translated_Chapter 6

06: Considerate and Attentive

Jing Yueming didn’t want to lose it.

Tsukimi Rin took a sip of coffee, and after thinking for a while, said, “I will continue to track the investigation, and I already have suspects. I will recover it as soon as possible.”

“Then I’ll have to trouble you. This behavior is too bad, even stealing relics. Fortunately, it’s not related to assets.”

“Yes.” Tsukimi Rin herself has a mysterious and cold aura, which doesn’t match Ai La at all.

After leaving the coffee shop, Jing Yueming contacted Qiu Ci: “Boss Qiu, are you home yet?”

It took a while to get a reply: “Still on the way.” The gentle and deep male voice made Jing Yueming’s whole body go numb.

“Come to my place for dinner.”

Qiu Ci was silent again for a while, seemingly driving: “Okay.”

Why doesn’t such a big boss have a driver?

Jing Yueming bought some pork tenderloin, potatoes, and broccoli downstairs.

He’ll eat something better during the Mid-Autumn Festival tomorrow.

Just like yesterday.

Around seven o’clock, Qiu Ci came to freeload a meal in slippers.

He seemed a bit sleepy today, yawning three or four times in a row.

Jing Yueming called him to eat.

Yesterday it was sweet and sour pork ribs, today it’s sweet and sour pork tenderloin.

And even the shredded potatoes are sweet.

The presentation is still very good.

If you want to capture a man’s heart, first capture his stomach.

Qiu Ci didn’t comment, picking up his chopsticks and starting to shovel rice into his mouth, occasionally taking a bite of the dishes.

Jing Yueming was puzzled: “What’s wrong? Not hungry? Or are you sleepy?” He reached out and touched his forehead, finding he didn’t have a fever. “Why aren’t you saying anything?”

“You don’t seem to know how to be a lover very well.” It was the first time Qiu Ci had used such an attitude to ridicule him.

Jing Yueming’s eyes turned cold: “First of all, you agreed that we are in a relationship. Secondly, I haven’t treated you badly, have I?” He sends several messages a day to report his whereabouts and even cooks for him.

Qiu Ci had his own judgment in his heart.

Lover? Just a suitable substitute and an ATM.

Qiu Ci quickly controlled his expression: “Sorry, I’m just not in a good mood today.”

So that’s it. He almost thought this guy really had an opinion. After all, the relationship and agreement between the two of them were only at Qiu Ci’s whim.

“Tell me about it. Let me share your burden.”

“A family member I have a very bad relationship with, whose friend is unable to tell the difference between right and wrong, and has been deliberately causing me trouble recently.” This matter has indeed been troublesome recently.

“Don’t worry about him. Wait for me to get you a gift.” Jing Yueming said, going to the desk in the bedroom to get a few design drafts.

He handed them to Qiu Ci.

After only one glance, Qiu Ci’s expression stiffened as he smiled.

“What do you think? I think it suits you very well.” Jing Yueming introduced the men’s suit on the paper to him: “Overall, I used a modified Zhongshan suit, using splicing and tailoring to increase the sense of fashion. For the fabric, I recommend using British House of Hackney velvet, and you can also match it with a coat…” The inspiration came from when he was tidying up Ai La’s dress yesterday. He used the same design concept to create a men’s version.

Qiu Ci smiled: “It’s a pity I can’t wear something so flashy to a banquet.” But he still accepted the design draft.

“Wear it for me to see.” Jing Yueming hugged Qiu Ci from behind, the hot breath he exhaled hitting Qiu Ci’s ear.

Several hours later, Qiu Ci finally left Jing Yueming’s house.

Originally, Jing Yueming wanted him to just stay here for the night.

Exhausted from several hours, Qiu Ci still insisted on leaving.

Helpless, he couldn’t stop him.

After Qiu Ci took a shower, his hair was dripping wet.

Looking at the red dress in the display case by his bed, he smiled coldly.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was also on a Saturday, and Jing Yueming reminded Qiu Ci that he had to accompany him in the art studio during the holiday.

Qiu Ci nodded in agreement: “Then let’s just go today.”

Jing Yueming thought for a moment: “Okay, but you have to change your clothes. Something more casual, okay?”

“Okay.”

In the end, Qiu Ci, in his American-style shirt and jacket, went out with Jing Yueming, who was wearing a sweatshirt.

They looked like a pair of brothers.

No one was at the art studio during the holiday, but Zhang Kaizhe, waiting to see his sugar daddy, pretended to come to the art studio to pick up something by coincidence.

“Oh, what a coincidence, Little Jing, you’re at the art studio. This is…”

As soon as he came in, he saw Qiu Ci.

Qiu Ci also smiled and looked at him.

Jing Yueming proudly introduced: “Isn’t my boyfriend handsome?”

Zhang Kaizhe said with an exaggerated expression: “Wow, big brother is so handsome. I’m Zhang Kaizhe, Jing Yueming’s classmate.”

“My name is Qiu Ci.” Qiu Ci’s introduction was simple, just his name. Jing Yueming said his identity for him.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Zhang Kaizhe gave Jing Yueming a look, telling him to come out and chat.

“Are you fucking sick? How did you find a male Ai La!” Zhang Kaizhe couldn’t accept this. It was too arrogant.

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Jing Yueming’s good mood was gone.

Zhang Kaizhe suppressed his anger: “You’re toying with people’s feelings, actually treating him as a substitute for your ex-girlfriend. I almost thought you really liked men.”

“I’ve always liked men. As long as I like him enough, is there a difference between a substitute and the real thing? Don’t be so possessive about my personal relationships.” Jing Yueming defended himself.

“You’re really sick. It’s also miserable for a good man to be treated as a substitute for your ex-girlfriend. You better pray that guy hasn’t developed feelings, otherwise you’ll be in trouble. You’re so oblivious to others all day long.” After this last warning, Zhang Kaizhe turned around and left.

Jing Yueming didn’t care at all, making a “Tch–” sound before turning back to go back into the art studio.

He saw Qiu Ci standing by the door, leaning against the doorframe and looking at him.

Jing Yueming suddenly broke out in a cold sweat: “Brother Qiu, you—”

“I heard it, Little Jing.” Qiu Ci looked at Jing Yueming expressionlessly.

It was also the first time Jing Yueming had felt fear from this man: “I should still be able to explain. I just need to be good enough to you, right, Brother Qiu? As for…”

“There’s no need to explain.” Qiu Ci put on his professional smile again. At this moment, Jing Yueming felt the biggest difference between him and Ai La.

His smile was always like a dummy, insincere.

“I can understand, and I don’t plan to pursue it, nor do I plan to understand it. After all, I’m your boyfriend now, right, Little Jing.”

Okay, Jing Yueming breathed a sigh of relief. Whether Qiu Ci was sincere or fake didn’t matter. He himself was an understanding and considerate lover.

Moreover, this kind of thinking was somewhat similar to Jing Yueming’s: “Thank you, Brother Qiu. I’ll be more obedient. Don’t mind it.”

“I won’t mind it.” After saying this, Qiu Ci accepted a wet kiss from Jing Yueming with peace of mind.

After the kiss ended, Qiu Ci gasped a few times: “I’m just not willing to accept why I wasn’t the one who was with you first.”

“It’s okay. I can be with you now and in the future. You’re so good. Even your personality is very similar to hers.” Jing Yueming liked that Qiu Ci could understand this point of his.

So what if he treated Qiu Ci as a substitute? He hadn’t wronged Qiu Ci. On the contrary, he was so good to Qiu Ci.

Qiu Ci quietly accompanied him in the art studio for an afternoon, and even gave him some suggestions from time to time.

Jing Yueming was satisfied with this kind of time.

Ai La also used to often come to the art studio to accompany him. It was precisely because of this that Zhang Kaizhe was familiar with Ai La.