Yi Mu still remembers when they first met, Qi Zhen tried his best to show that he was no different from everyone else, but the arrogance of a rich young master was impossible to hide, and his little thoughts were easy to guess.
Now, this young man has completely shed his childish appearance, his features are more defined, and his sharpness is about to be revealed.
It's a good seedling, but unfortunately it doesn't have a big tree to protect it now, so it looks a bit pitiful.
But Yi Mu was also pitiful back then. What did Qi Zhen and Fan Yang do? They joined forces to squeeze him out without hesitation.
If it weren't for them, why would those people in the group be gossiping behind his back, calling him a gigolo who lives off women?
If Yi Mu really was just a gigolo who depended on Deng Zhi for survival, he would probably be played to death by the two of them halfway through the journey.
What goes around comes around. There's no reason why he should let this kid go just because he's in a high position now.
Yi Mu narrowed his eyes slightly and asked earnestly, "Do you know which animal in this world is most loyal to humans?"
Qi Zhen's expression stiffened. Aren't dogs the most loyal to humans?
Yi Mu rolled out of bed and casually waved to him.
Qi Zhen clenched his fist, his lips twitching for a long time, before walking towards Yi Mu.
Yi Mu sat on the edge of the bed, his tall frame blocking out a third of the light in the narrow room.
Yimu said, "You're blocking the light."
Qi Zhen moved aside a little and suddenly noticed that Yi Mu's gaze was strange.
He was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening, and his face turned ashen.
Yi Mu didn't speak, but just smiled and looked at him.
He wanted to see where this kid's bottom line was.
Dogs never stand up to talk to their owners.
Qi Zhen's handsome face was contorted in struggle as he stared intently at the man before him.
Yi Mu was nothing more than a male prostitute, of lowly status, while his father was a real estate tycoon, making him a pampered young master born with a silver spoon in his mouth.
What merit or ability does this person possess to dare to...
Yi Mu didn't care about Qi Zhen's murderous gaze and was certain that he wouldn't dare to make a move.
He has nothing now and no capital to gamble.
Yi Mu yawned and said lazily, "I'm sleepy, you can go out."
Qi Zhen was so angry that he chewed his teeth to pieces, and with a thud, he knelt down in front of Yi Mu.
Yi Mu's smile deepened. He needed people now, and Fan Yang alone was not enough. If Qi Zhen could be used by him, it would make things much easier for Yi Mu.
He reached out his hand, intending to pat his head.
For some unknown reason, Qi Zhen grabbed Yi Mu's hand.
Yi Mu has an enchanting appearance and beautiful hands.
His finger joints were delicate, unlike the thick and large ones of most men, or the soft and boneless ones of women.
The fingertips are pinkish-white, and all five fingernails have crescent-shaped indentations. In addition, the skin is fair and delicate, with faint bluish veins on it.
Qi Zhen, as if possessed, lowered his head and kissed the back of Yi Mu's hand.
Yi Mu's original intention was to make him submit, but he never expected that he would do this.
Yi Mu has hated being touched by others for a long time.
He broke free from Qi Zhen's hand, spread his fingers, pressed them against Qi Zhen's face—a face that could easily win the favor of young girls—and pushed him forcefully backward.
Qi Zhen tilted his head back, feeling the cool warmth of the hand on his face. His resentment subsided a little. He opened his eyes and looked at Yi Mu's face, which was getting closer and closer.
Qi Zhen still remembers how Yi Mu controlled Fan Yang, that physically strong but mentally challenged man.
The dual-elemental ability user was simply controlled and unable to move.
He had never seen Yi Mu's eyes so closely before. He realized that these heterochromatic eyes were so beautiful. From a distance, they appeared as a deep gray-blue, but up close, they were filled with tiny, shimmering lights, like gold and silver. No wonder they could bewitch people.
Yi Mu looked down at the young man from his high position, his voice slow and gentle, like a mountain stream, carrying a hint of coolness.
"Since you've knelt down willingly, you're my dog now. You can only do what your master tells you to do, understand?"
Qi Zhen was captivated by those eyes, not even knowing what he was saying, and stammered, "I understand."
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