Chapter 55 The Fake Young Master's Dog Taming Guide (31) His face remained calm...
That night, Fu Li witnessed firsthand what it meant to be "impatient," "indiscriminate in hunger," "energetic and vigorous," and "still sharp as ever."
The man, over thirty years old and experiencing his first sexual encounter, demonstrated exceptional physical prowess. Just like his first time with Yan Qibai, thanks to thorough preparation, Fu Li didn't experience much discomfort and derived ample pleasure from it.
But being good at it isn't all good.
The next day, when Fu Li sat up naked from the messy bed, rubbing her back, she grimaced and complained to the system, "Isn't everyone saying that a man's stamina decreases significantly as he gets older? How come this old man is so amazing?!"
The system didn't want to discuss this with him, and said in a very formal manner:
First of all, Xie Qiu Chen is not yet forty years old; he's in his prime and not old at all. Secondly, can you explain why you compromised so easily?! What happened to your promise that you absolutely didn't want to be penetrated by a man again?!
Hearing the system's frantic questioning, Fu Li sneered: "Ha, you're asking me? I'd like to ask you the same thing! Yesterday, Xie Qiu Chen said he'd had feelings for me for many years. And he already knew we weren't related as uncle and nephew. Putting the latter aside for now, there should have been some clues about the former. I didn't notice, and you, with your God's-eye view, really didn't see it either?"
Recalling his trip to City A a few years ago, the system fell silent, feeling guilty.
Fu Li didn't delve into it further, her tone becoming slightly lighter: "As for why I compromised, I thought about it. Rather than spending the next few decades working for foreigners here, without any savings and scrimping and saving every day, I'd rather be a freeloader who doesn't have to work. These past few days, Xie Qiu Chen has been attacking me with sugar-coated bullets. I must admit, he has indeed successfully tempted me. Anyway, with the Xie family's protection, Yan Qi Bai won't be able to find me so easily. Isn't this exactly what you wanted to see?"
At this point, Fu Li seemed to have thought of something, and her eyes rolled downwards, revealing a sharpness that was inconsistent with her public persona.
"Now that I think about it, I suspect that many things are inextricably linked to Xie Qiu Chen. He said he knew all along that I wasn't Yan He's son. So, when the Jing family suddenly approached the Yan family, was he also behind it? After all, not long after, Xie Qiu Chen took the initiative to come and say he wanted to adopt me."
"And then there's Yan Yuesheng's illegitimate son, who suddenly returned to the country and immediately tried to target Yan Qibai. Where does his confidence come from, and who gave him his connections? It was because I was pulled into Yan Yuesheng's camp that I was completely abandoned by Yan He and thrown abroad, and Xie Qiuchen happened to follow me."
"When chance becomes the norm, it is no longer chance."
The system, after hearing this, was impressed but didn't understand, and successfully shut up.
However, as an advanced artificial intelligence, the host's choice still made the system somewhat uneasy. But since headquarters hadn't responded yet, all it could do was wait in its small world.
The system had no objections, but Fu Li still had to put on an act in front of Xie Qiu Chen.
The next day he resigned from his job and left Country E with Xie Qiu Chen.
In order to fully enjoy the life of a parasite who doesn't study or work but just lies around doing whatever he wants, and to maintain the pitiful persona of being forced into this situation, Fu Li perfectly portrays a person with neurasthenia—gloomy and lethargic every day, uninterested in anything, spending all his time sleeping day and night except for mealtimes and bedroom activities with energetic old men, spending twenty out of twenty-four hours a day in bed.
One day, Xie Qiu Chen returned to the villa, only to find that Fu Li had been sleeping since the previous night. The servants dared not wake him and could only report to the villa's owner.
Xie Qiu Chen frowned. He clearly hadn't come back yesterday, nor had he bothered Fu Li, so why hadn't he woken up by noon?
The maid hesitated before suggesting, "Master, Young Master Yan has been like this lately, it seems like he has some psychological problems. Would you like to take him to see a doctor?"
Only then did the man realize with a pang of conscience that perhaps he had pushed the young man too hard, causing him to be unable to accept reality and become what he was in now.
With a slight sense of guilt, Xie Qiu Chen strode upstairs and entered the lavishly decorated, spacious, and tidy room prepared for Fu Li. The large bed was heavily surrounded by velvet curtains, like an airtight cage.
The man stepped forward and lifted the curtain.
In the dark shadows, a thin body was hidden under the covers, with only a dark head visible.
Xie Qiuchen reached out and slowly lifted a corner of the blanket. There lay a calm young man, breathing lightly like a kitten. His exquisitely sculpted face was whiter than paper, and his skin was so transparent that you could see the veins clearly. He looked as if he might disappear from the world at any moment.
Xie Qiu Chen's expression changed slightly. He didn't know when the young man had become so thin, as if he had been seriously ill. And he hadn't noticed any of this.
Seeing this, the man's heart skipped a beat, as if pricked by a needle. Without time to ponder the nature of this emotion, he reached out and gently nudged the young man's shoulder, calling his name.
"Ali, wake up."
After a long while, Fu Li's thin eyelids began to tremble, and finally opened to reveal her dark, bright, yet empty eyes.
Xie Qiu Chen's heart tightened again upon seeing this.
He said softly, "Did you stay up late last night, Ali? Why did you sleep for so long? It's past noon."
Upon hearing this, Fu Li replied indifferently, "Is it noon already? Oh, I didn't do anything, I was just too sleepy. I still am." She sounded like a lifeless rag doll.
Upon hearing this, the man's eyes revealed immense heartache and guilt.
He had the servants bring the food up, and personally helped Fu Li up, feeding him bite by bite.
The moment his hand grasped the man's waist, he was shocked to realize that the young man's body was almost entirely bone, with hardly any flesh to be felt.
Based on the servant's report, Xie Qiu Chen felt guilty but also made a decision. He said softly to the young man, "Ah Li, how about we go out for a walk this afternoon? Your uncle will come with you."
The young man didn't react to her words. In the past, if he'd heard that his uncle could spare some time to go out with him, Fu Li would have jumped into his arms with joy. But he didn't seem interested in anything like this.
Even when eating, he would take tiny bites, like someone nearing the end of their life and about to decay. After only a few bites, he would drowsily turn his head away.
Xie Qiu Chen didn't force him to finish eating, but the man's arms were trembling slightly as he stood up. This was probably the first time in his life that he had experienced such a strong emotional fluctuation.
In his initial plan, Fu Li was merely a plaything that piqued his interest for a while, something he could keep for a few years and then discard when he grew tired of her. But as time passed and years accumulated, the whim turned into an indescribable obsession, and even when he was satisfied, his interest did not wane.
Seeing the young man like this now, he felt a sense of regret. This was quite a novelty for Xie Qiu Chen, who had been cold-blooded for half his life.
However, Xie Qiu Chen didn't know that the reason Fu Li wouldn't wake up no matter how much he called was simply because he had stayed in bed playing games until the early hours of the morning and naturally couldn't get up. As for his diet, in order to perfectly portray a mentally ill patient who was depressed and on the verge of suicide, Fu Li strictly controlled his food intake. In this respect, he could practically win an Oscar for dedication.
His unmistakable appearance and voice made the man even more nervous. After the meal, Xie Qiu Chen immediately took Fu Li to a private hospital.
During the wait, the young man's ashen face stared intently at the bright sky outside the window, like a bird yearning for freedom gazing at the scene outside its cage.
After spending time alone with her doctor, Fu Li was diagnosed with moderate depression.
The doctor asked if he had recently suffered any major setbacks or been in a place that made him uneasy for a long time. Upon hearing this, Xie Qiu Chen couldn't help but feel ashamed.
He briefly explained what had happened between them, but also stated his bottom line.
"Is there any way to bring him back to normal without him leaving my side?"
In fact, the best advice for doctors is to get the patient out of the environment that makes them uncomfortable, but the hospital's primary benefactor must also try their best to meet the request.
So he could only say, "Let him go out more often, and don't always stay in a closed environment. Maybe that will help." But he couldn't guarantee that it would cure him completely.
Xie Qiuchen listened to this.
After the conversation ended, he went to the thin young man sitting on the bench in the corridor, squatted down, took the man's well-defined hand resting on his knee, and gently kissed it, looking like a devout believer.
Finally, he looked up, his sharp features framed by the sunlight streaming through the window, and said gently, "Ah Li, let's go home."
They then gently lifted the man and placed him in a wheelchair that had been prepared nearby. They carefully straightened the hem of his clothes that was hanging down by the wheels, and then pushed the wheelchair away surrounded by a group of bodyguards.
On the way back, Xie Qiuchen did not mention seeing the doctor today.
He casually ran his hands through Fu Li's soft hair, which had grown to her shoulders after months without being trimmed.
She whispered, "Ali, shall we go on a trip? Would you like to see the gardens in Country D? The gardens there are very large and very beautiful; walking in them is like being in paradise. Ali will definitely love it."
He then recounted the unique scenery of each country in detail.
Amidst his rambling yet incredibly gentle voice, Fu Li gave a soft "hmm" and drifted back to sleep.
Xie Qiuchen is a very proactive person. He went back that day and made a travel plan, entrusted the company's affairs to his confidant, and the next day he took the young man on an ocean cruise ship.
Over the course of several months, Xie Qiuchen took Fu Li on a trip around the world, a true round-the-world journey, leaving their footprints at every corner of the globe.
The effect was also very significant. This kind of life, where she could eat, drink, and have fun every day, and had a group of servants to serve her wherever she went, made Fu Li reluctant to leave. Her "depression" was cured quickly, and her attitude towards Xie Qiu Chen also softened.
Under the aurora borealis and a sky full of brilliant stars in the polar region, the man knelt on one knee and offered his sincere confession to the young man.
Fu Li neither accepted nor refused, and that night they performed the most sublime human procreation ritual in the tranquil world. The young man's voice was tender and ambiguous, like a siren with a breathtaking voice from Norse mythology, enticing the man beneath him to quicken his pace with bloodshot eyes.
Upon returning to Country M, their relationship underwent a dramatic change compared to before they left.
In Xie Qiuchen's eyes, Fu Li was his favorite child and the one he cared for the most, and she will be the love of his life.
This man, who had crawled out of a cold-blooded family, eventually fell in love with a young man fourteen years his junior, and thus tasted the bitterness of love and jealousy.
Fu Li's attitude towards Xie Qiu Chen was subtle, yet she never rejected his advances. However, she was always frustrated by the older man's constant, inappropriate jealousy, which was a minor annoyance in their relationship.
The peaceful life continued for some time. The servants in the villa had already come to regard Fu Li as another mistress. In their view, the two getting married was only a matter of time.
However, at this time, shocking news came from the country—Yan He died in a car accident on New Year's Eve. It was reported that he was with his lover at the time, and died from excessive blood loss after being pierced in the abdomen by a steel pipe from the guardrail when the car crashed into a large truck. Yan Qibai inherited the Yan family business and officially became the head of the Yan family.
Author's Note: These two chapters have been slightly revised; the end of the previous chapter has been moved to the beginning of this chapter, but the plot remains unchanged. Future updates will likely be after 11 PM.
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