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31. President: President Feng’s Scheme

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

A very strange voice asked, “Excuse me, are you Mr. Feng’s family? Mr. Feng is drunk. Can you come pick him up?”

Su Bei was a bit surprised and quickly asked, “Where?”

The man said the name of a bar.

Su Bei put on a sweater and went out.

Feng Xinglang was drunk at the bar.

So, did he go get wasted?

Just because he turned down his proposal yesterday?

Su Bei suddenly felt kind of guilty. For his own mission, he lied to him.

But the so-called drunk Feng Xing now was hiding in the dark, shaking his red wine glass.

The wine in the cup was as red as blood.

The person who made the call looked at Feng Xinglang in surprise, “It’s really a rare thing to see you use such little tricks.”

“I heard that your proposal failed yesterday. Is it that kid I called just now?”

Feng Xinglang did not answer his question, but said, “You can go.”

That guy god mad, “You are trying to get rid of me right after you used me? I just finished helping you, and you drive me away.”

Feng Xinglang did not speak, but drank up that whole glass of red wine, “He will be here soon.”

That guy said grumpily, “All right, all right! Your little kid is most important.”

But when Su Bei arrived at the bar, he happened to see that Feng Xinglang was walking out supported by a florid woman, kind of drunk.

He stepped forward quickly and stopped the woman. “Excuse me, I’m this man’s friend.”

The woman gave Su Bei a suspicious look, “But I am his woman, get out of the way! I have some money to make!”

Su Bei did not move, he smiled, “But I’m afraid someone’s money might cost your life!”

The woman looked at Bu Bei again and found his smile was a bit creepy.

So she threw Feng Xinglang to him, cursed him and left in a hurry.

Su Bei twitched his mouth, supported Feng Xinglang and left.

The drunk Feng Xinglang was extra heavy. He looked at Su Bei, head titled, eyes beaming.

“Su Bei,” he whispered.

Su Bei made a response, and then heard Feng Xinglang smile, “You are not Su Bei, how could that little liar come to pick me up?”

Su Bei was speechless. Since when did he become a liar? But on thinking that he cheated his feelings, so he didn’t argue back.

Feng Xinglang then whispered, “Little liar, why don’t you accept my proposal?”

“You said you love me, and when I get stuck in, you performs like you are gonna turn away and leave.”

The drunk Feng Xinglang was really talkative, but he was also extra sensitive.

Su Bei really planned to leave as long as he accomplished his mission, so he was more silent, feeling like he was a total jerk.

He took Feng Xinglang back to the Paradise Villa. As long as he opened the door, he got pushed against the wall by Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang looked at him with his eyes nailing on him like they would suck Su Bei in. He asked, “Su Bei, do you love me?”

Su Bei did not speak, because he did not.

Feng Xinglang eyes were beaming like they could devour everything. He leaned to Su Bei’s ear and said, “I can wait.”

Su Bei pupils shrunk, wanting to escape, but already too late.

Feng Xinglang’s eyes were burning with heat and his voice was like a demon’s whisper. “Su Bei, you can’t escape.”

Su Bei just wanted to escape now, but there was no chance to struggle.

There might be thousands of missions ahead, but safety always comes first.

32. President: Going Home

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

One had to say, Su Bei lost.

He lay on the bed like a dead salted fish and did not want to move a bit. “748, I apply for mental damage compensation!”

748, “Host, it is still daytime, please stop daydreaming.”

Su Bei gave the middle finger in his heart. Shitty system!

Feng Xinglang kissed on his cheek. “Eat porridge today.”

Su Bei brushed Feng Xinglang’s face aside, “Go away! I want to be alone.”

Feng Xinglang’s eyes went dim, “You don’t want me?”

Su Bei turned his head sideways, still expressionless, “The last person I want is you now.”

Feng Xinglang smiled deeply, “You seem to be very energetic?”

Su Bei pupils shrunk. As he was about to say something, he gave up directly once his eyes fell on Feng Xinglang.

But what drove Su Bei crazy was his captivating bar didn’t increase a bit.

Really not changed, which made Su Bei upset.

Since Su Bei felt not in the mood, he lay in bed for a whole afternoon.

Feng Xinglang made some porridge and carried into the bedroom, and with a tube of ointment.

Su Bei nearly spilled the porridge with his trembling hand.

Feng Xinglang said gently, “You are so careless. I’ll apply it for you first, and then feed you.”

Su Bei shook his head crazily! No! Refusal! Never!

Feng Xinglang reached out to pull his quilt, while Su Bei was still trying to resist.

Feng Xinglang said helplessly, “If you don’t use the ointment, you are the one who suffers.”

Su Bei got flared up, “Then who to blame for?”

Feng Xinglang chuckled and said in a wheedling tone, “Blame me.”

Su Bei just collapsed in bed for a few days and finally felt a bit better, at the same time, being served by Feng Xinglang like a lord.

Su Bei who was fully recovered now felt like his whole life was so bright.

For a silly mission, he even sacrificed his body. Oh man!

But Feng Xinglang also had gone too far, forcing him to say I love you so many times, while he himself never said it.

Su Bei even d no idea since when got a ring on his ring finger.

In a word, Su Bei felt he really suffered great losses, while that asshole Feng Xinglang took all the advantage.

In order to express his strong dissatisfaction, Su Bei ran back home.

Although Su’s mother said she didn’t want him back, she didn’t really throw him out.

Not long after Su Bei slipped back home, Feng Xinglang came.

Looking at Feng Xinglang’s false smile, Su Bei felt afraid.

Su’s mother habitually asked Feng Xinglang, “Would you like to stay and have dinner together?”

Feng Xinglang said, he would stay here today.

Su Bei felt something not right, quickly objected, “There is no spare room. You should go home.”

Feng Xinglang said with a faint smile, “We can squeeze in one bed.”

Su Bei looked at the teasing eyes of Feng Xinglang, only wishing to give himself a slap. He dug his own pit and buried himself in.

In the evening, Su Bei slipped back to his room early and locked the door from inside.

Are you familiar with this scene? That’s what he did the last time when he was at Feng Xinglang’s villa.

Clearly it was of no use. Why would he still try to struggle?

Because life is a struggle, there is no end to life, there is no end to struggle.

Su Bei bit the lollipop and said, “748, seriously, mental damage compensation is very necessary, otherwise you will lose a clever and earnest captivating person like me, you know?”

748, “The host is right, but there is no mental damage compensation. I can give some verbal comfort. Fighting, host.”

Su Bei chewed up the lollipop. “Yuck!”

33. President: Spending Christmas Together

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Well, this time, it wasn’t so easy. He had all the keys to the room. He didn’t believe Feng Xinglang could still make night raid.

However, Feng Xinglang did not ‘night raid’ him, but came in above board this time.

Using there was no spare room as an excuse.

Su’s mother’s OS was she didn’t want to eat those two’s dog food, so she chose to ignore it.

Feng Xinglang squeezed into the bed with Su Bei as he wished, the body of Su Bei who was in his arms was totally stiffened.

He said helplessly, “Sleep, I won’t do anything to you.”

Su Bei asked with disbelief, “Really?”

Feng Xinglang replied, “Hmm.”

Su Bei finally loosened up. He suddenly thought of something. Looking at Feng Xinglang, he asked, “Do you love me?”

Feng Xinglang did not answer him. He raised his hand to cover Su Bei’s eyes, kissed on his lips, “Sleep.”

Su Bei shoved away the hand of Feng Xinglang and asked, “Do you love me or not?”

There was a moment Su Bei felt himself so melodramatic.

So who the hell exactly invented this frenzied system and the mission? So torturing!

Feng Xinglang closed his eyes, breathing steadily, with the appearance of sound sleeping.

Su Bei just didn’t believe he felt asleep. Just ‘I love you’! Is it so hard?

Why can’t you say it?

The weather grew cold, and soon it was Halloween.

Even the cold weather can’t stop people from passion for being high.

Su Bei and Feng Xinglang also followed the trend, getting prepared for the Halloween.

Feng Xinglang told Su Bei he hadn’t sent him flowers for a long time.

The way Feng Xinglang said those words was like he was an aggrieved child.

In the past Su Bei could never imagine such a domineering and bland president could be so childish.

But still Su Bei went to buy flowers, and peonies this time, because Feng Xinglang said he didn’t like roses.

See? He Su Bei still cared about Feng Xinglang, hoping he could make him touched and then he would be able to accomplish his mission.

One would say what if there were no peonies in the flower shop? That was because you didn’t pay enough.

Anyway, now Su Bei was holding a bouquet of peony flowers, ready to return to the villa.

Perhaps because those peony flowers were too attractive, so the rate of second glance was 100%.

Su Bei, holding the peonies, went to the garage. As he was about to open the car door, someone coming from nowhere stabbed in his abdomen.

Those peonies fell from the hands of Su Bei and hit the ground. He covered his bleeding abdomen, while the person who stabbed him had already run away.

Su Bei gasped due to the huge pain, he dialed 120 with his trembling hand.

Then 748’s familiar voice was heard, “You are hopeless. You have three hours left. Please finish the task as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will be punished if you fail.”

Su Bei’s hand shook and the phone fell to the ground.

He picked up it, held up the bouquet of peonies calmly.

Opened the door, started the car, drove back to the villa.

A Christmas tree with various trinkets had been standing in the villa.

He dressed the bleeding wound and sat down quietly in front of the table.

The takeout Su Bei had ordered arrived. He arranged everything well with difficulty, and then waited for Feng Xinglang home.

Feng Xinglang didn’t come back until it was totally dark outside.

He opened the door and looked into the dark living room, smiling softly. “Why don’t you turn on the light?”

Speaking of which, he went to turn on the light.

Su Bei opened his mouth and said, “Don’t turn on the light. Let’s have a candlelit dinner.”

Then he lit some candles on the table.

Feng Xinglang glanced at the dishes on the table. “Another takeout order?”

Su Bei twitched his mouth, “You know, I can’t cook.”

34. President: I Love You

Translator: Guy Gone Bad

Feng Xinglang felt something was not right, but couldn’t tell where.

Su Bei pushed the peonies forward, “The flowers are for you.”

Feng Xinglang’s heart tightened a bit, feeling more and more restless, “Su Bei.”

Su Bei responded, and then looked at Feng Xinglang, “What?”

Feng Xinglang shook his head and said nothing.

Su Bei was still shameless as always, “Come on. Have a try of the takeout food I specially ordered for you!”

He said it the way as if he had worked hard for those food.

Feng Xinglang sat next to Su Bei, noticing his face ghastly pale, “Are you all right?”

Su Bei said, “Of course. Maybe I caught a cold today. You know, the weather.”

Feng Xinglang slightly frowned, “Are you hiding something from me?”

Su Bei wore a ‘you-got-me’ face, “I am thinking, maybe you don’t love me, because you never said those three words.”

Feng Xinglang’s eyebrows grew tighter, and his face looked stern.

Then 748’s mechanical sound was heard again, “Host, three minutes to go.”

Su Bei sighed. “Is it so hard to say you love me?”

Feng Xinglang looked at Su Bei, with dense affection filled in his eyes, “I prefer to hear you say it.”

Su Bei twitched his mouth. He really had no choice! He was forced to do so!

He took a deep breath and said in a tone of unprecedented seriousness, “Just once. Only once.”

Fing Xinglang looked at Su Bei, did not speak.

Su Bei under the candlelight appeared kind of unreal, as if, he would disappear at any moment.

That kind of strong sense of insecurity let Feng Xinglang feel agitated, but there was no way to vent it out.

Su Bei got up, under Feng Xinglang’s deep eyes, took the initiative to kiss his lips, and then said in an overbearing way, “Hug me.”

Feng Xinglang hugged Su Bei as he was told, he clearly felt that Su Bei’s whole body was trembling.

Su Bei leaned close to the ear of Feng Xinglang, murmuring, “Although you are quite lunatic and villainous, you are actually a good man.”

“Just for you to say I love you? Why is it so hard?”

Su Bei’s voice gradually died away, Feng Xinglang felt his fingers wetted.

Enormous panic flooded Feng Xinglang, he pushed Su Bei aside, trying to turn on the light.

But Su Bei pressed him down, and then the smell of blood came into Feng Xinglang’s nose.

Feng Xinglang had realized that something was wrong, he said calmly, “We are going to the hospital.”

Su Bei shook his head. “It’s too late.”

He leaned against Feng Xinglang and put his head against his shoulder, “I want to hear you say that you love me.”

Clearly, they should go to the hospital now, but Feng Xinglang seemed to be rooted in there, couldn’t even lift his feet.

He felt Su Bei’s breath was fading away.

“I love you.” Feng Xinglang said.

The mechanical tone of 748 sounded before Su Bei completely lost his consciousness, “Captivating bar increased by 4%, current progress 100%, mission accomplished, out of the mission world.”

The man in Feng Xinglang’s arms completely lost his breath. He was like a statue, without any reaction.

It was a long time before he heard himself asking in an emotionless voice, “Su Bei, aren’t you too cruel?”

People all said that the man who once climbed on the altar of Feng Group went crazy.

Because of another man.

He refused to bury Su Bei, but kept his body and slept with him every day.

Su’s mother completely fell out with Feng Xinglang.

Some people were jealous of Su Bei, clearly he was a playboy, but finally making Feng Xinglang crazy for him.

The man who killed Su Bei was caught. It was a phonomania.

Su Bei was not the only one killed by him, but he was the only one that was remembered.