Possessive Madman Coaxes Him With a Hand on His Waist! The Cold-Hearted Host Starts to Feel Something - Chapter 52

Li Cheng pulled Yan Xun tightly into his arms. “Cold.”

Yan Xun placed the coat he’d just given Li Cheng over the car seat. “This way you won’t be cold anymore…”

They stayed inside the car for quite a while.

Yan Xun finally admitted that the first time he saw Li Cheng at the hotel, his heart had raced uncontrollably.

“What, you’d never seen someone as good-looking as me before?” Li Cheng couldn’t help but laugh.

“You’re the best-looking person in my heart.”

“I’m getting out of the car.” His tone was hoarse and sharp, but to Yan Xun’s ears, it somehow sounded soft and endearing.

Yan Xun looked at him, thinking he looked impossibly cute with that pleading expression. “What do you want to eat?”

Li Cheng was genuinely hungry, so he answered the question seriously. “Grapes and wine… and grape-flavored cake…”

Yan Xun pinched his cheek. “Such small ambitions. Your husband will take you out for a proper meal.”

Li Cheng: ???

He realized both of this guy’s personalities had one thing in common—they loved giving themselves grand titles!

Forget it. Whatever.

Li Cheng decided to let it go.

Yan Xun straightened his clothes and then made him put on his own jacket.

“It’s fine.”

“It’s cold outside. Keep it on.”

Li Cheng tugged at the coat. “You gave me your jacket. Aren’t you cold?”

“Your husband can take eight guys with one punch. I’m built to last.” Yan Xun added another title with a perfectly straight face.

After saying that, a sudden thought struck him. He turned serious, looked Li Cheng straight in the eye, and said, “Break up with Yan Jin.”

Li Cheng: ……………………………………………………

He stared at Yan Xun for a full ten seconds.

Break up with Yan Jin?

Was he serious?

【He’s serious. He wants you to break up with Yan Jin. He thinks you belong only to him. Waaaah~】

“I…” Li Cheng frowned. “How am I supposed to break up?”

Couldn’t he have both? The warm, gentle sweetheart and the fiery bad boy?

“You’re not allowed to be nice to him, not allowed to smile at him. You’re mine now—and you can only be mine!” Yan Xun zipped up his jacket for him, his tone filled with stern intensity.

“You’re jealous because I’m with Yan Jin, huh?” Li Cheng tried not to laugh.

“Doesn’t matter! You’re just not allowed to be with him!” Yan Xun raised his voice slightly.

“If I suddenly tell him I want to break up, what if he hits me?”

“He wouldn’t dare! I’d kill him!” Yan Xun’s eyes flashed with vicious resolve.

“Oh yeah? How would you kill him—by strangling your own neck or slitting your own wrists?” Li Cheng said, pulling Yan Xun into another hug.

He gently patted the man’s back.

His tone grew serious.

“You know very well… he’s just your shadow, and you’re his. You two exist together, one can’t live without the other. How could I possibly abandon either of you?”

“You can separate, yes. But my love can’t.”

Li Cheng brushed his fingers over Yan Xun’s furrowed brow. “All you need to know is that I like you—and only you.”

“If I really had to split my heart in two… how would I go on living?”

Yan Xun grabbed the hand caressing his face. “Then who do you like more, Yan Jin or me?”

Li Cheng visibly struggled. “That’s like asking whether I prefer grapes or wine.”

“There’s no answer.”

His words clearly didn’t convince Yan Xun, but at least the man looked a little less upset.

Li Cheng looped his arms around Yan Xun’s neck, changing the subject. “I’m starving.”

Right on cue, his stomach growled loudly.

Yan Xun glanced at his belly, then reached over to fasten his seatbelt.

He drove to a Western restaurant. As soon as they parked, Li Cheng quickly put on sunglasses and a mask.

Once outside, he deliberately kept his distance—quite a distance—from Yan Xun.

That only made Yan Xun more annoyed.

He strode over, grabbed Li Cheng’s hand, and started pulling him toward the restaurant.

“Hey…” Li Cheng tried to pull away, but Yan Xun just tightened his grip.

“Let go.” His voice was barely above a whisper.

“Not letting go.”

Yan Xun interlaced their fingers firmly. “You’re my wife, of course I’ll hold your hand.”

Good grief…

Had this man just unlocked his “affection overload” mode?

“Who’s your wife!” Li Cheng snapped.

“You.”

Li Cheng: ………

“What if the paparazzi catch us?” he muttered, head down.

Before the words even finished leaving his mouth, Yan Xun scooped him right up into his arms. “Less obvious this way.”

Li Cheng: …

In the end, he had no choice but to give in and let Yan Xun hold his hand as they entered the restaurant.

They sat in a luxurious private booth. When the waiter handed over the menu, Yan Xun immediately passed it to Li Cheng.

“Order whatever you want. Your husband’s paying.”

Before Li Cheng could take the menu, Ah-Keng’s panicked voice exploded in his head like an alarm.

【Host! Host! One of the severed realms is about to collapse! Emergency! We have to reverse the plane right now!】

Li Cheng frowned. What did you just say?

【A world in the follow-up channel is collapsing! It’s critical! We need to handle it now!】

Now?

【Immediately! Right now!】

Li Cheng placed his hand over Yan Xun’s and smiled faintly. “Wait for me here.”

Yan Xun frowned in confusion. “Where are you going?”

“I dropped something. I’ll go get it.”

“I’ll help you look.”

“No need. I remember exactly where I dropped it—right outside.”

With that, Li Cheng stood up. “I’ll be right back.”

As he watched him open the booth door, an uneasy feeling stirred in Yan Xun’s chest, though he couldn’t explain why.

Outside, in the empty corridor, Li Cheng raised his hand and traced a faint arc along his ear.

A barely visible red mist flickered between his fingers.

“Initiate immediate transmission to the target location.”

【Transmission in progress. Destination: Spirit Saint Star, Merfolk Realm.】
(t/n: Not a full realm jump—this takes only about 200 words of time, so it’s a brief mission, not a plane switch.)

In an instant, Li Cheng vanished from the restaurant hallway—neither wind nor mist could catch his trace.

When he opened his eyes again, a vast blue vista stretched before him. The sky and sea merged seamlessly, a breathtaking, almost surreal sight.

On the shore lay a blood-soaked young boy, no older than fifteen or sixteen by human standards—but he wasn’t human.

His lower half was a tail—a shimmering, radiant blue tail that looked like a divine masterpiece.

If not for the blood staining it, it would’ve been impossibly beautiful.

【Fox Host, save him!】

Li Cheng approached the boy. The mermaid’s breath was weak, his eyes half-open and filled with killing intent at the sight of a stranger.

“If you don’t want to die, stay away from me.”

He could barely move, yet his voice was full of defiance.

A long wound ran across his abdomen, bleeding profusely.

Li Cheng ignored his threat and began bandaging the wound. Then he carried him to a clean patch of water and laid him down.

After tending to him, he handed over a bottle of medicine. “If you don’t want to die, take it.”

Then he spoke inwardly to Ah-Keng: Is the realm stabilized now?

【Yes, Fox Host. As long as he lives, the plane won’t collapse.】

Li Cheng turned quickly toward the shore. I’m going back. Yan Xun’s waiting for me.

【Reconnecting to previous plane…】

The young merman watched Li Cheng’s figure fade into the distance before losing consciousness.

The entire rescue had taken barely an hour. Within the flow of realm-time, as long as no errors occurred, Li Cheng should have returned to the exact moment he’d left.

【Alert: Temporal distortion detected.】
【Warning: Severe time deviation detected.】

The two mechanical voices were clearly not Ah-Keng’s—they were cold, rigid, and unfamiliar.

When Li Cheng opened his eyes again, he wasn’t in the restaurant.

Instantly on guard, he scanned his surroundings.

Ah-Keng’s panicked voice returned. 【Oh no, Fox Host! There’s been a time distortion!】

Li Cheng’s brows knitted. What happened?

【The system malfunctioned! Time jumped ahead—by a whole year!】

【Today is September 20, 2029!】

Li Cheng’s fingers curled tightly, trembling faintly.

September 20, 2029…

That was the day Yan Xun killed someone.