“What are you doing here?”
Gu Wei’s brows furrowed slightly, his tone carrying clear dissatisfaction.
Yue Fei caught the displeasure but didn’t quite understand it. “Ah, I came to see Secretary Tang.”
Gu Wei paused.
He had assumed Yue Fei came looking for him.
Behind him, Tang Yue stepped forward with an apologetic smile. “Mr. Gu, Mr. Yue said he wanted to discuss the contract in person.”
“Oh—so you’re Secretary Tang.” Yue Fei leaned slightly to look past Gu Wei, then straightened. “Young Master Gu, if you don’t need him right now, I’ll borrow him for a while.”
Tang Yue: “…”
Borrow?
He instinctively glanced at Gu Wei’s back, heart tightening. Who would dare speak to this man like that?
Yet unexpectedly—
Gu Wei didn’t object.
He simply turned his head slightly. “Tell Qiao Si to come to my office.”
Tang Yue blinked, then quickly nodded. “Understood.”
That meant the remaining work would be handed off. He was now fully responsible for Yue Fei’s matter.
After Gu Wei left, the tension in the air eased.
Tang Yue turned to Yue Fei with a polite smile. “Mr. Yue, nice to meet you.”
“Nice to meet you,” Yue Fei replied just as calmly.
Tang Yue’s gaze flickered briefly—this beta was far more composed than expected.
“Since you arrived early, let’s head upstairs to talk.”
Yue Fei glanced down at his slippers.
“…Should we change locations?”
Tang Yue followed his gaze, then smiled. “No need. This building belongs to the Gu family.”
So, under Tang Yue’s lead, Yue Fei walked straight in—completely unimpeded.
The same security guard who had stopped him earlier now stood stiffly at attention, staring straight ahead as if nothing had happened.
Yue Fei paused.
“…Let’s go to the coffee shop outside instead. My treat.”
Tang Yue hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Alright.”
Inside the coffee shop, the two sat across from each other.
Tang Yue placed the contract on the table. “Have you reviewed it? You can raise any questions or request changes. Mr. Gu said everything negotiable can be discussed.”
Yue Fei didn’t pick up the document immediately.
“I only have three conditions.”
Tang Yue gestured politely. “Please.”
“First, my father’s company is currently facing financial difficulties. I hope Mr. Gu can help them through this.”
“Second…” Yue Fei paused slightly. “I don’t provide physical services.”
“Third, the wedding should be held after I graduate. I’m still a student—I’d prefer to keep things low-key.”
Tang Yue maintained his professional smile. “The first condition is fine. I’ll need to confirm the second and third with Mr. Gu.”
Yue Fei nodded. “Of course.”
Tang Yue stepped outside to make the call.
When he relayed the conditions, especially the second one—
even through the phone, he could almost feel the temperature drop on the other end.
After a brief silence, Gu Wei spoke.
“…Tell him I agree to all.”
Then, after a pause—
“Give him my personal number.”
Tang Yue blinked slightly. “…Understood.”
When he returned, he relayed everything.
“Mr. Gu has agreed to all your conditions.”
Then, after a slight pause, he added carefully, “You could have mentioned these directly last night.”
Yue Fei smiled lightly. “He said you would handle the contract. I assumed this was your responsibility.”
Tang Yue was momentarily speechless.
“…That’s correct.”
After wrapping up, Tang Yue gathered the documents. “I’ll revise the contract and send you the final version.”
“Thanks for your hard work,” Yue Fei said.
“It’s my job.” Tang Yue stood. “I’ll head back first.”
“Have some coffee before you go?”
Tang Yue waved his hand. “Next time.”
After leaving the café, Yue Fei didn’t return home.
Instead, he wandered into a nearby park and sat down on a bench.
It was quiet.
A stroller rolled past occasionally. An elderly man walked slowly along the path.
Ordinary.
Peaceful.
A real, living world.
Yue Fei exhaled softly.
In his previous life, he had never had this.
No stable home. No gentle family. No quiet moments like this.
After his parents divorced, he had grown up with his father—until even that disappeared, leaving behind only debts.
Everything had fallen on him.
And now—
this life felt almost unreal.
Was this world his reality…?
Or had his previous life been nothing more than a long, exhausting dream?
“Xiao Fei?”
A familiar voice broke through his thoughts.
Yue Fei looked up—
Jian Yi.
Of all places… here?
“My house is nearby,” Jian Yi continued, stepping closer. “You know I come here often. You came here to wait for me, didn’t you—”
Before he could finish, Yue Fei cut him off.
“Shouldn’t you be in school right now?”
Jian Yi froze.
Then, something seemed to click in his mind.
“You knew I wouldn’t be at school… so you came here?” His voice grew tight. “If we still care about each other, why insist on breaking up?”
Yue Fei frowned slightly, not even following his logic.
Before he could respond—
Jian Yi stepped forward suddenly.
His hands pressed against the back of the bench, trapping Yue Fei between him and the seat.
“Are you trying to torture me,” Jian Yi asked in a low voice, “or yourself?”
“?”
Yue Fei pushed him away without hesitation.
“Use your mouth to talk. Not your hands.”
He stared at him, slightly speechless.
Did this male lead pick up the wrong script?
Why did he suddenly feel like he’d walked into some over-the-top romance scene?
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