Second Take On Romance - The A-List Actor Wants Me
Chapter 71 : Evening Spar (3)

Chapter 71: Chapter 71 : Evening Spar (3)

"... Jingwei!"

Shen Jingwei let out a gasp when his arm was yanked forward. Yan Renzhong’s weight pulled him into the opposite direction, and he crashed against the taller man.

They tumbled to the floor, with Yan Renzhong using his body to cushion Shen Jingwei’s fall.

"Oh, God!"

Shen Jingwei pushed himself into a sitting position. Panicked, he started smacking all around Yan Renzhong’s face and upper half.

"Are you alright? Did you break something? Did you bump your head against the floor???"

Yan Renzhong did not immediately answer. He had to shield himself from the torrent of slaps raining down on him.

"Yan Renzhong, open your eyes, talk to me!!!" Shen Jingwei’s voice went a pitch higher from growing distress. He forcefully pulled Yan Renzhong’s hands away and cupped Yan Renzhong’s face with both hands, forcing the latter to look his way.

Slowly, Yan Renzhong opened his eyes.

"I am fine," he said, his voice a little hoarse. "Now, if you could kindly get off me, I will feel much better. You are sitting on my stomach, you know."

"Oh!"

Shen Jingwei tried to stand up, but the slippery floor caused him to fall on top of Yan Renzhong’s body again.

"Ugh!"

Yan Renzhong let out a pained grunt.

"I am sorry!"

Even worse, Shen Jingwei was now sitting right between Yan Renzhong’s legs. He broke into a cold sweat when he felt something big and hard pressing against his private parts, like a lethal weapon pointing right at his core.

Shen Jingwei kept his gaze locked onto Yan Renzhong’s face.

He was too scared to find out what it was.

Speechless, the two men stared at each other for a while before the door to the private studio slammed open, followed by Lang Yuxuan’s terrified shriek, "Senior Yan, are you alright???"

Both men turned to look at Lang Yuxuan. The latter’s face turned white at the sight unfolding before him.

Following close behind Lang Yuxuan were Feng Jietang and Shang Ruohai, who skidded to a halt just before they bumped into the frozen Lang Yuxuan.

"Little Shen...!"

Feng Jietang’s words died in his throat when he saw Shen Jingwei and Yan Renzhong in a compromising position. His bloodshot eyes implied a strong urge to murder the guy at the bottom.

"Oh ho."

Clearly amused by the extraordinary view, Shang Ruohai had a huge grin across his face. "Interesting, interesting."

Lang Yuxuan trembled all over. He did not think it was interesting at all.

Once he regained control over his limbs, he marched across the studio and pushed Shen Jingwei off Yan Renzhong.

"What have you done to my Senior Yan???" He shouted at Shen Jingwei before dedicating all his attention to Yan Renzhong.

"Senior Yan! Senior Yan, are you alright???"

Aided by Lang Yuxuan, Yan Renzhong pushed himself to a sitting position.

Before he could say something in return, Feng Jietang already closed the distance between them in long, purposeful strides. He squatted in front of Yan Renzhong and grabbed his lapels, forcing the latter to look at him.

"You bastard," he hissed at Yan Renzhong’s face. "How dare you molest Shen Jingwei in this godforsaken place! I am going to report you to the police! I am going to spread this on the media!"

Lang Yuxuan was about to lose his mind.

"Are you dumb, Feng Jietang??" He cried out, pushing Feng Jietang away from Yan Renzhong. "Your Shen Jingwei was sitting on my Senior Yan shamelessly! Clearly, he was the one who employed dirty tricks to seduce my Senior Yan!"

Shen Jingwei sighed in his heart.

The final tendril of Feng Jietang’s patience snapped, causing him to explode with anger.

"Are you stupid, Lang Yuxuan?" He snapped. "Do you think that your Senior Yan here is the strongest aphrodisiac in the world? Just because you are crazy about him, it doesn’t mean that everyone is also crazy about him! Especially not Shen Jingwei! He has taste!"

Shen Jingwei groaned in his heart. He could not take it anymore.

"Um, excuse me," he spoke up, causing pairs of eyes to snap in his direction. "Allow me to explain what happened. Yan Renzhong and I were in the middle of a sword practice when we slipped on the floor. Yan Renzhong blocked my fall, so I landed on top of him. No one is seducing anyone. It was merely an accident."

A deafening silence engulfed them, broken a while later by Shang Ruohai’s soft giggles.

"Well, I thought that much. The studio floor is not very good with spillage. A lot of people slip and fall when the floor is covered with sweat."

"Yeah..."

Shen Jingwei crossed his arms before his chest. His gaze flickered between Lang Yuxuan and Feng Jietang, who were staring at him with their mouths agape. It was difficult to determine who was more mortified by the misunderstanding.

Shang Ruohai went to kneel next to Yan Renzhong.

"Yan Renzhong, can you stand? Did you hurt yourself anywhere?"

"No."

Lang Yuxuan hurried to support Yan Renzhong as he rose to his feet.

"Everything is fine. It is already late, so we all need to go back to our rooms and rest."

And then, he directed his piercing gaze at Feng Jietang.

"Why are you even here, Feng Jietang?" He coldly asked. "Yunhuan Hotel is on the opposite side of the road, in case you got lost."

Feng Jietang gritted his teeth at his rival in fury.

"I know where my hotel is, thank you! I was just worried about Little Shen, that’s all!"

Yan Renzhong scoffed.

"Will you please stop following him around like a puppy? Honestly, it is disturbing."

"You...!!!"

Feng Jietang was ready to tackle Yan Renzhong to the ground and beat him into pulp, but Shang Ruohai put himself between them.

"There, there. Feng Jietang, go back. As you can see, Shen Jingwei is safe and sound."

Enraged, Feng Jietang looked like he wanted to launch a torrent of obscenities at the three people from CNC Studio, but Shen Jingwei’s touch at his elbow extinguished the remaining fire in his heart completely.

"Let’s go," he softly said, to which Feng Jietang merely hummed in agreement.

"Thanks for the training, Yan Renzhong," Shen Jingwei said to Yan Renzhong before he and Feng Jietang took their leave. "Sorry for the fall."

Yan Renzhong merely nodded in acknowledgment.

Meanwhile, Lang Yuxuan continued fussing over Yan Renzhong.

"Senior Yan, are you really alright?"

"Why must you block Shen Jingwei’s fall?"

"How is your ankle...?"

Shang Ruohai’s lips curled into a wicked smile as he watched their exchange.

Tonight’s events gave rise to a certain scheme in his mind.