Even more absurd was that, at this point, Shang Ge was already dumbfounded, yet the group behind him swept their gaze past Wen Ran’s side, over the only woman there, then over Luo Feng, who looked like a polished elite in his suit—and finally, all eyes locked onto Luo Xiao, standing by the elevator corner in a black, form-fitting top that showed off his perfect V-shaped torso.
Everyone’s eyes lit up, their expressions screaming in unison: Holy shit! That V-shape! Those shoulders! That chest! Daddy!!! drooling.jpg
Where did this Daddy come from? Wen Ran knows him?
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Luo Xiao and the others: ??
One of the more… uniquely styled guys probably realized his image was a bit too much.
He reached into his stockings and pulled something out. Taking a closer look, it turned out to be a small decorative umbrella—already open.
So that huge bulge earlier? He’d been hiding an umbrella in there.
Luo Xiao and the others: “……”
Wen Ran watched, eyelids twitching.
Both sides fell silent. Awkwardness hung thickly in the air.
Shang Ge looked at Wen Ran: Why did you bring them here? You’re practically married already—can’t you save the abstract nonsense for another day?!
Wen Ran wiped sweat internally: Huge miscalculation.
“Hah, haha, hahahaha…”
Shang Ge laughed awkwardly. “Uh, well, they’re doing performance art. Very niche. Don’t mind them.”
Luo Xiao and the others didn’t seem bothered.
Luo Xiao showed no particular reaction. Luo Feng looked composed as ever. Ju Yaxin curiously scanned the group of young people from head to toe.
Why haven’t you taken those clothes off yet?!
Shang Ge turned his head and shot them a look.
Oh, oh.
The group immediately scattered and ran off.
Wen Ran quietly turned to Ju Yaxin and the others, clearly aware he’d shown them something he probably shouldn’t have. His ears were a little red.
Then he looked at Luo Xiao, eyes innocent and faintly apologetic: Okay… my bad.
Luo Xiao was laughing—so hard that the beautiful chest beneath his black tight shirt visibly shook. He didn’t say anything, just lifted his hand and ruffled the back of Wen Ran’s head. “It’s fine.”
Just then, a panting young man rushed into the lobby. As soon as he got close, he shouted anxiously, “Where? Where? Where’s that bastard Zhang Ming?!”
Shang Ge went straight over to him. “Damn, you’ve got some nerve.”
“Your husband’s catching him cheating for you, and you’re the last one here!”
But as soon as the young man got closer, his eyes also drifted to Luo Xiao, and he blurted out in awe, “Oh my god, that’s huge.”
Shang Ge: “…………”
Birds of a feather really do flock together.
Their whole group was abstract to the core.
Where are you looking?!
“That’s Wen Ran’s fiancé!”
Shang Ge reached out, grabbed the guy by the head, and forcibly turned his gaze away. “Worry about something else!”
“Worry about your husband first!”
“Oh, right.”
The young man immediately said, “Where’s that dog Zhang Ming?”
“Which room?”
The group that had gone to change clothes came back, and everyone headed for the elevators, chattering noisily.
But they were clearly experienced and organized. Before entering the elevator, they reached a consensus:
The hotel wouldn’t give them a room card, and catching someone cheating wasn’t a legitimate reason anyway.
Zhang Ming was in Room 606 on the sixth floor. Someone had to knock on the door and lure him out without tipping him off.
“Who’s knocking?”
“Anyone, I guess?”
“There’s a peephole.”
“Don’t let him notice anything off. If he puts his clothes on, he’ll definitely deny everything—say he’s just chatting with a friend.”
“What if we block the peephole from outside?”
“That’d make it obvious something’s wrong.”
“So who knocks?”
Everyone looked at each other—and then, in perfect unison, their gazes shifted to Wen Ran… or rather, to the two men standing behind him near the elevator corner: Luo Xiao and Luo Feng. Zhang Ming didn’t know them; they were unfamiliar faces.
And Luo Xiao reacted instantly. As soon as people looked at him, he looked at Luo Feng. So, including Ju Yaxin, everyone’s gaze shifted to Luo Feng.
Luo Feng: “…?”
Me?
He was completely baffled.
He’d only come along to watch.
Why was he suddenly involved?
In the blink of an eye, Luo Feng found himself standing in front of Room 606.
Everyone crowded around him, all carefully positioned outside the peephole’s view.
They gave him encouraging looks: Go!
Ju Yaxin already had her phone up, recording.
Luo Feng looked at Luo Xiao. Luo Xiao’s expression said: You’re already here.
Fine.
Luo Feng took a steadying breath.
Wearing a calm, composed expression befitting a big boss, he raised his hand and knocked on the door.
“Who is it?”
A young man’s voice came quickly from inside.
“I’m looking for Zhang Ming.”
Luo Feng answered evenly.
Who?
Looking for Brother Ming?
Inside, a young man in a bathrobe checked the peephole. Seeing a handsome, unfamiliar man in a suit and tie, he was puzzled—but didn’t think much of it. When Zhang Ming asked who it was, he replied, “Someone’s looking for you. A guy.”
“Looking for me?”
Zhang Ming also glanced at the peephole. Seeing nothing suspicious, he reached out and pressed the door handle down.
The instant the handle was fully pressed, a huge force slammed against the door from outside.
The two inside jumped in shock as a crowd burst in, shouting, “Let’s see where you run now!” They shoved the door open and flooded inside.
Many of them were holding up phones. Shang Ge led the charge, yelling, “You cheating bastards! We finally caught you!”
In the crowd, Wen Ran excitedly held up his phone. Beside him, Ju Yaxin was doing the same. She squeezed in among the young people, filming as she went, and said excitedly, “Honey~~ come look, catching cheaters! This is my first time doing this~~ it’s so fun~~”
“Kids these days really know how to play.”
By the bed, Zhang Ming—the cheater—had gone pale, instinctively shielding the young man hiding in his arms.
He looked utterly stunned, never imagining so many people would storm in at once.
Just as his emotions peaked and he was about to blow up, someone suddenly darted out of the crowd and slapped Zhang Ming across the face—three loud smacks—while shouting, “You bastard! You really dared to put a green hat on me!”
Zhang Ming was slapped senseless. When he recognized who it was, he hurriedly let go of the young man in his arms, guilt all over his face. “Baby, he seduced me—”
Before he could finish, the people around him shoved their phones closer.
“Come on, let’s hear it. What excuse?”
“Yeah, right—you slipped, fell, and somehow your dick just ended up in someone else’s asshole.”
…
In the crowd, Wen Ran and Ju Yaxin stood together, both holding up their phones and filming, their faces bright with excitement, fully immersed in the moment. As they filmed, they even linked arms, exchanged glances, and quietly laughed together.
Luo Xiao—tall and broad, standing out conspicuously in the crowd—also took out his phone and snapped a few photos. Only Luo Feng stayed by the wall, unmoving. Was he getting old? Was this how young people liked to have fun now?
Seeing Luo Xiao filming too, Luo Feng glanced over: ?
Luo Xiao finished taking pictures, put his phone away, and replied, “Can’t fall behind.”
Luo Feng’s expression: It’s fun?
Luo Xiao: Isn’t it?
“My wife likes it.”
Mom likes it too.
Fine then.
Luo Feng withdrew his gaze and continued watching the crowd surround the cheating man.
Over there, the wronged husband was pointing his phone at Zhang Ming with one hand while digging something out of his pocket with the other, then throwing it straight at Zhang Ming’s face. “The property’s mine. You leave with nothing. Sign it!”
He’d been fierce just a second ago, but the next moment his voice broke. Tears streamed down his face. “I was twenty when I got together with you. Five years dating, two years married—seven years of my life. Zhang, this is how you treat me…”
“Scumbag!”
Wen Ran and the others all shouted.
Ju Yaxin joined in too: “Sign it!”
In the corner of the bed, the third party curled up tightly under the blanket, shrinking into himself.
After the cheating bust ended and they left the room, Ju Yaxin was clearly delighted. She looped her arm through Wen Ran’s and said excitedly as they walked, “No wonder you wanted to come. It really is pretty interesting.”
Then she sighed. “That poor guy. Seven years of feelings.”
Behind them walked Luo Xiao and Luo Feng.
Behind them still were Shang Ge and his whole group.
All of them were sneaking glances at Luo Xiao and Luo Feng up front.
Who are they?
So handsome.
And those bodies—way too good!
Shang Ge lowered his voice. “Wen Ran’s boyfriend. Just got together, planning to get married in a flash.”
“The one next to him should be the older brother.”
Everyone: !!!
What???
Boyfriend? Wen Ran’s?
Flash marriage????
Someone said, “Holy hell, we were dressed that disgustingly just now—does Wen Ran’s marriage even stand a chance now?”
“You know that now?!”
Shang Ge snapped, still whispering angrily. “Early not competing, late not competing—today you compete! Who dresses that disgusting in broad daylight?! If you had to do it, couldn’t you do it at night?!”
“I think it’s fine.”
Lu Wenwen was there too—the one who’d been wearing leopard-print underwear on the outside.
“That’s Wen Ran’s boyfriend’s mom, right? She looks so young.”
“I was right next to her earlier. She was filming the scumbag and the mistress with so much excitement.”
Then she added, “Gotta give it to Wen Ran—he even dares to get married in a flash.”
“And brings his fiancé and family along to catch someone cheating.”
“If I were half as unhinged as him, my mental state would be just as beautiful.”
Over there, Wen Ran really did look pretty great. Seeing how happy Ju Yaxin was, he didn’t regret bringing them along after all.
He even explained to her about Lu Wenwen and the others’ “who can dress the grossest” contest. “It’s not really performance art.”
“Sometimes it’s just about going a little crazy together, letting off steam.”
“Letting off steam you could just shop,” Ju Yaxin said.
Given her age, she wasn’t a hardcore party person, but she loved going out.
As everyone squeezed into the elevator together, she said, “How about this—I’ll take you all shopping. Buy whatever you want. I’ll pay.”
“You’re all Ranran’s friends—family.”
Everyone except Luo Feng and Luo Xiao: ???
“Mom!”
Someone immediately shouted.
“Mom!”
“Mom!”
With someone leading the way, everyone joined in.
“Auntie, that’s too embarrassing…”
Wen Ran forcibly swallowed the “Mom” that almost slipped out.
Ju Yaxin smiled warmly. “Come on, come on, together.”
“You brought me to catch cheaters, I’ll take you shopping.”
“After we’re done, we’ll find a buffet. Dinner’s on me.”
“Mom—!!!”
Half the elevator practically dropped to their knees.
Luo Feng: “………………”
Luo Xiao was about to laugh himself to death.
He wrapped an arm around Wen Ran, leaned his head toward him, resting against the back of Wen Ran’s head, laughing so hard his whole body shook.
Wen Ran knew how unhinged his group of friends was—and he also knew that a first meeting with the parents really shouldn’t be this unhinged.
His ears were red, and he felt a bit embarrassed.
Luo Xiao was still laughing with his forehead against him, so Wen Ran lightly bumped his own forehead against Luo Xiao’s. Stop laughing~
It’s fine.
Luo Xiao squeezed Wen Ran’s arm reassuringly.
Only Luo Feng stood in the middle of the elevator, silently lowering his head, closing his eyes, and pinching the bridge of his sharp nose. Fine then—as long as you’re happy.
Lively like this… wasn’t so bad, actually.
Luo Feng found himself envying Luo Xiao. He truly felt now that having a wife was a good thing.
Too bad he was completely clueless about relationships.
So… how exactly was one supposed to find a wife?
The question echoed from the depths of Luo Feng’s soul.
And just like that, what was supposed to be a one-on-one outing with Ju Yaxin turned into a group trip to the mall.
Luo Feng and Luo Xiao also rarely went shopping—and this time it was with a big crowd, especially lively. The two brothers followed behind Wen Ran and Ju Yaxin, who were walking arm in arm, while Shang Ge’s abstract crew popped up around them from time to time.
They went from store to store. Ju Yaxin swiped her card, shopping happily.
During that time, people kept coming up to Luo Feng and Luo Xiao to chat.
“You’re Wen Ran’s boyfriend?”
“Shang Ge said you’re getting married soon—is that true?”
“You’re Wen Ran’s future brother-in-law?”
“It’s this hot and you’re still wearing a suit and tie—aren’t you hot?”
…
Wen Ran and Ju Yaxin shopped happily and bought happily.
Wen Ran was the type of guy who’d always gotten along well with women growing up; he had lots of female friends.
Ju Yaxin found him very comfortable to be around. Arm in arm, the two of them strolled on, looking just like close besties.
So when Ju Yaxin found a moment to chat with Luo Zhengting on WeChat, she sent:
【Husband】
【Wen Ran’s personality is really cute】
【I like him a lot】
【He’s just too frugal when shopping】
【Once prices go over ten thousand, he always hesitates】
【That habit isn’t good—needs fixing】
【After the wedding, I’ll take him abroad to shop properly, help him break that habit】
【Buying things—what’s a few hundred thousand? Totally normal】
【It’s not like we don’t have money】
【I think we give Luo Xiao too little allowance】
【Once they’re married, add Ranran into the trust and raise the limit】
【With more money, once he’s used to it, Ranran won’t be so cautious about spending】
【Don’t you think so, husband】
What Ju Yaxin didn’t know was that, on the other side, Wen Ran was being egged on by his gang of friends:
“What’s wrong with you? You bag a daddy-level husband and hide him all to yourself?”
“With that body, shouldn’t you share the wealth?”
“You did it on purpose, didn’t you—put him in that outfit? Didn’t you see how much you made us drool?”
“Damn, no wonder you’re doing a flash marriage—eating this well.”
“Photos! We need photos! HD! Uncensored! Straight out of camera!”
…
“Okay, okay, photos.”
Wen Ran shooed them all away.
That night at the buffet, Wen Ran finally sat down properly with Luo Xiao to talk.
He wasn’t as hyped as he’d been during the cheating bust that afternoon. Now that he’d calmed down, he also felt it probably hadn’t been right to drag them into that. Marriage was a serious thing, after all. On a first meeting, he should’ve left a good impression on Luo Feng and Ju Yaxin—not gone full chaos mode.
“I’m sorry.”
Sitting close to Luo Xiao, Wen Ran spoke softly, apologetic. “I shouldn’t have done that. It was too crazy.”
“When we’re together privately, our group really isn’t very proper sometimes. We mess around a lot.”
More than Luo Feng and Ju Yaxin’s opinions, Wen Ran cared about Luo Xiao’s.
He asked, “You don’t like me being like this, right?”
“No.”
Luo Xiao thought of something and said, “The first time I saw you, didn’t you have pink hair, makeup, and a lip ring?”
“You noticed?”
Wen Ran was surprised.
Then he put on an innocent look. “That was just for fun too.”
“I figured you probably wouldn’t like it…”
Luo Xiao paused. “Did I ever say I didn’t like it?”
I didn’t, did I?
“You think I care about that stuff?”
Isn’t that the case?
Wen Ran blinked at him.
Luo Xiao smiled. “No, I don’t mind.”
“You can dress however you want. I can accept all of it.”
Really?
Wen Ran’s eyes lit up.
You’re so good.
He leaned over and quickly kissed Luo Xiao on the cheek.
Luo Xiao lifted his arm and wrapped it around Wen Ran’s shoulders.
Just then, Luo Feng came back with food.
Catching the intimate moment, he immediately veered off to the side, determined not to return and become a third wheel.
Wen Ran then took out his phone, opened his Moments, and showed Luo Xiao posts and photos he hadn’t seen before due to privacy settings. Since Luo Xiao didn’t mind, of course he wanted to share—let him see, get to know him better.
Ju Yaxin also came back with food. Seeing Wen Ran and Luo Xiao not eating but leaning together over a phone, she paused, pulled out her phone, snapped a photo of the moment, and sent it to Luo Zhengting:
【They’re very close】
【Told you so—there’s absolutely nothing wrong with a flash marriage】
Luo Zhengting replied: 【I never said there was】
Then added: 【Did you forget? We had a flash marriage too】
【We knew each other for 41 days. On day 42, I proposed to you on a cruise ship】
【Of course I remember】
Ju Yaxin smiled sweetly, walking as she looked down at her phone and replied.
She came back, sat down, and didn’t even bother eating, her head lowered as she kept chatting on her phone.
When Luo Feng returned, he glanced at her beside him, then at Luo Xiao and Wen Ran across the table, and sighed inwardly: Fine then. It’s just me.
Luo Feng ate while scrolling on his phone. Bored, he messaged the AI Little Tree: 【When am I going to stop being single?】
Little Tree replied instantly: 【I did a quick divination—when you’re eighty】
Luo Feng took a screenshot, found the person in charge of the Little Tree project in his contacts, and sent it over: 【smile.jpg】
【Does your team not want to work anymore?】
He switched back to the chat with Little Tree. It added another line: 【Isn’t being single great? You can be a person and a dog】
Luo Feng exited and deleted the app on the spot.