Chapter 23 - Yan Sui was not "worn", he was just in love.

The glimmer in Meng Ting's eyes were too pure and suddenly Yan Sui's heart was moved; then, he looked at He Wan.

"I'll take Meng Ting out to take a look at the pet shelter." If he would say that they would go, then they would definitely go. Yan Sui's actions had always been so high.

He Wan's complexion became more unsightly. Her anger that was provoked by Meng Ting had not dissipated, and now, Yan Sui wanted to take the person away. This was obviously to cover up Meng Ting's faults.

Nowadays, in the whole of Haicheng, who would dare to say bad things to her? However, not only did Meng Ting say it, but he also did not admit his mistakes and did not apologize. He dared to act like this because Yan Sui protected him.

She originally wanted to annoy Yan Sui, but she obviously failed, and it was her who was vexed. With this on mind, her thirty percent of rage became seventy percent of rage!

All kinds of emotions ran around her mind. She restrained her expressions so that her anger would not show but she did not smile anymore. She indifferently looked at Meng Ting with vague compassion in her eyes.

She pitied Meng Ting because he fell for Yan Sui's sweet words of mercy and he began to think he knew everything. The more he thought so, the more miserable Meng Ting would fall in the end.

With the things that were going on, she came around both dissatisfied and satisfied. She was obviously dissatisfied because Meng Ting was an insensible man, but it was this 'stupidness' of him that she took fancy the most at first; except that now, when she got herself involved with him, she also got annoyed by him.

When it comes to why she was satisfied, it was all because of Yan Sui. Yan Sui, who never responded to her decision, had unexpectedly chosen to use tricks to seduce Meng Ting this time, and he even played some love drama in front of her. Because of that, she wanted to see how long he could play this game.

Meng Ting was naturally so sensitive to this kind of gaze. However, it was only by understanding the meaning of this gaze so that he became even more confused. So, what did he do to make her feel pity? Was it because he was born more slow-witted than others?

"Let's go," Yan Sui turned his body to the side to block He Wan's gaze, then he gently nodded at her and led Meng Ting to walk away.

He Wan watched Yan Sui take the boy away and after she sat in the living room for a while, she left the Yans' residence.

With this, she failed to find something more terrible such as the fact that Yan Sui and Meng Ting shared a room before marriage and so on. As far as she knew, Yan Sui would never let people enter his room just to coax them, even if the person was allowed to move into the house. His room was absolutely his territory. It was definitely impossible and disdainful for Yan Sui to let people violate it.

As for a walk after their meal, Yan Sui took Meng Ting to walk around. In passing, he took him out to get Meng Ting familiarized with the roads around the Yans' residence. They went south of the Yans' residence until they reached the villa area, and the people in that area gradually increased.

Yan Sui grew up in this area and was naturally familiar with the neighborhood, but he had not wandered around like this for a few years.

Meng Ting was not curious about other things. He just remembered the road and did not see much. He was absorbed with following Yan Sui.

However, he somewhat noticed that many eyes fell on Yan Sui. Even though those people did not come over to chat with him, they undoubtedly were interested in Yan Sui. Indeed, he felt that Yan Sui was good, so of course, there were others who also felt that Yan Sui was good.

Although Yan Sui did not keep on holding on to Meng Ting's hand, he occasionally bowed his head and talked to him. Those gentle and affectionate looks also drove away a lot of 'envious' eyes.

To Meng Ting's surprise, most of those who looked over to them wanted to see him. However, Yan Sui was very keen about this, so he calmly blocked them or declared his sovereignty through some unnoticeable little movements.

It was simply impossible for strangers to penetrate Yan Sui's aura. However, with Meng Ting by his side, Yan Sui did not feel gloomy as he did before. Yan Sui was gentle and handsome. He was really eye-catching. It was only Meng Ting who felt that the others were looking at Yan Sui. Meng Ting felt sour in his heart, when in fact, it was supposed to be Yan Sui who should be more sour.

"We're here…" Yan Sui pointed to the front and put his hand down, then he pulled Meng Ting's hand.

Meng Ting gripped his hand too and looked at it. The emotions of excitement and joy mixed together also left those unclear emotions behind.

"Do you think we should raise a cat or a dog?"

"We should raise whatever you like," Yan Sui said then he continued to lead Meng Ting to go inside. Just now, he should have held Meng Ting's hand the whole time instead of worrying about the gazes that would make Meng Ting uncomfortable and keep his distance.

"Mm-hmm," Meng Ting gently agreed to him and somehow, the tip of his nose felt slightly ticklish and his eyes were also covered with a light mist at the moment. He did not want to cry. He just felt a little moved.

For him, to raise a pet felt more unreal than to get his and Yan Sui's marriage certificate.

However, now that his marriage with Yan Sui was real and them raising pets was also real, he just felt moved.

Yan Sui looked down at Meng Ting then gently pulled his hand and took him into his arms. He reached out for Meng Ting's hair and said, "Let's go inside and have a look."

"Okay," Meng Ting nodded and grasped Yan Sui's hand firmly, then they entered the shelter together.

They came in through a glass door then faced a man with a pair of metal-framed eyeglasses and a white coat. He looked at Yan Sui and was stunned. The seriousness on his face dispersed a little and stood casually, "How come you've got the time to come here?"

When he opened his business for the first time, Yan Sui came over for ten minutes. Since then, he had never set his foot here again.

"I just sent you a text message," Yan Sui continued to lead Meng Ting to the only soft leather sofa in the pet shelter, which was the throne that Zhen Han had made for himself. Ordinarily, no one dared to touch it. The sofa was very eye catching and it stood alone amongst a bunch of wooden stools.

"Sit down," said Yan Sui to Meng Ting. Meng Ting nodded and looked at Zhen Han with uncertainty, then he sat down.

Zhen Han came over with black face. He groped his pocket but did not find his phone, then he continued to say, "I just did a minor operation and it seems like I forgot my phone in the locker room."

He swept his eyes to Meng Ting as he spoke, and Meng Ting also looked him in the eyes. He did not evade it nor was he curious anymore. It was just a very ordinary eye contact. Zhen Han, who was 'distressed' by Yan Sui, felt that he was 'healed' at once.

"This is Meng Ting, your sister-in-law."

"He's Zhen Han, my cousin."

Yan Sui also had an aunt who lived abroad for so many years. Zhen Han lived in the old house for two years when he was young, and later on, he was taken abroad.

Two years ago, he returned to the country and opened a pet clinic near his old house, but the pet clinic was named 'Pet Shelter.'

"Hello, cousin," Meng Ting obediently greeted him. So far, he knew nothing about the people around Yan Sui and matters about him. It was only today that he was able to meet He Wan and Yan Sui's cousin, Zhen Han.

"Hello," Zhen Han stared at Meng Ting and glanced at the sofa where he was sitting. This sister-in-law seemed a bit foolish, but his first impression of Meng Ting was that he was not annoying, so Zhen Han did not force the person to get up.

However, Yan Sui, his cousin, always forgot about his mysophobia and that made him irritated.

"We want to raise a pet. Do you have any suitable one here? Let's take a look first."

Yan Sui continued standing and said something to Zhen Han. His cousin's problem was not only mysophobia. He was also stingy. He handled everything in the pet clinic himself. Of course, if he would buy good durable goods that could be touched by other people, the cheaper it was, the better it would be.

Yan Sui believed that Zhen Han was not mysophobic. He was just reluctant to let others use his good things.

"Except for some stray cats and dogs that came in a few days ago, there aren't any small animals that would suit you. How about if I call you again in two days?"

His 'Pet Shelter' was mainly a clinic which was opened for treating pets of nearby families and for pet grooming. They also sell young animals; however, they usually ordered the breeds in advance. He only ordered them to sell them, so there would not be any young animals available if it was a sudden case like this.

Yan Sui did not respond to him, but Meng Ting already tugged on his sleeve. Because of this, Yan Sui and Zhen Han looked at him.

"Stray cats and dogs are better. I think they'll like me," Meng Ting shared the same bad experience and sentiments as with them. These cats and dogs once had no home just like him. He knew that they desired a home more than any other domestic pets.

"And you…they'll like you, too."

Yan Sui's adam apple rolled up and down, then he said softly, "Okay."

Looking at it like this, he only wanted to meet all of Meng Ting's requirements.

Using the term 'lost his head over lust' to describe Yan Sui was rather too much, but Meng Ting really had the ability to affect his mood and decision.

However, he realized this and still chose to let it go. Just because of this answer, Meng Ting gave Yan Sui a smile.

Meng Ting pursed his lips. Perhaps, he wanted to be a little more reserved, but he could not resist it. He smiled and reached out to rub Yan Sui's hand to express his gratitude.

Zhen Han raised his eyebrows at Meng Ting and also cast a sidelong glance at Yan Sui. This was the flaming hot gossip that people were talking about.

Had his aunt suddenly changed and did something good? This possibility was really small.

"…If you haven't eaten yet, you should nibble on dog food."

Zhen Han muttered and swallowed the curses that he wanted to say in front of them. He certainly did not care if he would swear in front of others, but Yan Sui was stricter than his mother. It was not only a mouthful of lecture that he would receive from Yan Sui. Sometimes, Zhen Han was also pulled to practice his fists and feet. This time would be the time for him to be taught a lesson.

Meng Ting walked around the pet cage and finally chose an extremely ugly kitten and a yellow native dog with half of its tail gone.

Nowadays, there were a lot of people who raised cats and dogs, but there were also a lot of pets that were abandoned and abused.

Meng Ting squatted in front of the cage. He reached out and stroked the listless dog. It underwent operation two days ago. "It's okay. Afterwards, you'll have me and Yan Sui. We'll take care of you."

That native dog seemed to feel Meng Ting's kindness. He licked Meng Ting's palm and gently 'grunted' as if it was responding to his words.

Meng Ting stroked it for a while, then he went to look at the white kitten that he had asked for. It was injured and sick. Except for its face, the fur on its body had shed off. Originally, it was already thin, so without its fur, it became thinner and uglier.

The only part of its face with fur was also infected by fungal infection and had many black clots, making it look very unsightly. It was really beyond Zhen Han's expectations that Meng Ting would choose them. What was more unexpected was that Meng Ting really liked them.

"They have undergone surgery and the stitches have been tied up. It's okay to take them, but you need to understand how to take care of them."

Zhen Han leaned against the door as if he did not have any bones. Of course, he was also like this in front of Yan Sui. Ordinarily, he thought Yan Sui was quite serious and very cold.

"Every three days, you have to bring them back here for an examination."

In other words, he did not mean that he would not go over to the Yans' residence. There were so many people in the Yans' residence. How could it be impossible to find someone who would take care of the two small animals? As for the re-examination, with one phone call from Yan Sui, Zhen Han would definitely come over.

Meng Ting stood up. He went to Zhen Han's side and earnestly asked, "Can you explain it to me carefully?"

Zhen Han swept a quick look at Yan Sui from the corner of his eyes. He immediately stopped and nodded, "Okay."

With that said, Zhen Han's talkativeness was exposed. He talked endlessly for two hours with Meng Ting and Meng Ting earnestly listened to him for the whole two hours.

Meng Ting looked at the two cages by his feet. He felt that this was the first time that he wanted to ask for someone else's phone number.

"Can I ask for your phone number? If there's a part that I can't remember, I think I'll have to check it with you."

"Yes, you can." Zhen Han restrained himself then he nodded and glanced at Yan Sui, who went outside to answer a phone call. After that, he reached out to touch Meng Ting's hair, "Hey, we're family. There's no need to be so polite."

For the whole evening, he had been wanting to touch Meng Ting's hair but Yan Sui had been eyeing him like a tiger eyeing its prey; hence, he did not have the courage to do so; but now… He still could not do it.

Meng Ting looked a little stunned, but he grabbed Zhen Han's wrist as soon as he raised his hand. Meng Ting frowned and looked at Zhen Han, "What are you doing?"

Zhen Han bitterly withdrew his outstretched hand. He must not let Meng Ting know that he had been yearning to touch his hair for a long time now.

"Nothing, you just have something on your hair. I'll get it for you."

Though Zhen Han said it earnestly, Meng Ting was still puzzled; however, he still released Zhen Han's hand, then Zhen Han finally ruffled his hair once and Meng Ting endured it for once. When Yan Sui went back in and was faced with this scene, he felt that Zhen Han's hand had to be twisted and 'taken care of.'

"Are you done talking?" Yan Sui looked at Zhen Han. He sounded indifferently but Zhen Han immediately straightened his back and nodded, "Yes."

As they talked, Meng Ting continued looking down at the cages where the frightened kitten and dog were.

Zhen Han simply explained a little more, then sent Yan Sui and Meng Ting to leave. He watched the back of Yan Sui and Meng Ting disappear at the door. He took out his phone and immediately posted in his Moments [1].

([1] Moments is a function in the WeChat app. It mainly focuses on sharing pictures with captions, while sharing statuses and sharing websites are also permitted.)

"Little Sister-in-Law is really cute," he added a picture in his collection of cute cats.

It had not been posted for two minutes, yet the next line of notifications were already about likes.

Considering that Yan Sui might also see it, no one dared to comment anything, but all the likes that followed suit in the notifications had already revealed that they were wriggling to gossip about it.

Of course, what made it more frightening was that after half an hour, Yan Sui's name suddenly appeared among this line of likes.

After a long period of silence, Zhong Ming was finally the first one commenting on the post.

"It seems that even Boss Yan also feels that our Little Sister-in-Law is cute, haha."

A minute, two minutes, and three minutes had passed yet Yan Sui did not respond. Because of that, Zhong Ming's heart finally fell.

Zhong Ming laughed a few times and easily recovered from this. He actually planned to go out and have some fun but after that, he staggered and fell down on the ground.

He saw the comment below and there was a new line of words.

"I'm not cute. Yan Sui's cute."

Zhong Ming howled like a wolf. It was actually difficult to imagine that someone would use the word 'cute' to describe Yan Sui. More than half of those who saw the comment, along with Zhong Ming, vomited!

Then, after that sentence, there was another reply which was suspected to be sent by Yan Sui himself, "Hmm."

After they returned to the Yans' residence, they settled the cages first for the new kitten and dog. Meng Ting consoled them for a while, then Yan Sui took him back to their room. After they took a bath, they prepared to go to sleep.

Meng Ting took a shower first and Yan Sui after. After taking a shower, he saw that Meng Ting was playing with his phone. He took Meng Ting into his embrace and taught Meng Ting how to use some chat apps.

Actually, Yan Sui did not use it much himself. He keyed in some words and helped Meng Ting set up an account, then he let Meng Ting add his own account. He then took Meng Ting's phone and passed it back. He taught Meng Ting how to use the Moments.

While Yan Sui was demonstrating how to use it, he came across Zhen Han's comment then he put a like on it.

"Tap here to reply." Yan Sui tapped the key once again and a dialogue box popped up.

Meng Ting held the phone and pondered for a while. He wrote a comment. Of course, he did not send it yet. He looked at Yan Sui first and smiled at him. He just felt that Yan Sui was cute. Every part of him was cute.

Yan Sui looked at what Zhen Han shared in Moments and recalled Zhen Han's hand touching Meng Ting's hair earlier. He lightly tapped on Meng Ting's comment with his fingertip, then he sent out another comment, "Hmm."

This public display of affection showed in his cousin's phone. The dog food that Yan Sui scattered was inhumane. Many of those who saw it wailed, shaking heaven and earth. However, the man behind it all, Yan Sui, took his and Meng Ting's phones from Meng Ting's hand and placed them on the bedside table.

"It's almost eleven o'clock. Let's go to sleep."

"Okay."

Though Meng Ting felt that Yan Sui's comment in Moments was more interesting than his, he still listened to him and obediently nodded.

He crawled out from Yan Sui's embrace and lied down on the pillow beside him. Yan Sui got up to turn off the lights and lied down on the bed. He did not wait long for Meng Ting to move slowly so Yan Sui immediately reached out and pulled the man over, then gently embraced Meng Ting.

"Go to sleep."

"Okay," Meng Ting answered but his eyes were still wide open. He waited for some time, yet Yan Sui was still just holding him, then he poked Yan Sui's chest, "Aren't you forgetting something?"

"What is it?" Yan Sui smiled but his eyes were still closed as he held Meng Ting in his arms and did not move.

Meng Ting gently freed himself and stretched out his hands from the quilt to wrap it around Yan Sui's neck, "You haven't said good night and kissed me."

Yan Sui opened his eyes and looked at him. In the dim light of the lamp, Meng Ting's eyes were still bright and he looked puzzled. It was as if they already had an agreement on this matter earlier. At least for Meng Ting, Yan Sui should give him a good night kiss and he would return it with a good morning kiss.

Yan Sui did not hesitate. He held Meng Ting and changed their posture. All of a sudden, Meng Ting was encircled on the bed. Of course, this posture was awkward, yet Meng Ting's hands were still hooked on Yan Sui's neck and did not let go. When he saw that Yan Sui was leaning forward, Meng Ting gently smiled and subconsciously closed his eyes.

However, Yan Sui's kiss did not land on the space between his eyebrows; instead, he directly kissed Meng Ting on his lips. They stayed still like this, with no one leaving nor progressing with the kiss.

Meng Ting slowly opened his eyes. He swept his eyes to Yan Sui's face, then he moved his hands from Yan Sui's neck to his cheeks and caressed it. Yan Sui slightly moved away and Meng Ting's face continued to follow his. Meng Ting stuck his tongue out and gently licked the part where he bit Yan Sui in the afternoon.

"It's…"

Before he could even finish what he was saying, Yan Sui's kisses fell successively. He trapped Meng Ting between his arms and plundered Meng Ting's lips. For men, kissing was something that they did not need to learn from others. His senses were his best teachers.

The sounds of their tongues clicking, filled with a clandestine flavor, lengthened this endless kiss. A simple good night kiss turned into a warm good night kiss, which was somewhat hard putting in order.

Both of their breaths were erratic and Meng Ting's chest continued rising and falling as his enclosed lips were somewhat numbed. He looked at Yan Sui and whispered, "It'sshot, it'sshot."

In fact, he was meaning to say that it was 'It's hot, it's hot.' The heat from his lips immediately burned his entire body.

Yan Sui propped up his body. After a long time, he lied back on his original position, then he pulled Meng Ting again and hugged him, "Good night."

Meng Ting hugged him back and nodded, "Good night."

This kiss was unexpectedly a tiring good night kiss, but with Yan Sui's good night kiss and hug, Meng Ting thought that tonight, he would sleep well for sure.

Meng Ting's heart settled down and soon, he fell asleep. On the contrary, Yan Sui still felt the heat for quite some time before he was able to settle down and fall asleep. For their good night kiss hereafter, Yan Sui thought that he should not easily stir up the fire; otherwise, he and Meng Ting would not be able to handle such heat.

The next day, Yan Sui woke up and got a sweet and cloying good morning kiss from Meng Ting. He went to work and Meng Ting took care of the kitten and the dog at home.

The native dog, which Meng Ting named Rhubarb, was not that bad, but the kitten, Furball, was so unsightly that even Uncle Xiao and Nanny Wang did not want to approach it.

However, Meng Ting brought them back without the intention of asking others to take care of them. He wanted to take care of the kitten and dog himself. Besides, he learned a lot from Zhen Han last night. He brought Rhubarb and Furball, then grabbed the medical kit, and went to the front lawn of the Yans' residence to check on them.

Under the early morning's sunlight, he held Furball in his embrace and then carefully held a cotton swab and gently applied the medicine on the kitten. Rhubarb, who still did not dare to wander around, happily stayed by Meng Ting's side. One man and his two pets were in their own world.

After Uncle Xiao and Nanny Wang checked on him several times, they were then assured that Meng Ting did not need their help; hence, they decided not to disturb him.

"Furball, quickly take the medicine. Soon, you'll get better. When your fur will grow, you'll definitely become beautiful."

Meng Ting attentively looked at Furball and it still looked dubious, so he added, "Even if you're not beautiful, it doesn't matter because Yan Sui and I will raise you."

Perhaps, because Meng Ting's caress felt so comfortable, Furball, who never made a single sound since they arrived at the Yans' Residence, softly 'meowed' with a little suckling sound as it took its medicine.

Meng Ting sprung up, he took out his phone from his chest and took a picture of himself and Furball. After he pondered carefully, he sent it to Yan Sui.

Yan Sui picked up his phone to check on the message. At first, he thought that it was from gossipers who were shocked by post in Moments yesterday; however, he then saw that it was Meng Ting and his knitted brows immediately relaxed. When he opened the notification, he saw the picture and stared at it for a while, then he set it as his phone's wallpaper.

"Furball's meow is really cute." Under the picture, Meng Ting sent another message.

That evening, because of Zhen Han's post in Moments, Meng Ting finally accomplished to really understand the meaning of the word 'cute.'

He thought that Yan Sui was cute. Their kitten and dog were also cute; however, Yan Sui declined this. Yan Sui thought that Meng Ting, who said this, was the cutest.

Yan Sui opened his Moments and sent out his first post.

He typed in 'Cute,' then he added Meng Ting's picture while holding Furball.

It did not take long for the army, who had liked Zhen Han's Moments post last night, to flock to the scene. After Gu Lang liked Yan Sui's post, Yan Sui's phone rang up.

"Are you Yan Sui? Are you still Yan Sui? Are you really Yan Sui?" He was one hundred percent suspicious that Yan Sui was 'struck.'

"What's the matter?" As soon as Yan Sui's cold voice was heard, Gu Lang's million doubts disappeared. He had been lectured so many times with this voice and this tone. If he could not recognize it, then who could recognize it?

Yan Sui was not 'struck.' He was just in love.