Chapter 42: This shameless fox spirit!

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Han QingShi was obviously a little nervous. Although he was trying to display a tender, watery smile on his face, the pitch of his voice wavered a little, "YuTang, I'm sorry, but I can't help wanting to see you, so I came over uninvited. I hope, I hope you don't mind."

After all, they had been affectionate classmates for a number of years, so Cheng YuTang felt a bit conflicted in his heart. He sighed, "QingShi, why are you doing this again? I know the meaning of your heart, but if it were possible between us, wouldn't it have happened more than a decade ago? How could it drag on until now?"

Han QingShi hadn't expected him to be so direct, so he couldn't help but feel both humiliated and a little angry. In spite of that, he said, "There was something over a decade ago! You took care of me so much, worrying that me not eating breakfast wasn't good for my health, always bringing me snacks made by your auntie at home! When I had a conflict with the senior at school and the other side threatened to hit me, you personally warned him not to bother me! When I had hypoglycemia that one time and passed out on the field during P.E., you were the first one to pick me up and carry me to the infirmary! All these things were so vivid to me, and I remember all of them, one by one, even if you want to deny it!"

Cheng YuTang listened and stared blankly, then he shook his head and said, "You're thinking too much. Since we were classmates, our relationship was relatively close at the time. Those were all things I just did, but there was no special meaning. If you were swapped with any of the other classmates around me, I would have done the same."

"No, I'm not thinking too much, you did it all deliberately! At that time, you obviously liked me first! I was straight, until you pulled me and bent me, so you're responsible for me!" Han QingShi argued excitedly, his eyes suddenly red, "YuTang, I-I've always liked you. I have been steadfast in my heart towards you all these years...... I have skills, I have my own business, and I know you well enough too, so I can boost your power. Since you like men, why can't you be with me?"

"No, Han QingShi, you don't know me well, you may not even know yourself well enough." Cheng YuTang said lowly, "Feelings can't be handled like business, they can't be forced. You're also thirty-something-year-old man, so can't you even understand such a simple truth? Stop fooling yourself and don't put a baseless label on my head. I do like men, but there is only one in my life who has truly touched my heart and it's not you."

"Who?! You're not going to say it's your little bodyguard, right? Hahaha, what a big joke!" Han QingShi laughed shrilly a few times and his facial features distorted from anger. "That kid, except for his youth, what else does he have? Only graduated from secondary school, uneducated, aggressively fights, vulgar and rude...... Cheng YuTang, how superficial are you to like such a little punk? If anyone else found out, I'm afraid that HongSheng's stock would crash overnight!"

"Shut your mouth! You have no right to judge what kind of person he is. HongSheng's performance has nothing to do with you!" Cheng YuTang said angrily. He paused to suppress a bit of his rage and said slowly, "Han QingShi, your current state is very problematic. It's impossible for us to communicate today. Go back, calm down and think about it, don't flush the friendship between classmates down the drain."

As if he had suffered a heavy blow, Han QingShi staggered. With an expression on his face that was a mix of despair, embarrassment, and resentment, he laughed mockingly for a long time. "Cheng YuTang, don't talk about feelings or about true love or whatever anymore. If you really like that kid, how could you spend a hot night with a MB on Christmas Eve last year? Say, if I told your little lover about that, how would he react?"

Cheng YuTang's heart trembled in shock, but his expression didn't shift, "Regarding what happened on Christmas Eve last year, you still owe me a confession."

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