The Villain Saves The Male Lead - Chapter 161

“Pleasure,” Ren said, shaking hands with Prince Uno.

“However,” Prince Uno said, not letting go of Ren’s hand. “How are you going to move forward now that you know that Cousin Fang isn’t a simple orphan who needs to rely on you all the time? Will your messiah complex be able to cope up with it, now that Cousin Fang is going to be richer and more famous and more prestigious than you? Are you going to be able to let him be the superior one in your relationship, Chairman Ren?”

Ren blinked. “Fang has always been the superior one in our relationship,” he said frankly. “It’s just that now the world knows it, instead of just me.”

Prince Uno narrowed his eyes. “Are you certain?” he demanded. “Would your ego be able to take it? You can’t be the sugar daddy to the little orphan boy anymore, can you?”

Before Ren could reply, Fang slipped an arm around Ren’s waist and pulled him into his arms protectively, effectively pulling out Ren’s hand from Prince Uno’s grip.

“You have no right to speak to my Ren like that!” Fang said fiercely to his older cousin.

“It is for your own good that I am asking these questions, little Cousin Fang,” Prince Uno said mildly. “Chairman Ren has been known to be a fierce tyrant for a number of years despite his young age. You, on the other hand, have just become an adult recently. Besides, you have always been at a lower position to him in social as well as financial terms until now. But now, suddenly, you have become Prince Fang, a member of the royal family of two countries. There are very few people who are superior to you in terms of blue blood in this world, and Chairman Ren, rich as he may be, is still a commoner. Nouveau riche have their own shortcomings, and I want to make sure that if the two of you are to continue your relationship, he has to learn to yield to you, and not the other way round.”

“Uno,” the Dragon Queen said in a stern voice. “Mind your own business. Ren is completely devoted to Fang, and there is no need for you to look for trouble where there is none.”

Ren, who was being tightly held by Fang, looked up at Fang’s beautiful face. “Do you have the same worries in your heart, my big darling?” he asked softly. “Prince Uno’s words – is that what you are worried about, too?”

Fang hesitated for a moment, and then shook his head.

But that single moment of hesitation did not go unnoticed by Ren.

Ren sighed. Fang was still feeling insecure, it seemed.

“Let’s discuss this at home later tonight, all right?” Ren suggested gently.

Fang nodded.

“At the risk of offending my mother,” Prince Uno said. “There is a very simple way to dispel Cousin Fang’s worries, Chairman Ren.”

Ren turned to look at Prince Uno curiously.

“You can kiss his shoes right now, in front of all of us, to prove that you are willing to yield to Cousin Fang,” Prince Uno said.

Ren blinked. “That’s all? Sure,” he said, and dropped to his knees immediately, without a single moment of hesitation.

Fang, who was stunned for a moment, came to his senses when he saw that Ren was really bending over to kiss his shoes, and hurriedly grabbed Ren’s shoulders and pulled him up.

“Are you out of your mind? What are you listening to random nonsense for?” Fang scolded Ren. “Why would you bend over to kiss anyone’s shoes like this?!”

Ren blinked slowly. “I wouldn’t do it for anyone else,” he said lightly. “Just for you.”

Prince Uno whistled. “Wow,” he said admiringly. “I am fully convinced now. Chairman Ren really is devoted to Cousin Fang, it seems.”

Fang pulled Ren to himself again. “Don’t ever do that again,” he said.

Ren blinked. “But I have knelt for you before to propose to you,” he murmured. “You didn’t mind it then.”

Fang flushed. “That was different,” he said. “Anyway, don’t listen to other people and do these stupid things again.”

“I don’t mind doing stupid things if it makes you feel better,” Ren said quietly. “There is very little that I wouldn’t do for you, Fang.”

“I know, love,” Fang said helplessly, pressing a kiss to Ren’s forehead. “I know.” He clearly needed to recalibrate the limits of Ren’s indulgence towards himself. Fang could never have imagined that Ren would so easily agree to do something that most people would consider utterly humiliating just to make Fang feel better. If Fang was asked to do the same for Ren in public – would he be able to do it himself, without hesitating for a single moment, exactly as Ren had done? Fang wasn’t very sure of the answer himself…

Pax clapped his hands. “Guys, if we want to reach home before your guests arrive, we need to leave now,” he reminded them.

“Let’s go,” Fang said, pulling Ren with him.

The ride home was quiet enough. Fang was lost in his thoughts, and Ren fell silent, too, after a quick call with Chef Jules where he gave the latter a list of dishes to start preparing for.

The babies were waiting eagerly to greet their two fathers (and they were especially excited because they were able to understand from the phone call made by Ren to Chef Jules that their Daddy would be cooking tonight, and that was always a treat for the little ones). So, when Ren and Fang entered the house, they were immediately attacked by three furballs and a human baby.

Prince Uno, who was with the Dragon Queen, Pax and Wolf, right behind Ren and Fang, gasped in shock when he saw the human form of Sylvia.

“Heavens! She is just like a miniature version of Una! You were right, Mother!” Prince Uno exclaimed.

Sylvia eyed the new people curiously. She had met the Dragon Queen before – all the babies had, during their trip to the Dragon Nation earlier. Prince Uno was a completely new face, though.

“So, this is your daughter, Cousin Fang?” Prince Uno asked, eyes fixed upon Sylvia.

“Mine and Ren’s,” Fang responded firmly, taking Ren’s hand.

Ren chuckled and patted Fang’s hand to reassure him. Then he handed the three furballs to Fang and kissed his cheek.

“I’ll be in the kitchen, you show our guests in and introduce them to our children,” Ren said to Fang.

“All right,” Fang said. “Do you want me to help with anything?”

Ren shook his head with a smile and went off.

Fang introduced Smoke, Shadow, Snow and Sylvia to Prince Uno one by one, and then said to the babies, “This is Prince Uno of the Dragon Kingdom, and he is my cousin. You all can call him Uncle Uno. And you have met the Dragon Queen before, but now you should also know that she is my aunt – she is the younger sister of my late father. So I will call her my aunt, and you can call her…”

“Queen Grandmama!” Smoke said enthusiastically, interrupting Fang.

“Papa, you are a prince?” Shadow asked Fang curiously.

“Papa, if you are a prince, then are we princesses and princes as well?” Snow asked, her eyes glowing excitedly.

The Dragon Queen and Prince Uno were stunned. They were both people with magic – but while the Dragon Queen had met the babies briefly before, she had no idea that the furballs could actually speak!

Fang noticed their reaction and shook his head with a smile. “Our children are really special,” he said. He held out his hand. “Sylvia, come,” he said.

Sylvia immediately understood what Fang wanted her to do. She transformed into her snake form and wrapped herself around Fang’s forearm lazily.

The Dragon Queen and Prince Uno – the two of them were so shocked that their mouths dropped open.

Fang stroked Sylvia’s smooth scales affectionately and then instructed her to turn back into her human form, which she did reluctantly.

“Wow,” Prince Uno said, his eyes shining with admiration. “Cousin Fang, your children are truly amazing,” he murmured.

“Thanks,” Fang replied cheerfully.

The Dragon Queen eyed Sylvia curiously. “Fang, tell me, is Sylvia a magical familiar? Your magical familiar?” she asked in a soft voice.

Fang shook his head. “Ren’s,” he said. “She was Ren’s magical familiar before, but then we decided that that it’s better for all of us if she became our daughter instead.”

“But she looks just like you,” Prince Uno said. “Why is that? If she was Ren’s magical familiar, she should take after him, should she not?”

Fang didn’t know how to respond to that.

“Because Papa is prettier than Daddy, of course,” Snow spoke up lazily, as if speaking to someone who was particularly slow in the head.. “Big Sister Sylvia and I will look like Papa, and our brothers will look like Daddy, as we have already decided earlier.”