âMy dear, my dear. My dear Tang, is this the kind of heartfelt affection you should grace me with?â Charlesâ expression was one of exaggerated pain that only made it all the more difficult to believe him. Lately, he had been leaning towards theatricality and taking pointers from plays, putting on his own version of Shakespearean tragedies with a touch ofChiung Yao.
âWhat?â Tang Feng couldnât find anything heartfelt or affectionate on Charles. If it hadnât been for Lu Tian Chen keeping Charles in check, Tang Feng felt the man wouldnât have been able to resist acting out earlier.
Tang Feng didnât understand why a playboy like Charles had fallen for him. Exactly which part of him did the man fall for? He didnât want things to reach the point where Charles would be pining to death for him. As a result, besides his training cla.s.s examination and the upcoming film with Gino, Tang Feng was also wondering how to get rid of Charles.
Playboys like Charles became bored easily, but Tang Feng wasnât sure he could direct things toward the result he desired. Maintaining an ambiguous relations.h.i.+p with Charles wasnât a desirable choice; besides, Tang Feng didnât like leaving things that way.
Perhaps he should start treating Charles with indifference. It didnât matter if Charles ended up hating him, Lu Tian Chen was there to protect him. As for Lu Tian Chenâs own feelings⊠At the moment, there was no need for Tang Feng to consider that problem.
Between being a man and a businessman, Lu Tian Chen definitely leaned towards the latter.
âYou truly are cold, babe. You didnât treat me like this before. What changed you?â Charles plopped down onto the sofa carelessly, spreading his arms and resting them on the back like a dirty millionaire. Raising his chin, he looked at the actor and said, âYou told me that you didnât have time today because you had to practice. But what did I see just now? Oh thatâs right, our Tang Feng who shouldâve been focusing on his job had spent half an hour alone inside his room with a little white rabbit.â
âYou might think Iâve changed, but I merely stopped living the way you wanted me to. Charles, you donât know the real me.â
Charles laughed loudly at Tang Fengâs response. âMy dear, what are you saying? The real you is standing right in front of me. How could I not know?â
âCharlesâŠâ
âLet me guess, you want to start a relations.h.i.+p with that rabbit? Forget it, my dear. That little rabbit doesnât suit you at all. A man like you was born to be doted on by others.â
âBesides s.e.x, what else can you talk about?â
âI donât think thereâs anything wrong with s.e.x. Even when Iâm eighty, I want to keep loving. Just admit it, my dear, you actually want to be held by me. You miss my body.â Charles was drifting further from the topic at hand, a hint of indignation flickering in his eyes. âEven if you pretend to be mature and calm, Iâve seen your eyes. And theyâve told me that youâre actually lonely and hurt. You just havenât noticed.â
âI donât want to notice at all.â Tang Feng sighed and rubbed his forehead with his palm. âCharles, I still have things to do. If you donât have anything important to say, we can talk another day.â
âYouâre kicking me out?â Charlesâ voice grew higher with a hint of disbelief.
âI only wish that you could show some understanding.â Tang Feng was certain a megalomaniac like Charles wouldnât know how to sympathize with someone. For the most part, the consideration and gentleness Charles showed were results of the personal image he sought to display to the public.
Charles stood up suddenly and leveled a long look at Tang Feng. âI think Iâve shown you enough consideration, my dear.â
âIs that so? Should I thank you for that?â Tang Feng forced a smile.
âAll right, all right. I wonât disturb your practice anymore.â For once, Charles left without saying more. Gazing at the closed door, Tang Feng let out a light sigh.