"You...deserve it."

After teasing Mu Jiang, Feng Alin was afraid that he would run up to him and he might start to banter again. So, he immediately ran ahead of his brother and left the latter behind even if he wasn't afraid of Mu Jiang.

It wasn't something new to them but Mu Jiang couldn't help complaining to the man beside him.

"See?! Luhan, did you notice that now?! That brat..." Mu Jiang's face flushed as he asked Yan Luhan in anger.

"Yes. I saw. So what? It's not like he'll really do you. He is a little child. You shouldn't take their childish-meaningless things to heart. Or one day you'll die a worthless death." While speaking he began to walk back inside the villa.

"What child?! He is only two months younger than me. Sometimes I think it would have been better for me to be born later. Shaoling is of the same age but he is much more reserved from that shit." He murmured in helplessness as he followed him inside.

"You shouldn't have those misconceptions. Also, you shouldn't compare them. Alin teases you so badly when you are older. So, if you were younger than him, then wouldn't he have bullied you to death? Moreover, did you forget the main reason for it? You... deserve it all." Yan Luhan said as he was laughing. When Mu Jiang heard the last sentence, he covered his face with his one hand in shame. Yan Luhan saw it and dragged him inside while laughing out loud.

In the past, They had always tolerated Mu Jiang's 'easily forget' habit. But one time, it was disastrous. One time in the past, he had volunteered to arrange a grand birthday party for Feng Alin. At first, Feng Alin was reluctant to give consent but when Mu Jiang pressed him to agree, he gave in in the end. 

Feng Alin just entered the entertainment industry back then. Even if he was not very famous, he had a small fanbase and they were very loyal to him. Moreover, he was young and handsome, his personality was good and cheerful. His agency put a lot of importance on him. 

When they heard from his manager that Young Master Mu was his friend and promised to arrange a big birthday party for him, they arranged a few reporters to cover the event. They also invited some of his loyal fans to take part in it. They didn't know he was from an equally influential family as Feng Alin didn't tell them about his identity.

When they reached the revenue, the place was like a fantasy. There was everything like multiple colours of balloons, beautiful decorations, excellent lighting etc. also a large poster wishing him a happy birthday. Everything was screaming 'extravagant'. But the person in question, 'Mu Jiang' was nowhere to be seen. 

When Feng Alin asked some staff where he was, they couldn't specifically answer him about his whereabouts.

There was a big cake placed in the middle of the hall and many people became excited to see such a beautiful and incredible cake.

When the clock struck midnight, everyone wished him a happy birthday and his manager told him to cut the cake to celebrate with everyone. While the birthday song was playing in the background, he blew out the candles and cut the cake with his fans; flashing a charming smile towards the cameras. 

But then suddenly, they heard a click sound and a large amount of icy cold water was thrown at him from the ceiling. He was smiling at the camera as it recorded everything; including his ridiculous smile and the messy appearance. 

People were dumbfounded by the sudden turn of events. Many of his fans were drenched in the cold water too as they were standing very close to him. He had to apologise to them multiple times. He nearly became a laughing stock to them. His agency tried to suppress the news but somehow it was leaked by an anti-fan. 

Even if he was a small celebrity, he was on the verge of becoming a meme by those online people. Feng Alin treasured his image a lot so it was a heavy blow to his self-esteem.

And the main culprit Mu Jiang? He was tired after organising the party. So, he unconsciously slept away the whole night in one of the rooms of that party revenue. He wasn't even aware that he nearly did a terrible thing. 

When Feng Alin found him, they quarrelled for a long time but Mu Jiang said he forgot that Feng Alin was a celebrity and didn't think too much when he arranged it like that. Also, he didn't know there would be reporters or his fans would come. Even if later Mu Jiang suppressed the news, turned the news in his favour, Feng Alin didn't forget it and held a grudge against him till now.

After that day, Feng Alin wouldn't let a single opportunity slip away to mock, tease or even beat Mu Jiang. And Mu Jiang could only endure it and when it crossed the line he would fight with Feng Alin.

... ... 

Feng Alin went to his car runningly. He opened the front door and sat down on the driver's seat. When he turned around, he saw his brother was walking at a slow and leisurely pace like always. He became impatient as he began to shout.

"Shaoling, hurry up. You are walking so slowly like a snail. Hurry! I've to go to the agency." He spoke up loudly as he began to press the button of his car's horn. The car was making unbearable noise as he was doing it nonstop. It was very unbearable to the ears.

Feng Shaoling's mood became bad as he bellowed in anger. "Stop making trouble! Can't you see I'm coming?!" He increased his footsteps as he walked to the car and sat down on the front seat; beside his brother.

Feng Alin started the car and began to drive. He was driving calmly as he was whistling a recent famous song. On the other hand, Feng Shaoling was silent the whole way as his eyes were closed shut. But suddenly the car stopped and he was jolted out from his deep thoughts. He looked at the front.

"Shit!" Feng Alin cursed out loud when he saw the big line of cars ahead of him as there was a traffic jam. He waited for five minutes but there was no sign of it to resolve. 

Feng Shaoling felt stifled. To open the glass windows, he pushed the switch down lightly, and held it until the desired position was reached. 

Feng Alin turned off the air cooler of the car and waited for the jam to break. He waited for nearly ten minutes but his patient snapped. He wore a mask and got down from the car. As he stood in the sea of cars, he vaguely saw an ambulance ahead and two tattered cars up ahead. 

He sat down on his seat as he smashed his fist on the steering wheel as it gave a loud honk. People beside them all turned towards their direction while someone cursed them for making noise.

"What's wrong?" Feng Shaoling asked when he saw his angry face.