Chapter 77 Greed 20 Temptation

They really didn't run far. The lemon-yellow convertible vintage car first drove around the manor, crushing the fallen leaves, and then drove out along the tree-lined path of the manor with the housekeeper's meaningful smile on his face.

Zhou Boyang rarely put away his carefree look, mainly because he had something on his mind. He was too curious. He was curious about the fairy around him, and also about him and Zhou Boqiao. He always felt that there was something going on.

Kong Yanze was wearing a pair of sunglasses, the wind messed up his half-long black hair and his shirt collar. He leaned back in his chair, turned his head and looked at the scenery quietly.

"Well, I still don't know how to address you. I can't call you sister-in-law right now, right? Hahaha..."

Zhou Boyang made a joke to ease the silent atmosphere. It was not right to have such a quiet atmosphere after going for a drive.

"Kong Yanze."

Kong Yanze tilted his head to look at him, then interrupted his stiff laugh by saying his name. Zhou Boyang swallowed a mouthful of wind and coughed twice.

"Don't joke around." Kong Yanze blocked his mouth calmly. "That's why I won't bother with you. Next time, try to yell in front of Zhou Baiqiao."

Zhou Baiyang thought these words sounded so strange, and for a moment he began to doubt his Chinese level. What kind of insult did sister-in-law mean?

After all, a sentence in Chinese can have several meanings. Is it possible that he didn't understand the implicit meaning?

"Uh, I don't quite understand."

Zhou Baiyang said whatever he thought, and Zhou Baiqiao was about to drag him to register. China does not support same-sex marriage yet, but in their country it is not a big deal at all.

Otherwise, his mother wouldn't have rushed to kick him over to find out.

As for Kong Yanze's previous statement that he would pay him to sleep with him, Zhou Boyang thought he was joking. Isn't it obvious? A man like Zhou Boqiao would not do such a thing.

Kong Yanze looked at him with pity: "It's normal that the little foreigner can't understand Chinese."

Zhou Boyang's eyebrows jumped, and he almost drove into the woods. "Hey! I can understand this. You called me a little foreign devil, then Zhou Boqiao..."

Kong Yanze couldn't help but laugh. His laughter was light and his lips curled up, directly following up what he didn't dare to say.

"Then he is a foreign devil."

Zhou Baiyang blushed: "We are mixed-blood..." He immediately reacted and imitated Kong Yanze and said: "If you have the guts, call him like this in front of Zhou Baiqiao next time."

Kong Yanze turned his head again to look at the scenery and smiled softly.

After driving out of the manor along this tree-lined avenue, Kong Yanze smelled the scent of the ocean. Soon, his view suddenly became wider. He realized that this section of the road was on the mountainside. Looking to the side, he could see the blue sea.

"How is it? Doesn't it look good?"

Seeing that he was staring intently, Zhou Boyang slowed down the car and proudly let him watch slowly.

"There really is a sea." Kong Yanze leaned back in his chair and looked at the scenery, taking off his sunglasses. The waves were not rushing, and the sound of them rustling could be heard here, which was very comfortable.

Zhou Baiyang thought what he said was interesting. Isn't there a beach outside the manor? How come he seemed to know nothing about this place?

"This sea is connected to the beach behind the manor."

Kong Yanze smiled, and said in an ambiguous tone: "It's the first time I know there is a sea behind the manor."

Zhou Boyang let out an "ah" but before he could think about it, the subject was changed.

“Can this road go all the way to the top of the mountain?”

Zhou Baiyang turned around and saw that his brows were relaxed. The sky was clear and bright, and it was particularly fond of him, which was dazzling.

Zhou Baiyang coughed lightly and immediately answered yes.

Although it might be a bit late to drive to the top of the mountain and then come down, who would want to spoil the fun of a fairy?

You can't see the sea all the way around the mountain, but the scenery is good along the way. Zhou Boyang kept talking, listing all the delicious food, fun things to do, and beautiful scenery in Xialuo.

Kong Yanze just listened without saying anything, but he kept his head tilted and looked at him with a smile on his lips.

"What do you think?"

Zhou Boyang looked at him expectantly after he finished speaking. He had just said that he would take him to a bar where there was a whole wall of transparent glass through which one could see the outline of the snow-capped mountains behind.

Kong Yanze didn't say yes or no, he just held his face and muttered. "So this is Xialuo?"

Zhou Baiyang was busy parking the car and didn't hear clearly. He asked something subconsciously, but was interrupted by Kong Yanze again.

This place is not in the city center, but you can still see some scenery of the city in the distance. The wind is very light, and at this time of year it won’t be very cold until night.

A piano piece of music started playing and Zhou Baiyang's cell phone, which he had placed aside, started vibrating. Zhou Baiyang couldn't free his hands, so Kong Yanze glanced at it, chuckled and asked him.

"Do you want to answer it?"

Zhou Boyang was a little afraid that it was his brother who called. He couldn't guarantee that the housekeeper wouldn't tell him, or that his brother had returned early...

"Who is it?"

Kong Yanze took a quick glance and replied calmly, "I don't know him."

Zhou Boyang breathed a sigh of relief. He had given his brother a Chinese name, so if he didn't know it, he wasn't his brother. He immediately waved his hand casually, telling Kong Yanze to hang up and not to bother with it.

Kong Yanze smiled and hung up the phone directly. The three words "Zhou Baiqiao" on the screen gradually turned black.

By the time they parked the car on the top of the mountain, an orange glow had already appeared in the sky. Standing high up, they could even see the sea surface dyed like orange soda.

Mottled green shadows were cast, and the light and shadows intertwined on his profile. Kong Yanze still had his mobile phone in his hand, sitting quietly on the hood of his car, looking at the sea that smelled of orange soda, with an indescribable sense of comfort on his face.

Zhou Boyang felt very strange, because Kong Yanze looked like he had been swimming in the sea for a long time and finally lay on the shore to catch his breath. He had been here for almost a month, so why did it seem like he was seeing the scenery here for the first time?

“It’s beautiful here, thank you.”

Kong Yanze completely dispelled the aversion he had felt because he looked like Zhou Baiqiao. He thanked him with a smile and took the soda he handed over.

"You're welcome." Zhou Boyang likes to appreciate beautiful things, including beautiful scenery, art, and beautiful people. "So we are friends now?"

Kong Yanze nodded slightly, spread his hands and replied: "If you think it is, then it is."

"Then... can I ask you a question?" Zhou Boyang came closer and asked him carefully. Kong Yanze raised his chin and motioned for him to speak.

"How... did you know my brother?"

Kong Yanze smiled and answered casually: "He and my stepmother worked together to bankrupt my family, and then we met."

Zhou Baiyang let out a cry, his tone high and distorted.

"And then what?"

"Then your brother bankrupted our family. I had no money and nowhere to go. Your brother spent 20 million to buy me to sleep with him."

"Don't be ridiculous." Zhou Boyang's brows relaxed. "My brother is not a good person, but the guy behind him doesn't look like him."

The sky darkened little by little, Zhou Baiyang was immersed in gossip, completely forgetting the time, and Kong Yanze did not remind him.

Kong Yanze laughed: "Really? Then what do you think your brother is like?"

Before Zhou Boyang could think about it, his phone rang again. Kong Yanze glanced down and hung up. Zhou Boyang realized something and his face turned pale.

"Who is it?"

"It's the one who called last time." Kong Yanze's expression was too natural. Zhou Baiyang denied the answer again and continued to think about the story he told.

"Based on what I know... he bankrupted your family and took you back as a trophy. This is more likely than your case..."

Before he finished speaking, a black car suddenly appeared at the intersection. This place was close to their private estate, and few people would come here. Zhou Boyang subconsciously went to see it, and then he was so scared that he hid the soda in his hand into the car.

Kong Yanze glanced at him, smiled, patted his shoulder and said, "You really know your brother."

"What?" Zhou Baiyang was still confused.

Zhou Baiqiao was already striding over with a long windbreaker in his hand, with an unpleasant expression on his face, which scared Zhou Baiyang so much that he kept dodging.

"Damn, is it necessary? We're just going for a ride."

As he spoke, Zhou Baiqiao had already walked in front of Kong Yanze. He had not yet taken off the black and gold glasses on his nose, and the hem of his buttoned suit fluttered as he walked.

"It's my fault. I forgot to tell you that your brother locked me up in the manor."

Kong Yanze took a sip of soda and said to Zhou Boyang with a smile. Zhou Boyang understood those strange and inconsistent places in an instant.

Zhou Baiqiao saw the phone in Kong Yanze's hand at a glance, reached out to grab it and threw it back to Zhou Baiyang. Kong Yanze drank the soda slowly as if he didn't see his expression.

"It's time to go back." Zhou Baiqiao was informing, not asking for opinion.

Kong Yanze leaned against the lemon yellow old car and drank the soda in one gulp. Then he held the bottle in his hand, put on the windbreaker Zhou Baiqiao brought, and turned to smile at Zhou Baiyang who was reducing his presence.

"I am very happy today, thank you."

Zhou Baiqiao immediately hugged him and walked away, turning back to glance at Zhou Baiyang with a light look, just a slight glance at him, but Zhou Baiyang almost buried his head in his neck.

Zhou Baiyang looked at his brother, who was leaning next to him with his head down and talking about something, his face was gloomy and his brows were furrowed, and he almost forced him into the car.

Oh no, why is his brother really trying to force him?

Kong Yanze suddenly shook off his hand, and Zhou Baiqiao almost stuffed him into the car. Zhou Baiqiao held the car door with his hand and bent over a little to get in. As soon as he got in, he raised the fender to let the driver drive.

Zhou Baiqiao pulled him over by his clothes, pressed his palms on his back and held him in his arms, and his hands on his waist wrinkled his shirt.

Kong Yanze was still playing with the empty glass soda bottle, not caring at all about Zhou Baiqiao's suppressed anger.

Zhou Baiqiao snatched the bottle from his hand and threw it aside, and the glass hit it with a small noise.

"Angry?"

Kong Yanze asked this, but his tone was full of sarcasm.

"You left the manor at around four in the afternoon. I waited until around five to call you. Why didn't you answer the phone?"

Zhou Baiqiao found out about this as soon as they went out.

Zhou Baiqiao's hands slid in from under his shirt, his fingers stroking his back vigorously, and he leaned down to the side of his face and whispered.

The low and hoarse voice rubbed his eardrums, and the watch on Zhou Baiqiao's wrist made him feel cold. His body was very familiar with such teasing, and a fine numbness had already appeared, but he just sneered.

"I haven't made enough money yet, so I have no plans to run away for now."

Kong Yanze impatiently turned his head away to avoid his intimacy. Zhou Baiqiao grabbed his waist and pulled violently with his fingers. The sound of tearing cloth and the movement of rubber band being pulled was subtle but harsh.

"Say something nice, Kong Yanze, you still have time to say something nice to me now."

Kong Yanze looked at his drooping eyes, raised his eyebrows slightly, and reached out to touch the button on his collar. His fingertips were still wet with water stains left by the soda bottle.

One after another, the fabric was thin, but it was still a layer of coverage. Kong Yanze's clothes were uncovered, and there was no seductive expression on his face, but it made people more excited than any deliberate seduction.

"Mr. Zhou's high-sounding words make people laugh..."

Kong Yanze reached out and took out his tie, and the tie pin fell to the ground. Kong Yanze pulled the tie hard, causing him to bend down, and he straightened his back and drew a beautiful arc.

"Compared to nice words, this is more suitable for us."

Kong Yanze whispered and kissed his chin, causing Zhou Baiqiao to frown, tighten his arms and slightly raise his head.

Kong Yanze leaned forward, not giving an inch, and licked his chin like a kitten licking its fur. It was wet, red, and warm, with a hint of sweet soda flavor.

Zhou Baiqiao suddenly reached out and grabbed the back of his neck, lowered his eyebrows, tilted his head and bit his lips with patience, swallowing his sweet taste and breath.

Kong Yanze remained calm throughout, without closing his eyes. He pressed his legs and moved closer to him, his black eyes seeing his loss of control and intoxication.

Zhou Baiqiao suddenly separated from him, lowered his eyes and looked at the tip of his tongue connected to him by a transparent thread. The tip of his tongue was hidden back, his lips were pursed with a little flesh, and his lip beads were rolling.

Zhou Baiqiao told himself not to look anymore, but he could taste the sweet taste of the soda between his lips and tongue.

"I didn't mean that. I just wanted to talk to you."

Kong Yanze softened and obediently lay on his shoulder, kissing the bulging blue veins on his neck, opened his legs and moved casually, hearing his muffled intake of breath.

"What are you pretending to be?"

Kong Yanze just waited for him to take out his windbreaker and wrap him up, and Zhou Baiqiao kissed his forehead.

"You just threatened me, didn't you? What's the matter? Do you think I'm more reckless than you thought and let it go?"

Kong Yanze drooped his eyelashes, held the back of the chair and sat back, his brows relaxed and cold, and he quickly got out of that chaotic and unbridled desire.

He bent down to feel for a cigarette in the car, and found it after a while. He put it in his mouth without lighting it.

"Mr. Zhou, what advice do you have?"

At times like this, Zhou Baiqiao would always let him do whatever he wanted with an indulgent and doting look, and a bit of helplessness, but it was obvious that he was never tolerant.

It had been almost a month, and today was the first time he had stepped out of the manor. He finally knew where he had been taken. Zhou Baiqiao had put away his ID, bank card, and the little notebook.

At that time, he was naked and curled up in the quilt, and those things were placed on the table. Zhou Baiqiao hugged him from behind and whispered to him if he wanted it.

Every time he reached out to take it, it was a deep invasion. Kong Yanze fell heavily back onto the bed, biting his arm in despair, with Zhou Baiqiao's whispered questions in his ears.

"You want it?"

Kong Yanze shook his head wildly, and only then did he come to his senses. He never asked him to go out, and just as he wished, he could be his own prostitute.

It was also from that time that Kong Yanze became indifferent to everything.

"There's a party in a few days. I'll take you there. Then I'll drive you to the beach in the evening. Okay?"

Zhou Baiqiao pulled him over and tried to coax him, but Kong Yanze just hummed casually and was still unhappy.

"I can't refuse anyway."

Zhou Baiqiao laughed softly. He liked the way he got angry. It was better than before when he always ignored people and stared at the notebook all day long, wondering what he was thinking.

"I've been away lately. You must be bored, right?"

Kong Yanze said nothing, turning his head to watch the car drive into the manor. The sky had already set, the lights were on, and looking back he could see a hint of lemon yellow.

"You don't trust your brother either?"

"Yanze."

Zhou Baiqiao had already tidied himself up. He chuckled softly and looked at Kong Yanze, revealing his shocking possessiveness without any scruples.

"I just don't trust you."

Kong Yanze chuckled softly and said nothing, leaning back in his chair and looking at Zhou Baiqiao.

So what? What he needs least is Zhou Baiqiao's trust.

Today is just a test, he is not in a hurry.