Chapter 91 Rescue Failed

Fu Yanle played games in the private room for half an hour before coming out. He had just reached the sink when the bathroom door was violently flung open, and a blue shadow flashed in, slamming the door shut behind him. The blue shadow was pressed against the door, panting just like Fu Yanle had when he was a child and Grandpa Lu had chased him with a stick for half an hour.

Fu Yanle glanced at it twice, then walked over quietly with his hands behind his back.

Du Jiuwei turned around, "Ah—"

Fu Yanle reached out and covered his mouth, "Speaking so loudly, are you trying to attract attention?"

"Giggle!" Du Jiuwei's eyes widened, his eyelashes trembled, and he looked extremely pitiful. "Giggle!"

Fu Yanle let go of him and whispered, "What are you doing here? Did you get into trouble?"

“A rich young master ordered a suit from my shop and specifically asked me to deliver it here tonight. I know Young Master Li is having a party here tonight, so I guessed he was going to give it as a gift. But all the shop assistants have gone home, so I had to come and deliver it myself.” Du Jiuwei sighed. “Who knew that as soon as I came down from the third floor, I was blocked by someone on the second floor! This guy didn’t look like an ordinary bodyguard. He looked like a gangster from a TV drama, with a really fierce look in his eyes and a menacing aura. One punch from him could kill me!”

Fu Yanle's lips twitched slightly as he comforted her, "He's probably a professional bodyguard or a retired special forces soldier. Are you sure he hasn't mistaken someone?"

“Probably not, because he saw my face and kept chasing me. Besides, I’ve seen people like that before, in…” Du Jiuwei swallowed, his voice weak with fear, “…beside Lou Beiming.”

Fu Yanle was shocked, "...Holy crap, Lou Beiming came here to arrest you?"

"I feel there's a 90% chance it's him. I even suspect he deliberately lured me here. After all, this is private property. I can't escape, and no one can save me. But now!" Du Jiuwei grabbed Fu Yanle's leg, kneeling on Fu Yanle's shoes, and pleaded, "Brother, please, only you can save my life!"

Fu Yanle said with a headache, "If you had known this would happen, why did you do it in the first place? You really have a lot of nerve!"

"I was drunk, and although Lou Beiming is a bit fierce, he's very handsome. When I was drunk, I got bolder and lustful, so I did something unethical." Du Jiuwei looked bewildered. "And I really didn't expect him to come after me. After all, strictly speaking, he was the one who did it to me, so he didn't lose out."

Fu Yanle said, "Brother, to be precise, you forcibly ruined his innocence. Besides, you slept with him, but you drew a turtle on his butt and then threatened him with photos. Are you so fond of a certain coffin that you want to use it as soon as possible?"

"I drank too much, really too much! You have no idea how potent his thing is. I was in so much pain when I woke up the next day, so I got revenge and drew two turtles on his butt. I just took a picture because I thought it was funny. I never intended to post the picture. If he hadn't come looking for me, I would have completely forgotten about it!" Du Jiuwei said bitterly. "I really know I was wrong!"

"You slept with her and now you're blaming her for having big stuff?" Fu Yanle reached out and lifted Du Jiuwei's chin. "Jiuer, I thought my skin was already thick enough, but I didn't expect you to be so thick-skinned!"

Du Jiuwei quickly grabbed his hand and said pitifully, "Brother, please help me! If you help me escape, I can grant you one request, I'll do anything you ask."

“If it were before, I wouldn’t be so kind, but now…” Fu Yanle thought of how that bastard Lou Beiming sent a WeChat message to Yu Jingchen, which led to him being beaten up all night. “The enemy of my enemy is my friend. If you run away today, he will definitely be unhappy, and I will have successfully gotten my revenge.”

"Thank you, brother!" Du Jiuwei quickly stood up. "Brother, I really believe in your abilities. Please take me with you!"

Fu Yanle nodded and patted his head reassuringly, "I'll go out and check things out first. If it's safe, you can come out."

"Okay!" Du Jiuwei said earnestly, "Brother, be careful!"

Fu Yanle gestured for him to stand behind the door, then opened it and went out. The hallway was empty, with only the music from upstairs audible; Fu Yanle could even clearly distinguish Lu Minghe's rapping voice. He took two steps forward naturally, without any disturbance, and went directly to the second-floor stairwell, but still no one appeared.

It seems safe.

Fu Yanle hurriedly went back and pushed open the door, "Quick!"

Du Jiuwei burst out of the door.

The two ran quickly toward the second-floor stairwell. Just as dawn was breaking, a dark figure leaped down the third-floor stairs and kicked at Fu Yanle.

Fu Yanle's eyes sharpened, and he raised his arm to block, slamming Du Jiuwei into the wall behind him with his buttocks.

"...Hiss." Du Jiuwei winced in pain, looking up to see that the person fighting Fu Yanle wasn't the black-clad bodyguard, but Lou Beiming himself! He scratched at the wall, his ears burning with tension, but he still silently shouted: Ultraman Tiga Fu Chong, kill him!

Unfortunately, things didn't go as planned. If this fight scene were to be included in a film or television series, it would only last for a minute and a half at most.

Lou Beiming grabbed Fu Yanle's forearm, pressed his hand behind Fu Yanle's waist, and then pressed Fu Yanle against the wall with lightning speed, stuffing a clean white cloth into Fu Yanle's mouth.

"Ugh!" Fu Yanle stared wide-eyed in bewilderment: Ugh? Why are you stuffing it into my mouth?!

Du Jiuwei nervously reached out his hand, "You—"

Lou Beiming suddenly looked over, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, instantly making Du Jiuwei feel like prey locked in the iron claws of a fierce eagle. Startled, he leaned back against the wall and whispered, "You...don't do anything rash!"

Lou Beiming gripped Fu Yanle by the back of the neck and walked over to stand beside Du Jiuwei. Du Jiuwei was tense all over, but Lou Beiming simply pushed open the door to the lounge next to him and led Fu Yanle inside.

"..." Du Jiuwei stood at the doorway, caught in a dilemma.

Fu Yanle has the Lu family behind him, as well as Yu Jingchen. Logically speaking, Lou Beiming would definitely not do anything to him, but what if Lou Beiming gets angry and does something bad?

Du Jiuwei gritted his teeth and went inside anyway.

Lou Beiming pressed Fu Yanle down onto the sofa, then sat down beside him and said, "Close the door."

"..." Du Jiuwei closed the door.

Fu Yanle pulled the white cloth out of his mouth, put his hand in his pocket, rubbed his phone, cleared his throat, and said, "Brother Beiming, I know our Jiu'er is young and ignorant and did some things that offended you, but he has already realized his mistake. You are a magnanimous person, so please give him a chance to start over."

"You know you're wrong?" Lou Beiming said indifferently. "Then why do you run away when you see me? This doesn't seem like the attitude of someone who knows they're wrong."

"Of course it's because of guilt and awe!" Fu Yanle slapped his thigh. "He did something bad to you and felt very guilty. Every time he sees you, his heart aches, as if the whole world is cursing him as a piece of trash! Besides, Brother Beiming, your aura is too strong. Jiu'er is just a little chicken. He's afraid of you, so naturally he doesn't dare to get close to you."

"Is that so?" Lou Beiming looked up and saw Du Jiuwei pressed against the wall, looking genuinely frightened. His expression turned cold. "Come here."

Fu Yanle quickly gave Du Jiuwei a meaningful look.

“…Oh.” Du Jiuwei went over, but stood next to Fu Yanle, not daring to go to Lou Beiming.

Fu Yanle covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, "You can run away, but you can't hide. Since you've been caught, you might as well take this opportunity to apologize."

Du Jiuwei glanced at Lou Beiming, leaned down, covered his mouth, and whispered, "If an apology can solve everything, what's the point of having the police? Heaven knows what he's going to do to me!"

Lou Beiming, who heard everything clearly from the side, was speechless.

Fu Yanle continued to plot in a low voice, "If an apology isn't enough, then give some compensation."

“For example?” Du Jiuwei frowned deeply. “I don’t have anything to show for myself.”

Fu Yanle thought for a moment, then turned to Lou Beiming and said, "Brother Beiming, since Jiu'er forced herself on you before, as an apology and compensation, you can also force yourself on Jiu'er, how about it?"

What do you mean, "What do you mean, Fu Yanle, are you trying to die?!" Du Jiuwei covered his head in horror: "To put it bluntly, this means you want Lou Beiming to willingly let him have his way with you, are you crazy?!"

Lou Beiming also found Fu Yanle's thinking quite unique. "What do you think?"

"Judging from your tone, I think Brother Beiming doesn't think it's going to work." Fu Yanle coughed. "How about this, to show Jiu'er's sincerity, Brother Beiming, why don't you just say what compensation you want? I've always admired Brother Beiming, and Jiu'er and I have known each other for over ten years, so she's like a younger brother to me. Today, I'll be the witness and wish you two can turn hostility into friendship, how about that?"

“Okay,” Lou Beiming said. “My conditions are very simple.”

Fu Yanle smiled and flattered, "I know Brother Beiming is a kind-hearted person!"

“Let him,” Lou Beiming looked at Du Jiuwei, “take off his pants and let me draw two little turtles on his buttocks.”

Du Jiuwei's eyes widened, and Lou Beiming said, "Is that too much?"

"Honestly, it's not unreasonable." Fu Yanle turned to Du Jiuwei and whispered, "The conditions are a hundred times more favorable than I imagined. Seize the opportunity!"

“But—” Du Jiuwei hadn’t expected such a kind condition, after all, he thought that if he got caught, he would either be raped to death or lose an arm or a leg. But he whispered, “I’m a little shy, I haven’t shown myself since I grew up!”

Fu Yanle said, "Stop being shy! I'll knock you out with one punch, and when you wake up, it'll all be over!"

Du Jiuwei's eyes lit up. "Great idea!"

Seeing the two of them looking at him with sparkling eyes, Lou Beiming gave an almost inaudible chuckle and said, "No way."

Du Jiuwei stepped forward, "You!"

"What? I haven't settled accounts with you for that blow and my first time, and I won't even take photos. Isn't that magnanimous enough?" Lou Beiming narrowed his eyes slightly. "Stand over here and take your clothes off."

"Brother Beiming!" Fu Yanle quickly stood up and said somewhat awkwardly, "Should I go out first?"

Lou Beiming glanced at Du Jiuwei, whose face was flushed, and said, "Didn't you want me to let him go? Stay here and be a witness. Once he leaves this room today, I won't bother him anymore."

“…Jiu’er.” Fu Yanle turned his head, “Only those who dare to fight will win!”

Seeing that he couldn't escape, Du Jiuwei stubbornly said, "Let him out, and I'll draw whatever you want. Don't mention turtles or tortoises, you can draw dragons and phoenixes for me!"

“But I think you’ll be even more embarrassed if someone’s watching,” Lou Beiming said, shrugging. “The revenge will be more effective.”

Upon hearing this, Du Jiuwei hurriedly tugged at Fu Yanle's sleeve. Fu Yanle had a headache and was pondering how to plead for him when someone knocked on the door.

"Knock knock".

Three seconds later, the door was pushed open.

Yu Jingchen stood at the door, his tone gentle, "Brother Beiming, I'll get jealous if you let Lele see other people's butts."

Author's Note:

Chengqiangpi Xiao Fu: Let me just expose this ass!

Da Yu: ? ? ? ?