SDVPP Chapter 47

The succession ceremony of the Fang family ultimately ended in a nearly ridiculous manner.

Chi Han stood at the entrance of the ancient street, his face full of sighs.

Although the scumbag attacker was indeed quite disgusting, this Old Master Fang wasn’t exactly a normal person either.

No matter how foolish Fang Jingluo was, he couldn’t be made to kneel in public, right?

And it was in front of so many people, no less.

“Tsk tsk tsk.”

Rong Xu glanced over from the side. Upon seeing the expression on Chi Han’s face, he said somewhat amusedly:

“What’s wrong?”

Chi Han, full of emotion, said: “Nothing. It’s just that being born into the Fang family seems pretty miserable.”

Upon hearing this, Rong Xu’s expression instantly turned cold. His pitch-black eyes looked at Chi Han. After a moment, he suddenly said:

“You sympathize with Fang Jingluo?”

His face remained normal, but his fingers unconsciously clenched the armrest.

Back then, Chi Han’s willingness to get close to him was probably also out of sympathy and pity.

No matter how much he used to hate these two words, now he felt somewhat grateful.

But Rong Xu had been so focused on revenge that only just now did he suddenly awaken to this realization.

What if… Chi Han had also developed pity for Fang Jingluo?

The mere thought that the other person might steal Chi Han’s attention made the fire in Rong Xu’s heart burn uncontrollably.

Hearing this, Chi Han rubbed the tip of his nose and thought for a moment before saying, “Sympathy isn’t really the right word… I just think these people are pretty bizarre.”

At that moment, the driver parked the car. Chi Han opened the door, bent down, and shielded Rong Xu’s head with his hand, carefully studying the expression on his face.

Rong Xu seemed a bit unhappy?

The way Old Master Fang had treated Fang Jingluo just now probably reminded him of his own experiences.

If even the legitimate descendants of the Fang family were like this, let alone someone like Rong Xu, an unloved, incomplete person.

Chi Han’s heart sank, a dense wave of pain flooding through him.

He looked out the car window, his tone light and deliberately trying to change the subject:

“Rong Xu, let’s head to the hot spring town now. I’ve already booked a room. I heard they have all kinds of leisure activities. I want to try them all!”

Hearing this, Rong Xu withdrew his heavy gaze.

He looked at Chi Han’s bright profile. After a moment, as if nothing had happened, he lightly nodded and curled the corners of his lips with a hint of affection: “Alright.”

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Along the way, the two deliberately avoided the topic of Fang Jingluo.

Chi Han was afraid Rong Xu would get upset hearing it, while Rong Xu didn’t want Chi Han’s attention to be diverted by even a fraction.

It was the holiday season, and the weather wasn’t too hot. Even a pricey place like the hot spring town was fully booked.

The driver helped carry their belongings into the room and then left.

Rong Xu had a cleanliness obsession; he never used things from outside, so all his daily necessities were brought from home.

The room they booked was the largest suite, composed of one big room and one smaller room, with the smaller room located right in the center of the big one.

Chi Han neatly placed Rong Xu’s belongings inside the cabinet in the smaller room before going to arrange his own things.

The room was fully equipped—there was a mini fridge, a washing machine, and even a karaoke machine. The walls were stuffed with soundproofing material, so no sound could escape at all.

There was no denying that expensive had its reasons.

There was even a small private hot spring set up inside the room.

Chi Han had never soaked in a hot spring before. He reached out to test the water temperature. After a short while, his fingertips started to redden slightly.

Steam curled upward.

“Rong Xu, why don’t you come down and have some fun now?”

Chi Han stirred the surface of the water and smiled as he turned to speak.

Rong Xu’s gaze swept over the water’s surface, finally resting from Chi Han’s neck down to the boy’s waist and hips.

Faintly, a bit of pale skin could be seen.

The boy’s body lacked the height and breadth of an adult, carrying a uniquely slender and thin frame, especially that waistline, which stirred many improper thoughts.

Rong Xu’s throat rolled; he half-lowered his eyes and his thumb harshly rubbed the armrest of the wheelchair.

He wondered what it would feel like if his hand were placed there.

But just thinking about it almost ignited the fire in his heart.

Chi Han had only been half-joking to begin with, so when Rong Xu didn’t respond, he didn’t get upset.

Before coming, he had already done some research. In here, the usual process was to have a masseur first work on your meridians, loosening all the muscles in your body, and then soak in the hot spring afterward.

It was said to be the most effective that way.

Besides… it was already seven in the evening. No way they could go into the water on an empty stomach, right?

After everything was tidied up, Chi Han took Rong Xu to the restaurant.

To help guests relax, the place provided uniform, loose-fitting bathrobes—comfortable in material and designed not to be revealing.

Because they were brand new, Rong Xu was only barely willing to wear one.

When it came time to change clothes, he absolutely refused to let Chi Han come in. Considering his mood, Chi Han didn’t push the issue.

Leaning back in the chair, Rong Xu slowly exhaled. The real reason he didn’t want Chi Han inside was because he was afraid the other would notice the slight reaction he was having.

Even more than that, he was afraid Chi Han would see his crippled legs.

If possible, he wanted to wait until he could stand before letting Chi Han see those ugly legs of his.

The restaurant was divided into a main hall and private rooms.

Guests who liked lively atmospheres could dine in the hall, while those who preferred solitude could choose a private room.

Chi Han thought it over and decided on a private room.

There were too many people outside. While it wouldn’t get rowdy, after seeing so many people at the Fang family estate all day, what he really wanted now was to share a quiet meal with Rong Xu.

The dishes they ordered were served one after another, and they tasted excellent. Chi Han ate until his belly was round. On a whim, he even split half a pot of bamboo-leaf wine with Rong Xu.

The bamboo-leaf wine provided by the establishment had a low alcohol content, but its aftereffects lingered long.

Chi Han leaned back on the couch, eyes half-closed and head tilted up, looking as if he was about to fall asleep.

“Chi Han?”

Rong Xu put down his chopsticks and asked the staff to clear the dishes. He reached out to touch Chi Han’s forehead, as if checking whether he was drunk.

Chi Han let him touch. After a moment, he closed his eyes and smiled: “I’m not drunk.”

That smile, tinged with the warmth of alcohol, was breathtakingly beautiful.

Rong Xu’s breath caught, and the hand he had placed on Chi Han’s forehead trembled slightly.

The hand resting on his forehead was cool to the touch. Chi Han leaned into it comfortably, saying, “Why isn’t the masseur I booked here yet? What time is it?”

Rong Xu gently coaxed, “You’re drunk. How about I take you back to sleep?”

That voice was too soft, too tender. Chi Han instinctively nodded, but midway through, as if realizing something, he suddenly lifted his head again.

With a firm and clear voice, he declared, “No! It cost several thousand for one night!”

Rong Xu: “…………”

Not long after, the masseur arrived carrying a small case.

There were already two soft couches in the private room. The masseur briefly introduced himself and then opened the small case, revealing his massage tools inside.

Chi Han was half-kneeling on the couch, very cooperatively beginning to take off his bathrobe. Although his mind was working a bit slowly at the moment, his awareness was still perfectly clear.

After all, for an essential oil massage, you had to take your clothes off, right?

Rong Xu stared at Chi Han, who was now down to just his underwear in an instant. His face flushed first, then his expression immediately darkened.

“Put it back on!”

Chi Han was tugging at his underwear, trying to pull it down. With a stubborn look, he struggled and said, “How can you do a massage if you don’t take it off?!”

Rong Xu took a deep breath, yanked the bathrobe that had been tossed aside, and wrapped it around him. Then he turned to the masseur and said coldly, “You can leave now.”

Chi Han watched helplessly as the masseur left, so angry he started kicking his legs. His long, slender legs kept swinging right in front of Rong Xu’s eyes—more than once, Rong Xu nearly caught a glimpse of something he absolutely shouldn’t see.

Drunk people were impossible to deal with. Chi Han insisted on calling the masseur back.

Rong Xu couldn’t take it anymore. He grabbed Chi Han’s flailing ankle, gritted his teeth, and said each word with force: “Lie down. I’ll do the massage!”

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