EWH 36

Xu Wanhe shot him an annoyed look.

“What the fuck are you staring at?”

Yang Moshou looked a little shy. “Nothing. Just thought you looked really handsome…”

Xu Wanhe suddenly felt a bit awkward.

No one had ever called him handsome before. Not even his underlings with their fake flattery.

He had always figured he was just an average-looking guy.

And after losing half an ear, he’d gotten even more self-conscious about his appearance.

The mood instantly turned weird.

The guys nearby were sharp enough to pick up on it. Seeing the situation, they quickly backed off.

“Xu-ge, we’re stepping out for a smoke. If you need anything, just holler.”

After that, they kicked the few remaining people out of the room too.

In the end, only Yang Moshou and Xu Wanhe were left inside.

Xu Wanhe felt uncomfortable as hell.

Fuck. Why did it feel like he was about to start dating this bastard?

Yang Moshou, on the other hand, was having the time of his life. He plopped down right next to Xu Wanhe, getting all handsy, touching his chest and waist. “How’d you deal with those punks? They had knives and everything. You really just banged up your foot? Let me check.”

He reached over and tried to lift Xu Wanhe’s shirt.

“Whoa, big pecs…”

“You touch me a fucking thousand times a day, don’t you ever get sick of it, fuck!” Xu Wanhe slapped his hand away. “Get lost!”

Yang Moshou put his hand back on Xu Wanhe’s chest. “Not sick of it. If I don’t touch you for a day, my whole body feels wrong.”

Xu Wanhe frowned hard and smacked his hand away again.

“Can you fucking stop groping my chest? I’m not a damn woman.”

Yang Moshou slipped his hand back in.

“I was actually trying to check your heartbeat…”

“What the fuck do you need to check my heartbeat for?”

“No reason…” Yang Moshou gave him a sideways look. “Feels a little fast though.”

Xu Wanhe stubbed out the cigarette in the ashtray and pulled out a new one.

“You’re imagining things.”

Yang Moshou picked up the lighter next to him and lit the cigarette for him.

“I’m just worried you got hit so bad you ended up with arrhythmia…”

Xu Wanhe couldn’t even be bothered to respond.

He glanced sideways and saw that stupid fat lip again, all swollen and puffy. Ugly as fuck.

But then again, hot guys always ended up with ugly ones.

Just like Tang Ziyan and Shen Han. And now, himself and Yang Moshou.

Good thing that even though he seemed shallow on the surface, deep down, he really wasn’t. He appreciated inner beauty.

Thinking about it, Yang Moshou was so talented that, in his heart, he almost surpassed Tang Ziyan. Not that Tang Ziyan was all that talented anyway. Mostly he just looked talented, acted smart, and had slick tricks up his sleeve that made him seem talented.

Now that he thought about it, Tang Ziyan wasn’t actually that great.

Being too good-looking just made him look worse in comparison.

Being too smart and cunning wasn’t good either, it made him look worse too.

Xu Wanhe didn’t want to be overshadowed by his partner at all. He needed someone who looked up to him, like the little doctor staring at him now, eyes locked on him without blinking.

“So damn dark… are you sure your enemies didn’t set you on fire?”

Xu Wanhe stood up and walked to the window, staring outside.

He thought about how he was getting more and more like a damn woman lately, always thinking about pointless shit, like whether he liked this little doctor, and always comparing him to Tang Ziyan.

Goddamn it. A grown-ass man, thinking so much about crap like this all day.

Yang Moshou walked up beside him and looked out the window too.

He reached over and pulled open the blinds.

“Xiao Mei, now you can see outside, right?”
Then added gently, “I actually like staring out the blinds sometimes too. Makes me feel kinda cool when I think deep thoughts.”

Xu Wanhe felt a bit embarrassed.

He tried to hide it by lighting another cigarette.

He had only taken two puffs when he heard the guy behind him speak again.

“Um… I came over… because I kinda wanted to ask you something…”

Even his smoking felt awkward now.

Shit, was this guy about to confess or something? Should he say yes? Or no?
If he said no, he’d probably hurt him. But if he said yes, it would be way too hasty. He wasn’t even mentally prepared for this…
He was already over thirty and had never been in a real relationship before.
No way he could just casually jump into one like this…

“Can we go eat hotpot tonight?”

Xu Wanhe instantly lost all strength. He spun around and shouted.

“Eat my fucking dick, you bastard!”