AM Chapter 18

18 Pursuit

When standing, he didn’t feel much, but now sitting down, the wet trouser leg hung on his leg at an uncomfortable, slanted angle, and Chen Mo couldn’t ignore it.

He bent down under the table and tugged at his trouser leg several times, making it hard for Liang Jingren, who was eating beside him, not to be affected.

“Did you step in a puddle?” Liang Jingren ate quickly, and he was almost finished when he spoke.

Chen Mo frowned and straightened up. “I’m not that childish.”

Liang Jingren gave two flat “Heh heh” sounds and ate the last piece of fried pork chop on his plate.

Liang Jingren remembered once when he moved his motorcycle out of the garage to wash it in the yard, Chen Mo insisted on coming to help. But all Chen Mo did was hold the hose and spray water, not doing any of the bending work.

By the time he had washed and dried the motorcycle, sweating all over, Chen Mo was observing a muddy puddle in the yard, saying, “This looks like a swamp.”

“Yeah, yeah, it is,” Liang Jingren said perfunctorily. “Be careful not to fall in, I won’t pull you out.”

“Hehe, I’m not that stupid!” Chen Mo jumped up and took a step to jump in front of him, spinning around in the air and raising his hands for a self-demonstration as he landed. “Jumping over this little puddle is easy~”

However, he ignored the wet grass lying beside the puddle. After spinning around, one foot stepped on the slippery grass, suddenly losing his balance and falling backward—

Liang Jingren reached out and grabbed him, but at the same time, Chen Mo’s slipping foot didn’t control itself and kicked forward, splashing mud not only on Liang Jingren but also on the motorcycle that had just been washed behind him.

“Ah! What’s going on!?” After Liang Jingren let go, the culprit exclaimed in a serious manner, “How did the mud fly up!? It’s all over the motorcycle!!”

Seeing the temperature in Liang Jingren’s eyes gradually fading, Chen Mo immediately grabbed a towel, soaked it in the bucket, and wrung it out with all his might, until his arms and neck were red. He said with an ingratiating smile to the owner of the motorcycle, “Brother Ren, don’t worry, I, I’ll wipe it clean for you right away!”

Clearly, he had done something wrong, but in the end, he didn’t say a word of apology. Seeing that he really did wipe the motorcycle clean, Liang Jingren didn’t blame him, and the matter of Chen Mo not apologizing was never mentioned again.

“Are you full? Then I’ll talk,” Chen Mo had only eaten half of his meal, but he was more concerned about Liang Jingren’s side.

Liang Jingren nodded, somehow producing a piece of paper and folding it to wipe his mouth.

Chen Mo looked at him and said, “I’ve decided to sell the house after all.”

Liang Jingren slowly folded the tissue again, wiped his mouth again, and then put it on the plate before speaking, “You don’t need to report this kind of thing to me in the future. It’s your property, you can do whatever you want with it.”

“And I want to buy a car,” Chen Mo continued to report.

Liang Jingren glanced at him and asked, “Do you want me to recommend a car brand? Or do you want a salesperson I know to get a discount?”

Chen Mo lowered his head. These weren’t the reactions he wanted to see.

He thought that Liang Jingren had been anxious when he found out about him entrusting a domestic agency to sell the house, which was why he used the lousy excuse of the car accident to trick him into coming back. Liang Jingren had indeed mentioned his parents’ house many times, and he thought he cared about it.

“If that’s all you have to say, you don’t need to meet, just send me a text message, but I might forget it after reading it, and I might not reply.” With that, Liang Jingren picked up his plate and prepared to leave.

Chen Mo quietly pinched the clothes on his back with two fingers, preventing Liang Jingren from leaving.

“Anything else?” When Liang Jingren turned his head, a trace of annoyance had already been added between his eyebrows.

“Dad.”

“Hey, enough is enough.”

“Then, Mr. Liang…”

“Chen Mo!”

Chen Mo let go of that small piece of clothing and instead grabbed Liang Jingren’s arm. He raised his head and said with a serious face, “Since we’re not father and son anymore, that means I can pursue you, right?”

Liang Jingren’s eye twitched, and he felt an inexplicable urge to sneer. “Ha? Pursue what? You want to pursue my tail when you buy a car?” He added a cold joke for good measure.

“I’m talking about pursuit,” Chen Mo said.

Liang Jingren pursed his lips and said, “Chase someone else, it’s better to find a girl.”

“What about you?”

Chen Mo stared straight at him, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted in a smile that was not a smile. Seeing this, Liang Jingren’s heart thumped. He wanted to leave, to leave before Chen Mo said the next sentence.

But Chen Mo was firmly grabbing his arm, which was holding the plate at this time.

Just as Liang Jingren was switching hands, Chen Mo’s next surprising question arrived: “Brother Ren, haven’t you experienced the goodness of boys too?”

“…”

Taking a deep breath, Liang Jingren looked around the restaurant to the left and right, turned around, put the plate back on the table, and sat down again himself.

Chen Mo followed his gaze and looked around while he was observing the surroundings. When Liang Jingren sat back down beside him, Chen Mo smiled and said, “Oh, that’s right, this is the company building~ Chairman Liang wouldn’t want his company subordinates to see him flying into a rage and hitting someone, would he~”

“Looks like this is a good place, it’s great to choose to eat here together!”

At this time, half an hour had passed since the end of work, and more and more people were pouring into the cheap and good third-floor cafeteria. Although the seats they were sitting in faced the glass, and no one was sitting on either side for the time being, the tables behind them were already occupied.

Liang Jingren remained calm, and his voice was unhurried as he said, “I know you went to my room… Thief.”

“Actually, I also slept on your bed~” Chen Mo said with a grin.

Liang Jingren sneered and turned back to the original topic, saying, “Is it honorable to be a thief?”

Chen Mo supported his cheek with one hand, sat sideways, and looked at him with a grin, “Then tell me, what did I steal from you?”

“Are you threatening me, Chen Mo?”

“No, I just want to help you find your lost property, is there anything wrong with that?”

“…”

Liang Jingren really hated Chen Mo’s tone at this time, innocent, pure, and disgusting.

“You can’t threaten me with those things,” Liang Jingren said.

“Why?” The little prince of 100,000 whys came again.

Liang Jingren was annoyed—

“What’s there to say about me using those things? Go and break the news, tell the media, say that the CEO of Daxing Group is actually a pervert who secretly plays with a vibrator!”

“Try it and see if they believe you?”

“Ah, of course, they might believe it, anyway, there’s something to write about, and they can publish articles to gain traffic!”

Chen Mo didn’t expect Liang Jingren to be so excited. He hadn’t said any words of coercion or inducement yet, but this time he seemed to have really pushed Liang Jingren into a corner… Damn, a little tempted.

Chen Mo, who was feeling tempted, didn’t know what kind of thrilling, earth-shattering experience he would have in the next second. All of this stemmed from the fact that he didn’t stop Liang Jingren’s continuous output from getting louder and louder in time—

“Chen Mo, give up your unrealistic fantasies! Your thoughts are too naive! Me using a vibrator isn’t even news, after all, in some people’s hearts, I’ve already been fucked rotten by Chen Daxiang!”

As several gazes in the cafeteria shot towards them, Chen Mo felt the ceiling shaking, and the ground under his feet seemed to crack open in an instant.

That’s not right… That’s not true…

Chen Mo resisted Liang Jingren’s words in his heart. He knew what the truth was, but he couldn’t stop the people who heard these words from imagining another scene. The thought that those people looking over here might have heard Liang Jingren’s words and were uncontrollably imagining something made him feel short of breath and almost collapse.

He wanted to refute, to refute with all his might, even if his brain was not getting enough oxygen at this moment, he stood up with blurry eyes and shouted at the self-deprecating person in front of him—

“Why can’t it be you who fucked Chen Daxiang rotten!”

Dead silence.

Probably at this moment, the ceiling of the cafeteria really collapsed, the ground really cracked, and no one survived.

“…Can you not say such disgusting things?” Liang Jingren was the first to calm down.

But Chen Mo hadn’t calmed down yet. He was so excited that tears came out, “Isn’t it disgusting for you to be fucked rotten by Chen Daxiang?!”

“Can we end this topic first…”

“Wuwuwuwu…”

—What the hell is this… Ah?? Aaaaaah!!!!

Liang Jingren felt like he was going to faint, even though he had just eaten. Chen Mo had low blood sugar, and he had “carb coma,” it seemed that neither of their bodies was doing well.

Chen Mo started crying after shouting, and the surrounding gazes probably felt it was bad to watch someone cry, so they all restrained themselves. In the end, only Liang Jingren was left facing the crying Chen Mo.

Liang Jingren hesitated whether to put his hand on Chen Mo’s shoulder or head. But, that’s not right, Liang Jingren thought, shouldn’t I be the one who needs comfort the most?

“So, disgusting… So disgusting, uh uh, can’t eat…” Chen Mo’s crying gradually weakened, and he said while sobbing.

In the end, Liang Jingren still put his hand on his head and gently rubbed it, then gently pushed the back of his head and led him out.

As for the plates on their table… Someone will clean them up eventually.

As a senior executive of the company, Liang Jingren had a dedicated parking space in the underground garage. He brought Chen Mo to the underground garage, and the two got into the car, and the car window was rolled down to let in air.

Everything was quiet, and Chen Mo’s every blow of his nose with a tissue echoed loudly.

“How come I didn’t realize you could cry so much before,” Liang Jingren leaned over to the front of the passenger seat to take the cigarette case from the glove box.

Chen Mo covered his red nose, staring at the swirl of hair in front of him moving from side to side, “You didn’t deliberately make me cry before…”

“Heh, blaming me again,” Liang Jingren blocked one side with his hand and lit a cigarette with a “click”, “I don’t want to make you cry now either.” With that, he took a big puff of nicotine.

Chen Mo stared at him, watching him smoke for a long time.

When the cigarette was about to burn out, Chen Mo, whose spirit had fully recovered, suddenly opened his mouth: “Give me a puff.”

Liang Jingren glanced at him with the cigarette butt between his fingers, “Here, the cigarette case, take a new one yourself.” As he spoke, wisps of smoke were still coming out between his lips and teeth.

Chen Mo continued to stare at his face, or rather his mouth, and said, “I want the one in your mouth.”

“Don’t you have a cleanliness freak?” Liang Jingren exhaled a large puff of smoke.

“That’s right! I don’t even think you’re dirty!” Chen Mo got excited.

Liang Jingren smiled and said, “Then go ahead and dislike it.”

Chen Mo’s fast-turning little brain seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly became excited, shouting, “You’re not allowed to mention Chen Daxiang again!”

Liang Jingren was speechless. Who wanted to talk about him?

Oh, it turned out Chen Mo wanted to, Chen Mo was still talking about him—”Why don’t you get rid of those newspapers that spread gossip about you and Chen Daxiang?”

“Get rid of them?”

“Just, ‘It’s getting cold, let Xinji Entertainment go bankrupt’,” Chen Mo always remembered that magazine he tore up every issue at the school gate. Liang Jingren was right to complain to Lucas that he was petty.

Liang Jingren said “Wow” in a flat tone, and then said in a faint tone, “If I could do that so easily, then I’m really awesome.”

“You really are awesome,” Chen Mo said.

The whole cigarette was finished, and Liang Jingren lowered his eyes and saw the last bit of spark falling down and disappearing instantly.

“I’ve always thought you were awesome,” Chen Mo said.

Liang Jingren exhaled a long breath, as if he still had smoke in his mouth.

He said, “Chen Daxiang and I were a contract couple and a legal couple, that’s an indisputable fact. My current money, power, status, and even residence all came from Chen Daxiang, that’s also a fact.”

“But Chen Daxiang is dead,” Chen Mo looked at him seriously and said.

“…Mm.”

“Are you going to be a widow forever?”

“Cough cough! Cough, cough! Cough!”

Liang Jingren was convinced of himself, how come he hadn’t learned his lesson after experiencing it several times? When facing Chen Mo, he really couldn’t relax for a moment.

“Let me pursue you, Brother Ren,” Chen Mo seemed to be begging him, not only in his tone, but his eyes also softened, softened as if they contained a pool of water inside.

“I’ll be obedient… I’ll listen to whatever you say…”

“Just indulge me this once, I promise not to contradict you or make you angry after this…”

“I didn’t ask you to love me, I just asked you to allow me to pursue…”

Liang Jingren took a breath and interrupted him, “Stop being a show-off, you don’t even want to admit your mistakes.”

Chen Mo didn’t say anything.

In the end, Chen Mo didn’t get a puff of cigarette, nor did he get a word of consent from Liang Jingren, and was directly “escorted to the west” back to the hotel.

After getting out of the car, Chen Mo turned back and knocked on the passenger seat window with a stubborn face. When the window rolled down, he said to Liang Jingren, “I’ll go to your company tomorrow! I haven’t taken my umbrella yet!”

Liang Jingren: …Forgot about this, miscalculated.