Chapter 3238: Saving Zero Egg Bai Ze Love Story 40

The Nine Districts' affair has settled.

Chenshu and Bai Ze returned to Huaxia Didu, Sailina stayed in the Nine Districts to tidy up the remaining mess of the Mamen Estate, and by the way, she knocked around each of the Nine Districts' forces that were taking advantage of the fire.

And Jin Junhao, who Jin Chen had brought back as a 'hostage', after reluctantly managing the group for a while, finally returned to the Fringe District to find his beloved Sailina, and to prevent similar situations from recurring, before leaving he gave all his remaining shares to Jin Chen and Yi Qi, fearing he would have to come back to work again.

Chenshu and Bai Ze took a flight back to Huaxia Didu, landing in the afternoon.

Butler Weisen received the news in advance and early on arranged for people to clean the manor inside and out.

Today the sunlight was just right; the fountain in the courtyard reflected rippling light in the afternoon sun, the roses in the flowerbed were in full bloom, and occasionally a few birds landed on the lawn to peck before flying away.

Bai Ze stepped out of the car and stood before the garden of the Jin Manor, took a deep breath, feeling that this was the most comfortable day in a long time.

Upon entering, only Jin Chen was sitting on the sofa in the living room.

After entering, Chenshu walked straight over, and Jin Chen reached out to pull him into an embrace; then his whole body relaxed as if he had finally found a nest, leaning on Jin Chen's shoulder, closing his eyes, and softly complaining that he hadn't slept well on the plane, while Jin Chen lowered his head and rubbed his hair.

Bai Ze stood in the foyer, glanced around the living room, and asked, "Where is Yi Qi?"

Jin Chen raised his head, glanced at him, let out a meaningful 'ah', then stopped, wanting to speak but hesitating.

He looked at Bai Ze, gently shook his head, sighed, and said, "I don't know either."

Bai Ze's heart tightened.

"You don't know," Jin Chen's tone sank, carrying the worry of an older brother.

"Since I brought Zero Egg back from the Four Districts, he's been silent and taciturn all day, eating two bowls less than usual."

"Not only that, but he also suffers insomnia every night, has nightmares, feels depressed, and I was about to find a psychologist for him—"

Bai Ze's heart grew tighter: "What happened then?"

Jin Chen shook his head and sighed: "The result is, heart sickness is hard to cure. These past few days he's started not coming home all day, and I don't know what he's up to."

Chenshu leaned on Jin Chen's shoulder without opening his eyes, hearing this he also cooperatively shook his head and softly sighed: "How could this be?"

Bai Ze's complexion visibly paled a bit.

At that moment, Gold Butler Weisen appeared again, hands behind his back, eyes slightly downcast, and began to chant in an old godlike manner.

"I heard the Young Master has been having a great time with friends lately, perhaps wanting to use food, drink, and fun to ease his inner pain; the psychologist also suggested this, so he often goes out to enjoy himself. Today's schedule is…"

"The famous Male Model Club in the Capital. Based on the Young Master's spending today, it's estimated he'll request at least five male models."

Bai Ze: "……"

Jin Chen held Chenshu, shifted his body slightly, gave an 'oh' as he watched the excitement without minding the fuss, then turned his head to Weisen and said, "Prepare a few guest rooms for the visitors." Moreover, he turned his head to look at Bai Ze, his tone very considerate.

"Rest assured, at least you're still staying in the master bedroom."

Chenshu opened his eyes, laughed, pinched Jin Chen's ear, and then told Bai Ze, "Go find him quickly."

Bai Ze nodded, turned and left, and incidentally took one of Jin Chen's cars, the most expensive one.

——

In the club's private room, the lights were dim, illuminated only by a few colored spotlights and a row of ambient wall lamps.

Yi Qi was lounging on the sofa, while a few spoiled brats were horsing around, playing finger-guessing games, making a racket.

He also forced a smile, but his gaze kept drifting involuntarily toward the door; the "cheap big brother" said Bai Ze would return today—how reliable is that news? Does that wooden-headed Bai Ze even know to come here to find him? Surely they don't really intend to let him spend the night in the male model club?

Just then, the private room door was pushed open.

Everyone looked toward the door in unison; Bai Ze stood at the side, his demeanor somewhat cold, standing out starkly from the lavish private room, his gaze sweeping across most of the room and landing directly on the elegantly dressed Young Master in the corner.

Yi Qi's heart skipped a beat; he instinctively turned his face away, picked up the glass on the table, took a sip, and pretended not to have seen.

A few of the spoiled brats recognized Bai Ze; the first to react whistled: "Yo, long time no see, Young Master Bai!"

Those nearby joined in the clamor: "Come on, come on, perfect timing to join—we're about to start the second round."

Bai Ze weaved through the crowd and sat down beside Yi Qi; Yi Qi turned his head away, pretending to focus on the game, and stretched his arm forward.

At this table they were playing a game where each person draws a card, and whoever draws the big or small joker must accept the game's penalty; this round's penalty is to kiss through a tissue.

Yi Qi pinched a playing card between his fingers, flipped it over, and saw it was the big joker.

Those present immediately erupted: "The big joker's out! Come, find the small joker, find the small joker!"

"Who got the small joker? Own up!"

Several people flipped over their cards to check; the spoiled brat in a flowered shirt suddenly slapped his cards on the table: "I'm the small joker! Come, win or lose, I'm all in!"

He rolled up his sleeves, about to rise eagerly, but the card in his hand was snatched away by a hand reaching over from beside him.

He blankly lifted his head, meeting Bai Ze's gaze as the latter leaned forward to hand over the card; the flower‑shirted young man froze for two seconds, then belatedly realized: "Oh no, I forgot these two are engaged."

He silently sat back down and pushed the card toward Bai Ze.

Everyone clapped and cheered.

In the noisy, dim atmosphere thick with alcohol, Bai Ze held that card and leaned slightly toward Yi Qi.

"Xiao Qi…"

Yi Qi leaned back against the sofa's backrest, chin slightly raised, let out a soft hum, and did not refuse, allowing Bai Ze to come closer while keeping that reclined posture.

Bai Ze gently placed the tissue on Yi Qi's cheek; the tissue was thin and soft, then covered by warm lips.

Yi Qi's nose twitched slightly; he unconsciously sniffed, then showed a puzzled expression, glancing at Bai Ze's collar, wondering what the scent was.

A few seconds later, he suddenly realized, forcibly restraining himself from leaning in to sniff, he pushed Bai Ze's shoulder away, shifting inward on the sofa, and said, "Okay, okay, the game is over."

Bai Ze felt a faint sourness, and quietly sat back beside Yi Qi.

The spoiled brats in the private room didn't notice these subtle tugs-of-war, shouting, "Next round, next round!"

Another round of card drawing began. When it came to the young man opposite wearing a sexy sequined shirt, he flipped a card, suddenly stood up, lifted the tea table's wine cup and raised it toward Yi Qi, his voice tinged with alcohol: "I drew the big adventure."

He cleared his throat: "Yi Qi, we met at the dinner table; I've had a secret crush on you for a long time—I don't know if you still remember me."

Those present fell silent for a second, then exclaimed, "Wow!!"

Yi Qi was stunned by this sudden confession, the sip of wine in his mouth almost not going down.

He turned his head to look at that man, and indeed felt somewhat familiar; after a moment's thought, he realized: "Isn't this the cheap big brother's partner?"

This person had sworn up and down that they devoted themselves to art and would never fall for humans—how did they turn around and pull this?

Yi Qi's heart gave a jolt—surely Jin Chen was retaliating for his providing a sleep‑companion service in District Four, and Dage's petty, grudge‑holding nature meant he wouldn't let it go!

Yi Qi: "Yi Ge, I——"

Pa-cha!

The glass cup in Bai Ze's hand was crushed hard by him, shards mixed with liquid dripping drop by drop from between his fingers.

Yi Qi's pupils contracted sharply, he instantly sat upright, forgetting all about the cold war, and grabbed Bai Ze's wrist, flipping it over to look, shouting, "What are you doing?!"