episode 75

Mo Shilin's cold and serious profile was facing him, with several conspicuous red marks on his chin.

He Xun accidentally scratched it last night.

He stared at the man for a few seconds, and perhaps due to complications from the intense sex, he suddenly felt a strange emptiness.

He felt that Mo Shilin was a bit distant from him.

Before he could even laugh at himself for being so dramatic, Mo Shilin turned around and focused his gaze on him.

The two stared at each other from a distance, and Mo Shilin visibly paused.

"woke up?"

The next second, Mo Shilin quickly put out his cigarette, walked over and hugged the person in his arms.

after--

"I'm here." A gentle drizzle of kisses fell upon him.

He Xun curled up slightly, hesitated for a few seconds, and then put his hands on the man's shoulders.

For a moment, the only sounds in the room were the man's rapid breathing and the subtle sound of water.

......

It wasn't until Mo Shilin's large hands started causing trouble again that He Xun tugged at the man's arm, blushing as she said, "Okay... stop."

His voice was frighteningly hoarse; when he opened his mouth, even he was startled and wondered if he had been possessed by Donald Duck.

His thoughts drifted to outer space. Mo Shilin reluctantly let go of him, reached for the warm water on the bedside table, and fed it to him.

The cool rim of the cup touched his lips, and He Xun frowned. In the end, he was still not used to being fed by others, so he forcibly took the cup and drank by himself.

After finishing his drink, He Xun noticed that Mo Shilin was wearing a brand new suit, and looking further up, his hair also showed signs of being styled.

Wristwatch, tie clip, cufflinks.

Suits, ties, and leather shoes.

Precise, perfect, and restrained.

good.

What a radiant and accomplished individual!

Apart from the few ambiguous red marks on his chin, there was absolutely no indication that he had experienced several intense sexual encounters.

He Xun lifted his eyelids, narrowed his almond-shaped eyes, and said unhappily, "Don't tell me you've already worked a full day."

"More or less." Mo Shilin raised his hand and pulled off the tie that had been loosened when he kissed He Xun earlier. "You woke up just a few minutes after I sat down back here."

He Xun was furious upon hearing this.

hateful!

Why is this person so physically strong? Thinking about it, I couldn't help but feel sad. I wondered if this was the fate of being a bottom.

"What's wrong, darling?" Mo Shilin stared at his vivid face, a slight smile curving his thin lips, and casually wrapped the tie around He Xun's fair wrist.

A long, thin, dark purple fabric wrapped around nearly transparent, porcelain-white skin, like a beautiful snake coiled around a narrow jade vase, swaying gently with the man's movements.

He Xun, whose body was still in a sensitive period, subconsciously groaned. When he came to his senses, he felt embarrassed and angrily ripped off his tie and threw it at Mo Shilin's handsome face.

"So sensitive?" Mo Shilin whispered in his ear, "No wonder you moaned so sweetly last night..."

A deep, husky voice drilled into her ears, like tiny insects crawling on her neck. He Xun's face flushed red, and she angrily pushed the man away: "Shut up!"

"I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore." Mo Shilin immediately raised his hands in surrender, but his smile was malicious, like a vicious wolfhound, uttering ambiguous words, "I know our darling is easily embarrassed."

Then, just before He Xun was about to lose his temper, she asked, "What were you thinking about so intently just now?"

Upon hearing this, He Xun's lips twitched slightly.

Of course, he wouldn't tell the other person that he had just lamented his miserable life of being exhausted after being a bottom, because he felt that if he said it, the other person would tease him again.

"It's nothing, go take a shower and change your clothes, the suit is uncomfortable."

Although he was annoyed by the man's incredible stamina, He Xun still muttered words of concern.

Mo Shilin chuckled softly, nodded, and said, "Okay."

But it didn't move.

He Xun clutched the blanket and glanced at him sideways: "Move aside, I need to get dressed."

Mo Shilin immediately said, "I'll help you put it on."

"don't want!"

"......"

"All right."

Mo Shilin left with regret and went straight to the bathroom.

*

After showering and changing into the hotel's white bathrobe, Mo Shilin pushed open the bathroom door and walked out, the fragrance of shower gel wafting out from under the door.

He Xun, who was already dressed, sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, flipping through the hotel's travel magazine. He looked up after smelling the fragrance and asked, "Finished showering?"

Mo Shilin hummed in agreement, stepped forward, put his arm around He Xun's shoulder, and reached out to touch the other's firm belly: "Are you hungry? What do you want to eat? I'll make it."

"You can cook?"

He Xun looked up in surprise.

After all, the other person looks like a pampered young master who never has to lift a finger. Or perhaps he's a capitalist who's never home and is always out socializing in nightclubs and brothels.

How did you learn to cook?

Mo Shilin said calmly, "I studied in Singapore before. The food there was too sweet and spicy, and I couldn't get used to it. The Chinese food sold outside wasn't very authentic either, so I had to rely on myself."

oh.

It's Liu Zi.

That's alright then.

He Xun nodded, not intending to make things too difficult for the other party. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Then let's make a simple home-style dish, like scrambled eggs with tomatoes or something."

Mo Shilin clicked his tongue lightly and pinched his chin as punishment: "You underestimate your husband too much."

After saying that, he rolled up his sleeves and went straight to the kitchen.

The hotel's kitchen is open-plan, with gleaming marble tables laden with pre-prepared ingredients.

About two hours later—

Sweet and sour carp, braised prawns, Kung Pao chicken, sweet and sour pork with pineapple, plus a fragrant and rich corn and pork rib soup, were all served on the table.

Having just emerged from the bathroom, He Xun, drawn to the table by the fragrance, swallowed hard, his almond-shaped eyes shimmering. Finally, a thousand words coalesced into a crude, classic Chinese phrase: "Awesome!"

"......"

Mo Shilin chuckled and handed him a small bowl to serve him soup. "Eat slowly, it's all yours."

With a large shrimp already stuffed in his mouth, He Xun's eyes lit up even more, and he grabbed Mo Shilin's hand, saying, "What a great person."

"Heh." Mo Shilin didn't care that the other party had unintentionally given him a "good guy" card again. He just folded his hands and stared intently at He Xun eating.

The young male servant had just finished his bath, his face still covered with a soft mist of water. His hastily dried black hair dripped with transparent water droplets, which gently slid down his delicate chin and into his bathrobe.

Last night we did it several times, and the little male servant's lips were bitten until they bled, like a rotten tomato with its skin broken to reveal the red flesh inside. He exuded a unique charm after experiencing lovemaking, both innocent and lustful.

But clearly, the other party was unaware of it.

Mo Shilin's dark eyes slowly swept over the other's collarbone, where hickeys intertwined.

He thought that if he just pulled off the bathrobe, he would see that the other person's body was covered with the marks he had left, which reminded him of the other person's cold and distant attitude when they first met.

But this is how it is now.

Only He Xun himself could see this side of himself.

The possessiveness was satisfied in unparalleled way, and a secret pleasure surged through my body like waves...

After a long while, Mo Shilin finally came to his senses. Seeing that He Xun had already put down his chopsticks, he tapped the table lightly with the back of his finger, raised an eyebrow, and said seriously, "Are you full? Then let's talk about last night—and your account."

"......"

He Xun clicked his tongue, sighing that what was bound to happen had finally arrived.

After a long silence, he looked up at Mo Shilin, his tone as calm as still water: "I resign."

Mo Shilin: "?"

“Yes, I’ll resign so as not to implicate you.” He Xun repeated, his expression serious. “I guess Cheng Qianyu must have seen your face last night, otherwise she wouldn’t have retreated so easily. But she also saw my face this time. She and the people behind her will definitely investigate me after they return to the country. I work at your house, so there’s no way they won’t find out about you. Plus, I exposed the news about St. Mary’s Manor before. With old and new grudges combined, many people want to arrest me. If I don’t resign, you and Yun Tu will be in big trouble.”

After all, Mo Shilin isn't the only one in the entire Yuntu.

Even if he is the CEO.

He analyzed the pros and cons with rigorous logic and finally concluded that he should resign.

This conclusion is correct. Any CEO of a listed company would immediately agree to this decision in order to maximize their own interests.

But Mo Shilin's face darkened.

He closed his eyes and said coldly, "I disagree."

"Why?" He Xun looked over.

"He Xun!" Mo Shilin's temples throbbed with anger as he gritted his teeth and said, "I just formally confessed my feelings to you last night."

He Xun calmly met his gaze: "I know."

Mo Shilin's face darkened even more: "You know that, so you decided to resign?"

"It is precisely because I know this that I must resign."

"What?"

He Xun lowered his head and smiled helplessly: "I don't want to drag you into this."

His expression was helpless, but his tone was as firm as a rock.

"You're always like this, He Xun."

Mo Shilin knew that He Xun's stubbornness had resurfaced, and he couldn't help but get angry. The other man's disregard for his own life infuriated him. He frowned, his tone harsh, "Can lovers be considered to be dragging each other down? You're not going to tell me anything? What are you planning to do alone? He Xun, what do you take me for? A casual sex partner? Or a vibrator you bought on a whim?"

That's really unpleasant to hear.

"Don't worry, I won't implicate you no matter how I treat you." He Xun's face also turned cold.

"So you expect me to just watch you go and die?" Mo Shilin felt a chill run down his spine at the thought of last night. That bullet had narrowly missed He Xun, and now He Xun was stubbornly insisting on resigning. How could he not be angry? His words of concern naturally carried a strong sense of malice. He sneered, "Do you know you almost got shot last night? What kind of person is worth risking your life for? Do you even have a brain? Did you take responsibility for your own life?!"

"I know what I'm doing! I don't need anyone else to tell me what to do!"

"You know? Then do you know you almost didn't make it back alive yesterday?!"

"you!"

He Xun suddenly gripped the edge of the table tightly with both hands, his chest heaving violently. He glared at Mo Shilin, his almond-shaped eyes flushed with anger.

That single tear, seemingly about to fall, created deep ripples in Mo Shilin's heart, splashing water everywhere and stirring up his entire being.

The usually decisive CEO of Moda was unusually flustered. Just as he was about to explain that he didn't mean it that way, He Xun suddenly stood up.

"I'm so grateful that you saved me last night! But for the first twenty-odd years of my life before I met you, I was all alone and I was doing just fine!"

His eyes were red-rimmed, his voice trembled slightly, and his hands, hanging by his sides, clenched into fists. "You've seen it yourself, I'm just that kind of brainless person! I'm the kind of person who would risk my life for strangers! If I don't do it, then who will? Do you think we can rely on you high and mighty capitalists!"

"Oh, I almost forgot. It's good enough if you people don't actively harm others. We really can't expect too much from you." He Xun sneered sarcastically, issuing his final ultimatum, "Fine, that's it. There's no point in saying more. It seems that President Mo and I are indeed not on the same path. There's no good outcome for us being together. Let's break up!"

Dropping a bombshell, without waiting for Mo Shilin's reaction, He Xun got up and walked out without looking back.

The word "breakup" suddenly struck Mo Shilin's heart, causing his heart to race like a rollercoaster. He abruptly stood up and grabbed He Xun's wrist to protest, "That's not what I meant!"

He Xun wasn't much better off; he was so angry he was almost breathing heavily. His eyes were red as he forcefully shook him off, yelling, "Let go of me!"

"I won't let go!" Mo Shilin refused to release his grip, suddenly reaching out to forcefully pull the person into his arms, and growled, "Where do you think you're going this late?!"

"I told you to let go! I'm getting out! I'll make room for you! It'll save you from being a fool staying here!"

He Xun bit his lower lip hard, struggling to push and hit Mo Shilin's shoulder. Realizing that the other person really wanted to leave him, the veins on Mo Shilin's forehead throbbed, and he simply picked him up by the waist and quickly walked back to the sofa.

The close proximity forced their rapid breaths to mingle together, sparks flying!

He Xun's eyes were bloodshot: "Don't touch me!"

"Impossible!" Mo Shilin held He Xun tightly around the waist, his other hand gripping He Xun's wrist, his eyes bloodshot. "I will never let you go!"

Unable to break free, He Xun trembled with anger. He abruptly turned his head away, his chest still heaving violently, his cheeks bulging like a pufferfish.

"......"

No one spoke, and the atmosphere suddenly became quiet.

It's unclear how long the stalemate lasted.

Mo Shilin reached out and gently stroked He Xun's face, asking in a hoarse voice, "Are you really willing to break up with me?"

He Xun ignored him.

"We just got together yesterday."

He Xun ignored him.

"Baby...please look at me, okay? I only just regained my memory yesterday."

This time, He Xun's eyelashes finally trembled slightly, but... he still ignored him.

Mo Shilin was filled with remorse, cursing himself for acting on impulse and losing all reason whenever he encountered He Xun.

He even wondered if he had been possessed by some evil spirit; Southeast Asia really is a bit eerie.

But upon closer reflection, he was simply too afraid of losing her...

Knowing he couldn't confront He Xun head-on, he softened his tone and said in a low voice, "How about we cooperate?"

"......"

Having been hugged for most of the day, He Xun's mood was naturally much calmer than at the beginning, and the fact that Mo Shilin had only regained his memory last night made him a little soft-hearted.

A few seconds later, he finally took pity on the man and gave him a cold, sidelong glance.

Mo Shilin understood that this meant he could continue talking, and then said seriously, "I will help you investigate and provide you with the information you want, but after you expose the news, you must also ensure that Yuntu has a good reputation."

He Xun wasn't so easily fooled. He snorted coldly, his almond-shaped eyes narrowing slightly: "Yun Tu only wants a good reputation?"

"Of course not." Mo Shilin smiled and said, "Yuntu recently had a competing project with the capital behind Cheng Qianyu. You are so smart, you should understand that if the capital behind Cheng Qianyu collapses, it will be entirely beneficial to Yuntu. And I can also ensure your safety to the greatest extent possible and provide you with the information you want quickly."

After he finished speaking, he paused and tried to speak in a calm tone: "I really didn't mean to look down on you—I was just too worried about you. You know what almost happened last night. You know how worry makes you lose your composure?"

He Xun calmed down and carefully considered what Mo Shilin had said.

Putting personal feelings aside, this was indeed a win-win suggestion. If he hadn't met Mo Shilin, and it had been any other capitalist making the suggestion, he would have readily agreed, and might even have already been considering cooperation himself.

The world is bustling, all for profit; the world is in turmoil, all for gain.

But—he and Mo Shilin are now lovers.

A romantic relationship is not something you can just casually get by with; it's a complex life lesson that requires careful cultivation.

Just now... he was indeed a bit impulsive. He can't keep repeating what other people say.

Conversely, if he didn't care too much about Mo Shilin, he wouldn't have resigned.

well.

This is really difficult.

Or... just say yes.

He should also believe that Mo Shilin is powerful.

Thinking this, he slowly raised his head. Mo Shilin was staring at him intently, his phoenix eyes filled with anticipation.

His fingers twitched slightly, he looked away, and finally relented: "I... I'll think about it."

For someone as stubborn as He Xun, saying he'd think about it is practically the same as agreeing.

Mo Shilin's heart sank to the ground.

He leaned down and bit He Xun's earlobe as punishment, saying indistinctly and angrily, "You're not allowed to mention breaking up with me again. You know perfectly well how much I like you..."

Listening to the man's slightly resentful accusation, He Xun pursed his lips and pushed Mo Shilin's head away. "You were the one who said those hurtful things first."

"I'm sorry, baby, I was wrong." Mo Shilin's cold face softened into a meek expression as he stared into He Xun's eyes. "But I was really worried about you."

He Xun finally gave a faint smile: "I used to live like this too, I'm not as fragile as you think."

"You're just making me worry like this." Mo Shilin helplessly raised his hand and rubbed the corner of his lips.

He Xun stopped talking, but blinked her almond-shaped eyes and, as if to show weakness, stuck out the tip of her tongue and lightly licked Mo Shilin's finger.

Mo Shilin's eyes darkened, and he immediately pressed him down on the sofa, unbuttoning his bathrobe as punishment for his cruel act of wanting to break up with him.

......

The two, who had argued but quickly made up, did it again on the sofa.

Mo Shilin kissed He Xun, whose cheeks were flushed, grabbed a blanket and covered him with it, then got up to retrieve the bracelet that he hadn't had time to give away before losing his memory.

The sofa was large enough for two tall, long-legged men to lie comfortably on. Mo Shilin took the opportunity to pull He Xun into his arms and carefully put the bracelet on He Xun's wrist.

The ceiling lights automatically switched to a dimming mode, gently shining on the two of them.

Silver cartilage adorned with dazzling diamonds clung to the pale blue wrist, exuding a cool yet extravagant feel.

He Xun's breathing gradually calmed down. He looked up at the bracelet for a while without saying anything, but took off the plain ring on his hand and put it on Mo Shilin's finger.

Mo Shilin recognized that this was the ring He Xun had worn when they first met. He watched as He Xun put it on his finger and whispered, "We'll buy a matching ring when we get back to China."

He Xun smiled and raised an eyebrow, jokingly saying, "Isn't it strange to wear wedding rings before you're even engaged?"

Unexpectedly, Mo Shilin said very seriously, "Then let's pick a time to register our marriage abroad—so you won't keep bringing up breaking up."

His resentment was palpable, and the truth was revealed in the final map.

He Xun paused for a moment, then said calmly, "Marriage? You'll have to think about that carefully."

"Why?" the other person pressed.

He Xun didn't want to face the problem directly, and he was exhausted. All he wanted to do was sleep. He put his arm around Mo Shilin's shoulder and said dismissively, "We'll see how you do."

After saying that, she buried her face in the man's chest.

Mo Shilin's handsome face seemed thoughtful. After a long while, he said, "Then let's do it again."

? !

He Xun opened his eyes in horror.

This is not how it should behave!!