Chapter 47 The Fake Young Master's Dog Taming Guide (23) After the room door closed...
At the banquet in City C, almost all the prominent figures from the political and business circles of City C were gathered here. Amidst the clinking of glasses and flickering lights, well-dressed men and women raised their wine glasses and moved around with elegant and graceful postures, exchanging pleasantries and engaging in lively conversations to build connections.
In one of the booths, a cool and elegant man sat with his legs crossed on the edge of the sofa. His handsome features were very youthful, and his sharp phoenix eyes held an unfathomable depth. His whole being exuded an aura of unapproachability, composure, and competence.
Exceptionally gifted, mature and perfect, steady and daring – these are the assessments of Yan Qibai by the business community in City C.
Across from him, a woman in a gorgeous dress smiled at him, her pretty face charming and unforgettable.
However, the man's attention was not on her. He frequently raised his hand to check the time, and finally said with a gentlemanly but apologetic look, "I'm sorry, Miss Gong, I have other matters to attend to, so I cannot keep you company any longer."
The woman immediately stood up with him and said hastily, "It's alright, Mr. Yan. Let's schedule another time..."
The man nodded politely. "If Miss Gong is interested in cooperating with us, I would naturally welcome it. Please inform my secretary directly, and he will arrange a meeting." After saying this, he bowed slightly and turned to stride towards the exit, as if he had some important matters to attend to.
"Uh, but I..." The woman wanted to stop him but didn't know what to say. She clearly meant she wanted to meet him privately, not an official invitation for collaboration. But the other person had already disappeared.
Disappointment crept onto her pretty face.
A few hours later, in a superior king room at a six-star hotel.
On the bed, two bodies were locked in a fierce battle, their deep, rough breathing like vines lingering in every corner of the room, like maggots clinging to bones, unable to dissipate for a long time.
Several pieces of clothing were scattered on the ground, some of which were the expensive and neat haute couture suits that Yan Qibai had worn to the party a few hours earlier. Now they were scattered on the carpet like rags, revealing the chaos of the scene.
After an unknown amount of time, the two stopped moving.
A deep voice asked, "Why didn't you go to the party?"
The young man below seemed speechless. He shook his sweat-dampened bangs, looked at the equally disheveled body of the man in front of him, frowned, and looked away.
He replied lazily, "What good would it do if I went? I'd still end up being dragged into a toilet stall and groped by you. Besides, I can't rely on you for everything."
As she spoke, her face, as rosy and beautiful as a rose, was alluring, and her eyes held a hint of reproach, as if she were a demon from a supernatural tale who could suck people's souls out of existence.
The man understood his words, leaned over him, and asked in a teasing tone, "So, what does Ah Li want from her brother this time? Tell me."
Fu Li raised his eyes, somewhat annoyed, and said, "I told you not to say those two words! You're not my brother!"
Yan Qibai seemed to really like calling him that in front of him, as if it added a sense of taboo and made it more exciting.
He smiled and wrapped his arm around the supple waist beside him. "In Ali's words, I seem to be the villain who forced a good woman into prostitution. But Ali clearly agreed, and she enjoyed it, didn't she?"
Fu Li gave him a cold look, letting him figure it out himself.
After a short rest, a new round is about to begin.
The young man lay back on the clean yet messy large bed, panting as he stated what he wanted: "Give me the latest investment project from head office."
The man's brows furrowed as he said, "That project is too big. I'm afraid it will be difficult for your company to handle it given its current size."
Hearing his words, the young man's previously unfocused pupils gradually regained focus, revealing a deep sense of resentment. He knew, of course, that this project was risky, but if he couldn't accomplish something significant, his father would no longer believe in him, much less give him more resources.
He couldn't help but think that if that incident hadn't been exposed, if he were still the heir of the Yan family, he would definitely have done better than Yan Qibai. Whether it was managing the company or expanding the high-tech industry, he would have countless people working for him with just a word. He wouldn't be working so hard now without anyone seeing it.
A deep resentment gathered in his dark, peach-blossom eyes, burning with a flame called ambition.
"I need that project; the rest is none of your concern. I know Father has handed over the management of the head office to you; you're in charge of this. So, tell me, is our deal still valid?"
This scene was reflected in Yan Qibai's eyes. He saw the beautiful young man gently biting his lip, his white teeth and bright red lips complementing each other. His face was filled with an expression of resentment. His teeth gently bit his bright red lower lip. It didn't seem like he was plotting anything bad, but rather like he was deliberately seducing him. Yan Qibai was instantly aroused.
Before Fu Li could say anything more, a rain of kisses fell on his lips. He could only struggle to ask between kisses, "Is it okay... um..."
After a long kiss, the man finally sat up, his gaze fixed intently on him as he looked down at him. "Do you really want it?"
Fu Li nodded resolutely.
Looking at the resolute expression on the person beneath him, Yan Qibai sighed inwardly. Actually, it would be good to let Fu Li try this time. If the young master messed up again, he would understand that he had no chance to continue to rise on his own and completely give up the idea of continuing this futile struggle.
After a moment's hesitation, Yan Qibai finally agreed to his request.
"Okay. I'll assign this project to you."
The young man was not surprised to hear his agreement, because over the years, no matter what conditions he proposed, Yan Qibai would always fulfill them. This time was no exception.
He let out a long sigh, lying loosely as if all his strength had been released, his eyelids half-closed, his eyelashes trembling slightly like butterfly wings, a completely relaxed state.
Looking at him, Yan Qibai felt a pang of pity for some reason and said softly, "Ali, I hope you will act within your limits and not overwork yourself."
Fu Li, however, seemed completely unmoved by this, coldly replying, "You be careful too, don't overwork yourself to death."
The man chuckled softly, and soon, his deep, long breaths echoed back into the room.
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The next morning, before the sun had pierced the clouds and the sky was beginning to lighten, the sound of a cell phone alarm woke the two people who were sleeping in each other's arms on the big bed.
The handsome young man broke free from the man's strong arms, sleepily turned off the ringer, stretched his stiff and weak body, and then began to put on his clothes.
Behind him, Yan Qibai also opened his eyes and sat up.
Habitually stroking the young man's right arm, feeling the delicate, smooth texture of his palm, she asked with some dissatisfaction, "Ah Li is leaving so early? Won't you stay with me a little longer? Where are you going?"
Fu Li replied casually, "Of course I should go to work at this time. It's a two-hour drive to the company, so I definitely need to leave early."
A hint of helplessness flickered in Yan Qibai's eyes: "Taking a day off won't hurt. You were too tired last night, so please take the day off today..."
Fu Li firmly refused: "I've only just taken office as general manager. How can I convince my employees if I don't go?! Especially at this time!"
At this moment, Yan Qibai couldn't help but regret agreeing to Fu Lijin's request to become a senior executive in his company just for a night of passion.
However, when the young man was about to leave immediately, he still got up to tidy up Fu Li's clothes. Even though he was still shirtless, he combed Fu Li's hair meticulously, as if he were still the noble and proud young master he used to be.
He loved to personally style and dress Fu Li during their university years, and his skills haven't diminished even now. This makes Fu Li wonder if he was born with a particular fondness for serving others.
Yan Qibai gazed intently at the impeccably groomed young man in the mirror, who was as perfect as a work of art. Then he lowered his head and kissed him on the ear: "Be careful on the road. Take my car later; the driver is already waiting in the garage. Don't worry, I don't drive that car often, so no one will suspect our relationship."
Those eyes, usually cold and sharp, were now filled with affection when they looked at Fu Li, making her seem like the perfect lover.
Fu Li nodded, didn't say thank you, and left with her things.
After the door closed, all the tenderness on the man's face vanished instantly, replaced by a cold and calm demeanor. He turned around, glanced at the messy scene in the room, but his dark eyes remained completely undisturbed.
After that person left, the evidence of that passionate night no longer retained any warmth, just like Yan Qibai's heart returning to coldness and desolation.
He put on his slightly wrinkled coat and walked to the window, his gaze fixed on the road in front of the hotel until a familiar car sped out of the street, at which point he looked away.
He sat back down on the sofa, his dark, abyss-like eyes staring straight at the ceiling. Then he reached out and made a grabbing motion in the air, as if trying to grasp something.
At this moment, he muttered to himself, "Ah Li, Ah Li, when will you finally become completely mine?"
"You know perfectly well that you're not good at anything, yet you insist on doing it. Is it because you don't want to stay by my side?"
"It's okay, one day you'll realize that you can't live without me."
"I hope that day isn't too far away."
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Fu Li walked into the company, greeting everyone he met with a standard smile. His handsome and gentle face made him very popular, and many female colleagues had given him flowers.
In response, Fu Li asked the system, "If I find a girl here and start a relationship, it won't disrupt the plot, right?"
Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, the system remained silent for a moment before replying: [Based on analysis, this approach by the host will only cause negative effects. Therefore, my conclusion is that it's best not to.]
After pondering for a while, it said: "Furthermore, deceiving girls into believing they are lesbians is a serious violation of public order and morality."
Fu Li's forehead veins bulged as he smiled and said, "Who said I'm lying to people about being gay?! Is it too much to ask for a normal romantic relationship?!"
Thinking of the sacrifices of the two world hosts, the system paused for a moment, then promised him: "You'll have the opportunity to have a normal romance in the world to come."
With the system's guarantee, Fu Li stopped thinking about anything else and politely declined the advances of his female colleagues. He was unaware that everything was under someone's surveillance, and if he dared to overstep any boundaries, he would face an extremely cruel punishment.
Fu Li spent the entire morning in her office on her computer, waiting for Yan Qibai to send over the project plan he had promised. She grew increasingly irritable, even biting her nails, wondering if that bastard Yan Qibai had forgotten.
Finally, around noon, the project was sent to his email. After carefully reviewing it, the young man showed a satisfied expression and hurriedly contacted the project company.
Little did they know that all of this was under Yan Qibai's control.
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