Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 307 : (Extra) Lang Yuxuan and Feng Jietang’s Side Story (8)

Chapter 307: Chapter 307 : (Extra) Lang Yuxuan and Feng Jietang’s Side Story (8)

"You like lurking in the corner, huh?" Lang Yuxuan said, his brows creased in displeasure.

Feng Jietang scoffed.

"Naturally, I need to ensure that the one I care about is safe and happy."

Lang Yuxuan did not even need to ask whom Feng Jietang was speaking of.

He was about to take his leave when Feng Jietang added, "But now he no longer needs me. He already has someone who will do that job in my stead."

Feng Jietang’s eyes were locked onto Shen Jingwei, who was snugly pressed against Yan Renzhong’s chest, with the latter’s arm draped perfectly around his slender waist.

Their love was undeniable, a truth written in the loving gazes and smiles they shared with each other. Only the foolish and the blind would overlook it.

When Shen Jingwei and Yan Renzhong locked their lips in a passionate kiss, both Feng Jietang and Lang Yuxuan looked away at the same time.

Lang Yuxuan cleared his throat awkwardly.

"I thought that you already gave up on him," he said, only to regret it as soon as the words left his mouth. He didn’t mean to poke a needle in Feng Jietang’s wound.

But surprisingly, Feng Jietang handled his emotions in a mature way.

"I did," Feng Jietang said. "I am happy for him. I just can’t help but feel sad and lonely tonight."

"..."

Well, he was not the only one.

Tonight, they were on the same boat, overlooking the loving, married couple on a neighboring boat.

Lang Yuxuan raised his glass in Feng Jietang’s direction.

"Cheers to us," he said. "May we find our happiness with other people in the future."

Feng Jietang stared at him in silence for several seconds before he too raised his glass and clinked it softly against Lang Yuxuan’s.

"Yeah," he said before he downed his wine. "Hopefully."

They neither drank nor talk anymore for the rest of the night.

After bidding the hosts good night, Lang Yuxuan left with Wen Guilin a while later.

Once Yan Renzhong made his comeback, a gust of favorable wind blew in Lang Yuxuan’s direction.

He finally landed another acting role. It was not the protagonist role, but it was a huge step up after playing the small villain role in "Dance Of The Dragons".

One day bled into another, and then it was time to shoot the winter commercial for the clothing brand.

Lang Yuxuan and Feng Jietang got to work together again. This time, they were a lot more amicable toward each other.

The winter-themed commercial was shot in the northern province, with heavy snowfall around them as the new couple went on a trip together to celebrate their third monthaversary.

"There is no script to hold on to," so the commercial director said. "I need you two to play in the snow and act out a loving couple. You can start with walking around and enjoying the snowy landscape. The camera team will follow you and capture your movements from every angle.

You can stop after I yell ’cut’."

Feng Jietang and Lang Yuxuan looked at each other.

"Well then."

Feng Jietang held out a gloved hand in Lang Yuxuan’s direction.

"Come on."

Lang Yuxuan gingerly placed his hand into Feng Jietang’s.

Although their hands were separated by two layers of gloves, Lang Yuxuan could almost feel Feng Jietang’s warmth seep through the thick fabric.

Or was it his own?

He didn’t know.

"There is no need to be nervous," Feng Jietang said in a teasing tone. "It’s not your first time holding hands with a man, is it?"

Lang Yuxuan sneered.

"Am I nervous or are you?"

Feng Jietang laughed.

"Should I be nervous?"

"I don’t know," Lang Yuxuan said, a little flustered by the direction of the conversation.

But they were in the middle of shooting a commercial.

...

Of course!

Just what was he thinking?

Feng Jietang was just acting. He would not talk this way to Lang Yuxuan outside of the commercial.

They wandered through the ethereal, snow-kissed landscape. The road, a ribbon of asphalt, was now a forgotten dream beneath the pristine white blanket.

A few missteps led them onto the soft, yielding grass. The snow-laden trees, their branches heavy with winter’s burden, were their only compass in this silent, snowy world.

"Do you wanna build a snowman?" Feng Jietang sang in a high-pitched voice, prompting Lang Yuxuan to break into laughter.

"Sure, let’s make some snowmen."

They left the road behind them and picked a vast snowy canvas to build their snow crafts.

Feng Jietang, like an elementary school kid, build three snow figures side-by-side.

"Mom, Dad, and child," he proudly explained after he was done.

The snowmom had eyes with long lashes and a crooked smile.

The snowdad had a long nose crafted from a broken branch and a big smile underneath.

And the snowchild had a pair of cute beady eyes.

"..."

He finished all three before Lang Yuxuan even finished one.

"You are good in this," he muttered.

Feng Jietang turned his nose upward and cackled like an arrogant prince.

"Naturally. I have built a lot of snowmen in my life!"

But then he lowered his voice and said, "But these three are very special to me."

"Oh?"

Lang Yuxuan arched a brow at him.

"How so?"

"Because this will be what my future family will look like."

"..."

Lang Yuxuan narrowed his eyes at the snowmom.

Somehow, he was unable to conjure the picture of a woman who resembled the snowmom. And there’s a good reason why.

"Your wife is ugly," he mocked. "But the snowdad is also ugly, so I guess it’s a match made in heaven."

Feng Jietang made a sharp sound when he sucked in a lungful of air.

"You are right," he agreed with fervent nods. "I guess we need to add some personal touch to make them more beautiful."

"Personal touch?"

Feng Jietang took off his shawl and draped it around the snowdad’s neck.

And then, ignoring Lang Yuxuan’s "Heyyy!", he stole the latter’s winter hat and carefully placed it on the snowmom’s head.

"Now, do they still look ugly?" He then asked Lang Yuxuan.