The Villain Saves The Male Lead

The next morning, Ren checked them out of the hotel.

"We're going back so soon?" Fang asked. "Aren't we supposed to be here till tomorrow?"

Ren smiled enigmatically. "We're not going home today; we're just shifting to another place."

"Why?" Fang asked curiously. "The hotel was nice, and it had good views of the mountainside."

Ren simply smiled as they were driven to a large mountain villa. It was really pretty and offered fantastic views all around. There was even a small natural hot spring in the backyard!

"How do you like it?" Ren asked Fang.

Fang looked at Ren in shock. "You booked us an entire villa for us?!"

Ren shook his head.

Fang was relieved, but his relief was quite short-lived.

"I bought it," Ren continued smoothly. "We can come here anytime you want!"

He looked quite smug and his expression said that he was waiting for Fang to praise him.

Fang stared at his boyfriend. "Why on earth did you suddenly want to buy a mountain villa here?"

Ren pouted. "Didn't you say that you liked Dragon Nation and that we should come here for a holiday again?"

Fang was speechless. "So, if I said I liked the airplane we flew in, would you go and buy it for me?"

Ren shook his head. "I'm not that much of a spendthrift. I'd send you to flying school first, and if you enjoyed flying a craft yourself, I'd naturally buy you one," Ren said reasonably.

Fang resisted the urge to bury his head in his hands and pretend he didn't know this ridiculous guy next to him.

Ren got a little nervous. "Fang...you don't like it...?"

"It's gorgeous," Fang said flatly. "But you're too whimsical, Ren. There was no need to buy a villa for us!"

Ren wilted. "Sorry," he mumbled. "I won't buy anything without consulting you in the future. I'll give this villa to Pax or Wolf."

Fang sighed. "That's not what I meant," he said softly.

"Then please tell me what you mean, by all means," Ren said coldly. "Because, clearly, I'm too stupid to understand what makes my boyfriend happy."

Fang suddenly felt anxious. He had seen Ren lose his temper before, but it had never been directed at himself. Ren always seemed to have infinite reserves of patience and understanding when dealing with Fang...and this was the first time Ren had spoken to him so coldly.

"It's just...a little too much," Fang said nervously. "I'd be happy if you bought me just a fridge magnet, you know? Because it's the thought that you want to give me something that matters most to me, not the value of the gift."

"But aren't you saying contradictory words, my dear?" Ren mocked, his voice dripping ice. "You say the value doesn't matter...then why are you looking at the value of this villa and condemning me for it?"

"That's not what I..." Fang began.

Ren held up a hand to stop him. "If I was a regular college student like most people my age, I would indeed buy you fridge magnets and chocolates and things that I could afford. It's the same now. I love you, so I will give you the best of what I can afford. If I have ten bucks, I'll buy you things worth ten bucks. If I have a billion, I'll buy you things worth a billion. I don't understand why you want me to buy you things worth ten bucks when I have a billion."

Fang hung his head, feeling both ashamed and frustrated. Ren's argument was sweet and made him feel warm, but he also knew that he wasn't wrong in saying that Ren was too whimsical.

"I'm just afraid that you'll pamper me too much, and then I'll become an insufferable fool and you'll throw me out," Fang said quietly.

"What nonsense," Ren snapped irritably. "You're the smartest and the most grounded person I know, you'll never be a fool." He looked at Fang's bowed head and felt his chest hurt. "Tell me this, Fang...if I don't pamper my own boyfriend...who am I supposed to pamper?"

Then he turned around and left before Fang could respond.

Ren knew he was acting childishly, but he couldn't help it. He wanted Fang to have everything, he wanted ti fulfill even the slightest desire of his heart. It made him happy and proud when he saw Fang's eyes light up with joy whenever he received a gift.

Ren sulked for an hour, hoping Fang would come over to coax him. When Fang didn't appear, Ren was worried and went looking for the younger man.

Fang stood like a statue exactly where Ren had left him an hour ago, his head still bowed and his dark hair obscuring his face.

Ren rushed over to him and pulled him into a hug. "I'm sorry," Ren said. "I was behaving childishly. I'm done sulking now and I came to apologise. I'm sorry, Fang... forgive me, please?"

Fang didn't respond, so Ren lowered his head and peered at him.

Fang's face was full of tears and it gave Ren a fright. He was terrified when Fang cried.

"Fang? Fang! Darling, dearest - don't cry, Fang! Just tell me what you want me to do and I'll do it, but please don't cry!" Ren pleaded anxiously.

Fang shook his head and buried his face in Ren's shoulder. "I'm sorry too," he said hoarsely. "But the next time we argue, don't run away and leave me alone like that. I thought...I thought you'd abandoned me..."

"If you thought I'd abandoned you, why didn't you drag me back and teach me a lesson?" Ren demanded. "As my boyfriend, isn't that what you're supposed to do?"

Fang choked, caught between a sob and a chuckle. "How would I dare to teach the great CEO Ren a lesson?" he mumbled.

"CEO Ren is for other people," Ren said firmly. "For you, there's only your silly boyfriend Ren, who loves you a little too much and has no previous romantic experience, so please put up with his bungling, ok?"

Fang giggled and kissed Ren's cheek.