AN: Happy mother's day too all the precious mummies here. Here is yummy snack for you.
Han Xin halted, impatience written all over his face, his brow furrowed. "What now?"
"You seem to be falling for Xiang Yu," Han Zhan said cautiously. "This is not good."
"Falling for him?" Han Xin repeated, annoyance creeping into his voice. "What do you mean?"
Han Zhan stepped closer, his eyes earnest. "Tell me honestly. You aren't feeling anything for him?"
"I am not feeling anything for him," Han Xin shot back defensively. "It's just an arrangement."
"Really?" Han Zhan pressed. "So this is just a contractual relationship and you are not getting dickmatised by him?"
"Don't be so vulgar. And what else would it be but contractual?" Han Xin replied, exasperated.
Just then, the doors of the canteen swung open, and Xiang Yu stepped out with an easy smile, the kind that masked a more complex emotion. Han Zhan felt a chill run down his spine at the sight of him.
