Saving the Heartthrob Frenemy-Chapter 674: Night before the wedding part 2

Qie Xieling sighed heavily blowing away the strands of hair falling from his hair being cut. A hand suddenly appeared in front of him handing him a flask.

He looked up and found his dad looking at him. "For your skin. You should look refreshed and dewy tomorrow," said Wen Qinxi and Qie Xieling smiled slightly while taking it.

"Thanks, Dad," he replied but he didn’t understand what was all the fuss for. His nana had forced all of them to get spa treatments yesterday all in the name of looking pretty for the wedding. His nana scolded him that morning for drinking like a fish and affecting his skin thus he was persuaded to have a ten-step facial.

Though he hated it he had to admit that his skin felt soft and more radiant. Not only was his face cleansed and detoxified, but he also got waxed. He wanted to refuse saying a man should have some hair but his nana masterfully used her skill card of emotional blackmail.

Unable to refuse, he was reluctantly dragged into the private waxing room like a husky being dragged to the vet. Unlike a husky, he wasn’t howling like he was being dragged to a torture dungeon. Well, that was until they started waxing him.

Qie Xieling who had never felt this violated before almost cried tears of blood. The technician was very nice and coaxed him but damn... it was torturous. Wails kept from across the door and the two old ladies had a blast. They sat down in the waiting area giggling while drinking tea. At that time his grandma even yelled, "Beauty hurts Lin Lin. Endure it."

After his chest, legs and underarms were waxed he thought the torture was over. Well, that was until the man said, "Please, take off your pants."

Qie Xieling, "???"

"Wait what? Where exactly do you want to wax?" his voice came after sounding very panicked. Qie Xieling now understood why they made him have a full body scrub before coming here. These elders had plotted against him.

With a snap, the technician released his glove and said, "Don’t worry sir. I am very professional so you have nothing to worry about."

Ten minutes later he walked out with a gloomy expression. His entire body felt so funny like cool air was caressing his newly bare skin, sending shivers down his spine. It was a sensation so foreign to him.

His grandmothers weren’t done with him. His nails and toes were done as well. By the time he came out, he felt like a car coming out of the shop with a shiny new coat.

This torture seemed to continue till now. Ever since his excessive indulgence was discovered he had been barred from drinking and was either given cucumber spinach juice, coconut water or any concoction his dad searched online.

Qie Xieling took a sip and his face scrunched up. "Dad, there is no sugar in it," he complained and his dad pointed out that he had put honey in it but Qie Xieling suspected that he just added a drop of honey. A drop wasn’t enough to offset the taste of it.

"Quit complaining and gulp it down like orange juice," said Qie Ranzhe reprimanding him.

"Even fresh orange juice tastes bitter," he mumbled but he still sucked on the straw his face like that of someone drinking poison.

Wen Qinxi sat down beside him and lightly touched the tattoo that started behind Qie Xieling’s ear going down to the side of his neck.

"It looks good. Does it hurt?" asked Wen Qinxi and Qie Xieling shook his head his cheeks bulging from the juice he was trying to finish fast.

"Don’t drink too fast otherwise you will have a tummy ache," reminded Qie Ranzhe and Qie Xieling sighed. He probably will have a tummy ache from just drinking this brew.

"When we are done you go to sleep, okay? You have to be up early." chimed in Nana Qie but did he listen? Nope.

He was so energetic and excited that he couldn’t go to bed. He stayed up for two more hours after his nana chased him upstairs. Not even twenty minutes later he came down with a beauty face mask on his face and went to the fridge to get a snack. He had been forbidden from random snacking lest his wedding clothes wouldn’t fit due to bloating. But there he was standing by the fridge staring at an opened packet of eclairs with only one left. He checked if the coast was clear and with his tongue sticking out, and his mouth salivating he took it out.

He was about to quietly close the fridge when a hand grabbed it from him. "Mum! Lin Lin is snacking!" yelled Wen Danzhe and Qie Xieling glared at him.

He was about to yell at him for snitching when he heard his grandma’s voice. Qie Xieling ducked down hiding from her. Grandma Wen entered the kitchen and saw her son standing there with an eclair in his hand.

"What’s with all the yelling?" she said but Wen Danzhe didn’t sell him out.

"I said this is the last one. Can I eat it?" he said with a mischievous grin and his mother tsked before turning away.

"So childish. That’s what you are yelling for," she mumbled and Qie Xieling gasped as he watched this heartless uncle take a good bite.

"I saved you so you owe me," he said before grabbing a beer and walking away. "Go to sleep kid."

"Other uncles spoil their nephews," complained Qie Xieling with a loud whisper. His uncle chuckled while mouthing,

"You are welcome."

Qie Xieling, "..."

He checked the fridge again and he was so disappointed. There were only fruits and vegetables left. Looking at that fridge one would assume they were a family of vegans.

He snuck back upstairs and slumped on the bed. If only he could order takeout. It was too far to get take out at this hour. He was about to give up when he thought of his bestie downstairs. Because Qie Xieling was ordered to sleep early Bo Ailun was banned from hanging out with him. He was busy playing card games with the elders getting all his money robbed by them when he received a message.

CutieLin: I want takeout.

CutieLin: You owe me. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Bo Ailun found an excuse and went out to buy something to placate this ancestor. Thus the best man was standing in a food court at the mall at 9 PM buying takeout.