The Villain Saves The Male Lead - Chapter 172

After breakfast, Fang laid out a set of new casual clothes for Ren, and waited upon him like a royal attendant while Ren took his bath. Then he helped Ren get dressed with his own hands.

“I feel like a fatuous king,” Ren complained, as Fang buttoned his shirt for him.

“Only half of that statement is correct,” Fang said in a glib voice, stealing a kiss from his beloved birthday boy. “You are not fatuous, but you are my king.”

“Says the prince with the bloodline of two royal families,” Ren countered.

Fang laughed. “Well, with such formidable blood flowing through my veins, am I not in the best position to judge who is fit to be a king?” he asked. “And I have already adjudged that you are a king, my king, the king of my heart – and there’s nothing you can do but to accept it graciously, Ren!”

Ren let out a merry laugh, and the sound felt like the sweetest music to Fang’s ears.

“Do you want to see what I got you for your birthday?” Fang asked eagerly.

And then, without waiting for Ren’s response, Fang took Ren’s hand and led him to the study first, showing him the massage chairs that were part of his birthday gift. Ren allowed himself to be dragged out by his younger fiancé, and his own mood was very good already. This was turning out to be a good day! Fang had not only made him breakfast with his own hands and brought it up for him, but Fang had even gotten him a gift! Ren’s heart was full of sweetness. Last year, he had ignored his own birthday because he had been too worried about Fang’s situation – and this year, Fang had taken the trouble to find out Ren’s birthday and had even prepared a meal and a gift for him, and there was the promised dinner that was also waiting for Ren…

Ren was quite content, overall.

When Ren caught sight of the massage chairs with the decorative confetti and bows on them, he was stunned. He knew that it was difficult to impress Miccan43, the famous designer, and to think that Fang had actually managed to get these massage chairs from Miccan43! Not to mention, these were really expensive!

Now Ren knew better than anyone else that Fang was not short of money, but he also knew better than anyone else that Fang didn’t like to spend money, either. How had Fang shelled out so much money for these massage chairs? And how had he managed to get hold of Miccan43 – and the design even looked different from the standard models – could it be that Fang had even managed to get Miccan43 add some customisation to the massage chairs?

Fang eyed Ren nervously. “What do you think?” he asked, biting his lips nervously. “I know you like the designs by Miccan43 very much, so…”

Ren looked at Fang, his golden eyes shining. “These don’t look like the standard models,” he murmured.

Fang nodded. “I asked for some customised features,” he replied. “I took their blueprints and added the things I wanted in that, and then Miccan43 was kind enough to make the modifications that I had asked for…” he murmured shyly. “I wasn’t sure if all the features I wanted could be made to work with the current design, so I wanted to study the blueprints and then add the things that I wanted which would be especially suitable for you…”

Ren’s eyes widened in shock. “And Miccan43 actually let you modify the designs that much?” he asked in faint voice.

Fang nodded.

“Wow,” Ren whistled, thoroughly impressed. He patted Fang’s face affectionately. “My big darling is such a genius that even the best designer in the world agreed to let him modify their designs!”

Fang frowned. “I didn’t modify the designs for other people, and Miccan43 won’t use these designs for anyone else, either,” he said. “This is only for you.”

Ren smiled. “So no one else in the world has awesome massage chairs like these?” he asked.

Fang nodded, and then he frowned. “How do you know that these are awesome?” he demanded. “You haven’t even tried them yet!”

Ren laughed. “If you were personally involved, how can it not be awesome?” he replied, his golden eyes sparkling with mirth.

Fang pouted. “Don’t tease me,” he warned. “I want you to try out all the new features now!”

And then Fang silently pushed Ren into one of the massage chairs, and fiddled with the controls, showing off the customisations he had asked for in the massage chair.

Ren leaned back in the massage chair and enjoyed himself thoroughly for the next 30 minutes as he listened to Fang’s explanations of the additional features that he had introduced for Ren and how each one of these new features would be of benefit to Ren.

Fang had clearly put a lot of thought and effort into the whole thing, and Ren had to admit that he was very touched. And pleased.

“When did you get the time to put so much work into this?” Ren asked hid younger fiancé.

Fang simply smiled in response.

Ren frowned slightly. “Is this what you were doing under the guise of working on Zephyr’s projects all this time?” he demanded. “This is why you were hiding away in Sirocco’s office?”

Fang laughed and caressed Ren’s face with gentle fingers. “I did work on Zephyr’s projects, too,” he said in a soft voice. “It’s just that there were more important things that were in more need of my immediate attention – like this one.”

Ren raised his eyebrows.

Fang bumped Ren’s forehead with his own. “You don’t think the Zephyr or anything else could possibly take up more of my time and attention than you, do you?” he asked crossly.

Ren opened his mouth to speak, but Fang put a slim finger on Ren’s lips.

“Think carefully before you speak up, my love,” Fang breathed softly, but with an under current of danger in his voice. “Do you think that anything in this world or beyond could be more important to me than the love of my life?” he asked.

Ren stared at the beautiful face of his fiancé in front of him, mesmerised. Fang’s purple eyes seemed to be glowing with an inner fire at the moment, and he looked so charming right now that Ren couldn’t resist his beauty at all.

And with Fang looking at him like this, with so much emotion swimming in his eyes, how could Ren bear to refuse him? Slowly, Ren shook his head.

Fang smiled, making flowers bloom around him – at least, it seemed to Ren that there were flowers blooming around his beautiful fiancé.

“So you admit that you understand that you are the most important for me?” Fang asked, taking Ren’s hand and pressing his lips to the back of his hand once again in a reverent kiss.

Ren could only nod slowly, looking a little dazed.

Fang grinned.

“So, do you like the massage chair?” Fang asked, his eyes glowing with anticipation.

Ren laughed happily. “It is almost as good as you, my big darling,” he said, pulling Fang into a kiss.

Fang was overjoyed. The heady feeling he got when Ren smiled at him like this was rather addictive, he thought to himself, especially when he knew that it was he that put such a beautiful smile on Ren’s face. To get a smile like this from Ren every day for the rest of his life – how nice would that be!

Thinking so, Fang took Ren’s hand again, and whispered in his ear, “Are you ready to see the rest of your birthday gift, my love?”

Ren blinked. “There’s more?” he asked in surprise.

Fang chuckled. “Of course there is,” he said. “Did you think that I was such a cheapskate that I would only get you these massage chairs for the first birthday that I’ve planned for you?” Fang’s tone was teasing, but his purple eyes were serious.

Ren was rather taken aback. “You mentioned earlier that you had made plans for dinner, too…” he murmured.

“Yes, of course,” Fang said. “That’s for dinner. You didn’t think that just the dinner would be my celebration for your birthday, did you?”

Ren, who had thought exactly that, flushed in embarrassment, but he didn’t have the heart to tell Fang the truth.

Fang knew what he was thinking anyway. He brought Ren’s hand to his lips and pressed a reverent kiss to the back of Ren’s hand.

“Just you wait, great Chairman Ren,” he said teasingly. “I am going to make you the happiest man in the world today!”

Ren chuckled. “What makes you think that I’m not already the happiest man in the world?” he challenged softly.

Fang blinked. “Then I’ll make you the happiest man in the universe!” he declared.

Ren burst out laughing, and Fang pouted, but his eyes were shining with joy.