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Xie Yong made me feel uneasy. His arm was on my waist, and I was powerless to resist. I was also afraid to meet his lustful eyes, so I could only lower my head and remain silent.
He carried me to the back seat of the car, lowered his head, and I was wearing a duffle coat with a loose collar. Xie Yong seized the opportunity and kissed my neck. I was afraid of leaving a mark on my neck, so I kept dodging.
"..." "Don't do this, I can't speak, so I can only hold his arm tightly."
Rejecting him was completely useless; it only made him more and more addicted. Xie Yong held my waist tightly, without any skill, driven entirely by instinct, and kissed me forcefully again.
Another hand, wearing a wristwatch, cupped my face. The watch face was cold and kept bumping against me. My tongue was being sucked by him, and his tongue was being gently stirred. I closed my eyes and gave up in despair.
Perhaps, after he had kissed me enough, he let me go. My hands were on the leather seat in the back, a little tired, too lazy to resist, so I simply clung to him weakly.
Just when I thought I was about to be completely devoured by him, he stopped, raising an eyebrow slightly, and asked, "Will you continue hitting me?"
"..." After I hit him, he retaliated by kissing me again.
I dared not provoke him any further, so I could only shake my head.
Xie Yong looked down at me carefully, then lifted my finger and stroked his cheek, which had been marked with a red mark from being hit a dozen minutes earlier. "Now, are we considered to have made up, Jiang Fu?"
Seeing that I didn't speak, Xie Yong raised his hand and pinched my face again. "You've already hit me, you should be calm now. I promise you, I won't force myself on you without your permission in the future."
I don't like the way he treats me so intimately, as if he's talking to his girlfriend.
I was stunned for a moment, and soon I was shocked by my own thoughts. I couldn't believe that Xie Yong liked me or cared about me. I felt that his feelings for me were just the common desire to conquer a pretty girl.
At that moment, a dark thought suddenly crossed my mind. Could I use Xie Yong's goodwill to get him to testify in court?
I've already given up.
It was his fault; he came to us on his own initiative.
I adjusted my position and hooked my arms around his neck. His skin was a noble, cool white, with faint blue veins visible. I couldn't resist biting him, and Xie Yong suddenly hugged me tightly.
"You dressed up so beautifully today, just to see Ye Fenglin?" He stroked my long hair and asked casually.
I shook my head and simply typed to tell him that the last few times I met Ye Fenglin, he thought my straight hair looked too innocent, and he asked me to curl my hair into gentle waves and wear a thin headband.
Xie Yong sneered, "You listen to him?"
"I need his help with something, don't ask anymore." My heart was racing. I knew that Xie Yong and Ye Fenglin had grown up together since childhood. Such a relationship might be hard to sow discord, but I bet that Xie Yong was overly arrogant and didn't want to lose to Ye Fenglin in front of me at all, that was enough.
Perhaps I'm not good at stirring up trouble and inciting two men to become completely opposed to each other because of me.
But having grown up with Jiang Zhao and Jiang Mingzhuo, I understand that damned competitive spirit in men, especially for these privileged young men.
I typed a message on my phone: "He's still waiting for me to come over. We've made up now. Do you have anything else to do? If not, I'm coming over. Don't make me late."
Xie Yong's gaze turned cold the moment he saw the words, and suddenly flashed with a very dangerous light. "I'll go with you to find Ye Fenglin."
Hearing this, I was a little surprised. I was able to guess Xie Yong's thoughts perfectly. He might really... like me a little and care about me.
I didn't dare to breathe, my eyelashes trembled slightly, but I didn't refuse him.
Xie Yong led me into the apartment. He always seemed to be emotionally stable, never showing his emotions, and never revealing his joy or anger. I looked up at him, then habitually took out my lipstick and a small mirror from my bag, unscrewed the cap, and the lipstick had a fruity scent that seemed to like me.
Looking in the mirror, I traced the outline of my lips and realized that Xie Yong's kiss had made my already rosy lips too conspicuous. Only then did I belatedly look at Xie Yong's face. My slap had been quite forceful; his cheek was slightly red, with faint finger marks visible, and it was a little swollen.
Didn't Ye Fenglin know what had happened between us at a glance? I suddenly started to feel nervous.
Ye Fenglin and Xie Yong have such a good relationship; if either of them were to back down, my little scheme would be exposed.
When the elevator stopped, I hesitated for a moment.
Xie Yong, without any hesitation, directly entered the password and opened Ye Fenglin's door.
He is so arrogant and conceited. He has been pampered since childhood and seems to have never taken the initiative to back down. Even when he enters someone else's home, he acts like the master of the house.
"Why are you so late? I've already finished most of the puzzle." Ye Fenglin's voice was slow and leisurely. He was holding a coffee, wearing a loose and comfortable hoodie, looking lazy and casual. But when he saw Xie Yong, he tilted his head slightly and said, "Brother Yong."
Ye Fenglin looked back and then noticed me.
He smiled and said, "Brother Yong, this outfit is nice, except your face looks a little off."
Xie Yong didn't take Ye Fenglin's teasing seriously. He put one hand in his pocket and asked, "Not planning to go to the Lin family's banquet tonight?"
"It's all the same, so boring." Ye Fenglin frowned.
Xie Yong's lips curved into a smile. "You used to be very enthusiastic about Zhi En, but that kind of thing is long gone. Is it because I'm not as close to her as before that you've lost interest, or is there someone else who interests you today?"
Ye Fenglin paused for a moment, then turned to look at Xie Yong, his eyes turning slightly cold.
The atmosphere between the two was a bit awkward, with a hint of aggressiveness and neither willing to back down. Ye Fenglin usually had a somewhat cynical and mischievous look in his eyes, but now he exuded seriousness and a slight provocation. This contrast felt very unfamiliar to me.
Ye Fenglin: "Brother Yong, who's the one who's anxious, me or you?"
He paused, stared at me behind Xie Yong, and chuckled softly, "I didn't say I wouldn't attend tonight's banquet, but I'm taking Jiang Fu with me. I'm waiting for her."
"Her?" Xie Yong raised an eyebrow, maintaining his arrogant and composed demeanor. "She doesn't need to."
"How do you know it's unnecessary? Jiang Fu asked me to do something. I need to take her to meet someone." Ye Fenglin suddenly spoke solemnly. "I called her here to tell her about this."
Clearly, there was a "secret" between Ye Fenglin and me that Xie Yong didn't know. Xie Yong pursed his thin lips, suppressing a slight displeasure. Ye Fenglin simply walked directly in front of me and brought me into his domain. He half-dragged me up the steps.
I have never been inside Ye Fenglin's bedroom; it is his private property.
My few visits were limited to doing puzzles in the living room. Ye Fenglin usually liked to stare at me without moving, and we didn't talk much.
His bedroom was lavishly decorated, with black and gold marble floors and unobstructed floor-to-ceiling windows throughout the room, making it bright and airy.
Ye Fenglin's walk-in closet is even more extravagant, with wardrobes reaching all the way to the ceiling. It contains clothes for every season and occasion, and the value of his haute couture suits and antique watches alone is incalculable. The number of sports cars and other expensive items he has shown off on Instagram is countless.
The warm orange light from the mirror shone into Ye Fenglin's eyes. Although both he and Xie Yong were impeccable clothes hangers, their preferences were clearly different. Xie Yong wore very few accessories, keeping a low profile, at most relying on a wristwatch to indicate his status, always impeccably dressed in a suit, elegant and dignified.
Ye Fenglin's clothes are mostly new runway styles, flamboyant, handsome, and have the dashing demeanor of a wealthy young master, but his appearance is more like a conventionally handsome man, not so frivolous or improper.
"Tonight is a banquet at Zhi'en's house. Her fiancé and her older brother will be attending." Ye Fenglin was adjusting his cufflinks when he suddenly spoke.
I understood immediately. I was already very clear that Ye Fenglin liked Lin Zhi'en. I suddenly realized why he was so emotionally unstable today, and I couldn't help but look at him with sympathy.
Ye Fenglin raised an eyebrow slightly and shifted his gaze to my face.
He wasn't wearing a tie, and the exposed Adam's apple gave off a sense of unrestrained confidence and a burst of masculine energy.
"What are you thinking?" Ye Fenglin raised an eyebrow slightly and said softly, "Her older brother, Lin Jindong, is the prosecutor in charge of Yu Xu's case. I plan to ask him to put in a good word for her. If you can go, that would be even better. Maybe he will let Yu Xu go because he sees how pretty and pitiful you are."
I was overwhelmed with joy. No, I should say I never imagined Ye Fenglin would care about Yu Xu so much. I couldn't help but hug him. If I could speak, I would thank him countless times.
Ye Fenglin didn't speak. I couldn't see his expression, but I could feel his breathing getting heavier.
I let go of his hand and met Ye Fenglin's slightly upturned lips. His eyes had a slightly peach blossom shape, and when he softened, they were like spring water melting.
“There are some formal dresses that I had sent over in the next room. Pick one, change, and I’ll take you to the banquet tonight,” he said. I tried to suppress my joy and nodded.
I walked out of Ye Fenglin's bedroom, and the next second, I heard Xie Yong's cold, deep voice above my head.
"Who is Yu Xu?" he asked.
I started to get nervous, lowered my head, and pursed my lips, but before I could speak, Xie Yong said again, "You went to see Ye Fenglin just to help this guy named Yu Xu."
He didn't use a question, but a statement of fact. I thought, maybe I can persuade him to testify in court.
Xie Yong suddenly chuckled lightly, "Why didn't you ask me for help? Hmm? Yu Xu is your brother, or your friend."
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