Awkward Chapter 18

Chapter 18

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Chen Mo still had some aversion to the same sex. As soon as he walked out of the venue, he let go of Ye Mu’s hand.

Perhaps it was because of the reason of defeating Yan Chen, his mood was not bad, and his face did not show too much disdain.

Ye Mu kept his head down without speaking. It wasn’t until he got in the car that he said, “President Chen, where to next, the company or…?”

Chen Mo had his arms crossed and leaned back, “Let’s go back to the company, there’s still a lot to deal with.”

Ye Mu didn’t respond and started the car.

Chen Mo casually picked up a document and focused on reading it.

After driving for a while, Ye Mu, staring straight ahead, suddenly spoke up in a cold voice, “Thank you.”

Chen Mo didn’t look up, a hint of an unruly smile on his young and handsome face, “No big deal, I’ve long found that b*stard an eyesore.”

Ye Mu lowered his eyes, his thin back looking a bit lonely, “Anyway, I still have to thank you. This is the first time I had dignity in front of him.”

Chen Mo was indifferent, “Everyone has dignity, it just depends on whether you want to fight for it or not. I don’t know much about relationships, but I still advise you to turn back in time. Yan Chen is just a scumbag. If you don’t know how to refuse, he will drive you to death sooner or later.”

Ye Mu fell silent.

After a long time, he parted his thin lips slightly, “This is the first time I’ve heard you say so much in such a long time.”

Chen Mo looked down at the document, the sharp edges of his side profile gentler than before, his voice magnetic, “Just treating you as a friend.”

Ye Mu didn’t say anything after hearing this, but the corners of his eyes felt a little sour.

Perhaps it had been too long since anyone had said such things to him.

His world had revolved around Yan Chen since eight years ago, and all other interpersonal relationships were in ruins. Now that someone could speak to him so thoughtfully, he inexplicably felt a bit moved.

He was really grateful that Chen Mo could treat him as a friend, and also very glad that he could say these things to him.

…

Business at the company was still a bit busy. It was already close to 10 p.m. when Ye Mu got home.

As he approached the door, he saw Yan Chen.

That man was leaning against the side wall, his slender fingers holding a lit cigarette, smoke swirling around him, his handsome brows tightly furrowed, looking like he was in a very bad mood.

There were at least a dozen cigarette butts on the ground, and the ashes had also made a mess, looking like he had been there for at least an hour.

Seeing him, Ye Mu’s mood was not much better. His usually calm and desire-free face rarely showed a hint of anger. He walked straight over, “What on earth do you want?”

Yan Chen had a gloomy face, his words sharp, “What’s your relationship with that little b*stard?”

Ye Mu’s expression was very indifferent, “My relationship with him is none of your business to meddle in.”

Yan Chen narrowed his eyes at him, his coldness oppressive, “Don’t make me ask a second time.”

Ye Mu bit his lip, his eyes showing anger, “Yes, it’s just as you think, he and I are together.”

Yan Chen’s face turned ashen, his eyes full of fire, “Tell me! How far have you gone?”

Ye Mu looked at him and spoke coldly, “We’ve done everything that should be done.”

Yan Chen’s anger was instantly ignited. Just thinking about Ye Mu’s enchanting appearance being seen by others, the jealousy made him immediately want to strangle that person.

Without a second word, he directly went up and grabbed Ye Mu’s collar, slapping him twice, the sound particularly loud and echoing in the entire corridor. “Are you f*cking tired of living!”

Ye Mu glared at him with red eyes, angrily saying, “Yes! I am tired of living. What do you want to do now, kill me?”

Yan Chen was shaking all over with anger. He gritted his teeth, lowered his head, dug the key out of Ye Mu’s pocket, opened the door, and pushed him in.

Ye Mu’s head hit the wall, and he was dizzy for several seconds. By the time he came back to his senses, his clothes had been stripped off.

A siege like a raging flood and fierce beast followed.

Yan Chen seized his arms behind his back, his eyes spitting fire. He pressed him down and directly started to take off his pants, “How many times did you do it? Does it feel good? I’ll f*ck you to death today, you believe it or not!”

Ye Mu’s face didn’t look good, and he immediately shouted, “You f*cking let go of me!”

Yan Chen had a somewhat ferocious look, snapping his belt with one pull, “Let you go so you can continue being flirtatious outside?”

Ye Mu was so angry that his heart ached, “You’re already married, why can’t I go out and find someone!”

Yan Chen had a gloomy face and said viciously, “Can he compare to me?”

As he spoke, he proceeded to the final step, his actions extremely crude.

Ye Mu’s facial expression instantly stiffened. After struggling a few times and failing to break free, he simply picked up a pair of scissors beside the cabinet and stabbed behind him.

Yan Chen’s arm was stabbed and covered in blood, and his figure paused slightly.

Ye Mu took the opportunity to turn over, crawl out, and stand up.

Yan Chen glared at him angrily, “You like that little b*stard so much that you’re even keeping your body for him?”

Ye Mu’s face didn’t look good, and he shouted, “Enough, get lost. From now on, we’re done.”

Yan Chen completely lost it, “You f*cking dare say that again!”

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