He radiated an intimidating aura, his face filled with madness as he stared fiercely at Shen Nanxing. “Do you look down on me too?” Shen Nanxing felt a terrible premonition as he saw Fu Chengyu’s emotional breakdown. Without thinking, he took a few steps back and quickly turned to leave the area.

Fu Chengyu noticed his movement and immediately rushed forward to hold him tightly. His hot breath landed on Shen Nanxing’s neck as he murmured obsessively, “Nanxing, I’ve always liked you. Why won’t you even look at me?”

Shen Nanxing was trembling in fear from Fu Chengyu’s actions, the voice in his ear like a demonic whisper. “Fu Chengyu, let me go!”

Shen Nanxing twisted and struggled, but the more he fought, the tighter Fu Chengyu’s grip became. His gaze was dark and obsessive. “I won’t let go! Nanxing, I won’t ever let you go!”

Due to their height difference, Shen Nanxing used all his strength to resist, but it was futile in front of Fu Chengyu.

Fu Chengyu rested his chin against Shen Nanxing’s neck and took a deep inhale of the faint fragrance emanating from him. “Nanxing, you smell so good!”

Shen Nanxing felt as though a cold snake was wrapping around him, and the sensation on his neck made him feel disgusted. His voice trembled as he spoke, “Fu Chengyu, you really disgust me!”

Fu Chengyu’s face turned pale at his words, but soon the overwhelming anger inside him took over. His eyes filled with rage as he stared at Shen Nanxing, his voice suffused with restrained fury, almost squeezed out through clenched teeth, “Then, what would make you not feel disgusted?”

Before the words were even out, Fu Chengyu suddenly reached out and forcefully turned Shen Nanxing’s face toward him. His gaze swayed between anger and obsession, and his voice softened, full of desire, “Nanxing, can I kiss you?”

At that moment, Shen Nanxing looked at Fu Chengyu with pure hatred in his eyes. He kicked at Fu Chengyu’s leg with all his strength. “Let go! You crazy bastard!”

Fu Chengyu laughed maniacally. He reached out and gently touched Shen Nanxing’s face. “Nanxing, I’ve already gone mad. Your indifference drove me crazy!”

“Get the hell out!” Shen Nanxing couldn’t hold back any longer, cursing loudly. “If you’re sick, go get treatment! Why the hell are you coming here to act insane!”

While shouting, Shen Nanxing kicked him again, but Fu Chengyu only grew more insane. He cupped Shen Nanxing’s face with both hands and made a move to kiss him forcefully. “Nanxing, I…”

Just as Fu Chengyu was about to succeed, Shen Nanxing felt a figure flash in front of him.

Fu Zhiyuan had found them at some point, his face filled with rage as he looked at Fu Chengyu. Without hesitation, he kicked Fu Chengyu to the ground, his voice cold as ice, “Do you want to die?”

Fu Zhiyuan pulled the trembling Shen Nanxing into his arms, then looked at Fu Chengyu with disgust. “Who let you in?”

Fu Chengyu struggled to stand up after being knocked down. The anger in him evaporated instantly when he saw who had arrived, and his mind cleared a little. “Uncle… you’re here?”

Fu Zhiyuan couldn’t hold back and kicked him again. “What did you want to do to Xingbao?”

“Fu Chengyu, didn’t I warn you to stay away from Xingbao?”

Fu Chengyu trembled from the coldness in Fu Zhiyuan’s words and couldn’t even lift his head. With a guilty tone, he tried to explain, “Mom asked me to come and apologize to Nanxing, so I…”

Fu Zhiyuan’s gaze hardened, veins bulging on his forehead. He raised his hand and slapped Fu Chengyu across the face. “Get lost! We’ll settle this when we get back!”

The slap stunned Fu Chengyu, and the fiery pain on his face seemed to mock his own arrogance.

Fu Chengyu dared not speak up, his head lowered in anger. He clenched his fists tightly. “Got it.”

He had come to apologize, but how did things escalate into this? Fu Chengyu unwillingly glanced at Shen Nanxing, but met Fu Zhiyuan’s warning glare. With no choice, he could only leave in frustration.

Shen Nanxing buried his face in Fu Zhiyuan’s chest, breathing in his familiar scent, which calmed him slightly.

Fu Zhiyuan felt a rush of fear in his heart. If he hadn’t found Xingbao just now, he didn’t know what might have happened next. He deeply regretted leaving earlier. He should have waited for Xingbao instead of talking about some business deal.

He trembled as he held Shen Nanxing tightly in his arms, his face full of self-blame as he said, “Xingbao, I’m sorry…”

Shen Nanxing’s voice was muffled. “It’s not your fault.”

Fu Zhiyuan rested his chin on the top of Shen Nanxing’s head. “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have left.”

Shen Nanxing slightly pulled away from his embrace and looked up at Fu Zhiyuan’s eyes, which were filled with guilt and concern. He gave him a faint smile and reassured him, “Zhiyuan Ge, I’m fine. He didn’t have time to do anything to me.”

The forced smile on Shen Nanxing’s face only made Fu Zhiyuan feel even more heartbroken. He gently nuzzled Shen Nanxing’s cheek with his nose. “Xingbao, if you don’t want to smile, don’t force yourself. You can be the real you in front of me, without holding anything back.”

Fu Zhiyuan was truly afraid. He would rather Shen Nanxing vent his emotions, even if it meant hitting him, than see him force a smile and try to comfort him. It made him feel that Shen Nanxing was slowly drifting farther away from him, and he didn’t want to see that happen.

The affectionate gesture made Shen Nanxing feel a tingling sensation on his face. He laughed and pushed Fu Zhiyuan’s head away. “It’s a bit itchy.”

Taking the opportunity, Fu Zhiyuan grabbed Shen Nanxing’s hand and pulled him back into his embrace. They both silently held each other, listening to the sound of their heartbeats coming from each other’s chest.

After a long while, Fu Zhiyuan finally let go of him and took his hand. “Xingbao, I have a gift for you.”

After saying that, he led Shen Nanxing out of the banquet hall through the side door on the left.

Their intimate actions did not go unnoticed by Xia Zimu, who had been watching them from the other side. He had arrived a little late and hadn’t known that Fu Chengyu had been there. When he saw Shen Nanxing leaning affectionately against Fu Zhiyuan, his mind went blank. He couldn’t believe what he was seeing.

Although Fu Zhiyuan was a few years older than him, in Xia Zimu’s eyes, he was like an elder. Shen Nanxing was the person Xia Zimu liked, the one he was planning to confess to. There seemed to be no reason for them to have any deep connection, so how had they ended up together?

Watching their intimate interaction, Xia Zimu felt his heart shatter. He stood there in a daze, staring at their retreating figures, unable to summon the courage to confront them. After all, he had no position and no right to question Shen Nanxing. He was just a failed admirer.

Xia Zimu had come with joy to find Shen Nanxing, planning to take him to watch a grand fireworks show. But now, he could only leave in despair, lost and heartbroken.