His Father Is My Husband Now Chapter 9

Lucas held an important position in his own branch company. Due to the "tyrannical power" of Mr. Henry, even Li Feng did not dare to hold him back. Before the midnight bell rang, most of the people in the private room had dispersed.

Whether it was intentional or coincidental, Nathan actually stayed until the end. Looking at the little prince who had haunted his dreams since he was young, Lucas finally couldn't help but ask: "It's late. Can I take you home?"

Because of Victor's previous warning, he didn't drink any alcohol the whole night.

"Is it convenient?" Instead of refusing directly, Nathan looked at the sofa and said, "He seems to be very drunk."

It is easiest to get drunk when drinking mixed drinks. The black-haired young man took a nap on the sofa, his face flushed with drunkenness. His mouth was half open in a childish way, but his brows were furrowed for some reason.

"What's so inconvenient about this? Can't I just take him back?" Li Feng was eager to see the pretty boy surnamed Ji make a fool of himself, and he was ready to move forward. "You and Nathan haven't seen each other for so long, Sean will definitely understand."

Samuel pretending to be drunk: ... I understand your sister! How much do you want Nathan and Lucas to get together?

The young man's sleeping face was defenseless, unlike the crazy drunken behavior of ordinary people. Just as Li Feng was trying to drag him up, Lucas's face suddenly darkened: "You don't need to get involved."

"...fcuk, Lucas, why are you so crazy?!"

Feeling that he was forced into Lucas's arms, Samuel couldn't help but gloat in his heart. Li Feng, this stupid idiot, was really tactless.

Lucas is a domineering boss with a strong possessiveness after all. He would definitely feel unhappy if he saw his boyfriend being touched by an outsider, even if Nathan was present.

If you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you're a fool. Taking advantage of Li Feng's good assist, Samuel took the opportunity to show off his acting skills: "...Ah Heng?"

As if he had returned to the most comfortable environment, the young man rubbed himself affectionately in the other's arms. He rubbed his lower abdomen with his hands, his half-closed eyes full of grievance.

"Heng, my stomach hurts."

Hearing the young man's pitiful and coquettish words, Lucas's heart softened. He liked the feeling of being depended on, as if he was everything in Sean's life.

Seeing this, Nathan's eyes flashed with reluctance, but he did not show any dissatisfaction. Instead, he let the man go in a very friendly manner: "You send him back. I can go by myself."

Retreating to advance, the wavering Lucas was immediately caught: "But you just returned to China..."

"I'll call a designated driver," Nathan said with a smile, not interested in arguing, "Go back quickly, or Uncle Qin will scold you if you're late."

Ever since Nathan went abroad to study, Lucas hadn't heard the other party's jokes for a long time. The young master of the Bai family was arrogant and difficult to approach, and only showed some youthfulness when facing himself.

So, why would anyone be interested in this kind of hesitant sgumbag?

Being absent-mindedly carried back to the car by Lucas, Samuel secretly rolled his eyes in his heart. For a man like Lucas, unless one of them completely turned into white rice or mosquito blood, he would not be able to make a choice even if it was delayed for another ten years.

Although he had no intention of targeting the protagonist, judging from today's developments, Nathan obviously had no good intentions towards him.

It's not easy to be a qualified gigolo...

Sighing silently in his heart, Samuel held his stomach and lay on the back seat to endure the pain. Lucas's passenger seat was exclusively for Nathan, so of course he, as a substitute, had no right to sit there.

Without having any expectations of Lucas's fence-sitter nature, Samuel only prayed that the other party would still remember to buy medicine for him.

"You have a bad stomach but you still try to be strong. Let's see what you will do if you hurt yourself in the end." Seeing the young man's pale face in the rearview mirror, Lucas looked away uncomfortably. His love for Sean was superficial, so naturally he would not know such a trivial matter as the other person's stomach problem.

Lucas had no way to vent the emotions that had been suppressed in his heart for years, so he started playing the love game with Sean after discovering her. But the human heart is not a machine. Facing Sean, a perfect lover who seemed to be born to match him, Lucas sometimes couldn't clearly distinguish the boundaries.

If Nathan hadn't returned to China, he would probably have lived a happy life with her...

Lucas tapped his fingers on the steering wheel. He heard the young man's weak voice behind him: "But I can't embarrass Ah Heng."

I'm already unpopular, and if I embarrass you among my friends again, I'll be trampled into pieces sooner or later.

Lucas's face flashed with emotion as he could not hear the young man's addition in the second half of the sentence. For Lucas, who has always loved others, being loved is an addictive feeling.

The original owner was not good at other things, but he was first-rate in his seriousness and dedication.

Without responding, Lucas drove all the way back home. There were no servants at the Qin residence at night, so he could only park the car and carry the person back.

To Lucas's surprise, Victor did not go to bed early today. He was working on his computer downstairs, looking like he was waiting for someone.

Shaking his head to get rid of the unreliable associations in his mind, Lucas keenly sensed a hint of murderous aura from the other party. There were many villains lurking around the Qin family, and it seemed that tonight would be another unjust night.

Putting the young man down and steadying him, Lucas nodded and said, "Father."

Ignoring these useless greetings, Victor's eyes swept over Samuel. The other party was obviously drunk and was standing next to Lucas while forcing himself to stay alert.

Just as the young man's seemingly nonsensical reminder said, he was indeed ambushed tonight.

I wanted to detain the person and interrogate him, but who would have thought that he was so drunk that he couldn't even stand.

Victor looked away with disdain and frowned slightly: "Why are you so drunk?"

"Si Nian is back home today, so we're having more fun," Lucas knew where Victor's bottom line was, so he helped the young man sit on the sofa farthest from him, "The Yang family wants the land in the south of the city, so they asked me to ask you for advice."

Gatherings in this circle are never just about eating, drinking and having fun. A lot of true and false information is obtained over drinks and dinners.

"I'll take care of it," Victor nodded to show his understanding and turned to the computer, "Go to the study and find me a copy of the blue-labeled document."

There was no one to serve the old house at night, and Lucas didn't think there was anything wrong with running errands for Victor. He successfully sent his adopted son away. Victor looked up at the drunk cat who was holding his stomach and groaning not far away: "How did you know about what happened tonight?"

Perhaps he has been too gentle recently, which has given some people the opportunity to daydream. The old man from the Wu family actually dared to find someone to drug and assassinate him.

If he hadn't inexplicably remembered the words "Be careful tonight" before entering the door, he might have an extra scar on his arm now.

As if his brain was completely eroded by alcohol, the young man on the sofa looked up at the sound, blinked blankly, and then opened his mouth stupidly: "...Ah?"

Victor took a deep breath as his punch hit cotton. It had been a long time since he had felt so angry that he was about to die. It was just a trivial matter of love, but why did Sean make him cry and get drunk and torment him?

Normal people can't argue with drunkards. Calculating the time when Lucas would go downstairs, Victor patiently said in his gentlest voice: "Be obedient and tell me, how did you know about what happened tonight?"

At this point, he still didn't believe the young man's fortune-telling. In Victor's opinion, the other party was most likely a nail planted by someone.

The man's voice was deep and mellow, and was indescribably charming when he was trying to coax her. However, Samuel did not fall for it, because the other party's eyes were as cold as a pond. He had no doubt that if he said something wrong, Victor would kill him.

Good intentions don't always bring good rewards, which is why he doesn't want to cooperate with those who don't believe in metaphysics.

Hiding back in fear, the young man muttered: "What do you know? I saw it..."

Samuel has always been meticulous in his work. He has imported various books related to metaphysics into the original owner's mobile phone and computer. Even if Victor sends someone to check now, he is confident that he can deceive the other party for a while.

So what if the contact time was short? Anyway, he knew all the Taoist classics and physiognomy books by heart. In a sense, he did not really lie to Victor.

This realization gave Samuel the confidence to continue acting. In Victor's eyes, the other person's eyes were as clean and pure as a child's, and he could not find any flaws in his lies.

Could it really be that a blind cat catches a dead mouse?

Victor's thoughts raced, and he changed the question: "So what else did you see?"

It's expensive to have your fortune told, okay? The suppressed alcohol took over Samuel's mind, and he relied on the pain in his stomach to keep himself awake. He half-closed his eyes and suddenly smiled mysteriously: "The Buddha said, it cannot be said."

For a moment, Victor really thought that the other party would reveal some big secret: ... Sometimes he was talking in Buddhist language, sometimes in Taoist language, this kid was really playing tricks on him.

Samuel, who sensed the low pressure around Victor and revealed his true nature, felt a chill on his back and immediately curled up and frowned: "It hurts."

The stomach twitching was not fake, so Samuel's performance was particularly realistic. The black-haired young man curled up pitifully, with a few drops of cold sweat on his white and plump forehead.

Caught off guard by the other party's sudden crying, the atmosphere around Victor paused.

Samuel, who appears to be whining on the surface but is actually as steady as an old dog: See, he knows that the domineering CEOs in novels all fall for this.

"you..."

"Sean?"

At this tense moment, Lucas showed up in time with documents downstairs. Samuel breathed a sigh of relief and felt for the first time that the protagonist in this melodramatic novel was extraordinarily handsome.

Annoyed by the concern he almost expressed, the man pursed his lips into a straight line: "Take him downstairs to take medicine. How can a grown man cry like that?"

Especially such an idiotic behavior as getting drunk for love.

After putting away the documents he had found, Lucas swiftly carried the young man back to his room. He looked at the young man's pale face, feeling distressed and flustered: "Be good, the family doctor will be here soon."

Victor, who was sitting alone in the living room, rubbed his temples irritably.

It's just a stomachache, it shouldn't be any serious problem.