The notion of a man being taken advantage of is largely nonexistent. Zheng Yu'an wasn't petty enough to become overly sensitive and explode over a hug from Yan Shuwang. The other man even maintained a very proper distance, his posture steady, the duration brief. To outsiders, it would have appeared as nothing more than a well-behaved goodbye.
That is, if Yan Shuwang hadn't whispered something against his neck.
Zheng Yu'an wasn't entirely sure if the other man's lips had actually touched him, because as soon as Yan Shuwang spoke, that patch of skin felt scorching.