Chapter 91

The questioning from Ye Chiyan made Xie Fuyi think that it had only been one night, and yet he had experienced great ups and downs. He still had to compromise to maintain his identity as a fake young master, feeling envious in an instant, like a rabbit.

He glared angrily at Ye Chiyan and said coldly, “What I did last night is none of your business.”

Although his words were icy with anger, his dark and shiny eyes were tinged with moisture, and the faint redness at the corners of his eyes looked particularly pitiful.

Seeing this, Ye Chiyan’s heart softened. He didn’t mind the other’s anger but rather looked concerned, lightly wiping away the redness at the corner of his eye and softly saying, “Don’t cry. Who bullied you?”

Xie Fuyi paused. He appeared cold and unsympathetic, yet Ye Chiyan’s unexpectedly gentle tone almost seemed to be coaxing.

Unable to erupt in anger now, Xie Fuyi didn’t want others to know about his fake young master identity, so he lowered his gaze, bit his lip, and said, “It’s nothing, just upset about my poor grades…”

Ye Chiyan’s gaze deepened. Even though he knew Xie Fuyi was lying, since the other didn’t want to talk about it, he didn’t force him.

“You don’t have to worry about that,” he said lightly, lifting Xie Fuyi’s backpack and leading him towards the classroom, “Starting from today, I’ll help you catch up on your studies.”

Xie Fuyi thought to himself, even if Ye Chiyan himself could excel academically, how could a fake young master like him possibly have excellent grades?

Ye Chiyan indeed had good academic performance, but he rarely tutored others because he lacked patience. However, facing Xie Fuyi, he seemed to possess infinite patience, explaining the same problem countless times and answering questions meticulously. He even stayed up late to organize notes on essential exam questions for him.

After several days like this, Xie Fuyi felt that if he pretended not to understand anymore, it wouldn’t just be poor grades but would seem like intellectual disability.

So, when he correctly answered a question, Ye Chiyan generously praised him, “Correct, you’re really good.”

With a hint of a smile in his dark eyes, it seemed as if Xie Fuyi had done something extraordinary.

Xie Fuyi’s throat tightened, and he poked Ye Chiyan discontentedly, “Are you mocking me? I’ve done this question countless times already…”

Ye Chiyan’s expression instantly became serious. “Absolutely not.”

“Let’s stop here for today,” Xie Fuyi didn’t argue further. He packed up his things and prepared to go home.

However, he was a bit troubled. Every morning and evening, Xie Huaixiao would come to “serve” him, and in the middle of the night, Xie Tingbai would come to “check on him”.

Seeing him looking somewhat distressed, Ye Chiyan suddenly grabbed his wrist. “Wait, I’ll take you somewhere.”

Xie Fuyi was taken aback. “Where?”

“You’ll see when we get there,” Ye Chiyan said with a slight smile, taking his backpack and leading him outside.

…

Xie Fuyi was pulled along by Ye Chiyan at a brisk pace. He only managed to send a message to the driver to go back first before seeing a silver motorcycle.

His beautiful black eyes instantly lit up, and he looked at Ye Chiyan. “Is this yours?”

Ye Chiyan raised his hand to help him put on the helmet and casually replied, his handsome features carrying a hint of gentleness.

No man would dislike a cool motorcycle, and Xie Fuyi was no exception. He couldn’t help but admire the motorcycle, touching it here and there.

Until he was pulled up and seated, he kept fidgeting. Ye Chiyan, wearing his helmet, spoke in a muffled voice, “We’re ready to go, hold on to me.”

“Okay,” Xie Fuyi obediently responded, wrapping his fair arms tightly around Ye Chiyan’s sturdy waist. Beneath his palms, his abdominal muscles were firm and powerful, and through the thin fabric, it felt like he could sense the warmth of skin against skin.

Ye Chiyan’s body tensed slightly, then relaxed after a moment. The next moment, the bike shot forward like an arrow.

“Ah!” Xie Fuyi couldn’t help but cry out, tightening his grip on Ye Chiyan’s arms.

Ye Chiyan raced with Xie Fuyi along the winding mountain road. The whistling wind, the constantly retreating scenery, brought a mix of nervousness and an adrenaline rush.

“Don’t be afraid,” a deep and powerful voice came with a full sense of security.

With the wind blowing in his ears, Ye Chiyan raised his voice, “Hold on to me tightly.”

Xie Fuyi hugged him tighter, pressing his chest against the broad back in front of him, resting his head on the shoulder.

The wind whistled past his ears. Even though he couldn’t hear voices clearly, it felt as if he could still hear the pounding of the other’s heart in his chest.

Until the bike stopped at the mountaintop, Xie Fuyi let out a sigh of relief.

Ye Chiyan half-supported him out of the car, took off his helmet, and beneath his flying black hair was a deep and cold face, his gaze gentle. “Feeling better now?”

Xie Fuyi’s legs were a bit weak as he got off the bike, but he felt incredibly relieved. However, he hummed and grumbled, “I was never feeling bad.”

Ye Chiyan nodded, a hint of amusement flashing in the cold depths of his eyes.

The sky was getting late, and indeed, the night scenery on the mountaintop was beautiful but somewhat chilly.

Ye Chiyan draped his coat over Xie Fuyi’s shoulders, pulled him to sit by the car, and pointed to the distant city and the starry sky. “Look over there.”

Following his words, Xie Fuyi looked over and was momentarily stunned.

From here, looking down, the entire city lay beneath their feet, illuminated by the night; looking up, the sky was filled with stars, seemingly within reach.

“It’s so beautiful!” Xie Fuyi’s eyes shimmered.

Ye Chiyan lowered his gaze to the person beside him. Xie Fuyi’s fair face was delicate, his dark eyes even more beautiful than the stars in the sky, and his pale pink lips slightly plump…

“Ye Chiyan, you…” Xie Fuyi turned to say something to him, but he was too close, and his warm lips brushed against his own unintentionally.

At that moment, even the breeze seemed to stand still.

Xie Fuyi stood there, his face instantly flushing red. He hurriedly tried to step back.

Ye Chiyan’s eyes darkened, and he immediately raised his hand to the back of his head, pulling him closer, and leaned in to kiss his lips.

Night, breeze, starlight…

Their breaths intertwined, resistance gradually softened, enveloped in a lingering affection.

…

At the Xie residence, Xie Huaixiao had already finished handling matters and returned home early, but he didn’t see Xie Fuyi.

He knew Xie Fuyi’s schedule, and he should have been back by now.

The driver didn’t know where he had gone either, his messages weren’t being replied to, and his phone was unreachable. Frowning, Xie Huaixiao hurried to the school, but everyone had already left.

His expression turned grim, and he quickly instructed everyone to search. Finally, he got the news — the young master had gone up the mountain with Ye Chiyan.

Thinking of the man he had encountered at the school gate that day, Xie Huaixiao’s heart tightened, his face grim. He immediately rushed over, driving his black car with the momentum of a race car on the mountain road.

He hadn’t expected to be just one step too late.

Under the starry sky, the exquisitely handsome youth was being passionately kissed by the stern and tall man.

The sight stabbed at his eyes like needles.

Xie Huaixiao’s face turned ashen, raging fury surged within him. He quickly stepped forward and punched the man, knocking him to the ground. “Get lost!”