Chapter 89: Bring your lover to the meeting?
Lai Yun's eyelids trembled slightly, and the smell of disinfectant first rushed into his nose.
The incandescent light made her squint her eyes, and then she could see Shen Qingze leaning on a metal chair beside the bed, his slender fingers tapping his knees unconsciously.
"Why am I... here?"
Her voice was hoarse, and she tried to stand up, but Shen Qingze raised his hand to stop her, signaling her not to get up yet.
Shen Qing raised his eyes and swept his gaze across her face, smiling.
"Maybe I'm too tired lately."
He paused, his fingertips stroking the wrinkles of his cuffs.
"Do you remember what happened before you fainted?"
Lai Yun held down his throbbing temples, and his memories were like crumpled rice paper, with only fragments flying all over the sky.
"My head is so confused...I can't think of anything."
It seems that Lai Yun has forgotten whether he discovered that he was not alive or not, which is a good thing for him.
He also saved himself the trouble of explaining everything to Lai Yun.
Shen Qingze's tense shoulders suddenly relaxed, and when he stood up and adjusted his clothes, he brought with him a faint scent of sandalwood.
"Take a good rest. Only after you have rested can you handle the case."
Lai Yun nodded. She really felt her mind was in a mess now. There were many fragmented memories colliding in her mind.
"Sorry to bother you, Counselor Shen."
Shen Qing walked to the door and turned back. The moonlight shone through the blinds, casting a pattern of light and dark on his face.
"If anything goes wrong, feel free to contact me."
The door hinges creaked softly, and the footsteps in the corridor gradually disappeared into the silence.
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The strange smell mixed with the humid air stagnated in the closed conference room. A faint red light came from the corner of the wall, distorting the figures of Ye Xiang and Xiao Qihao.
Xiao Qihao leaned his back against the edge of the conference table, the cold metal corner hurting him.
His wrists were rubbed red by the hemp rope, and the tape on his mouth almost stuck to his entire face.
Ye Xiang's bony fingers hooked around his neck and pulled him closer to her.
When the warm breath swept across his red earlobe and the moist lips brushed his Adam's apple, Xiao Qihao couldn't help but tremble.
"Don't move."
The voice with laughter was wrapped with a faint smell of blood.
"We have a distinguished guest coming in half an hour. Be a good human ornament and I will untie you when we get back."
The hemp rope was suddenly tightened, and Xiao Qihao staggered and fell into the other person's arms.
Ye Xiang bit the tip of his ear and rubbed it gently, while her palm moved along his back.
"If you make any noise——"
The last sound faded away in the grinding of teeth, and faint footsteps were heard outside the meeting room.
Ye Xiang suddenly grabbed his waist, and the tip of her tongue moved up along his jawline, whispering behind his ear:
"But it's not as simple as just tying it up."
Xiao Qihao lowered his eyes and stared at his knees. The red marks left by the hemp rope on his wrists became hot as Ye Xiang's fingertips moved.
When the other party deliberately kneaded the soft flesh on his waist, the muffled groan from his throat was muffled by the tape and turned into a broken whimper.
Ye Xiang chuckled triumphantly and rubbed the protruding joints of his collarbone with his fingertips.
Suddenly, the sound of a metal door lock turning pierced the stagnant air.
The blinding white light suddenly poured down, and Xiao Qihao subconsciously tilted his head and closed his eyes.
After adjusting to the light, he discovered that this so-called conference room was much more spacious than he had imagined.
The dark green sofa they were leaning on was like an isolated island. In the large shadow behind them, chains were hanging upside down on the rusty iron frame, nail boards and maces were shining coldly, and the pottery jars stacked in the corner seemed to be soaked in some turbid liquid.
“Do you know these collections?”
Ye Xiang's warm breath swept past his ears, and her fingertips slid down his tense back.
"You almost ruined my business last time,"
The ending sound is wrapped with a dangerous low laugh.
"I'm worried that I won't have a chance to try out these new toys."
Panic flashed across Xiao Qihao's eyes. He could clearly see rotten flesh and even coagulated black blood hanging from it.
No wonder there has been an indescribable disgusting smell here since Ye Xiang brought him in.
The door of the conference room burst open. The tall and thin man who rushed in first caught a glimpse of Xiao Qihao being held in Ye Xiang's arms. His cloudy eyes lit up instantly, and his hand with dark red stains between his nails stretched out impatiently.
"Hey! Why did Brother Ye bring this little cutie with him..."
Ye Xiang sneered, a cold light flashed, and the dagger accurately pierced into the opponent's feet.
"Yao Tailing, I warned you, if it happens again, don't blame me for turning my back on you."
Yao Tailing stopped and stepped aside with a flattering smile.
"I know, I know. Why are you so angry?"
Ye Xiang snorted, and the hand around Xiao Qihao's waist tightened a little.
The two or three men in black robes who stepped in afterwards looked straight ahead, nodded respectfully, and sat on both sides. The black mist surrounding them condensed into strange totems, indicating their submission to Ye Xiang.
A few more old men came in. They looked normal. After greeting Ye Xiang and Yao Tailing, they also found empty sofas nearby and sat down.
Xiao Qihao observed calmly and almost understood that their seats were arranged according to the rank of their officials.
He, Ye Xiang, and Yao Tailing were sitting in the front executive seats.
Ye Xiang said that he was the leader of this organization.
Then the old men who had just come in sat in a circle around the side, which should be the position of managers.
Further back, there are empty seats for the subordinates that each person brings with him.
There is only one single seat available at the front.
Xiao Qihao frowned silently, sensing a sense of crisis.
Just as everyone sat down and talked for a while, Renly walked in as the last bell rang.
He had changed into new clothes and seemed to be in a good mood.
There were faintly shiny lines on the hem of the black dress, and a lazy smile on the corner of his mouth.
Someone joked,
"Where are you going to have fun, master? Why are you here so late?"
Renly raised an eyebrow, toying with a cinnabar bell on his fingertips. As the bell rang, he said nonchalantly,
"I'm going to do the job assigned by my master, and by the way,"
He paused, a hint of interest flashed in his eyes, especially when he saw Xiao Qihao beside Ye Xiang.
"I met an interesting person."
The tip of his scarlet tongue swept across his upper lip, as if savoring something, causing everyone in the room to cast curious glances at him.
Lanli walked to the front and sat down. His eyes lingered on Xiao Qihao for a moment, then he teased Ye Xiang,
"Xiao Ye, why did you bring your lover to the meeting? Are you so reluctant to let him go?"
Ye Xiang raised the corners of his mouth, but his eyes did not show a smile.
"You may not know, my lover likes to sneak away. I'm afraid that when I come back later, even his shadow will be gone."
Yao Tailing smacked his lips in displeasure, especially when he saw Renly's look of sudden realization.
He originally thought that Renly would also be interested in that boy. As long as he said so, Ye Xiang would have to give in. Then he could take advantage of the situation and maybe get his hands on him.
Unexpectedly, Renly only responded twice, as if thinking about something, and then there was no more.
Yao Tailing looked at Xiao Qihao curled up in Ye Xiang's arms, his eyes becoming more unwilling and greedy.
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