Old turtle

"Hi! Honey," Yuxuan offered a cheerful smile, waving hands at confused Zixin.

As everyone sent a weird stare towards Yuxuan, he came towards Mr. Ming. Subtly narrowing at frowning Mr. Ming, Yuxuan pressed his one hand against the table next to his hand and jumped on the table's surface, causing water bottles to shiver, fall, and roll to the ground.

"Manner less pitch!" A mutter hit Yuxuan's ear while he was standing straight at Zixin, almost about to open his mouth to say something.

Yuxuan looked at Mr. Ming, who was pulling his lips together for a fake smile. "Hahaha.."

Yuxuan tilted his head to one side and clicked his tongue before saying, "Mr. Ming, watch this mannerless pitch going to do what!"

He then twirled his head straight and fixed his admiring gaze on Zixin. Walking through the table surface, he reached Zixin. As everyone watched them with motionless eyes, Yuxuan sat straight at Zixin's table surface and planted his feet on each side of the armrest. Even Zixin dropped his hand over his lap, making his way to Yuxuan's feet to land on the armrest.

"Put that phone aside," Yuxuan voiced, calm and advisable.

Zixin put his phone next to Yuxuan's butt and landed his hand on the table; since it was an office, he couldn't throw himself onto his lap.

Yuxuan got hold of that hand and put it on his lap. Looking into his eyes, he commented, "Look at my eyes only."

Zixin did.

"Eww...What the hell are they doing?" One of the staff expressed disgusted feelings. However, every female staff member stubbornly watches them without even giving them time to blink. They were exactly enjoying the show.

Yuxuan tugged out his phone, turned on the display, and showed the WeChat of someone he had.

"Now, look at the phone screen," Yuxuan instructed. Zixin moved his Irish down to see the phone display.

He glimpsed the last message from the messenger: "Okay, no problem."

When Yuxuan's finger pointed out the chatter's name, 'Muchen ZK', Zixin's eyes went wide in surprise, and he snatched the phone quickly. Zoomed in and out of the Muchen ZK profile

"It is him! It is the No. 1 famous artist!" Zixin exclaimed, holding Yuxuan's hand quickly and asking him, "Do you know him? Can you help me with-"

Yuxuan's index finger interrupted his energetic amazement. "Just check the chatting, Zixin," he calmly declared.

"No. 1 artist?" Everyone started to gossip as Zixin browsed through Yuxuan's and Muchen Zk's chats.

"It was Muchen from the Zk Entertainment company!" One of the female staff stood up excitedly and shook the puzzled director cheerfully.

"If we use him, our market will be the dominant one." She enunciated to everyone.

Everyone bloomed with a smile. Mr. Ming was exceptional in this. He scattered hatred towards Yuxuan and Zixin.

"How do you know him?" Zixin asked as Yuxuan's beamed eyes adored his happiness.

"Just..." Yuxuan trailed and suddenly felt shy to see Zixin's joy-bouncing face.

"Thank you, Yuxuan!" Zixin stood up and hugged him. Yuxuan dropped his leg down and offered a lovely smile. He hugged back tightly.

"Woah!" that intern girl cherished them.

Suddenly, a phone rang. This time, Yuxuan's.

Yuxuan attended it quickly once he spotted his manager's number.

"Sir, come fast... Your fiance and grandpa are trying to-"

"Hello? Hello?" Yuxuan fluttered instantly, causing Zixin and everyone around them to be perplexed. He twisted his lower jaw in crossness, shooting a seething stare at the phone screen.

"Wha-" Zixin tried to ask.

"Come on!"

Yuxuan clenched Zixin's hand, jumped down, and hurriedly dragged him to the exit along with him as every employee gawped at them.

"Sir!" that intern shouted.

"Don't worry! I will take care of the rest!" Zixin couldn't help but sound, since he was being dragged out of the meeting room like a jet.

Along the little busy highway, Yuxuan's car was riding at high speed, as if it didn't consider any vehicles near him would cause a major accident with one minor scratch.

Zixin clenched the handgrip, pasting his back onto the seat, and with a terrifying look, he asked, "Why this much speed?"

Serious-looking Yuxuan seemed somewhat hostile, and the grip on the steering wheel endangered that something was going to happen badly.

"My fiance and that old turtle are doing something in my office!" his chloric-rich voice enunciated.

"What?!" Zixin was aghast.

The car skidded in front of Yuxuan's office.

Spotting Zixin and Yuxuan both getting out of the car, which makes the surroundings cloudy with its hottest, blew foam, Those bodyguards, whoever roamed inside the foyer, rushed to the exit.

Zixin and Yuxuan both halted right there. Judging their quake of rustling feet and their posture, it was like going to pick a fight. Zixin and Yuxuan looked at each other once, and that word came at the same time.

"Know how to fight?"

"Yes!"

Both replied together, twirled, and turned their glances to those bodyguards.

They both lifted their feet hip-width apart from the ground and struck their dominant foot slightly forward, invariably. Then they held their hands in front of their bodies separately with bent elbows and twirled, turning their palms to face those bodyguards.

Additionally, both knitted their brows at those bodyguards.

"Charge!" the head of the bodyguard commented.

Everybody ran towards them to fight.