Chapter 247: Is This a Breakup?

Chu Yi brought the glass to his lips, tilted his head to drink, and glanced toward the direction of the room; seeing that door close, he curled his fingers, his eyes deep and unfathomable.

From just now until this moment, Ling Wu had not looked at him once.

Why?

Had he committed some mistake?

Inside the room.

With very keen observation, Ling Wu raised a question: "Shao Yu, did you grab his collar?"

"I did." Jin Shaoyu was filled with rage just mentioning it: "I even wanted to hit him; you don't know how punchable he is!"

"Brother, don't think he's pitiful. When he was running us around in circles in the Empire, he was as imposing as could be; he was just faking it."

Ling Wu apologized first: "This matter is my fault for not telling you in advance that we are together."

"But Shao Yu, you should know that hitting people is wrong. Chu Yi didn't do anything wrong."

Although Ling Wu's tone was gentle, Jin Shaoyu was still very surprised and pointed toward the door in disbelief: "Brother, you're blaming me for that outsider sitting outside?"

Ling Wu patted his shoulder and soothed him: "I said, it is Brother's fault."

"Do you have a misunderstanding about Chu Yi?"

Jin Shaoyu accused: "Isn't it that he painstakingly approached you and used you under the banner of cooperation? You almost died, Brother, can you please be more careful."

Ling Wu, who should have been more careful, rubbed his nose, looking rather embarrassed; he hadn't expected Jin Shaoyu's misunderstanding to be so great, actually thinking of Chu Yi as a perpetrator.

Ling Wu curled his lips slightly: "Shao Yu, you misunderstood. It was I who approached him. And about that Ganan matter, let me tell you from beginning to end; actually, it is..."

After listening, Jin Shaoyu felt his worldview overturned.

What?!

Chu Yi was actually the victim, played in the palm of his brother's hand.

He fell completely silent: "..."

Ling Wu blinked.

No matter how great Jin Shaoyu's dissatisfaction was, it had died down. He looked out the floor-to-ceiling window, his whole person having calmed down, yet he remained stubborn and righteous, putting on a display of double standards and protectiveness: "Those who achieve great things do not fuss over trifles. Regardless of anything else... being used by you, he, Chu Yi, should consider it an honor."

Ling Wu: "..."

"Shao Yu, when you say this... are you really not feeling guilty?"

Jin Shaoyu fell silent again, rushed out the door, knowing he was in the wrong, no longer making things difficult for Chu Yi, and without sparing him a glance, he opened the door and left with his pride intact.

A violent door-slamming sound rang out.

The entire apartment returned to silence. Ling Wu knew Chu Yi had been wronged, so he spoke on Jin Shaoyu's behalf: "Chu Yi, don't take it to heart, he..."

Before he could finish, Chu Yi raised his head, eyes fixed on Ling Wu, and used a strategy of advancing by retreating: "What did you talk about... does it mean you want to break up with me?"

Ling Wu explained: "No."

"Dating is a matter between the two of us."

Chu Yi reached out to grab Ling Wu's wrist, pulling him over with force. Ling Wu stumbled two steps, one knee supporting him on the sofa, his arm involuntarily bracing against the back of the sofa to balance his body.

"What's wrong?"

Chu Yi wrapped his arms around his waist, buried his fluffy head in his waist, and rubbed gently with the tip of his nose, like a large feline looking aggrieved, his voice low and hoarse: "Why didn't you tell him about us dating?"

"I've already told the General and Ming Tan and the others."

Ling Wu felt he had indeed handled this poorly, so he sought Chu Yi's opinion: "It was my lack of consideration. Then tell me, what do you want to do? This time, I will listen to you."

A dark light flashed in the depths of Chu Yi's eyes, the curve of his mouth lifting. He tilted his head up, his expression very considerate, yet his hand snaked into the hem of Ling Wu's shirt at the small of his back, wandering slowly over his skin, leaving a sticky, lingering sensation like a venomous snake crawling past: "A-Wu, let's post on social media, shall we?"