Zhou Rui was led out of the company by He Muchen. The driver, Xiao Liu, saw his young master's hand in the car, holding the hand of that crazy young man from that day.
He looked surprised and said: Young Master, you really have your eye on that crazy young man?
Sigh! Young master, if you like someone, just like them. Can't you be a little more restrained? It's too conspicuous in public. Aren't you afraid of being photographed?
The driver, Xiao Liu, only let go of the young man's hand after watching his young master get into the car. He wanted to sigh but forced himself to hold it back. He drove silently ahead, watching everyone drive by without saying a word.
As the car pulled into the apartment building, Zhou Rui got out to open the car door for He Muchen, but before he could, He Muchen straddled his long legs, got out of the car, and opened the door for himself. Zhou Rui got out of the car, feeling embarrassed.
As the two men got off the bus and drove away, driver Xiao Liu finally let out a sigh, muttering to himself in the car:
"Sigh! Is this still his young master? He's clearly just that crazy young man's lackey!"
"This isn't a young man going to see a doctor, it's clearly a young master going to see a doctor."
The driver, Xiao Liu, muttered to himself in the car for a long time while waiting for them in the underground parking garage of the apartment building. Suddenly, his phone rang, and he felt a chill as he looked at the caller ID.
He was on the phone with a furrowed brow when a deep voice came from the other end: "After you drop off Mu Chen, come over."
The driver, Xiao Liu, was pale, and his hand holding the phone was trembling. The other party heard him say "hmm" and then hung up.
He Muchen and Zhou Rui entered the apartment. In the walk-in closet, He Muchen deliberately gestured and asked Zhou Rui which outfit looked better.
Actually, he had already decided what to wear tomorrow; he just wanted to spend more time with Zhou Rui in this small space.
"Little Rui Rui, can you help me see which one looks better on me?"
Zhou Rui stood to the side and muttered to herself, "My husband looks good in anything, but he looks even better without clothes."
Because Zhou Rui spoke too softly, He Muchen didn't hear him. He Muchen leaned down, bringing his face close to Zhou Rui's, until there was only a finger's width between them.
"Rui Rui, what are you saying? I didn't hear you just now. Now I'm a little closer, tell me again which one looks better."
In this cramped walk-in closet, Zhou Rui was suddenly brought close by this man. He could feel his breath on his face, which was a little ticklish. His face flushed as he said:
You look good in anything.
He Muchen looked at Zhou Rui, who was blushing, and stroked his smooth hair, smiling indulgently as he teased him:
"But I think I look pretty good even without wearing it."
As Zhou Rui listened to He Muchen reveal his true feelings, he wondered if He Muchen had mind-reading abilities, or if he had overheard what he had just said.
Her face burned like a furnace, growing hotter and hotter. She could only lower her head, not daring to look He Muchen in the eye, afraid that he would discover that she also agreed with his thoughts.
He Muchen looked at Zhou Rui, whose face was extremely red and who was keeping his head down without saying a word, smiled gently, rubbed his head, and then took the clothes he would wear tomorrow and left the dressing room.
He couldn't stay here with Zhou Rui any longer; he was afraid he would lose control and frighten the little white rabbit.
Just like his sister said, he shouldn't scare the little white rabbit away; he still wanted to fatten it up a bit before eating it.
When Zhou Rui saw He Muchen walk out of the dressing room, his legs went weak and he leaned against the wardrobe. The images in his mind were too much to bear. He patted his head to stop himself from thinking nonsense.
After calming down for a while and stopping his mind from wandering, Zhou Rui took a deep breath and walked out of the dressing room.
He Muchen looked at the dazed Zhou Rui, whose face was still slightly flushed, and tried to ease the awkwardness:
"You don't need me to pack your clothes, do you?"
Zhou Rui then realized that he was now his husband's assistant and was going to G City with He Muchen. He had almost forgotten, so he quickly packed the clothes he needed to bring.
Looking at Zhou Rui's flustered state, He Muchen found Zhou Rui increasingly adorable.
After they finished packing, they got into the car, and the driver, Xiao Liu, took them to the airport.
*
Driver Xiao Liu drove the car to the villa of He Jingshen, who had just called him. He Jingshen sat on the sofa with his long, thin legs crossed, looking down at his phone.
Driver Xiao Liu took a deep breath and opened the villa door with trembling hands.
The man, sitting on the sofa with a deep voice, slightly raised his eyes and looked at him with an unhappy expression:
"Liu Qi, you've gotten quite bold these days, daring to come so late."
Because Ho King-sun knew what time his brother's flight was and how long it would take to get from the airport to his villa, it was obvious that he would be half an hour late today.
Liu Qi's trembling vocal cords produced a stammering voice: "There are too many red lights on the road."
Hearing his explanation, the man sitting on the sofa wearing gold-rimmed glasses frowned slightly.
She slowly lowered her crossed legs, and unhurriedly got up and walked to him.
She pinched his chin, cupped his face, and gently stroked his lips with her slender fingers.
"Now you're quite good at finding excuses. It's because we've put you in that glamorous entertainment industry for too long, and you've become lawless."
Liu Qi swallowed hard, his body trembling involuntarily. He knew all too well what kind of person He Jingshen, with his refined appearance, was.
No, he's not human, he's a devil, a devil who torments himself when he's unhappy.
Ho King-sun, the second son of the Ho family, is a professor in the mathematics department of University A. Unlike the other two young masters of the Ho family, he appears to be friendly and easygoing with everyone, but in reality, he is an extreme control freak with special fetishes.
Liu Qi and He Jingshen met at school. He Jingshen was Liu Qi's senior, and He Jingshen regarded him as his plaything the moment he saw him.
These two people, who were from completely different worlds, were entangled for eight years. In order to treat his sister's illness, he signed a devil's contract with Ho King-sun.
When Liu Qi first moved into this house, he never imagined that the elegant, refined, and friendly senior was actually an extreme pervert.
He can't escape now, because he tried to escape before, but this pervert caught him again. So now he's just given up and won't try to escape anymore.
When he received his call today, he felt a chill run down his spine, knowing that tonight would be another sleepless night.
Ho King-sun looked at the unresponsive toy, his face clearly showing his displeasure:
"What are you thinking about? You're spacing out in front of me. Have you found someone else?"
"Which other buyer can offer as much as I can?"
Liu Qi snapped out of his daze and forced a smile onto his face:
"I haven't looked for another job. The second young master treats me so well, why would I look for another job?"
Ho King-sun released his grip on his chin and patted his cheek:
"Good to know. Hurry up and go wash up. Your clothes are on the bed. Wash them and put them on."
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