Comrade: Almost a Cat-astrophic Love Story-Chapter 194 - This Is for Nourishing the Body

Chapter 194: This Is for Nourishing the Body

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

The picture posted by Fu Sichen and the declaration was obviously an attempt at coming out.

The rich housewife fans of both men lamented over it all day, heartbroken. The champion manager Wang Youquan felt that it was time he came to the rescue.

He got in contact with the filming crew and released the news of Pei Zhen and Fu Sichen co-starring in the gay-themed movie, and immediately the move pacified a great number of people.

It naturally got people thinking that it was a publicity strategy for the new film, and once people fixated on that idea, it stuck.

However, when Fu Sichen found out what Wang Youquan had done, he almost ripped Wang Youquan’s head off!

“You can forget about this month’s bonus.”

In the space of a telephone call, Best Actor Fu totally crushed Wang Youquan’s heart, and the latter almost burst into tears.

“I… I… I just have Pei Zhen’s interest at heart!”

“Sichen, think about it. If Pei Zhen’s parents found out that their son was gay, they’d be devastated.”

“I’m just meticulous. Your Highness, honest advice is always unpleasant to the ears—please do re-consider carefully.”

The Tyrant Fu didn’t wish to re-consider; all he cared about was that he let a chance slip to tell the world that ‘Pei Pei was his’.

Once the script was nailed down, they made arrangements for the filming start date. However, prior to filming, Pei Zhen and Fu Sichen returned to their hometown once more.

They lived only a door away from each other. Seizing the opportunity that there was no one else along the corridor, they were intimate for a while.

“I’m going home.” Pei Zhen finally let Fu Sichen go after the lovey-dovey session. “We’ll be caught if we hang around any longer.”

“Come over to my place to sleep tonight.” Not wanting to let go, Fu Sichen held on to Pei Zhen’s hand, his voice still hoarse. “My parents won’t be home tonight.”

Pei Zhen paused.

He gave Fu Sichen a dirty look. “This is insanity.”

How could they be so stuck-together?

It wasn’t as if they hadn’t seen each other in ages.

The two held hands and looked at each other for another long while until footsteps from inside the house approached. Then, in a flash, they stood apart.

Pei Zhen’s mother opened the front door.

A bright smile spread across her face when she saw the two boys. Pulling Pei Zhen along, she invited Fu Sichen into the house. “Sichen, have you had any food? We’ve made dinner.”

“No need.” Fu Sichen smiled gently. “Thank you, Aunty, but I’ve eaten.”

After an exchange of greetings, they went back to their respective homes.

That time it was Pei Zhen’s father who cooked.

It wasn’t the tastiest, but at least it tasted normal.

The spread included pig’s kidneys, oysters, and even bull’s penis. Pei Zhen was taken aback and looked at his parents speechlessly.

“Dad, you…” His father was the only reason he could think of. “You’re having trouble…?”

“Rubbish.” Pei Zhen’s father almost slapped the boy. “You scoundrel, how rude is that. This is all for… arghhhh.”

Before he could say the word ‘you’, Pei Zhen’s mother pinched him on his arm, almost making him yell in pain. Then, he forgot what he was about to say.

“This… this is for the nourishing the body.” Pei Zhen’s mother smiled. “Pei Pei, filming is hard work. Look at you; you’re so skinny.”

“B-but I don’t need this sort of nourishing.”

Furthermore, there were chives, liver, and all that. All the foods had aphrodisiac effects.

Although Pei Zhen led a pampered life and never had to cook for himself, he didn’t lack general knowledge. He wanted to avoid such toxic foods, but his father insisted that he should eat them.

“Eat up! Look at how small you are. If you don’t nourish your body, how will you fend for yourself? Surely my son should not be the bottom party!”

“What?!” Exclaimed Pei Zhen.

The spoon fell onto the floor with a thud. Seriously, he had a hunch that his parents must have suspected something.