The Honest Man Who Got Cheated on Is a Heartthrob [Quick Transmigration]
The Honest Man Who Got Cheated on Is a Heartthrob | Chapter 4

Red Beans

When Su Ran got home, it was already very late. The house was quiet. Su Ran thought that everyone must have already gone to bed, but as he bent down to change his shoes, he stood up and was startled to find Jiang Yi standing at the bedroom door.

“You’re still not asleep?” Su Ran asked.

Jiang Yi looked at him, his brow furrowed tightly. “Whose clothes are you wearing?”

The light was dim, and Jiang Yi’s figure was half-hidden in the darkness. His tall frame cast a long shadow, almost ghostly in the dim room, giving an eerie vibe that was almost frightening.

Su Ran immediately turned on the light. The sudden brightness made Jiang Yi squint, but his eyes, hidden behind his glasses, were still locked on Su Ran’s clothes.

Su Ran felt the air around Jiang Yi was heavy with tension, so he quickly explained, “My work clothes got all greasy with cream, so I borrowed Mr. Lu’s clothes.”

“Mr. Lu? Which Mr. Lu?” Jiang Yi asked.

“Lu Jin,” Su Ran replied.

Jiang Yi’s brow furrowed even deeper. “Bring me your work clothes. Let me see.”

Hearing this, Su Ran obediently went to grab the bag from the entrance, then handed it to Jiang Yi, standing in front of him like a student waiting for their teacher to check their homework.

Jiang Yi took the clothes out and indeed saw that they were covered in cream. He immediately tossed the bag aside. When he had first seen Su Ran change clothes, he had almost thought that Su Ran had been with another man.

But now, as he stood there, looking at Su Ran, he realized how ridiculous his earlier thoughts were. Anyone could, but Su Ran would never. He was too soft-hearted to dare do that. Plus, Jiang Yi knew better than anyone that Su Ran’s heart was entirely devoted to him.

Furthermore, anyone who could attend the Lu family’s young lady’s birthday banquet was either rich or powerful. Who would notice him? Su Ran was meek and submissive, with a plain appearance—who would take an interest in him?

Jiang Yi’s gaze fell on Su Ran’s face, and for a moment, he stopped his usual dismissive thoughts, unconsciously pausing as he studied him. He had never looked at him this closely before.

They were from the same small town. However, Jiang Yi had moved to the city for school during their middle school years. The next time they met was about half a year ago, when Su Ran’s family asked Jiang Yi to help him find a job, which Jiang Yi thought was a reasonable request since Su Ran’s family had helped his own.

The first time they met again, Su Ran had dressed poorly, and he was so nervous about taking him out for coffee that he couldn’t even relax, not daring to look him in the eye. Jiang Yi hadn’t paid much attention to him back then, thinking he was dull and unpleasant to look at.

But now, after half a year of living in the city, Su Ran seemed to have shed his rustic, awkward air. Jiang Yi now realized that the word “plain” didn’t quite fit anymore.

“A Yi?” Su Ran called.

Jiang Yi snapped back to his senses, a bit annoyed, then coldly said, “Tell me everything that happened at the banquet.”

He hadn’t even been invited to Lu Jin’s sister’s birthday party, and yet Su Ran had attended and even been lent clothes by Lu Jin. This was completely unexpected.

Su Ran told him most of what happened at the banquet, his throat dry by the end.

Jiang Yi lowered his sharp eyes behind his glasses, thinking for a moment, then said, “So you’re saying that Lu Wan frequently goes to the shop to buy cakes, and both he and Lu Jin have praised your cakes multiple times?”

Su Ran nodded. “Yes, that’s right.”

Jiang Yi rubbed the bridge of his nose. “Okay, I understand.”

With that, Jiang Yi seemed to be signaling the end of the conversation. Seeing his serious expression and tired demeanor, Su Ran remembered that Jiang Yi hadn’t come home last night and asked, “Is work going okay? You look a bit off.”

Jiang Yi glanced at him with a cold look, clearly irritated by Su Ran’s excessive concern as if every glance or gesture of his needed to be checked. “Mind your own business.”

After saying that, Jiang Yi turned and went back to his room. Su Ran stared at the closed door and immediately complained to System 555, “Damn, I really can’t stand this spineless wife act anymore.”

System 555 immediately chimed in with a pep talk, “The harder the struggle, the greater the reward! Don’t forget, our reward is the highest on the entire platform, and the Best Employee of the Year award is waiting for us!”

Su Ran sighed. “…”

Su Ran then turned to the kitchen. He opened the fridge, still hungry after drinking too many sodas at the banquet the night before.

He had just taken out a pack of bread when he heard noise from the living room. Thinking it was Jiang Yi coming out to use the bathroom, he turned around, only to find Ye Qiao walking in.

Su Ran blinked. Ye Qiao walked towards him, saying, “I just came to get a glass of water.”

Su Ran moved the bread aside, offering, “Want some bread?”

Ye Qiao waved him off, pouring himself a glass of water and leaning against the counter. Su Ran took a quick glance at him. Ye Qiao was wearing a loose tank top, his biceps bulging with strength.

Su Ran couldn’t help but feel envious. He sneaked a peek at his own arms, then silently lowered his head to nibble on the bread.

Ye Qiao noticed Su Ran’s drooping head. The room had decent soundproofing, and since Jiang Yi and Su Ran hadn’t lowered their voices earlier, Ye Qiao had heard most of their conversation.

Sigh. It was late, Su Ran had just come home, and now he was getting scolded. He was sitting there, eating cold bread… his little brother-in-law was really pitiful…

Ye Qiao took a step closer, standing beside him. As he turned his head, he could see the fine hair on Su Ran’s neck, and how thin he was. At that moment, Su Ran’s head was slightly down, the bones on his neck sticking out.

“Ran Ran, how about I make you some hot milk?” Ye Qiao offered.

Su Ran, still focused on the bread, took a moment to respond, “No, I’ll eat a few more bites and then go to sleep.”

But Ye Qiao wasn’t listening. He went to the fridge, pulled out a box of milk, then added some water to a pot before putting the milk in. “It’ll be ready soon.”

Su Ran had intended to just make do, but Ye Qiao was unexpectedly considerate. “Thanks.”

Ye Qiao turned to look at him and then leaned in close, whispering in his ear, “Next time, I won’t tell Brother Jiang when you leave, so he won’t get angry.”

Su Ran was surprised for a moment. So, Ye Qiao had heard their conversation earlier. At that moment, Ye Qiao looked a bit guilty, but what did it have to do with him?

“It’s all my fault, Ran Ran. If I hadn’t told Brother Jiang, he wouldn’t have been mad at you,” Ye Qiao said.

Su Ran immediately patted Ye Qiao’s shoulder. “It’s not your fault. I’ll just call A Yi next time to let him know in advance.”

Ye Qiao looked surprised. “Ran Ran, Brother Jiang really controls you tightly, doesn’t he? That’s really unfair to you.”

Su Ran’s face showed a hint of bitterness as he thought back on everything. Jiang Yi wasn’t strict with him. It was more about whether he had crossed some line or upset his mood. Jiang Yi had always been indifferent to him, never caring at all.

When he thought about it, it was really unfortunate. But as a spineless wife who was used to deceiving himself, Su Ran had his own logic.

“He doesn’t usually control me…” Su Ran murmured, feeling down, “I should’ve said something. Leaving you at home with no one to look after you was my fault.”

Ye Qiao saw the downcast expression on Su Ran’s face. He really was pitiful, blaming himself even when others mistreated him.

It made Ye Qiao’s heart soften. He reached out, pulling Su Ran into a gentle hug, patting his back as if comforting a little puppy. “Ran Ran, you’re great just the way you are.”

Suddenly being embraced by Ye Qiao, Su Ran felt his warm hand on his back, leaving him a bit flustered. At the same time, he instinctively glanced at Jiang Yi’s room. If Jiang Yi came out right now and saw him in Ye Qiao’s arms in the kitchen…

Just thinking about it made Su Ran shiver, and this kind of scenario—he should be the one in the room, shouldn’t he?

The next morning, Su Ran’s biological clock woke him up on time. When he came out of his room in slippers, he saw Jiang Yi already dressed in his suit, changing shoes at the entrance.

Since he mentioned a new leader had come, Jiang Yi had been leaving early every day. It seemed like he’d been under a lot of stress lately.

Su Ran was still half-asleep. After rubbing his eyes, he heard the door shut behind Jiang Yi.

The house became quiet again, and just as Su Ran was about to head into the kitchen, Ye Qiao emerged from his room.

“Ran Ran, don’t worry about my breakfast. I’m eating with some friends later,” Ye Qiao said.

Su Ran replied with an “Oh.” Yesterday, Ye Qiao had told him that he was going to spend a few days with his friends, doing some sketching.

“Let me help you pack up your things,” Su Ran offered, heading towards Ye Qiao’s room.

Su Ran rarely entered Ye Qiao’s room. When he did, he saw that many of Ye Qiao’s paintings were scattered about, with a few lying on the floor.

Ye Qiao had already placed the clothes he was taking on the bed, so Su Ran neatly folded them and packed them into the suitcase on the floor.

As Ye Qiao took out more clothes, he turned around to see Su Ran squatting on the floor. Today, Su Ran was wearing loose, short pajamas, and with him squatting, half of his lower back was exposed.

His skin was pale and smooth, like fine jade. Ye Qiao’s hands instinctively opened slightly, as though he could wrap his hands around him.

Su Ran felt his legs go numb from squatting. He shifted his position, and Ye Qiao shifted his gaze as well, kneeling down to help him fold the clothes. But since he only had one usable hand, the clothes weren’t folded as neatly.

After a while, Su Ran looked at the messy suitcase and chuckled. He then leaned forward and grabbed Ye Qiao’s wrist. “Qiao Qiao, you don’t need to bother. Let me do it.”

Ye Qiao froze for a moment, his wrist being gently held by Su Ran’s soft hand. He followed the white hand up and saw Su Ran’s smiling face.

At that moment, Su Ran’s body leaned slightly forward. The loose neckline revealed a large patch of skin, and a vivid red color suddenly caught Ye Qiao’s eye, making his gaze snap away as if he had been electrocuted.

“Okay…” Ye Qiao replied, sitting on the bed and turning his head awkwardly to the side. He hadn’t expected what was supposed to be an ordinary watercolor splash of red to linger in his mind.

The image of it became more vivid, and he wondered—would it look even more vibrant when it was tormented…?

Just then, an untimely phone ringtone interrupted Ye Qiao’s thoughts. When Ye Qiao looked at Su Ran again, he had already stood up.

Su Ran answered the call. “Hello, A Yi.”

“Can you do me a favor? Check if there’s a document in the drawer of my desk,” Jiang Yi asked.

“Oh, I’ll go check now,” Su Ran replied.

“It’s very important,” Jiang Yi added.

Su Ran immediately left Ye Qiao’s room and went to Jiang Yi’s room to search through the drawer. Ye Qiao stood at the door, watching him expressionlessly.

Su Ran found the document. “Found it.”

“Good. Can you bring it to me?” Jiang Yi said, then hesitated. “Actually, forget it. I’ll come get it myself.”

The call ended abruptly.

Su Ran placed the document on Jiang Yi’s desk, in a noticeable spot. Seeing how urgent and distrustful Jiang Yi seemed, it must have been an important document.

When Su Ran returned to Ye Qiao’s room, he noticed Ye Qiao had placed his sketchpad on his lap. The drawing on the paper seemed strange—it looked like two red beans, blurred in water, with faint red ripples surrounding them.

Su Ran could understand why Ye Qiao had suddenly started drawing—it must have been some sudden inspiration. “What is this?”

Ye Qiao looked at him, a faint smile tugging at his lips. “It’s a secret.”

At that moment, his fingertips were burning. He would paint his desires on paper, but what he hadn’t expected was that his desires would be focused on Su Ran’s body.

Ye Qiao’s gaze returned to the sketchpad. His fingertips gently traced the paper, but they seemed to be out of control, rubbing it harder as his fingers grew hotter.

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