Chapter 34 - The Supporting Villain Is Raising a Cub Online

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Qingqing, I'm Quite Impressive.

 

 

The poor operator seemed startled by Tan Qing's prolonged sobbing, taking a long moment to find their voice again before calmly asking, "Alright, can you please tell me your exact location, the situation around you, and your name? We'll dispatch officers immediately."

 

Tan Qing nodded enthusiastically, quickly responding, "I'm just outside the film studio in the outskirts of J City, underground…"

 

A hand reached down and picked up the gun from the ground.

 

With a flick of the wrist, it disappeared into a coat.

 

Tan Qing's words trailed off abruptly, and the operator had to prompt him again, "Hello? Underground where?"

 

Yan Jianbai, standing not far away, glanced over with a half-smile.

 

Tan Qing pouted, then into the phone, he said cheerfully, "Sorry! I just checked again—it's actually a toy gun. Sorry to bother you."

 

Operator: "…"

 

The operator, clearly frustrated, curtly bid farewell and hung up.

 

Tan Qing, having failed to play the hero, felt a little wronged. He stashed his phone back in his pocket and let out another satisfied belch.

 

Yan Jianbai, wearing a childlike expression of amusement, asked, "So, how was it? Tasty?"

 

Tan Qing licked his lips, honestly replying, "Just so-so."

 

Yan Jianbai's smile deepened. "He only recently learned how to take human form, so it's understandable it wasn't to your taste."

 

So good at talking, huh?

 

Only now did Tan Qing give him a serious look, curiosity piqued. "He was the driver who was always with you, right?"

 

Yan Jianbai smirked. "Yes. To be remembered by the great ancestor of the fox clan before he died—at least he died with some honor."

 

Tan Qing ignored him, rubbing his stomach. "You guys sure take a long time to digest humans. He's been digesting him for days, and he's still not done. Your snake digestive systems are really inefficient."

 

Yan Jianbai: "…"

 

After a pause, Yan Jianbai played along with Tan Qing's complaint. "You're right. I'll make sure they start training more—slither an extra five kilometers every day."

 

Tan Qing: "…"

 

Sure, fine.

 

More slithering might make the meat more tender.

 

Feeling drowsy after eating, Tan Qing was just about to bid Yan Jianbai farewell when the man's phone rang.

 

Yan Jianbai, showing no sign of wanting privacy, answered the call right away.

 

It was Ran Anluo on the other end.

 

The voice of the man, who was in his twenties, was soft and coy, with an indescribable sweetness. "Jianbai, your driver just said he'd wait for me downstairs, but now that I've come down, he's gone. Where did he go?"

 

Yan Jianbai glanced at Tan Qing.

 

Tan Qing: "…"

 

Smiling playfully, Yan Jianbai replied with a hint of ambiguity, "Something came up with him, so I've come to pick you up myself. Aren't you happy?"

 

Ran Anluo, delighted, said, "Really? Where are you?"

 

Yan Jianbai responded, "In the underground parking lot. I'm waiting for you, darling."

 

Tan Qing: "…"

 

From Tan Qing's angle, he could see Yan Jianbai's sharp little fangs peeking out as he smiled.

 

The call ended.

 

Yan Jianbai shook his phone in his hand and raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you curious why I suddenly showed up here?"

 

Tan Qing, who was now too full to think, replied straightforwardly, "What's there to be curious about? You're here to pick up your darling."

 

"Him?"

 

Yan Jianbai's tone held obvious disdain as he turned back to Tan Qing and said softly, "Wrong. I only came to see my Oriental beauty."

 

Tan Qing: "…"

 

Luckily, Tan Qing was thick-skinned. Hearing this, he nodded in satisfaction and praised, "Thanks for the compliment. You're much better at talking than your driver."

 

Yan Jianbai asked, "Really?"

 

Tan Qing, graciously, responded, "Yep."

 

Yan Jianbai smiled. "Then, would you consider dumping He Mingyu and being with me?"

 

Tan Qing thought about it seriously for a moment.

 

He quickly compared the pros and cons of He Mingyu and Yan Jianbai.

 

Then, with a sigh, he shook his head. "No, no, it won't work. I don't like reptiles. You're cold and slimy, and that's the real deal-breaker."

 

Yan Jianbai: "…"

 

Before Yan Jianbai could reply, Tan Qing pointed toward the elevator doors in the parking lot. "Look, your darling's here."

 

Yan Jianbai: "…"

 

Following Tan Qing's gaze, Yan Jianbai saw Ran Anluo emerging from the elevator, apparently searching for him.

 

A bit disappointed, Yan Jianbai spread his hands. "Well, it seems today's not my lucky day."

 

He stood up straight from where he had been leaning against the car, walked past Tan Qing, and said, "My beauty, we'll meet again another day."

 

"Bye-bye."

 

Tan Qing waved dismissively, showing no emotion. He watched Yan Jianbai take a few steps forward before suddenly calling out, "Hey."

 

Yan Jianbai stopped, turning back with his fangs showing in a playful grin. "Beauty, is there something else I can do for you?"

 

Tan Qing thought for a moment, then decided to do a good deed, seeing as he was in a good mood after his meal.

 

He tilted his head slightly and said, "Look, you've cultivated for so many years, so I'll give you a piece of advice: be a good demon in this socialist society, and don't go around killing people."

 

He paused briefly and added with a cheeky smile, "Getting blood on your hands, you know, one day, you'll get struck by lightning for that."

 

Yan Jianbai seemed taken aback by Tan Qing's words, stunned for a few seconds before curving his lips into a playful smile. "Sure, if my beauty agrees to mate with me, I'll let Ran Anluo live. What do you say?"

 

Tan Qing: "..."

 

Perhaps Yan Jianbai noticed that Tan Qing's rejection earlier hadn't been firm enough, because he took two steps back, returning to Tan Qing's side.

 

With the empty, cold parking garage amplifying his voice, Yan Jianbai leaned in closer, his tone becoming more seductive. "Qingqing, you should know by now... I'm quite impressive. After all, snakes have two—..."

 

Tan Qing smacked his lips together.

 

He had heard that before, but never seen it.

 

Actually, he was a bit... curious.

 

Unable to resist, Tan Qing glanced down between Yan Jianbai's legs, but unfortunately, he couldn't make out anything.

 

Noticing where Tan Qing's gaze landed, Yan Jianbai leaned even closer, bringing his cool tongue out to lightly flick against Tan Qing's small, sensitive earlobe, a quick yet lingering touch.

 

Instantly.

 

Tan Qing shivered from the cold, hopping back two steps. "Wow, are you out of your mind?!"

 

Yan Jianbai burst out laughing, that usually innocent babyface of his now showing a trace of wildness. "Tan Qing, you're a demon. Can He Mingyu really satisfy you?"

 

He moved swiftly toward Tan Qing again, leaning in, his voice dropping to a low murmur. "Is he long enough? Can he fill you completely?"

 

Oh.

 

Tan Qing gave it some thought and realized that Yan Jianbai was making a good point. So, he replied, "Sweetheart, your 'precious darling' has already transported itself here. It's waiting just ten meters behind us for you to sign for delivery."

 

Yan Jianbai: "..."

 

Yan Jianbai had no choice but to stand up straight and turn around.

 

Sure enough.

 

Ran Anluo was standing nearby, looking completely shocked, his whole body trembling as his voice quavered, "You... you two..."

 

Tan Qing, feeling like he was about to get caught up in a drama, quickly waved his hands. "No, no, nothing happened! We didn't even have time to do anything!"

 

Hearing this, Ran Anluo's expression became even more tragic. He looked at Yan Jianbai, his voice breaking as he said, "Jianbai, you..."

 

Yan Jianbai picked up right where Tan Qing left off, smiling as he said, "That's right, darling. We didn't get to do anything. Don't be sad."

 

Tan Qing: "..."

 

As Tan Qing stood there, curious about whether Ran Anluo was going to slap Yan Jianbai, he was surprised to see Ran Anluo's face suddenly change. Instead of anger, he forced out a smile.

 

Then.

 

Ran Anluo took a step forward, turning to Yan Jianbai with a soft, sweet voice. "Jianbai, you've misunderstood. Qingqing is a good friend of mine, so of course, I know nothing would happen between you two."

 

As he said this, Ran Anluo shot a concerned look at Tan Qing. "It's just that there are a lot of people here in the underground parking lot, and after everything that happened with Mr. He recently, I'm worried that if reporters see this, it wouldn't be good for him."

 

Tan Qing: "..."

 

Tan Qing had never encountered such shamelessness before and was momentarily stunned into silence.

 

Yan Jianbai, clearly more resilient to these games, patted Ran Anluo's shoulder, even playing along with him. "I know, my sweet Anluo, you're always so thoughtful. Let's not worry about him anymore. How about we go grab something to eat?"

 

Ran Anluo shyly lowered his gaze, but after a moment, he looked back up, seemingly reluctant. "But what about Qingqing..."

 

Tan Qing shuddered at the goosebumps rising all over his skin and waved them off. "You two go on, please, just get out of here!"

 

Ran Anluo: "..."

 

At long last, the two of them left together.

 

Finally, Tan Qing's ears found some peace.

 

He checked the time and realized it was the perfect hour for enjoying some nightlife, so he decided to find Ji Yanxiu for some gaming.

 

And maybe even some other fun.

 

Rubbing his belly, Tan Qing headed for the elevator. But for some reason—maybe because he hadn't hunted any wild game in a while, or maybe because he'd eaten too much—his stomach was feeling a bit off.

 

By the time he reached Ji Yanxiu's room, a thin layer of sweat had already formed on his forehead from the pain.

 

However.

 

When it came to choosing between gaming and resting, Tan Qing unhesitatingly chose gaming.

 

Taking a deep breath, he knocked on Ji Yanxiu's door. "I'm here!"

 

Ji Yanxiu, fresh out of the shower with steam still rising from his skin, opened the door in a deep blue robe, looking surprised. "This late? I thought you weren't coming."

 

Tan Qing, drained and lacking energy, shuffled into the room. He pulled out his phone and handed it to Ji Yanxiu with a pitiful look. "Download the game for me."

 

Ji Yanxiu sighed and took the phone, unable to resist ruffling Tan Qing's hair. "Alright, alright. I'll get it for you now."

 

Tan Qing slumped onto the sofa, resembling an old landlord overseeing laborers, occasionally urging, "Why isn't it done yet?"

 

Ji Yanxiu glanced at the progress bar. "Almost there. Are you feeling unwell? You look really pale."

 

Tan Qing groaned in pain, rolling around on the sofa. "Overnight stay in the film emperor's luxurious bed, but the truth behind it is..."

 

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

 

Reaching over, Ji Yanxiu pressed his hand to Tan Qing's forehead and frowned. "Tan Qing, why are you sweating so much?"

 

Tan Qing blinked at him, curling up into a small ball like a kitten, his voice pitiful. "Ji Yanxiu, my tummy hurts... I'm gonna faint…"

 

Before he could finish speaking, he collapsed next to Ji Yanxiu, unmoving.

 

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

 

He hesitated briefly, then let his hand slide down to Tan Qing's cold hands.

 

His palms were freezing.

 

Panic flashed in Ji Yanxiu's eyes, and just then, the curled-up Tan Qing whimpered again, scaring Ji Yanxiu into scooping him up from the sofa. He immediately called his agent and assistant, rushing Tan Qing to the hospital.

 

Since it was Ji Yanxiu himself who made the call, the on-duty doctor hesitated before notifying the head of the department, who then called the deputy director. After a quick discussion, the deputy director dialed the hospital director.

 

So.

 

By the time Tan Qing, curled in Ji Yanxiu's arms, arrived at the hospital and was carried out of the car, the fox spirit was so terrified by the sight of a whole line of doctors in white coats that his fur almost stood on end.

 

Terrified, Tan Qing clung to Ji Yanxiu's clothes and refused to let go. "Just give me two digestive tablets, and I'll be fine right away!"

 

Ji Yanxiu, still spooked by Tan Qing's earlier pale face, coaxed, "These are all top gastrointestinal specialists. Let them take a look at you, and the pain will be gone soon, okay?"

 

Tan Qing, tail tucked in, shook his head frantically. "No, no, no!"

 

Ji Yanxiu: "..."

 

Unable to win against Tan Qing's protests, Ji Yanxiu glanced at the row of doctors. "Thank you for coming so late. Tonight counts as overtime, please rest in the lounge for now."

 

The doctors, having seen many ambiguous male companions over the years, exchanged knowing glances.

 

The head of the department caught the signal from the hospital director and quickly reassured Ji Yanxiu. "Don't worry, Mr. Tan seems to have just eaten something bad. We'll run some basic tests, and if everything's fine, a bit of medicine will help."

 

However, after reviewing the test results, the department head hesitated. "Mr. Ji, Mr. Tan isn't in serious danger, but we did find that he's suffering from significant malnutrition. That's why the stomach issue hit him so hard this time."

 

"Malnutrition?"

 

Ji Yanxiu instinctively hugged Tan Qing closer.

 

He was so light, with barely any weight to him.

 

It wasn't unusual for celebrities and actors to watch their diets to maintain their figures, but it was rare for someone to starve themselves to the point of malnutrition.

 

Ji Yanxiu couldn't help but recall the time when Tan Qing's career took a nosedive after the scandal with He Mingyu, leaving him nearly bankrupt.

 

Had he been so poor that he couldn't even afford to eat?

 

Seeing Ji Yanxiu's expression darken, the department head quickly added, "Don't worry, even though the malnutrition is severe, Mr. Tan is still young. It hasn't caused any lasting damage, and with proper care, he'll recover just fine."

 

Ji Yanxiu nodded. "Alright. What should we do now?"

 

The department head replied, "The gastrointestinal specialists recommend an IV drip for three days."

 

Tan Qing, still clinging to Ji Yanxiu, weakly protested, "No IV drips…"

 

But Ji Yanxiu, holding him tightly, headed toward the private ward, gently nodding to the department head. "Understood. Please send over a steady-handed nurse."

 

Tan Qing: "..."

 

Having fussed and whined the entire day, Tan Qing eventually let out a loud groan as the needle went in. Finally, he curled up pitifully at the edge of the bed and fell asleep.

 

Ji Yanxiu tucked him in and stood up to leave, intending to tidy himself up.

 

But as soon as he opened the door to the ward, he found He Mingyu standing there.

 

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