025: "Once you're here, you're not leaving."

Huaiyan hears this sound almost every day.

Voice messages, voice calls, live streams.

The man's voice was omnipresent and extremely oppressive.

"W-What's wrong? I'm almost there..."

Huaiyan's cheeks flushed bright red instantly, as if she wished she could turn into a boiled shrimp.

Despite having spoken on the phone many times.

Fu Tingyu didn't say anything, only whispered "Baby".

But the term "baby," which sounds like a term of endearment, seems even more appealing when spoken by a man in a cool and steady tone.

It's like... he really is a baby.

His voice is also very magnetic.

Huaiyan stared blankly, listening to the man's next sentence.

"I'll come pick you up."

It is a notification that cannot be refused.

Just as Huai Yan was about to agree, she looked up at the hotel in front of her.

Before I knew it, we had arrived.

“Sir… no need,” the boy replied hastily, “I’ve already arrived.”

His voice was barely audible.

But it makes people itch with desire.

"Get on." The man's voice carried a hint of command, both forceful and sexy. "Baby."

Baby.

It's that name again.

Realizing what was going to happen tonight, Huaiyan blushed deeply, her neck and ears turning completely red.

His skin was fair and delicate, which made it stand out remarkably.

After hanging up the phone, Huaiyan's legs were shaking.

“73…” Huaiyan cried out, “I’m afraid I’ll kneel down in a minute…”

The feeling of weakness in my legs will definitely be more pronounced when I'm about to meet a man in a room.

“But you didn’t feel this way when you were facing Jiang Ze,” 073 finally realized something was wrong. “The last time you had this problem, it was…”

It was at the breakfast shop, during the opening ceremony, when they encountered the villain Fu Tingyu.

"Holy crap," 073's brain clicked instantly, alarm bells blaring, "Could this really not be Jiang Ze?!"

Instead, it's that crazy villain who can't even handle the male and female leads!

Huai Yan sighed.

I thought to myself, "Oh, you finally figured it out, you idiot system."

These kinds of trivial matters can be easily connected with a little thought.

"You fucking run!" 073 yelled anxiously, "If the villains catch up with you, you won't be able to escape!"

"But……"

"Stop fucking 'but'!!" 073 was clearly in a real hurry. "Run! If we don't see Jiang Ze tonight, he'll turn evil!"

"Can……"

076 grew impatient: "Stop dawdling! Let's go!"

Huai Yan: "…………?"

Huai Yan looked up at the seven or eight bodyguards in black around him, then silently lowered his head.

“But if I run away now,” the boy said, on the verge of tears, “I’ll definitely be caught.”

073: "..."

He dried up his silence, and felt an urge to die.

"Let's go." 073 was good at assessing the situation. "It's better than being caught and brought back."

Just kidding. Seven or eight bodyguards in black, and Huai Yan, with her skinny arms and legs, couldn't even outrun them.

They'll definitely be caught within ten meters.

He fled, he chased, but neither of them could escape.

Huai Yan, her hands trembling, pressed the elevator button: "He shouldn't...do anything to me, right?"

073 Silently gazing at the sky.

“Host,” he said in despair, “you have suffered.”

The villain will definitely do something.

The fact that they booked the meeting place at a hotel speaks volumes.

The room the man booked was on the third floor.

Within seconds, the elevator doors opened.

Huaiyan originally thought that the man was afraid he would run away, so he only arranged bodyguards on the first floor.

But when he went upstairs, he found that there were some on the third floor as well.

Several of them even nodded at him.

The bodyguards appeared that night when Huaiyan was being beaten on the ground by debt collectors.

……really.

It turned out that the person was indeed arranged by Fu Tingyu.

Perhaps at that time, the man had already set his sights on him.

But can this be considered a form of indirect protection?

If it weren't for Fu Tingyu, when that group of people came to collect the debt, he would have suffered far more than just being beaten.

Thinking of this, Huaiyan gripped the room key tightly in her hand.

Someone led him to the door of room 320, and then he tactfully returned to the elevator entrance.

As if one could foresee what would happen next.

Because she had a room key, Huaiyan didn't knock and simply swiped the card to open the door.

It's different from what I expected.

The room was bright.

At a glance, you can see the man sitting on the sofa, handling official business.

"You're here?" Fu Tingyu asked in a low voice without looking up.

"gentlemen."

Huaiyan closed the door behind her, looking somewhat reserved.

The man, dressed in a suit, exudes an even more aloof and somber aura when in the office.

"Are you still busy?" Huaiyan asked nervously, her voice trembling with fear. "...Did I disturb you?"

He tried hard to use the same words he used when talking to men on voice calls.

But the moment he saw Fu Tingyu, his heart seemed to go out of control, pounding wildly.

"No." The man then looked up and shifted his gaze to him. "The clothes are cute."

Huaiyan was stunned, her face flushed as she stood there at a loss for what to do.

Is the man praising him?

Are the clothes cute?

But he's wearing a shirt today. What's cute about a shirt?

Huaiyan couldn't figure it out and couldn't find a suitable answer.

The man in front of him seemed to have seen through all his little movements and expressions.

Fu Tingyu closed the computer in front of him and stared intently at the boy.

"come over."

The man beckoned to Huai Yan, as if calling a kitten.

Huaiyan had no way to disobey these words, which were almost like a command.

The boy timidly approached the man, head bowed, not daring to look at him.

“Baby.” Fu Tingyu’s large hand stroked Huai Yan’s slender waist, and he said almost with certainty, “You’re afraid of me.”

The boy trembled as his sensitive area was touched, and he bit his lip.

It seems like endurance.

He dared not resist the man, much less struggle.

"No, no," came the soft voice. "You look very busy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Huaiyan immediately shut his mouth.

The last sentence carries a hint of blaming the man.

Fortunately, the man didn't hold it against him or take it to heart.

Fu Tingyu chuckled softly, and with a pull of his forearm, drew the boy to his side.

Then, those hands, which were used to sign multi-million dollar contracts year after year, reached up to Huai Yan's buttocks.

"First--"

Huaiyan exclaimed in surprise and straddled the man's lap.

The two were extremely close this time, their breaths mingling, and Huaiyan unconsciously wrapped her arms around the man's neck.

The position was ambiguous. After realizing what had happened, Huaiyan tried to get off Fu Tingyu's lap.

"Sir," the boy's eyes reddened, whether from desire or not, "I'm very heavy, please put me down..."

The man didn't take this kind of struggle seriously.

"Baby."

The man leaned close to his ear, his voice low and seductive, "Don't twist around."

Huaiyan stiffened, then grabbed the man's broad shoulders and sat down obediently.

Her body was enveloped by Fu Tingyu's large hands, which kneaded her continuously.

The man's expression, however, was as if he were signing some important document, making him seem unapproachable.

"gentlemen……"

Huaiyan was so exhausted from being rubbed that she could only lean weakly against the man's chest.

"It's so strange..." Huaiyan sniffed, looking quite aggrieved, "I feel so uncomfortable..."

If it were someone else, they would most likely have actually put the inkstone down and examined it carefully.

But the way the boy let the man do as he pleased made him seem especially easy to bully.

Her moist lips, her tightly clenched lower lip, her flushed cheeks and the corners of her eyes made her look even more beautiful.

"Baby."

The man's voice was cold and devoid of lust, his eyes filled with indifferent scrutiny. "Do you know what you're supposed to do?"

"...What?" Huaiyan was a little confused, not quite understanding the implication in his words. "W-what are you going to do?"

Fu Tingyu looked at him, said nothing, and smiled.

She knew nothing about him, yet she dared to come and meet him.

There wasn't even any preparation for the first time.

"Are you scared?" The man pinched Huai Yan's chin, his eyes dark and intense. "Hmm?"

With his chin held, Huaiyan struggled to sit up, his eyes glistening with tiny tears.

He is not afraid.

Huaiyan felt that Fu Tingyu would not hurt him.

Otherwise, he would have been beaten to death on the very night the debt collectors came to collect.

But he has a mission now; he has to meet Jiang Ze tonight, and he can't just pander to men.

He probably won't be able to complete the mission.

So Huaiyan avoided the man's gaze, timidly lowering her head.

Even her waist, which was being tightly gripped, was trembling slightly.

“Sir…” the boy’s eyes were unfocused, and he timidly softened, “Please don’t do this, I’m scared…”

Huaiyan was only halfway through her sentence when the man suddenly grabbed her waist.

"Since you're here," Fu Tingyu cut him off, planting a kiss on Huai Yan's earlobe, "don't leave."

The implication is...

Huaiyan couldn't step out of her room tonight.

Even if you beg him with tears in your eyes, it won't work.

Fu Tingyu was determined to teach the boy a lesson.

He dared to keep the appointment alone; who knows what might happen if he ran into other people?

At first, he thought Huaiyan was very vigilant because of the boy's unexpected opening of the door.

But later, Fu Tingyu discovered that it was just a coincidence.

The boy was too naive, seemingly innocent and harmless, but his vigilance was nowhere to be found.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have come all the way here to keep the appointment just because of one sentence he said.

The location is still at the hotel.

It's something that anyone with eyes can see, and even those who haven't experienced it should understand the implications.

Huaiyan's eyes widened immediately, her cheeks still flushed with the rosy glow of her emotions.

"Host, this won't do," 073 said anxiously, "If this continues, we'll miss our appointment with Jiang Ze!"

"They're leaving."

Huaiyan raised her moist eyes, her pupils shimmering as she looked at the man, her breathing disordered, beautiful and alluring.

Her voice, however, was firm: “Sir, I… I have an appointment with someone tonight.”

Before he finished speaking, Huaiyan's back straightened slightly.

He could clearly sense that the man's face darkened and he was staring intently at him.