Prince and His Fool

The car doors were opened by the building security dressed in black suits just like penguins but there nothing adorable about these men. Terrifying would be the best word to describe these brawny men which slightly reminded him of Ying Tie and speaking of the devil, he actually showed up. Well in this case he was only thinking about him but he still made his appearance dressed in a tuxedo with an unpleasant look on his face.

Rong Zian was just about to open his mouth and greet him when he suddenly felt a familiar warmth embrace his waist possessively and gently drew him closer. Wu Yange left no space between them as he kissed Rong Zian's lips in a domineering manner before saying in his ear, "Ignore him, he has no business talking to you."

Ying Tie rolled his eyes at the two people deliberately treating him like air and followed behind them. Rong Zian wanted to him question further. That was before his attention got grasped by the characters on top of the skyscraper. The building was named Rong Wu Group in bold with blue LED lights illuminating the starry sky. 'Oh crap!' he thought as complicated feelings clouded his mind.

He couldn't help but wonder if he coerced Wu Yange to include him in his business. Even though it was a dream, he couldn't help but feel ashamed with himself but he reluctantly swallowed the thought when a sharp stout gentleman in a tuxedo approached them as soon as they entered the venue.

The gentleman shook Wu Yange's hand grinning like a greedy businessman as they exchanged a few casual words but his gaze soon moved to Rong Zian's face and inquired, "Who might this handsome gentleman be?"

Wu Yange who had initially, unwillingly removed his hand from Rong Zian's waist so he could shake the hand of the interrupting gentleman, placed his hand back to its initial position and tightened his grip as though claiming his territory and said, "He's the brains behind the operation, all the products we launched were exclusively designed by him but best of all he's my boyfriend." The last part was said while he was staring at Rong Zian with sentimental eyes that that could easily hypotise him and make Wu Yange his master with no regret.

Rong Zian could barely break himself away from Wu Yange's gaze and only managed to greet the gentleman with his eyes constantly glancing back at his dreamy boyfriend. Wu Yange seemed uncomfortable when he realised the gentleman was mesmerised by Rong Zian so he whispered into his ear, "Go mingle and I will join you once I am done."

Rong Zian felt his ear on fire as the warm breath hit sensitive skin, kick-starting havoc all over his body. As the unquenched fire rose within, he made a conscious decision that in this dream, he was going to satisfy his curiosity. If he really was to date Wu Yange in the real world then this could be considered as testing the waters before diving in. An educational exercise on how two men dealt with their natural desires.

He sighed with drooping shoulders as he sank deeper into the sea of people he didn't even know. Some politely greet while others stared at him weirdly and whispered to each other. He could easily make out what they had to say about him. The minx who seduced an heir for money or the shameless partner who never showed his face while sucking their boss dry. One brazen lady even called him a scum shou while casually passing by. 'This sucks,' he thought as found a nice corner to chill at, 'I definitely need booze to survive this abuse. I wonder if I can get drunk in a dream too,' as he called for a waiter.

He pulled the waiter close and whispered to him to mask the contents of their conversation. "How about passing by more often with all kinds of snacks and drinks? I am having a pretty rough night," he said with a gentle smile on his face. After he spoke, he let go of the man but continued smiling even throwing in a wink. The waiter gulped and nod his head in agreement but he seemed not quite right as though stuck in a trance admiring Rong Zian.

Rong Zian stood there all nonchalant, casually crossing his arms across his chest, waiting to be served when he felt the hairs at the back of his head rise as a fright response. An oppressive heavy pressure surrounded him but he couldn't figure out who he had offended.

He looked around scanning the crowd only to meet Wu Yange's stinking gaze. 'Was this male god eating vinegar,' he thought recalling how close he had been to the waiter just moments ago. He couldn't help but chuckle, Wu Yange was cute when jealous so to appease him, Rong Zian shamelessly blew an air kiss at him and went as far a gently biting his lower lip with seductive eyes.

The raging wolf suddenly blushed and averted his gaze pretending to listen to the conversation he was having. Rong Zian was so amused and vowed to do the exact same thing to Wu Yange when he wakes up from this dream. The waiter brought a cocktail for him just in the nick of time and thus he began his experiment, the hypothesis being 'can he get drunk in a dream.'