Black Lotus

Yifeng Street was a well-known luxurious residential area.

In front of a gorgeous European classical villa, a black Audi Q7 slowly drove into the courtyard and stopped.

“Welcome back, Mr. Wen.” The butler, Xu Shu, respectfully greeted him and took the car key.

“Yeah.” Wen Niannan took off his jacket and rubbed his neck, then walked into the house. He paused and asked as he thought of something

“Is he back?” 

The butler replied after a moment of stunned silence, “Yes. The young master came back at noon. He drove the plane overnight and is currently resting in the study room.”

Wen Niannan hurried to the second floor after hearing the reply he wanted. He hadn’t seen Gu Yansheng for a week, yet he didn’t show the fact that he missed him on his face.

After stopping at the entrance of the study room, Wen Niannan raised his hand to knock on the door. He suddenly thought of something and slowly lowered his hand. But then clenched his hands and knocked on the door lightly.

“Yansheng.”

Wen Niannan did not get a reply.

“Yansheng, can I come in?” There was still no response from the room. 

Wen Niannan gently opened the door and walked in. What caught his eye was the sleepy face of the person he loved leaning on the sofa.

Wen Niannan walked lightly and squatted down. He stared at the man’s delicate and handsome face for a long time, stretched out his hand to smooth his brows, and muttered, “When will you care about me…”

Wen Niannan walked to the window and closed it. By the window, he picked up the documents scattered on the ground and looked up at the picture frame on the table.

In the photo were two teenagers sitting in front of the piano, both of them looked at the camera with dazzling smiles.

Wen Niannan showed a bitter smile. He naturally recognized these two people, one was his husband who he has been married to for three years, Gu Yansheng, and also the head of the Gu family. The other was the person his husband actually loved…

“Who allowed you to come in?” A voice full of magnetism sounded.

Hearing a familiar voice, Wen Niannan hurriedly turned around and tried to put the photo frame in his hand back to its original place. But because he was very nervous, he didn’t place the frame back properly and it fell to the ground with a snap.

“I…I didn’t…I just didn’t hold it steady, I didn’t mean it.” Wen Niannan hurriedly turned around to apologize and knelt down to pick up the broken frame.

Gu Yansheng stepped forward and pushed Wen Niannan away. He quickly picked up the photos and checked them. After confirming that the photo inside was still alright, he felt relieved.

Wen Niannan was pushed back and staggered a few steps, and looked at the picture in Gu Yansheng’s hand like a baby. He felt that it was ironic, but was envious of it as well.

Slap!

A loud slap in the face sounded from inside the study room.

Wen Niannan’s face was slapped to one side. He was taken aback for a moment, and when he reacted, he slowly turned his face to look at Gu Yansheng, who looked sullen and angry at him.

Gu Yansheng grabbed his collar and screamed, “What right do you think you have to come in here? Who allowed you to touch my things? Do you hate him that much? Even if all of his traces in this house are gone, I won’t like you one bit!” Gu Yansheng felt that the man in front of him was extremely hypocritical. The lover Gu Yansheng had been in love with for many years disappeared after a sudden break-up and there was no news of him after that. He used wine to mourn every day, but he didn’t know what Wen Niannan used to make his mother force him to marry him.

Seeing this person start to tremble again from his touch, Gu Yansheng became even angrier.

“If it weren’t for my mother, do you think I would come home to see your hypocritical face? I feel sick looking at your stiff face.” After that, he let go of his hand with disgust. 

“I just wanted to see you, you’ve been away for a business trip for a week… I just missed you so much,” said Wen Niannan with a hard smile.

“Get out of here! Don’t let me see you again!”

Bang!

Wen Niannan turned his back to the closed door and looked down at his bleeding hand that was cut by the glass. His heart felt very bitter.

Edited by: UnderTheMoon