Help! My hunky roommate is begging me to touch his abs!

Zhao Yuheng held Jin Bao'er tightly, with such force that it seemed he wanted to embed her into his very bones.

Her hoarse voice betrayed barely concealed panic: "I won't go, you're not allowed to go! What will I do if you leave?"

Jin Bao'er's nose tingled, and her eyes reddened again, but she still hardened her heart and pushed him away:

"You won't let me invest, you won't let me share the hardships with you, what's the point of keeping me around? To be your kept woman? I don't want that!"

"Not a canary!"

Zhao Yuheng lowered his head in haste, his forehead pressed against Jin Bao'er's, his warm breath brushing against her face.

"You're the apple of my eye. I'm worried about the risks of expansion. You put that money into it word by word; it's your last line of defense. I can't gamble with it!"

"I'll share the risks with you!" Jin Bao'er grabbed his collar, her fingertips trembling. "My confidence isn't based on money, it's based on you, Zhao Yuheng!"

Why did you have to be nice to me before?

"Why can't I help you now? You'd rather beg outsiders and face their coldness than accept my help. How am I supposed to feel?"

These words were like a needle, piercing Zhao Yuheng's heart.

He looked at Jin Bao'er's tearful yet resolute expression, and remembered how the silly girl had begged him last night.

This morning we had a cold war and I didn't eat breakfast, but this afternoon I was busy packing my bags but didn't actually leave.

She teased him the whole time, but also felt sorry for him the whole time.

The stubbornness in my heart crumbled instantly.

Zhao Yuheng raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears on his face with his fingertips, a gesture that was unusually gentle.

His Adam's apple bobbed repeatedly before he finally gave in, his voice filled with helplessness and doting affection: "My little one, I must have owed you something in my past life."

Jin Bao'er was stunned. Before she could react, she saw the man lower his head.

She planted a light kiss on his lips, her tone both solemn and resigned: "I promise you, I'll invest."

Jin Bao'er's eyes suddenly lit up. Tears still clung to her face, but she instantly burst into laughter, both angry and delighted: "Are you serious? You're not lying to me?"

"Really, I'm not lying to you." Zhao Yuheng pinched his flushed cheeks and sighed helplessly.

"But we agreed that it would be considered as your investment. Once the company makes a profit, we will return the principal and interest to you, making you the largest shareholder, and you will be listed as the legal representative of the company."

"Who wants you to pay me back!"

"What's mine is mine, and what's yours is still mine!"

Zhao Yuheng smiled helplessly.

Jin Bao'er immediately threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, and her voice returned to its original soft and sweet tone.

Zhao Yuheng tightened his arms and held the person tightly in his embrace.

Her chin rested on the top of his head, her heart filled with a bittersweet feeling.

He wanted to protect him for a lifetime of peace, but he almost forgot that the best peace is always when two people stand side by side.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, little one."

Jin Bao'er smiled, her eyes crinkling, and then she remembered the cold war that had happened earlier that day.

She reached out and pinched his waist, scolding, "You should have just agreed earlier! You made me angry all day, and I didn't even eat properly!"

"Yes, yes, it's my husband's fault."

Zhao Yuheng quickly begged for mercy and then picked him up and carried him to the bedroom.

His tone took on a slightly ambiguous tone, "To make up for it, I'll make you your favorite braised pork trotters tonight. And... shouldn't you keep your promise from the other day?"

Jin Bao'er blushed and patted his shoulder: "Zhao Yuheng! You're being indecent again!"

The man chuckled softly, his steps light and quick.

The gloom of the cold war in the room was completely transformed into warmth and affection.

……

The next morning, Zhao Yuheng deliberately put aside his company affairs and took Jin Bao'er to the cooperating law firm to sign the shareholding agreement.

Upon entering the office area of ​​Zhao Family Transportation Group (the contract was signed in the company's conference room nearby).

Then, a heated argument was heard coming from the direction of the break room. Several employees had gathered around, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

As the two approached, they saw Zhang Qiang, a technician from the company, pointing at Lin Yu from the logistics department and cursing him with red eyes and a very aggressive tone:

"I've already told you I don't like you, stop bothering me! You homosexuals are all the same, how disgusting!"

The room fell silent as soon as he said that.

Lin Yuhong's face turned pale as she clutched the hem of her clothes, protesting, "I just brought you breakfast, I didn't bother you. You can't generalize and condemn everyone!"

Zhang Qiang became even more aggressive: "Bringing me breakfast isn't harassment? Homosexuality is abnormal in itself, it's disgusting to even look at!"

These words were like a thorn, making Jin Bao'er's heart tighten, and she subconsciously grabbed Zhao Yuheng's hand.

He had heard this kind of talk too many times before and was used to enduring it.

But at that moment, she felt the sudden tightening of the man's palm at her fingertips.

The next second, Zhao Yuheng stepped forward and stood in the middle with his tall figure, instantly dominating the entire scene.

He first glanced at the flustered Lin Yuhong, then looked at Zhang Qiang, his tone icy cold:

"Mr. Zhang, the company rules prohibit harassment among colleagues, and even more so, verbally abusing others. Aren't you aware of that?"

Upon seeing that it was his boss, Zhang Qiang panicked, but still stubbornly insisted, "Mr. Zhao, he harassed me first..."

"Shut up."

Zhao Yuheng interrupted him, his voice sharp and stern, "He's harassing you. You can report it to the personnel department for handling."

"And I am gay, so you're insulting me?"

Zhao Yuheng stared coldly at him, and seeing that he shrank back and dared not speak, he continued:

"By criticizing the homosexual community, you appear to have very poor character."

Zhao Yuheng's gaze was sharp, and his words were firm and resolute.

"Preferences are never right or wrong. Homosexuality is not a stain, much less the disgusting thing you're talking about."

"You can criticize him for harassing his colleagues, but you should never generalize and humiliate the entire group."

"From now on, if anyone dares to say another word against homosexuals at the company, they'll be fired immediately."

Zhang Qiang's face turned deathly pale, and he trembled, unable to speak.

Zhao Yuheng turned to look at Lin Yu, his tone no longer gentle: "You know he doesn't have those feelings for you, yet you keep getting close to him and showing affection. Can't you have some self-respect?"

Seeing Lin Yu keep his head down and remain silent, Zhao Yuheng continued:

"Be more discerning in the future, and don't waste your time on people who aren't worth it."

Lin Yu's lips moved, but in the end he lowered his head and slunk away.

The onlookers fell silent, none of them daring to say a word.

Zhang Qiang remained standing there, a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and dared not utter another word.

Zhao Yuheng glanced at him, his tone still cold and hard: "Go back and write a self-criticism, submit it to the personnel department, and if there's a next time, you'll both be fired."

Zhang Qiang nodded hurriedly and walked away as if he had been granted a pardon.

The surroundings fell completely silent. Zhao Yuheng turned around and quickly walked to Jin Bao'er's side.

Her previous cold and stern aura vanished instantly. She reached out and rubbed his slightly tense shoulder, asking in a low voice, "Were you frightened?"

Jin Bao'er shook her head and looked up at him.

Her eyes were bright and glistening, still carrying a trace of lingering emotion.

He held Zhao Yuheng's hand tightly, a warm feeling welling up inside him.

The image of him yelling at that bespectacled boy still lingers in my mind.

His insults against homosexuals, in particular, remain a thorn in his side.

Now her husband seems to realize that what he did was wrong and is speaking out for the LGBTQ+ community.

It turns out that her husband is also gradually getting better.

He's no longer that tough guy who only knows how to use brute force to protect his own.

They understand respect and responsibility better, and will stand up for this group that is not often understood by the world.

When Zhao Yuheng saw him staring at him in a daze, he thought that Zhang Qiang's words had hurt him.

She quickly leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Don't be afraid, I'm here. No one will dare to say a word of gossip to your face, and certainly not at the company."

Jin Bao'er felt a warmth in her heart, tiptoed, and gently touched his cheek.

Her eyes crinkled into a soft smile: "I wasn't scared, I just thought my husband was so handsome just now."

Zhao Yuheng's Adam's apple bobbed, and he reached out to put his arm around his waist.

A doting smile spread across her eyes, her tone carrying a hint of roguishness: "That's right, don't you know whose husband he is?"

He glanced at the time and said, "Let's go sign the contract. After that, our Bao'er will be the major shareholder of Zhao Family Transportation Group."

Jin Bao'er nodded obediently, letting him lead her towards the conference room.

The warmth from my palm spread all the way to my heart, sweet, comforting, and reassuring.