Male Sing and His Pet Owner: Chapter 63

The shop was relatively quiet for the moment, so the two brothers huddled together looking at a phone screen.

The more Zhao Kaile looked, the more distorted his expression became. He asked, “Where did you learn all this… Who talks to girls like this?”

“What would a little virgin like you know?” Zhao Kaiming taught him seriously. “Girls love this kind of sweet talk. Whether you mean it or you’re just smooth talking, it makes them happy.”

Zhao Kaile gave a perfunctory “oh.”

Zhao Kaiming looked at him with a complicated expression for a moment, still a bit worried, so he stared at him and asked quietly, “Bro, tell me honestly. Have you ever had a girlfriend?”

“No.” Zhao Kaile said with a bored expression. “The girls in our major all have high standards. They didn’t look at me, and besides, I didn’t have money back then to take them out to eat, buy gifts, buy flowers, buy milk tea…”

Zhao Kaiming asked again, “So you’ve never had a girl you liked?”

“Yes, I have.” Zhao Kaile’s eyes widened slightly. “I like Zhang Wenqian! Haven’t you always known that?”

“…” Zhao Kaiming said, “How does that count? That’s a celebrity! I mean, around you, is there any girl you like?”

Zhao Kaile propped his chin and thought seriously for a while, then said, “I guess not.”

Zhao Kaiming got a little scared: “Really not? Think again?”

Zhao Kaile looked utterly confused: “Really not. Why are you suddenly asking this? You haven’t even settled down yet, what am I rushing for?”

“Bro is just afraid you’ll go down the wrong path.” Zhao Kaiming reached out to cup his face, speaking in a grieved tone: “Bro, you mustn’t learn from those artsy types! I have a buddy, his younger brother somehow ended up with a male classmate. When their parents found out, they nearly passed out from anger.”

Zhao Kaile: “…”

He calmly pushed Zhao Kaiming’s hand away and said, “Zhao Kaiming, your brain must have been kicked by a donkey.”

How could a normal person suspect their own younger brother would want to get together with a guy?? And with Brother Hang, who was straighter than a steel door!

Zhao Kaiming clicked his tongue: “How do you talk, kid.”

“You watch less of that stuff between men and men. It’s because you watch too much that the algorithm keeps pushing it to you.” Zhao Kaile simply turned the tables, asking suspiciously, “Oh, I get it. How come you keep thinking in this direction? Could it be that you yourself…”

“Ptooey ptooey ptooey!” Zhao Kaiming covered his mouth: “It’s New Year’s! Don’t talk nonsense!”

Zhao Kaile glared at him in annoyance. Zhao Kaiming let go awkwardly.

After dinner, Zhao Kaile slung his bag over his shoulder to head back. Zhao Kaiming accompanied him to sit at the bus stop, and snow began falling from the sky again.

“When you were little and saw snow, you’d shout with joy like a little demon.” Zhao Kaiming caught some snow, rubbing it between his fingertips, and smiled: “How come you’re so calm now?”

That’s because I already had my fun playing with snow today… Zhao Kaile put his hands in his pockets and put on a pretense of deep thought: “It’s just whatever. I’m not a kid anymore.”

“I didn’t finish telling you last night. Bro has it all planned out. Work here for a full year, save some money, and while working open a small online shop.” Zhao Kaiming said: “It just depends on whether your future sister-in-law is willing to struggle alongside me.”

“Oh.” Zhao Kaile asked: “You’re set on her?”

Zhao Kaiming laughed: “With matters of the heart, it’s hard to say. Ah, I’ll tell you when it’s really settled. Right now bro is just shooting the breeze with you, don’t take it seriously… Don’t worry, if she asks about you and Boss Zhan, bro definitely won’t say a word. Bro has that much sense.”

Zhao Kaile nodded, looking up at the sky, while silently praying that Jin Mengjie would show mercy and let his poor brother off, staying as far away from him as possible.

That night, Zhao Kaile had a bizarre dream.

In the dream, Zhao Kaiming walked arm in arm with Jin Mengjie into the wedding hall with a blissful expression. He sat in the very center of the audience, with Zhan Hang on his left and Li Yang on his right. The Li Yang in the dream was still as punchable as ever, smiling, saying something unknown, and Zhan Hang got so angry he threw a punch, but it landed on Zhao Kaile’s face in the middle.

Zhao Kaile immediately screamed in terror and instantly woke up, with the alarm ringing right after. Dawn had broken.

He sat up with a carp-like leap, quickly dressed and washed up, then prepared breakfast, cleaned the cat room, and subsequently went to call Zhan Hang to wake up in a low voice.

Zhan Hang’s morning grumpiness had improved considerably since he first arrived. Upon hearing this, he merely replied with his eyes closed that he knew, yet he remained curled in his blanket motionless. Zhao Kaile had no choice. Time was tight, so he had no option but to go to the bathroom himself to squeeze toothpaste for Zhan Hang, wring the towel in hot water several times, then take it out and rub it against Zhan Hang’s face a few times, directly rubbing the man into a fury.

“…” Zhan Hang sat up with an angry face: “Zhao Kaile! What are you doing?!”

“Time to get up!” Zhao Kaile was even more nervous than him: “Time for work! What if we’re late!”

Zhan Hang finally remembered he had work to do today, so he had to swallow his anger back and waved his hand: “Take it away, take it away, I’ll do it myself.”

Zhao Kaile had no choice but to hand him the towel, then opened the wardrobe to get clothes for him. After washing up, Zhan Hang let him serve him into his clothes, still not very awake, yawning hugely with a sleepy face. Zhao Kaile earnestly buttoned the buttons on his overcoat, but halfway through realized he had misaligned a button, so he had to go back and redo it.

Zhan Hang: “…”

Bai Li’s call came like a soul-summoning bell: “Kaile? Still not ready? Have you left yet?”

“Right away!” Zhao Kaile shouted: “We won’t be late!”

Once everything was finally ready, there wasn’t much time left for the journey. Zhao Kaile urgently contacted the driver, confirmed he was already at the door, then invited Zhan Hang up from the sofa in the living room, walked a short distance, and lazily got in the car.

Being called to work on the second day of the New Year, the driver was somewhat reluctant, but since his salary was doubled, he remained respectful and greeted the two with a cheerful smile.

Zhao Kaile asked: “How are the road conditions today?”

“Nothing to worry about. Everyone’s probably still cooped up at home at this hour.” The driver said: “You two are working hard too, no rest even during the New Year.”

Zhao Kaile handed over a red envelope, saying politely: “You’re working hard too. This is a red envelope from Brother Hang, please take it.”

The driver made a show of refusing, but finally had no choice but to accept it embarrassedly, thanked him, and set off in high spirits.

The new year truly brought new energy. Zhao Kaile’s New Year’s Eve greetings had not been in vain.

After over an hour of negotiation, the brand was extremely satisfied with Zhan Hang and decided on the spot to make him the spokesperson for RA’s new men’s clothing line. Within a month, a creative commercial featuring both male and female leads would be released, and at that time he would appear on camera with Zhang Wenqian, welcoming their first shared screen appearance in over a year.

Zhao Kaile was moved to tears and specially sent Zhang Wenqian a text message of thanks.

Zhang Wenqian: Hehe, no need to thank me, this is also Brother Hang’s own strength. Just next time you write about me, don’t make me so silly, okay? #smile

Zhao Kaile: “…”

Wh! At!

What!!!!

What is going on!!!!!

How does my goddess know I wrote her into my novel!!!

Zhan Hang shook hands and bid farewell to several managers with a smile. When he came out, he saw Zhao Kaile waiting for him outside with an expression like he’d been struck by lightning, so he reached out in confusion and waved it in front of his eyes.

Zhao Kaile looked at him with an angry face, his lips trembling slightly, unable to speak for a long time.

“?” Zhan Hang put on his sunglasses and said: “Let’s go.”

Several staff members in either suits or professional skirts walked back and forth in the office lobby. Zhao Kaile couldn’t make a scene at all, so he had to swallow his anger and follow behind him to get in the car. The remaining matters could be left to Bai Li to complete.

Once in the car, the driver still greeted them enthusiastically, but Zhao Kaile’s response was clearly not as warm as before.

Zhan Hang could certainly feel it, but he didn’t know where he had offended Zhao Kaile again, and he couldn’t bring himself to ask, so he just waited. Anyway, this kid couldn’t keep things in his heart.

Sure enough, before they had even driven for a minute, Zhao Kaile couldn’t hold back anymore and began to demand an accounting: “Did you tell Zhang Wenqian about the thing I wrote…!”

“…” Zhan Hang crossed his arms and frowned, playing the villain first: “You’ve grown bold, huh? Who are you ‘you’ing?”

Zhao Kaile corrected himself: “You!”

Zhan Hang stubbornly said: “So what if I told her? What can you do about it? I even helped you get a click and a bookmark, isn’t that a good thing?”

Zhao Kaile said angrily: “But you clearly promised me you wouldn’t say anything!”

“Did I?” Zhan Hang supported his forehead, selectively forgetting, and he put on a pretty convincing act.

Zhao Kaile said excitedly: “Shameless!”

Zhan Hang: “…”

Zhao Kaile: “Unprecedented!”

Zhan Hang glanced at him, still not speaking.

Zhao Kaile continued: “A despicable cluster of dogs and flies!”

The corner of Zhan Hang’s mouth twitched. He reached out one hand and pressed it against Zhao Kaile’s forehead, saying with a warning tone: “That’s enough. Yell any more and I’ll beat you.”

“Go ahead and beat me.” Zhao Kaile put on a tragic expression, thinking to himself that even if you beat me to death I absolutely will not yield to a villainous force like you!

Zhan Hang mocked: “Anyone who didn’t know would think you were about to die a martyr’s death. What act of loyal martyrdom are you putting on?”

Zhao Kaile stared at him for a moment, then closed his mouth grievously, put his hands in his pockets, leaned against the other car window, and looked up at the sky with a sorrowful expression at a forty-five degree angle.

After getting out of the car and returning home, Zhao Kaile also only helped Zhan Hang take off his coat, got his shoes, and poured hot water in a businesslike manner, not saying a single word to him on his own initiative.

Zhan Hang tasted the flavor of being cold-shouldered. He sat lazily on the sofa, actually finding it somewhat novel. Zhao Kaile didn’t look at him at all, busying himself back and forth. Zhan Hang watched him, inexplicably wanting to laugh. He wanted to speak but held back. He just wanted to see how long Zhao Kaile could stay angry.

Author’s note:
This person really has a bad taste for amusement.