Feeling Unwell?

Wen Chengze had assumed Zhong Mohan had gone to deal with what had just happened. Thinking he would rest a little longer before leaving, he casually picked up the phone he had tossed aside earlier. He planned to call his brother and have him pick him up. There was no need to let their parents know about what had happened tonight.

But the moment he turned it on, he saw nearly twenty missed calls.

After checking the time, he silently rubbed his nose. It seemed he really had disappeared for quite a while.

Normally, banquets like this often lasted until eleven, but this one had only been underway for less than half an hour. It was impossible for Wen Chengze and Zhong Mohan to have vanished for an hour without anyone noticing.

Of course, Wen Chengze's disappearance was not important. What mattered was Zhong Mohan. As the guest of honor, there was no way his absence for so long would not draw attention. Realizing this, Wen Chengze suddenly understood that he could not stay here any longer.

If this had really been aimed at Zhong Mohan, someone would be coming here soon. When that happened, even if they had ten mouths, they would not be able to explain themselves.

Forcing himself to endure it, he picked up the clothes beside him and put them on.

The movement tugged at a private spot. Wen Chengze pressed his lips together and cursed under his breath, "Beast."

He called his brother while quickly leaving the room. As for the mess inside, Zhong Mohan could clean it up himself.

The Wen Household had nearly gone mad searching for Wen Chengze. If this had not been a banquet at the Zhong Household, Father Wen and Mother Wen would have gone looking for him themselves. Unfortunately, they were tied up by other people, leaving only Wen Chenglin free to search for Wen Chengze.

When he received the call from his younger brother, Wen Chenglin finally breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly answered, "Xiao Ze, where are you? Are you all right?"

Faced with his brother's questions, Wen Chengze fell silent for a moment before slowly saying, "I'm fine, but I want to go home now. Can we leave early?"

Wen Chenglin frowned. His younger brother's voice sounded a little hoarse, as though he had just cried. There was no way Wen Chenglin could feel at ease.

"We can. What's left is just business talk between them. It doesn't have much to do with you. I'll drive you home first."

After hanging up, Wen Chenglin told Father Wen and Mother Wen, then turned to find his younger brother.

He spotted him at the entrance to the banquet hall, leaning against the wall with his head lowered, looking listless.

"Xiao Ze, what's wrong?"

"I'm fine, bro." Wen Chengze took a deep breath and adjusted his state.

There was no need for his brother to know about what had just happened.

Wen Chenglin frowned at Wen Chengze. He did not look fine at all.

Xiao Ze's eyes looked as though he had been crying, and his cheeks were still flushed pink.

Suddenly, Wen Chenglin's gaze sharpened. "Xiao Ze, tell me. What happened just now? Did someone bully you?"

When his eldest brother suddenly grabbed his wrist, Wen Chengze instinctively trembled.

He might have been an adult, but it was still his first time, and now his eldest brother was questioning him about it. His mind was still a little muddled.

In the end, with no other choice, Wen Chengze shook his wrist and whined, "Brother, I'm really fine. I'm just tired. Let's go home, okay?"

Wen Chenglin froze. The last time Xiao Ze had acted spoiled with him like this had been ten years ago.

Fine. If Xiao Ze did not want to talk, then he would not force him. No matter what had happened, Wen Chenglin would protect Xiao Ze and be his strongest support.

As Wen Chenglin drove, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Xiao Ze kept shifting his sitting position. He frowned.

"Are you feeling unwell? Let's go to the hospital."

Wen Chengze froze and immediately stopped him. "N-No need. I just ate a little too much earlier. My stomach feels a little uncomfortable now."

Wen Chenglin frowned. If he remembered correctly, aside from drinking something, his younger brother would never eat anything when they were out.

His little brother was lying.

After glancing at him, Wen Chenglin ultimately decided to drive home first. They could talk after they got back.

Once they arrived home, Wen Chengze unfastened his seat belt first. Wen Chenglin held the steering wheel with one hand and narrowed his eyes at his younger brother.

Although he had gone to a banquet, it was still winter, and Wen Chengze was wearing quite a lot. Yet a little skin was exposed at the back of his collar.

When Wen Chenglin's sharp eyes caught the scattered red marks there, his expression immediately darkened.

If his memory was not wrong, there should not have been mosquitoes in this weather.

Thinking of Xiao Ze's demeanor when they had met earlier, as well as Xiao Ze's movements, Wen Chenglin's grip on the steering wheel tightened more and more.

Having reached his current position, Wen Chenglin had naturally seen plenty. There were quite a few people in their circle who played with boys, but he had never imagined such a thing would happen to his own younger brother. And it was obvious his younger brother had been the one bullied!

After parking the car, he hurried after him. Knowing his younger brother cared about saving face, and that such a matter was difficult to ask about directly, he could only probe indirectly.

Though that was what he thought, his expression did not soften in the slightest. Just thinking that some bastard had bullied his younger brother without his knowledge made it impossible for him to stay calm!

"Xiao Ze, did you meet anyone at the banquet tonight?"

They said concern clouded judgment. Usually, Wen Chenglin would not let even the slightest emotion show in front of outsiders, but when it came to his younger brother, he was seen through at a glance.

Wen Chengze had not expected to hide it, but he had not expected his brother to react so sharply either. Still, he did not feel like talking right now.

He had not showered after what happened, and he felt like it was about to leak out. All he wanted now was to hurry into the bathroom.

"I didn't meet anyone. Bro, I'm tired. I'll go rest first."

Watching Wen Chengze's retreating back, Wen Chenglin took out his phone and sent a message to his assistant.

Though investigating the Zhong Household's banquet would be difficult, it was still possible to obtain some basic information.

Meanwhile, at the Zhong Household banquet, Zhong Mohan's aura had dropped to the absolute freezing point as he faced the empty room. The assistant following behind him trembled with fear.

There had been a huge screwup in tonight's work. The fact that Mr. Zhong had not fired him on the spot was already merciful enough. And after smelling the scent in the room, the assistant wailed inwardly. Maybe he should just submit his resignation himself. At least he could leave with some dignity.

"Find out exactly what happened tonight. I want the results on my desk tomorrow morning." With that, Zhong Mohan slammed the door shut.

His gaze swept over the rumpled bed before landing on a small piece of fabric at the foot of it. Raising a brow, he picked it up and strode into the bathroom.

If Wen Chengze had not cried out in pain earlier, it would never have ended. The drug in his system had not worn off at all. He was burning up, but his person had run away!!!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. It felt as though he could barely suppress the lingering heat in his heart, and his hand unconsciously clenched.

But the soft, delicate fabric beneath his fingers made Zhong Mohan lick his lips. Suddenly, he wanted to be a beast again.

After Zhong Mohan went in, his assistant immediately began investigating the matter.

At four in the morning, he finally got the results and immediately went to Zhong Mohan's room.

Zhong Mohan was still awake, and the scent in the room was so thick that anyone entering it would blush furiously.