zhong Wenshan successfully shook off the police car tailing him and drove his BMW to the building where Bing Shi Qingjie lived. His motorcycle was still there!
He took the elevator upstairs, his heart pounding with each floor indicator light. Finally, he reached the sixteenth floor. He walked to Qingjie’s door and rang the bell.
After pressing it three times with no response, Wenshan entered the code “1234.” Bing Shi Qingjie was definitely too simple, using such an easy code for his door.
The door opened, and Wenshan, barefoot, walked in. In Qingjie’s bedroom, he saw him.
Bing Shi Qingjie sat on the windowsill, one leg bent, his right hand resting on his knee, a cigarette elegantly held between his slender fingers, looking very stylish. His upper body was bare, and the belt of his jeans was undone.
What infuriated Tian Zhong Wenshan was that there was also a woman keeping him company.
“Little brother, did you come just to drink?” The woman was the advertising star Nei Tuo Zhimei.
He extended his left hand holding a glass towards her to have it filled.
“Bing Shi Qingjie!” Tian Zhong Wenshan couldn’t help but shout.
He gave him a cold glance and then pulled Zhimei into a passionate kiss. “You’ve seen it all, what do you think?” Qingjie said coldly, expressionless. “Take off your clothes, quickly!”
Nei Tuo Zhimei was startled. Bing Shi Qingjie was so cool, and he was only seventeen? She involuntarily started to remove one of her straps, but Tian Zhong Wenshan’s expression was as if he wanted to kill her!
“Get out! Don’t come back!” This kid is only seventeen, he’s a minor! Tian Zhong Wenshan dragged her out of the room.
Qingjie maintained his aloof posture, not even glancing at Wenshan.
“Why are you doing this?” Wenshan tried to suppress his anger.
“It’s none of your business. Tian Zhong Wenshan, that’s my freedom.” He got down from the windowsill and leaned against the window to smoke. “As long as I’m happy, I can sleep with whoever I want.”
