The Villain Saves The Male Lead

Fang was actually more excited about the trip than Ren, in the end. He carefully read up on the food, culture, sightseeing spots of Ray Country and even learnt some phrases of the local language.

Looking at Fang's meticulous notes and plans (which naturally included his driving school time and training time with Wolf), Ren was very satisfied. Fang's eyes glowed with happiness as he went through the diligently prepared itinerary with Ren.

"Excellent," Ren told him and hugged him gently. "Next time, I'll let you do all the planning. You're so good at this."

Fang's resulting smile could rival the sun.

"In fact, since this is the first time we're travelling together...why don't you make an album of sorts for us? That way, we can go through the memories of our younger days when we're old and too rickety to climb mountains or jump into the ocean," Ren suggested.

Fang was touched. He nodded shyly.

"Let's get you a decent camera first," Ren said happily. "Do you have any idea which model you want?"

Fang shook his head. "We don't need a new camera!" he said quickly. "Your old camera will work just fine."

Ren frowned. "Will it?"

Fang nodded. It was a top-of-the-line camera with a full set of accessories released three years ago. How could it not work well? It had cost a fortune! Even professional photographers would love to lay their hands on such a camera!

Ren was assured. "I heard that you picked up quite a few photography skills when you were working on the advertisements?" he teased.

"Just a little," Fang replied modestly.

"My dear Fang, understating your skills and achievements is as bad as overstating them," Ren lectured. "Now, I know that there are stupid social etiquette about all this modesty nonsense, but with me, at least, I hope you'll be honest. You're a treasure - moreover, you're my treasure, so you shouldn't hide your sparkle from me, yes?"

Fang giggled helplessly. "Yes, Boss," he said finally.

Ren ruffled the boy's hair affectionately. "If you're naughty, I'll make you do my packing too - as punishment!" he threatened.

Fang stared at him. "You'll let me do your packing? Even clothes? I can choose what you'll wear?" he asked, disbelief written all over his face.

Ren raised an eyebrow. "Oh? What's this? Our little Fang wants to doll me up?"

Fang's eye glowed. "Can I?" he asked, the longing echoing deeply in his voice.

"Of course you can," Ren said immediate. "Be my guest! I find it rather tiresome anyway. You can be the master of my wardrobe for the rest of my life, if you want!"

Fang was in a daze. "Really?"

Ren pinched his cheeks playfully. "Only if you want to, of course. I don't want Steward Paul or Dr. Gordon or Wolf or Pax suing me for child labour!"

"I want to!" Fang insisted.

"All yours, then," Ren said. "And if I end up in a high level meeting in my underwear, I'll publicly announce that my boyfriend dresses me up like this, so you won't be able to abandon me!"

Fang huffed. "I'll dress you up so well that everyone will be gobsmacked, just you wait! You'll be the most handsome man in the world!"

Ren shook his head. "Second most," he corrected.

Fang frowned. "Who's the first?"

Ren laughed. "You, my dear Fang. Who else could it ever be?"

"You're better looking," Fang said loyally.

Ren chuckled and rubbed Fang's hair affectionately. "Well, you sure know how to flatter this old man," he teased.

Fang gave him a serious look. "I'm not flattering you," he declared. "I'm simply stating the truth as I see it."

Warmth pooled in Ren's golden eyes. "Oh, my little darling, why don't we start right away, then? We're supposed to meet the Blue Wolves for dinner tonight at an upscale restaurant. Casual event. What do you say? Up for the challenge?"

Fang nodded eagerly. He spent over an hour looking through Ren's wardrobe before finally picking out some clothes and accessories. He even styled Ren's hair.

Ren stared at his reflection in the mirror in shock. It was still him...but how did he look so different, suddenly? It was just a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and a casual jacket with a thin scarf around his neck... nothing was new; it was all stuff he'd worn before! So, how on earth did he end looking so utterly cool? He could barely recognise himself. What magic powers did young Fang wield?

Fang looked rather smug as he observed Ren's reaction carefully. He had been a little worried that Ren might think this was too casual, but he decided to go with his gut feeling anyway. And now Ren looked so good that he could not bear to take his eyes off his boyfriend.

Fang frowned. Had he made Ren a little too attractive...? Wasn't that like shooting his own foot? Ad it is, Ren was really attractive (and rich), so there were always too many people eyeing him covetously. Now that he looked even more attractive and approachable, wouldn't there be even more of those pests flying around him?!

His dark thoughts were arrested by a gentle tug on his arm.

"Why are you standing here in a daze instead of getting ready?" Ren demanded. "Wolf and his gang of rogues will drink me into bankruptcy if we get there too late!"

Fang blinked. "I'm going too?" he asked faintly. Fang could never have imagined that Ren would actually ask him to go with him for something like this! Although it would be a lie if he said that he didn't hope for Ren to take him along with him...

Ren stared at him as if he was being particularly stupid. "Of course you're going. Don't go all shy on me right now! I want to show off my amazing boyfriend to those morons!"

Fang's face turned red with equal parts of embarrassment and happiness.