Absolute possession: This brother stands in the way of love

Forest blue.

The lights flickered and the atmosphere was tipsy.

Yang Feiyang put one hand on Jian Shaoyang's shoulder and touched Jian Shaoyang's glass with his other hand, saying earnestly, "You spoil him too much, so he doesn't take you seriously. If you leave him alone for two days, he will definitely get nervous and come close to you."

Jian Shaoyang didn't say anything. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip of the wine. The wine rippled slightly in his mouth, bringing a hint of bitterness.

Yang Feiyang: "Really, that's how my little lover behaves. As long as I ignore him, he will come to me with tears and snot."

Jian Shaoyang lazily leaned on the sofa, raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, his voice was low and hoarse, revealing a little fatigue, "He is different from your little lovers, he won't take the initiative."

Yang Feiyang continued to persuade: "Just trust me, leave him alone for two days, don't answer his calls, and don't reply to his messages."

Yang Feiyu also sat over and rubbed against Jian Shaoyang, "Brother Shaoyang, what happened between you and Senior Bai Yu?"

Jian Shaoyang glanced at him sideways without leaving a trace.

Yang Feiyu was a little embarrassed, smiled, and said quickly: "Brother Shaoyang, I entered your house without your consent that day. I apologize to you and I will drink three cups as a punishment."

As he said this, he quickly picked up the wine glass and drank three glasses of wine in one breath, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere.

Ever since he was nearly gouged out of the eyes by Jian Shaoyang in Qingyuexuan last time, he knew that Jian Shaoyang was crazy and cruel and should not be offended easily.

Now Jian Ziqing is preparing for a marriage with the Situ family, and offending Jian Shaoyang would basically block his way into the wealthy circle.

Yang Feiyang stared at Yang Feiyu with a hint of contempt on his lips. He knew very well that his stepmother was a mistress and the son she gave birth to was of the same character.

He was sure that his stepmother had whispered a lot of things in his father's ear. Otherwise, his father wouldn't have kept telling him to take the kid with him to meet Jian Shaoyang more often. If he didn't, the kid would go and complain, which was very annoying.

However, Yang Feiyang could understand his stepmother's desire to let her son get close to Jian Shaoyang. Jian Shaoyang was a wealthy man with a lot of money. He could give away luxury cars and watches whenever he wanted. A few days ago, Jian Shaoyang seemed to have given Fu Zihua a Cayenne.

Yang Feiyang didn't want his relationship with Jian Shaoyang to be affected by Yang Feiyu, so he quickly mediated: "Mr. Jian, please give me some face and don't bother with Feiyu. He is ignorant."

Jian Shaoyang's face remained stern, like an iceberg without any temperature, and it was impossible to guess what he was thinking. He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said calmly, "Okay, let him pick a girl in the box..."

As he spoke, he pointed casually towards the center of the room, "Just stand there and kiss in public, and maybe I'll consider not bothering with him."

Yang Feiyang was secretly shocked. Yang Feiyu was a homosexual, and asking him to kiss a girl was undoubtedly a huge humiliation.

Moreover, when everyone knows Yang Feiyu’s sexual orientation, which girl would be willing to cooperate?

He turned to look at Yang Feiyu, only to see that Yang Feiyu's face turned pale in an instant, his eyes full of fear and resistance.

Yang Feiyu grabbed Jian Shaoyang's hand and begged, "Brother Shaoyang, you obviously know that I like you, why do you treat me like this? I can't do this with girls..."

Jian Shaoyang had a wicked smile on his face, "Can't you do it?"

Yang Feiyu pursed his lips and nodded aggrievedly, "Yeah."

Jian Shaoyang raised his hand, and his two fingers with distinct joints gently hooked in one direction. A girl with a seductive figure walked over swayingly, and her hands naturally rested on Jian Shaoyang's shoulders.

The girl said in a seductive voice, "Mr. Jian."

The girl's perfume was a bit pungent. Jian Shaoyang frowned and said coldly, "You come and teach him how to kiss a girl."

When the girl heard this, she was slightly startled. Then her eyes moved and looked Yang Feiyu up and down, thinking to herself: Isn't this a homosexual?

However, she also roughly understood Jian Shaoyang's evil intentions.

So, she raised a faint smile at the corner of her mouth, took Yang Feiyu's hand with a charming smile, and said coquettishly: "Come with me, handsome boy."

Yang Feiyang, who was sitting on the side, did not intend to continue to smooth things over for Yang Feiyu. He leaned back on the sofa, looking relaxed and contented as he watched the show. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, with a gloating smile on his face, he thought to himself: Boy, do you think Jian Shaoyang is a good person?

"Wow--"

All of a sudden, there was a loud noise in the box.

Yang Feiyu and the girl were seen hugging each other tightly and kissing passionately in the middle of the box. They were surrounded by the crowd and became the focus of the whole audience.

A group of boys screamed as if they were injected with stimulants. Some of them raised their hands above their heads and clapped their hands hard, while also cheering loudly.

"Haha! This kid is going to faint from the kiss!"

Several girls with delicate makeup leaned against each other, their eyes sparkling with curiosity and gossip. They talked quietly and laughed like silver bells from time to time, "You can imagine how uncomfortable he must be feeling right now, but this scene is quite exciting."

Yang Feiyu's face was pale, and his lips were pressed tightly against the girl's. It was a feeling he had never experienced before and which he extremely hated.

Fu Zihua and a racing driver in the circle were drinking happily and were also attracted by the sudden noise.

He looked curiously in the direction of the noise, walked towards Yang Feiyang, and asked loudly: "What's going on?"

Yang Feiyang raised his chin slightly and pointed at Jian Shaoyang.

Fu Zihua immediately understood what he meant and said with a smile, "When did this kid offend our Master Jian?"

Yang Feiyang shrugged.

Jian Shaoyang glanced in the direction of the noise with boredom, then turned to ask Fu Zihua, "Why hasn't Kang Ming arrived yet?"

Fu Zihua: "He arrived late. He said he was busy with group work and needed to finish the report in the next two days."

Jian Shaoyang frowned, "What a crappy major! They always ask for group work!"

As he was speaking, Jian Shaoyang's cell phone on the table lit up. It was a call from Bai Yu.

Jian Shaoyang stared at the phone on the table for a few seconds. Just as he was about to reach out to take the phone, Yang Feiyang suddenly held his hand.

"Trust me, let it dry for two days." Yang Feiyang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, looking very confident.

Jian Shaoyang thought for two seconds, and the hand that was originally intended to hold the phone instead grabbed the wine glass, then tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp.

He stared blankly at the word "wife" on the screen of his mobile phone. The phone vibrated for a long time before it went off. He felt inexplicably upset.

After two days of drying, will Bai Yu really get nervous and take him seriously?

Yang Feiyu returned to sit next to Jian Shaoyang, his eyes hurt, "Brother Shaoyang, can you forgive me?"

Jian Shaoyang smiled contemptuously and handed Yang Feiyu a glass of wine, "Drink."

The mobile phone on the table lit up again, and the word "wife" was particularly dazzling in Yang Feiyu's eyes.

The next second, Jian Shaoyang reached out and turned off the screen.

Yang Feiyu was a little surprised, "Brother Shaoyang, you don't want to answer it?"

"No."

Yang Feiyu happily moved his position closer to Jian Shaoyang, and naturally took the wine bottle and poured wine into Jian Shaoyang's glass.