Chi Fang x Cheng Qingsong ①
When Chi Fang was dragged in front of Cheng Qingsong, two buttons on his shirt popped off, his left eye was bruised and swollen, and he looked extremely disheveled.
He was shoved hard to the ground, facing a pair of gleaming black leather shoes.
Chi Fang looked up and saw the owner of the leather shoes sitting high on the luxurious sofa, a cigarette between his fingers, the smoke slowly drifting upwards, blurring half of his face.
Almost simultaneously, Qiao Huan was also thrown over. Staggering and still unsteady, he scrambled forward and grabbed Cheng Qingsong's leg, crying, "Qingsong! He seduced me! It really wasn't me who initiated it, he just clung to me!"
Cheng Qingsong didn't look at him, but with a slight push of his foot, Qiao Huan was kicked far away like a rag doll.
Chi Fang's body trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat instantly soaked his collar. It's over, completely over.
Cheng Qingsong was a notorious local tyrant in this area, with connections in both the legitimate and criminal worlds. He was ruthless and vicious in handling matters, using methods so cruel they could leave people bruised and battered.
Just thinking about those rumors sent chills down Chi Fangguang's spine; he feared he was really going to die here this time.
“Raise your head,” Cheng Qingsong said.
Chi Fang gritted his teeth and slowly raised his head. Through the swirling smoke, he could see Cheng Qingsong's face clearly; his eyes were dark and emotionless.
"You're the one who slept with that slut?" Cheng Qingsong took a drag of his cigarette, and the ash gently fell onto Chi Fang's hand, burning him and making him shudder.
Chi Fang's lips trembled violently, and it took him a long time to squeeze out the word "yes" through his teeth, while in his heart he cursed both Qiao Huan and himself.
Damn it, I've had the worst luck imaginable!
Cheng Qingsong had been away on a trip for the past few days, and who knew that Qiao Huan, unable to bear the loneliness, would take the initiative to seduce him. With such a beautiful woman offering herself up, her eyes sparkling with desire, and her fingertips deliberately brushing against the back of his hand as she spoke, how could Chi Fang possibly resist?
He was clinging to a sliver of hope, not caring that these were his boss's men, only thinking about getting it over with quickly. But the two had barely taken off their clothes and were embracing, not even having time to put on condoms, when the door was kicked open, and Cheng Qingsong's henchmen appeared out of nowhere, dragging them out like dead dogs.
Who knew Cheng Qingsong would suddenly come back!
"Which district are you from?" Cheng Qingsong exhaled a smoke ring.
The smell of tobacco and cold air hit Chi Fang's face, making him cough. "West, West District... working for Brother Leopard."
“Oh, Old Leopard,” Cheng Qingsong replied slowly. “He certainly knows how to teach his underlings; they dare to touch anything.”
Cheng Qingsong's gaze swept over him, then fell on Qiao Huan, who was curled up against the wall, and finally stopped on the ambiguous red mark on Qiao Huan's neck. A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "How far have we gone?"
"It was just... just a hug..."
Do you think I believe that?
"Brother Song! I was a bastard, it's all my fault. Please give me a chance to make amends, I promise I will..."
Cheng Qingsong ignored what he said after that, and simply raised his chin at him, ordering in a flat tone: "Take off your pants."
Chi Fang's face turned pale instantly, but when he met Cheng Qingsong's cold eyes, he didn't dare to resist at all and could only untie his belt with trembling hands.
Cheng Qingsong glanced down at him, raised an eyebrow, then lifted his foot and stomped hard on him with the sole of his leather shoe. Chi Fang arched his back instantly in pain, letting out a suppressed cry of agony.
"Looks pretty good," Cheng Qingsong said with a hint of amusement, his foot pressing down harder. "No wonder that bitch came looking for you."
Qiao Huan, who had been called a slut, started to sob, but Cheng Qingsong gave her a cold look. Immediately, someone stepped forward and slapped Qiao Huan twice, making her cheeks red and swollen, and her crying stopped abruptly.
Chi Fang grimaced in pain, veins bulging on his forehead, which was red and swollen from being stepped on, and a burning pain emanated from it.
After stomping on him enough, Cheng Qingsong slowly withdrew his foot, looking down at Chi Fang on the ground, and said in a light tone: "Don't you like having affairs? Then do it for me right now."
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