I'm Jealous Of Myself Everyday (QT)

A Guide to Poverty Alleviation for Bar Waiters (Part 19)

　　Sure enough, he was skilled at stealing. Wei Ye glanced at the magician beside him.
　　"Tired? Lean on me." The handsome young man's voice was sunny as he placed Xue Yinghua's head on his shoulder.

　　Ultimately, Xue Guangyu's skills were superior; Xue Yinghua was dragged away by two thugs, and the elders had no objections.

　　"I refuse to accept this!" Xue Yinghua turned back with all his might, gritting his teeth as he shouted at the crowd, "What kind of background do we Xue family have? And what is Xue Guangyu? He doesn't even dare to draw blood!"

　　"Xue Guangyu, if you have the guts, fight me one-on-one! What right does a coward like you have to take over the Xue family?!"

　　Xue Guangyu stood calmly in place, nodding under the astonished gazes of the crowd. "Fine."

　　The thugs released Xue Yinghua, and the crowd made way for the two. Xue Guangyu slowly drew his long, slender hands from his pockets, like a confident swordsman. Wei Ye felt he was definitely a trained fighter.

　　Then Xue Guangyu glanced at Wei Ye and said to Lan Ting, "Send him away first."

　　Wei Ye, who was being put into the car, was sobbing. He wanted to see it!

　　*

　　Unable to see the fight, Wei Ye could only lie pitifully in bed, waiting for the blood test results.

　　After a while, the results came out; he was just drunk. Lan Ting breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Wei Ye again, his drinking manners were surprisingly good. Even when drunk, he just slept quietly, his rosy cheeks buried in the white pillow, his hair as black as raven feathers. The

　　phone rang, and Lan Ting looked at him quietly for a few more seconds before leaving the ward to answer it.
　　"Crippled?" After a moment, a cold smile appeared on his face. "Perfect for him."

　　He slept very soundly, and when Wei Ye woke up, it was already the next morning.
　　"Are you still feeling unwell?" Lan Ting, who was watching over him, noticed immediately.

　　Wei Ye rubbed his eyes and shook his head. His voice was incredibly pleasant in the morning, but his first words were, "Is Xue Guangyu alright?"

　　Lan Ting was overwhelmed by the name and answered haphazardly, "He just got a minor injury, he won't die."
 
　　Wei Ye paused in rubbing his eyes and looked at him. Lan Ting's gaze darted away, "Even if you beg, I won't take you to see him..."
　　Wei Ye laughed, "Lan Ting, thank you for taking care of me. Did you get a good night's rest?"

　　With just one sentence, Lan Ting's mood shifted completely. He savored the sweetness in his heart, feeling that the person in front of him could easily control his emotions. He said, "Seeing you made my dreams sweet last night."

　　"Did you eat candy?" Wei Ye looked away uncomfortably.

　　Lan Ting smiled and said, "Yes." His smiling gaze was very focused.

　　Flirting is probably a magician's required course; this person always seemed to have a knack for showering people with sweet words.

　　To make Wei Ye happy, Lan Ting brought up another piece of news: "Last night, Xue Yinghua lost badly, he was..." He made a downward cutting gesture.

　　Wei Ye saw a hint of ferocity in his eyes and was stunned. "Dead?"

　　"No." Lan Ting coughed lightly, feeling that what he was about to say would be dirty for Wei Ye to hear, so he whispered, "Castrated."