The Devoted Second Male Lead Decided to Favor Someone Else

The Devoted Second Male Lead Decided to Favor Someone Else Chapter 22.4

Genius Artist - Replacement of the White Moonlight for the Rich CEO

The group of four walked to a counter, asking the bartender to bring two bottles of foreign wine, one bottle for each side of the set.

The blond understood how to serve others and poured half a glass for Huo Lian, then brought the glass to him.

Huo Lian didn’t take it and said casually, “Feed me.”

The blond thought he’d won the favour of a rich man and happily raised the glass to Huo Lian’s mouth, carefully feeding it to him.

Lu Shijin was furious. How is Huo Lian setting up a fucking trap for Huo Qi? It’s clearly a front for you to pick up men, even daring to do so in front of me!

Since it’s like this, then we should see who’s better at playing around, who can act more freely.

Lu Shijin, without saying a word, poured Huo Qi a full cup of wine, leaning intimately against Huo Qi's arm. "Husband, I’ll feed you too."

Seeing the full glass of wine, Huo Qi almost spat out blood, furiously gesturing to Lu Shijin with his eyes to pour less.

Lu Shijin just ignored him and raised his arm to cheer Huo Qi on. "Come on husband, don't lose to him! I'm sure you'll win!"

Lu Shijin diligently called ‘husband, husband’. To Huo Lian's ears, the words sounded extra harsh.

While Huo Qi had his head tilted up drinking, Huo Lian gave Lu Shijin a cold glance, warning him.

Lu Shijin replied with an eyeroll. Hypocrite, who said you’re the only one who can play, can’t I flirt?

Huo Lian sneered, his face taciturn as he continued to let the blond pour him wine, drinking at a significantly faster pace.

Huo Qi had never drank with Huo Lian before and he didn’t know how good his tolerance was.

But his own tolerance wasn’t bad. He had never gotten drunk when he socialized before, which was why he brought up drinking.

But no matter how great someone’s alcohol tolerance was, they still wouldn’t be able to endure Lu Shijin feeding them one full glass after another.

Huo Qi couldn’t tell if Lu Shijin was too confident in him or doing it deliberately. He wasn’t even given an opportunity to breathe— right after he finished the first glass, a second one was shoved against his lips.

But he didn’t want to lose face or have Huo Lian see him as a joke, so he could only steel his resolve and continue drinking.

By the fourth glass, the wine bottle with a litre of wine was almost finished. Huo Qi’s sight was blurring up.

Huo Lian’s bottle, meanwhile, still had over half left. He did not care whether he won or lost— making Huo Qi drunk was the real purpose.

“Mr. Huo, you seem a bit drunk, do you still want to continue?” Huo Lian slowly asked.

"I'm not drunk!" Huo Qi shook his head and spoke with a slur, "How much have you fucking drunk, huh? You scared? Drink! Hurry up and drink for me!"

Huo Lian blocked the blond’s incoming glass, gesturing to Lu Shijin that it should be enough. Lu Shijin then tried to hold Huo Qi up.

“Husband, it’s enough. You’ve drank too much, we should leave.”

Huo Qi defiantly pushed Lu Shijin away. "I didn't, didn't drink too much! He hasn't apologized to you yet, I, I, I’ll have him drink him to death!"

He still dared to say that he wasn’t drunk when he was already slurring his words. Lu Shijin stopped caring about what he was saying and dragged Huo Qi towards the exit.

Exiting the bar, Huo Qi had already fainted. It was up to Lu Shijin to get them both into a taxi.

When they arrived at the hotel room, Lu Shijin shoved the drunken Huo Qi onto the bed, then leaned over and whispered his name in Huo Qi's ear twice.

Huo Qi did not even stir.

"Husband, do you love me?" Lu Shijin asked.

Huo Qi did not say a thing.

Lu Shijin asked again, "Then do you love . . . Ruan Siheng?"

Hearing Ruan Siheng’s name, Huo Qi frowned, wanting to open his eyes. However, his eyelids seemed to have been stuck and wouldn’t open no matter what. “Ruanruan . . . Ruanruan . . . ” Huo Qi’s expression was pained, “Why don’t you . . . love me . . .”

"Stupid bastard." Lu Shijin cursed in a low voice. Sure enough, the moment Ruan Siheng was mentioned, Huo Qi had a reaction.

Lu Shijin then asked, "The safe, what is the password?"

Huo Qi stopped responding again.

Lu Shijin decided to just turn to ride Huo Qi, going right on top of him.

"Huo Qi, open your eyes and look, I am your Ruanruan ah."

Huo Qi’s eyes managed to open a sliver. The light in the room was dim, making Lu Shijin seem even more like Ruan Siheng.

At that moment, Huo Qi really thought that he was looking at Ruan Siheng and was ecstatic.

“Ruanruan, you’re here, you’re finally here. I thought you didn’t want me anymore.”

Huo Qi thought Lu Shijin was Ruan Siheng, as he hugged him tight in his arms and repeated his words of love for Ruan Siheng over and over again.

Lu Shijin, smelling the strong scent of alcohol on Huo Qi and listening to his "heartfelt confession", felt disgusted to the point where he wanted to vomit.

He forcefully shrugged off Huo Qi’s arm, whispering in his ear like he was hypnotizing him.

"Huo Qi, if you love me, then tell me the combination to the safe, okay? As long as you tell me, I am yours."

"Safe, password . . ." Huo Qi closed his eyes again, and, out of trust in Ruan Siheng, temporarily lowered his guard and murmured, "The password is 930 . . ."