Love Rival Is Getting Prettier Everyday - Chap 228
Chapter 228: Carrot and Stick
He came back secretly. He hesitated for a long time before returning, but in the end, he didn’t tell anyone. As soon as he returned home, his mentality changed.
When he returned home, he felt that Shan Cheng was too scary and obsessive. Taking advantage of this opportunity to come back, he told his brother that he wanted to return to China and attend university there.
His English was too poor, and he didn’t want to stay abroad. He had failed all his subjects, and the university didn’t want him. He also ran into a difficult situation revolving around Shan Cheng.
“I’m going to university in China. I can still get a diploma there.”
Yan Qiuchi had always been very strict with him, and when he heard this, he said, “I will take a closer look at this matter. You should stay in the country for a few days, and the matter of dropping out will be discussed later. Okay, go back and rest. Looking at your complexion, it looked like a frosted eggplant*. Your eyes look like a panda.”
*Metaphor referring to being withered, as eggplants are afraid of the cold.
Yan Yaoxuan stopped talking. He didn’t want to tell Yan Qiuchi about Shan Cheng. This was the last of his dignity.
Shan Cheng had just won the battle within his family and was working on his parents’ divorce. The two did not meet every day, so that day, after he had returned home, Shan Cheng learned about his escape. Because they were separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, Yan Yaoxuan was particularly presumptuous this time around and ignored Shan Chang. After receiving a few calls from him, Yan Yaoxuan decided to block him.
While he felt happy on one hand, on the other, he felt he was being cowardly for blocking him.
He had more friends in his homeland, but when he came back this time, he wasn’t in the mood to play and felt wilted all day.
Shan Cheng’s aura was too strong. Even after he returned to the country, he still couldn’t get rid of him completely. He dreamt of Shan Cheng, and the most terrifying thing was that he once had a spring dream that involved him!
In the dream, Shan Cheng was still perverted, but he was trembling underneath him as he cried, “Husband, be gentler.”
Yan Yaoxuan was lying dumbfounded on the bed, with abnormal flushing on his face.
Shitttt.
He took out his phone and found that Shan Cheng hadn’t called him for two consecutive days or sent any texts.
No one in his family or friends knew what he had encountered in the UK. He had been alone while he was back at home, and Yan Qiuchi didn’t agree to let him study back here.
“I’ve changed your school,” Yan Qiuchi said. “You’ll certainly won’t have a problem getting a diploma here, but you also need to learn a little. If you continue to get bad grades, you’ll cause me to lose face, and we’ll see how I’ll clean you up.”
Yan Qiuchi had also withheld several of his credit cards and given him a lot less in living expenses each month.
“How can this money be enough?” He wailed.
“Do you know how much a normal international student spends in a year, including daily expenses and tuition fees? Your month’s equivalent is a full year to them, and yet you’re still complaining?” Yan Qiuchi said sternly. “You have too much money to spend everywhere. Stay in school. I’ll be going to your school to monitor your situation after a while.”
Yan Yaoxuan ran to his mother to ask for money, but Fang Fengmei said, “Your brother is in charge of your affairs. Your brother told me not to interfere.”
“Do you know how much brother only gives me a month now?”
Fang Fengmei said, “When your brother studied abroad, not only did he not spend our money, he actually made more when he came back, didn’t you know?”
Some people were more gifted than others. Yan Qiuchi had been financially savvy since junior high. He started investing in stocks when he was in high school, and by age 18, he had bought a house and a car with his own money and had not used any money from the Yan’s family.
Yan Yaoxuan suddenly realized that his brother reminded him of someone. Rather, that person was very similar to his brother. Shan Cheng.
They were both young geniuses and had successful careers in their early twenties. In this world, the one he admired the most was his brother. He was like a brother, a father, and an idol to him.
He finally discovered the reason why he liked Shan Cheng. It was because he admired strong people and instinctively felt that Shan Cheng, like his brother, was a very good man.
It was just that Shan Cheng is a bit abnormal.
Yan Yaoxuan felt that when he returned to the UK, he would definitely be punished when he saw Shan Cheng. For him, being abroad was no longer terrible; rather, he was more worried about the terrifying things that Shan Cheng would do to him.
After returning to the UK, he hesitated for most of the day but still called Gao Weicheng over and told him about him and Shan Cheng, just in case.
Gao Weicheng said, “I already know.”
“You know?” Yan Yaoxuan asked unexpectedly, “How do you know?”
“After you returned home, did you block his phone number? He called me directly and asked me to send you a message.”
Yan Yaoxuan felt embarrassed. He didn’t think that a dog could spit out ivory*. He thought he would say things like:
*(狗嘴里吐不出象牙) Idiom that means bad people can’t say good things.
“Is your skin itchy?”
“Did you forget what I said? You should know what the consequences of running away are, right?”
And so on. Thinking that Shan Cheng had said things along those lines to his friends, Yan Yaoxuan became furious.
“What did he say?” he asked with shame and anger.
As a result, Gao Weicheng told him that what Shan Cheng asked him to say was: “Have you played enough in China? Come back as soon as you’ve played enough. I miss you.”
Yan Yaoxuan: “…”
Shan Cheng was a hypocrite, with the face of a man but the personality of a beast. These words were just an act. When the two of them really meet, Shan Cheng may tie him up and punish him.
Still, he felt poked by these words. It seemed he had fallen in love with Shan Cheng, a man who was completely different from Shen Jintai.
Yan Yaoxuan had unblocked Shan Cheng and called him. No one answered.
When he returned to his home, he was jet lagged. While he was sleeping his phone rang. He connected it in a daze, and he heard Shan Cheng’s voice that asked, “Are you back?”
Yan Yaoxuan opened his eyes excitedly as soon as he heard his voice. He sat up, then laid down again and said, “Nn.”
“Sleeping?”
Yan Yaoxuan said “Nn” again.
Shan Cheng’s voice seemed tired but gentle. It was not as stormy as he expected. He said, “I was in a meeting when you called, and I just finished. I’ll go back to the UK tomorrow. You stay at home, and I’ll find you.”
Yan Yaoxuan said “Nn” and waited for Shan Cheng to hang up.
Shan Cheng said, “Don’t run anymore.”
“Who said I ran away? I was going back home to visit relatives!” Yan Yaoxuan said.
“I have been dreaming of you these past few days,” Shan Cheng said.
He was quite good at talking affectionately.
“Don’t talk so sweetly. I’m hanging up,” Yan Yaoxuan said. After speaking, he hung up the phone immediately and rolled under the quilt. It turned out he was quite happy hearing what Shan Cheng said.
Did he really dream of me every day?
He felt that there was an advantage to a man like Shan Cheng. He might pretend, but he would never lie. He believed in Shan Cheng’s words.
Shan Cheng held his phone as he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking out at New York City.
Yan Yaoxuan had dandyish habits that were rough and stubborn. This kind of rich second generation was very handsome. There were usually too many people who would complement and chase him. He realized after being chased out of the house by Yan Yaoxuan that being gentle and courteous would not work on this type of man.
When two 1’s meet, there must always be a 0. The only way to break a 1 to a 0 was to be stronger and more aggressive than your opponent.
With Yan Yaoxuan’s self-esteem, he wouldn’t willingly submit to a man who wasn’t as good as himself. His stupidity and ready to die characteristics need both a carrot and a stick.
However, the stick was so fierce that it almost scared him away. Now that he was back, it was time to give him the carrot. He needed to put honey on the scar, and he would lick it clean, both the sweetness and the blood.
