Chapter 30 Fulfill the Transaction Now

Yan Yu had seen others cry before, but never before had he felt so bewildered and lost, staring blankly at him for a while.

I don't quite understand why he shed tears.

Shen Jin knew he must look terrible right now, and he certainly didn't expect Yan Yu to be moved by it; in fact, it would only make Yan Yu look down on him even more.

So he wiped away his tears, his nose still a little red, and with a nasal voice, he tried to explain, "It's nothing, I cry often..."

Shen Jin knew that Yan Yu would not let the matter rest until he made things clear, so he gradually calmed himself down, stopped thinking about those sweet memories that were hard to distinguish between reality and illusion, and told himself to live in the present.

Now, it's riddled with cracks and dripping with blood...

“You said…” Shen Jin didn’t look at his face, but just moved his lips and whispered, “I’m listening to everything…”

He wanted to clarify things and resolve them so he could feel more at ease. But then he remembered what Yan Yu had said—to look him in the eye. So, after a moment of self-mockery, he reluctantly met Yan Yu's gaze.

Faced with those still slightly red eyes, Yan Yu couldn't say a word. His feelings were a mix of emotions. For a moment, he even wanted to hug him and comfort him, and kiss away his tears.

But the thought only lasted for a moment before it vanished.

Why should I?!

“If you won’t tell me, then I will…” Shen Jin choked up, exhaled, and tried to calm himself down, but his words were somewhat stammering, “I’m poor… I have no money, I’m short of money… I’m desperately short of money, life is very difficult… And we are not from the same world, we shouldn’t have any interaction, the deal we talked about before, forget about it…”

Although it was called a transaction, Shen Jin only took the check for 100,000 yuan the first time; he never took any more money from Yan Yu after that.

Yan Yu had asked for his account number, but because the two of them were being intimate in the dilapidated room, they forgot about the money. After that, the two of them met and contacted each other frequently, and they had many intimate moments.

Perhaps because Yan Yu felt it wasn't completely over, he didn't give him the money, which made Shen Jin feel a little sweet, because he still thought it might mean they were dating...

"Forget...forget it?" Shen Jin's words snapped Yan Yu out of his daze. Somewhat incredulous, a flash of anger crossed his handsome face. He grabbed Shen Jin's collar and pulled him towards him. "Who do you think you are?! Do you think you get to decide this?!"

Yan Yu roared, "I was the one who stated the terms of the original deal! Now I'm adding another clause: you have no right to end this without my permission! Now let's continue to fulfill the terms of the deal!"

He was furious and, ignoring Shen Jin's dejected and exhausted appearance, grabbed his arm and dragged him roughly into the bedroom: "Carry it out now!!"

"What are you doing?!" Shen Jin felt a sudden fear in his heart. The grip was painful, and his previous injuries ached. He shouted angrily, his eyes red, "Let go! Let go of me! I haven't taken any money from you since the beginning! Don't go too far!"

He roared loudly, his voice was hoarse, and his throat was sore. He could barely make a sound, but because he was exhausted and powerless, he could only be roughly dragged into the room and thrown hard onto the bed!

Shen Jin was already injured in the bar, and now that he was so roughly thrown onto the bed, his injuries were touched again, causing him to groan in pain. He curled up slightly on the bed, shivering and hugging himself.

Yan Yu's face was gloomy. He reached up and loosened his tie, his gaze filled with mockery. He sneered, "It really is about money! It's because I forgot to give you money that you're unhappy and can't wait to find a new sugar daddy to support you, isn't it?!"

He loosened his tie, threw it on the ground, and mocked with an arrogant and disdainful air, "I'll give you money! If you serve me well, you won't have to worry about money! I just love you when you're sexually frustrated and horny in bed! Otherwise, why do you think I've spent so much time with you!"

Shen Jin's pupils suddenly contracted, and he lowered his eyes slightly. His face was extremely pale, without a trace of color, and he pursed his dry lips.

Yan Yu's words were like a sharp blade, stabbing him repeatedly in the softest part of his heart, leaving it bleeding and mangled.

Although he knew he was just having fun and satisfying his lust for a while, when these words came out of his own mouth, Shen Jin realized that he was hurt far more deeply than he had imagined...

His clothes were ripped off violently, but Shen Jin didn't resist. His eyes were blank as he stared at the ceiling, and he said in a hoarse, broken voice, "I don't want your money... but you can... play with me..."

"But after this, everything, everything between us, will be wiped clean... okay..."

Please.