Sweetheart, you're a taken man

"These days, just any random person can come looking to stir up trouble. Su Cimu, don't bother with him."

Worried that Su Cimu would take what had just happened to heart, Jing Yiheng comforted him.

Su Cimu smiled, unbothered. "Don't worry. Someone like that isn't worth so much as a glance from me. He's just jealous that this young master has both a good family background and good grades."

Hearing that, Jing Yiheng couldn't help laughing. Now that was the Su Cimu he knew.

After Han Yi left in shame and anger, the spectators dispersed too. The two of them casually ordered a set meal, then went their separate ways to rest after eating.

Su Cimu breezed through the afternoon exam, quite confident that he would still rank first in his year this time.

Jing Yiheng, on the other hand, was completely wilted, as though all his vitality had been sucked out of him.

Seeing how refreshed Su Cimu looked, Jing Yiheng suddenly understood Han Yi's indignation at noon.

"Ah, sometimes heaven really is unfair. Giving you money and looks wasn't enough-it had to give you a brain full of knowledge too. I'm getting a little jealous of you myself."

Hearing Jing Yiheng's words, Su Cimu accepted his praise without reservation:

"Just get used to it. In time, you'll realize..."

"Realize you've been working hard in secret so you can amaze us all?"

"You'll realize there's simply a wall between geniuses and ordinary people. And this young master is that one-in-ten-thousand genius. Being jealous won't help."

Jing Yiheng thought, I'm so mad. Can I put a sack over Su Cimu's head and beat him up?

"Ding-dong-"

Su Cimu's phone chimed. After reading the message Shen Yannian had sent him, he said to Jing Yiheng:

"My fiancé's here to pick me up. I'm heading home. See you tomorrow!"

"Hey, hey, hey, your fiancé's here to pick you up? Can I sneak a look at him?"

"Why sneak? If you want to meet him, I'll take you over now. It's not like Shen Yannian is someone I'd be embarrassed to introduce. Come on!"

Su Cimu draped an arm around Jing Yiheng's shoulders and headed out of the school.

Shen Yannian had the driver park in the usual spot so Su Cimu could find him as soon as he came through the school gates.

But today, when he looked out the car window, he saw Su Cimu with an arm around another boy's shoulders, looking very close.

Shen Yannian's brows knitted tightly, and his expression instantly turned icy.

Su Cimu brought Jing Yiheng over to the car window, then pointed at Shen Yannian and turned his head toward Jing Yiheng:

"Here, this is my fiancé, Shen Yannian. Shen Yannian, this is my former roommate, Jing Yiheng. He's also a good friend of mine."

When Shen Yannian heard Su Cimu introduce him to someone else as his fiancé, his displeasure vanished instantly, and his expression softened considerably.

"Hello. I'm sweetheart's fiancé."

Shen Yannian opened the car door, stepped out, and greeted Jing Yiheng.

Overwhelmed by the attention, Jing Yiheng hurriedly reached out to shake his hand.

"Hello, sir. I'm Jing Yiheng, Su Cimu's friend."

Su Cimu really hadn't lied to him. Shen Yannian really was someone he could be prouder to introduce than Shen Kezhou. He looked steady and dependable, and more importantly, he called Su Cimu "sweetheart"??

What part of Su Cimu had anything to do with that word?

"Sweetheart, does your friend live on campus, or is he going home? Should we give him a ride?"

Shen Yannian looked at Su Cimu and asked.

"No, no, no, there's no need. I live in the dorms, so I don't need a ride. Su Cimu, go on home with your fiancé. See you tomorrow!"

Jing Yiheng hastily waved his hands, declining Shen Yannian's kindness. How could he possibly accept a "ride" from a big shot in Beijing's elite circles?

"Okay, then. Hurry back to your dorm. See you tomorrow."

After waving goodbye to Jing Yiheng, Su Cimu got into the car with Shen Yannian.

"Are you and Jing Yiheng very close?"

"Yeah. I lived on campus during the first semester of freshman year. He was one of my roommates, and the one I was closest to."

Su Cimu didn't think much of it. Since Shen Yannian had asked, he answered him directly.

"What about your other roommates? Did you not get along?"

Shen Yannian keenly picked up on another implication in Su Cimu's words and continued asking.

"The other two are both dumbasses. They're not worth mentioning. Just bringing them up makes me feel jinxed. You're not allowed to ask about them either. I don't want to talk about it."

Seeing how averse he was, Shen Yannian didn't pursue the subject and instead returned to his initial question:

"Do you usually walk around with your arm over his shoulders like that?"

"Of... hmm? What do you mean?"

Su Cimu had been about to say "Of course," but then keenly noticed the meaning behind Shen Yannian's question and asked one of his own.

"Sweetheart, you're a taken man now. When you walk with him in the future, you can't be that intimate. I'll get jealous."

Shen Yannian made no attempt to hide his jealousy, telling Su Cimu outright how serious the issue was.

"We're both guys. There's nothing..."

"Sweetheart, I'm a man too, but we can do the most intimate things in bed. Are you sure you want to use gender as your reason?"

At Shen Yannian's words, the tips of Su Cimu's ears first reddened, and then he did feel that his reasoning didn't hold water.

"Then I'll try to control myself. You can't expect me to change all at once. It's going to take time."

Since Su Cimu was willing to give ground, Shen Yannian naturally wouldn't make any absolute demands right away.

"Of course. As long as you understand that, sweetheart, you can slowly correct this bad habit."

Shen Yannian's lips curved into a smile, his gaze on Su Cimu growing ever more tender and doting.

The school was very close to Su Cimu's apartment, only a five-minute drive away. Shen Yannian had the driver help carry his suitcase up to Su Cimu's apartment, then sent the driver away.

Visiting Su Cimu's apartment for the first time, Shen Yannian had rather mixed feelings. This was the first time he had moved into someone else's territory.

"Just put your clothes in the wardrobe. I don't have many clothes, so there should be enough room for your suits, shirts, and things."

Su Cimu led Shen Yannian into his bedroom and pointed at the wardrobe, which was more than half empty.

At the sight, Shen Yannian couldn't help frowning:

"Why do you have so few clothes? Didn't you bring over the ones the butler bought for you?"

"No. I keep a pretty low profile at school. Two or three changes of clothes are enough. The clothes you had the butler buy me are all too extravagant. I think they're a bit ostentatious for school."

Although Su Cimu had a rather flamboyant personality, he kept a very low profile when it came to what he wore.

Shen Yannian realized he had overlooked that. As a student, Su Cimu really shouldn't be too conspicuous on campus.

"That was an oversight on my part. I'll have the butler buy you some more casual clothes without logos another day."

"Sure, but don't buy too many, or they won't fit in the wardrobe."

Su Cimu had seen Shen Yannian's wardrobe, which held all kinds of clothes. If he had too many clothes himself, there would be no room for Shen Yannian's.