After he finished speaking, Rong Shi heard a pleasant-sounding, cold snort—

“I don’t know much? And you’re the one to teach me?”

Rong Shi frowned. “…So you do know a lot?”

Catching the skepticism in his eyes, Song Yu smiled at him. “What, want to compete?”

Why don’t you just compare who can pee farther?

Rong Shi glanced at the virtual screen outside a distant building, then slowly walked down the steps.

“Let’s go.”

Not taking the bait? Song Yu caught up. “Where to next?”

Rong Shi didn’t look back, his right hand reached behind him and took Song Yu’s hand.

“A movie, but before that, I’ll take this little cat of yours for a walk to digest your food.”

Song Yu: “…”

---

Two tall Alphas, hand in hand, walking down the street were definitely an eye-catching sight.

Based purely on appearance, Song Yu was the handsome, charming playboy type; it was quite normal for him to walk down the street holding anyone’s hand.

But Rong Shi exuded an aura that warned people to keep their distance. When expressionless, he was like a walking freezer. Who wouldn’t say he was cool?

Aren’t these types of people usually quite reserved?

To publicly hold hands with someone of the same sex?

How exciting is that?!

Which passerby didn’t inwardly exclaim “Holy crap!” when they saw them?

Indeed, what determines whether people can be together isn’t gender, but good looks.

As they passed a large shopping mall, Rong Shi noticed Song Yu glancing at it several times. He changed direction and walked towards it.

Song Yu: “Are you buying something?”

Rong Shi: “Hmm, looking at sneakers.”

Even if he didn’t get many chances to wear them.

As they walked through the entrance, Rong Shi released Song Yu’s hand.

Holding hands for a while was the limit.

Song Yu wasn’t used to it either; this felt more comfortable.

Perhaps boys all loved sneakers. Once they started talking about it, the two had endless topics. Although Song Yu had worn custom-made royal sneakers since childhood, it didn’t diminish his love for other brands.

Song Yu casually picked up a new model from a major brand: “I built a villa at home specifically for my sneaker collection. I’ll take you to see it sometime if you’re interested.”

Rong Shi’s attention was on another model, and he replied casually, “You’re a little rich princess.”

Song Yu’s hand, which was putting the shoe back, paused. Then he heard Rong Shi say, “You’re best at squandering money.”

Song Yu: “…”

He didn’t forget to insult him even on a date. This person is definitely not Bunny.

“Hello, this pair of sneakers is this season’s popular limited edition collector’s item. There are only two hundred pairs in Imperial Capital Star,” a young Beta female sales associate walked over.

The sales associate had been in the business for ten years and had developed a keen eye. With just a glance, she could tell if a customer had money and what price range of shoes they could likely afford.

These two had extraordinary temperaments. Their clothes didn’t seem to be from ordinary big brands, but the quality was impeccable.

They looked like prime targets for a good sale.

“Two hundred pairs?” Song Yu instantly lost interest. “Two pairs would be worth considering.”

Sales associate: “?”

Seeing them about to leave, the sales associate had a sudden inspiration. She hugged the shoes and ran over to Rong Shi.

“Don’t you think the color of these shoes really complements your boyfriend’s skin?”

Rong Shi looked at the shoes, then at Song Yu, and indeed thought they matched quite well.

Sales associate: “Today is our 520 event! Buy two pairs and get a rose!”

Song Yu: “Why give a rose? It’s so—” Tacky.

“Buy them.”

Before he could finish the last word, Rong Shi had already followed the sales associate to pay and arrange for shipping.

---

Five minutes later, Song Yu twirled a white rose in his hand, finding it surprisingly fresh and elegant the more he looked at it.

Rong Shi glanced at it: “Isn’t that just a rose?”

Song Yu: “…”

Rong Shi: “But the alias suits you very well.”

Song Yu: “Alias?”

Rong Shi: “Queen of Flowers.”

Song Yu: “…………”

Song Yu gritted his teeth: “Then what about the King of Flowers?”

Rong Shi thought for a moment: “Queen of the Night?”

Song Yu: “…”

I’ll believe your nonsense.

At this time, the shopping mall wasn’t particularly crowded.

On their way out, Rong Shi caught sight of a young couple walking arm-in-arm in his peripheral vision.

The Omega in the couple: “If I go bald in fifteen years, will you still love me?”

The Alpha in the couple: “Omegas don’t go bald, silly.”

The Omega in the couple: “If you go bald, I’ll dump you and find someone handsomer than you.”

The Alpha in the couple: “…I’ll try not to go bald.”

Song Yu’s attention was drawn to a distant candy store. He was just thinking of an excuse to get Rong Shi to go there when he suddenly heard Rong Shi confidently say, “I’ll be handsomer in fifteen years than I am now, and I won’t be bald.”

Song Yu: “…So?”

Rong Shi: “Just letting you know.”

Song Yu: “…”

First date, can you talk like a normal person?

When they reached a fork in the road, Rong Shi was about to go back the way they came, but Song Yu pulled him down another path.

Song Yu: “This way is closer.”

Rong Shi looked up: “Want candy?”

Song Yu: “…”

Was he that obvious?

The candy store clerk was an Omega about their age. Seeing two Alphas suddenly arrive, his eyes lit up.

“Are you two buying candy for your beloved? You can sample them.”

Rong Shi picked up a small piece, about to put it in his mouth, when he saw a certain little cat staring at him intently out of the corner of his eye.

With a flick of his wrist, he popped the candy into the other’s mouth.

Rong Shi: “You taste it for me.”

Song Yu snorted lightly: “So-so.”

Rong Shi tried another kind: “What about this one?”

Song Yu bit into it: “Average.”

Rong Shi tried yet another kind: “This one?”

Song Yu looked disgusted: “Too sweet.”

Clerk: “…”

This overwhelming display of affection was truly unexpected.

Rong Shi scanned his terminal over the sensor: “Give me one of each of the samples I just tried.”

Song Yu glanced at him sideways: “Why buy so many?”

Rong Shi: “To feed the cat.”

Song Yu: “…”

---

They meandered their way to the cinema, where the waiting area was packed with people.

Rong Shi bought the tickets, then dragged Song Yu to get the largest size popcorn bucket, plus two cups of milk tea.

Song Yu looked at the size, jesting as he took it: “After eating all this, I’m going to have trouble going to the bathroom.”

Rong Shi’s gaze swept over the waiting area. With a cold, handsome face, he said calmly, “Don’t worry, I can help you.”

Song Yu picked up a kernel and put it in his mouth: “How do you plan to help?”

The two found a corner seat. Rong Shi placed the opened milk tea in front of him: “Do you really want to know?”

Song Yu: “…”

Why were they talking about such a disgusting topic?

Neither of them had much artistic flair. The film they chose was a recently released space war movie, with a relatively simple plot, focusing mainly on special effects and battle scenes.

Because the lead actor was a top star, their showing was completely packed.

The visuals were thrilling and exciting, and the actors’ performances were on point. Everyone watched with relish.

“The protagonist’s mech skills aren’t even as good as yours.”

In the back row, Song Yu held popcorn in one hand and milk tea in the other, muttering complaints as he watched.

In the flickering lights and shadows, Rong Shi’s lips curved slightly.

“Movies are artistic creations; of course, there’s a difference from real combat.”

Song Yu reached for a candy, raising an eyebrow: “But he doesn’t fight well either. If you were the martial arts director, this movie’s box office could at least triple.”

Rong Shi directly offered the candy to his mouth: “I can consider it after I retire.”

Song Yu opened his mouth, then rested his chin on his hand and sipped his milk tea: “But, you’re still far from him.”

Rong Shi: “…”

For those who had actually been on the battlefield, the plot of a war movie was full of countless plot holes, making it easy to be taken out of the experience.

Rong Shi had no interest in the movie whatsoever; he just considered it accompanying little Song Cat to pass the time.

His shoulder suddenly dipped, and Rong Shi turned his head to look.

Little Song Cat, after feeding himself, had fallen asleep.

Rong Shi took the almost-toppled popcorn bucket from his hand, relaxed his body, and let him lean more comfortably.

The sounds of various mechanical collisions and explosions reverberated throughout the screening hall, but Rong Shi could only hear the soft breathing beside him.

“You’re really good?” Rong Shi asked, then thought it was strange to ask a sleeping person and turned back to watch the movie.

Song Yu, resting on his shoulder, his lips curved up before quickly pressing back down.

---

Online, public opinion continued to ferment.

Chen Chen used his influence to repost the original thread to various major platforms, directly launching Song Ke into the spotlight.

Nobles and high-ranking military officials watched the situation, growing increasingly confused.

This was the First Prince! That video clearly showed the First Prince’s face!

Whether it was true or not, the person in the palace would absolutely take immediate action to ensure nothing was displayed before anyone’s eyes.

But the current situation was strange. Hours had passed, and not only was the post still there, it was being frantically reposted!

Crucially, those reposts weren’t even being deleted?

Could it be that the winds of change were blowing in the palace?

Countless factions, both overt and covert, secretly held meetings to discuss this post.

The more they discussed, the more their heads ached.

No matter how they thought about it, it was impossible for the palace to allow such a post to exist!

On major social media platforms, a new trending hashtag suddenly appeared: #SongKeHaveYouApologizedYet#, quickly dominating the headlines.

“Who the hell is this Song Ke? So annoying, he’s everywhere I click!”

“Some minor celebrity, maybe? Buying trending topics is too obvious.”

“Is the video a movie clip? If so, the acting is really good. I already hate him.”

“Ignorance is a sin! What the hell ‘trending celebrity,’ that training uniform is from the Royal Academy!”

“Damn it! Is this how the noble circles hang people out to dry now?”

“My heart aches for the student he pushed. I wonder how he’s doing now!”

Facts proved that major social media platforms still had immense traffic.

In just one afternoon, half the Empire knew that a scumbag named Song Ke had pushed his own brother into an ant colony.

And because of this联动事件 (linked event), the traffic on major social media platforms doubled again.

But at this moment, the operators were pale, constantly wiping cold sweat.

This kind of fatal traffic was better off not having!

If they couldn’t delete the posts, they would be summoned for questioning!

All the senior technicians: “Can’t delete it! Damn it, it just won’t delete!”

[Song Ke’s fate is sealed. I, your grandpa, want to give him the final blow.]

Rong Shi listened as it reported the public opinion status on various platforms.

“It’s not time yet. Let’s take our time with it.”

[How to play?]

Rong Shi raised his hand and secretly stroked Song Yu’s hair.

Though his personality was like a hedgehog, his hair was unexpectedly soft.

Cool and smooth, the texture was no worse than cat fur.

“Let’s start by letting him know he’s not ‘destined for greatness’.”

[Then I’m off to cause trouble in the field! [Rubbing hands]]

Rong Shi: “Hmm.”

Song Yu, who was resting with closed eyes but actually not asleep: “…”

Don’t always fondle the same spot!

In such a noisy environment and being outdoors, it was impossible for Song Yu to actually fall asleep given his vigilance.

But when he opened his eyes, he found that there was no one else around.

Song Yu couldn’t hide his surprise: “When did it end?”

Rong Shi: “If you had woken up five minutes later, we would have been kicked out.”

Song Yu checked the time on his terminal; nearly two hours had passed.

He had originally only intended to play a trick and see Rong Shi’s reaction, but he actually fell asleep.

Walking out of the cinema, Song Yu felt it necessary to explain.

“I only planned to sleep for ten minutes.”

He had fallen asleep during their first date at the movies.

Rong Shi: “Hmm.”

Song Yu: “But once I really fell asleep, I couldn’t control it—”

The sky outside was getting dark. Rong Shi listened to him rack his brains for an explanation, a slight curve on his lips.

“My shoulder is that comfortable to sleep on?”

Song Yu looked up at him.

“Very comfortable.”

Rong Shi walked down the steps, leisurely saying, “One blank check per time. Bill it.”

Song Yu: “…”

---

There was still time, and Rong Shi was wondering what they should do next.

They had eaten too much at lunch and had a lot of snacks, so they weren’t hungry at all now.

That lunch had left a psychological shadow on both of them.

Just as he was about to ask little Song Cat, a pure black luxury hovercar suddenly descended before them.

The car door opened, and a middle-aged Alpha in a high-end black suit elegantly stepped out.

Rong Shi frowned, watching him walk up to Song Yu.

“The master wishes to invite you home for dinner.”

Song Yu clenched his hand, and the stem of the white rose broke.

The warmth in his eyes rapidly faded, and his handsome face darkened.

“Got it.”

Watching little Song Cat about to leave with someone else, Rong Shi grabbed his wrist.

“Not having dinner with me?”

If he just nodded, Rong Shi would find a way to keep him.

Song Yu knew this clearly.

But—

“Let’s save it for next time,” Song Yu smiled. “You’ll have to keep an empty room tonight.”

This meant he wasn’t planning on coming back tonight either.

Such a major incident involving Song Ke would definitely affect Song Yu. Going back now would be stepping into the eye of the storm. An unloved prince, even if he was a victim, wouldn’t receive fair treatment.

Although Rong Shi didn’t think Song Yu would suffer, it didn’t stop him from feeling bad for him.

Yin Rong: “Young master, it’s getting late.”

Their first date, it seemed, couldn’t have a proper beginning and end. Rong Shi reluctantly let go of his hand.

Song Yu stepped into the hovercar, tilted his head to glance at Rong Shi, and then went inside.

Rong Shi watched the car door close before his eyes, then watched it open again. A hand reached out, roughly grabbed his lapel, and pulled him forward.

A gust of wind passed, and Rong Shi’s lips felt warm.

Before he could fully savor the sensation, the touch on his lips disappeared.

He heard Song Yu’s deliberately lowered voice, unable to hide his amusement:

“I think I’m simultaneously falling for both of you. What should I do, Gege—”

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Author’s Note:

Rong Bunny: I’m exposed, I’m not exposed. Little Cat is fickle, no, I’m exposed, no no, I’m not exposed. Little Cat is fickle— [Pulls petals, muttering]

Song Cat: Being mischievous is so fun!