Mr. He, Stop Acting Out, Your Wife Has Run Away

Rugged, domineering top vs. money-grubbing, worldly bottom with starry eyes

The first time they met, Ye Huaiqing was delivering takeout when he accidentally rear-ended the “B” with wings in front of him.

He Zhilian got out, his face dark with anger, ready to give him a piece of his mind, but then the boy waved his hands in a panic. “A-ba, a-ba.”

He Zhilian: “You're mute?”

Ye Huaiqing nodded eagerly. “A-ba, a-ba.”

The next time they met, He Zhilian was leaning against the railing on the second floor of a bar, casually glancing down. In the middle of the dance floor, a slender, fair-skinned boy was dancing provocatively against a pole.

His dancing was irresistible. His round, bright eyes were lined to look long and narrow, their outer corners tilted up. His little mouth opened and closed, and his words sent the crowd cheering and throwing money at him like mad.

But why did that face look more and more familiar?

He Zhilian silently ground his teeth. “Little liar!”

Later, he cornered the boy in a restaurant restroom. “Stay with me.”

Ye Huaiqing: “...Why?”

He Zhilian: “I have money.”

Ye Huaiqing: “It's not about money. I mainly like you as a person.”

But the truth hidden beneath his lies never made it out of Ye Huaiqing's mouth. He disappeared...

Five years later, at a yacht party, a waiter carrying a tray of drinks walked by. He Zhilian's pupils contracted. This time, he didn't hesitate.

He hoisted Ye Huaiqing over his shoulder, carried him into a room, and tossed him onto the bed in one fluid motion.

“Go on, run,” he said, leaning over him, his voice low and hoarse. “Run again, and I'll break your legs.”

Ye Huaiqing struggled and shouted, “Let go of me! My son is home alone!”

He Zhilian froze, his eyes instantly dimming. So... he'd already gotten married and had a child...