Little Bodyguard(GL) 87

Chapter 87

After Li Hanyang said that, Zhuo Zhi was stunned for a long time.

Li Hanyang stared at her, seemingly pleased with her shocked reaction, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

Zhuo Zhi raised her hand, “I haven’t finished my homework yet.”

“Homework?” Li Hanyang didn’t seem to care about the sudden change of topic, “Aren’t you not in school anymore?”

Although Zhuo Zhi was younger than Li Hanyang and less experienced than someone who had studied abroad for years, her special relationship with his sister made her instinctively adopt an older sister’s tone, “You should still study, no matter when, no matter the situation, learning is always important.”

“But homework isn’t,” Li Hanyang said.

“I think it is right now,” Zhuo Zhi turned and walked upstairs.

Li Hanyang followed her, “Why?”

Zhuo Zhi stopped and turned to look at him, deciding to be blunt, “Because I think this topic is better discussed with your sister, Li Qinyue.”

Li Hanyang chuckled, “You have a point, but don’t forget our agreement.”

“What agreement?” Zhuo Zhi suddenly felt that this boy wasn’t as innocent as he seemed.

“You promised not to let my sister beat me up,” Li Hanyang said with a grin.

“Okay,” Zhuo Zhi made an OK sign and continued walking upstairs, “Don’t follow me, or I won’t be able to stop your sister from beating you up if you annoy her.”

Li Hanyang waved his hand and didn’t follow her. Zhuo Zhi went upstairs to the study, stared at her dictionary for a while, and thought, Humans are strange creatures.

When she and Li Qinyue had come out to their families, although they acknowledged that it had hurt their families, they had been certain that they were doing the right thing.

Loving someone, regardless of gender, shouldn’t be a reason for disapproval.

But now, hearing Li Hanyang say that he was also gay, Zhuo Zhi’s first reaction was to feel sorry for Li Qinyue’s father.

So sorry that she even felt that Li Hanyang was being a bit inconsiderate.

She was being so hypocritical. If her hand wasn’t injured, she would have smacked herself on the head.

Now, unable to make a proper fist, she could only stare blankly at her book.

After a while, unable to make sense of her conflicting emotions, she gave up on thinking.

Li Hanyang had told her this, clearly intending to tell Li Qinyue as well, so she would leave it to Li Qinyue to handle.

Zhuo Zhi took a deep breath and focused on her studies. The housekeeper was cooking downstairs, and despite the size of the apartment, the aroma of food soon wafted upstairs. Zhuo Zhi’s stomach rumbled.

Li Qinyue left work early and rushed home, keeping to the speed limit, arriving in about twenty minutes.

As she entered the apartment, the enticing aroma of food filled the air. A figure was sprawled on the sofa, looking boneless and lazy.

The boneless Li Hanyang, wearing headphones, his eyes closed, was listening to music, his head swaying back and forth. Li Qinyue’s small handbag, with its sturdy metal clasp, perfect for hitting people, was immediately used as a weapon by its owner.

Li Hanyang was hit in the stomach, the metal clasp hitting his ribs. It hurt. He threw off his headphones and jumped up.

“If you want to kill me, just say it, Li Qinyue! I’ll just swallow a bottle of pills! At least it’ll be less painful!”

His loud voice, filled with anger, sadness, and grievance, reached the second floor. Zhuo Zhi, who hadn’t closed the study door, heard him clearly.

But she didn’t rush downstairs. She turned around, holding her book, and listened intently, ready to fulfill her promise to Li Hanyang at any moment.

Of course, being hit with a handbag didn’t count as being “beaten up” in Zhuo Zhi’s book. To be truly “beaten up” required something like what her master would do, pulling down your pants and spanking you on a stool.

Li Qinyue’s voice was low, inaudible, followed by Li Hanyang’s howls, “Sis!!! I didn’t sneak back! I didn’t! Why are you even telling me what to do?! You’ve run away from home more times than I can count!”

“Why did I come back?! It was for you! You’re doing something so drastic, and you didn’t even tell me! It’s useless, you know it’s useless!”

“Ah!!! I’m not a kid anymore! You can’t hit me on the head anymore!!!”

“Sis!!!!!”

…

Zhuo Zhi, eavesdropping, was amused by his one-man show. When she heard footsteps approaching, she quickly rushed to the study door and closed it.

But the footsteps stopped, and another familiar set of footsteps slowly approached, knocking on her door, “Honey, dinner’s ready.”

“Coming!” Zhuo Zhi jumped up, opened the door with a smile, pretending to be oblivious to what had happened downstairs, “You’re back!”

“Yes,” Li Qinyue ruffled her hair, also smiling, “Does your arm hurt? Did you take your medicine? Have more soup later.”

“It doesn’t hurt, I took my medicine, okay,” Zhuo Zhi answered quickly.

“Good girl,” Li Qinyue leaned down and kissed her forehead.

“Hey, watch out, there’s a child present,” Li Hanyang shouted from downstairs.

Li Qinyue reached for a nearby vase, and Li Hanyang quickly ran downstairs.

“You’re so mean, Li Qinyue! You should reconsider, Zhuo Zhi!!!”

“His skin is itching, he’s asking for a beating,” Li Qinyue said.

“Hahaha, don’t be so mean to him as soon as you get back, Sister,” Zhuo Zhi put her arm around Li Qinyue’s waist.

“He annoys me,” Li Qinyue said.

“I have something to report,” Zhuo Zhi looked up at her, “I’m not sure if it’ll make you less annoyed, or more.”

“Definitely more.”

“But I haven’t even told you yet,” Zhuo Zhi said.

“Okay, tell me,” Li Qinyue leaned down and kissed her lips.

The kiss made Zhuo Zhi’s heart skip a beat, her stomach tightening, her mind going blank.

“Your brother said he’s gay,” she blurted out, “And he came out to your father before you did.”

Li Qinyue’s brows furrowed.

Dinner was much more lively this time.

The truly hungry one was Li Hanyang, after all, he had just flown halfway across the world. But he had no say in what he ate.

Every time he reached for a dish, Li Qinyue would intercept his chopsticks, either eating the food herself or placing it in Zhuo Zhi’s bowl.

The first time it happened, Zhuo Zhi politely said, “No, no, it’s fine.” But after the second time, she gave up resisting, eating whatever Li Qinyue gave her.

Li Qinyue’s expression was terrifying, and Zhuo Zhi knew what she looked like when she was angry. She didn’t want to be caught in the crossfire.

Li Hanyang, despite being starved and having his food stolen, didn’t dare to complain, unlike his earlier outburst. He just picked at his vegetables pitifully.

As the meal progressed, when only one piece of pork rib was left, Zhuo Zhi, feeling a pang of sympathy, picked it up and placed it in Li Hanyang’s bowl. He looked up at her, his large eyes filled with gratitude, on the verge of tears.

Zhuo Zhi thought to herself, He does look quite gay, no straight man would make that kind of face.

Li Qinyue looked over. Zhuo Zhi quickly said, “Sister, have you revised that contract we talked about?”

“I have,” Li Qinyue answered, “Lawyer Hao reviewed it three times, it’s fine.”

“That’s good, this contract will definitely attract more young artists.”

“Yeah, have you seen those funny videos by that Sichuan chef? He sent his resume to our company.”

“Hahaha, I’ve seen them, he’s so funny! He’s actually quite handsome, maybe he can get away with it because he’s handsome…”

Li Qinyue didn’t treat Zhuo Zhi like a child and would often discuss work with her. “Shengle Media” was growing rapidly, focusing on areas that young people were interested in, so Li Qinyue would share company matters with Zhuo Zhi and even take her suggestions.

This kind of communication made them both feel comfortable, like their relationship was a textbook example of a perfect partnership. So, discussing work now successfully diverted Li Qinyue’s attention from Li Hanyang, or rather, it finally gave him a chance to eat his fill.

Li Hanyang was quick to seize the opportunity, his chopsticks flying as Zhuo Zhi and Li Qinyue chatted. The food that Li Qinyue and Zhuo Zhi usually couldn’t finish was now completely gone, even the rice.

He ate so quickly that he couldn’t help but burp. Li Qinyue glared at him, “Are you a bottomless pit?”

“If I’m a bottomless pit, then what are you, my dear sister?” Li Hanyang, now full, decided to fight back.

“I’m your dear sister, so if I’m gay, you have to be gay too?” Li Qinyue looked at him, pushing her bowl aside, leaning back in her chair, arms crossed.

Her upturned eyes and furrowed brows made her look both alluring and dangerous.

Zhuo Zhi swallowed and decided not to intervene.

Li Hanyang straightened up, “That’s… my personal freedom.”

“The freedom to change your sexual orientation?!” Li Qinyue slapped the table, “Just for fun?!”

Li Hanyang flinched but didn’t speak.

Zhuo Zhi, seeing his resigned expression, was shocked.

These siblings, their shared trait wasn’t their sexual orientation, but this unusual… recklessness?

Changing their sexual orientation for other reasons, then immediately announcing it to their family, treating something most people feared as a game.

And according to Li Hanyang, he had done it before his sister.

So Li Qinyue, who had shocked the entire rich kid circle of Nanhai City, was just copying her younger brother?

Zhuo Zhi was confused. Li Hanyang started picking at his jeans, looking like he wanted to say something.

Zhuo Zhi paused, then decided to ask a crucial question, “Do you have a boyfriend now?”

“No,” Li Hanyang looked up at her, his eyes pleading, then after a moment, added, “I have a girlfriend…”