Chapter 56 The Fake Young Master's Dog Taming Guide (32) As he spoke, his eyes...
Xie Qiuchen hasn't returned for three days.
Fu Li sat in the glass pavilion, her slender fingers gently tapping the porcelain teacup in front of her. She wondered if she had offended the man by casually calling him an "old man" a few days ago. If she lost this long-term meal ticket, she would be at a huge loss.
Just then, a blond, blue-eyed male servant dressed in a butler's uniform entered and reported, "Mr. Yan, the master has returned."
A barely perceptible flicker of excitement flashed in Fu Li's eyes. He immediately stood up and was escorted away from the pavilion by a large group of servants.
In front of the European-style gate, a well-dressed, handsome man got out of the car, looking travel-worn. A cheerful figure rushed into his arms like a horse that had broken free of its reins.
"Uncle!" The clear voice was as crisp and melodious as a silver bell.
The man's slightly tired eyes were cleared, revealing a rare tenderness.
"Is Ali doing well at home? Is she bored?"
The young man in his arms rubbed against his chest like a child, and said with a touch of arrogance, "Of course I'll be bored! Why are you only coming back now?" Two years had passed, but the way the two usually interacted was still like that of uncle and nephew.
Xie Qiuchen's angular face showed a kind of doting expression. He put his arm around Fu Li's waist, gently pinched his stomach, and said, "Something came up at the company... Why does it look like Ah Li has lost weight again? You can't be picky about food like before."
Fu Li pouted as if dissatisfied, but was actually somewhat taken aback by the weariness Xie Qiuchen exuded.
"Something happened to the Xie family?"
The system also picked up on this, commenting: "Logically, since the male lead has already taken over the Yan family, in the original plot he should be joining forces with Xie Qiu Chen, and their business should be thriving."
Unbeknownst to Yi Tong, Yan Qibai had indeed taken complete control of the Yan family, but almost immediately launched a business war against the Xie family, causing a series of troubles in taxation, funding, and connections. Otherwise, even someone as shrewd and cunning as Xie Qiuchen would not have found it so difficult.
And he had only one goal---
In the living room, Xie Qiu Chen made a cup of tea and sat on the spacious sofa, casually asking Fu Li, "A Li, you know that Yan He is dead, right? Yan Qi Bai has taken over the family group."
Fu Li shrugged. "I know. Are you planning to go back to China for the funeral?" His nonchalant attitude made it seem as if the two people he was talking about had absolutely nothing to do with him.
However, this is understandable. Ever since Yan He cruelly forced him to choose between drowning and faking his death, disregarding their decades-long father-son relationship, Yan Fuli no longer considered him his father.
As for Yan Qibai, he's like a mad dog in heat, needless to say.
Seeing his calm demeanor, Xie Qiuchen felt somewhat relieved.
Her gaze softened slightly, and she continued, "The situation both domestically and internationally isn't good right now. In particular, Yan Qibai has begun purging the former elders of the Yan family, and even Yan Yuesheng and his mother in J country have been affected, showing a willingness to use any means necessary. Moreover, he's still searching for your whereabouts. So, Ali, you still need to be careful."
Upon hearing this, Fu Li frowned, her delicate features as beautiful as an angel's. "Could he have found out I'm here?"
He and Yan Yuesheng did that thing together. Although he was somewhat forced by circumstances, he was afraid that Yan Yuesheng, that coward, would push all the blame onto him.
Seeing his slightly furrowed brows, Xie Qiuchen gently patted his back and comforted him, "Don't worry, Ali. Have you forgotten? I swore I would protect you forever. However, it's best for Ali to stay at home during this time and try not to go out. That's the safest way."
Fu Li nodded, seemingly not taking it to heart.
In the dead of night, the silvery moonlight streamed into the room, spreading out a light, silvery curtain on the floor. Through the gaps in the curtains, one could glimpse a broad, tall figure kneeling on the bed, head bowed low, constantly licking and nibbling at something.
Beneath him lay a mature, supple, and alluring body. The body's owner adopted a languid posture, looking down at the man working upon her with a disdainful gaze, as if he were the one giving orders and reveling in it all.
After the round ended, the two lay on the bed to rest, panting heavily.
Suddenly, Xie Qiu Chen asked abruptly, "Will Ali think I'm too old?"
Faced with the man's question, Fu Li was caught off guard. He blinked, paused for a moment, and said, "Why do you ask that? In my eyes, my uncle is the best. Who is younger than you who has achieved as much as my uncle? Besides, my uncle is by no means weak." He laughed at the end, and his tone seemed genuine.
However, this was always a troubling matter for Xie Qiuchen.
He knew that Fu Li was much younger than him, and the age gap between them could not be bridged by his one-sided, passionate love.
The reason they argued last time was that Fu Li got too close to a young white boy at a party. The latter's youthful face and deep green eyes, like a pond full of duckweed, made Xie Qiu Chen feel a deep sense of crisis.
He couldn't imagine what he would do if Fu Li cheated on him with someone else because he was too old. He wouldn't even have a reason to blame Fu Li. Because wanting a younger partner who was worthy of him was perfectly natural.
Xie Qiuchen never imagined that he would ever experience such anxiety and uncertainty.
In his mind, Fu Li deserved the best of everything in the world, including a partner. This thought deeply wounded his inner inferiority complex, and he became increasingly jealous.
At this moment, Fu Li gently reached out and lightly grasped the hand covered with calluses that had been placed across her body on the soft bed, slowly stroking the lines on it.
Her voice was soft: "I will never dislike my uncle."
Only after receiving the young man's assurance did the man's anxiety subside, and he closed his eyes, holding the person in his arms as he fell into a deep sleep.
Fu Li said she would listen to Xie Qiu Chen and stay at home recently, but the villa was just too boring.
Xie Qiuchen happened to be away that day, so he led a large group of people out to stroll around the nearby commercial street.
He figured with so many bodyguards around, nothing unexpected should happen.
However, he was proven wrong in less than three hours.
He walked into a dimly lit bar, ordered a specialty drink, and then went into the bar's restroom. However, in that brief moment, several people, who seemed to have been lying in wait, used a handkerchief soaked in a sedative to knock him unconscious. Fu Li didn't even have time to scream before he passed out.
Then, those people dismantled the tiny ventilation window in the bathroom, and somehow managed to avoid the surveillance cameras before driving away.
When Fu Li opened his eyes again, the scene before him made him feel dizzy.
He was in a well-furnished room with a simple yet luxurious decor that looked somewhat familiar.
A thought immediately flashed through his mind—who brought him to this place?
At that moment, he felt a heavy weight on his body, as if something was pressing down on his chest.
Fu Li looked down sharply. He saw a tall man kneeling before him, his broad shoulders casting a shadow over the young man's waist. The man leaned down, licking Fu Li's smooth, white skin like a pervert, as if he were a delicious cream cake.
Fu Li was immediately horrified and screamed, "Ah!!!"
"Ah Li is awake." A familiar and clear voice rang out. He raised his head, revealing a handsome and striking face, with sharp, chiseled features that seemed to have been carved by a knife and axe, gazing at him with deep affection.
Fu Li's heart skipped a beat, and she called out the person's name: "Yan Qibai?!"
Seeing that he had woken up, the man stopped moving, knelt up, revealing his lean physique and strong, muscular waist. Two years had passed, and he had become much thinner; his former spiritedness had settled into a somber, profound aura that made one's heart tighten.
The atmosphere became somewhat tense, but Fu Li was more concerned about something else than this: "What are you doing?!"
Yan Qibai stuck out his bright red tongue and licked the corner of his lips, as if savoring the delicious taste from just now.
A cynical, twisted, and eerie smile played on his lips: "Of course, I'm cleaning Ali up. Although I gave Ali a bath once after we got home, the thought of Xie Qiu Chen touching you makes me feel like I can't get her clean no matter what."
"But it doesn't matter, as long as Ali is re-tainted by my scent, she will become clean again."
Seeing the ferocious smile on his face, Fu Li's eyes widened. Anger overcame fear, and she kicked the man. However, due to the effects of the drug, the kick was weak and felt like a gentle breeze.
He roared, "Are you a dog?! Get off me!"
Yan Qibai seemed not to hear, and produced a handcuff from somewhere. With a "click," he cuffed Fu Li's hands and held them above his head to prevent him from escaping.
Fu Li tried to struggle to get up, but her limbs were weak and powerless, and she could only wriggle like a caterpillar.
Yan Qibai knelt on either side of the young man, gazing down at him with an air of superiority. His eyes swept over the fair face, the bright peach blossom eyes, and the slightly red earlobes that looked like dangling agate. Gradually, an indescribable pleasure blossomed within him.
"Ali, don't move around. There's one last step in the cleaning. After that, Ali will be clean again."
As he spoke, his hands slowly moved down and grasped Fu Li's inner thighs, lifting them upwards. Fu Li's two fair and slender legs struggled restlessly, but Yan Qibai paid no attention. His narrowed wolf eyes looked at him casually, as if admiring a delicious sacrifice.
He said gently, "Brother has been refraining from touching Ali, waiting for her to wake up so he can share the joy of our reunion with you. That's wonderful."
A look of terror flashed in Fu Li's eyes. He already knew what was about to happen, and he shouted, "This is rape!"
Yan Qibai ignored him, a sharp, dark light flashing in his eyes.
He gently comforted her, "Ah Li, just bear with it. As long as this place is also tainted with my scent, Ah Li will be completely cleansed."
"ah!!!"
Fu Li painfully tilted her head back, her toes curling up in agony.
However, his screams did not elicit any pity from the man, who began to act like a pile driver.
For a moment, Fu Li had lost consciousness. He looked up at the ceiling hopelessly, his pupils unfocused in his agate-like peach blossom eyes, saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, his porcelain-white skin swaying back and forth, seemingly glowing under the light, like a lifeless rag doll.
"Why..." After a long silence, a broken voice mixed with a groan came out.
Yan Qibai continued working persistently, and overheard his words in the gaps between his actions.
"What did Ali say?"
His tone was so gentle, like that of a kind and approachable older brother, but his body movements were incessant, cold and cruel.
A series of broken syllables escaped Fu Li's lips as she asked haltingly, "...Is it because...two years ago, I...betrayed...you...that you want...revenge against me..."
A sorrowful look, like that of someone admiring their own reflection, flickered in Yan Qibai's eyes. "Ali, do you think I'm taking revenge on you because of that incident?"
"You've got it wrong. The reason I did this is, of course, because I love you."
"Love me?" Fu Li's voice was so weak it was almost imperceptible, yet it carried a strange hint of sarcasm.
Yan Qibai opened his mouth, and in his narration, the truth from two years ago was pieced together frame by frame.
"Ah Li is such an idiot. How could I not have noticed when you left my arms? I know what Ah Li filmed in the study, and I know what you're planning to do. I just didn't intend to stop you. I was just going to teach you a lesson one last time."
“This was originally just a bit of fun between us. But without my knowledge, Yan He made a deal with Xie Qiu Chen, secretly sending you abroad and even spreading false news of your death to mislead me. Later, he even tried to prevent me from finding you, attempting to control me by using his position as your father.”
“Ah Li, do you know how much pain I’ve suffered these past two years without seeing you? I miss you every single day, and you’re in all my dreams. For over a year, I didn’t hear a single word from you. Ah Li, you’re so heartless. I searched for you like crazy back home, I even considered draining the river to make sure you were really dead. But I never imagined you would be abroad, and that old bastard Xie Qiu Chen would take advantage of you.”
"Do you know how I felt when I saw those photos of you two together? It felt like my heart was being slowly ripped apart by a dull knife, it hurt so much. We've been together for so many years, don't you even pity me?"
"These past two years, you and Xie Qiu Chen have been traveling everywhere, doing all sorts of things. Have you ever thought of me even for a moment?"
Why would you love him more than me?!
As he spoke, the man's eyes turned dark red, and his hysterical voice filled every nerve in Fu Li's body.
He didn't know how Yan Qibai had spent the past two years, nor did he know the extent to which that person's obsession with him had penetrated to the bone, which even Yan He found alarming.
After Yan He died in the accident, Yan Qibai was completely free of obstacles. He investigated the matter thoroughly and almost immediately launched a frenzied attack on the companies under the Xie family, even targeting Xie Qiuchen's overseas companies.
He had been lurking and waiting for the right opportunity to finally reclaim his beloved prey.
Now, the adorable rabbit has fallen back into the spider web trap, and a long punishment awaits him, at the cost of his freedom.
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