Chapter 124: The Cold, Crazy School Idol x Spoiled, Clingy Little Brat 32
Li Chuan sized up Mu Jianian’s reaction, then sneered sarcastically:
“Speaking of which, we still don’t know why you left without saying goodbye.”
“You said you wouldn’t take the exam, and you didn’t. You said you were dropping out, and you did.”
“A man without responsibility is truly carefree.”
“President Mu is just President Mu. With your power, you can do whatever you want.”
“You wanted to date our Luo Luo, so you did. When outsiders found out you were gay, you just ran off without a word.”
“What? Did being gay embarrass you? Was this relationship forced on you with a knife to your throat?”
“I used to think you were quite impressive. I admired how you managed to be independent and self-reliant despite your family situation.”
“Now it seems that self-reliance might not be true, but selfishness certainly is!”
Li Chuan grew angrier with each word, clenching his fists, then slowly relaxing them.
He glared at Mu Jianian, spitting out each word:
“You goddamn scumbag!”
Mu Jianian’s throat tightened.
A thousand emotions surged within him, but he couldn’t voice them. He couldn’t even defend himself.
He gripped his cup, motionless, like a statue.
After a long moment, his long, straight lashes finally lifted, his voice hoarse.
“That night, I overheard him talking to his father…”
Li Chuan sneered. “So what?”
“So you didn’t even bother to ask Luo Luo and just sentenced him to death?”
Mu Jianian’s fingers tightened and loosened around his cup.
“He said he was just curious about homosexuality, just playing around…”
“What else could he say!” Li Chuan slammed his fist on the table in anger. “His father wanted him to drop out of school with you! What else could he say!”
“He doesn’t care! He’s the Jiang Family’s precious little darling. Even when Uncle Jiang was furious, he wouldn’t lay a finger on him. Once the anger cools down, he’ll still be the same as ever! He’ll still be the Jiang Family’s most pampered young master! He could spend his whole life without learning a thing and still live in luxury!”
“But what about you?”
“He was afraid you wouldn’t be able to go to school! Afraid he’d ruin your future!!”
“You’ve studied so hard for so many years, with excellent grades. Now, on the verge of entering a top university and starting a new life, how could he bear to let all your hard work go to waste?”
“Mu Jianian? Have you been kicked in the head by a donkey? You’re supposed to be so smart! Couldn’t you figure this out?”
Mu Jianian forced a bitter smile, his heart filled with a deep, lingering ache.
“I never expected him to actually like me…”
“I always thought…”
I thought it was just a momentary whim, a rash impulse.
Li Chuan was so infuriated that he could barely stand it.
But he remembered his mission for today’s meeting and forced himself to suppress his anger, tapping the table.
“Mu Jianian, I’ve told you what you wanted to know. Now isn’t it my turn to ask?”
Mu Jianian: “What do you want to ask?”
Li Chuan sat up straight, his gaze sharp as a hawk as he fixed it on the man across the table. He spoke in a low voice:
“Did you make him lose his memory?”
Mu Jianian met his gaze, his eyes dark and unfathomable.
Li Chuan watched him tensely, holding his breath.
The man across from him stared at him silently for a moment.
Then, he slowly nodded.
“Are you fucking insane, Mu Jianian?!”
Li Chuan slammed his fist on the table, fury surging through his veins. He grabbed Mu Jianian’s collar with one hand, raising his fist to strike.
At that moment, a phone on the table buzzed loudly. The screen displayed the words “Baby” as the caller ID, making Li Chuan’s eyelids twitch.
Mu Jianian didn’t dodge or struggle. His usually cold expression softened as he looked at the screen. His slender fingers picked up the phone and swiped the green button.
His voice, usually cold and distant, turned gentle and tender. “Baby.”
The term “Baby” grated on Li Chuan’s nerves.
Jiang Luoluo’s soft, pleading voice came through the phone, sounding like a spoiled child: “Husband…”
Mu Jianian sounded as if he had just woken up, his voice still thick with sleep. “Husband~ I woke up and you weren’t there. I’m a little scared…”
Li Chuan sighed inwardly, exasperated.
Thinking about who had turned Luo Luo into this, he wanted nothing more than to punch Mu Jianian in the face.
Listening to the voice on the phone, Mu Jianian’s cold, sharp features softened. He spoke slowly, coaxing him:
“Husband will be back soon, okay?”
The person on the other end of the line gave a soft “mm,” their mood still clearly downcast.
Mu Jianian’s face remained calm as he continued to soothe the person on the phone.
“Is our baby hungry? You should eat something after waking up, right?”
“Husband had the nanny make bird’s nest soup and your favorite strawberry mousse. Why don’t you go downstairs and eat it yourself?”
“After you finish, Husband will be home.”
Finally, the person on the other end perked up a little, their voice soft and sweet: “Okay~”
“You must come back soon, darling~”
“Baby will miss you…”
With a final “Goodbye, darling~,” the call ended.
Li Chuan, who had been halfway through punching Mu Jianian, retracted his fist, frowning.
“Mu Jianian, is this really fun?”
“Do you think love is a video game? Can you just reload and start over if you fail?”
Mu Jianian’s expression remained cold. “We’ve already started over.”
“Mu Jianian, what’s fake will always be fake. It can never become real.”
“Can you guarantee he’ll never remember?”
Mu Jianian’s brow twitched, a twisted obsession swirling in his eyes.
Seeing this, Li Chuan sneered. “Then you’d better kneel before the Buddha day and night, praying he never remembers any of this.”
Watching Mu Jianian’s tight lips, Li Chuan suddenly felt a sense of impending revenge.
“Mu Jianian, believe me, your retribution is coming soon.”
“I have a feeling he’ll remember everything very soon.”
By the time Mu Jianian returned to the villa, night had fallen.
The north wind, sweeping in from the distant plains, rustled the leaves in the trees.
Mu Jianian sat in the car, a lit cigarette pinched between his fingers, his gaze fixed on the crimson ember.
The turn of events had completely blindsided him.
The foundation of his hatred, the bedrock upon which he had built his resentment, had crumbled. His bitterness now seemed like a ridiculous joke.
His baby had truly loved him.
And how had he treated him in return?
Mu Jianian pinched his temples, regret weighing on his heart like a stone, each piece piled atop the last.
The pressure became almost unbearable.
The pain, like a dull knife slowly cutting through flesh, pricked his heart with countless tiny wounds.
The car window reflected his sharp, cold features—a stern brow and slightly lowered phoenix eyes.
After a long moment, the figure in the window stirred, exhaling a turbid breath.
He pushed open the car door, his long legs landing on the ground as he stepped out.
The villa was sparsely populated and quiet, with only the occasional gust of wind echoing through the halls.
As Mu Jianian entered the living room, a golden-yellow blur darted forward and leaped into his arms.
A pair of arms wrapped tightly around his neck, a fluffy little head nuzzling into his shoulder. Like a devoted fledgling, the voice was soft and tender.
“Husband~”
Mu Jianian’s heart melted.
A complex and contradictory emotion churned within him.
Perhaps this wasn’t so bad after all.
At least his precious Luo Luo could stay by his side forever.
He stroked the other’s head with his large hand, holding the koala-like figure clinging to him. “Did my baby behave today?”
Jiang Luoluo tilted his head up, his curled lashes fluttering. “Baby was super good today~”
As he spoke, he planted a wet kiss on Mu Jianian’s cheek.
He whined softly, “Hubby~ Why did you come back so late~?”
“I finished my little cake ages ago~”
Mu Jianian kissed his cheek, and the person in his arms pouted obediently, wanting another kiss.
Just as Mu Jianian leaned in, Jiang Luoluo quickly turned his head away, sniffing. “Did you smoke?”
His delicate brow furrowed slightly, and his round eyes fixed Mu Jianian with a suspicious gaze. “You promised me you wouldn’t smoke anymore.”
He slid off Mu Jianian’s body and tilted his head back. “I hate men who smoke the most!”
Mu Jianian reached for his hand. “Baby…”
Jiang Luoluo huffed softly and turned away, stomping upstairs in a huff.
Mu Jianian followed behind him. “Baby, Hubby was wrong…”
“Husband shouldn’t smoke. Promise me you won’t ever smoke again, okay?”
The small figure walked faster and faster, leaving him behind.
*Slap!* The door slammed shut, leaving Mu Jianian stranded outside.
Jiang Luoluo sat on the sofa, clutching his bunny pillow, and waited for a long time, but no one came in.
He glanced awkwardly toward the door a few times, his lips pouting so much he could hang an oil bottle from them.
Mu Jianian was so annoying.
He didn’t even bother to coax him anymore.
Jiang Luoluo felt a little wronged and tugged angrily at the bunny’s ears.
After a long while, a knock finally came.
Jiang Luoluo buried his face in the sofa cushions and pulled a blanket over himself.
Mu Jianian pushed the door open, but the room was empty.
He scanned the bedroom and saw a lump under the blanket on the sofa. A strand of golden hair peeked out from the edge, as if trying to hide.
Mu Jianian walked toward the sofa, but halfway there, he stopped.
He muttered to himself, “Where did our baby go?”
“Did he leave while I was gone?”
As he spoke, he started walking toward the door again.
Jiang Luoluo grew anxious but refused to speak first. He threw the bunny pillow at Mu Jianian with a *whoosh!*
The little rabbit with long ears darted past Mu Jianian, brushing against the edge of his trench coat. Mu Jianian pretended not to notice, deliberately teasing him.
He then deliberately increased his pace as he walked out.
The person curled up on the sofa couldn’t hold back any longer, throwing off the blanket with a jerk. “Mu Jianian!”
Mu Jianian turned around. His little wife’s eyes were veiled with a mist, as if he had been wronged. He glared at Mu Jianian, his cheeks puffed out in anger.
His plump, rosy lips parted slightly, and his two soft, white hands clutched the blanket, forming half-fists.
“Mu Jianian, you’re so annoying!”
Mu Jianian walked over and sat beside him, lifting him onto his lap and kissing his soft, chubby cheeks.
“Husband will always listen to our baby from now on, and he won’t smoke anymore, okay?”
The person in his arms squirmed slightly, glancing at him sideways. Their eyes met, and Mu Jianian saw the hurt and resentment in his round, watery eyes.
“Mu Jianian, why didn’t you come to comfort me just now?” he whispered, his voice trembling. “Did you think I was being dramatic and unreasonable? Are you already tired of me? Do you hate me now?”
“Mu Jianian, do you think I’m too clingy? Do you not want me anymore?”
Mu Jianian cupped his face and kissed his tear-stained eyes.
“Mu Jianian, do you think I’m too clingy? Do you not want me anymore?” 🥺
💭 Translator’s Note: Honestly, same vibes when I beg for Ko-fi 😂 Like… “Guys, am I too clingy? Do you not want me anymore? 😭” 👉☕👈 A little Ko-fi love keeps me from sulking under a blanket like Jiang Luoluo~
