Ch44 - Singing the Greatest Show (21) — Last Meal before Beheading

Good-looking but useless?

He Changhuai sneered. 

Only Jiang Zhengrong can say such words. How useful He Changhuai is, Ye Suan, who was crying in his bed, would not be unaware.

“Su An,” Jiang Zhengrong walked slowly with his hands behind his back, “How does it feel to be in the arms of Second Master He after leaving my protection?”

Su An’s smile didn’t change: “President Jiang, what do you think is the difference between you and Second Master He?”

“Nothing is different,” Jiang Zhengrong stopped his feet and looked at him seriously, “If Boss Ye had the power in your hand, what would you do.” 

Su An said softly: “I would not force people to lose their voices.”

Jiang Zhengrong laughed involuntarily. He simply sat on the ground and patted his side, “Boss Ye should also sit.”

Ye Su’an raised an eyebrow, and lifted up his cheongsam and sat down.

“I know that you brought Yu Qiong to Ancheng,” Jiang Zhengrong said. “You only know that I made him lose his voice, but do you know why I poisoned and dumbed him?”

Su An said: “Because he is ‘special’.”

Jiang Zhengrong looked at him in amazement, the brilliance in his eyes gradually became strange, then he suddenly laughed twice, “You are also ‘special’.”

Su An thought a lot in an instant.

Could it be that I am also the protagonist of a world? 

Su An said implicitly: “President Jiang, continue.”

“The day you left, the police station found a corpse in your yard,” Jiang Zhengrong smiled that was not a smile. “But I don’t know who put a Suzhou embroidery handkerchief from my house on the corpse, so the police station directly found me.”

“Don’t say that,” Su An embarrassed, “President Jiang, that old eunuch was originally from your house.” 

Jiang Zhengrong calmly said: “He was halfway struggling to escape and crashed himself headfirst into the wall.”

“Nale marks——”

“False.”

“I thought a lot when I saw the old eunuch,” Su An was silent for a while, then took the initiative, “I’ve heard before that some old eunuchs act abominably and will buy Wazi to humiliate them in the house. But the eunuch is a eunuch and can only use other things to torture the Wazi. Do you think such evil things are disgusting?” 

“The story is not as disgusting as the truth,” Jiang Zhengrong straightened his crippled leg and pointed at it, “My leg was crippled by that old eunuch.”

Su An didn’t know what to say for a while.

“When you are weak, you will be humiliated to survive, and satisfy their abusers’ desires,” Jiang Zhengrong held Su An’s hand, opened his palm, and ran over his palm line. “I don’t need to say it too clearly. Boss Ye should also know what it’s like. Just like the feeling of being powerless to struggle when you were under He Changhuai’s body.”

Ye Su’an looked down at his hand and said nothing for a long time. 

“You and I are the same kind of people,” Jiang Zhengrong said indifferently, “I wanted to poison and dumb you, just to make you completely dependent on me and do the same thing with He Changhuai. But you hid, and escaped from me, the jackal, and welcomed the more ferocious tiger and leopard. Boss Ye, why bother?”

Ye Su’an opened his mouth, while Jiang Zhengrong lowered his gaze, rolled up his sleeves, and found tooth marks left by a man on the inside of Ye Su’an’s forearm.

“Look,” Jiang Zhengrong said with a cold face, “Filthy!”

Ye Su’an shuddered and withdrew his hand in embarrassment. 

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“Boss Ye, after I go to Ji residence to make amends, I will leave Ancheng by boat in five days.” Jiang Zhengrong raised his eyes and looked from beyond Su An’s ear to He Changhuai, who was striding behind him, “On this trip, I am bound to lose my position as president of the Chamber of Commerce, and you no longer have to worry that I will turn against you. At that time I was crippled and wounded with you, You and I also know what it’s like to suffer humiliation. Why don’t you walk with me instead of staying in the hands of tigers and leopards to endure humiliation? We can support each other and start over.”

Tf Ve’jc rjlv mbivis: “Qtja’r lc la obg wf?”

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It was already difficult for Laozi to make “Ye Su’an” feel different towards He Changhuai, but your two or three sentences directly smashed these changes into scum. 

How could Boss Ye not be tempted by these words?

Aljcu Itfcugbcu rjlv: “Tbe mjc ufa glv bo Lf Jtjcutejl.”

Tf Ve’jc mifcmtfv tlr olra revvfcis.

Lf Jtjcutejl tjr jigfjvs mbwf mibrfg, tf ugjyyfv Aljcu Itfcugbcu’r mibatfr ys atf cfmx jcv qlmxfv tlw eq, atfc uglaafv tlr affat, “Tbe, ags abemtlcu tlw bcmf wbgf?” 

Jiang Zhengrong coughed several times, “Second Master He wants to kill a person in broad daylight?”

He Changhuai sneered twice, “I’m afraid that no man can still be patient when his madam is being touched.”

“Madam?” Jiang Zhengrong raised his eyebrows and looked at Su An.

Su An understood the meaning in his eyes, it was nothing more than ‘Are you willing to be called madam by He Changhuai’. 

“Are you willing to be seen by a man as a woman?”

Ye Su’an slowly released his hand, “He Changhuai,” He turned around coldly, “Come with me.”

He Changhuai let go and looked down at the embarrassed Jiang Zhengrong, “President Jiang, do you still want to walk out of Ancheng with all your hands and feet?”

Jiang Zhengrong held his chest to catch his breath: “Naturally.” 

He Changhuai narrowed his eyes, then turned around to follow Ye Su’an. Ye Su’an was not at peace, he knew that another turning point was in front of him.

With the help of Jiang Zhengrong, he could get rid of He Changhuai’s control. In Ancheng, he used the name of He family, like a prostitute, he traded his body for power.

Su An wanted to choose the latter. 

But Ye Su’an must be the former.

Wuwuwu, Jiang Zhengrong is too treacherous. He didn’t attack Su An himself, he directly attacked the character Su An plays.

He doesn’t want to be OOC, so he can only follow Jiang Zhengrong. Maybe as time goes by, Jiang Zhengrong will be able to do more extreme things.

In the last world, Chu He lost his mission, and he left the world directly. In this world, it is reasonable to say that Chu He’s mission has also failed, but he has not left yet. It seems that he has made up his mind to attack Su An. 

What will be the consequence of character collapse?

He returned home worried, and when he saw He Changhuai with a dark face following him all the way, he suddenly asked: “You’re still following me?”

He Changhuai was silent for a while, then answered lightly: “En.”

“You said you were going to let me go,” Ye Su’an mocked, “So this is the freedom you gave me.” 

“Su An,” He Changhuai whispered, “I’m just worried about you.”

Ye Su’an opened his lips, “Take it off.”

He Changhuai was surprised, “What?”

Su An has to play with a gun to calm down. 

He had already started to take off his clothes, and his posture resembled a graceful dance, “What else can we do between us but this?”

He Changhuai closed his eyes in pain, but still stepped forward to contribute to the public food.

The more active Su An is, the more cheap He Changhuai’s love becomes.

It seems that he is only greedy for carnal desires, but how can it be? When he watched Su An and Jiang Zhengrong chatting and laughing today, he felt sour and astringent. 

After the pleasure was over, Su An finally calmed down.

Although he is unbridled, he also has a bottom line. Both he and Jiang Zhengrong knew who the other party was. If Jiang Zhengrong dared to use this method openly, then there’s no doubt about it, he was sure that Su An would not dare to go out of character.

Su An was a coward and he cherishes his life, so he doesn’t dare give in unless others do so. But if Chu He was in a hurry, it wouldn’t be a big deal if he tried to collapse the character design.

Even if he died, he would not let Chu He succeed, that was his bottom line. 

Not to mention, it doesn’t really matter if his character collapses. If Yu Qiong is really the protagonist of this world, then he helped correct the trajectory of the protagonist’s fate, is there no benefit to doing good?

Anyway, Chu He’s mission failed, they have to leave sooner or later. Before leaving, let’s break down the character design. What world consciousness, what merit…maybe for the sake of Yu Qiong, it would turn a blind eye. Besides, he, who does not know anything, is not guilty, and there are no rules restricting him either.

He Changhuai, who was beside him, hugged him tightly, realizing that Su An was cold, he asked worriedly: “Are you cold? I’ll keep you warm.”

“…” Su An was instantly possessed dramatically. He clenched teeth tightly, “He Changhuai, I’m not a prostitute.”

He Changhuai, who was used and was thrown away, strongly suppressed his anger, “Who said you’re a prostitute?”

His voice was hoarse with anger, “Ye Su’an, do you have a heart? Don’t you understand how I treat you? Don’t you really know what your status is in my heart?!”

Ye Su’an turned his face away, and He Changhuai felt a chill in his heart. 

He turned over and grabbed Ye Su’an’s hand, then raised it on top of his head.

“Look at me.” The man ordered coldly.

Su An simply closed his eyes.

He Changhuai touched him, ready to do it again. Su An gave a startled cry and abruptly opened his eyes. 

The man held his face, nose to nose, and there was a layer of imperceptible fog in his dark eyes, “Do I love you?”

Su An swallowed and whispered, “Second Master He, are you starting again?”

He Changhuai once tied him to the bed, then he asked him whether he loved him or not, and he lay there for a long time. It could be said that men would get dizzy as the sperm when straight through their brain, right or not, because He Changhuai knows how to stop at the most critical moment, he will then torturously asked: “Do you love me?”

Just like now. 

Su An was worn down to the point where the corner of his eyes were red.  He Changhuai asked him: “Do I love you?”

He had to force Su An to say those words.

The flesh on his lips was bitten through the skin by himself, He Changhuai rescued the flesh of his lips and asked again: “Why did you seduce me.”

“Go away!” Boss Ye snapped and couldn’t even form a single sentence, “He, He Changhuai, why don’t you go die.” 

He Changhuai felt empty, then he smiled: “You will be a widow if I die.”

Then he asked for the third time: “Do you love me?”

Su An couldn’t take it any longer. He cried and said, “You love me, I know you love me.”

“I love you,” He Changhuai murmured, “You know that.” 

In the past, Su An was forced to say a false ‘I love you’ to him, but now Su An is forced to admit his love.

He Changhuai laughed at himself twice and accepted his fate.

…

After preparing to leave, Ye Su’an’s attitude towards He Changhuai changed suddenly. 

On the day of the Grain Rain, Su An took the initiative to follow He Changhuai to the He family for dinner. Old Master He couldn’t hide his surprise, and his eyes widened.

Compared to outsiders, He Changhuai was truly flattered. He stared blankly at the dish that Su An put into his bowl for him. Looking at it, he felt that his eyes were sour, he coughed in disguise, and He Changhuai lowered his head and ate the dish.

“Is it delicious?” Su An asked quietly.

He Changhuai, “…it’s delicious.” 

Su An breathed a sigh of relief. He poured another half glass of wine for He Changhuai, and then wiped his hands and peeled prawns for him.

He Changhuai watched his movements in horror. Su An noticed his gaze, he raised his head and smiled, then he leaned over naturally to He Changhuai’s ear and said: “Give me a peanut bean.”

He Changhuai went to get the public chopsticks. Su An smiled: “Just use your chopsticks.”

“…good.” 

He Changhuai fed him a peanut bean.

After the meal, Su An was called to have a chat by the Old Madam He, who was very relieved. He Changhuai and Old Master He had not yet returned to their senses and sat on the sofa. Half a while later, He Changhuai pulled out a cigar, and his  sword eyebrows couldn’t help but wrinkle

Old Master He tapped his leg with a cane, “Look at how cheap you are, Ye Su’an finally treated you well, why are you frowning?”

He Changhuai reclined on the sofa and murmured: “I always feel something is wrong.” 

Old Master He asked: “What’s wrong?”

“Dad, you have married three wives and two concubines,” He Changhuai said with a gloomy expression, “Which of them do you think likes you the most?”

Old Master He said profoundly: “Your mother likes me the most.”

He Changhuai smiled, “Exclude my mother.” 

“Then your Aunt Mei,” He whispered. “She is the most domineering, and she loves spending money the most, she is a prodigal woman. But don’t you dare mention it, she takes me to heart, and she is concerned about everything I do. No matter how much she spends, I’m happy.”

He Changhuai stopped talking.

It was like he was contemplating some century-old puzzle. Thinking about it, he’s afraid that all the twists and turns in his life were all given by Ye Su’an.

Old Master He asked again: “What exactly is it that you say is wrong?” 

He Changhuai put out the cigarette, “He is treating me like this, like the last meal before beheading.”