Gu Xiao had no engagement!

Fu Rong had given him far too much information.

Gu Yun looked at him suspiciously, even forgetting what he had been about to do.

"What do you mean?"

Fu Rong took off his hat, letting his hair spill down, and tilted his head. "I don't mean anything, Gu Yun. We haven't seen each other in so long, and the first thing you do is try to stab me. How heartbreaking."

As he spoke, Fu Rong's expression remained composed.

Yet his tone carried a hint of plaintive resentment.

As though Gu Yun really had done something to wrong him.

Gu Yun clenched his teeth and forced out a smile. "Fine, I can treat you to a meal."

Gu Yun had no desire whatsoever to know why Fu Rong knew he was still here.

After all, even Gu Xiao didn't know-

Or rather, his brother didn't care where he went.

When he had escaped from Gu Xiao's basement that day, he had captured some interesting things on camera.

That bargaining chip was enough to buy him a period of safety.

After leaving, he hadn't gone anywhere else. Instead, he had secretly returned to the sanatorium.

The sanatorium covered a large area. Finding a suitable hiding place wasn't difficult.

As long as he had enough water and food, he didn't care.

His pink hair just needed its color touched up.

Fu Rong certainly had the patience to look for him.

Gu Yun wasn't touched in the slightest.

"Sure," Fu Rong asked. "So, what are you treating me to?"

Half an hour later, Gu Yun brought out several different flavors of-instant noodles.

"Pick two," Gu Yun said calmly. "I spent ten whole minutes finding four completely different flavors. I hope you don't have OCD."

Fu Rong: "..."

He gave Gu Yun a strange look.

Fu Rong had always known he himself had mental problems. Now it seemed Gu Yun was pretty sick too.

"Hello," Fu Rong said coldly. "I'm a member of the Fu Family."

Gu Yun nodded. "Yes, I know. What about it? Members of the Fu Family can't eat this kind of food?"

He sneered. "Eat it or don't."

In truth, it wasn't as though Fu Rong had never eaten instant noodles.

During those days without a glimmer of daylight, he had lived on instant noodles every day-

Instant noodles made him sick.

"Are you poor?" Fu Rong continued asking. "Why are you eating this?"

Gu Yun smiled. "Yes, I'm very poor. All I can afford now is instant noodles."

Naturally, he was deliberately trying to disgust Fu Rong. He also knew what "instant noodles" meant to him.

"If you're really poor, I don't think you should eat instant noodles." Fu Rong picked up the plastic fork, bent it lightly, and forked up a few noodles. He put them in his mouth and chewed for a moment before saying, "Instant noodles aren't cheap. I'd suggest buying dried noodles."

Gu Yun: "...Fine."

Judging by Fu Rong's expression, he couldn't tell whether he was doing it on purpose.

Only after finishing two cups of instant noodles did Fu Rong say calmly, "Well, I'll be leaving now. Of course, I won't tell Gu Xiao you're here."

Gu Yun tensed, but didn't let it show. "You think you'll be able to see him?"

"Of course." Fu Rong gathered his hair back up and tucked it into his hat. "Just now, they invited me to dinner."

Gu Yun's pupils shook. "Why?"

"Probably because I'm Gu Xiao's fiancé."

Those words nearly made Gu Yun want to kill him again.

But-

Gu Yun forced himself to hold back. He wasn't as fast as Fu Rong.

But that was all right. It was impossible for Fu Rong to do anything to Gu Xiao, either.

With spiritual power alone, Gu Xiao could keep Fu Rong firmly suppressed.

Fu Rong paid no heed to the malice coming from Gu Yun behind him.

He pulled his trench coat tight, slipped his hands into his pockets, and lowered his hat. Soon, he disappeared from Gu Yun's sight.

T-C.

Staring in the sole direction of the entrance, Feng Ji was starting to grow irritable.

"A-Xiao, just who does this young master of the Fu Family think he is? Does he think he's still an omega, making other alphas wait for him?"

Gu Xiao motioned for the waiter to pour Feng Ji a glass of sweet wine.

"It's only been ten minutes. Why get so angry?"

Feng Ji looked at Gu Xiao uncertainly. "A-Xiao, don't tell me you really..."

"Fu Rong's here."

At Ji Chuan's words, Feng Ji looked over.

What came into view was a tall... long-haired beauty.

Feng Ji: "?"

This was Fu Rong?

Was this a joke?!

Even when Fu Rong had been an omega, he had been a male omega. This person before them, brimming with feminine features from head to toe, was... Fu Rong?!

"Sorry for the wait." Fu Rong gave them a sweet smile. "I'll drink three glasses as a penalty. Is that all right?"

A long red dress outlined the newcomer's perfect figure.

His delicate little face suited light makeup and heavy makeup alike, and the beauty mark at the corner of his eye had been darkened.

A head of curls fell loosely down his back, swaying gracefully.

If it hadn't been for that face looking exactly like Fu Rong's, and their knowing Fu Rong had no twin sister.

None of them would have guessed that the person before them was Fu Rong.

Gu Xiao glanced him over. This person was even more interesting than he had imagined.

Gu Xiao raised his glass to Fu Rong. "How could three be enough? Since you're late, you should drink three to each of us. Nine glasses. Drink up."

Gu Xiao had little reaction to Fu Rong's attire.

All he knew was that, since Fu Rong was late, his punishment should follow Gu Xiao's rules.

Now that he knew Fu Rong's actual sex, Gu Xiao had no interest whatsoever in the man's current attire.

He merely thought that Fu Rong did indeed have a gender identity disorder.

Gu Xiao's reaction made Fu Rong's expression stiffen for an instant.

Appearing like this hadn't managed to stir even a little of Gu Xiao's interest...

And Gu Xiao didn't remember him at all!

"Young Master Gu, treating me like this will hurt my feelings," Fu Rong said plaintively. "After all, I'm your fiancé, aren't I?"

Gu Xiao tugged at the corner of his mouth and scoffed. "Young Master Fu, what do you mean by that? We've already broken off our engagement."

Fu Rong's expression didn't change. "You can still call me 'young master' when I look like this?"

Gu Xiao looked at him oddly. "What else should I call you? A cross-dressing fetishist?"

"Pfft." Feng Ji couldn't help laughing. "A-Xiao, you're hilarious. Miss, are you really Young Master Fu? Somehow, you don't seem like him."

He had thought A-Xiao would regard this fiancé differently. Clearly, he had been overthinking it.

A-Xiao looked down on everyone equally.

That was pretty good.

Fu Rong didn't turn his gaze toward Feng Ji, continuing to look at Gu Xiao instead. "Since our families arranged our marriage, how am I not your fiancé?"

Gu Xiao's tone was cold. "So you think putting on some inexplicable livestream could change the fact that our engagement was broken off. Allow me to inform you: after you differentiated into an alpha, our engagement automatically became invalid."

At those words, Fu Rong's expression changed.

"What do you mean?"

Gu Xiao remained unruffled. "Don't you know what I mean? If you keep calling yourself my fiancé, I'll sue you for defamation."

Fu Rong's expression turned cold on the spot.

"What do you mean by that, Young Master Gu? I don't understand."

Even Feng Ji couldn't help rolling his eyes. "Young Master Fu, what's so hard to understand? The engagement between you and our A-Xiao is no longer valid."

Fu Rong, who had thought he had everything under control, felt viciousness churning inside him.

Pietro had misled him!

He had been careless.

The Gu Family and the Fu Family must have started working on breaking off the engagement after he differentiated into an alpha.

All that talk of having him go there to break off the engagement to slap the Gu Family in the face...

They had only wanted him to apologize to Gu Xiao in person!

Such an obvious fact, and he hadn't noticed.

Gu Xiao, meanwhile, looked at Fu Rong with considerable puzzlement. He had originally found this person quite interesting.

Now, it seemed he really was the foil to the universally adored protagonist-a little stupid.

Though he was still somewhat mysterious, there wasn't much to it.

"So what?" Fu Rong pulled off the curls, letting his long hair spill down. "Gu Xiao, you promised to marry me before."

The moment Fu Rong finished speaking, not only Feng Ji's expression changed, but Gu Xiao's did too.

However, Gu Xiao recalled the personality of this person, "Gu Xiao"-

He said calmly, "Impossible."

"How is it impossible?" Fu Rong said coldly. "When we performed Cinderella in kindergarten, you said you would marry me."

Feng Ji: "?"

Ji Chuan: "..."

Gu Xiao: "...Young Master Fu, if you're sick in the head, go to a psychiatric hospital."

Fu Rong knew he was sick in the head, but he was currently in a good mental state.

A little warmth entered his cold expression. "Gu Xiao, you're not going to break your word, are you?"

As he spoke, he picked up his wineglass, a smile playing at his lips. "I'll finish these ten glasses, because I keep my word."

Gu Xiao and the others watched coldly as the man before them, wearing delicate, exquisite makeup, finished glass after glass-finished them, finished several glasses of wine without a single pause.

"Gu Xiao." A hint of drunkenness entered Fu Rong's eyes. "I'll make you agree to marry me."

After saying those words, Fu Rong swayed away on his slender high heels.

Gu Xiao watched that retreating figure coldly, his gaze shifting downward.

Fu Huai noticed his gaze and frowned. "A-Xiao, what are you looking at?"

Gu Xiao remained cold. "Nothing."

He was merely wondering why, wearing shoes that high, Fu Rong hadn't fallen to his death.