My husband got roasted again!

The fourth period in the afternoon has ten minutes left before class starts.

Zhao Yuheng, carrying a shoulder bag, was about to enter the classroom.

He spotted Jin Bao'er and Hu Xiaowen in the aisle by the classroom door, both with their backs to him.

"Jinbao'er, let me tell you, the son of the owner of that newly opened hot pot restaurant is just like us, and even more handsome! He said he'd treat us to hot pot!"

Hu Xiaowen held Jin Bao'er's hand and said excitedly, his voice filled with joy.

"The one you just met?"

Hu Xiaowen nodded frantically: "They're treating us to a free meal!"

"real?"

"Uh-huh!"

"what!"

The two happily held hands and jumped up, their shoulders touching and swaying.

Even the people around couldn't help but take another look.

Since Jin Bao'er has already come out of the closet, there's no need for her to pretend anymore, so she might as well reveal her true nature.

Besides their shared love of food, the two also enjoy taking advantage of deals and discounts.

They were so excited about getting such a great deal that their laughter echoed through the corridor.

Zhao Yuheng stood to the side, one hand in his pocket, watching the two holding hands and looking excited, his face darkening considerably.

His hand gripping the backpack strap tightened unconsciously, his knuckles turning bluish-white.

He stared at the two clasped hands, his Adam's apple bobbing violently.

My chest felt like it was stuffed with cotton, making me feel suffocated.

After Hu Xiaowen finished speaking, he suddenly turned around to leave, but when he turned back, he saw the tall figure standing behind him and was immediately stunned.

Jin Bao'er also turned around.

Zhao Yuheng: "..."

Jin Bao'er: "..."

Hu Xiaowen: "..."

"Why the long face? What did I do to you?"

Looking at Zhao Yuheng's icy face, Hu Xiaowen retorted directly.

He now sees it clearly: Zhao Yuheng looks fierce, has a fierce appearance, and looks like he can fight.

But they would never attack their own people.

Based on that day at the hospital, he managed to beat Liu Yu, who was a head shorter and much weaker than him, until she was lying on the ground.

You can tell that although this person has violent tendencies, he can distinguish between inside and outside.

So he stood tall and proud without any hesitation, glaring fiercely at Zhao Yuheng.

As expected, Zhao Yuheng only glanced at the two of them, his gaze lingering on their clasped hands for half a second.

He put one hand in his pocket and strode into the classroom, his steps heavy as if carrying a raging fire.

"Let me tell you, if you see him in the future and you're unhappy, just yell at him. He's doing something wrong, so why not yell at him?"

Hu Xiaowen patted Jin Bao'er, who was still standing there dumbfounded, and said angrily.

"You silly boy, are you afraid of him? Just because he stood by and did nothing when you were being bullied, I will not let him off easily. I will scold him every time I see him."

"Alright, alright, go to class now."

Jin Bao'er patted Hu Xiaowen, her lips curving into a slight smile before quickly closing it again.

I couldn't hide the little bit of joy in my heart.

Hu Xiaowen then left reluctantly.

Before class, Jin Bao'er returned to her seat and secretly glanced at Zhao Yuheng's seat.

He was scrolling through his phone, his fingers frantically tapping the screen, his brow furrowed so deeply it could trap a mosquito.

He looked as if he had suffered a tremendous setback.

Jin Bao'er felt a secret sense of satisfaction.

He just wanted to teach Zhao Yuheng a lesson, since he used to be so arrogant.

He really thinks everyone has to revolve around him.

……

It was evening, in a bar.

This time, Zhao Yuheng went to a proper bar.

Ever since he learned from Hu Xiaowen that the last time he went to a gay bar, he was so scared that he took several showers.

My skin was all red from rubbing it. I had to ask several people before I finally found this place.

He called his eldest and second eldest brothers over to drink with him.

"Third brother, drink less."

The eldest brother watched as Zhao Yuheng downed three bottles of beer in one go and couldn't help but advise him against it.

Seeing the empty bottles piled up on the table, I was really worried.

"Never mind, I'll pay. Drink as much as you want."

After Zhao Yuheng finished speaking, he smashed open another bottle and poured it into his mouth. The liquor flowed down his chin and neck, soaking his collar.

The eldest and second eldest brothers exchanged a glance, speechless, and could only take a sip.

It's almost the end of the semester, and the conflict between the two not only hasn't been resolved, but seems to have deepened.

One leaves early and returns late, rarely seen; the other lives in a daze, drowning his sorrows in alcohol.

Other people's dormitories are always filled with fighting and arguing, making a huge fuss.

Their dorm is in a mess; not only are they having a cold war, but they're also entangled in a complicated and unresolved situation. It's really worrying.

After drinking the seventh bottle, Zhao Yuheng slowly slowed down and asked in a muffled voice:

"Tell me, why is it that I'm living such a miserable life, while Jinbao'er is living a better and better life?"

"what?"

The eldest brother was puzzled. "How is he doing so well?"

"Isn't that good? He attends classes diligently every day, writes books diligently, goes to the library without fail, and often eats out with his best friend. He lives a life hundreds of times better than me, as if I'm the only one suffering here!"

Zhao Yuheng said angrily, grabbed the bottle and poured another bottle down, his eyes reddening with resentment.

Boss: "..."

Second son: "..."

"You can't say that, can you? Didn't you see he's lost weight?"

The second son chimed in, his voice weak.

"Skinny my foot! I think he's heartless and living a carefree life!"

After Zhao Yuheng finished speaking, he took another big gulp of alcohol in frustration, which made him cough a few times.

The eldest and second eldest sons were also speechless.

They dared not ask too many questions, for Zhao Yuheng would turn dark and even curse if they got annoyed.

Jin Bao'er was the same; she would fall silent as soon as asked.

The two had no choice but to take a big gulp.

The three of them took turns drinking, finishing one dozen bottles after another, until the empty bottles were piled high on the table.

"Ugh! I'm so angry!"

Zhao Yuheng was furious and slammed the empty wine bottle onto the table.

With a loud "snap," the tabletop shook.

Luckily, the three of them had booked a room, and since it was just the three of them inside, they could do whatever they wanted.

"What's bothering you?"

The eldest brother, quite drunk and emboldened, began to question, "What exactly do you take Jinbao'er for?"

"What else do I consider him? My own brother! What more do you want from me?"

Zhao Yuheng retorted, his neck stiff, his voice hoarse from the alcohol.

"Brothers? What are you pretending for!"

"What kind of brother are you? Making us wash your underwear and insisting on sleeping together every day, why don't you treat us like this?"

The eldest brother also spoke angrily, slamming his fist on the table and questioning.

Zhao Yuheng was even more furious after hearing this: "Bullshit! What can I do?"

"He's like he drugged me; he smells wonderful and has a great personality."

"He speaks in a saccharine way and flatters me all the time. I feel comfortable around him, what can I do?"

As he spoke, he took another swig of wine, his eyes filled with confusion.

"What nonsense are you spouting! You're comfortable with him, but uncomfortable with us?"

The second brother also took a sip, then exposed the truth and rolled his eyes.

"You don't know anything! You wouldn't understand even if I told you, I'm just different from you guys."

Zhao Yuheng slumped on the sofa, panting heavily, his chest heaving.

"If you can't let go so much, why are you pretending here?"

"Go after them! Go coax them!"

"You don't necessarily have to marry a woman in this life. If you really get along well with him, it's not impossible to be brothers for life."

The eldest brother opened his big eyes wide, burped as he spoke, and his tongue was almost slurred.

"What nonsense are you spouting! Being brothers for life is fine, but not getting married? My old man will break my legs!"

Zhao Yuheng retorted, but his voice lacked confidence. Remembering his father's chauvinism, his brows furrowed even more.

"You damn bastard, you're hopeless!"

The leader continued his tirade without holding back, "Are you even a man?"

"Don't you know what you want? Why are you keeping it to yourself, acting all coy and hesitant? It really makes us look down on you!"

"Hmph, you don't know anything! If your brothers liked you, you wouldn't treat them as well as I do!"

Zhao Yuheng said indignantly, grabbing the bottle to drink again, but the boss snatched it away.

"Bullshit! If I really had a brother who was completely loyal to me and said he liked me..."

"Even if I don't like him, I'll still treat him like royalty and protect him!"

The old man spoke in a grand manner, and continued:

"Don't you ever think about how cold and indifferent people are in this world, and how many people can truly treat you sincerely?"

"Besides, Jin Bao'er didn't do anything outrageous, so what gives you the right to sentence her to death!"