Therefore, we cannot consider it a breakup.
Jiang Qingye was amused by the logic of his statement. The corners of his lips curved for less than two seconds before he reached out and pinched the boy's chin, his voice colder than the wind outside.
" Luo Hang, how could you be so shameless?"
As Jiang Qingye said this, he leaned slightly forward, getting very close to Luo Hang.
He stared into the man's eyes, those deep-set, almond-shaped eyes that always seemed to hold a hint of affection when they looked at others. But when they looked at him, their eyes were cold and distant, as if they had never felt any affection for him.
"I'm just a jerk," he admitted nonchalantly, finally reaching out to grab the man's tie and pressing his lips against his.
Luo Hang's breathing was heavy, and his lips were trembling slightly.
Jiang Qingye's long eyebrows furrowed rapidly, but in the end, for reasons unknown, she didn't push him away.
He quietly maintained that posture.
Luo Hang would also seize any opportunity to stick out the tip of his tongue.
His kiss was somewhat hasty; he held Jiang Qingye's lips in his mouth and finally probed inside.
Just a year ago, he was an Alpha who would blush if he held hands with someone.
Jiang Qingye opened her eyes.
When Luo Hang kisses someone, he is always nervous and careful, so he always closes his eyes reverently.
This time was no surprise.
Jiang Qingye's mind wasn't on the kiss at all; he let Luo Hang do as he pleased, but his gaze remained fixed on Luo Hang's cheek.
She's lost a lot of weight.
To look good on camera, you need to be thinner than your normal weight. Luo Hang was already very thin before. Even though he was an Alpha, his ankles were so thin that they couldn't even hold his pants up. His thighs were the same; Jiang Qingye could easily grab them and lift them up with one hand.
Jiang Qingye's apple bobbed, and just as he was about to say something, the office door was suddenly pushed open.
His eyelids twitched slightly, and he quickly ended the kiss. As their lips parted, an intimate, wet sound rang out.
Luo Hang's beautiful eyes were filled with tears. He seemed not to have heard the door open. Just as he was about to speak in confusion, someone suddenly pressed his head down and shoved him under the desk.
"Aaaaaah!!!"
A sound of utter shock came from the office doorway.
The little pink-haired girl stared dumbfounded at Jiang Qingye, whose lips were an unnaturally red, as she held a cup of almost-cooked green tea.
"You... you... you actually..."
Upon hearing that familiar voice, Luo Hang disregarded everything else and crawled out from under his desk. After recognizing Jiang Nan, his eyes narrowed involuntarily.
Jiang Nan, unlike her usual meticulously dressed appearance before the show, was now wearing a pair of green frog slippers and a black hoodie with drawstrings that were wobbly, one hanging down her back and the other in front. Her pink hair was a mess, as if it had been bombed.
Most importantly, he was also holding a cup in his hand.
Thinking of a certain possibility, Luo Hang's expression suddenly changed, and his beautiful eyes suddenly turned red.
Jiang Nan wasn't much better off than him, and her mouth unconsciously widened again, "Luo Luo Luo..."
It's truly pitiful; Little Immortal Nan hasn't uttered a single complete sentence in these past few minutes.
Luo Hang turned to look at Jiang Qingye. The man raised an eyebrow slightly, casually straightening his tie that Luo Hang had just messed up, and asked, "Why are you looking at me?"
Luo Hang raised his hand and rubbed his sore nose hard with the back of his hand. His eyes were like red agate, crystal clear, yet filled with a pitiful red.
He has always been a very tough person and rarely sheds tears in front of others, but at this moment, he couldn't hold back anymore.
Tears streamed down her face, like large, round pearls, as she asked, "You... you said you weren't married? Then why is he here?"
Jiang Nan: "..."
He glanced down at the tea in his cup, then brought it to his lips and took a sip.
Tsk.
It smells so good and tastes so delicious.
After finishing his drink, he watched with amusement as he looked at the two people in the distance whose lips were abnormally red.
They even kissed! How embarrassing!
Jiang Qingye loosened his tie, his expression no longer as casual as before. He put down his tie, his expression becoming somewhat serious. "Why are you crying?"
Luo Hang sniffed lightly, "I didn't cry."
His gaze was fixed on Jiang Qingye, his peach blossom eyes filled with indifference. He was wearing a pure black suit, and his tall figure was perfectly suited to the suit. The handmade suit was tailor-made, which accentuated the man's broad shoulders and narrow waist. His face was both charming and amorous.
Luo Hang said, "I've figured it out."
Jiang Qingye chuckled lightly, "What have you figured out?"
Luo Hang said, "You're my sugar daddy, and I'm just your mistress, not in a romantic relationship, so I can't control how many people are around you."
With just a few words, Jiang Qingye understood.
This person may have misunderstood his relationship with Jiang Nan.
Just as he was about to explain, Luo Hang suddenly added, "I didn't mean to interfere in your life, I just wanted to ask you, could you please not abandon me? I'll be obedient."
Luo Hang is, after all, an Alpha. He's not good at acting cute, and he doesn't have that kind of affected, money-grubbing voice like Jiang Nan. His voice is cold and clear, and he always seems to be criticizing others when he speaks.
But that statement was just too sincere.
Jiang Qingye remained silent for a full minute.
The man's Adam's apple bobbed noticeably; he didn't know what to say for a moment, and finally remained silent.
A small, husky voice chimed in, "What do you mean? Brother Luo Hang, do you like him?"
After Jiang Nan finished speaking, she pointed at Jiang Qingye with her finger.
Seeing his impolite manner, Luo Hang lowered his eyelashes and remained silent.
He had been following Jiang Qingye for almost a year. Jiang Qingye was one of the most prestigious princes in the capital, and no one had ever dared to point a finger at him.
Even during the months when Luo Hang was pampered and loved by Jiang Qingye, he didn't dare to be so lawless.
How much pampering must they have to dare to be so lawless?
Luo Hang dared not think about it, and felt a little short of breath.
"You little brat," Jiang Qingye glanced at Jiang Nan, "Take your hand back and get out of here with this cup of coffee."
Jiang Nan: "... This isn't coffee, it's green tea I brewed for you."
Then he turned to look at Luo Hang: "How about I take you to the hospital to get your eyes checked? You're unlucky to have fallen for such an ordinary guy."
Luo Hang and Jiang Nan exchanged a glance, then cautiously asked, "What's your relationship with him?"
It doesn't look like a relationship between a lover and a sugar daddy.
He carefully recalled the two people's names; they both had the surname Jiang. However, Jiang Nan was too poor; during the boy group audition, he had to borrow money from him to go out for meals.
At that time, in order to cultivate his image as a gentle captain, Luo Hang held back his anger and lent it to him.
As he borrowed more and more, the equation " Jiang Nan = penniless ghost" became deeply ingrained in Luo Hang's mind.
Therefore, he never considered Jiang Nan and Jiang Qingye as brothers.
After all, there are so many people in this world with the surname Jiang.
"What else could it be?" Jiang Nan waved her hand and sighed, "It's the relationship between a pet and its owner."