Chapter 9 - Shoes of the same style (1/2)

Chapter 9: Shoes of the same style

Translator: Léon

Qing Bo was reading an electronic document. When Chen took a look at it, he found that the words in it were neither Chinese nor English. Chen didn’t know which language it was written in. Holy shit, the old man should be able to understand it.

Shi Chen raised his hand and scratched his head. Somehow, he suddenly felt a little fidgety. Looking up, Chen found inadvertently that the guy on the sofa had already sat up and was smiling at him. Seeing Chen noticed him, he pretended to say “Little beauty” but made no sound.

Chen pulled down his face and gave him a silent answer, “Shameless.

Cheng Yu laughed heavily.

Qing Bo looked up and Cheng Yu stood up, waving his hand, “I have got to go. If I stayed any longer, my skin would be stripped off.”

Shi Chen rolled his eyes.

Qing Bo looked sideways at Chen, gently patted on his leg, and said to Cheng Yu, “I’ll let the chauffeur give you a ride.”

“No need.” Cheng Yu shook the car keys in his hand at Bo. “Borrow your baby for a little while.”

Bo said plainly, “I’ve just got the car last month. Take good care of it.”

Cheng Yu started walking out, “OK.”

Waiting until he totally left, Chen then said sourly, “You just got the car and you’re still willing to lend.”

“What?” Bo took Chen close to him and made him sit on his lap, “Do you want to drive?”

Of course, Chen wanted, but he didn’t have the driver’s license. Other people had, but he didn’t. Others could eat iced watermelon, but he couldn’t. A little depressed, Chen kept his eyes down and remained silent.

“That’s all right. I’ll buy you a new one if you want to drive.”

Was he gonna be so spoiled? Chen squinted at him, “Have you ever counted how many cars there are in your garage?”

“I haven’t.” Bo said smilingly, “I just buy if I want to. I’m not short of money anyway.”

Chen rolled his eyes at this old man who loved to show off his wealth!

The old man suddenly put his hand into Chen’s clothes and touched Chen’s waist. Chen was startled, “What are you doing?”

“Aren’t you saying that you miss me?” Bo lifted Chen’s upper clothes and played with his nipples. “I miss you, too.”

Chen’s body trembled and his cheeks warmed up. He didn’t even know that his nipples were so sensitive.

“It’s OK that you miss me. But don’t fucking use your hands!”

“What are you shy about? I have touched everywhere on you.” His hand pushed away by Chen, Qing Bo went to play with the nipple on the other side, and asked at the same time, “Don’t want me to use my hand? All right, then.” Finished with the words, Bo bowed his head and hold the nipple in his mouth.

Chen cried out in shock, with his face flushed in a minute. He struggled hard in Bo’s arms, but the old man had got frighteningly strong strength. Not to mention that Chen had trained in the gym for ten days, he wouldn’t be able to get rid of Bo even if he stayed in the gym for ten months.

Unable to escape, Chen could only be firmly held in Bo’s arms with his nipples being sucked hard and made red and swollen. Both shy and irritated, Chen wriggled in Bo’s arms and kept hammering him. In the meantime, Chen swore loudly while gasping for breath, “Let me go, you an old pervert. Ah, shameless …”

Hearing this, Qing Bo finally raised his head up from Chen’s chest. “You keep saying I’m old. But I’m only ten years older than you.”

Shi Chen hurriedly sorted out his clothes, folded his arms around his chest and glared at Bo, “More than ten!” Seeing there was moisture inside Chen’s a bit bloodshot eyes, Qing Bo’s heart softened. Bo reached out to hold Chen into his arms and caressed his back, “Then how many?”

It was surely a slip of tongue for Chen since he was taken up by anger at that time. Now he could only try to find ways to make remedy for it. “I, although I am already 24 years old, but psychologically I’m 17, so you’re exactly 17 years older than me!”

“Oh, this way.”

“It’s originally this way! So, you shouldn’t get angry when I call you an old man hereafter!” Thinking that he had successfully covered up his mistake, Chen quickly changed the topic of their talk, “I’m hungry now. What do we eat for dinner tonight?”

Qing Bo asked, “What would you like to eat?”

“I want to eat iced …” Qing Bo tossed an eye towards Chen, making Chen reluctantly change his words, “Whatever as long as there’s meat.”

Bo asked Chen to change his clothes and wait for him to finish the business stuffs at hand before going out for dinner. Chen went over to the sofa and flopped down on it, “No need to change clothes. It hasn’t got dirty.”

“Wear one with no hole on it.”

Ke Zhen’s clothes were very coquettish, with either the back part hollowed or the waist part holed. Chen was not used to it at first, but after looking at himself wearing those kinds of clothes in the mirror several times, he found them acceptable and then got used to it. What was more, it felt pleasantly cool wearing them.

“No. I don’t have any.”

Qing Bo went to search in Chen’s wardrobe which originally belonged to Ke Zhen. There was truly no summer clothing of such kind. So, Bo called his secretary and asked him to buy. His secretary was so efficient that he delivered the clothes to Bo’s house in less than half an hour. Chen took the clothes out of the bag, in which were all T-shirts and jeans of simple styles. When he looked at the price tags, Chen widened his eyes in shock. Were these made of the fucking gold? It was so expensive! He then took out the new shoes from the shoeboxes. Although there was no price tag on the boxes, Chen recognized the brand of one pair of shoes among them. Liang was wearing one of the same brand. His mother bought it for him before going abroad. It was super expensive!

What was more coincidentally, this pair in Chen’s hand was of the same style as Liang’s! Chen put on one suit of the new clothes in excitement and rushed to the study to ask Qing Bo, “Does it look good on me?”

Qing Bo had finished his business and was leaning against his desk talking on the phone, with a cup of coffee in his hand. He looked up and down at Chen and nodded, “Good.”

Chen stretched one of his leg out forward to show Bo the new shoes he wore, “Your secretary’s done a marvelous job. This pair of shoes is the same as that of Liangzi. I like it!”

Qing Bo hung up the phone and put down his cup of coffee, “Take it off.”

“What?”

“Take off this pair of shoes and change to another one.”

“Why change it? I like it very much!”

“Do as what I’ve said.”

“No!” Chen turned around and was about to run away when Bo strode forward to catch him and lifted him directly onto his shoulders. Bo then took it off Chen’s feet and slapped him on the ass in passing, “What taste of you! It looks so ugly on you.”

Chen was pissed off, “Your secretary bought it anyway!”

Bo slapped again, “His salary will be docked.”

Qing Bo threw the pair of shoes directly into the trash basket. Chen went to pick it up, insisting that it was expensive and could be returned for money back. But Bo began to show off his wealth again, saying that he had no shortage of money, so he snatched it back and threw it back in the trash basket.

It was the first time for Chen to see personally that such an expensive pair of shoes was thrown off before he even got the chance of taking a photo of himself wearing it. Chen couldn’t feel more heartbroken. It was just much worse than not being able to eat iced watermelon. Out of Chen’s expectation, Bo was so ruthless that he totally ignored him. Bo dressed himself up elaborately, and then dragged Chen out of the villa against his will.

The driver had got the order to prepare the car. Seeing the boss and his wife came out of the gate, he hurriedly walked up to open the back-seat door.

“Uncle.”

Chen drooped his head all the way. When he looked up after hearing the voice, he found that Yunsheng Liang was also there.