CM: C11
Chapter Eleven
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T/n: words written in bold during conversations are to show the use of the same character in the original.
"Tap, tap…" Slender fingers drummed against the desktop twice, interrupting the younger man's contemplation.
The arm around his waist still held him tightly, the impression it gave was quite powerful. Han Yang, although not accustomed to the sensation, also could not say he disliked it, as instead it gave an indescribably warm feeling.
"You don't need to be, I'll leave first then." Xiao Chen left right after he finished speaking.
With such a posture the man was so close to Han Yang, it made the boy feel as if the man was stuck to his back. The leaning man's body still carried the warm vapours from his shower, which made Han Yang's back stiffen, as he stood there motionless.
Chapter Eleven
At noon, Han Yang was roused from sleep by an incoming call. The one contacting him was Helian Qing, who then informed him that his lunch had already arrived at the entrance, and for him to open the door to accept it.
"I mailed it." Before Helian Qing left on his business trip he had told him to do so, and although the lad did not wish for it at that time, he did not disobey.
"…order yourself something to eat earlier too and um... goodbye. “Han Yang uttered before rushing to hang up the phone.
"I am." Han Yang took the small box of food, "I'm sorry for troubling you."
No longer wishing to think of such things, Han Yang bowed his head and are his meal.
"Can you excuse me." Han Yang requested.
The recent programming project he was working on was recommended by his teacher, so it was necessary for him to maintain daily contact with his supervisor.
"Hold on!" Han Yang quickly called out to stop him.
Han Yang hung up the phone, immediately heading to the entryway. There, just as expected, he saw someone waiting with a small box of food in their hand. However, the clothes that person wore did not appear to be the ones worn by a delivery worker but rather those of an office worker.
"…order yourself something to eat earlier too and um... goodbye. “Han Yang uttered before rushing to hang up the phone.
"I mailed it." Before Helian Qing left on his business trip he had told him to do so, and although the lad did not wish for it at that time, he did not disobey.
It was true he and the man were not that familiar with one another. As well as their interactions, from their first meeting till now, being ones that were far from harmonious. But other than the disagreement they had on the day he met the man's parents; they have not gotten into any other spats. Even though, following that first argument, they did spend the upcoming week getting along as if they were only strangers who lived together.
Helian Qing wore an earnest expression as he took a good look for half a minute, just to then say slowly, "That's okay, I finally understand a bit about what it means."
"Hello, are you Mr. Han Yang? I'm Xiao Chen. The BossT/n: Boss was originally in English. told me to deliver this meal to you. "The other guy informed Han Yang courteously.
"Hello, are you Mr. Han Yang? I'm Xiao Chen. The BossT/n: Boss was originally in English. told me to deliver this meal to you. "The other guy informed Han Yang courteously.
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渣攻: Zhā gōng: (lit. Slag attack) Slag is scum, gong is Top/Seme. Scum Seme are grumpy/rude/foul-mouthed/(other not so nice traits) in the dominant partner. (Lan Lin's works has a good number of them 😅) [] 过河拆桥: guò hé chāi qiáo: [idiom](lit. to destroy the bridge after crossing the river (idiom); meaning. tossing someone who helped you aside after getting what you want. [] 天之骄子: tiānzhē jiāo zǐ: God's favoured one. An extremely lucky/blessed person. []^4. 我乐意: wǒ lèyì: I'd be happy/glad/willing/pleased/want/like to. To be content/okay with doing something. (Our Princess used, and will probably keep using, this three worded phrase.) []^5. 赫连大爷: Helian Da-ye: I'm interpreting the use of Da-ye here as Master/Lord. So, basically, Han Yang seemed to be calling him a dick. Note the other instance of the term where it’s translated as "Boss". It also means grandfather, uncle, an arrogant fellow, etc. etc. etc. []^6. 幺蛾子: yao-e-zi: (lit. moth) means: - to make trouble out of nothing; pull ideas out of thin air; play tricks; bad/shіtty ideas/suggestions. []^7. 为人妻: wèirèn qī: (wife, or characteristics of a wife) it's used to refer to a caring person. I don't think the gender of the person being described matters in its usage.[]iana: Aw... Princess Qing, it looks like your special blend of sweet and salty is becoming someone's taste~~~(╯▽╰ ) []On the topic of salt, Han Yang was given a nickname by the author too, 小咸鱼 - Xiao XianYu, it lit. means: little saltfish.[]From what I could find, it might have something to do with the idiom: 鹹魚翻身: salted fish turns over: 1. Going from hard times to good; 2. A revival (like a career, etc.); 3. A dead body[]present reposting iana update: the term refers to a lazy person, one too lazy to even hold things against others. A person who goes with the flow to the extreme.[]current iana: I went a teensy bit obsessive with my salted fish quest. Not to mention the notes... (ˉ▽ˉ；)...
After he descended from the apartment building, Xiao Chen called Helian Qing to report the completion of his mission. When the call ended, he looked back to gaze at the towering building behind him and thought: It turns out there's already a Mrs. Boss!
"I am." Han Yang took the small box of food, "I'm sorry for troubling you."
Realizing he behaved, Helian Qing, now satisfied, closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was indeed quite spent.
Finished dressing into his pyjamas, with the upper part of his body left bare, Helian Qing looked towards at Han Yang, "Then just go to bed."
"If I don't work, how am I going to support you?" Helian Qing said, responding to the boy's question with his own.
"You don't need to be, I'll leave first then." Xiao Chen left right after he finished speaking.
"I'm just not used to it." Han Yang explained.
From the instant he asked the question, Han Yang had already began preparing himself to be ridiculed yet again, but what he did not expect was for the man to nonchalantly continue eating his meal, simply saying three little words, "I'd like to.[4]"
Helian Qing in response softly replied, "The care of a wife.[7]"
Mrs. Boss is a man! He looks so tiny!!!
"Still quite obedient, huh?" Helian Qing gave him a glance.
After he descended from the apartment building, Xiao Chen called Helian Qing to report the completion of his mission. When the call ended, he looked back to gaze at the towering building behind him and thought: It turns out there's already a Mrs. Boss!
The recent programming project he was working on was recommended by his teacher, so it was necessary for him to maintain daily contact with his supervisor.
"Hello, are you Mr. Han Yang? I'm Xiao Chen. The BossT/n: Boss was originally in English. told me to deliver this meal to you. "The other guy informed Han Yang courteously.
Han Yang wanted to say something, but right before he could, Helian Qing added, "I'm really sleepy now, so just behave yourself and don't bother me."
I'm the Da-ye [Boss], and I have the final say.
"What're you staring at?" Helian Qing asked as he picked up both of their used bowls, cups, and chopsticks to carry into the kitchen.
Han Yang was yet again in a daze, "Huh?"
It wasn't long before, Han Yang heard steady breaths beside his ears, he guessed Helian Qing had fallen asleep. Very gently he turned his head, to see that the man's eyes were truly closed, and his ordinarily cold, rigid expression had softened.
Mrs. Boss is a man! He looks so tiny!!!
Han Yang, unable to fathom what was going on, followed the man from behind.
Han Yang was unaware of Xiao Chen's thoughts, so he had simply taken the food back into the house. Having opened the box, he discovered there were quite a few side dishes inside besides the congee. Each of those sides were kept in separate thermal containers to keep them warm, so upon him opening them, they would still be steaming hot.
"How could that be possible?" Han Yang was now convinced of that man's ability to distort his meanings.
Later that evening Helian Qing returned home, bringing with him two sets of dinner to in hand. Just as it was at lunch, he had again gotten Han Yang the same order from the restaurant, located somewhere nearby. Han Yang knew of the establishment and remembered how popular it was since on the night he had once gone there; he was unable to find a seat. Therefore, Helian Qing must have reserved their order beforehand then just picked it up on his way home.
At the sight of his lunch spread out atop the dining room table, Han Yang, for the very first time, was overtaken by an urge to call Helian Qing. He suddenly really wanted to hear that man's voice. Just as a bit of hesitation held him, a phone rang beside him, on its screen was the display of just three little characters—He Lian Qing.
The arm around his waist still held him tightly, the impression it gave was quite powerful. Han Yang, although not accustomed to the sensation, also could not say he disliked it, as instead it gave an indescribably warm feeling.
"How could that be possible?" Han Yang was now convinced of that man's ability to distort his meanings.
At the sight of his lunch spread out atop the dining room table, Han Yang, for the very first time, was overtaken by an urge to call Helian Qing. He suddenly really wanted to hear that man's voice. Just as a bit of hesitation held him, a phone rang beside him, on its screen was the display of just three little characters—He Lian Qing.
As the boy thought it over carefully, he noticed despite the reality of the two having a contractual relationship from the very start, the man had never prevented him from doing anything. As well as the fact that since he began living in the apartment to this present moment, the man had not forced anything in him. He had still retained most of his freedom.
Han Yang softly whispered that name, before he answered the call, saying, "Hello."
This feeling is extremely satisfying. Helian Qing thought to himself.
Helian Qing stopped scrubbing the dish, turning his head to look at the younger man.
"Really?" Helian Qing paused momentarily, "So are you blaming me for not coming to fetch you earlier and bring you back with me as a child-bride?"
"Did you mail the Certificate of Residence?" Helian Qing asked him.
"What is it?" Helian Qing asked.
"Have you eaten?" The man's voice flowed from the other end of the line, accompanied by the sound of rustling papers."
"You don't need to be, I'll leave first then." Xiao Chen left right after he finished speaking.
No longer wishing to think of such things, Han Yang bowed his head and are his meal.
The arm around his waist still held him tightly, the impression it gave was quite powerful. Han Yang, although not accustomed to the sensation, also could not say he disliked it, as instead it gave an indescribably warm feeling.
This feeling is extremely satisfying. Helian Qing thought to himself.
Last night was a reference to when Helian Qing embraced him. Han Yang unable to respond, chose to act as an ostrich. Turning, heading to the other side of the bed, and sat down.
After he left, Han Yang breathed out a sigh of relief, then pulled the door of the wardrobe close and turned around just to be left awestruck once more. This time it was all because Helian Qing had only worn a pair of briefs thus leaving his sturdy chest bare—naked, and completely lacking any cover to appear before his eyes.
"What are you thinking about now?" Heliang Qing enquired.
"I'm about to." Han Yang replied, "What about you, are you still working?"
"Hello, are you Mr. Han Yang? I'm Xiao Chen. The BossT/n: Boss was originally in English. told me to deliver this meal to you. "The other guy informed Han Yang courteously.
"If I don't work, how am I going to support you?" Helian Qing said, responding to the boy's question with his own.
The sound of falling water could be heard trickling out from within the master bath as Helian Qing was obviously still in the middle of his shower. Confused about whether he should laugh or cry, Han Yang opened the door of the armoire to see, just as he had expected, all his clothes stacked on the shelves. He did not even have to wonder, knowing full well it was that man doings from just a moment ago.
With such a posture the man was so close to Han Yang, it made the boy feel as if the man was stuck to his back. The leaning man's body still carried the warm vapours from his shower, which made Han Yang's back stiffen, as he stood there motionless.
"…"
"…You don't need to raise me, I'm a grown up too." Han Yang explained.
No longer wishing to think of such things, Han Yang bowed his head and are his meal.
"I'm just not used to it." Han Yang explained.
"…"
This feeling is extremely satisfying. Helian Qing thought to himself.
Han Yang, "…"
"Really?" Helian Qing paused momentarily, "So are you blaming me for not coming to fetch you earlier and bring you back with me as a child-bride?"
"I only wanted to ask what day you're going so I can ask my teacher for a leave of absence." Han Yang elaborated.
"How could that be possible?" Han Yang was now convinced of that man's ability to distort his meanings.
Helian Qing wore an earnest expression as he took a good look for half a minute, just to then say slowly, "That's okay, I finally understand a bit about what it means."
"…You don't need to raise me, I'm a grown up too." Han Yang explained.
Mrs. Boss is a man! He looks so tiny!!!
As the boy thought it over carefully, he noticed despite the reality of the two having a contractual relationship from the very start, the man had never prevented him from doing anything. As well as the fact that since he began living in the apartment to this present moment, the man had not forced anything in him. He had still retained most of his freedom.
No longer wishing to think of such things, Han Yang bowed his head and are his meal.
"What are you pointlessly fretting over? Even though I didn't get to look after you as you grew up, I promise I'll take care of you, always." Helian Qing said in reply.
All of it made him curious as to why this man favoured by the gods, would want to marry him of all people. Even to go as far as to using a contract to bind them into their current relationship despite his own desires.
He was truly worthy of the title Master Helian[5], or to put it quite bluntly, worthy of having no friends.
"I mailed it." Before Helian Qing left on his business trip he had told him to do so, and although the lad did not wish for it at that time, he did not disobey.
Since they were plastic, the take-out containers could not be placed in the dishwasher. Helian Qing simply tossed them into the garbage bin, only placing the cups and chopsticks used by him and Han Yang into the sink and began washing them himself.
T/n: words written in bold during conversations are to show the use of the same character in the original.
"…You really are too much." Though Han Yang responded that way, the corners of his lips did lift themselves ever so slightly.
When he finished eating, out of habit, he collected the dishes but was soon stopped by Helian Qing, "Allow me."
"Alright, dinner will be delivered too, okay. I still have some business to take care of so I'm hanging up." Helian Qing explained just as he was about to end the call.
In reply to the man just tightened his hold, "You have quite a lot of suggestions, don't you?"
Han Yang wanted to say something, but right before he could, Helian Qing added, "I'm really sleepy now, so just behave yourself and don't bother me."
When he slept, Helian Qing one-handedly drew Han Yang by the waist, half embracing him as he laid down and it caused Han Yang movements to become awkward, so suggested, "Is it possible for you to not hold me all the time?"
When he finished eating, out of habit, he collected the dishes but was soon stopped by Helian Qing, "Allow me."
This man lived alone. Normally at the company his lunch was reserved by his secretary, while dinner was taken care of at random. On the weekends, if he did not return to his family's home, he would just order take out. His laundry was sent off to the dry-cleaners, and after they were returned, he would simply stuff them into the cupboard right away, not in the mood to organise them. After all, he did have many suits, enough to manage a suit a day and any changes in between, it was all just utter chaos.
"Oh." Helian Qing walked over, standing at the shorter man's back, his hand then stretched to open the cupboard's door. Slowly, he leaned his body forward to survey inside the armoire, the entire action all seeming as if it were an inspection.
Calmly peering at Helian Qing for a few seconds, Han Yang silently mouthed the words, Goodnight.
"Hold on!" Han Yang quickly called out to stop him.
"If I don't work, how am I going to support you?" Helian Qing said, responding to the boy's question with his own.
Han Yang, "…"
Han Yang, "I took it."
This man lived alone. Normally at the company his lunch was reserved by his secretary, while dinner was taken care of at random. On the weekends, if he did not return to his family's home, he would just order take out. His laundry was sent off to the dry-cleaners, and after they were returned, he would simply stuff them into the cupboard right away, not in the mood to organise them. After all, he did have many suits, enough to manage a suit a day and any changes in between, it was all just utter chaos.
When he slept, Helian Qing one-handedly drew Han Yang by the waist, half embracing him as he laid down and it caused Han Yang movements to become awkward, so suggested, "Is it possible for you to not hold me all the time?"
"Oh." Helian Qing walked over, standing at the shorter man's back, his hand then stretched to open the cupboard's door. Slowly, he leaned his body forward to survey inside the armoire, the entire action all seeming as if it were an inspection.
"I mailed it." Before Helian Qing left on his business trip he had told him to do so, and although the lad did not wish for it at that time, he did not disobey.
"What is it?" Helian Qing asked.
"Oh." Helian Qing looked as if he just remembered where he was, withdrew his hand and retreated by a couple steps before straightening his form.
Han Yang softly whispered that name, before he answered the call, saying, "Hello."
"I only wanted to ask what day you're going so I can ask my teacher for a leave of absence." Han Yang elaborated.
"…order yourself something to eat earlier too and um... goodbye. “Han Yang uttered before rushing to hang up the phone.
At the end of the line, Helian Qing released a gentle hum. His eyes had within them an almost imperceptible smile, not minding at all that Han Yang had cut off the call before him.
Han Yang had left for the guest washroom. Helian Qing expressionlessly stared at the smaller man until he shut the bathroom door, then afterwards entered the guest bedroom himself.
"What are you thinking about now?" Heliang Qing enquired.
Han Yang, "I took it."
Han Yang was unaware of Xiao Chen's thoughts, so he had simply taken the food back into the house. Having opened the box, he discovered there were quite a few side dishes inside besides the congee. Each of those sides were kept in separate thermal containers to keep them warm, so upon him opening them, they would still be steaming hot.
At the end of the line, Helian Qing released a gentle hum. His eyes had within them an almost imperceptible smile, not minding at all that Han Yang had cut off the call before him.
"What lousy suggestion do you want trouble me with now?[6]" Helian Qing interrupted him, wearing a facial expression with the words "YOU CAN SAY WHATEVER YOU LIKE BUT I'M NOT GOING TO ACCEPT" capitalised.
"I mailed it." Before Helian Qing left on his business trip he had told him to do so, and although the lad did not wish for it at that time, he did not disobey.
Han Yang was yet again in a daze, "Huh?"
Xu Luozhao, who had accompanied him to the meeting with their client and was currently right beside him, grabbed his own arms then looked at the man and said, "Your entire body reeks of lovesickness and it's giving me the willies."
Han Yang, "…"
渣攻: Zhā gōng: (lit. Slag attack) Slag is scum, gong is Top/Seme. Scum Seme are grumpy/rude/foul-mouthed/(other not so nice traits) in the dominant partner. (Lan Lin's works has a good number of them 😅) [] 过河拆桥: guò hé chāi qiáo: [idiom](lit. to destroy the bridge after crossing the river (idiom); meaning. tossing someone who helped you aside after getting what you want. [] 天之骄子: tiānzhē jiāo zǐ: God's favoured one. An extremely lucky/blessed person. []^4. 我乐意: wǒ lèyì: I'd be happy/glad/willing/pleased/want/like to. To be content/okay with doing something. (Our Princess used, and will probably keep using, this three worded phrase.) []^5. 赫连大爷: Helian Da-ye: I'm interpreting the use of Da-ye here as Master/Lord. So, basically, Han Yang seemed to be calling him a dick. Note the other instance of the term where it’s translated as "Boss". It also means grandfather, uncle, an arrogant fellow, etc. etc. etc. []^6. 幺蛾子: yao-e-zi: (lit. moth) means: - to make trouble out of nothing; pull ideas out of thin air; play tricks; bad/shіtty ideas/suggestions. []^7. 为人妻: wèirèn qī: (wife, or characteristics of a wife) it's used to refer to a caring person. I don't think the gender of the person being described matters in its usage.[]iana: Aw... Princess Qing, it looks like your special blend of sweet and salty is becoming someone's taste~~~(╯▽╰ ) []On the topic of salt, Han Yang was given a nickname by the author too, 小咸鱼 - Xiao XianYu, it lit. means: little saltfish.[]From what I could find, it might have something to do with the idiom: 鹹魚翻身: salted fish turns over: 1. Going from hard times to good; 2. A revival (like a career, etc.); 3. A dead body[]present reposting iana update: the term refers to a lazy person, one too lazy to even hold things against others. A person who goes with the flow to the extreme.[]current iana: I went a teensy bit obsessive with my salted fish quest. Not to mention the notes... (ˉ▽ˉ；)...
"How could that be possible?" Han Yang was now convinced of that man's ability to distort his meanings.
In response, Helian Qing's eyes swept over to the other man, his orbs having in them just four words written in bold "NOT YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS".
"Seriously…" Han Yang did not know what to say, so he simply picked up a hanger and began organising the clothes that needed to be hung up.
Han Yang softly whispered that name, before he answered the call, saying, "Hello."
Helian Qing wore an earnest expression as he took a good look for half a minute, just to then say slowly, "That's okay, I finally understand a bit about what it means."
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"What are you thinking about now?" Heliang Qing enquired.
Standing in the doorway, Han Yang gaze focused on the man cleaning the wares. His motions revealed their lack of practice, and his use of the dish soap even led to the cup within his hand slipping and falling into the water from his grasp. With a darkened face, he did again take hold of the dish, then once more continued on with his scrubbing.
It was true he and the man were not that familiar with one another. As well as their interactions, from their first meeting till now, being ones that were far from harmonious. But other than the disagreement they had on the day he met the man's parents; they have not gotten into any other spats. Even though, following that first argument, they did spend the upcoming week getting along as if they were only strangers who lived together.
At that, Xu Luozhao simply shrugged his shoulders. If this Princess Qing were to ever lose his love I'd bet you'd find him knocking back a few rounds of drinks, and until that "Scummy Seme[1]" reconciles with his love, he'd just burn all bridges behind him[2] to show his disdain.
Following his exit from the bath Han Yang, out of habit, went into the guest bedroom. Once inside, he soon discovered his suitcase was gone. Puzzled for a short while, he then promptly made an about turn, heading straight to the master bedroom. There, he saw his suitcase resting beside the wardrobe.
Later that evening Helian Qing returned home, bringing with him two sets of dinner to in hand. Just as it was at lunch, he had again gotten Han Yang the same order from the restaurant, located somewhere nearby. Han Yang knew of the establishment and remembered how popular it was since on the night he had once gone there; he was unable to find a seat. Therefore, Helian Qing must have reserved their order beforehand then just picked it up on his way home.
Listening to what he said, Han Yang recalled the other night where the man had spent its entirety taking care of him, and today he had also gone to receive a corporate partner, given all these, he surely must have been very tired. So, with that being the case the lad obediently shut up, laid still and allowed the man to embrace him.
Helian Qing wore an earnest expression as he took a good look for half a minute, just to then say slowly, "That's okay, I finally understand a bit about what it means."
"I am." Han Yang took the small box of food, "I'm sorry for troubling you."
When they ate dinner, the two sat face-to-face, so Han Yang was unable to stop his thoughts from drifting to the events of the previous night.
"I'm about to." Han Yang replied, "What about you, are you still working?"
It was true he and the man were not that familiar with one another. As well as their interactions, from their first meeting till now, being ones that were far from harmonious. But other than the disagreement they had on the day he met the man's parents; they have not gotten into any other spats. Even though, following that first argument, they did spend the upcoming week getting along as if they were only strangers who lived together.
"What're you staring at?" Helian Qing asked as he picked up both of their used bowls, cups, and chopsticks to carry into the kitchen.
Han Yang remained stunned for three whole seconds before he turned around to avert his gaze, at the completion of his action he heard Helian Qing say, "You sure you don't want to have another look, you touched it quite a few times last night."
"What're you staring at?" Helian Qing asked as he picked up both of their used bowls, cups, and chopsticks to carry into the kitchen.
No longer wishing to think of such things, Han Yang bowed his head and are his meal.
"I'm just not used to it." Han Yang explained.
Helian Qing had always given him the impression of being someone hard to get close to, along with being a person whose manner of speaking was extremely harsh. Yet, that person who ordinarily said unpleasant sounding words and whose temper made getting along with him quite difficult, had spent the entirety of the preceding night watching over him in that hospital room. That same man had considerately given him water, went out in the middle of the night to buy him porridge, and—solely for his sake—even prepared shoes and towels.
Han Yang wanted to say something, but right before he could, Helian Qing added, "I'm really sleepy now, so just behave yourself and don't bother me."
Later that evening Helian Qing returned home, bringing with him two sets of dinner to in hand. Just as it was at lunch, he had again gotten Han Yang the same order from the restaurant, located somewhere nearby. Han Yang knew of the establishment and remembered how popular it was since on the night he had once gone there; he was unable to find a seat. Therefore, Helian Qing must have reserved their order beforehand then just picked it up on his way home.
"You don't need to be, I'll leave first then." Xiao Chen left right after he finished speaking.
When he slept, Helian Qing one-handedly drew Han Yang by the waist, half embracing him as he laid down and it caused Han Yang movements to become awkward, so suggested, "Is it possible for you to not hold me all the time?"
"I'm just not used to it." Han Yang explained.
Later that evening Helian Qing returned home, bringing with him two sets of dinner to in hand. Just as it was at lunch, he had again gotten Han Yang the same order from the restaurant, located somewhere nearby. Han Yang knew of the establishment and remembered how popular it was since on the night he had once gone there; he was unable to find a seat. Therefore, Helian Qing must have reserved their order beforehand then just picked it up on his way home.
All of it made him curious as to why this man favoured by the gods, would want to marry him of all people. Even to go as far as to using a contract to bind them into their current relationship despite his own desires.
All of those acts had now overthrown everything he had come to know of Helian Qing.
After he left, Han Yang breathed out a sigh of relief, then pulled the door of the wardrobe close and turned around just to be left awestruck once more. This time it was all because Helian Qing had only worn a pair of briefs thus leaving his sturdy chest bare—naked, and completely lacking any cover to appear before his eyes.
This man lived alone. Normally at the company his lunch was reserved by his secretary, while dinner was taken care of at random. On the weekends, if he did not return to his family's home, he would just order take out. His laundry was sent off to the dry-cleaners, and after they were returned, he would simply stuff them into the cupboard right away, not in the mood to organise them. After all, he did have many suits, enough to manage a suit a day and any changes in between, it was all just utter chaos.
The recent programming project he was working on was recommended by his teacher, so it was necessary for him to maintain daily contact with his supervisor.
"Alright, dinner will be delivered too, okay. I still have some business to take care of so I'm hanging up." Helian Qing explained just as he was about to end the call.
T/n: words written in bold during conversations are to show the use of the same character in the original.
All of it made him curious as to why this man favoured by the gods[3], would want to marry him of all people. Even to go as far as to using a contract to bind them into their current relationship despite his own desires.
After he descended from the apartment building, Xiao Chen called Helian Qing to report the completion of his mission. When the call ended, he looked back to gaze at the towering building behind him and thought: It turns out there's already a Mrs. Boss!
For some time, his gaze was fixed on the lad while he stood facing the cupboard helping him tidy up his clothes. How was he to describe the feeling within him? It just finally seemed like they were people who were living together.
Han Yang, "…"
He really could not see through that man's reasoning.
"…"
The recent programming project he was working on was recommended by his teacher, so it was necessary for him to maintain daily contact with his supervisor.
"Really?" Helian Qing paused momentarily, "So are you blaming me for not coming to fetch you earlier and bring you back with me as a child-bride?"
"What are you pointlessly fretting over? Even though I didn't get to look after you as you grew up, I promise I'll take care of you, always." Helian Qing said in reply.
That undeniably ill-tempered man, who can easily be regarded as the worst kind of men, was now standing in the kitchen; his white sleeves rolled up till his elbows; his slender fingers originally bound to the tasks of printing his signature and thumbing through documents, at present were instead clasping a dishcloth and rubbing against a dish.
"Tap, tap…" Slender fingers drummed against the desktop twice, interrupting the younger man's contemplation.
Helian Qing in response softly replied, "The care of a wife.[7]"
"What are you thinking about now?" Heliang Qing enquired.
From the instant he asked the question, Han Yang had already began preparing himself to be ridiculed yet again, but what he did not expect was for the man to nonchalantly continue eating his meal, simply saying three little words, "I'd like to.[4]"
From the previous night till now, only one day had passed, so it left Han Yang feeling such a transformation was simply too much. The lad had never expected that formerly unyielding man to possess such a gentle side, and despite his manner of speaking being as vicious as it was, the concern shown within his eyes were beyond his ability to conceal.
Helian Qing in response softly replied, "The care of a wife.[7]"
"How could that be possible?" Han Yang was now convinced of that man's ability to distort his meanings.
"I'm about to." Han Yang replied, "What about you, are you still working?"
It wasn't long before, Han Yang heard steady breaths beside his ears, he guessed Helian Qing had fallen asleep. Very gently he turned his head, to see that the man's eyes were truly closed, and his ordinarily cold, rigid expression had softened.
The sound of falling water could be heard trickling out from within the master bath as Helian Qing was obviously still in the middle of his shower. Confused about whether he should laugh or cry, Han Yang opened the door of the armoire to see, just as he had expected, all his clothes stacked on the shelves. He did not even have to wonder, knowing full well it was that man doings from just a moment ago.
"Why do you want to marry me?" Han Yang blurted out.
"Still quite obedient, huh?" Helian Qing gave him a glance.
From the instant he asked the question, Han Yang had already began preparing himself to be ridiculed yet again, but what he did not expect was for the man to nonchalantly continue eating his meal, simply saying three little words, "I'd like to.[4]"
"Have you eaten?" The man's voice flowed from the other end of the line, accompanied by the sound of rustling papers."
From the instant he asked the question, Han Yang had already began preparing himself to be ridiculed yet again, but what he did not expect was for the man to nonchalantly continue eating his meal, simply saying three little words, "I'd like to.[4]"
"Oh." Helian Qing looked as if he just remembered where he was, withdrew his hand and retreated by a couple steps before straightening his form.
"…"
"Still quite obedient, huh?" Helian Qing gave him a glance.
He was truly worthy of the title Master Helian[5], or to put it quite bluntly, worthy of having no friends.
The arm around his waist still held him tightly, the impression it gave was quite powerful. Han Yang, although not accustomed to the sensation, also could not say he disliked it, as instead it gave an indescribably warm feeling.
No longer wishing to think of such things, Han Yang bowed his head and are his meal.
Han Yang: "…" Who's anxious! This guy's mouth is really too much!
Last night was a reference to when Helian Qing embraced him. Han Yang unable to respond, chose to act as an ostrich. Turning, heading to the other side of the bed, and sat down.
He really could not see through that man's reasoning.
Mrs. Boss is a man! He looks so tiny!!!
"What are you thinking about now?" Heliang Qing enquired.
"…"
"Have you eaten?" The man's voice flowed from the other end of the line, accompanied by the sound of rustling papers."
When he finished eating, out of habit, he collected the dishes but was soon stopped by Helian Qing, "Allow me."
Han Yang was unaware of Xiao Chen's thoughts, so he had simply taken the food back into the house. Having opened the box, he discovered there were quite a few side dishes inside besides the congee. Each of those sides were kept in separate thermal containers to keep them warm, so upon him opening them, they would still be steaming hot.
From the previous night till now, only one day had passed, so it left Han Yang feeling such a transformation was simply too much. The lad had never expected that formerly unyielding man to possess such a gentle side, and despite his manner of speaking being as vicious as it was, the concern shown within his eyes were beyond his ability to conceal.
Picking up another shirt by its collar, Han Yang again straightened the item out and hung it back in the cupboard. Turning around, he saw Helian Qing looking towards him, seeing the man sights locked on him so intently, he subconsciously began to explain, "I saw your clothes were a little disorganised, so I tidied them up a bit."
"If I don't work, how am I going to support you?" Helian Qing said, responding to the boy's question with his own.
"If I don't work, how am I going to support you?" Helian Qing said, responding to the boy's question with his own.
"?" Han Yang stared at him in amazement.
"Oh." Helian Qing countered, "I'm very used to it." The implication here being:
Helian Qing had always given him the impression of being someone hard to get close to, along with being a person whose manner of speaking was extremely harsh. Yet, that person who ordinarily said unpleasant sounding words and whose temper made getting along with him quite difficult, had spent the entirety of the preceding night watching over him in that hospital room. That same man had considerately given him water, went out in the middle of the night to buy him porridge, and—solely for his sake—even prepared shoes and towels.
"Oh." Helian Qing looked as if he just remembered where he was, withdrew his hand and retreated by a couple steps before straightening his form.
I'm the Da-ye [Boss], and I have the final say.
"Oh." Helian Qing walked over, standing at the shorter man's back, his hand then stretched to open the cupboard's door. Slowly, he leaned his body forward to survey inside the armoire, the entire action all seeming as if it were an inspection.
"What're you staring at?" Helian Qing asked as he picked up both of their used bowls, cups, and chopsticks to carry into the kitchen.
Since they were plastic, the take-out containers could not be placed in the dishwasher. Helian Qing simply tossed them into the garbage bin, only placing the cups and chopsticks used by him and Han Yang into the sink and began washing them himself.
Han Yang, unable to fathom what was going on, followed the man from behind.
T/n: words written in bold during conversations are to show the use of the same character in the original.
Han Yang: "…" Who's anxious! This guy's mouth is really too much!
It was true he and the man were not that familiar with one another. As well as their interactions, from their first meeting till now, being ones that were far from harmonious. But other than the disagreement they had on the day he met the man's parents; they have not gotten into any other spats. Even though, following that first argument, they did spend the upcoming week getting along as if they were only strangers who lived together.
Han Yang wanted to say something, but right before he could, Helian Qing added, "I'm really sleepy now, so just behave yourself and don't bother me."
Helian Qing grabbed a pair of pyjama bottoms and while he put them on he asked, "Did you take your medicine?"
Since they were plastic, the take-out containers could not be placed in the dishwasher. Helian Qing simply tossed them into the garbage bin, only placing the cups and chopsticks used by him and Han Yang into the sink and began washing them himself.
Han Yang, "…"
Last night was a reference to when Helian Qing embraced him. Han Yang unable to respond, chose to act as an ostrich. Turning, heading to the other side of the bed, and sat down.
When they ate dinner, the two sat face-to-face, so Han Yang was unable to stop his thoughts from drifting to the events of the previous night.
It was true he and the man were not that familiar with one another. As well as their interactions, from their first meeting till now, being ones that were far from harmonious. But other than the disagreement they had on the day he met the man's parents; they have not gotten into any other spats. Even though, following that first argument, they did spend the upcoming week getting along as if they were only strangers who lived together.
Han Yang softly whispered that name, before he answered the call, saying, "Hello."
He really could not see through that man's reasoning.
Chapter Eleven
Standing in the doorway, Han Yang gaze focused on the man cleaning the wares. His motions revealed their lack of practice, and his use of the dish soap even led to the cup within his hand slipping and falling into the water from his grasp. With a darkened face, he did again take hold of the dish, then once more continued on with his scrubbing.
"…You don't need to raise me, I'm a grown up too." Han Yang explained.
"?" Han Yang stared at him in amazement.
Picking up another shirt by its collar, Han Yang again straightened the item out and hung it back in the cupboard. Turning around, he saw Helian Qing looking towards him, seeing the man sights locked on him so intently, he subconsciously began to explain, "I saw your clothes were a little disorganised, so I tidied them up a bit."
"Tap, tap…" Slender fingers drummed against the desktop twice, interrupting the younger man's contemplation.
At noon, Han Yang was roused from sleep by an incoming call. The one contacting him was Helian Qing, who then informed him that his lunch had already arrived at the entrance, and for him to open the door to accept it.
Han Yang was yet again in a daze, "Huh?"
"If I don't work, how am I going to support you?" Helian Qing said, responding to the boy's question with his own.
That undeniably ill-tempered man, who can easily be regarded as the worst kind of men, was now standing in the kitchen; his white sleeves rolled up till his elbows; his slender fingers originally bound to the tasks of printing his signature and thumbing through documents, at present were instead clasping a dishcloth and rubbing against a dish.
Han Yang not understanding the statement, asked, "What?"
From the previous night till now, only one day had passed, so it left Han Yang feeling such a transformation was simply too much. The lad had never expected that formerly unyielding man to possess such a gentle side, and despite his manner of speaking being as vicious as it was, the concern shown within his eyes were beyond his ability to conceal.
For some time, his gaze was fixed on the lad while he stood facing the cupboard helping him tidy up his clothes. How was he to describe the feeling within him? It just finally seemed like they were people who were living together.
The sound of falling water could be heard trickling out from within the master bath as Helian Qing was obviously still in the middle of his shower. Confused about whether he should laugh or cry, Han Yang opened the door of the armoire to see, just as he had expected, all his clothes stacked on the shelves. He did not even have to wonder, knowing full well it was that man doings from just a moment ago.
Last night was a reference to when Helian Qing embraced him. Han Yang unable to respond, chose to act as an ostrich. Turning, heading to the other side of the bed, and sat down.
"Have you eaten?" The man's voice flowed from the other end of the line, accompanied by the sound of rustling papers."
"Oh." Helian Qing walked over, standing at the shorter man's back, his hand then stretched to open the cupboard's door. Slowly, he leaned his body forward to survey inside the armoire, the entire action all seeming as if it were an inspection.
Han Yang, "…"
I'm the Da-ye [Boss], and I have the final say.
As the boy thought it over carefully, he noticed despite the reality of the two having a contractual relationship from the very start, the man had never prevented him from doing anything. As well as the fact that since he began living in the apartment to this present moment, the man had not forced anything in him. He had still retained most of his freedom.
Helian Qing did not expect him to ask that, and so for a second, he was stunned before responding, "Oh… well since you're so anxious, Monday would be good."
When they ate dinner, the two sat face-to-face, so Han Yang was unable to stop his thoughts from drifting to the events of the previous night.
In reply to the man just tightened his hold, "You have quite a lot of suggestions, don't you?"
"…" Han Yang was speechless.
Helian Qing did not expect him to ask that, and so for a second, he was stunned before responding, "Oh… well since you're so anxious, Monday would be good."
Standing in the doorway, Han Yang gaze focused on the man cleaning the wares. His motions revealed their lack of practice, and his use of the dish soap even led to the cup within his hand slipping and falling into the water from his grasp. With a darkened face, he did again take hold of the dish, then once more continued on with his scrubbing.
Han Yang hung up the phone, immediately heading to the entryway. There, just as expected, he saw someone waiting with a small box of food in their hand. However, the clothes that person wore did not appear to be the ones worn by a delivery worker but rather those of an office worker.
Han Yang suddenly realised; the situation was not as bad as he had thought and being together with Helian Qing was not going be too difficult to accept after all.
Finished dressing into his pyjamas, with the upper part of his body left bare, Helian Qing looked towards at Han Yang, "Then just go to bed."
It was true he and the man were not that familiar with one another. As well as their interactions, from their first meeting till now, being ones that were far from harmonious. But other than the disagreement they had on the day he met the man's parents; they have not gotten into any other spats. Even though, following that first argument, they did spend the upcoming week getting along as if they were only strangers who lived together.
Helian Qing noticing the boy's bewilderment, arched his brow, and said, "What's ruminating in that head of yours? Don't worry, I won't make a move on you. Wait until after your body[health] gets better."
"Helian Qing." Han Yang called out to him.
Last night was a reference to when Helian Qing embraced him. Han Yang unable to respond, chose to act as an ostrich. Turning, heading to the other side of the bed, and sat down.
"…" Han Yang was speechless.
Han Yang was unaware of Xiao Chen's thoughts, so he had simply taken the food back into the house. Having opened the box, he discovered there were quite a few side dishes inside besides the congee. Each of those sides were kept in separate thermal containers to keep them warm, so upon him opening them, they would still be steaming hot.
"You don't need to be, I'll leave first then." Xiao Chen left right after he finished speaking.
That undeniably ill-tempered man, who can easily be regarded as the worst kind of men, was now standing in the kitchen; his white sleeves rolled up till his elbows; his slender fingers originally bound to the tasks of printing his signature and thumbing through documents, at present were instead clasping a dishcloth and rubbing against a dish.
Helian Qing stopped scrubbing the dish, turning his head to look at the younger man.
"Helian Qing." Han Yang called out to him.
Han Yang suddenly realised; the situation was not as bad as he had thought and being together with Helian Qing was not going be too difficult to accept after all.
Han Yang remained stunned for three whole seconds before he turned around to avert his gaze, at the completion of his action he heard Helian Qing say, "You sure you don't want to have another look, you touched it quite a few times last night."
"What are you thinking about now?" Heliang Qing enquired.
Han Yang hung up the phone, immediately heading to the entryway. There, just as expected, he saw someone waiting with a small box of food in their hand. However, the clothes that person wore did not appear to be the ones worn by a delivery worker but rather those of an office worker.
"I want to ask…" Han Yang paused, "Before, you said you wanted to go the Department of Civil Affairs so…"
Mrs. Boss is a man! He looks so tiny!!!
"What lousy suggestion do you want trouble me with now?[6]" Helian Qing interrupted him, wearing a facial expression with the words "YOU CAN SAY WHATEVER YOU LIKE BUT I'M NOT GOING TO ACCEPT" capitalised.
In response, Helian Qing's eyes swept over to the other man, his orbs having in them just four words written in bold "NOT YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS".
"Oh." Helian Qing walked over, standing at the shorter man's back, his hand then stretched to open the cupboard's door. Slowly, he leaned his body forward to survey inside the armoire, the entire action all seeming as if it were an inspection.
In reply to the man just tightened his hold, "You have quite a lot of suggestions, don't you?"
N/A
Helian Qing had always given him the impression of being someone hard to get close to, along with being a person whose manner of speaking was extremely harsh. Yet, that person who ordinarily said unpleasant sounding words and whose temper made getting along with him quite difficult, had spent the entirety of the preceding night watching over him in that hospital room. That same man had considerately given him water, went out in the middle of the night to buy him porridge, and—solely for his sake—even prepared shoes and towels.
"I only wanted to ask what day you're going so I can ask my teacher for a leave of absence." Han Yang elaborated.
"I want to ask…" Han Yang paused, "Before, you said you wanted to go the Department of Civil Affairs so…"
"…" Han Yang was speechless.
Standing in the doorway, Han Yang gaze focused on the man cleaning the wares. His motions revealed their lack of practice, and his use of the dish soap even led to the cup within his hand slipping and falling into the water from his grasp. With a darkened face, he did again take hold of the dish, then once more continued on with his scrubbing.
"I only wanted to ask what day you're going so I can ask my teacher for a leave of absence." Han Yang elaborated.
It wasn't long before, Han Yang heard steady breaths beside his ears, he guessed Helian Qing had fallen asleep. Very gently he turned his head, to see that the man's eyes were truly closed, and his ordinarily cold, rigid expression had softened.
In response, Helian Qing's eyes swept over to the other man, his orbs having in them just four words written in bold "NOT YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS".
Han Yang hung up the phone, immediately heading to the entryway. There, just as expected, he saw someone waiting with a small box of food in their hand. However, the clothes that person wore did not appear to be the ones worn by a delivery worker but rather those of an office worker.
渣攻: Zhā gōng: (lit. Slag attack) Slag is scum, gong is Top/Seme. Scum Seme are grumpy/rude/foul-mouthed/(other not so nice traits) in the dominant partner. (Lan Lin's works has a good number of them 😅) [] 过河拆桥: guò hé chāi qiáo: [idiom](lit. to destroy the bridge after crossing the river (idiom); meaning. tossing someone who helped you aside after getting what you want. [] 天之骄子: tiānzhē jiāo zǐ: God's favoured one. An extremely lucky/blessed person. []^4. 我乐意: wǒ lèyì: I'd be happy/glad/willing/pleased/want/like to. To be content/okay with doing something. (Our Princess used, and will probably keep using, this three worded phrase.) []^5. 赫连大爷: Helian Da-ye: I'm interpreting the use of Da-ye here as Master/Lord. So, basically, Han Yang seemed to be calling him a dick. Note the other instance of the term where it’s translated as "Boss". It also means grandfather, uncle, an arrogant fellow, etc. etc. etc. []^6. 幺蛾子: yao-e-zi: (lit. moth) means: - to make trouble out of nothing; pull ideas out of thin air; play tricks; bad/shіtty ideas/suggestions. []^7. 为人妻: wèirèn qī: (wife, or characteristics of a wife) it's used to refer to a caring person. I don't think the gender of the person being described matters in its usage.[]iana: Aw... Princess Qing, it looks like your special blend of sweet and salty is becoming someone's taste~~~(╯▽╰ ) []On the topic of salt, Han Yang was given a nickname by the author too, 小咸鱼 - Xiao XianYu, it lit. means: little saltfish.[]From what I could find, it might have something to do with the idiom: 鹹魚翻身: salted fish turns over: 1. Going from hard times to good; 2. A revival (like a career, etc.); 3. A dead body[]present reposting iana update: the term refers to a lazy person, one too lazy to even hold things against others. A person who goes with the flow to the extreme.[]current iana: I went a teensy bit obsessive with my salted fish quest. Not to mention the notes... (ˉ▽ˉ；)...
"Really?" Helian Qing paused momentarily, "So are you blaming me for not coming to fetch you earlier and bring you back with me as a child-bride?"
The recent programming project he was working on was recommended by his teacher, so it was necessary for him to maintain daily contact with his supervisor.
I'm the Da-ye [Boss], and I have the final say.
Han Yang remained stunned for three whole seconds before he turned around to avert his gaze, at the completion of his action he heard Helian Qing say, "You sure you don't want to have another look, you touched it quite a few times last night."
In response, Helian Qing's eyes swept over to the other man, his orbs having in them just four words written in bold "NOT YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS".
"You don't need to be, I'll leave first then." Xiao Chen left right after he finished speaking.
That undeniably ill-tempered man, who can easily be regarded as the worst kind of men, was now standing in the kitchen; his white sleeves rolled up till his elbows; his slender fingers originally bound to the tasks of printing his signature and thumbing through documents, at present were instead clasping a dishcloth and rubbing against a dish.
Helian Qing did not expect him to ask that, and so for a second, he was stunned before responding, "Oh… well since you're so anxious, Monday would be good."
Han Yang, "…"
Han Yang: "…" Who's anxious! This guy's mouth is really too much!
"Did you mail the Certificate of Residence?" Helian Qing asked him.
Han Yang, "…"
"I am." Han Yang took the small box of food, "I'm sorry for troubling you."
Helian Qing, finally finished with his bath, came out to see Han Yang standing in front the wardrobe tidying up the clothes, the shirt currently held in his hand looking quite familiar. Helian Qing's eyes widened when he realised the shirt was his own.
渣攻: Zhā gōng: (lit. Slag attack) Slag is scum, gong is Top/Seme. Scum Seme are grumpy/rude/foul-mouthed/(other not so nice traits) in the dominant partner. (Lan Lin's works has a good number of them 😅) [] 过河拆桥: guò hé chāi qiáo: [idiom](lit. to destroy the bridge after crossing the river (idiom); meaning. tossing someone who helped you aside after getting what you want. [] 天之骄子: tiānzhē jiāo zǐ: God's favoured one. An extremely lucky/blessed person. []^4. 我乐意: wǒ lèyì: I'd be happy/glad/willing/pleased/want/like to. To be content/okay with doing something. (Our Princess used, and will probably keep using, this three worded phrase.) []^5. 赫连大爷: Helian Da-ye: I'm interpreting the use of Da-ye here as Master/Lord. So, basically, Han Yang seemed to be calling him a dick. Note the other instance of the term where it’s translated as "Boss". It also means grandfather, uncle, an arrogant fellow, etc. etc. etc. []^6. 幺蛾子: yao-e-zi: (lit. moth) means: - to make trouble out of nothing; pull ideas out of thin air; play tricks; bad/shіtty ideas/suggestions. []^7. 为人妻: wèirèn qī: (wife, or characteristics of a wife) it's used to refer to a caring person. I don't think the gender of the person being described matters in its usage.[]iana: Aw... Princess Qing, it looks like your special blend of sweet and salty is becoming someone's taste~~~(╯▽╰ ) []On the topic of salt, Han Yang was given a nickname by the author too, 小咸鱼 - Xiao XianYu, it lit. means: little saltfish.[]From what I could find, it might have something to do with the idiom: 鹹魚翻身: salted fish turns over: 1. Going from hard times to good; 2. A revival (like a career, etc.); 3. A dead body[]present reposting iana update: the term refers to a lazy person, one too lazy to even hold things against others. A person who goes with the flow to the extreme.[]current iana: I went a teensy bit obsessive with my salted fish quest. Not to mention the notes... (ˉ▽ˉ；)...
Helian Qing had always given him the impression of being someone hard to get close to, along with being a person whose manner of speaking was extremely harsh. Yet, that person who ordinarily said unpleasant sounding words and whose temper made getting along with him quite difficult, had spent the entirety of the preceding night watching over him in that hospital room. That same man had considerately given him water, went out in the middle of the night to buy him porridge, and—solely for his sake—even prepared shoes and towels.
"Really?" Helian Qing paused momentarily, "So are you blaming me for not coming to fetch you earlier and bring you back with me as a child-bride?"
"Did you mail the Certificate of Residence?" Helian Qing asked him.
When they ate dinner, the two sat face-to-face, so Han Yang was unable to stop his thoughts from drifting to the events of the previous night.
It was true he and the man were not that familiar with one another. As well as their interactions, from their first meeting till now, being ones that were far from harmonious. But other than the disagreement they had on the day he met the man's parents; they have not gotten into any other spats. Even though, following that first argument, they did spend the upcoming week getting along as if they were only strangers who lived together.
The arm around his waist still held him tightly, the impression it gave was quite powerful. Han Yang, although not accustomed to the sensation, also could not say he disliked it, as instead it gave an indescribably warm feeling.
Han Yang was yet again in a daze, "Huh?"
When he slept, Helian Qing one-handedly drew Han Yang by the waist, half embracing him as he laid down and it caused Han Yang movements to become awkward, so suggested, "Is it possible for you to not hold me all the time?"
"I mailed it." Before Helian Qing left on his business trip he had told him to do so, and although the lad did not wish for it at that time, he did not disobey.
"What is it?" Helian Qing asked.
Calmly peering at Helian Qing for a few seconds, Han Yang silently mouthed the words, Goodnight.
"Alright, dinner will be delivered too, okay. I still have some business to take care of so I'm hanging up." Helian Qing explained just as he was about to end the call.
Han Yang: "…" Who's anxious! This guy's mouth is really too much!
In response, Helian Qing's eyes swept over to the other man, his orbs having in them just four words written in bold "NOT YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS".
When he slept, Helian Qing one-handedly drew Han Yang by the waist, half embracing him as he laid down and it caused Han Yang movements to become awkward, so suggested, "Is it possible for you to not hold me all the time?"
For some time, his gaze was fixed on the lad while he stood facing the cupboard helping him tidy up his clothes. How was he to describe the feeling within him? It just finally seemed like they were people who were living together.
"Still quite obedient, huh?" Helian Qing gave him a glance.
After dinner, Han Yang and Helian Qing each hurried to the bath.
Han Yang was yet again in a daze, "Huh?"
"Still quite obedient, huh?" Helian Qing gave him a glance.
"I'm just not used to it." Han Yang explained.
He really could not see through that man's reasoning.
Realizing he behaved, Helian Qing, now satisfied, closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was indeed quite spent.
"Have you eaten?" The man's voice flowed from the other end of the line, accompanied by the sound of rustling papers."
"…"
N/A
After dinner, Han Yang and Helian Qing each hurried to the bath.
"What are you pointlessly fretting over? Even though I didn't get to look after you as you grew up, I promise I'll take care of you, always." Helian Qing said in reply.
Calmly peering at Helian Qing for a few seconds, Han Yang silently mouthed the words, Goodnight.
Han Yang, "I took it."
"I am." Han Yang took the small box of food, "I'm sorry for troubling you."
"I'm just not used to it." Han Yang explained.
"I want to ask…" Han Yang paused, "Before, you said you wanted to go the Department of Civil Affairs so…"
Last night was a reference to when Helian Qing embraced him. Han Yang unable to respond, chose to act as an ostrich. Turning, heading to the other side of the bed, and sat down.
Han Yang had left for the guest washroom. Helian Qing expressionlessly stared at the smaller man until he shut the bathroom door, then afterwards entered the guest bedroom himself.
At the sight of his lunch spread out atop the dining room table, Han Yang, for the very first time, was overtaken by an urge to call Helian Qing. He suddenly really wanted to hear that man's voice. Just as a bit of hesitation held him, a phone rang beside him, on its screen was the display of just three little characters—He Lian Qing.
Listening to what he said, Han Yang recalled the other night where the man had spent its entirety taking care of him, and today he had also gone to receive a corporate partner, given all these, he surely must have been very tired. So, with that being the case the lad obediently shut up, laid still and allowed the man to embrace him.
"…" Han Yang was speechless.
Following his exit from the bath Han Yang, out of habit, went into the guest bedroom. Once inside, he soon discovered his suitcase was gone. Puzzled for a short while, he then promptly made an about turn, heading straight to the master bedroom. There, he saw his suitcase resting beside the wardrobe.
"What are you thinking about now?" Heliang Qing enquired.
In response, Helian Qing's eyes swept over to the other man, his orbs having in them just four words written in bold "NOT YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS".
From the previous night till now, only one day had passed, so it left Han Yang feeling such a transformation was simply too much. The lad had never expected that formerly unyielding man to possess such a gentle side, and despite his manner of speaking being as vicious as it was, the concern shown within his eyes were beyond his ability to conceal.
Han Yang, "…"
Chapter Eleven
From the instant he asked the question, Han Yang had already began preparing himself to be ridiculed yet again, but what he did not expect was for the man to nonchalantly continue eating his meal, simply saying three little words, "I'd like to.[4]"
"I am." Han Yang took the small box of food, "I'm sorry for troubling you."
"Helian Qing." Han Yang called out to him.
Han Yang, "…"
The sound of falling water could be heard trickling out from within the master bath as Helian Qing was obviously still in the middle of his shower. Confused about whether he should laugh or cry, Han Yang opened the door of the armoire to see, just as he had expected, all his clothes stacked on the shelves. He did not even have to wonder, knowing full well it was that man doings from just a moment ago.
Han Yang, "I took it."
"You don't need to be, I'll leave first then." Xiao Chen left right after he finished speaking.
"Alright, dinner will be delivered too, okay. I still have some business to take care of so I'm hanging up." Helian Qing explained just as he was about to end the call.
As the boy thought it over carefully, he noticed despite the reality of the two having a contractual relationship from the very start, the man had never prevented him from doing anything. As well as the fact that since he began living in the apartment to this present moment, the man had not forced anything in him. He had still retained most of his freedom.
Han Yang not understanding the statement, asked, "What?"
Last night was a reference to when Helian Qing embraced him. Han Yang unable to respond, chose to act as an ostrich. Turning, heading to the other side of the bed, and sat down.
When they ate dinner, the two sat face-to-face, so Han Yang was unable to stop his thoughts from drifting to the events of the previous night.
"Seriously…" Han Yang did not know what to say, so he simply picked up a hanger and began organising the clothes that needed to be hung up.
"Oh." Helian Qing walked over, standing at the shorter man's back, his hand then stretched to open the cupboard's door. Slowly, he leaned his body forward to survey inside the armoire, the entire action all seeming as if it were an inspection.
Helian Qing had always given him the impression of being someone hard to get close to, along with being a person whose manner of speaking was extremely harsh. Yet, that person who ordinarily said unpleasant sounding words and whose temper made getting along with him quite difficult, had spent the entirety of the preceding night watching over him in that hospital room. That same man had considerately given him water, went out in the middle of the night to buy him porridge, and—solely for his sake—even prepared shoes and towels.
Calmly peering at Helian Qing for a few seconds, Han Yang silently mouthed the words, Goodnight.
Han Yang: "…" Who's anxious! This guy's mouth is really too much!
The sound of falling water could be heard trickling out from within the master bath as Helian Qing was obviously still in the middle of his shower. Confused about whether he should laugh or cry, Han Yang opened the door of the armoire to see, just as he had expected, all his clothes stacked on the shelves. He did not even have to wonder, knowing full well it was that man doings from just a moment ago.
Helian Qing, finally finished with his bath, came out to see Han Yang standing in front the wardrobe tidying up the clothes, the shirt currently held in his hand looking quite familiar. Helian Qing's eyes widened when he realised the shirt was his own.
Xu Luozhao, who had accompanied him to the meeting with their client and was currently right beside him, grabbed his own arms then looked at the man and said, "Your entire body reeks of lovesickness and it's giving me the willies."
"I only wanted to ask what day you're going so I can ask my teacher for a leave of absence." Han Yang elaborated.
"Can you excuse me." Han Yang requested.
This man lived alone. Normally at the company his lunch was reserved by his secretary, while dinner was taken care of at random. On the weekends, if he did not return to his family's home, he would just order take out. His laundry was sent off to the dry-cleaners, and after they were returned, he would simply stuff them into the cupboard right away, not in the mood to organise them. After all, he did have many suits, enough to manage a suit a day and any changes in between, it was all just utter chaos.
Han Yang had left for the guest washroom. Helian Qing expressionlessly stared at the smaller man until he shut the bathroom door, then afterwards entered the guest bedroom himself.
For some time, his gaze was fixed on the lad while he stood facing the cupboard helping him tidy up his clothes. How was he to describe the feeling within him? It just finally seemed like they were people who were living together.
At that, Xu Luozhao simply shrugged his shoulders. If this Princess Qing were to ever lose his love I'd bet you'd find him knocking back a few rounds of drinks, and until that "Scummy Seme" reconciles with his love, he'd just burn all bridges behind him to show his disdain.
"What are you pointlessly fretting over? Even though I didn't get to look after you as you grew up, I promise I'll take care of you, always." Helian Qing said in reply.
The sound of falling water could be heard trickling out from within the master bath as Helian Qing was obviously still in the middle of his shower. Confused about whether he should laugh or cry, Han Yang opened the door of the armoire to see, just as he had expected, all his clothes stacked on the shelves. He did not even have to wonder, knowing full well it was that man doings from just a moment ago.
This feeling is extremely satisfying. Helian Qing thought to himself.
It was true he and the man were not that familiar with one another. As well as their interactions, from their first meeting till now, being ones that were far from harmonious. But other than the disagreement they had on the day he met the man's parents; they have not gotten into any other spats. Even though, following that first argument, they did spend the upcoming week getting along as if they were only strangers who lived together.
Picking up another shirt by its collar, Han Yang again straightened the item out and hung it back in the cupboard. Turning around, he saw Helian Qing looking towards him, seeing the man sights locked on him so intently, he subconsciously began to explain, "I saw your clothes were a little disorganised, so I tidied them up a bit."
Picking up another shirt by its collar, Han Yang again straightened the item out and hung it back in the cupboard. Turning around, he saw Helian Qing looking towards him, seeing the man sights locked on him so intently, he subconsciously began to explain, "I saw your clothes were a little disorganised, so I tidied them up a bit."
"What are you pointlessly fretting over? Even though I didn't get to look after you as you grew up, I promise I'll take care of you, always." Helian Qing said in reply.
Since they were plastic, the take-out containers could not be placed in the dishwasher. Helian Qing simply tossed them into the garbage bin, only placing the cups and chopsticks used by him and Han Yang into the sink and began washing them himself.
"Hello, are you Mr. Han Yang? I'm Xiao Chen. The BossT/n: Boss was originally in English. told me to deliver this meal to you. "The other guy informed Han Yang courteously.
That undeniably ill-tempered man, who can easily be regarded as the worst kind of men, was now standing in the kitchen; his white sleeves rolled up till his elbows; his slender fingers originally bound to the tasks of printing his signature and thumbing through documents, at present were instead clasping a dishcloth and rubbing against a dish.
"Oh." Helian Qing walked over, standing at the shorter man's back, his hand then stretched to open the cupboard's door. Slowly, he leaned his body forward to survey inside the armoire, the entire action all seeming as if it were an inspection.
渣攻: Zhā gōng: (lit. Slag attack) Slag is scum, gong is Top/Seme. Scum Seme are grumpy/rude/foul-mouthed/(other not so nice traits) in the dominant partner. (Lan Lin's works has a good number of them 😅) [] 过河拆桥: guò hé chāi qiáo: [idiom](lit. to destroy the bridge after crossing the river (idiom); meaning. tossing someone who helped you aside after getting what you want. [] 天之骄子: tiānzhē jiāo zǐ: God's favoured one. An extremely lucky/blessed person. []^4. 我乐意: wǒ lèyì: I'd be happy/glad/willing/pleased/want/like to. To be content/okay with doing something. (Our Princess used, and will probably keep using, this three worded phrase.) []^5. 赫连大爷: Helian Da-ye: I'm interpreting the use of Da-ye here as Master/Lord. So, basically, Han Yang seemed to be calling him a dick. Note the other instance of the term where it’s translated as "Boss". It also means grandfather, uncle, an arrogant fellow, etc. etc. etc. []^6. 幺蛾子: yao-e-zi: (lit. moth) means: - to make trouble out of nothing; pull ideas out of thin air; play tricks; bad/shіtty ideas/suggestions. []^7. 为人妻: wèirèn qī: (wife, or characteristics of a wife) it's used to refer to a caring person. I don't think the gender of the person being described matters in its usage.[]iana: Aw... Princess Qing, it looks like your special blend of sweet and salty is becoming someone's taste~~~(╯▽╰ ) []On the topic of salt, Han Yang was given a nickname by the author too, 小咸鱼 - Xiao XianYu, it lit. means: little saltfish.[]From what I could find, it might have something to do with the idiom: 鹹魚翻身: salted fish turns over: 1. Going from hard times to good; 2. A revival (like a career, etc.); 3. A dead body[]present reposting iana update: the term refers to a lazy person, one too lazy to even hold things against others. A person who goes with the flow to the extreme.[]current iana: I went a teensy bit obsessive with my salted fish quest. Not to mention the notes... (ˉ▽ˉ；)...
"…You don't need to raise me, I'm a grown up too." Han Yang explained.
Realizing he behaved, Helian Qing, now satisfied, closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was indeed quite spent.
With such a posture the man was so close to Han Yang, it made the boy feel as if the man was stuck to his back. The leaning man's body still carried the warm vapours from his shower, which made Han Yang's back stiffen, as he stood there motionless.
Han Yang was yet again in a daze, "Huh?"
Han Yang, "…"
Han Yang hung up the phone, immediately heading to the entryway. There, just as expected, he saw someone waiting with a small box of food in their hand. However, the clothes that person wore did not appear to be the ones worn by a delivery worker but rather those of an office worker.
Han Yang had left for the guest washroom. Helian Qing expressionlessly stared at the smaller man until he shut the bathroom door, then afterwards entered the guest bedroom himself.
He really could not see through that man's reasoning.
"Did you mail the Certificate of Residence?" Helian Qing asked him.
Han Yang: "…" Who's anxious! This guy's mouth is really too much!
Helian Qing wore an earnest expression as he took a good look for half a minute, just to then say slowly, "That's okay, I finally understand a bit about what it means."
At noon, Han Yang was roused from sleep by an incoming call. The one contacting him was Helian Qing, who then informed him that his lunch had already arrived at the entrance, and for him to open the door to accept it.
Han Yang not understanding the statement, asked, "What?"
"…" Han Yang was speechless.
The arm around his waist still held him tightly, the impression it gave was quite powerful. Han Yang, although not accustomed to the sensation, also could not say he disliked it, as instead it gave an indescribably warm feeling.
Last night was a reference to when Helian Qing embraced him. Han Yang unable to respond, chose to act as an ostrich. Turning, heading to the other side of the bed, and sat down.
"…" Han Yang was speechless.
Han Yang, "…"
Helian Qing in response softly replied, "The care of a wife.[7]"
Helian Qing grabbed a pair of pyjama bottoms and while he put them on he asked, "Did you take your medicine?"
Han Yang, "…"
"I want to ask…" Han Yang paused, "Before, you said you wanted to go the Department of Civil Affairs so…"
For some time, his gaze was fixed on the lad while he stood facing the cupboard helping him tidy up his clothes. How was he to describe the feeling within him? It just finally seemed like they were people who were living together.
Han Yang was yet again in a daze, "Huh?"
At that, Xu Luozhao simply shrugged his shoulders. If this Princess Qing were to ever lose his love I'd bet you'd find him knocking back a few rounds of drinks, and until that "Scummy Seme" reconciles with his love, he'd just burn all bridges behind him to show his disdain.
"Have you eaten?" The man's voice flowed from the other end of the line, accompanied by the sound of rustling papers."
"Can you excuse me." Han Yang requested.
"?" Han Yang stared at him in amazement.
Xu Luozhao, who had accompanied him to the meeting with their client and was currently right beside him, grabbed his own arms then looked at the man and said, "Your entire body reeks of lovesickness and it's giving me the willies."
All of it made him curious as to why this man favoured by the gods, would want to marry him of all people. Even to go as far as to using a contract to bind them into their current relationship despite his own desires.
Helian Qing wore an earnest expression as he took a good look for half a minute, just to then say slowly, "That's okay, I finally understand a bit about what it means."
Han Yang not understanding the statement, asked, "What?"
"Oh." Helian Qing looked as if he just remembered where he was, withdrew his hand and retreated by a couple steps before straightening his form.
Later that evening Helian Qing returned home, bringing with him two sets of dinner to in hand. Just as it was at lunch, he had again gotten Han Yang the same order from the restaurant, located somewhere nearby. Han Yang knew of the establishment and remembered how popular it was since on the night he had once gone there; he was unable to find a seat. Therefore, Helian Qing must have reserved their order beforehand then just picked it up on his way home.
All of those acts had now overthrown everything he had come to know of Helian Qing.
All of it made him curious as to why this man favoured by the gods, would want to marry him of all people. Even to go as far as to using a contract to bind them into their current relationship despite his own desires.
After he left, Han Yang breathed out a sigh of relief, then pulled the door of the wardrobe close and turned around just to be left awestruck once more. This time it was all because Helian Qing had only worn a pair of briefs thus leaving his sturdy chest bare—naked, and completely lacking any cover to appear before his eyes.
He was truly worthy of the title Master Helian[5], or to put it quite bluntly, worthy of having no friends.
The recent programming project he was working on was recommended by his teacher, so it was necessary for him to maintain daily contact with his supervisor.
Xu Luozhao, who had accompanied him to the meeting with their client and was currently right beside him, grabbed his own arms then looked at the man and said, "Your entire body reeks of lovesickness and it's giving me the willies."
Han Yang remained stunned for three whole seconds before he turned around to avert his gaze, at the completion of his action he heard Helian Qing say, "You sure you don't want to have another look, you touched it quite a few times last night."
All of those acts had now overthrown everything he had come to know of Helian Qing.
"Can you excuse me." Han Yang requested.
"Hold on!" Han Yang quickly called out to stop him.
Last night was a reference to when Helian Qing embraced him. Han Yang unable to respond, chose to act as an ostrich. Turning, heading to the other side of the bed, and sat down.
"Can you excuse me." Han Yang requested.
Helian Qing grabbed a pair of pyjama bottoms and while he put them on he asked, "Did you take your medicine?"
Helian Qing noticing the boy's bewilderment, arched his brow, and said, "What's ruminating in that head of yours? Don't worry, I won't make a move on you. Wait until after your body[health] gets better."
Han Yang, "I took it."
Helian Qing had always given him the impression of being someone hard to get close to, along with being a person whose manner of speaking was extremely harsh. Yet, that person who ordinarily said unpleasant sounding words and whose temper made getting along with him quite difficult, had spent the entirety of the preceding night watching over him in that hospital room. That same man had considerately given him water, went out in the middle of the night to buy him porridge, and—solely for his sake—even prepared shoes and towels.
Calmly peering at Helian Qing for a few seconds, Han Yang silently mouthed the words, Goodnight.
All of it made him curious as to why this man favoured by the gods, would want to marry him of all people. Even to go as far as to using a contract to bind them into their current relationship despite his own desires.
"Really?" Helian Qing paused momentarily, "So are you blaming me for not coming to fetch you earlier and bring you back with me as a child-bride?"
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Finished dressing into his pyjamas, with the upper part of his body left bare, Helian Qing looked towards at Han Yang, "Then just go to bed."
That undeniably ill-tempered man, who can easily be regarded as the worst kind of men, was now standing in the kitchen; his white sleeves rolled up till his elbows; his slender fingers originally bound to the tasks of printing his signature and thumbing through documents, at present were instead clasping a dishcloth and rubbing against a dish.
In response, Helian Qing's eyes swept over to the other man, his orbs having in them just four words written in bold "NOT YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS".
T/n: words written in bold during conversations are to show the use of the same character in the original.
The arm around his waist still held him tightly, the impression it gave was quite powerful. Han Yang, although not accustomed to the sensation, also could not say he disliked it, as instead it gave an indescribably warm feeling.
"Tap, tap…" Slender fingers drummed against the desktop twice, interrupting the younger man's contemplation.
The arm around his waist still held him tightly, the impression it gave was quite powerful. Han Yang, although not accustomed to the sensation, also could not say he disliked it, as instead it gave an indescribably warm feeling.
When they ate dinner, the two sat face-to-face, so Han Yang was unable to stop his thoughts from drifting to the events of the previous night.
Han Yang was yet again in a daze, "Huh?"
Han Yang remained stunned for three whole seconds before he turned around to avert his gaze, at the completion of his action he heard Helian Qing say, "You sure you don't want to have another look, you touched it quite a few times last night."
"Oh." Helian Qing countered, "I'm very used to it." The implication here being:
When he finished eating, out of habit, he collected the dishes but was soon stopped by Helian Qing, "Allow me."
"…" Han Yang was speechless.
I'm the Da-ye [Boss], and I have the final say.
Helian Qing noticing the boy's bewilderment, arched his brow, and said, "What's ruminating in that head of yours? Don't worry, I won't make a move on you. Wait until after your body[health] gets better."
From the previous night till now, only one day had passed, so it left Han Yang feeling such a transformation was simply too much. The lad had never expected that formerly unyielding man to possess such a gentle side, and despite his manner of speaking being as vicious as it was, the concern shown within his eyes were beyond his ability to conceal.
From the instant he asked the question, Han Yang had already began preparing himself to be ridiculed yet again, but what he did not expect was for the man to nonchalantly continue eating his meal, simply saying three little words, "I'd like to.[4]"
Han Yang remained stunned for three whole seconds before he turned around to avert his gaze, at the completion of his action he heard Helian Qing say, "You sure you don't want to have another look, you touched it quite a few times last night."
Han Yang, "…"
"I am." Han Yang took the small box of food, "I'm sorry for troubling you."
"…You don't need to raise me, I'm a grown up too." Han Yang explained.
"Really?" Helian Qing paused momentarily, "So are you blaming me for not coming to fetch you earlier and bring you back with me as a child-bride?"
Han Yang softly whispered that name, before he answered the call, saying, "Hello."
After dinner, Han Yang and Helian Qing each hurried to the bath.
"What are you pointlessly fretting over? Even though I didn't get to look after you as you grew up, I promise I'll take care of you, always." Helian Qing said in reply.
"…You really are too much." Though Han Yang responded that way, the corners of his lips did lift themselves ever so slightly.
When he slept, Helian Qing one-handedly drew Han Yang by the waist, half embracing him as he laid down and it caused Han Yang movements to become awkward, so suggested, "Is it possible for you to not hold me all the time?"
"Really?" Helian Qing paused momentarily, "So are you blaming me for not coming to fetch you earlier and bring you back with me as a child-bride?"
Han Yang wanted to say something, but right before he could, Helian Qing added, "I'm really sleepy now, so just behave yourself and don't bother me."
"I only wanted to ask what day you're going so I can ask my teacher for a leave of absence." Han Yang elaborated.
"…" Han Yang was speechless.
Helian Qing wore an earnest expression as he took a good look for half a minute, just to then say slowly, "That's okay, I finally understand a bit about what it means."
In reply to the man just tightened his hold, "You have quite a lot of suggestions, don't you?"
Han Yang suddenly realised; the situation was not as bad as he had thought and being together with Helian Qing was not going be too difficult to accept after all.
"I'm just not used to it." Han Yang explained.
He really could not see through that man's reasoning.
"Oh." Helian Qing countered, "I'm very used to it." The implication here being:
When he slept, Helian Qing one-handedly drew Han Yang by the waist, half embracing him as he laid down and it caused Han Yang movements to become awkward, so suggested, "Is it possible for you to not hold me all the time?"
I'm the Da-ye [Boss], and I have the final say.
Helian Qing, finally finished with his bath, came out to see Han Yang standing in front the wardrobe tidying up the clothes, the shirt currently held in his hand looking quite familiar. Helian Qing's eyes widened when he realised the shirt was his own.
Han Yang wanted to say something, but right before he could, Helian Qing added, "I'm really sleepy now, so just behave yourself and don't bother me."
"Alright, dinner will be delivered too, okay. I still have some business to take care of so I'm hanging up." Helian Qing explained just as he was about to end the call.
Mrs. Boss is a man! He looks so tiny!!!
"Hello, are you Mr. Han Yang? I'm Xiao Chen. The BossT/n: Boss was originally in English. told me to deliver this meal to you. "The other guy informed Han Yang courteously.
He was truly worthy of the title Master Helian[5], or to put it quite bluntly, worthy of having no friends.
"…order yourself something to eat earlier too and um... goodbye. “Han Yang uttered before rushing to hang up the phone.
"Why do you want to marry me?" Han Yang blurted out.
"What're you staring at?" Helian Qing asked as he picked up both of their used bowls, cups, and chopsticks to carry into the kitchen.
Listening to what he said, Han Yang recalled the other night where the man had spent its entirety taking care of him, and today he had also gone to receive a corporate partner, given all these, he surely must have been very tired. So, with that being the case the lad obediently shut up, laid still and allowed the man to embrace him.
With such a posture the man was so close to Han Yang, it made the boy feel as if the man was stuck to his back. The leaning man's body still carried the warm vapours from his shower, which made Han Yang's back stiffen, as he stood there motionless.
Realizing he behaved, Helian Qing, now satisfied, closed his eyes and fell asleep. He was indeed quite spent.
Han Yang hung up the phone, immediately heading to the entryway. There, just as expected, he saw someone waiting with a small box of food in their hand. However, the clothes that person wore did not appear to be the ones worn by a delivery worker but rather those of an office worker.
I'm the Da-ye [Boss], and I have the final say.
After he left, Han Yang breathed out a sigh of relief, then pulled the door of the wardrobe close and turned around just to be left awestruck once more. This time it was all because Helian Qing had only worn a pair of briefs thus leaving his sturdy chest bare—naked, and completely lacking any cover to appear before his eyes.
Finished dressing into his pyjamas, with the upper part of his body left bare, Helian Qing looked towards at Han Yang, "Then just go to bed."
"Tap, tap…" Slender fingers drummed against the desktop twice, interrupting the younger man's contemplation.
It wasn't long before, Han Yang heard steady breaths beside his ears, he guessed Helian Qing had fallen asleep. Very gently he turned his head, to see that the man's eyes were truly closed, and his ordinarily cold, rigid expression had softened.
This man lived alone. Normally at the company his lunch was reserved by his secretary, while dinner was taken care of at random. On the weekends, if he did not return to his family's home, he would just order take out. His laundry was sent off to the dry-cleaners, and after they were returned, he would simply stuff them into the cupboard right away, not in the mood to organise them. After all, he did have many suits, enough to manage a suit a day and any changes in between, it was all just utter chaos.
Calmly peering at Helian Qing for a few seconds, Han Yang silently mouthed the words, Goodnight.
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"What are you pointlessly fretting over? Even though I didn't get to look after you as you grew up, I promise I'll take care of you, always." Helian Qing said in reply.
Han Yang was unaware of Xiao Chen's thoughts, so he had simply taken the food back into the house. Having opened the box, he discovered there were quite a few side dishes inside besides the congee. Each of those sides were kept in separate thermal containers to keep them warm, so upon him opening them, they would still be steaming hot.
In response, Helian Qing's eyes swept over to the other man, his orbs having in them just four words written in bold "NOT YOUR GODDAMN BUSINESS".
"…"
The arm around his waist still held him tightly, the impression it gave was quite powerful. Han Yang, although not accustomed to the sensation, also could not say he disliked it, as instead it gave an indescribably warm feeling.
"Why do you want to marry me?" Han Yang blurted out.
Last night was a reference to when Helian Qing embraced him. Han Yang unable to respond, chose to act as an ostrich. Turning, heading to the other side of the bed, and sat down.
After he descended from the apartment building, Xiao Chen called Helian Qing to report the completion of his mission. When the call ended, he looked back to gaze at the towering building behind him and thought: It turns out there's already a Mrs. Boss!
"Seriously…" Han Yang did not know what to say, so he simply picked up a hanger and began organising the clothes that needed to be hung up.
Mrs. Boss is a man! He looks so tiny!!!
It wasn't long before, Han Yang heard steady breaths beside his ears, he guessed Helian Qing had fallen asleep. Very gently he turned his head, to see that the man's eyes were truly closed, and his ordinarily cold, rigid expression had softened.
Han Yang, "…"
Calmly peering at Helian Qing for a few seconds, Han Yang silently mouthed the words, Goodnight.
Calmly peering at Helian Qing for a few seconds, Han Yang silently mouthed the words, Goodnight.
"…order yourself something to eat earlier too and um... goodbye. “Han Yang uttered before rushing to hang up the phone.
At that, Xu Luozhao simply shrugged his shoulders. If this Princess Qing were to ever lose his love I'd bet you'd find him knocking back a few rounds of drinks, and until that "Scummy Seme" reconciles with his love, he'd just burn all bridges behind him to show his disdain.
Author's Note:
Notes:
^2. 过河拆桥: guò hé chāi qiáo: [idiom](lit. to destroy the bridge after crossing the river (idiom); meaning. tossing someone who helped you aside after getting what you want.
^3. 天之骄子: tiānzhē jiāo zǐ: God's favoured one. An extremely lucky/blessed person.
^4. 我乐意: wǒ lèyì: I'd be happy/glad/willing/pleased/want/like to. To be content/okay with doing something. (Our Princess used, and will probably keep using, this three worded phrase.)
^5. 赫连大爷: Helian Da-ye: I'm interpreting the use of Da-ye here as Master/Lord. So, basically, Han Yang seemed to be calling him a dick. Note the other instance of the term where it’s translated as "Boss". It also means grandfather, uncle, an arrogant fellow, etc. etc. etc.
^6. 幺蛾子: yao-e-zi: (lit. moth) means: - to make trouble out of nothing; pull ideas out of thin air; play tricks; bad/shіtty ideas/suggestions.
^7. 为人妻: wèirèn qī: (wife, or characteristics of a wife) it's used to refer to a caring person. I don't think the gender of the person being described matters in its usage.
iana: Aw... Princess Qing, it looks like your special blend of sweet and salty is becoming someone's taste~~~(╯▽╰ )
On the topic of salt, Han Yang was given a nickname by the author too, 小咸鱼 - Xiao XianYu, it lit. means: little saltfish.
From what I could find, it might have something to do with the idiom: 鹹魚翻身: salted fish turns over: {1. Going from hard times to good; 2. A revival (like a career, etc.); 3. A dead body}
present reposting iana update: the term refers to a lazy person, one too lazy to even hold things against others. A person who goes with the flow to the extreme.
current iana: I went a teensy bit obsessive with my salted fish quest. Not to mention the notes... (ˉ▽ˉ；)...
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