The Assassin's Enemy Lover

Leila, “....”

She hadn’t thought Yi Chen would be this possessive already but she could also understand why. This person had some type of beacon around him that could even be clearly captured in an image. It was like an inexplicable sense of attraction drawing one in until they had that person all to themselves.

He might be very attractive but Leila knew her limits. There are certain people one shouldn’t provoke in the federation and Yi Chen was one such person.

“Okay, I understand..... Don’t worry I wouldn’t rob you of your person. Here, these few people have the same body type as him. Maybe it’s not about that person but that he is just a type you are into,” explained Leila as she pulled up images and videos from her circle of friends.

For a moment Yi Chen silently scrolled through the images and videos. Some of the guys were even dressed in explicit outfits that could rouse a person’s interest but Yi Chen felt nothing. His engine wasn’t revved, better yet his engine remained cold with no spark at all.

Pretty soon Yi Chen got tired of it and minimised the floating screen. Seeing this Leila asked, “Nothing? Really? Then I think it has more to do with the person, not the type.”

Yi Chen who had just realised this looked at Zi Han’s images that he had downloaded and sighed. It seemed he was interested in the one person who didn’t want anything to do with him. How was he supposed to go about it?

His expression spoke volumes. At a glance, Leila could tell that this person wasn’t as easy to pursue more especially if he considers himself straight. Feeling a little sympathetic Leila gave him a piece of advice.

.....

“People like us and your idiotic cousin over there can find partners easily. That’s because any Tom, Dick and Harry can rouse our interest. You on the other hand are different and now that you found that rare star..... don’t you dare let it go,” she said making it the best piece of advice she had ever given anyone.

“Let go of what?” asked Yi Feng who happened to have finished mixing the drinks.

“Why are you so nosy? Oh, that looks so good. Thank you, Feng Feng..... you have worked hard,” said Leila referring to the classic rotten apple that took ages to make.

This in itself successfully diverted Yi Feng’s attention and the moment an entree of various meat dishes were served he had completely forgotten about the matter. The so-called number ten on the menu was a mix of smoked ribs, buffalo wings and juicy barbequed sausage. Coupled with alcohol this made it the best cure for one’s soul.

It was the most perfect medicine for Yi Chen, especially after that piece of advice. Zi Han was his chance at having a relationship and if he doesn’t hold on to him who knows if he would ever meet someone who can make him feel this way.

Meanwhile, the man he was thinking about was already in bed with a bowl of caramel popcorn watching a movie in his room. He shouldn’t be eating such sweet things before bedtime but meh..... he felt like it was well deserved.

An hour later he almost passed out so he washed up and went back to bed this time he planned to sleep. In no time his eyes were drooping and he was slowly drifting off to sleep when his light brain lit up.

Annoyed Zi Han kept his eyes shut only for another message to come in with an annoying buzzing sound.

YC: I hate it so much when you wear that.

YC: Don’t wear it anymore.

Zi Han, “.....”

HandsomeHan: Who the fuck is this?

Well, I am sure everyone is familiar with the concept of drunk texting? Drunk texting is when someone sends a text message while drunk, typically one that is embarrassing or foolish.

YC, in this case, it would be class president Chen and after going through the class list he found Zi Han’s contact and ended up texting this message which sparked the biggest misunderstanding between the two of them.

To Zi Han, the message came off as ‘I hate you wearing a skirt it’s disgusting’ while Yi Chen actually meant ‘I hate you wearing a skirt because I am jealous so please don’t wear it anymore’.

The drunk Yi Chen wanted to reply but when he sent the message he received a notification in red capital letters.

System: Sorry you can’t send messages to this user at the moment.

Translation, you have been fuckin blocked so please stop trying. Zi Han tossed his light brain aside and fell asleep with slight irritation. Someone actually had the balls to tell him what to do. Too bad for them he was going to keep wearing it and for the next two days he was going to keep flaunting his assets in front of whoever that was.

Yi Chen had no idea at this point how angry Zi Han was. As soon as Yi Feng dropped him home he poured himself a cup of water and sat in the lounge waiting for his father to come back.

It was already late but if he wanted Zi Han to stop wearing that skirt in public then he would have to get that map back and finish off copying that script tomorrow.

He was very determined but unfortunately for him, his father was a hard tree to shake. If he wanted that map back in Zi Feiji’s hands he would have to have an even better offer otherwise his father won’t agree. It was only a matter of how far he was willing to go to make that happen.