Evil Love Appears chapter 76

The diamond earring bought from Italy perfectly matched “Fu Xiaoyu’s” aesthetic.

Round, large, and sparkling, anyone could immediately tell that it was really expensive. Just like the flashy Lamborghini, the Rolex watch that Fu Xiaoyu always wore, and the golden cufflinks on Fu Xiaoyu’s shirt.

So when Fu Xiaoyu helped Xu Jiale put them on, Xu Jiale couldn’t help but burst into laughter for a moment.

“Yeah, it’s a bit too much for everyday wear,” Fu Xiaoyu said, a little self-conscious when he looked at him.

“Damn,” Xu Jiale looked at himself in the mirror, squinting his eyes to inspect his right ear, now glistening with this kind of extravagance for the first time. “I just love the extraordinary.”

This was no mere comfort.

Xu Jiale’s actions of wearing the extraordinary earring every day to work proved it.

In those days, the “Working People Don’t Have Love” chat group couldn’t help but buzz with excitement, and in the end, they sent Hu Xia, who had the best relationship with Xu Ge, to inquire.

“Xu Ge, your new earring…” Hu Xia found an opportunity while walking to the vending machine with Xu Jiale and jokingly asked, “It looks really flashy. How many carats is it?”

This question struck right at the heart of Xu Jiale.

With a somewhat practiced response, he calmly replied, “Yeah, it’s alright, a one-carat D-grade diamond, IF clarity, excellent cut.”

This response wasn’t entirely smooth, but it was close to being recited from memory.

What?

However, these GIA certificate parameters quickly passed through the ears of Hu Xia, a software engineer. He vaguely felt that one carat was quite large, so he praised without thinking too much, “Impressive! Did you buy it yourself?”

“No,” Xu Jiale bent over to take out his bottle of sugar-free cola, saying, “It was a gift from a friend.”

“Oh?!” Hu Xia’s eyes lit up.

“Alright, you go ahead…” Xu Jiale halted the conversation at the right moment, preventing Hu Xia from asking the crucial question, “What kind of friend?” Instead, he raised his phone and walked briskly toward the parking lot, saying, “I need to leave a bit early today; I have something to do.”

On the other side of the parking lot, Wang Xiaoshan and Fu Xiaoyu were already waiting in the car.

“You’re here,” Xu Jiale got into Wang Xiaoshan’s car and happily said, “Let’s go.”

“Xu Ge, you dressed very handsomely today,” Wang Xiaoshan remarked as he started the car toward the high-speed rail station.

“Naturally,” Xu Jiale said, unscrewing the cola bottle.

Since they were going to H City to have dinner with Han Jiangque and Wen Ke, Xu Jiale had indeed dressed up for the occasion. He wore a tight-fitting white shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms and gray suit pants that were just above the ankle. His belt and shoes were in a vintage light brown color. His body was broad at the top and tapered at the bottom, and though his waist wasn’t very slim, the muscles on his chest and shoulders were perfectly suited for this tight shirt. He showed a bit of ankle under the long pants, making the outfit appear more casual and a bit sexier, which matched well with the not-so-everyday earring on his ear.

Fu Xiaoyu looked at Xu Jiale for a moment, then reached over and neatly adjusted the right sleeve’s cuff, saying in a low voice, “You really shouldn’t provoke Han Jiangque today.”

Fu Xiaoyu was somewhat nervous. Although Wen Ke said he’d coaxed Han Jiangque these past few days and he sent several WeChat messages to that alpha to explain, Han Jiangque still appeared to be quite angry.

This time, he wasn’t particularly worried about Xu Jiale. It wasn’t like the last time in the hospital when Han Jiangque was still fresh off winning the amateur boxing championship. Back then, one punch from him would probably have knocked Xu Jiale down.

Now, Han Jiangque had been lying in bed for so long, and his muscles had weakened. He couldn’t even hold a baby properly, as Wen Ke mentioned, and he’d probably need two to three months of rehabilitation.

Every time Fu Xiaoyu thought about this, he felt a bit disheartened. Right now, he was only worried that Xu Jiale would lose his temper and argue with Han Jiangque.

“Don’t worry,” Xu Jiale reassured him. He took a sip of his cola and smiled, “I won’t fight with Han Publicist.”

…

Arriving at Han’s residence, Han Zhan was worried that his son was going out for the first time after being discharged, so he sent his driver and car to take them all to the dinner venue.

Thus, when they were waiting for the car to pull up in the driveway, Xu Jiale and Fu Xiaoyu first exchanged pleasantries with Wen Ke. Finally, Han Jiangque, who was dressed in a decent suit and sitting in a wheelchair, was pushed out.

He had a cold expression on his face and completely ignored Xu Jiale. Instead, he first greeted Fu Xiaoyu with a nod and said, “Xiaoyu, you’re here.”

“Han Jiangque…” Fu Xiaoyu looked at him and took several brisk steps to approach him.

Han Jiangque was tall but significantly leaner than before. His shirt hung loosely on his body, making it seem a bit empty, and even the scent of pheromones on him wasn’t as strong as it used to be, which made Fu Xiaoyu a little sad.

Nevertheless, he was still the familiar, handsome alpha, with his sharp brows, dark, narrow eyes, and beautiful, deep facial features.

In the end, Fu Xiaoyu suppressed a thousand words and, with a bend, gave Han Jiangque a hug.

This embrace was somewhat prolonged.

When they met last time, their two little babies were also present, and everything was a mess, so Fu Xiaoyu hadn’t had a chance to give a hug to his good friend who had just escaped from the jaws of death.

Han Jiangque, it’s so good that you’re back.

Wen Ke and Xu Jiale stood aside, not speaking immediately, and only exchanged a slight smile as they made eye contact.

At this moment, Han Jiangque’s eyes softened slightly, and he patted Fu Xiaoyu’s back. In a low voice, he said, “Xiaoyu, I’m fine, I’m completely fine.”

“Okay,” Fu Xiaoyu wasn’t one to get too emotional, so he stood up straight and walked behind the wheelchair, pushing Han Jiangque to the Bentley.

Han Jiangque wasn’t entirely unable to stand; it’s just that his legs were temporarily weaker, so he needed a little support to get into the car.

During the ride, Fu Xiaoyu talked to Han Jiangque, and Wen Ke talked to Xu Jiale. The atmosphere remained relatively calm, and there wasn’t any immediate conflict.

When they arrived at the restaurant, Xu Jiale had made a reservation at a private Cantonese restaurant. Upon seating in the private dining room, there was a round table, but Wen Ke moved a little slower, so the waiter had already pushed Han Jiangque to Xu Jiale’s right side. Forcibly separating the two of them now seemed a bit awkward, so Wen Ke cleared his throat and took a seat on the opposite side of Han Jiangque. Fu Xiaoyu sat between Wen Ke and Xu Jiale.

The atmosphere in the entire dining room immediately became somewhat peculiar. Since the whole restaurant was only serving their table today, the pace of serving the dishes was very quick. Several servers took turns coming in to serve the dishes.

Xu Jiale, however, acted as if everything was normal. He picked up the warm towel on the table and began wiping his hands before saying, “Wen Ke, how have you been resting these past two days?Are the little ones being a handful?”

“Ah, don’t even mention it,” Wen Ke let out a long sigh, and the blue bags under his eyes were evident. “they’ve been causing trouble all along. When I keep them by my side, they can’t sleep. If I don’t, I can’t help but think about them. I haven’t had a good night’s sleep for a while.”

This was his lighthearted response. In reality, it wasn’t just about sleep; he was dealing with physical pain and discomfort that couldn’t easily be spoken of, making it even more tormenting.

Wen Ke smiled wryly and continued, “Han Xue and Wen Nian are my precious little ones, but to be honest, getting a little break from them, even if it’s just for a little while… just a little while, is actually quite nice.”

Xu Jiale nodded and added, “I’m sure you would also want to come out for a meal from time to time. Sitting at home all day, listening to them cry, people need some fresh air.”

“Xu Jiale.”

While they were chatting, Han Jiangque suddenly spoke, his expression cold, “When did you and Fu Xiaoyu get together?”

Xu Jiale hadn’t answered yet when the waiter came in again, serving everyone a bowl of duck blood and radish soup one by one and warmly explaining the special features of its preparation.

“…” Han Jiangque’s question was left hanging there, and he could only lower his head to gulp down the soup. It’s fortunate that in these past few days, his arm had recovered well, so he had no problem with eating or handling light objects.

“Does it taste good?” The waiter, seeing this handsome alpha drinking so eagerly while sitting in a wheelchair, was filled with sympathy and said softly, “Shall I serve you another bowl?”

“…” With the corner of his eye, Xu Jiale saw Han Jiangque’s expression, as if he were holding back a breath, and he almost burst out laughing. He deliberately said, “Give me another bowl as well, thank you.”

As soon as Han Jiangque heard this, even though he was still silently drinking his soup, he glared at Xu Jiale fiercely, and his dark eyes seemed to ignite.

“Xu Jiale, I noticed you’re wearing earrings again?”

After the waiter left, Wen Ke, sitting opposite Xu Jiale, tried to lighten the mood. While scooping some soup with a spoon, he asked a seemingly unrelated question with a smile, “I haven’t seen you wear them for a while.”

“Cough!” This time, Fu Xiaoyu coughed loudly with great effort.

“Yeah, I just started wearing them again recently,” Xu Jiale immediately got excited, “How do they look? Are they pretty?”

He was clearly asking Wen Ke, but he deliberately turned to face Wen Ke, with his right ear completely facing Han Jiangque.

“They look good,” Wen Ke smiled and said, “It’s just that I haven’t seen you wear such conspicuous ones before.”

“Looking good is what matters,” Xu Jiale put down his soup bowl, touched his ear, and continued, “Fu Xiaoyu gave them to me. One-carat D-grade diamond, IF clarity, Excellent cut—Ah, damn it, Han Jiangque!”

Before he could finish his sentence this time, he suddenly bounced up, turned around, and glared fiercely at Han Jiangque.

Sitting in a wheelchair, Han Jiangque held a pair of chopsticks in his hand and glared back at him fiercely.

“Han Jiangque, are you still in elementary school?”

Just now, Han Jiangque had used these chopsticks to poke Xu Jiale’s waist.

Damn, this was like a distant memory from childhood. It was hard for anyone who had finished sixth grade to enjoy being poked in the waist by their desk mate again.

“Han Jiangque!”

“Xu Jiale!”

Fu Xiaoyu and Wen Ke both shouted, but Wen Ke’s tone was clearly not angry.

It was Fu Xiaoyu who pulled Xu Jiale’s arm with a bit of force this time and emphasized his tone, “Don’t tease him. Sit down and talk properly.”

Damn it, Xu Jiale cursed in his heart. I’m not the one acting like a primary school student.

“Xu Jiale, when did you start dating Xiaoyu?” Han Jiangque asked persistently.

“About a month ago,” Xu Jiale said, sitting down again and holding his waist.

“How did you convince him? Did you lie to him about anything? Does he know you’re divorced and have a kid? Does he know you’ve dated many omegas before? How did he end up with you?”

Han Jiangque held the chopsticks, obviously his thoughts were in disarray, asking questions in rapid succession.

“I…” Xu Jiale squinted his eyes.

“Han Jiangque, no, he didn’t,” Fu Xiaoyu quickly popped his head out from the other side, speaking to Han Jiangque at a fast pace through Xu Jiale, “He didn’t lie to me about anything. I pursued him. He only agreed to date me a few days ago. We’re serious, really!”

“You pursued him?” Han Jiangque’s eyes widened, and he couldn’t control his volume.

He couldn’t get mad at Fu Xiaoyu, so he stared at Xu Jiale with a steely expression, “Xu Jiale, you—!”

“What’s wrong with me?” Xu Jiale asked warily, turning his head, keeping an eye on Han Jiangque’s chopstick movements. “Han Jiangque, why are you getting all worked up about me dating Fu Xiaoyu? It’s not like I’m dating you.”

“Are you—”

Han Jiangque was practically choking.

He always felt that Fu Xiaoyu got with Xu Jiale because he had never been with an alpha before, and because of that heat incident, he lost his mind.

But that statement was difficult to say, and his mouth was clumsy. It left him flushed, and he fiercely stabbed his chopsticks into his food, then began chewing it aggressively.

Xu Jiale, on the other hand, squinted his eyes, watching Han Jiangque’s movements carefully.

At this moment, seeing the alpha’s fierce appearance, he suddenly and casually pushed Han Jiangque’s wheelchair.

With this gentle push and turn, even though the strength was light, Han Jiangque, who had been leaning towards Wen Ke, started sliding towards Wen Ke, and the result was that his arm stretched out farther and farther, and the noodles on his chopsticks got longer and longer, pulling, and pulling—

This slow and silly scene was just indescribably comical.

“You—!”

Han Jiangque was so angry that his face turned steel blue. He almost stood up, but immediately, Wen Ke gently hugged his head to his chest and kissed him lightly.

“It’s alright,” Wen Ke whispered, “It’s alright.”

“Xu Jiale, what’s wrong with you!”

Fu Xiaoyu finally reacted and glared at Xu Jiale.

But when he saw Xu Jiale’s mischievous smile and then glanced at the alpha being held in Wen Ke’s arms, he couldn’t control his laughter. His lips twitched a little, and then twitched again.

Xu Jiale wrote this on his face: One-carat D-grade diamond, IF clarity, Excellent cut.