Chapter 57: You’re a Living Bodhisattva
Xie Siheng countered, “How do you see it?”
Chi Wang hesitated. “…Uh, hahaha.”
His tone lightened up. “I was just teasing you; I believe you.”
After spending so much time together, Chi Wang didn’t think Xie would lie to him.
By now, there had to be some level of trust between them.
Xie naturally explained, “I’m not interested in those things. I’ve never dated anyone.”
His tone was calm, as if unaware of Chi Wang’s probing.
Chi Wang responded just as naturally, “I see, got it.”
Not interested, yet he did it with him so many times?
Chi Wang: “…”
What was he thinking!!!
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Chi Wang felt that he was really not himself lately.
Probably pent-up energy, with his physical state affecting his mental state.
He changed the subject. “My brother called me and said he saw you taking a guy to a hotel. I think that’s not good. He’s someone who loves to investigate. Could you help me get rid of the hotel’s surveillance footage from that day?”
Chi Wang wasn’t sure if Xie could do it. After all, what happens on TV might not be possible in real life.
But he was overthinking it. For Xie, this was indeed no big deal. He agreed in a low voice, “Understood.”
Worried about troubling him, Chi Wang asked, “Will it be a hassle?”
Xie replied, “No. I have shares in both hotels.”
Chi Wang: “…”
He clicked his tongue. So this is what it means to be rich? Not that he’s envious or anything. “Then I can rest assured.”
Xie paused, his tone softening a bit. “You don’t want your brother to know?”
Without blinking, Chi Wang answered, “Of course not. Do you want to get beaten?”
Xie calmly said, “He can’t beat me.”
His certainty made Chi Wang curious. “You two have fought before?”
“Mm.”
Chi Wang held back, choosing not to comment.
Now that Xiao Fu was his brother, even if he did something wrong, Chi Wang couldn’t judge him as indifferently as before.
He always felt a bit uneasy.
So ever since acknowledging their relationship, Chi Wang seldom talked about Xiao Fu with Xie. As for being closer to Xie than to Xiao Fu before, it didn’t really matter anymore.
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That night, while showering, Chi Wang couldn’t help but relieve himself again. He couldn’t help it; he always felt a bit restless, like a spark landing on dry wood, igniting instantly.
Afterward, Chi Wang felt empty.
He quickly went to the living room, grabbed his laptop to work, and replied to the day’s accumulated WeChat messages.
He had already quit his tutoring job, but he had become friends with the high school student. The student said he would introduce more students to him when he had time since he taught so well.
So Chi Wang really didn’t lack part-time jobs, his network was broad and diverse, and he carefully selected people; each one genuinely wanted to help him.
Chi Wang could even pick and choose among these jobs. Those who were not selected wouldn’t feel uncomfortable; instead, they’d feel disappointed they couldn’t help this time and would strive to help next time.
This was one of Chi Wang’s remarkable qualities.
Now that news of the winter break was out, his phone was buzzing nonstop. Many people were introducing jobs to him, each one sincere, and they’d already filtered the options before presenting them to him.
As Chi Wang read, he was drooling. He felt many part-time jobs were perfect for him, like being an equestrian apprentice at a riding club. All he had to do was take care of the horses, maintain area cleanliness, and explain courses, and he’d get equestrian lessons. The salary wasn’t high—3,000 yuan a month—but he could learn horseback riding for free!!
His friends were really something, finding such a job for him, with direct hiring and no interview. What a pity!!
Darn it!!
He looked down and said fiercely to his baby, “Baby, you’re so cute.”
This job came at the wrong time! He could’ve done it half a year ago, but now, forget it.
Another example was being a boxing sparring partner, with a salary of 8,000 yuan a month for just four hours of work. Although he might get punched, he could learn boxing techniques for free, and Chi Wang believed he was quite resilient, so this part-time job had a high cost-performance ratio.
And more…
Chi Wang’s eyes were moist, turning into big, teary egg-like eyes as he tearfully declined his friends one by one.
But since they had put so much effort into finding these jobs for him, Chi Wang sent each of them a red envelope of 120 yuan, totaling about twenty people.
His wallet suddenly felt much lighter.
But Chi Wang usually didn’t feel distressed over such expenses.
Now he really had too much free time.
So when Xie invited him to attend a cocktail party the next day, he thought about it and agreed.
After all, he was just idling around; might as well go out with Xie and see the world.
Xie also prepared a suit for him. Chi Wang didn’t dare ask the price, assuming it wouldn’t be cheap. He only asked, “Can I return it after wearing it?”
Xie countered, “Why return it?”
Chi Wang hesitantly asked, “Sell it to someone else? But you can’t sell it, right? Each suit is tailored to an individual.”
Xie: “…”
He said softly, “It’s a gift for you. It’s not expensive, just over ten thousand yuan.”
Chi Wang: “…”
He felt the fabric in his hands—it was much better than the suit Xiao Fu had prepared for him, and the cut looked better too. How could it be only over ten thousand?
Chi Wang said, “You’re lying; it can’t be that cheap.”
Xie seemed prepared and took out the receipt.
Huh? A receipt???
Chi Wang was a bit dumbfounded as he took the receipt and saw the price—it really was over ten thousand, 14,000 yuan.
Chi Wang: “…”
He was a bit confused and said to Xie, “Is it really that cheap? The suit my brother bought me was over two hundred thousand, and it doesn’t feel as good as this one. Plus, it seems quite warm; I’m not cold wearing it.”
Xie visibly paused, his dark eyes looking at him. He asked, “Xiao Fu bought you a suit for over two hundred thousand?”
Chi Wang: “Yeah, super expensive.”
Xie: “…”
Sensing something, Chi Wang quickly said, “But the one you bought me is better. Maybe my brother got ripped off.”
Xie said, “…Let’s go.”
Chi Wang nodded and accompanied Xie.
Actually, Chi Wang was a bit worried about running into Xiao Fu again, feeling anxious.
But when they arrived, Xie saw him looking around nervously and explained, “I checked the guest list beforehand; your brother won’t be here.”
Chi Wang breathed a sigh of relief and absentmindedly said, “We really seem like we’re sneaking around behind our parents’ backs, dating secretly.”
“…” Xie’s tone was indifferent. “There won’t be any issues; don’t worry.”
He wished.
But if he really expressed it, Chi Wang would run faster than anyone.
They hadn’t been together for long, but Xie already understood Chi Wang.
The floor was very smooth; it had been meticulously mopped by the staff not long ago. Chi Wang, wearing leather shoes, wasn’t used to it and had slipped several times, forcing him to hold onto Xie’s arm, their bodies very close.
To be honest, they attracted quite a few glances. After all, bringing a male companion was rare; most people preferred to bring a beautiful and impressive female companion.
But no one would question such things in this setting; everyone spoke politely with high emotional intelligence and smiles.
Previously, Chi Wang didn’t like socializing with Xiao Fu because Xiao Fu would shift the conversation onto him. But with Xie, he didn’t feel that way because Chi Wang was just a decorative vase at this time.
But Xie didn’t want him to be a vase for too long. After all, he brought him out to relax, not to accompany him in socializing. So after strolling around once, they left—decisively.
Chi Wang felt like they had just made a cameo appearance and even delayed Xie’s business. He couldn’t help but ask, “We’re leaving just like this? Won’t people say you’re impolite?”
Xie said, “No, you’re more important.”
Chi Wang: “…”
Here we go again.
That feeling was back.
Chi Wang felt that sometimes Xie’s words and actions were like multiple tentacles lightly touching him—so gentle that they felt soft and floaty, making him unconsciously happy.
Like the moment a flower bud suddenly “pop” and blooms.
Chi Wang should have felt awkward, but perhaps because Xie had said such things many times, the awkwardness lessened, and he felt more bashful instead.
Chi Wang casually said, “Don’t say things like that. Your work is more important.”
Xie didn’t argue further. As they walked out of the hotel, his hand rested on Chi Wang’s lower back, offering some support. “Does your back hurt?”
At this, Chi Wang wanted to sigh but felt it was too discouraging. So he smiled and said nonchalantly, “Standing for a long time is a bit uncomfortable, but it’s okay. I can handle it.”
Xie lowered his gaze and softly said, “Mm.”
Staying at home for too long made Chi Wang visibly depressed. Although he watched videos and studied, he wasn’t a homebody.
Chi Wang was full of vitality—so much that he’d wither if he stayed still.
Pregnancy, for him, was a real and prolonged ordeal.
Xie suddenly asked, “Do you still want to do part-time jobs?”
Curious, Chi Wang asked, “What kind of part-time job?”
Xie’s gaze fell on his beautiful cheeks, now rosy and fair from being well-nourished. “A part-time assistant.”
Chi Wang: “Hmm? What’s the job content?”
Xie said, “You mentioned before that the reports weren’t done well. If you take over, they’d be better. I’d like to entrust this job to you.”
Chi Wang refused without thinking, “No, if I do it, wouldn’t the person originally responsible lose their job? I won’t take someone else’s job.”
Xie seemed to anticipate his response and quickly said, “No, you can never have too many assistants. Large companies often have a team of secretaries—three or four secretaries, seven or eight assistants. By taking this part-time job, you’re helping to share their workload.”
“Is that so?” Chi Wang pondered. “In that case, okay. So how is the salary calculated?”
Xie said unhurriedly, “A regular assistant’s monthly salary is 12,000 yuan. Since you’re part-time, the salary will be adjusted—6,000 after tax. Is that acceptable?”
This was a very reasonable salary. Chi Wang agreed without hesitation, “Yes, that sounds great.”
He said happily, “Great, great. It’s good to have connections. Senior, you’re such a thick thigh to hold on to; I really like you.”
Then he pushed his luck, “Are there weekends off? My current company gives weekends off.”
Xie said, “Yes, regular companies offer weekends off, in line with national regulations.”
After a pause, he added, “I’m not a vampire.”
Chi Wang laughed, “Hahaha, you’re a living Bodhisattva of employment.”
Xie: “…”
Must you always associate me with gods and Buddhas?
Sooner or later, I’ll tear off that label.
