Chapter 23 The Teasing Yandere Boy 23

Chapter 23: The Teasing Yandere Boy 23

The man seemed to raise an eyebrow at Qiao Ling with a hint of pride: "You sure you can bear to?"

"I... why wouldn't I be?"

Qiao Ling pulled away from the man's arms, bent down to pick up the ice, and kept pressing it to his leg.

Jiang Ran didn't reply, just gave a faint smile.

Why wouldn't he be willing?

Just seeing how furious the young master was today was enough to make Jiang Ran certain.

The young master still cared about him a lot, he just couldn't figure out why Qiao Ling was keeping his distance.

Didn't he enjoy it just as much when they were together?

Qiao Ling pressed down on his leg to keep him still, his look focused and intent.

Jiang Ran sat on the sofa and just came right out and said it.

"Chen Ming invited me over today. Originally, I wasn't going to bother with this kind of event."

Qiao Ling looked up at him, his clear, bright eyes full of confusion.

So... what was he getting at?

"Later, Chen Ming said you'd be here today. I came here for you."

Qiao Ling met the young man's pitch-black eyes, and his heart felt like it skipped a beat. The young man's ink-dark eyes seemed to burn with fire, the heat making his heart race for no reason.

He quickly ducked his head and mumbled an "Oh."

Jiang Ran being this forward gave Qiao Ling the illusion that Jiang Ran couldn't live without him.

Qiao Ling coughed and explained, "I've just been hanging out with my parents lately. My parents have been a bit much recently, always nagging about setting me up on blind dates.

But it's fine. I'll be moving back home soon."

Hearing this, Jiang Ran felt a pang of alarm.

"Blind dates? Your family's that eager?"

Qiao Ling sat up and gently rubbed his knee, saying, "Not really. My mom just wants me to meet more people."

Besides, in this rich circle, knowing one more person could open up new opportunities, so it wasn't exactly a bad thing.

In Qiao's parents' eyes, Qiao Ling would never have to sacrifice his own happiness for the family business.

So he wasn't under any pressure; he just hadn't felt like seeing people lately because he was in a bad mood.

Since the young master had been holding the ice for a while, his fingers had gone a bit cold.

Jiang Ran gently took his hand, eyes lowered as he spoke.

So, once you've decided on something, you should make your move early, right?

As they said goodbye that day, Qiao Ling went on and on reminding him.

Jiang Ran's leg wasn't badly hurt—a patch of medicated plaster and it'd be fine in two days.

Seeing that Qiao Ling didn't seem to be avoiding him anymore, he asked hesitantly, "Can you give me a call once you're home?"

Qiao Ling pressed his lips together, looked at him, then nodded.

Sure.

Even though Jiang Ran was doing fine without him, he wasn't totally useless either!

So Qiao Ling was convinced he could still be of some use.

As long as he could make Jiang Ran happy, that was all that mattered!

Qiao Huai and Chen Ming watched the two of them, both deep in thought.

"What does your brother mean? He doesn't like Xiao Ran?" Chen Ming asked curiously.

After all, Qiao Ling wasn't the type to back down from going after someone he liked!

Qiao Huai's gaze moved from the two of them to Chen Ming, and he leaned in to murmur, "I brought the guy like I promised. So, you coming with me tonight?"

Chen Ming chuckled and shoved him away: "Sorry, I'm buried in work!"

Hearing that, Qiao Huai shoved him into the car.

Planning to keep him busy all night.

When Qiao Ling got home, he found a pretty, delicate-looking girl sitting on the sofa.

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His mom smiled and said, "Xiao Ling, come over here. This is your Little Sweet Sister. You two used to play house when you were little."

Hearing this, Little Sweet Sister narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Yeah, I remember we argued over who got to be the mom, and Qiao Ling was holding onto my doll for dear life!"

Qiao Ling: "..."

What kind of cringe-worthy old memory is this?

So the original owner's thing was being a male mom?

Hell no!!!

"Xiao Ling, Little Sweet Sister just got back from abroad and came all the way here to see you today. She's staying over tonight. Tomorrow, make sure you take her out to eat. Don't be as cheap as you were when you were a kid."

Qiao Ling: "..."

This was seriously a disaster out of nowhere!

He glanced at the girl beside him, who was as sweet as her name suggested, and gave a slight nod.

"Alright."

Hearing that, Little Sweet Sister stood up and pulled an elegant gift box out of her backpack, handing it to Qiao Ling.

"Brother Xiao Ling, I brought this back specially for you. Hope you like it."

With his mom watching him intently, Qiao Ling couldn't exactly say no—especially since she'd said she brought it back just for him.

Qiao Ling accepted the gift, said "thank you," and then headed upstairs with the box.

"Auntie, do you think Brother Xiao Ling will like the gift I gave him?"

"What did you give him?"

"A limited-edition doll!"

Qiao Ling almost missed a step on the stairs—

Damn, this gift is too hot to handle!

That night, right as Qiao Ling finished washing up and got into bed, Jiang Ran sent a video call.

He hesitated for two seconds before picking up.

The guy on the other end was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, which softened his usually cold demeanor with a hint of refinement, making him look like a classy scoundrel.

Qiao Ling gave a little cough to cover up his embarrassment.

He didn't want to admit he was kind of into him.

"Young master, what are you doing?"

"About to go to sleep."

"That early?" Jiang Ran asked.

"Yeah, I've got some stuff to do tomorrow."

Jiang Ran smirked, staring at his sweetheart on the screen.

The young master's hair was still damp, plastered to his forehead, his face all flushed, and under the warm lamplight, his eyes shone like stars in the dark night sky.

"Young master."

"Mm?" Even though Jiang Ran still wouldn't change what he called him, Qiao Ling had gotten used to it by now.

"I kind of miss you."

Qiao Ling: "..."

The big bad guy in his memory didn't seem like the type to just drop sweet talk anytime.

"Don't you miss me at all?"

Not wanting to disappoint him, Qiao Ling rubbed his nose and finally mumbled, "A little, sometimes."

He felt his ears getting hot, so he kept fidgeting and moving around, like he was trying to hide something.

"Miss what? The kitchen, the couch, or the balcony?"

Qiao Ling: "!!!"

"Jiang Ran, has anyone ever told you that you've gone bad!"

This guy starts talking like that the second he opens his mouth now—he used to be such a gentleman!

Jiang Ran just smirked.

Some things, once you start, you can't stop—he figured Qiao Ling probably understood that by now.

"The day after tomorrow, I'll come find you at your place, young master."

Qiao Ling said, "The day after tomorrow, I'm heading home."

"Then I'll come to your place—we'll do it in the kitchen."

Qiao Ling: "???"