Chapter 93: Lin Feng is Wei Tianyu’s type

Finally smiling in relief, Wei Tianyu felt his heart lighten.

"Lin Feng," Wei Tianyu began, his usual smile returning to his lips. "From what I’ve observed, he’s a very gentle and pure-hearted person. He clearly has a soft personality."

"Your type!" Rong Zexin immediately realized and exclaimed.

Chu Haoran slapped the back of Rong Zexin’s head. "Are you trying to sow discord between your brothers, you bastard?"

"No, no, no!" Rong Zexin held the back of his head, feeling rather aggrieved. His forehead was still red, and now the back of his head hurt too. "I was just saying."

"..."

Hou Yizhen narrowed his eyes as he studied Wei Tianyu’s face.

"..."

Wei Tianyu simply smiled and let him look.

"..."

Chu Haoran and Rong Zexin quietly held their breaths, wondering if a fight between the Smiling Tiger and the Black Dragon was about to break out. Chu Haoran’s hands unconsciously tightened around Rong Zexin’s neck, making him want to strangle the troublemaker.

After a while, Hou Yizhen finally relaxed. It was clear that his brother had no such intentions.

Instead, he turned to Rong Zexin. "Control your mouth. Brother Wei has no such thoughts."

Rong Zexin grabbed the hands around his neck and choked out, "I’m wrong, brothers! Please let this humble one go!"

Chu Haoran snorted and finally released him. Rong Zexin slumped back into his chair with a loveless expression.

Wei Tianyu continued where he had left off. "Lin Feng has this kind of personality, and he’s also experienced the scandal involving his father and aunt. Naturally, he’ll feel averse to such an immoral relationship."

Hou Yizhen nodded slowly. "Continue."

"He won’t dislike you. In fact, the very reason he ended up indulging in such an immoral relationship must be because of his strong feelings for you. Instead, Lin Feng will blame himself. He’ll think that he’s dragging you down into the abyss."

Hou Yizhen frowned, clearly annoyed. "I’ve already told him not to care about what others think, but he still worries so much. He seems to care a lot about other people’s opinions."

"That’s because he has a strong sense of morality. He’s the uptight type." Wei Tianyu shrugged.

Hou Yizhen looked at him. "How do you know that?"

"His type is my type, although I usually like women. They tend to have similar personalities."

"Oh."

The tall, muscular man who never seemed bothered by anything lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

His tanned skin shone under the warm dining lights, and the black dragon tattoo on his neck was faintly visible above his collar. His fingers tapped thoughtfully against the table.

Then he said, "I plan to see a psychologist."

"?" Rong Zexin looked confused. "Why? Is something wrong, Brother Hou?"

Chu Haoran, on the other hand, reacted quickly, his expression turning serious.

"Brother Hou," he said solemnly. "Homosexuality isn’t a disease. It’s just a sexual orientation. Some men simply prefer to be with men. It’s not a psychological illness."

"What are you thinking?" Hou Yizhen frowned at him. "I want to see a psychologist so I can understand Lin Feng better. I want to know what he’s thinking."

"...!!!"

Wei Tianyu, Chu Haoran, and Rong Zexin all widened their eyes at once.

"You?"

The chauvinistic, self-centered scum who never bothered to see things from someone else’s perspective—

He actually wanted to understand someone so badly that he was willing to see a psychologist?

Was the world about to end or something?

"By the way," Hou Yizhen continued, ignoring their stunned expressions as he turned to Wei Tianyu. "Do you know which table Lin Feng is sitting at?"

"Table? Ah." Wei Tianyu was still distracted. "No, they already left. I saw them off outside the restaurant before coming back here."

"...Oh." Hou Yizhen closed his mouth, looking annoyed.

The food was served at that moment. With the waiters bringing in the dishes, Rong Zexin could only keep his mouth shut and wait anxiously.

Finally, all the outsiders had left the private room.

Two seconds after the door closed, Rong Zexin excitedly asked, "Brother Hou, are you sure you really like that boy? Is it not just because he’s something new?"

Hou Yizhen nodded firmly. "I’m sure. I was confused at first. I thought it was just my libido acting up, but that’s not the case."

Wei Tianyu finally remembered something. "So that’s why you slept with women one after another during that period?"

Hou Yizhen nodded.

Chu Haoran also remembered that period and finally understood. "By the way, Brother Hou, what about your bed partners?"

"The moment I returned from Bohai Town, I cut ties with them," Hou Yizhen replied calmly.

After realizing that he liked Lin Feng, he had naturally ended his relationships with the others.

Rong Zexin was still curious. "You got rid of all your bed partners. Does that mean you really intend to make your relationship with Lin Feng official?"

"Naturally."

"Is he willing?"

Hou Yizhen paused.

The three men watching him like hawks immediately noticed his reaction.

"Damn! Don’t tell me you got rejected?" Rong Zexin exclaimed in disbelief.

Hou Yizhen was a chauvinistic scum, but incredibly handsome and had a sculpted and strong physique. Although most people were afraid of him, no one could deny his intense sex appeal.

Rumors about his incredible skills in bed had already spread, and many women in their social circle had fantasized about sleeping with this masculine man who could plow the bed hard at least once.

He also had plenty of gay men pursuing him, all hoping to get into his bed, even if it was only for one night.

"He actually has this day!" Rong Zexin accidentally blurted out what he was thinking.

The large, tanned hand holding a steak knife lifted threateningly into the air.

Rong Zexin obediently shut his mouth.

After that, no matter how much they questioned him, Hou Yizhen refused to say anything more about his relationship with Lin Feng.

Hou Yizhen had already made up his mind.

For the sake of a harmonious sex life and his first experience of romantic feelings, he had to visit a psychologist for advice.

Having been sent to see psychologists several times by his grandfather after being found and brought back from his turbulent mercenary life, Hou Yizhen had always believed that psychologists understood the human mind well and could therefore offer the best advice.