FOD: Xue Zi Xuan 6.5

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Chapter 6.5 – Not Forgetting the Original Intention

Spending thousands of yuan to purposely eat a set meal for couples, the relationship between the two men was abundantly clear. The waiter did not reveal any strange expression and continued to ask, “What wine would you like, sir?”

“A glass of Alsace Pinot Noir, and a glass of hot milk.”

“Okay, please wait a moment.” The waiter took the menus and went off.

Xue Zi Xuan smiled at the teenager. Zhou Yun Sheng smiled back purely, but his heart was tangled. What are you ordering a couples meal for? Are you bullying me for not understanding French?
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Just then, a man and woman in luxurious clothes got up and left after eating. They stood in front of Xue Zi Xuan’s seat with a playful smile on their faces.

“Zi Xuan, I heard that you are ill, are you better now?”

“I’m fine now, thank you for your concern.” Xue Zi Xuan nodded politely.

“This is…?” The man spoke hesitantly. After peering at the youth, the woman exclaimed in a stunned voice, “Zi Xuan, who is this, ah? He looks so much like Jing Yi!”

The likeness was to this extent; she did not believe that there was no blood relationship between the two. Did they guess wrong? Perhaps this wasn’t Young Master Xue’s little lover, but President Xue’s bastard son? But that’s not right. How could an illegitimate child be so harmonious with the lawful child? Xue Zi Xuan may look gentle, but it was actually very hard to get close to him.

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“This is Huang Yi, Xue Jing Yi’s twin brother, and also my younger brother.” Xue Zi Xuan said flatly. “Xue Jing Yi has no blood relationship with me, she is a child adopted by the Xue family.”

With this said, the two immediately understood. So that pampered little princess was actually not of Xue blood.

“Xiao Yi, greet Brother Fang and Mrs. Fang*. They are my friends.” Xue Zi Xuan had no friends, but for the future, he was willing to make a few more friends from now on.

[*T/N: XZX addresses her with 嫂 sao, which means sister-in-law, but I don’t think XZX and Brother Fang are blood relatives. He’s just trying to make it sound like they’re close friends to build connections.]

“Brother Fang and Mrs. Fang, I am very pleased to meet you.” Zhou Yun Sheng greeted them like a clever and loveable child, but on the inside his heart was thrumming with nerves. Xue Zi Xuan was confusing him more and more. It could be inferred from the attitude of these two people that they have a close relationship with the Xue family, and introducing Zhou Yun Sheng to them was equivalent to letting the outside world know of his existence. Then how will Xue family’s heart transplant operation work?

Just what does Xue Zi Xuan want to do? Zhou Yun Sheng couldn’t remember how many times he has pondered over this question already.

The two were very flattered by Young Master Xue’s words. Friends? In the upper class circle of the capital, who dared to call themselves Young Master Xue’s friends? This person was like a snow lotus found only on the Tianshan mountain range*.

[*T/N: Basically saying that XZX is so out of everyone’s league.]

They immediately became enthusiastic, chatted for a while, and invited the two to a banquet that was being held a few days later. After receiving a positive response, they left contentedly.

Xue Zi Xuan looked at their departing backs and an expression of fear crossed his face. Currently, the Xue family had yet to fall into ruins. The Xue financial group was still an unshakeable force in the industry, owning both wealth and power that ordinary people could not image, but none of these belonged to him. The compliments and awe that people respectfully show him were all due to Xue Rui’s influence.

A pianist, even if he was famous all over the world, in some people’s eyes his existence was but as small as an ant. So he needed power and wealth to protect his beloved teenager.

This might be difficult for the Xue Zi Xuan who used to love the piano as much as one’s life, but to the Xue Zi Xuan of now, this was very simple. In the last life, in order to wait for the teenager’s forgiveness, he didn’t dare to stray too far away, and he didn’t dare to die off, as a result, he was struck by Xue Yan again and again. In the course of battle, he learned how to deal with frauds and conspiracies, and he also learned how to socialize with famous figures and people of the upper crust.

Translations by Vanilla Muse.

He transferred the scant remains of the Xue family overseas to foreign countries, where he operated and slowly expanded. Finally, he regained a foothold in China. Of course, there was no shortage of Xue Yan deliberately throwing in the towel in consideration of his act of saving the teenager’s life. But in any case, he must thank the other man for teaching him many things, such as being on guard and being ruthless.

While he was lost in thought, the waiter had brought the dishes over. Xue Zi Xuan immediately withdrew from his thoughts, laid out a napkin for the teenager, and arranged the tableware.

“Brother, what should I do? I don’t know how to use a knife and fork (to eat).” Zhou Yun Sheng posed the question with a red face.

Xue Zi Xuan couldn’t help leaning in towards his ear, and said softly, “You can eat however you want. Of course, if you want me to feed you that is also possible. Although your bruises are better, there should still be some lingering pain, right?”

After that, he scooped a spoonful of mashed potatoes and ground beef meat, brought it up to the youth’s mouth, and looked at him earnestly.

The young man was so considerate with every move, and his dark and deep eyes were full of tenderness, as if watching his most beloved one. Bathed in such hot eyes, Zhou Yun Sheng’s flushed face was really red now, and he looked down slightly, afraid to look at him.

“Open your mouth.” There was a hint of a smile in Xue Zi Xuan’s tone.

Perceiving the strange looks from the people around them, Zhou Yun Sheng couldn’t help but shyly swallowed the mashed potatoes and said vaguely, “Brother, why don’t you eat yourself, and I can learn from you. Look, my hands are completely better, they don’t hurt a bit.” He lifted his hands as he spoke and shook them slightly to emphasize his words.

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