"Young Master, your guest ... Who is he?" Uncle Ya's voice was very kind, he always spoke in that tone to the young master Wu, who he saw as his own grandson.
Uncle Ya and Aunt Lee didn't have children, now that they had already reached Soul of Origin Realms, they also couldn't have biological children even if they wanted to. The technology of mortals would not help much in this case either, they had exchanged a longer and more powerful life, in exchange for the end of the inherent fertility of human beings.
So they had Master Wu and young Master Wu as a grandson in their hearts. Master Wu is the older brother of the young master Wu, Wu Huo, who was already assuming the duties of master of the Wu Family, while grandfather Wu established himself as a patriarch and guardian behind the scenes.
"They love young master Wu very much, but they really created cousin Wu, who has the body of a mortal. Young Master Wu was like a grandson, while cousin Wu was like their biological son. In the plot, cousin Wu should arrive at the apartment someday this month yet. He learns about Jiang Bao's blackmail and convinces the kind young master Wu to tell his big brother Wu everything "thought Yu Liang for a moment, as he put on the mask of a good boy.
"I don't know either. First let me talk to him, when it's all over Uncle Ya can stop pretending that he hasn't researched my guest's life "said Wu Liang with a chuckle, making Aunt Lee laugh too.
As if everyone didn't know how the young master Wu was a beloved treasure of the Wu Family, nothing serious can happen to this young master, of course, when the young master Wu decided to bring an unconscious young man to the apartment, the bodyguards already they had called Wu Huo and consequently, Uncle Ya was tasked with researching this new "friend" of Wu Liang.
Meng Qian's dossier had been on Uncle Ya's office table since early morning, but he still had to heartily ask the young master Wu for his reasons. Young Master Wu's heart was very warm and kind, he could easily be deceived, as has already been proved by his friendship with Jiang Bao.
"I will listen to the young master's request," said Uncle Ya with an indulgent smile. Soon he motioned for everyone to leave the dining room, leaving only Wu Liang and the bodyguards who were hiding.
Meng Qian left the room and found no one in the hall and the room doors were closed, of course, he thought it was too early so there was no one. He was wrong there was a middle-aged man in the room next to an imposing black grand piano dominating the entire room.
Meng Qian held his breath for a few seconds, his eyes shining as he looked at the black grand piano from Fazioli, an Italian company known worldwide for its beautiful pianos. Meng Qian, who had an indifferent and cold temperament, because of his difficult life but now he felts his heart speed up and felt excited.
In short, it was like a person falling in love for the first time, but for Meng Qian, the piano couldn't be compared to mere mortal love, the piano was eternal, the music was eternal and he could never trust it.
"Sir, young master Wu, is waiting in the dining room. Follow me "said Uncle Ya after seeing the young stranger standing for a relatively long time, looking intently at the black grand piano.
This was a Fazioli piano, but in the ancestral home, there were Yamaha pianos and a beautiful custom-made red piano that was similar to the fire of the Bosendorfer brand, a German brand known worldwide for its excellent grand pianos. Uncle Ya wondered if the young man would act even more strangely when he saw these pianos.
Meng Qian was awakened from his first love in that hard way, he already regretted in his heart for not being able to look any further. He longed to play even a small sonnet, just to hear if the piano was perfectly tuned and how wonderful it would sound.
However, he couldn't be as irrational and act as he wanted, so he followed Uncle Ya into the dining room. There was just the young man from earlier, wearing casual clothes and looking totally relaxed.
Young master Wu seemed very relaxed until he met Meng Qian's gaze, so he straightened up and his ears turned red. Young master Wu looked away first, looking at Uncle Ya.
"I will leave you alone," said Uncle Ya after receiving the look from the young master Wu.
Meng Qian tensed the moment Uncle Ya left because he didn't know what to say to this young man that he had thrown himself the night before.
"Come and eat" asked Wu Liang when he saw Meng Qian still standing at the entrance to the dining room. The dining table was medium in size, which gave some space to Meng Qian who was placed to sit a chair away from the young master Wu.
Meng Qian hesitated for a moment, but his belly made a loud sound again, making the serious and cold Meng Qian blush slightly with shame. Which made the young master Wu smile in an amusing way, but soon he suppressed the smile when he saw Meng Qian's quick, accusatory look.
The meal was silent only with the sound of cups and cutlery ringing in the room, with the crackle of the fire as background music. The winter in Hong Kong was very pleasant, but being on the 30th floor it was quite cold, and early in the morning it was even colder, becoming hotter as the day progressed.
"I wanted to apologize first. I was drugged by a supposed friend and I didn't know what I was doing. But that is no excuse for acting on an innocent person. "Wu Liang stood up after finishing eating and bowed deeply to a surprised Meng Qian.
He had a sincere voice and his bow was very firm, he was really apologizing to Meng Qian.
"Do not do this! I should apologize first, I was careless and ended up being drugged. I tried to escape, but I ended up invading your room ... It is my fault for entering your room in the state it was in "
Meng Qian quickly got up and tried to help the young master Wu to rise, but the other was stubborn, so he said these words in a hurry and with a little anguish.
"We really are not lucky with people," Wu Liang muttered to himself, but Meng Qian listened and he could only agree in his heart.
What kind of bad luck did they have on the same day to be deceived by people and then drugged?
The two remained at a standstill for a few seconds, Meng Qian's hands were still in the strong arms of the young master Wu, the warmth of the other's hands made the young master Wu's heart become even softer.
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Hi guys, this is the author speaking.
I don't know how to communicate with you since I haven't seen anything like Author's notes or anything like that. I'm still a newbie and I'm going to find out.Thanks for reading the novel so far, I hope you're enjoying the plot so far.SEE YA!Meng Qian who has a face that is too beautiful for his own safety and he who has that cold temperament, now there was a trace of kindness that made him even more attractive, the two men face each other for some time, before taking a step back, they felt a little ashamed."The truth is, I brought you to my apartment because I wanted to apologize and make you a proposal. Seen as our situation is quite similar ", said Wu Liang in a low tone, as if he were embarrassed to talk about the subject, but in the end, his voice became firmer as if he had made a very important decision."Go on ..." Meng Qian said when he saw the other look away for a moment. It wouldn't hurt to listen, even if he was already thinking of saying 'no' to any proposal about being compensated or something similar.Although Meng Qian wasn't directly to blame for yesterday's incident, he still felt responsible for forcing himself on the other person who was drunk and a young virgin from High School
Meng Qian was actually still hesitant, but seeing young master Wu complete the proposal with this final prize, he couldn't help but flutter his heart. A made-to-order piano from Fizaoli, even if one day he had enough money to buy a piano of this type, it would take many years, but if he signed this contract he could get a wonderful piano in just over six months and an account bank full of money so he didn't have to worry about money until the end of college. "I do. Remember to put this last condition in the contract and I will sign it. However, my stamp and my documents are in the bank..." Meng Qian started talking about the small problems and where he lived so that his things could be picked up. However, that wasn't much for young master Wu. Young Master Wu was so happy that he smiled a little silly, exposing his fangs which were bigger than normal people, he looked very cute and a bit fierce with that smile. Meng Qian felt an itch in his hands that
"You don't need to stop talking to spare my feelings. Brother Wu should speak what he wants," Meng Qian said with a shrug. He didn't care much about these things, in his mind, there was only room for his precious classical music. What did it matter if he wasn't so rich now, as long as he could play the piano to his heart's content, Meng Qian would be happy. Besides, what was the purpose of hiring a friend if he couldn't talk freely about what he wanted? After dinner Meng Qian went to Fazioli's beautiful black grand piano, he caressed the piano like it was his most loving lover, he had a heated look and if he could he would kiss the piano, but he still had some qualms in front of strangers. Wu Liang was sitting on a long royal blue sofa silently watching Meng Qian being lewd with a piano, he wanted so much to laugh, but he could only contain himself. It would be bad to embarrass this neat little shou too much. Meng Qia
After passing the magnetic card to Meng Qian, young master Wu got up and said goodbye, he said he was going to sleep. "Brother Meng, Uncle Ya will come later, so he won't let you get exhausted training. Good night" Wu Liang's voice was very kind, and he had a beautiful smile, Meng Qian looked at this kind young man with a confused look. He couldn't deny that he was a little scared, would young master Wu come back with his words and force him to have sex. Of course, he had thought too much. A young man as protected and pure as Young Master Wu, he is a rarity in this chaotic, fallen world. "Good night, Brother Wu," Meng Qian said with a little warmth in his voice, but that little warmth was barely perceptible. Wu Liang left for his room and went to clean up for bed. That didn't take long, he was already in his black silk pajamas, adjusting the thermostat to make it a warmer environment since it was winter and the room was a little chilly.
When the man finished playing, Meng Qian felt lonely and wanted the other to play more for him. That's why he had spent part of the night listening to this performance and looking for more about the mysterious pianist in search of more brilliant performances. "This is my older brother," Young Master Wu said calmly, but he looked a little different, but Meng Qian didn't see the young master's change in attitude. He was so enchanted by the pianist that everything around him seemed to have paled. Meng Qian didn't realize that he had become a little too obsessive, but young master Wu noticed the other party's change in attitude and felt miserable. "Is he a professional pianist? Why have I never heard of him? Shouldn't he be famous at that level?" Meng Qian who was still immersed in the interpretation of the play by the younger master's older brother didn't realize how tense the young master Wu was. "He is not a professional pianist. This was a video I ask
Finally, the young master Wu came back to reality and wiped his tears, he looked away and was surprised to see Meng Qian who still had red eyes. Well, at least young master Wu thought Meng Qian hadn't slept well again and was looking irritated from lack of sleep. "Brother Meng, do you have any problems with insomnia?" Wu Liang asked gently, no longer showing his childish temper that he had shown earlier in the morning. The innocent and clear eyes looked at Meng Qian, who didn't understand how his heart became faster and the butterflies in his stomach came out of nowhere, he looked away. Ah, Wu Liang looked too handsome in Meng Qian's eyes at that moment, a mixture of a kind young man and an ancient soul, as he showed by playing the piano with such mastery. "No, I slept well. But I just woke up." Meng Qian said making an excuse to his eyes red with tears. "Good, I thought Brother Meng was feeling bad because I did earlier today," Wu Liang said
The next day was much quieter than Saturday. Young master Wu and Meng Qian went to a mall that could be considered popular. Each tier of the mall and the stores became more elite, but it was still incomparable to the High Society exclusive tailors and stylists that the Wu family is a part of. Of course, for young master Wu he wasn't interested in the clothes for himself, but in the absolutely normal environment full of ordinary people walking inside the North Mall. However, young master Wu was even more excited because he was buying clothes for Meng Qian, which was better than buying for himself, as he would just throw the clothes to his friend and watch him show himself. It was like having a little private fashion show. The shop assistants were thrilled to see a young man full of money coming into each store to buy a piece of clothing or more for his boyfriend. As homosexuality, free sexual and gender choices are something accepted in this society it was not
Young Master Wu was blinking a few times, the beauty really almost made him very stunned. "What happened? Why are you holding your neck? Did you get hurt?" young master Wu asked very innocently. "You..." Meng Qian got a little angry which caused his cheeks to turn pink. However, it was very embarrassing to say it out loud. What would he say? Was it you who bit me and sucked me leaving marks? Is it your fault for leaving marks on me? There was no way Meng Qian could say this out loud, so he just glared at the innocent young master Wu, who was still waiting for an answer from him. "Let me take a look," Wu Liang asked softly. He approached Meng Qian at some moment of the other's distraction, while the latter was silent. Meng Qian only felt the warm, large hand of a martial artist with light calluses on the fingers, that person held his wrist. Heat rushed over his skin and he felt a gentle electrical current run through his