Chapter 90

The next morning, Xie Fuyi’s bedroom remained quiet, with a ray of sunlight seeping in through the curtains, illuminating the large bed.

Xie Fuyi, still half-asleep, burrowed deeper into the covers, leaving only the fuzzy back of his head exposed.

The bedroom door “clicked” open gently, and the tall and long-legged Xie Huaixiao walked in slowly. His gaze fell upon Xie Fuyi’s face, which was flushed from sleeping, and his eyes couldn’t help but soften, a faint smile tugging at his lips.

He sat down on the edge of the bed, his deep voice resonating, “Darling, it’s time to get up.”

Xie Fuyi had a habit of being a bit of a bed-lover, grumbling and not wanting to move, with his entire head almost buried in the covers.

Xie Huaixiao chuckled lightly as he ruffled Xie Fuyi’s golden hair. Then, with gentle movements, he uncovered the person’s head from the covers and teased, “Can’t sleep any longer. If we delay any further, we’ll be late for morning classes.”

However, his expression changed slightly when he noticed the abnormal redness on Xie Fuyi’s lips. Pressing his thumb lightly, he remembered that he had kissed lightly in the car yesterday; it couldn’t have left marks until now. His thoughts shifted, and he could guess who might have left these marks last night.

Xie Huaixiao’s dark eyes dimmed, and suddenly he leaned down and captured the other’s soft lips.

This kiss was different from the gentle ones in the car last night; it was fierce, like a wild beast marking its territory.

Xie Fuyi quickly found himself unable to breathe and woke up abruptly. His black eyes widened as he looked at the handsome face close to his own, making muffled sounds as he blindly flailed his hands at the other.

But Xie Huaixiao allowed the person in his arms to thrash about, yet his lips never left.

It wasn’t until Xie Fuyi softened in his embrace, eyes watery and cheeks flushed, that Xie Huaixiao loosened his hold, his lips moving to nip at the other’s neck.

Still panting, Xie Fuyi immediately slapped him away, pushing his head back. “Xie Huaixiao, what are you doing?”

…He hadn’t even brushed his teeth yet!

But Xie Huaixiao didn’t mind at all; the person in his arms smelled good everywhere.

Sitting up halfway with the person still in his arms, he remained composed. “Darling, I was trying to wake you up. Since you wouldn’t wake up, I had to resort to this…”

Xie Huaixiao paused, then added with a smirk, “You dare to directly call your second brother’s name now. Aren’t you afraid of me?”… It seemed that someone had indeed given him confidence last night.

“Twisting the truth,” Xie Fuyi huffed. With his big brother backing him up now, he lifted his chin defiantly. “What’s wrong with calling your name? Big Brother said I’m still the young master of the Xie family. If you dare to bully me again, I’ll have Big Brother kick you out!”

Xie Fuyi, who had been feeling so wronged from being kissed last night, was now taking full advantage of his position.

Xie Tingbai again?

Xie Huaixiao felt a bit annoyed, but he concealed the dark emotions in his eyes and smiled at the person in front of him. “How could I ever bully my darling? I promise to listen to everything you say.”

“Really?” Xie Fuyi looked at him skeptically, then suddenly remembered something and smirked triumphantly. “Didn’t you promise to serve me and be my servant last night? Don’t forget that!”

“I haven’t forgotten, so isn’t that why I’m here early in the morning?” Xie Huaixiao chuckled softly, then lifted the person in his arms and headed to the bathroom.

“What are you doing?” Xie Fuyi was startled, quickly clinging tighter to Xie Huaixiao’s neck, afraid of falling.

But Xie Huaixiao held him steadily. He smirked lazily and replied, “Serving the young master to change clothes and wash up.”

“I can do that myself.” Xie Fuyi struggled reluctantly, but he couldn’t break free and could only glare at him. “Put me down, I… I need to go to the bathroom…”

Xie Huaixiao paused for a moment, then his voice became even huskier with a teasing tone. “I’ll serve you.”

…

By the time the two of them finished getting ready and went downstairs for breakfast, it was already a bit late, and Xie Tingbai had already gone to the company.

Xie Fuyi’s lips were as red as plums, his eyes watery. He kicked Xie Huaixiao with irritation — this person had kissed him again while helping him change clothes! And the worst part was being carried to the bathroom at his age!

Xie Huaixiao didn’t mind at all. He raised an eyebrow and leaned closer. “Does darling want me to serve you breakfast?” He helped to pick up some food and offered it to Xie Fuyi. “After breakfast, I’ll take you to school.”

Xie Fuyi already had an attitude, and with his big brother backing him up, he naturally wasn’t afraid of Xie Huaixiao, and he treated him like a servant without hesitation.

Xie Huaixiao was quite enjoying feeding him.

…

After finishing breakfast, Xie Huaixiao drove Xie Fuyi to school.

Usually, hardly anyone dared to ride in Xie Huaixiao’s car; he drove so fast it felt like riding a plane rather than a car.

But today, with Xie Fuyi in his car, Xie Huaixiao restrained himself and drove extremely smoothly.

When they arrived at the school gate, Xie Huaixiao leaned over to help Xie Fuyi unbuckle his seatbelt. As he did so, he casually rested his hand on the back of Xie Fuyi’s seat, making it look like he was pinning him to the seat to kiss him.

“Darling, what time do you finish class this afternoon? I’ll come to pick you up,” Xie Huaixiao said, acting as if he were Xie Fuyi’s personal chauffeur.

Unfortunately, Xie Fuyi still holds a grudge. He snorted and pushed away the person who was too close to him, saying, “No need for you to pick me up, I’ll go back by myself.”

Xie Huaixiao regretted seeing the other party’s sulky appearance, realizing only then that perhaps they had played too much that morning.

Just as he was about to apologize, he noticed Xie Fuyi’s eyes light up as he looked ahead, then quickly opened the car door and got out, walking towards the school gate.

Xie Huaixiao paused, his gaze through the car windshield meeting the cold gaze of the man standing there.

“Ye Chiyan!” Xie Fuyi couldn’t hide his smile upon seeing him. He stood in front of Ye Chiyan with his backpack, recalling something, “Sorry, my brother rushed me away yesterday, I didn’t have time to say goodbye to you.”

Ye Chiyan stood with his hands in his pockets, silently watching for who knows how long. His icy gaze swept over the person in the car and landed on Xie Fuyi. Despite his cold demeanor, he seemed to soften instantly when Xie Fuyi approached.

“It’s okay,” he replied calmly, naturally reaching out to take Xie Fuyi’s bulky bag and help him carry it.

Xie Fuyi was taken aback for a moment, then heard him casually ask, “Who is he?”

“Hmm?” Xie Fuyi followed his gaze, only then noticing that he was asking about Xie Huaixiao sitting in the car behind them. Before he could respond, Xie Huaixiao had already gotten out of the car and walked over from behind.

He embraced Xie Fuyi from behind, bending down slightly, his deep voice tinged with a smile, “Darling, who’s this? Your classmate?”

His posture was intimate, as if implying an inseparable relationship between them.

Ye Chiyan’s fingers clenched instantly, his sharp gaze piercing Xie Huaixiao. As if any slight reluctance from Xie Fuyi would result in his fist landing on Xie Huaixiao’s face the next second.

Although Xie Huaixiao wore a smile, there was a darkness in his eyes.

The two locked eyes, a collision of turbulent undercurrents.

But Xie Fuyi didn’t react, only stealing a glance at Ye Chiyan, his ears turning slightly red. Worried that Xie Huaixiao might say something, he quickly reached behind and grabbed his arm, pulling him towards the car, “Why are you asking so many questions? Let’s go quickly…”

Xie Huaixiao noticed his unease and his expression darkened slightly, but he straightened up and complied, “Darling, I’ll leave first, I’ll come pick you up after your class.”

In Ye Chiyan’s eyes, Xie Fuyi seemed to be acting shyly, and the two appeared incredibly intimate and familiar.

Finally, when Xie Huaixiao left, Xie Fuyi breathed a sigh of relief and walked back, “Let’s go, it’s time for class.”

Ye Chiyan’s chest felt tight as if something was blocking it. He had many questions he wanted to ask, but his gaze abruptly shrank as it swept over Xie Fuyi—there was a striking red mark on Xie Fuyi’s fair neck.

He couldn’t hold back anymore. Emotions surged in his deep black eyes as he reached out and pulled Xie Fuyi closer, his fingers tracing over the love bite, his voice heavy, “What did you do last night?”