Chapter Twenty-Eight

Yi Xiaoyu was deeply asleep when You Yige strode swiftly to the bedside and suddenly grabbed the collar of Yi Xiaoyu's pajama beneath his neck. With one forceful yank, You Yige hauled Yi Xiaoyu's upper body up. Yi Xiaoyu woke almost instantly, startled, and the first thing he saw was You Yige's ferocious face.

"Fatty?" Yi Xiaoyu's voice was still weak from sleep. "Why are you here?"

You Yige was breathing heavily, his chest heaving so violently it was frightening. He growled, "Why the hell can't I be here? Did I interrupt your fun?"

No matter how groggy he was, You Yige's roar snapped Yi Xiaoyu fully awake. Yi Xiaoyu retorted angrily, "What are you crazy about?"

Finding it hard to breathe, Yi Xiaoyu struggled to pry You Yige's hand from his collar and snapped, "Damn fatty, let go of me!"

You Yige clung tightly to Yi Xiaoyu's shirt, his eyes bloodshot. "Did you two do it? Huh? Did you?"

Yi Xiaoyu felt as if he was about to be strangled by his collar. In a fit of rage, he raised his hand and slapped You Yige on the head. "Pull yourself together!"

You Yige's breathing grew increasingly chaotic. "Fine, you won’t say it? I’ll damn well check for myself!"

With that, You Yige shoved Yi Xiaoyu onto the bed and began to tear at his clothes with rough hands.

"Damn fatty, do you have a death wish!"

In his desperation, Yi Xiaoyu slapped You Yige across the face, then quickly jumped off the bed, retreating several steps to keep his distance.

You Yige stood by the bed, holding his face, glaring fiercely at Yi Xiaoyu. "You cheat on me and still hit me?"

Yi Xiaoyu was stunned. "Cheat? What are you talking about?"

"Your lover’s still lying in the living room! What do you think I mean?"

Suddenly recalling something, Yi Xiaoyu turned and rushed to the living room. From afar, he saw Wen Ming leaning against a wall, clutching his stomach in pain.

"Wen Ming, are you alright?" Yi Xiaoyu crouched down, worried. "Why is your face so pale?"

Wen Ming’s face was slick with cold sweat from the pain. He turned to Yi Xiaoyu and managed a bitter smile. "This time... I might really have broken a rib."

Kicked far by Boss You, Wen Ming had nearly thought he’d die in that moment. Though he'd braced himself for some injuries, this was far beyond what he'd expected.

"Wait here, I'll call for help," Yi Xiaoyu said, running to the bedroom for his phone, only to be blocked by You Yige.

Yi Xiaoyu’s anxious concern for Wen Ming was another trigger for You Yige, who was on the verge of exploding. He grabbed Yi Xiaoyu’s hand and, without a word, dragged him toward the door. "Right now! You’re coming home with me!"

Yi Xiaoyu had to use all his strength to break free from You Yige’s grip. "Listen, Fatty, it’s not what you think. After I get Wen Ming to the hospital, I’ll explain—"

"Hospital?!" You Yige nearly roared. "I could kill him right now!"

"I don’t have time to argue with you. If you trust me, then—"

"I don’t trust you!"

"You—" Yi Xiaoyu was furious, taking several deep breaths to calm himself. "If anything happens to Wen Ming, you’re the first responsible! I’m calling for help now, and after that, I’ll— What are you doing?!"

Yi Xiaoyu hadn’t finished speaking before You Yige suddenly lifted him by the waist, turned toward the door, and carried him away. Yi Xiaoyu cursed and struggled with all his might, landing several blows on You Yige’s body and face, but You Yige refused to let go.

In the end, You Yige forced Yi Xiaoyu into the car. He pinned Yi Xiaoyu to the back seat. "I’ll ask one more time! Did you sleep with him?"

"No." Yi Xiaoyu kept pushing him away. "Do you take me for yourself?"

You Yige sneered. "You just didn’t have time yet, right?"

Yi Xiaoyu regained his composure. "Fatty, I’ll say it again. Let me out of the car!"

"Let you out? So you can run to your lover? I regret not beating him to death earlier! I swear, even if he recovers, I’ll find a way to make him stay in the hospital for another two months!"

"You... Is violence all you know how to do?" Yi Xiaoyu shouted angrily.

"Against people like him, what else should I do? Talk it out? He tries to steal you from me? I’ll make sure he has nowhere to stay in V City! I know you’re thinking about him, you two loved each other for seven years, separated for two, you must have a lot to say, right? Hah, do you desperately want to sleep with him, try the taste you’ve been waiting for—"

"You Yige!" Yi Xiaoyu’s eyes burned, a feeling of tears surging up. He never imagined You Yige would say such things to humiliate him.

Yi Xiaoyu stopped struggling, gazing up at the man with deep disappointment. He spoke slowly, "If that’s what you believe, then let’s get a divorce!"

As soon as the words fell, the car plunged into silence. You Yige froze as if struck, his manic expression shifting to one of disbelief and anguish, pain rippling through his heart again and again, growing until it was hard to breathe.

The two words he had always most feared, or perhaps since marrying Yi Xiaoyu, always believed would never reach him, now crashed down like thunder before his eyes.

"Divorce? Divorce?" You Yige sucked in a breath, his voice trembling. "So eager to run back to that man?"

Yi Xiaoyu pushed You Yige aside, his gaze cold and clear. He no longer wished to defend himself. "Think whatever you want."

You Yige did not stop him, letting Yi Xiaoyu get out of the car and return to the hotel.

Staring at Yi Xiaoyu’s departing figure, You Yige punched the seat, gritting his teeth. "Just you wait!"

(Yawning Bro: The boss is about to go wild~)