{"id":8083,"date":"2026-07-31T09:11:11","date_gmt":"2026-07-31T07:11:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=8083"},"modified":"2026-07-31T09:11:11","modified_gmt":"2026-07-31T07:11:11","slug":"a-love-struck-brain-is-nothing-in-the-face-of-melodrama-chapter-83","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2026\/07\/31\/a-love-struck-brain-is-nothing-in-the-face-of-melodrama-chapter-83\/","title":{"rendered":"A Love-Struck Brain Is Nothing In The Face Of Melodrama – Chapter 83"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n

The sudden situation and their conversation stunned everyone present.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

However, the silver-haired man did not look at them at all, he focused entirely on speaking to Ye Wangxing.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c\u2026Chris really is afraid of dying. My brother didn\u2019t have this many bodyguards back then, did he?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The silver-haired man spoke with a sunny, cheerful tone, though his words were full of disdain for the red-haired man.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u2018Turns out it was smart for him to be afraid,\u2019 <\/i>the little cousin thought silently, hugging her good fortune.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The silver-haired man\u2019s cheerful expression completely contrasted with his appearance.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

His silver hair and blue eyes made him look like a little prince who could only form in a world of ice and snow.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

But now he smiled brightly, like a giant Samoyed\u2014a super-sized one, the kind that would be charged as a huge dog for a bath\u2014and his eyes were incredibly clear.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The man was not fat, in fact, he had a great figure. It was unclear what he ate growing up, or maybe he inherited it from his 1.98-meter-tall brother. He appeared well over 1.9 meters tall himself.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Unfortunately, his words were not sunny at all, they were extremely dark.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c\u2026And that Octo guy, Wangxing, now I truly understand why you returned to China.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The silver-haired man slightly lowered his head, gazing at the handsome young man across from him, and the look of grievance intensified.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Then the silver-haired man said something that made everyone present silently thankful for the country\u2019s policies.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c\u2014Even if your country bans guns, fine, but why are knives regulated too?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Everyone froze. Zhang Si, who reacted first, immediately took out his phone and pressed 110\u2014but did not dial. He just watched the silver-haired man warily.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Fortunately, even this seemingly lawless silver-haired man could be controlled.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cAlright, Will, I know you feel wronged, but every country has its policies. You have to respect the local laws. I don\u2019t want to bail you out at the station a second time.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The black-haired, black-eyed handsome young man spoke calmly, though his phrasing carried an inexplicable ruthlessness.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cYou know, domestic policies do not consider your nationality or family background\u2014and you\u2019d better be grateful for this country\u2019s laws. Otherwise, over there, you would already have violated the fortress law. I could have shot you dead.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Zhang Si nodded, then moved his finger away from the call button and silently cleared the 110 screen, returning to the main interface.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u2014It seemed their employer did not need the police after all.<\/i><\/span><\/p>\r\n

The silver-haired man spoke with a hint of regret.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cFine, dear Wangxing, I will follow the law here\u2014but why are you at Chris\u2019s house?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cThat has to do with your brother. When you return to China, the butler will explain everything to you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The handsome young man spoke calmly, with a hint of coaxing in his tone.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cI suppose you want to know what happened last night that made me accept the gift Chris sent me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The silver-haired man and the handsome young man exchanged a long look. Then the silver-haired man finally relaxed his smile and spoke normally.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cFine, dear Wangxing, you convinced me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He then hugged the handsome young man.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cI hope your secret doesn\u2019t disappoint me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The young man smiled and said: “It absolutely won\u2019t.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

They exchanged brief pleasantries and spoke back and forth for a while.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

After Ye Wangxing introduced him, the silver-haired man cheerfully left gifts for the little cousin and Song Yun. Then he gathered his assistant team, whose whereabouts had been unknown, packed up, and left the villa.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Once the silver-haired man\u2019s convoy left their sight, the handsome young man finally exhaled.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Yun finally dared to ask who the man had been.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

For the first time, the handsome young man\u2019s normally calm face showed some fatigue. His pale complexion and tired eyes made him look like a fragile work of art.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

This expression made Song Yun breathe easier, fearing that the silver-haired man might have been a serious threat.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c\u2026That\u2019s my husband\u2019s younger brother.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Ye Wangxing rubbed his brow, speaking with a hint of exhaustion.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Yun immediately relaxed\u2014so he was just the younger brother-in-law. That made things manageable.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Yi was thinking this when he heard Ye Wangxing take a deep breath and speak in an almost emotionless tone: \u201c\u2026He is now trying to pursue me by eliminating all competitors.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Yun returned home in a daze. Meanwhile, Shi Xuanzhu discussed with the variety show director about his participation in the upcoming show.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The show involved couples observing young single men and women in a viewing room, so Song Yun\u2019s role was important in the script planning.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

When Shi Xuanzhu saw Song Yun return, he initially showed delight and wanted to discuss the show with him. But seeing Song Yun\u2019s unpleasant expression, Shi Xuanzhu simply finalized the schedule with the director and hung up the phone.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cWhat happened? What\u2019s going on? Weren\u2019t you staying at that flat on the Second Ring Road last night? Normally, you should have slept pretty well, right?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shi Xuanzhu asked with concern.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Yun looked at the worried man in front of him, and the tension in his chest finally seemed to find support. He immediately relaxed and then fell onto Shi Xuanzhu, letting out a sigh.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Yun did not notice that Shi Xuanzhu had frowned slightly as he fell against him. He only felt Shi Xuanzhu gently help him sit on the sofa. Then he leaned on Shi Xuanzhu\u2019s shoulder and whispered: \u201c\u2026Sleeping in a flat doesn\u2019t mean you can sleep well.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Yun recounted everything that had happened last night and this morning to Shi Xuanzhu.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

At first, Shi Xuanzhu listened quietly with a smile, but as Song Yun continued, his expression gradually twisted.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

In truth, Shi Xuanzhu had felt quite impatient while hearing about Song Yun\u2019s experiences the previous day. After all, the person he had chosen as the matriarch completely ignored his family and chose to help his younger brother.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Had his parents all died? Did they really need their already-married son to go back to his maternal home to help?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

So when Song Yun returned today looking dazed and collapsed onto him, Shi Xuanzhu felt a mixture of impatience and secret satisfaction.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Indeed, historically, people who returned to their maternal home after marriage rarely fared well, regardless of gender.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u2014Then he heard all these completely unreasonable things.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c\u2026Right now, Wangxing is staying in a hotel suite. He can\u2019t go back to the flat, nor can he stay at the villa. Don\u2019t let someone else appear there. Now it\u2019s just a matter of whether his husband will return tonight.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Yun sighed.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shi Xuanzhu stared at the ceiling, feeling as if he were reading an incomprehensible book. He had completely lost his ability to think.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Last night, his brother-in-law had been almost strangled by his deceased husband, with video evidence to prove it. This morning, he had tried to move into another house, only to encounter his younger brother-in-law?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

And Ye Wangxing\u2019s younger brother-in-law was still pursuing him, even almost killing that Mr. Aldrin?<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Against the backdrop of these two explosive pieces of news, Ye Wangxing\u2019s wealth no longer seemed remarkable.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shi Xuanzhu tilted his head back, stared at the ceiling for a long while, and finally began to piece together the chaotic relationships.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u2018\u2014If this were in a stricter family, the patriarch would have already enforced family law! They wouldn\u2019t have dared to act so recklessly!\u2019<\/i><\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shi Xuanzhu thought sincerely.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

It didn\u2019t even need to be as strict as the Shi family!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u2018Truly, foreigners don\u2019t understand etiquette.<\/i>\u2019 Shi Xuanzhu thought, though he still looked at Song Yun gently.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c\u2026Xuanzhu, I\u2019m really worried. What should I do? Wangxing doesn\u2019t tell me anything.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Yun was genuinely anxious. He knew Ye Wangxing had experienced unimaginable hardships abroad over the past few years, but he hadn\u2019t realized just how unimaginable they were.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Still, as the older brother, he wanted to help shoulder some of his younger brother\u2019s burdens.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

So he instinctively sought help from Shi Xuanzhu, but\u2026<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shi Xuanzhu remained silent for a moment before speaking to Song Yun.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cSong Yun, perhaps your brother should handle his own affairs.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shi Xuanzhu looked at Song Yun\u2019s shocked expression and explained with concern.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cAfter all, you\u2019re just his brother, not his parents. If Ye Wangxing truly wanted help, he should have sought your parents, not made you his brother worry.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

At first, Shi Xuanzhu\u2019s words sounded reasonable, like common advice found online, but Song Yun was not swayed. He said incredulously,<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cXuanzhu, what are you saying? Don\u2019t you know what my parents are like? They treat you, their son-in-law, well, but for their two sons, they only care about appearances! They wouldn\u2019t help Wangxing, they would just ridicule him!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Seeing Shi Xuanzhu\u2019s serious face, Song Yun felt that strange sense from the day before wash over him again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He instinctively straightened up, no longer leaning on Shi Xuanzhu.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shi Xuanzhu saw Song Yun\u2019s expression and immediately understood that Song Yun bore no resentment toward Ye Wangxing for the earlier events. On the contrary, he still worried about his brother.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

So Shi Xuanzhu adjusted his words and spoke with concern: \u201cSong Yun, I know you care about your brother. After all, he wandered abroad for five years and suffered a lot. But this matter is ultimately his own. What if he doesn\u2019t want your help? Moreover\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shi Xuanzhu held Song Yun\u2019s hand, speaking earnestly: \u201cI\u2019m only worried about you. You can scold me, hit me, or call me cold-blooded, but I have to say it\u2014I\u2019m worried about you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

His eyes looked straight at Song Yun, full of deep emotion and seriousness.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201cI\u2019m worried that your goodwill will be wasted on your brother, and I\u2019m worried that you\u2019ll be hurt. After all, you\u2019re my partner. You\u2019re the one who will walk the rest of your life with me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u201c\u2026\u201d<\/p>\r\n

Hearing Shi Xuanzhu\u2019s words and looking into his earnest eyes, Song Yun did not utter anything harsh. He sighed and said: \u201cI know, Xuanzhu. I know you worry about me. But Wangxing isn\u2019t someone who acts without reason. Besides me, there\u2019s really no one else in the country who can sincerely help him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Song Yun paused here, with an embarrassed look on her face.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

“And… maybe I can use Wangxing’s connections to secure some international opportunities for you?”<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Shi Xuanzhu recalled Ye Wangxing’s long list of complicated relationships that were likely to involve criminal law: \u2026<\/span><\/p>\r\n

\u2014\u2014Is this opportunity safe?<\/i><\/span><\/p>\r\n

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The sudden situation and their conversation stunned everyone present. However, the silver-haired man did not look at them at all, he focused entirely on speaking to Ye Wangxing. \u201c\u2026Chris really is afraid of dying. My brother didn\u2019t have this many bodyguards back then, did he?\u201d The silver-haired man spoke with a sunny, cheerful tone, though […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":7815,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"jetpack_seo_schema_type":"","_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[118],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8083","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-a-love-struck-brain-is-nothing","entry","has-media"],"acf":[],"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":false,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2026\/02\/20250409131120_300_420.jpeg?fit=300%2C420&ssl=1","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8083","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8083"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8083\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8084,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8083\/revisions\/8084"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/7815"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8083"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8083"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8083"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}