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Sweat poured down the driver's forehead. He didn't dare look back even once, and when he did look in the rearview mirror, he only dared to glance at it before quickly looking away, fearing that he would be killed to silence him at any moment.

When the car stopped at a luxury mansion, Qi Zui pulled Wen Xubai out of the car, giving him no chance to escape. He scooped him up from under his knees and carried him into the room.

"Wen Xuchi, put me down! Put me down!!!" Wen Xubai struggled and patted the man's back.

Qi Zui seemed to ignore him, simply tossing him onto the bed and closing the door.

Taking advantage of the moment he locked the door, Wen Xubai sprang up from the bed in a somersault, but before he could run a few steps, Qi Zui pinned him against the wall!

Qi Zui restrained his hands, raised them above his head, and forcefully placed a knee between his legs, coldly sarcastically asking, "Where do you think you're going?"

The mask was suddenly ripped off by a large hand and thrown aside with a "thud," revealing Wen Xubai's panicked expression.

Wen Xubai's eyes flashed, and he glared angrily at the person on top of him, saying, "Let me go! This is illegal detention!"

"Illegal detention?" Qi Zui seemed amused, raising one eyebrow and lightening the weight on him slightly.

The next second, there was a "click" sound, and a cold touch came from my wrist.

Hearing the sound, Wen Xubai looked over and exclaimed in shock, "Where did you get these handcuffs?!"

Qi Zui shrugged. "Just some sex toys."

After saying that, he suddenly moved closer to him, and said with a wicked smile, "This is what you call illegal detention."

"You!" Wen Xubai glared angrily.

Seeing the undisguised burning lust in the man's eyes, Wen Xubai finally broke down, his voice trembling as he said, "Let me leave. You... what kind of person do you want? I'll help you find it..."

"Tch." Qi Zui slammed his palm down on his head, his eyes blazing with anger, seemingly impatient.

The man gripped his chin tightly, with such force that it seemed he wanted to crush it, his tone icy.

"What? You think you can go? Where are you going? To find Ruan Xing?"

"What?" Wen Xubai didn't react for a moment.

What does this have to do with Ruan Xing?

The next second, the man tightened his grip, saying angrily, "You left so resolutely back then, I thought you were really indifferent to fame and fortune."

"What? You've had enough of the hard times now? You heard the old man is sick, so you're planning to come back and fight for the family fortune?"

Upon hearing this, Wen Xubai was greatly shocked. He glared angrily at the person in front of him and asked incredulously, "What did you say?"

Qi Zui suddenly looked as if he had just realized something, "Oh no, you're just an adopted son, you won't inherit any property if you go back to the Wen family."

"So..." Qi Zui nudged Wen Xubai's sensitive spot between his legs with his knee, and after hearing a groan of shock and anger, he sneered, "So you hooked up with this rich guy, Ruan Xing?"

Wen Xubai was so angry that his chest heaved violently. He looked at Qi Zui in shock and said, "Is this how you see me?"

Qi Zui, however, failed to notice his unusual behavior and continued, "What adoptive father? I think he's more like a godfather! Hey, that old bastard Ruan Xing, how much did he pay you last time? I..."

With a crisp "smack!", Qi Zui touched his stinging cheek in disbelief, his face filled with shock.

Wen Xubai shoved him away, angrily saying, "Yes, I got to where I am by using my body, so what? No matter how old Ruan Xing is, he's still better than a scumbag like you! No matter how much you disagree, you'll have to call me 'Auntie' from now on!"

"Aunt?" Qi Zui seemed to find it amusing, touched his chin, his eyes suddenly turned cold, grabbed Wen Xubai's arm, and threw him back onto the bed!

"Alright, then I'll see if Ruan Xing will still want a tattered rag that's been used to shreds by others!"

As he spoke, Qi Zui began to violently tear at Wen Xubai's clothes. The already thin dress was torn to shreds in an instant and thrown aside in tatters, revealing the man's pale chest!

Wen Xubai struggled frantically, but he couldn't escape the man's control. His screams filled the room as he kept calling for help!

Unfortunately, the moment Wen Xubai entered the house, he realized that this was not the Wen residence, and there was no one else there.

With no one to turn to for help, his only remaining piece of clothing, his dress pants, was also torn off. As the man's large fingers reached into a certain hidden corner, intense pain ripped through his nerves.

"ah--"

The last thread in Wen Xubai's mind snapped instantly, and he finally couldn't help but bite his lip and shed tears.

He was in pain, and Qi Zui was in no better shape. The tight touch and the aching fingers all indicated that the body beneath him hadn't experienced pleasure in a long time.

As if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head, the man, who had been burning with anger, instantly calmed down. Looking at the scene beneath him, he was momentarily at a loss.

Qi Zui hurriedly pulled his hand away, unsure of what to do next.

But Wen Xubai had already reacted and kicked him in the shoulder!

Caught off guard, Qi was nearly kicked off the bed. In his dizziness, he thought Wen Xubai was about to run away, and he was extremely annoyed.

Once Qi had regained his balance, he realized that Wen Xubai had simply pulled the blanket over himself and was curled up by the bed, sobbing softly.

This was really too much. Qi Zui raised his hand and slapped himself.

The crisp sound attracted the man's attention, but after just one glance, Wen Xubai looked away.

But in that brief glance, Qi finally saw his reddened, shimmering eyes.

Qi Zui had only taken off his upper body clothes and was kneeling bare-chested at the other end of the bed, his eyes empty and astonished, as if he had not expected the situation to turn out this way.

Feeling as if his heart was being torn apart, Qi Zui couldn't help but crawl to Wen Xubai's side, his large hand hovering in mid-air, yet he hesitated to bring it down.

The eloquent person was speechless, his lips opening and closing, unsure of what to say.

After a long while, Qi Zui carefully touched Wen Xubai's shoulder and choked out, "Don't cry, I was wrong..."

Wen Xubai turned around and glared at him, then pulled the blanket over his head!

"Hey, hey, hey, be careful not to suffocate!" Qi Zui was very anxious and came over to pull his blanket.

The two remained locked in a stalemate for a long time. Qi was so sweaty and exhausted that he could only pull at the ground while panting.

"If you're really angry, cover me up, why are you covering yourself...?"

Upon hearing this, the movement under the covers paused.

The next second, everything spun around, Qi Zui's vision was suddenly covered by the patterns, and then a heavy weight came crashing down on him, plunging him into darkness.

"Eh! Uh—" Qi was shocked, but it was too late to dodge.

Wen Xubai sat down on him and punched him repeatedly through the blanket. Qi Zui was wrapped in the blanket like a caterpillar. Wherever he dodged, Wen Xubai hit him. Muffled groans and cries of pain accompanied the punches, like playing whack-a-mole.

Qi couldn't take it anymore and shouted in a muffled voice from under the covers, "I was wrong, I was really wrong—"

"I can't breathe anymore—Ache!"

Only when he heard that familiar address did the force that had been raining down on him suddenly disappear, along with the weight that had been straddling him.

The blanket was suddenly pulled back, and Qi Zui's face was revealed as if he had been given a new lease on life.

Before he could even take a few more breaths of fresh air, Qi Zui quickly got up. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wen Xubai still wrapped in a blanket and huddled in the corner of the bed.

Wen Xubai still refused to look at him.

Qi rubbed his hair in distress.

After much hesitation, Qi Zui thought to himself: At worst, I'll just give up this face.

Thinking this, the shameless Mr. Qi leaned in and carefully wrapped his arms around Wen Xubai from behind. Seeing that he didn't struggle, he was delighted and said softly:

"I really didn't mean to, I just wanted to...you know...you know..."

Wen Xubai glared at him instantly, pulled out a pillow from under her body, and threw it at his head!

"What?! You think I'm a gigolo! You think I sleep with old men! You think I sell my body for money!"

As Wen Xubai roared and the pillow came crashing down, Qi Zui could only silently endure it, instinctively blocking it a few times before quickly pulling it back.

During the beating, Qi thought to himself: "Luckily, there wasn't anything hard on the bed..."

Otherwise, he'd be in the hospital with a bloodied head today, and on the front page tomorrow...

"No, no, I was just saying that in anger..."

"Really?" Wen Xubai stopped what he was doing and stared at him intently. "Do you really believe that I haven't slept with other men?" His eyes were a little red.

"Well..." Qi Zui scratched his chin, now feeling a little guilty.

After all, while he hadn't expected to go so far as to become a gigolo, he certainly hadn't imagined that Wen Xubai would actually not have had a single relationship in the past three years...

Seeing his hesitation, Wen Xubai's face instantly darkened.

He threw the pillow at her, turned his face away, and said angrily, "And what makes you any better?!"

"Huh?" Qi Zui pulled the pillow off his face, looking completely bewildered.

After a while, seeing Wen Xubai twitch his nose meaningfully, Qi Zui suddenly realized that his clothes still smelled of some woman's perfume from the banquet.

"Hmph, rotten cucumber." Wen Xubai glanced at him coldly.

Realizing he had been misunderstood, Qi Zui's face darkened, and he quickly threw the clothes on the bed far away as if they were a hot potato!

Turning around, he saw that Wen Xubai still looked unhappy, so he quickly explained, "I really have nothing to do with that woman!"

"Don't believe me? Look!" Qi Zui thrust his hips forward. "I haven't even unzipped my jacket yet!"

Wen Xubai glanced at it and saw that it was indeed neat and tidy. The only loose spot was from when the two of them were entangled earlier. His expression improved a little, but he still refused to look at it with a pleasant expression.

"Really!" Qi Zui crawled forward a few steps on his knees, as if displaying some exhibit, almost squeezing onto Wen Xubai's face.

Wen Xubai could tell that Qi Zui was genuinely anxious, and that there was no sign of lying in his eyes. So he turned his head away, disdainfully avoiding Qi Zui's approach, and coldly extended his hand.

He said calmly, "Untie it."