Seeing Ye Yizhou's excited, gossipy expression, Yan Qingdu almost couldn't bear to tell him the truth.
Yan Qingdu answered his question as tactfully as he could. "Could it be that he just inherited the family business? That his family owns a mine in Africa?"
"Okay, okay, no need to go into detail."
Ye Yizhou instantly lost interest. He raised a hand to cut him off, his tone much flatter. "Whose family doesn't own a mine?"
Yan Qingdu obligingly shut up. His partner really had put in a great deal of effort to get close to him.
The more Ye Yizhou thought about it, the deeper his frown grew. He thumped the sofa in annoyance.
"Then what was the point of all the effort I spent these past two years pretending to be a sweet, innocent little flower?"
Ye Yizhou looked at Yan Qingdu, seemingly hoping to get an answer he could accept.
"Hmm... proof that you're a good actor, I suppose!" Yan Qingdu looked at Ye Yizhou and answered very seriously.
Ye Yizhou: ...
Having an award-winning actor acknowledge his acting skills was fine, but hardly necessary.
"Do you really like the wild type?"
Ye Yizhou was still pondering this question, because according to Su Ran's account and an analysis of actual examples, Yan Qingdu really didn't like the wild type.
"What are you looking at me for? Say something!"
When Yan Qingdu said nothing, Ye Yizhou pressed him impatiently.
"Take a guess." Yan Qingdu seemed intent on keeping him guessing.
Ye Yizhou folded his arms and looked at Yan Qingdu, his gaze fixed on that handsome, refined face. He stayed silent for a good while, his knitted brows gradually relaxing.
"I'm not trying to win you over anymore. Who cares what type you like?"
Breaking out of that circular