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Qi Xing was stunned for two seconds before getting up from the ground. Ye Xingzhou remained calm and leaned back on the sofa. Qi Xing turned back and glared at him, "Did you do that on purpose? Why didn’t you say anything when you saw someone coming?"
Ye Xingzhou reminded him in a low voice, "You were the one who sat on me first."
Qi Xing retorted angrily, "You could have at least given me a heads-up! Is it really that dignified to be seen like this?"
He mumbled a few curses, finding the beast in front of him even more displeasing. Just then, someone from Mr. Chen's side came to look for him and he left without looking back.
As the banquet progressed into the second half, Qi Xing became increasingly distracted until it finally ended.
His mother had to catch a flight and left early. Qi Ronghua exchanged a few pleasantries with Mr. Chen before hurrying off as well. Qi Xing, however, was kept behind by Mr. Chen to stay at Qingping Garden.
After seeing Qi Ronghua off, he turned around to see Lin Zhinian approaching. The latter called out to him, "Young Master Qi, can we talk for a moment?"
Qi Xing, rarely feeling flustered, awkwardly nodded, "Go ahead."
Lin Zhinian scrutinized Qi Xing, his expression complex. Initially, he had wanted to have a private chat with Ye Xingzhou but upon seeing Ye Xingzhou leave the banquet hall, he followed him out. Later, he encountered Ye Xingzhou's driver and learned that he was changing clothes in the lounge, so he went over. He never expected that when he push the door open and found Young Master Qi sitting on Ye Xingzhou's lap, acting as if no one else was around.
If he could convince himself that what Ye Xingzhou said over the phone last time was just a joke, seeing it with his own eyes today made it impossible to deceive himself any longer.
After a moment of silence, Lin Zhinian got straight to the point, "You and Xingzhou... is that what I saw?"
Qi Xing felt wronged in his heart. He knew Lin Zhinian must have misunderstood his relationship with that bastard Ye Xingzhou. He was clearly forced!
"No..."
"Young Master Qi said he was pursuing me before but he actually wanted to pursue Xingzhou, right?" Lin Zhinian took his awkwardness as an admission, giving a bitter smile. "From the very beginning, your target was him, wasn’t it?"
Qi Xing's face turned green, "How could that be? How could I possibly like him?"
You can slander my character, but you can't slander my taste, okay!
Pursuing Ye Xingzhou? Not in this lifetime!
"Isn't it?" Lin Zhinian's voice rose slightly, as if provoked by his words. "Young Master Qi, how can you still say that? You can't possibly like him, so what were you doing in the lounge just now? Wasn't it you sitting on him? And that night when I called him, he said he slept with you, that was true, right? You’ve been badmouthing him in front of me, just to make me give up on him? You know I've been thinking about him for over a decade, why do you have to play these tricks on me? If you want to pursue him, you can do it openly. Is this fun? Now that you’ve gotten your way, you still want to tell me you can’t possibly like him? What is that? Bragging?"
Qi Xing was dumbfounded, completely taken aback by Lin Zhinian's accusations. He wanted to refute but facing Lin Zhinian, who seemed genuinely hurt and angry, he opened his mouth but didn’t know what to say.
Until someone called him from behind, "Qi Xing."
Qi Xing turned around; it was Ye Xingzhou.
Lin Zhinian looked up at the same time.
Ye Xingzhou gestured to Qi Xing, "Let’s go."
Qi Xing felt as if he hadn’t come to his senses yet. Just wanting to escape this awkward situation, he instinctively followed Ye Xingzhou.
Lin Zhinian's expression fell as disappointment filling his eyes as he called out, "Xingzhou."
Ye Xingzhou's gaze turned to him, coldly saying, "I’m the one pursuing him."
Qi Xing was taken aback for a moment while Lin Zhinian seemed unable to accept this statement and wanted to ask more. Ye Xingzhou didn’t explain further and once again gestured to Qi Xing, "Come with me."
Pushed into the car by Ye Xingzhou and as the car drove away, Qi Xing suddenly came to his senses, "What nonsense did you just say?"
Ye Xingzhou leaned back in his seat, calmly saying, "If I didn’t say that, do you want him to keep pestering and questioning you?"
Qi Xing replied, "Can’t you just clarify with him that we’re not what he thinks we are?"
"And what is that?" Ye Xingzhou turned his gaze to him, his eyes mocking. "The fact is, you slept with me."
Qi Xing wished he could punch him twice, "You forced me!"
Ye Xingzhou pressed down on his hand, "Why do you care so much about what he thinks? Do you still want to pursue him?"
Qi Xing was momentarily speechless.
At this point, how could he still pursue anything?
He was afraid that in Lin Zhinian's eyes, he was just a scheming bitch trying to steal his man, a green tea bitch.
He couldn’t wash himself clean even if he jumped into the Yellow River.
But if he had to say what he thought, Qi Xing could only feel wronged.
Heartbroken? Impossible.
It was just lust at first sight, at most three parts sincerity, and that sincerity was only because he was a decent person, unlike Ye Xingzhou, this beast, who would just take what he wanted.
Forget pursuing; he didn’t need anyone. But facing Ye Xingzhou, the root of all this, it was impossible for him to remain calm.
"Speak." Ye Xingzhou tightened his grip on his wrist.
Qi Xing winced in pain, "Why do you care?!"
"I want to get out of the car," he kicked at the door, "Stop the car, I promised Grandpa that I’d stay at Qingping Garden."
Ye Xingzhou's hand slid down, and before Qi Xing could react, he quickly pulled out his phone from his pocket and handed it to him, "Call Mr. Chen and make up an excuse on why you’re leaving."
Qi Xing: "…"
How could you be so shameless?
"Make the call." Ye Xingzhou's tone left no room for negotiation.
Qi Xing glanced out the window. The car had already driven quite far from Qingping Garden.
Having boarded the pirate ship, he knew Ye Xingzhou wouldn’t let him off, and he couldn’t jump out of the car, so he might as well not waste his energy.
He called Mr. Chen, using the excuse that he was going out for drinks with friends. Mr. Chen scolded him a bit but agreed not to tell his parents and let him off the hook.
After hanging up, Qi Xing slumped back in his seat and turned away from Ye Xingzhou, resolutely ignoring him.
By the time they arrived at Ye Xingzhou's home, it was already past nine. Upon entering, Ye Xingzhou raised an eyebrow at Qi Xing, "Want to take a shower first?"
Qi Xing silently turned his eyes away, wishing he could slap himself. He must have been out of his mind to come back with this beast.
Ye Xingzhou patiently waited for him to make a decision. Qi Xing extended his hand, "Give me a cigarette."
After staring at him for two seconds, Ye Xingzhou handed over a cigarette, flicking open a lighter and bringing it to him.
Qi Xing glanced at him but still bit the cigarette and lowered his head to light it then inhaling and exhaling comfortably.
Ye Xingzhou watched him as he puffed out smoke as his slightly blurred face hidden behind the haze and those spirited peach blossom eyes were particularly alluring.
Just like that night at the charity banquet. Those eyes were clearly not looking at him, yet he was the one who's hooked.
………
Seeing Ye Xingzhou start to undress, Qi Xing's gaze froze and the words he wanted to say caught in his throat.
First the overcoat, then the suit jacket. The gray shirt he wore was complemented by a Y-shaped suspender, accentuating his broad shoulders and narrow waist, forming a perfect inverted triangle and making his body proportions excellent.
With his back to Qi Xing, Ye Xingzhou leisurely took off his glasses, unfastened his bow tie then removed his watch and cufflinks. Qi Xing had the illusion that the beast was slowly peeling away his disguise and a primal urge to escape rising within him. But when Ye Xingzhou turned around, their eyes unexpectedly met.
Qi Xing felt his heart race under Ye Xingzhou's intense gaze and his fingers gripping the cigarette trembled. He didn’t want to admit that he was short of breath and was trying to sound tough, "What are you looking at? Don’t be a pervert..."
Ye Xingzhou stepped closer and Qi Xing instinctively took a step back until he was pressed against the liquor cabinet behind him.
Ye Xingzhou snatched the cigarette from his hand, took a final puff and extinguished it in the ashtray on the high cabinet beside them.
Qi Xing turned his face away in disgust and Ye Xingzhou's hand naturally found its way to the exposed side of his neck and caressing it possessively.
Qi Xing felt extremely uncomfortable. Disliking the feeling of being completely under Ye Xingzhou's control. He turned back to glare at him as his fingers hooking onto the suspender in front of Ye Xingzhou, flicking it hard and lowering his voice, "Stop being so flirtatious."
Ye Xingzhou stared into his eyes and chuckled, "Paper tiger."
Then he lowered his head and bit down on the spot he had just touched.
Qi Xing was caught off guard, letting out a muffled sound and instinctively yanked on Ye Xingzhou's hair.
What followed was only natural as they tumbled onto the sofa, their clothes were in disarray. Qi Xing felt restless and his raised leg unconsciously rubbed against Ye Xingzhou's waist, yet he still cursed, "Can you not act like a rabid dog? Don’t bite me, it hurts..."
But it was useless; the more he cursed, the deeper and heavier the marks Ye Xingzhou left on him.
In his anger, Qi Xing could only scratch and bite back.
Ye Xingzhou's breathing grew heavier, and as he pulled down Qi Xing's pants, he gave his backside a slap.
With a crisp "smack," it echoed loudly.
Qi Xing's eyes widened in disbelief, staring at the man pressing down on him, "Are you crazy? Who gave you permission to hit my ass?! Get off me!"
This was absurd; after he turned ten, even his parents had stopped spanking him. Why did this bastard think he could?
But Ye Xingzhou had wanted to do this since the banquet, and his palm kneaded Qi Xing's well-shaped backside again, leaning down to whisper in his ear, "So soft."
Qi Xing gritted his teeth, his eyes turning red with anger, "Beast!"
But soon, he found himself unable to curse anymore as he was lost in the sensations of his body and unable to think of anything else.
After it was over, Qi Xing was left with no strength to get up and just lay on the sofa while groaning and complaining about how Ye Xingzhou had hurt him, as if the one who had just cried out in pleasure wasn’t him at all.
Ye Xingzhou sat beside him, wearing a wrinkled shirt and lighting another cigarette as his eyes lowered to look at him.
Qi Xing paused, "What are you doing?"
Ye Xingzhou's gaze slowly roamed over his face then finally landed on his slightly parted lips, from which eight out of ten words were unflattering.
They had slept together three times, done everything they could do, yet they had never kissed.
Ye Xingzhou's fingers holding the cigarette paused, his deep-set eyes reflecting Qi Xing's shadow as he leaned down.
Qi Xing instinctively sensed something was off, "You—"
Ye Xingzhou's lips came down, kissing him.