Kissing in Public

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Feng Ming stood to the side and watched for a while. Suddenly, he thought that the father and son over there looked much better than the flowers, so he took out his phone and casually chose an angle to take a picture.

Both of their faces were exquisite and beautiful; any angle would work.

Feng Ming originally tucked his phone away in his pocket but suddenly thought of another person. He reflected on how lucky that person was, making him feel jealous. With a wife and child so outstanding, Feng Ming decided to post the photo on his social media.

Naturally, many people in Feng Ming’s circle knew Chi Yao. The moment they saw the photo, they immediately asked where Feng Ming was.

Occasionally, Chi Yao would take his child out, but it wasn’t for social gatherings. Usually, at those times, there were many people smoking on-site, and Chi Yao wouldn’t want his child to smell the smoke.

Looking at the surrounding environment, it seemed to be in some park. After asking for the location, some people had free time and decided to casually run into Chi Yao and his child.

The child was simply too adorable; everyone who saw him liked him and wished they could have such a cute little treasure.

Feng Ming replied with the location in the comments.

This photo didn’t get sent to Fu Rong right away. Fu Rong and Feng Ming didn’t follow each other, and he didn’t often check social media.

It was a certain executive at the company who mentioned it, without directly saying he saw it on social media, to avoid Fu Rong thinking he was actually using it. He casually brought it up, saying someone had taken a screenshot and that Chi Yao seemed to have gone to a certain park, where many people wanted to casually meet him.

Everyone in the company now knew that Fu Rong cared more about his wife and child than his work.

While others were rushing to observe his wife, Fu Rong surely wouldn’t sit still if he knew about this.

Sure enough, Fu Rong immediately asked which park it was.

The executive said he didn’t know either; the screenshot didn’t specify, but of course, he knew and just didn’t say it.

Fu Rong frowned and called Chi Yao. However, at that moment, there were too many people around, and Chi Yao’s phone ringtone was the same as others’. Chi Yao heard a faint sound and thought it wasn’t his phone, so he didn’t answer.

When Fu Rong realized that Chi Yao wasn’t picking up his call, his expression instantly changed, looking stormy.

The screenshot had an account name on it, and the executive deliberately searched for it. After finding it, he dug out the address from the comments; it was a park nearby, less than a ten-minute drive away.

Fu Rong didn’t know much about Feng Ming, considering him a friend of Chi Yao. Fu Rong wouldn’t overly interfere with whom Chi Yao hung out with outside. Although he wanted to, he knew that would be excessive interference in Chi Yao’s personal life. Chi Yao was someone who disliked being bound and controlled, while Fu Rong had a very strong possessiveness over Chi Yao that he always restrained.

Now, looking at the photo, it seemed the person taking it was probably Feng Ming. In the photo, both Chi Yao and the baby were smiling, and as Fu Rong gazed at it, he gradually felt uneasy.

It was as if someone was peeking at his most precious treasure and trying to take it away.

He knew such a thing wouldn’t happen, but he still felt uncomfortable, and gradually he couldn’t sit still. Fu Rong immediately left the company and rushed to the park.

Some people were already ahead of him, trying to casually run into Chi Yao.

When many people saw the baby, they came over to hold him and look at the flowers with him. Chi Yao didn’t really stop them; as long as they didn’t hurt the baby, it was fine.

This little guy also seemed particularly welcoming.

He was far more popular than Chi Yao was as a child. Although his temperament was similar to Chi Yao’s, Chi Yao thought it was just his imagination; he felt the little guy was exceptionally good at acting cute in front of others, and he would do the same with Chi Yao. However, Chi Yao wouldn’t spoil the baby like others did.

Everyone doted on the baby and indulged him, which might not be a good thing.

Chi Yao had arrived early; he had already strolled around and didn’t want to continue. He took the baby’s hand and walked to a bench to sit down.

Chi Yao asked the little guy if he wanted to take a nap, but the baby shook his head, seeming quite energetic.

Those who arrived later, including Feng Ming, spread out around the park. They took a walk, finding the flowers near the outskirts, which didn’t take long to finish.

A few of them returned to Chi Yao. He brought out some hot water and poured it for the baby to drink, not letting him have cold drinks from outside.

A group of people sat together, but the baby seemed to get bored after a while. He crawled down by himself. He was walking quite steadily now, occasionally wobbling a bit. When he fell to the ground, Chi Yao just let the baby get up on his own and didn’t rush to help him.

The baby went to look at the flowers. Knowing he couldn’t pick them, he opened his beautiful big eyes and looked around, wandering within Chi Yao’s line of sight without Chi Yao following him closely. Occasionally, if the baby wandered too far, Chi Yao would call out, and the baby would stop and turn back.

Another person was following closely behind the baby; he was so cute that people couldn’t help but want to hold him.

The baby noticed someone was following him and wasn’t shy at all. He bounced around and accidentally bumped into someone. When he raised his little face, the person immediately stopped being angry and asked if the baby had hurt himself.

Chi Yao didn’t take out his phone and didn’t see that Fu Rong had called him.

Seeing that it was about time, Chi Yao called the baby back.

The baby took a couple of steps but seemed unwilling to walk. With someone beside him holding his hand, he stood there, extending his little hand, clearly signaling that he wanted to be picked up.

He was completely relying on his cute and charming little face to get his way.

The person didn’t mind at all and bent down to pick up the baby.

When Fu Rong arrived at the park and took a step inside, he immediately saw this scene: a stranger was holding the baby, and the baby had his arms around the other person’s neck just like he did with Fu Rong.

On the other side, Chi Yao was sitting on a bench with someone on either side of him. The person on the left had a somewhat familiar face, but they didn’t have much interaction with Fu Rong. That person had one arm draped over the back of Chi Yao’s chair. Fu Rong knew the person wasn’t hugging Chi Yao, but that gesture might make outsiders think Chi Yao and the other person had an unusual relationship.

With so many people around, Chi Yao was leaning in to talk to Feng Ming, and they were so close it seemed their cheeks might touch.

This scene stimulated Fu Rong immensely.

He quickly walked over, first heading towards the baby and taking him from Chi Yao’s friend.

He didn’t say a word, directly taking the baby, which startled the other person. They thought someone had suddenly appeared to snatch the child and were about to intervene when the baby called out, “Daddy.”

Seeing Fu Rong, the others recognized him. While Fu Rong didn’t know them, almost everyone in that circle knew Fu Rong. It should be said that very few people in this circle wouldn’t recognize Fu Rong.

Fu Rong held the baby in one arm, and the baby raised his little face to give Fu Rong a kiss on the cheek, causing a hint of warmth to soften Fu Rong’s cold demeanor.

“Daddy.” The little guy was very perceptive and sensed that Fu Rong seemed a bit unhappy, so he lifted his smiling face to kiss him again.

“Give a kiss.” The baby leaned in to kiss Fu Rong twice more.

Fu Rong decided not to pursue the matter of the baby letting strangers hold him. He carried the baby over to where Chi Yao was.

His heavy gaze fell first on Chi Yao and then shifted to Feng Ming, or rather, to Feng Ming’s arm.

Feng Ming seemed to sense something and removed his left hand from the back of Chi Yao’s chair.

“Chi Yao, your man has come to pick you up.” Feng Ming smiled in a way that hinted at something more and looked at Fu Rong, his gaze clearly teasing.

Hadn’t the two just gotten married?

Who said that getting married meant they couldn’t get divorced? Fu Rong was powerful and excellent, but he was from a completely different world than Chi Yao. Feng Ming didn’t understand how Chi Yao could be attracted to Fu Rong when the two didn’t seem to share many common interests.

Feng Ming thought he wasn’t mistaken; Fu Rong clearly had a strong possessiveness.

He arrived so quickly, as if afraid that they would do something to Chi Yao.

But how could that be? No one here could overpower Chi Yao.

“Where else are you going? I’ll accompany you,” Fu Rong asked Chi Yao, hardly paying any attention to Feng Ming.

Chi Yao was quite surprised that Fu Rong actually came.

However, since Fu Rong was here, he might as well take the baby to his company, while he went out to have some fun on his own.

“You just take the baby; he needs to sleep. After playing for so long, I’ll find a massage place to relax my feet,” Chi Yao said as he got up and walked over to Fu Rong to take the baby’s hand.

“You go back to sleep; Daddy will be back later,” Chi Yao told the baby.

“No, I don’t want to…” The baby pouted his little lips, unwilling to leave.

“Not wanting to doesn’t work,” Chi Yao pinched the baby’s little hand.

“You’re busy now,” Chi Yao turned to ask Fu Rong, noticing his attire and the hurried manner he arrived in, which didn’t seem like he was free.

“It’s nothing,” Fu Rong replied, his gaze dark and clearly holding back, not letting his emotions show.

Chi Yao noticed this but chose to ignore it.

“Then spend more time with the baby.” Chi Yao turned away and said to Feng Ming, “Let’s go.”

Chi Yao and Feng Ming left, leaving Fu Rong with the baby.

Their departing figures showed no signs of reluctance.

Fu Rong looked down at Chi Yan and suddenly smiled.

In the next moment, Fu Rong quickly caught up.

He directly approached Chi Yao, one hand holding the baby and the other quickly grabbing Chi Yao’s arm, pulling him into his embrace.

In the surprised gazes of the crowd, including Chi Yao’s astonished expression, Fu Rong lowered his head and kissed Chi Yao’s lips—not a light kiss, but a deep one.

Fu Rong wrapped his arms around Chi Yao’s waist, deepening the kiss quickly. His tongue slipped into Chi Yao’s mouth as they had exited the park and arrived on the bustling pedestrian street.

People were coming and going around them, and cars were streaming by on the road nearby.

In such an environment, Fu Rong held Chi Yao and kissed him.

Passersby all stared at the two; they were both men. Although same-sex relationships weren’t too unusual nowadays, seeing two men kissing on the street, especially outside a busy park, was still quite rare for many onlookers.

Drivers in the road also noticed, and some were so engrossed that they almost caused an accident.