"Ahh~"
Jiang Ze sat beside Meng Zhiyuan, holding pieces of cut fruit and feeding them into the man's mouth one by one.
"Uncle Zhiyuan, is the fruit yummy~?"
Meng Zhiyuan glanced at the young man beside him. A smug, mischievous smile graced his delicate face, and a hint of resignation flickered through Meng Zhiyuan's eyes.
Beside them, Han Ke glowered at the fruit platter on the table, grinding her teeth.
Damn it, I was the one who cut that fruit!
Just an hour earlier.
Since Meng Zhiyuan had the day off, he hadn't gone to the office and was sitting in the living room reading the newspaper.
Han Ke thought her chance had come and went into the kitchen herself to prepare a platter of fruit.
She had even changed into a pale yellow chiffon dress especially for today. It made her look sweet and charming, and its extremely low neckline showed off her full breasts.
"Zhiyuan~ I just cut this fruit. It's very fresh. Have a taste."
She deliberately walked up to him and placed the platter on the coffee table, bending so low that she exposed an eye-catching stretch of cleavage.
But the man before her failed to appreciate her charms.
Without even looking up, he gave a bland hum of acknowledgment, seemingly more interested in the newspaper in his hands than the beauty before him.
Han Ke's expression stiffened, leaving her momentarily at a loss for words.
"Oh, Miss Han, I usually handle this sort of thing. Sorry you had to see this, but my boyfriend won't eat fruit unless I feed it to him!"
Jiang Ze happened to come downstairs and catch the scene. Immediately energized, he hurried over and sat down beside Meng Zhiyuan.
Looking at the freshly cut fruit on the table, he speared a piece with a fork and brought it to the man's lips.
Meng Zhiyuan looked away from his newspaper to find Jiang Ze holding out the fruit and watching him expectantly.
He could only open his mouth.
That led to the scene at the beginning: one ate while the other fed him, all lovey-dovey. Watching them, Han Ke wanted nothing more than to rush over and kill that young man with his infuriating face.
Damn it, was Meng Zhiyuan really gay? He was completely unmoved by a living, breathing woman right in front of him.
Yet anyone with eyes could tell there was something different about the way he looked at the young man beside him.
Unwilling to watch them flaunt their affection any longer, she stormed upstairs.
[Haha, look at her face! She's so mad her makeup's about to crack. That neckline practically reaches her thighs! I've got to say, feeding the big shot is pretty fun!]
Jiang Ze had gotten so into feeding him that he offered one piece of fruit after another, completely failing to notice the man beside him had begun to frown.
Meng Zhiyuan caught his wrist with one hand, his tone somewhat helpless.
"Are you trying to stuff your boyfriend to death?"
Jiang Ze glanced at the platter. More than half the fruit was indeed gone, and he put down the fork guiltily.
"I... I was just worried you hadn't had enough, Uncle Zhiyuan..."
[The big shot's really committed to the act. Han Ke's already gone, and he's still calling himself my boyfriend. It's kind of embarrassing.]
Meng Zhiyuan tugged lightly, and before Jiang Ze could react, he fell into his arms.
The man spoke softly into his ear, his tone suggestive.
"The fruit really was delicious. Want a taste?"
Jiang Ze was about to say he had already sneaked some earlier, only to be met with a sudden kiss filled with the sweet fragrance of fruit.
"Mmph... enough... no more tasting..."
Jiang Ze felt the man slowly nibbling his lower lip, sending tingles all through his body. Heaven knew why the man was such a good kisser when neither of them had ever dated before.
But the problem was that it was broad daylight, and they were still in the living room. Although Elder Feng knew to give them privacy, Jiang Ze was still easily embarrassed.
As he pushed haphazardly at the man, his hands found firm, springy skin again.
The man's abs were beautifully defined, taut and powerful. Though Jiang Ze kept saying he was embarrassed, every time he touched them, he found it hard to let go.
"Heh. Satisfied?"
He tried to pull his hand away quickly, but the man held it in place, forcing him to keep moving lower and lower...
"Mm... Uncle Zhiyuan... don't do this. Wait until tonight..."
Just as the atmosphere between them grew heated, a rather unwelcome shout came from outside.
"Zhiyuan! Are you home?"
"Third Young Master, I told you to wait before going in!"
Elder Feng chased anxiously after him, but how could he keep up with a strong young man?
With something urgent on his mind, Meng Zhixing couldn't wait at all and strode straight inside.
He hadn't expected to walk in on a scene unsuitable for children.
The sight was truly shocking, and neither of the two people involved was someone he would ever have expected to see doing this.
For a moment, he froze on the spot.
"Zhiyuan..."
Meng Zhiyuan swiftly pressed Jiang Ze into his embrace. He had no intention of letting anyone else see the boy looking so soft and alluring.
"Have you seen enough?"
Meng Zhixing jolted, quickly shut his eyes, and turned away.
"I didn't see anything! Zhiyuan, I can explain. I really have something urgent!"
Jiang Ze finally came to his senses, hurriedly wriggled out of the man's arms, and ate two pieces of fruit to calm his nerves.
[This is so embarrassing, wahhh! It's all the big shot's fault for kissing me anywhere and everywhere!]
"Tsk. To the study."
Meng Zhiyuan frowned and summoned Meng Zhixing to the study, impatience written all over his face.
"What is it?"
Meng Zhixing always turned into a timid little quail around his second brother. He couldn't help it; his childhood had left him with far too much trauma.
He had never imagined that his normally aloof second brother would go after someone so much younger!
And that someone was the young, handsome Xiao Ze!
"You don't seem to be in much of a hurry."
Seeing him stand there without speaking, Meng Zhiyuan's expression grew a little colder.
"Wait, wait, Zhiyuan! It really is urgent. The results came back today for that box of pastries you mentioned. There... really were harmful substances in them!"
For once, Meng Zhixing lowered his voice, his dejection plain on his face.
He wasn't as calculating as his two older brothers. He had a one-track mind and simple thoughts, and he simply couldn't understand how family could go this far.
There was no need to guess. Although Ye Rong had sent the pastries, his eldest brother, Meng Zhixiong, had clearly known about it too.
"Zhiyuan... why would our eldest brother...?"
Meng Zhiyuan's gaze cooled slightly, his eyes holding complicated emotions Meng Zhixing couldn't understand.
"I'll investigate this. Don't tell anyone about the pastries. If Ye Rong sends you more, accept them. Just don't eat them."
Meng Zhixing nodded. He knew they couldn't alert the enemy, but he still hadn't recovered from the cruel truth.
They had only just finished speaking when a knock sounded at the study door, and Jiang Ze came in.
"Xiao Ze? What are you...?"
[I was planning to find an excuse to visit the Meng Family Estate in a while and see Meng Zhixing. I've already redeemed some antidote pills, after all.]
Jiang Ze glanced at Meng Zhiyuan, then turned to Meng Zhixing and offered him what he was holding.
"Uncle Zhixing, I was worried I might miss you later. I bought these pastries especially for you, so you have to try them!"
[I'm so clever, hiding the antidote in the pastries. No one will ever know!]
Overwhelmed by the unexpected kindness, Meng Zhixing accepted the pastries.
Ever since learning that Ye Rong had poisoned the pastries she gave him, however, he had become a little wary of pastries from anyone else.
Still, he was delighted. Looking at the lively, delicate-featured young man before him, he nodded inwardly.
My second brother really does have good taste. Xiao Ze's such a wonderful person. But aren't their generations a little mismatched?
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