Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT) novel Chapter 233

Chapter 233: Han Zhan freaking out

The room fell into a heavy silence, the weight of Xiang Yu’s words hanging in the air. Sister Meng’s shoulders slumped as she absorbed the revelation. "So now he likes you back?" she asked softly.

Xiang Yu nodded, his eyes reflecting a mixture of relief and melancholy. Sister Meng sighed a deep, weary sound. "Why are all the guys I like taken or gay?" she muttered, her voice tinged with resignation.

Xiang Yu chuckled softly, the sound breaking the tension. "Maybe the universe is saving that spot for your soulmate," he said, his tone gentle and reassuring.

Sister Meng’s eyes were wide with curiosity as she asked, "So he is your soulmate?"

Xiang Yu paused, the weight of the question hanging in the air. After a moment, he nodded. "He is," he said softly, the words carrying a depth of emotion.

Han Xin, who had been eavesdropping just outside the door, missed Xiang Yu’s answer. That’s because Han Zhan suddenly appeared behind him, startling him. "Han Xin, yo—" Han Zhan began, but his words were cut off as Han Xin quickly covered his mouth, making an aggressive shushing gesture. It was too late. Xiang Yu had already heard them.

"Xin-ge," Xiang Yu called out, his voice calm but firm. Han Zhan’s eyes widened in shock. Since when did Xiang Yu call Han Xin that? It had always been "Han Xin this" or "Han Xin that," and sometimes even "young master." What was going on?

Han Zhan gestured wildly at Han Xin, silently asking what the hell was happening. But Han Xin just smiled, a goofy grin spreading across his face, and walked into the room.

Han Zhan exclaimed saying, "Are you fucking possessed?" That smiled sent goosebumps all over his body.

"You haven’t left yet?" Xiang Yu asked, his tone neutral.

Han Xin pulled Han Zhan into the room with him. "I was waiting for him," he explained.

Han Zhan, trying to mask his excitement, blurted out, "Little Bai is giving me a tattoo."

Han Xin shook his head. "You can get it done when we get home. Right now, we have to go."

Xiang Yu nodded, spinning his chair around to face his work. "Okay, see you later," he said, already focused on his task.

Sister Meng lay on her belly, trying to make herself as inconspicuous as possible. She had to admit that a possessive man was more terrifying than a ghost. The tension in the room was palpable, and she didn’t want to draw any attention to herself.

Han Xin, feeling unsettled, pursed his lips before walking over to Xiang Yu. Without warning, he spun Xiang Yu’s chair around and planted a firm kiss on his lips. Xiang Yu’s eyes widened in surprise, but he didn’t pull away.

Han Zhan’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. He was so shocked that he didn’t even remember how he walked out of the tattoo parlour or how he got into the car. It wasn’t until Han Xin started the engine that he found his voice. "Ah-Xin, you—you—you...what the fuck!" Han Xin just chuckled, the sound low and amused, as they drove off.

Han Zhan’s complexion looked like he had seen a ghost. He couldn’t believe what he had just witnessed. He had just seen his cousin kissing someone, and a man at that. Ever since they had known each other, Han Xin had never shown interest in anyone. He had been confessed to countless times, and each time, the brave women would leave in tears.

Han Xin was harsh in his rejections, so much so that one woman had cursed him never to find love. Han Zhan had never believed in curses, but Han Xin had remained single and disinterested for as long as he could remember. So, what had he just seen? He couldn’t help but think he was hallucinating. That had to be the only plausible explanation.