A War of Two

§342

He Jünle receives the red packet with a smile and then kisses it lightly (TL: EWW That’s super dirty, bro), saying,

“Thanks, Mo-er, for being so sweet as always.”

His smile is gentle and intoxicating, like a gentle spring breeze, like a central heating system, like an oversized hand warmer.

Before Murong Jihua can feel sour inside, the hand warmer has kindly shared his warmth with him, saying,

“Baby, this is yours.”

Not just his own, but also the packet Su Xiaomo gave him just now.

——Snap! It has struck right at his heart with hotness at 70%!

§343

He can’t anymore. This hypocritical man’s smile is so damned attractive.

He can’t keep looking.

§344

“Hmph,”

Murong Jihua turns to the side, and receives the packet by pinching at it with two of his fingers, and then raises his voice to say with the hint of a smile,

“You damned man sure are quick on the uptake!”

“Naturally,”

He Jünle says with a smile, “I’m all yours now, so these are also yours, of course.”

Then, he extends one finger to poke at Su Xiaomo’s cheek, saying,

“Mo-er wouldn’t mind me handing the red packets all to Murong, right?”

“Shurer!” Su Xiaomo, concealed half of her contorted smiling face with her hand and her big eyes flapping, says,

“I don’t mind! I don’t! Xiaomo is shuper shuper willing!”

§345

That’s cheating!

Murong Jihua is widening his eyes in shock as his mind continues playing that magnetic ‘Murong’ on repeat… repeat… repeat…

Argh the damned man! Isn’t he settling into his role all too well?!

Rising to prominence and face-slapping and levelling up is one thing, but he can’t ever lose in flirting, no way!

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So he knits his brows on purpose and raises his chin at butler Cui, currently looking stunned behind Su Xiaomo, with what he wants written all over his place – The shaoye wants some gift he can brag about too.

The poor butler hasn’t even had time to adjust to the new mind-boggling reality of ‘shaoye getting back together with his 419 target’ and ‘shaoye’s perfect partner is suddenly his old rival in love’ when his boss has made a new demand——

‘Shaoye, he has insulted you so much. Why are you forgiving him? Even calling him the most perfect beloved——’

So thinks butler Cui while producing a gift promptly. He sure is feeling really sorry for his boss, as his thoughts continue,

“Shaoye, you have humbled your love so much!”

§347

Murong Jihua wraps his hand about He Jünle’s waist and, under everyone’s shocked gape, he receives a bouquet from butler Cui——

A bouquet of roses where the red ‘roses’ are money (TL: Chinese RMB is red in colour), and the white ‘roses’ are cheques, and the green stem and leaves are credit cards.

“Sweet——heart,”

Murong Jihua lifts up He Jünle’s chin with a solid bar of gold. Then he says, with an expression that is subtly awkward but nonetheless polite,

“Accept this shaoye’s loving gesture.”

§348

18:30, XX/XX/9102, 18 hours from the moment the business giant CEO Murong has officially gone public with his beloved.

And with the exposure of the new photos with Murong Jihua entering and leaving the hotel with a same-sex partner, all the Internet surfers eating popcorns and the entertainment industry can smell the sweet fragrance of a once-in-a-century news. All the journalists and paparazzi have rushed forth, alongside all the ‘serious’ analysis by the retards that lurk throughout the Internet, amid even more unverifiable news——

This time, under Murong Jihua’s instructions, the Murong conglomerate did not attempt to stem or redirect the rumours at all, but at least, the earlier rumours circulating between Princess Elizabeth and Murong Jihua has died down all by themselves.

As for the Garden of Eden in the middle of the CBD, that is, the Murong residence, it is standing tall quietly and beautifully as always.

——The same cannot be said for its owner’s unnaturally, madly dancing heartbeat, however.

§349

Suddenly.

Bata bata bata bata——

A private helicopter, christened with the crown of the royal emblem, is hovering above everyone present.

“My apologies for interrupting, Mr Murong,”

A ladder is swung down from the helicopter, as an old man in a camouflaged laboratory coat climbs down.

He Jünle reflexively stands in front of Su Xiaomo to protect her, and Murong Jihua’s expression darkens slightly as he pulls He Jünle over as well, putting the flowers in his lap and then gesturing for all of them to get behind him.

Then he takes a step forward to ask, “and you are?”

Butler Cui quickly moves forward behind him as well to escort the worried Su Xiaomo away.

It is when the old man walks forward that Murong Jihua realises that the camouflage paint on the man’s laboratory coat is not actually painted on, but it is merely the result of all sorts of biological and chemical tinctures that must have stained it over time, giving it such an artistic edge.

The old man has already lost the hair on the top of his head with not much remaining on the sides either, but he is definitely energetic, all in spite of the heavy eyebags, too.

——Murong Jihua is sighing inside – as expected of a hellish difficulty mad Princess.

The old man smiles to reveal a crooked row of old teeth as he introduces himself.

“My surname is Ni. I belong to Her Highness Elizabeth’s Human Genetics Experiment Organisation. I am honoured to be here on Her Highness’ order——

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To monitor the experimental procedures between you and your partner.”

§347

Sometimes, things go one way in your mind when they go another way in reality.

Like right now.

・

Murong Jihua can feel his blood boiling. He barely avoids cussing and teleporting half a country away into the Royal Gardens to give his sincerest regards to 18 generations of Elizabeth’s ancestors,

For goodness sake, you really are here to make sure the two of them are working hard every single day?!

・

Murong Jihua’s lips perk up slightly, though his eyes are cold, when he says,

“We look forward to working with you.”

§348

“Mr Ni is certainly active for your age. It seems time has been quite kind on you. Can I ask your age?”

“I’m twenty-five.”

“…”

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