Seeing the manager leave, Ji Yunzhi anxiously tried to follow but was stopped by the manager’s warning glare.  

“Behave yourself, or you won’t get any food today.”  

Ji Yunzhi puffed out his cheeks unhappily and lowered his head.  

Mr. Li stroked his chin and smirked at Ji Yunzhi with ill intentions.  

“You, come here. Pour me a drink.”  

Ji Yunzhi shuffled reluctantly to the table and bent over to fill Mr. Li’s glass. Once it was full, Mr. Li picked up the glass and handed it to him.  

“Feed it to me.”  

Ji Yunzhi clasped his hands behind his back and shook his head. “No. Drink it yourself.”  

How old are you? Can’t even drink by yourself and need someone to feed you…

The others in the private room turned their attention to Ji Yunzhi, teasing him one after another.  

“Mr. Li, this new kid is quite interesting.”  

“He’s really good-looking. Mr. Li’s in for a treat today.”  

“Mr. Li, just pull him into your lap and make him feed you like that!”  

“…”  

Ji Yunzhi frowned slightly as he looked at them.  

Their smiles are ugly, and their faces are even uglier!

All of them are fat, greasy, and old…

Hmph, my husband is still the best-looking.

Mr. Li grew even more interested and stood up, yanking Ji Yunzhi toward him.  

“Hey—”  

Ji Yunzhi stumbled and fell against Mr. Li, prompting cheers from the room. He struggled to break free, but Mr. Li only tightened his grip.  

“Let go! Let me go!”  

Mr. Li handed the glass back to Ji Yunzhi and chuckled. “Feed me this drink, and I’ll let you go.”  

“No! You have hands—do it yourself!”  

“Let me go right now, or… or I won’t be polite!”  

If not for the manager’s repeated warnings—that customers were like gods and he absolutely couldn’t provoke them—  

his palm would’ve already struck this rude old man’s face!  

Mr. Li had never encountered someone as feisty as Ji Yunzhi before. Instead of getting angry, he burst into loud laughter.  

“If you won’t feed me, then I’ll feed you instead.”  

The person sitting closest to Mr. Li egged him on. “Mr. Li’s going to feed someone himself—everyone, applaud!”  

Ji Yunzhi bit his lip hard and glared at the jeering crowd, his gaze growing increasingly dangerous.  

Seizing the moment, Mr. Li pinched Ji Yunzhi’s cheeks, forcing his mouth open, and poured the entire glass of alcohol down his throat.  

“Cough—cough—!”

Ji Yunzhi choked violently, tears welling up in his eyes from the burn.  

As the room erupted in mocking laughter, he finally snapped and slapped Mr. Li hard across the face.  

SMACK!

The room fell dead silent. No one dared to make a sound.  

The momentary ferocity in Ji Yunzhi’s eyes faded as soon as the slap landed. He shoved Mr. Li away and bolted for the door.  

But Mr. Li recovered quickly, grabbing Ji Yunzhi by the hair and yanking him back before slapping him across the face.  

“You dare hit me?!”  

“Do you have a death wish?!”  

Being struck in front of everyone was a direct insult to his pride.  

Just moments ago, Mr. Li had wanted to have some fun with Ji Yunzhi—  

but now, all he wanted was to teach him a brutal lesson…  

……

Private Room 608

Mo Xuchen sat with his legs crossed, reclining lazily on the sofa, a glass of red wine in his hand. He swirled the wine gently, his deep eyes lowered as his thoughts drifted unexpectedly to Ji Yunzhi.

It had been a few days since he sent the boy home, and he wondered if his family had taken him to the hospital for a check-up…

Right after sending him away, Mo Xuchen had felt strangely unaccustomed to the sudden quiet.

Having someone cling to him, calling him husband nonstop—of course, anyone would feel a little off when that presence was suddenly gone.

Bai Shuze clicked his tongue and checked the time. “Where’s A Yan? Isn’t he on leave today?”

Mo Xuchen snapped out of his thoughts and raised an eyebrow. “Why don’t you call and hurry him up?”

Bai Shuze immediately pulled out his phone and dialed Su Yuyan.

“My dear Dr. Su, where are you now?”

Su Yuyan: “…Who’s your ‘dear’? Cut the nonsense.”

“I’m almost there. Stop rushing me.”

Bai Shuze wasn’t convinced. “Just tell me where you are.”

“I’m already— Ow!”

Su Yuyan had been about to say he was right outside the private room when someone suddenly burst out of a nearby door and crashed into him, nearly knocking his phone out of his hand.

Ji Yunzhi swayed unsteadily, gripping the wall for support before ducking behind Su Yuyan, clutching the hem of his shirt tightly.

“P-Please… help me…”

Su Yuyan turned and stared at him, finding the face oddly familiar. After a second, it hit him—

Holy shit, isn’t this Mo Xuchen’s wife?!

Seeing the furious man storming out of the private room, Su Yuyan shielded Ji Yunzhi behind him and spoke into the phone:

“I’m outside the room. Ran into some trouble.”

Bai Shuze immediately shot up from the sofa. If his bro was in trouble, he wasn’t about to sit around.

“I’m coming out right now!”

Su Yuyan chuckled. “Bring Mo Xuchen with you. Tell him—”

“I just found his wife.”

Bai Shuze: “???”

Wife?

Since when did Mo Xuchen have a wife?!

Before he could ask more, Su Yuyan hung up.

Bai Shuze cleared his throat. “Uh… A-Chen, A-Yan says he’s outside.”

Mo Xuchen glanced at him, distracted. “Hm.”

So what if he’s here? You want me to greet him at the door?

Bai Shuze continued, “He also said he’s got a little problem. Wanna go check it out?”

“No.”

Mo Xuchen didn’t move an inch from the sofa.

He knew perfectly well that Su Yuyan could handle any “little problem” on his own.

Bai Shuze also knew Su Yuyan wasn’t the type to get bullied, so he wasn’t in a hurry either.

Smirking, he drawled, “A-Yan also said—”

Mo Xuchen was getting impatient.

“He talks too much.”

Bai Shuze tsked. Can’t you let me finish?!

“He said he saw your wife.”

Mo Xuchen’s grip on his wine glass tightened instantly. Without hesitation, he set it down, stood up, and strode toward the door.

Bai Shuze: “???”

Wait—what kind of reaction is that?!

He actually has a wife?!

Since when?!

How come I never heard a thing about it?!

Are we even bros anymore?!