Yu Se’s prediction was spot-on. Feng Zhile had indeed regained consciousness, though his body remained weak and a dazed light floated in the depths of his eyes.
Outside the ward, Feng Cheng had already intercepted Xiao Junyao, asking him to stay back with a demeanor that wasn’t exactly polite, yet didn’t quite cross the line into offense.
Even though his biological younger brother was carrying imperial dragon blood, this was hardly achieved under a situation where both parties were mutually willing.
Feng Yinchen had already angered Xiao Junyao to the brink of death, but Feng Cheng, acting as an older brother, still had a pent-up ball of fiery anger burning in his heart.
Xiao Junyao was only a few years older than him, yet compared to the nineteen-year-old Feng Zhile, he was entirely old enough to be the other boy’s father.
The Feng family motto was to avenge every grievance.
Feng Cheng temporarily found it unacceptable that his own biological younger brother had an unspeakable, one-night affair with some old man.
And the guy had even gotten him pregnant!
Feng Yinchen was unbearable with his words, but back in his rebellious phase, Feng Cheng had loved nothing more than teaching people how to behave using his fists.
If Xiao Junyao hadn’t been an upright heavyweight figure in Dragon City, but rather some random nobody or a playboy, his intestines would have already been yanked out and tied around his neck by now.
Feng Cheng didn’t want him interfering with Feng Zhile’s judgment, so he made him stop right there and walked into the ward by himself.
Feng Yu had also received the news and rushed to the hospital in a flurry.
At present, there were only the three Feng brothers in the ward, biological brothers born of the same mother, bound by a blood tie where snapping the bones still connected the tendons.
Feng Zhile felt an inherent awe toward his eldest brother, so the moment he saw Feng Cheng enter, his immediate reaction was to lean closer toward Second Brother’s direction.
Feng Yu proactively reached out and wrapped an arm around his frail shoulders.
Feng Cheng asked straight to the point, “You’re pregnant. Did you know?”
Feng Zhile had only learned from the nurses’ chatter that he was actually a monster capable of bearing children. The kid had long been terrified out of his wits, let alone capable of methodically handling his older brother’s cross-examination.
He shook his head and shrank further into Feng Yu’s embrace, looking all the more pitiful and helpless.
I don’t know what modal particle to use to express the helplessness of this moment.
Feng Zhile was just a kid. When he was still a baby, their parents had already died in an airplane crash.
He had grown up under the shelter of everyone in the Feng family, knowing nothing of the outside world, let alone understanding the malice of human hearts.
Especially, there was one thing he didn’t know at all.
All three brothers of the Feng family had been born by men.
Their mother was also a man.
Only the two older brothers who remembered things, Feng Cheng and Feng Yu, clearly knew this obscure secret.
The man who gave birth to them usually always appeared in women’s clothing, so the only portrait photos left behind at home were all of a beautifully dressed beauty after careful styling.
The purpose of Feng Yinchen beating Feng Cheng with a leather whip, Feng Cheng locking Feng Zhile away, and hiring Yu Se to conduct a covert examination was all the same.
Their mother was a man with reproductive capabilities, and this special gene would be perfectly inherited by every single child.
Right now, Feng Zhile’s pregnancy was undoubtedly verifying the truth of this inheritance.
Feng Cheng and Feng Yu exchanged glances, coming to a tacit mutual understanding.
Feng Cheng asked, “If you don’t want this child, your older brothers will both support you in having a surgical abortion.”
Feng Yu also spoke softly to console him beside his younger brother’s ear, “However, the child’s father has also made a guarantee. Whether you want this child or not, he will marry you and properly make it up to you.”
“Yu,” Feng Cheng clearly didn’t wish for him to voice Xiao Junyao’s guarantee. “A man like that, if not for his towering authority and weight, sending him to prison wouldn’t be going too far.”
Feng Yu, however, maintained a different opinion. “Am I looking at the other party’s power and influence? Big Brother, we blocked Xiao Junyao at the door and didn’t let the two parties directly communicate with each other. I’m afraid that isn’t a very wise approach either, is it?”
Upon hearing this, Feng Zhile realized the man from that night was actually right outside the door, and instantly panicked so badly he wanted to burrow into the duvet.
Feng Yu said repeatedly, “Zhile, you’re already an adult. Some matters require you to make your own decisions. Escaping problems is the most foolish approach.”
Feng Cheng let out a cold snort.
At that moment, Xiao Junyao pushed open a crack in the door right on cue. He certainly hadn’t eavesdropped on the brothers’ conversation; rather, the timing was firmly grasped in his palm.
He asked the people inside, “May I speak with him in person?”
Feng Zhile instantly slithered into the covers.
Feng Cheng originally wanted to tell the surnamed Xiao to get lost first.
Feng Yu, however, grabbed his arm and tugged him slightly. “Let’s go. You and I can’t make decisions for Zhile forever.”
Or.
“You wouldn’t want Uncle to make the decisions all the time either, would you?”
The three Feng brothers held a severe sense of awe toward Feng Yinchen, reaching a degree that practically made their scalps tingle just hearing his name.
Feng Cheng had no choice but to clench his fists. Ever since inheriting the family business, his violent streak had restrained quite a bit, replaced by composure and ruthlessness.
How utterly unwilling he felt!
The moment the brothers left through the front door, Xiao Junyao smoothly entered and proactively sat down by the hospital bed.
A massive lump was humped up on the hospital bed, with Feng Zhile curled into a ball lying face down inside. Because the pain in his abdomen still lingered, his posture also helped temporarily relieve a portion of the discomfort.
More importantly, he had always thought the person he slept with was Song Chengliang!
Why did he turn into a complete stranger in the blink of an eye?!
Curiosity finally got the better of Feng Zhile, and he lifted a tiny gap in the quilt, starting his inspection from the man’s leather shoes.
He wasn’t wearing sneakers or casual flats, but a pair of pure black, polished cowhide shoes, with clean socks peeking slightly from the trouser cuffs, exuding a low-key elegance.
Looking further up revealed stiff trouser legs without the slightest wrinkle, exposing the wearer’s rigorous demeanor.
Traversing the slender calves, looking down further revealed equally handsome thighs, where a high-end fabric with just the right looseness wrapped around a pair of sturdy, long legs.
“His legs are so long.”
Even though he was only seeing a sitting posture, he could still deduce that the man was very tall, radiating the cold, pure aura of a towering pine tree, completely devoid of anything oily or unpleasant.
Feng Zhile couldn’t help marveling in his heart that such a temperament was simply even more attractive than those movie and television superstars.
Continuing his cautious inspection, the man’s fingers were rough yet powerful, with distinct knuckles clearly visible, resting lightly upon his knees as if every single finger contained boundless strength.
“No wonder that night, I was grabbed so tightly I couldn’t escape at all, getting pile-driven the whole time.”
Feng Zhile was already feeling somewhat too embarrassed to look at the other party’s face anymore.
Yet Xiao Junyao seemed capable of clearly capturing every move the kid made, opening his mouth to speak with gentleness. “I am very sorry.”
Whether Feng Zhile’s face turned red from the stuffiness or because he was naturally prone to blushing, the man’s voice was mature, completely different from Song Chengliang’s bright and clear tone.
This mature voice was like the evening drum and morning bell; upon first hearing it, it instantly commanded solemn reverence, yet when pressed against his ear blowing warm air, it sounded like a serenade murmured softly under the moonlight, carrying an unspeakable bewitchment.
Feng Zhile’s heartbeat accelerated involuntarily, and the heat on his face climbed up accordingly.
He had grown up without parental companionship, with only two older brothers who loved making him do this and that.
As for the youngest uncle, needless to even mention him.
That was why he liked guys like Song Chengliang, who looked like they knew how to care for him.
It was just a pity…
Song Chengliang.
That name represented cruelty, coldness, and ruthlessness. Yet the moment he gave it even a tiny bit of thought, including his most sensitive heartstrings, he would still experience odd, excruciatingly painful spasms.
Unaware of the situation, Xiao Junyao continued explaining. “My private life is very clean; I’ve never had the habit of casually touching people all my life. That night with you was an accident after drinking drugged alcohol.”
“Of course, none of these should serve as excuses to shirk responsibility. I am much older than you; I should have had better self-control instead of easily drifting with the current.”
It was mainly because Feng Zhile had called him gege so sweetly and clingily, whimpering all the way from night till morning until his voice grew raspy, while still nibbling on Xiao Junyao’s earlobe and murmuring, “Why do you still want it, gege?”
An old man simply couldn’t withstand that kind of temptation.
Xiao Junyao said, “I want to marry you. Yes, not as a commercial condition, and even less as a forced responsibility for the sake of responsibility.”
“I will cherish and dote on you properly until you feel that I’m not a bad person after all.”
As for the child.
Xiao Junyao didn’t broach the topic of the child at all, even though their Old Xiao family had sparse branches and leaves, aside from his younger brother and his nephew Xiao Lin.
He had completely resigned himself to living out his life as a solitary bachelor.
He had never imagined that one day, a boy would stumble blindly into his world carrying a brand-new little life, completely overturning his original life trajectory.
Xiao Junyao finally felt a touch of shyness. Aside from giving orders to subordinates, he had honestly never coaxed anyone in his entire life.
Therefore, he tried hard to recall the chuuni things he used to do when he was 19, poked a small finger toward the gap in the quilt, and said softly, “Let’s make a pinky promise. If you feel I can’t consistently meet the requirements of what you like, you can divorce me at any time, and I will never cling to you annoyingly.”
One minute passed.
Two minutes passed.
Xiao Junyao even felt like he was acting foolishly and prepared to withdraw his finger.
A slender, fair little finger poked out, hooked together with his, and solemnly tightened.
Then came Feng Zhile’s timidly uttered words, “After we get married, I still want to go to school.”
Xiao Junyao immediately broke into a smile. “That’s a given. Whatever you like is your freedom.”
Feng Zhile said, “I don’t like you for now.”
Xiao Junyao could probably guess that; after all, the two of them hadn’t reached the stage of falling in love at first sight yet.
“Very well, I won’t push you around randomly.”
Feng Zhile thought about it again. “After the baby is born, if we divorce, the baby must be given to me.”
Xiao Junyao’s smile tightened slightly.
It wasn’t that he cared about who the child belonged to, but rather that he felt the kid hiding under the duvet seemed to be a very cute person.
Nodding, he said, “I can guarantee I won’t fight you for the child.”
Hiding in the dark, Feng Zhile thought to himself that he was going to take fierce revenge on Song Chengliang, not only marrying another man, but also giving birth to another man’s child.
At this thought, his sense of loss and pain seemed to receive a tremendous degree of satisfaction.
Hence, he stopped hiding, slowly supporting his abdomen as he lifted the quilt.
Xiao Junyao had great situational awareness and stepped forward to support him.
Feng Zhile was dazzled by the sudden bright light, blinking his eyes slightly as he raised his head to look at the approaching Xiao Junyao.
Xiao Junyao smiled tenderly at him.
Only to find a face ten thousand times more handsome than Song Chengliang’s right before his eyes.
This face was deep and three-dimensional, mature yet retaining poise and grace.
Ahhhhhh!
Feng Zhile felt his abdomen start throbbing with pain.
No, that was caused by the leaping of his heartbeat!
Wasn’t this precisely the mature and handsome man Feng Zhile liked the most?