Xie Yong
fear
Upon hearing him say that, I reflexively pressed the power button.
I don't really want Xie Yong to step into my and Yu Xu's apartment. This is our little world, and I don't want other men to intrude.
It was like a nightmare; I just wanted to fall asleep... I didn't dare turn off the lights, so I just hugged my pillow and lay on my bed in the bedroom.
When I woke up, I drew back the curtains and found the room brightly lit.
It had stopped snowing outside, but the sky was overcast and gloomy, and even the distant buildings seemed shrouded in an indelible gray. I was a little hungry, so I got up and went to the kitchen. The refrigerator was empty after the last cleaning, except for a few bottles of expired yogurt.
I slowly put on my dress, then slipped on a pink knitted cardigan with dangling pom-poms. As soon as I stepped down the stairs, the conspicuous, imposing black G-Wagon was parked below, its roof even covered with a thin layer of ice.
Xie Yong opened the car door and got out.
He clearly hadn't slept all night. He wasn't disheveled or haggard, but his undeniable aura of strength and arrogance grew stronger and stronger.
A man like Xie Yong, who has had a smooth and successful life since childhood, is probably rarely turned away directly.
I was a little afraid of him, and instinctively backed away.
"Where are you going?" he asked. "Have you had breakfast? We can go together."
I was extremely surprised.
Xie Yong didn't show any impatience or disgust towards me; his tone was as usual, and his gaze remained fixed on me beneath his eyelashes.
I quickly shook my head, but Xie Yong took another step forward, "Alright, Xiao Fu. I've been waiting for you downstairs for ten hours, and you can't even spare me ten minutes to have breakfast with you?"
This person was frighteningly rational and calm. There was no hint of anger in his tone. Despite repeated setbacks with me, he remained composed and confident.
Our neighbor from the same apartment building happened to park her car nearby and came out, carrying the groceries she had bought. She looked at Xie Yong and me with curiosity, "Xiao Fu, what's this...?"
The neighbor lady looked at Xie Yong with an undisguised look of amazement on her face. After all, in our ordinary neighborhood, Xie Yong was considered "top-tier"—his looks, height, and demeanor were all at the very top of the pyramid, and he seemed to easily arouse people's desire for gossip.
Fearing I'd become the talk of the town for the next two weeks, I quickly looked at the auntie and said, "Classmate."
"Oh... Xiao Fu can talk now?" The auntie's expression calmed down, as if her attention had been diverted.
I quickly shook my head and picked up my phone to explain, "I've been doing rehabilitation exercises recently, so I can only say a few simple words."
The auntie looked at me with some regret, and asked with concern, "By the way, Xiaofu, it's been so long since I've seen Yu Xu. Did he go back to his hometown?"
Oh no! I didn't expect Auntie to bring up Yu Xu out of the blue. I subconsciously looked at Xie Yong and clenched my fist nervously.
Xie Yong raised an eyebrow slightly and smiled.
He seemed to have no recollection of the name, but spoke to the woman in a very polite and proper manner: "Hello, Auntie. I'm Xiaofu's senior. We have some academic matters to discuss."
Hirai, Xie Yong always had an arrogant attitude towards his peers. I never imagined that he would have patience for an ordinary full-time housewife living in the Lower East Side.
However, his father was a well-regarded senator in the Imperial State, with a high reputation among the people. It's not surprising that Xie Yong was raised to have this kind of face. He only needs to use his outstanding appearance and show a slightly friendly expression to instantly boost people's emotional value.
The aunt was indeed captivated by the smile on Xie Yong's thin lips.
She nodded, "Alright, alright, I won't delay your studies any longer. You and Xiaofu go ahead."
Xie Yong smiled and looked at me.
Now, I had no way to shake him off, so I had no choice but to let him follow me. I originally planned to just go to the nearest Walmart to buy some things, but as Xie Yong accompanied me into the supermarket, his brows furrowed just looking at the puffed snacks and drinks full of additives on the shelves.
Without saying a word, Xie Yong grabbed my hand and dragged me out of Walmart.
He drove to Whole Foods Market near Empire State, a well-known supermarket for the wealthy in Empire State. It offers only additive-free, pollution-free, healthy, and organic foods.
The supermarket's decor is quite different from Sam's Club or Walmart, with a striking dark green sign, high ceilings, and spacious spacing between shelves. Soft lighting shines overhead, the items on the shelves are arranged exquisitely, and the people moving through the supermarket are all elegant and well-mannered middle-class individuals.
Xie Yong pushed the shopping cart, occasionally taking food from the shelves. Unlike Sam's Club's large-portion individual items, the food here was packaged in smaller, more refined portions, making it more suitable for consumption within one or two days, thus maximizing the freshness of the food.
I was initially following behind him, but after a short while, my attention was completely drawn to the dessert counter on the right. @Unlimited great articles, all at Literary City
The fragrant Cannoli is made with crispy fried tortillas filled with a generous amount of nut crumbs at both ends.
A variety of fruit tarts. Pumpkin-flavored cake. Soft sliced bread.
Fresh and delicious citrus juice, fresh milk from suburban farms...
Xie Yong turned around without saying a word, as if he would buy the item and put it in the cart if I just glanced at it.
I looked at him and said, "..." The things in this supermarket are very expensive, but he doesn't seem to care at all.
In addition to these, Xie Yong also bought some meat products, shrimp, soup seasoning, and organic vegetables...
All eyes were on him.
He was tall and slender with handsome features. Many people seemed to be guessing his identity, but because of his noble aura, no one dared to step forward and speak.
The supermarket's overhead light fell on Xie Yong's profile, dancing on his slightly drooping black hair. Finally, it cast a soft glow on his pale, cold fingers.
"Is there anything else you'd like to eat?" He took out his bank card, his voice unusually patient, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Go get it quickly, I need to pay."
"No." I hesitated before speaking, looking at the car, which was almost overflowing with stuff.
He smiled, swiped his card, and said, "That's fine too. We'll come back to buy more after we finish eating."
This feeling... is so strange.
I pursed my lips, my intuition telling me that Xie Yong's temper at this moment was completely different from the Xie Yong I had ever known before.
Deep inside my mind, a sluggish radar was beeping, seemingly reminding me that something was wrong with Xie Yong.
In my heart, he was arrogant and overly confident, and would never be so "understanding".
What he thinks must be what he sees; no amount of explanation from anyone can change that.
Besides, I don't like him using the word "we" and arbitrarily defining the relationship between us.
The supermarket staff were very considerate; they packed the food we bought into recyclable and biodegradable brown paper bags and put them in Xie Yong's car.
I sat in his car as Xie Yong drove up to my apartment building. He casually picked up the food and looked at me. He knew I couldn't refuse him entry this time, and indeed I did; I gave in.
As soon as I opened the door, I took Yu Xu's slippers out of the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of Xie Yong.
He looked a bit taller than Yu Xu, but that should be enough for him.
Xie Yong was very restrained. After entering, he did not look around. He just stood at the door, staring at the pair of dark blue slippers that were obviously a matching pair with the ones I was wearing, his eyes darkening.
A few minutes later, Xie Yong bent down slightly and changed his shoes.
I quickly gestured for him to hand me the coat he had taken off.
Unlike Ye Fenglin, who was decked out in designer brands, Xie Yong's clothes and shoes were mostly custom-made pieces with no discernible brand, or extremely niche and high-end styles. I dared not be careless at all, for I didn't know that this ordinary black coat was more expensive than the annual rent for my apartment.
"You're not allowed to go into any other rooms. You can only stay in the dining room and living room. Leave after you finish eating," I told Xie Yong, handing him my phone.
His eyes were expressionless, a faint smile playing on his lips. He walked around the living room of the apartment in slippers. "Is the apartment comfortable in such a small space?"
This apartment is naturally no match for Xie Yong's penthouse in Central Park, which is worth hundreds of millions. I didn't answer him, but instead sorted the groceries I bought from the supermarket and put them in the refrigerator.
I assumed Xie Yong was just curious and didn't notice his gaze moving from the flowers on the balcony to the dark gray laptop charging on the sofa, then to the books on the bookshelf related to Yu Xu's major, and finally to the photo of me and Yu Xu on the fireplace.
I poured the freshly squeezed juice into a glass, heated up the meat patties I bought, and sliced the toast. In just a few minutes, breakfast was ready.
I tried to get Xie Yong to leave quickly, but I saw him staring at the photo on the fireplace, his jawline slightly tense.
The photo is a picture of me and Yu Xu at Disneyland last year. We are wearing Disney headbands and holding ice cream. I am in Yu Xu's arms, wearing a light white sundress, and his arm is around my shoulder. We are very intimate.
"Your boyfriend." Xie Yong stared at me for a while, his expression unreadable, yet extremely imposing.
“...ex-boyfriend.” I said, word by word.
There's nothing to hide. Xie Yong and Lin Zhi'en know this perfectly well. They even know that Yu Xu got into trouble because he saved Ye Fenglin.
I've always publicly stated that I broke up with Yu Xu a long time ago, and that I'm now Ye Fenglin's girlfriend.
Xie Yong's expression suddenly turned cold, and he abruptly asked me, "Do you like leaves?"
My eyelashes trembled slightly, and I said slowly but firmly, "I like Ye Fenglin."
Xie Yong smiled, his tone no longer friendly but rather certain: "Okay, you said it."
He placed the photo on the table next to the sofa and said, "I'm hungry, let's have breakfast." After saying that, he seemed to have really lost interest in the matter.
Whether it was my imagination or not, Xie Yong's tone seemed a bit colder than at the beginning.
It was only this familiar, unquestionable tone that put me at ease, giving me a sense of "this is the real him." He was used to being aloof and superior, and the persona he presented to the public just now was merely a habitual pretense, just like his congressman father.
The atmosphere was a little awkward.
Xie Yong, as he slowly sipped his juice and savored his bread, exuded the leisure and composure of someone sitting in a Michelin-starred restaurant, his straight back reflecting his pride.
He picked up the cup and seemed to chuckle. "Don't you have anything you want to ask me?"
I looked up. The apartment was dark, the lights were off, and Xie Yong's dark eyes seemed to have a seductive quality in the atmosphere. His voice was slightly deep, "You like Ye Zi so much, don't you want to know something about him? I'm his best friend, I can tell you anything you want to ask."
Xie Yong seemed to believe that I really liked Ye Fenglin.
Not wanting to arouse his suspicion, I hurriedly nodded, took a sticky note from the table, and wrote down my question while meeting Xie Yong's gaze.
What are Ye Fenglin's hobbies and interests?
Xie Yong: "Diving, tennis, um... skiing can barely count too."
Really? I lowered my eyes. Isn't Ye Fenglin's favorite hockey?
"Height, bust, waist, hip measurements, or anything else?"
Her measurements are 103cm, 75cm, 95cm. As for the other measurements you mentioned, they're usually around 16cm; I haven't measured them when she's standing.
"So, what does he like to eat?"
"I prefer milder flavors, but I don't like avocado."
I paused for a moment.
Now I can be absolutely certain that Xie Yong wasn't talking about Ye Fenglin at all, but rather his own preferences. Does he really dislike Ye Fenglin that much?
But they're good friends... My mind was racing, and I didn't even notice that Xie Yong had gotten up from the other side of the table.
A shadow loomed over me, and I belatedly raised my neck.
Xie Yong chuckled softly, "These aren't the key questions. Don't you want to know what kind of kissing he likes? Don't you want to know what his personality is like in bed?"
I felt a little embarrassed by his blunt and vulgar words, and subconsciously wanted to refute him, but I was so nervous that I couldn't make a sound. Xie Yong lowered his head and kissed me, "It's like this, it would be best if you could take the initiative and entice me."
He physically embraced me, lifting me from the chair. A natural sense of pressure and powerful aggression washed over me. Xie Yong's arms encircled my waist. I had kissed him countless times, so of course I knew what kind of kissing posture he liked best...
The next second he placed me on the sofa, leaned down, grabbed my wrists, and raised them above his head.
Xie Yong's fingers spread open, gripping my waist tightly. The pale back of his hand was faintly bluish, exuding a sense of desire.
He chuckled softly, leaned closer to me, and forcefully thrust into my mouth, stealing the little oxygen I had left. The kiss was intense. I lay back on the sofa, and he released my hands, grabbed them, and wrapped them around his neck, immersing me in the kiss.
I turned my head, and Yu Xu's photo made my face hot and burning. My eyes suddenly became sore and uncomfortable. Xie Yong noticed my appearance. He raised his hand, turned the photo frame upside down, and then pinched my chin with one hand, pressing his tongue against mine and doing whatever he wanted in my mouth.
I couldn't hear anything at all, just like every time I was with him. He completely took away my reason, and all I could hear was the sound of our entanglement.
My eyelashes blinked nervously, and Xie Yong even unbuttoned his shirt with one hand, buried his head in my neck, and gently scooped there.
“…Ye Zi is…your…friend…” I said desperately.
“If you don’t tell, I won’t tell either, he won’t know,” Xie Yong said. I was panting, but he, who had been kissing me passionately for a long time, seemed calm and composed. He even raised his hand to cup my face. “Xiao Fu, I know that you’re with Ye Zi because he’s spending money to take care of your ex-boyfriend.”
I shook my head, feeling somewhat weak.
The neckline of the knitted sweater I was wearing was a V-neck, and the full curve of my collarbone was faintly visible. I subconsciously raised my hand to cover it.
Xie Yong's eyes, which always seemed cold, seemed to be overflowing with intense hormones. I never thought Xie Yong was a gentleman, especially at this moment.
“I promise that no one will know about our relationship until he is discharged from the hospital. You can entrust everything to me, and I will not let anyone hurt you, including myself.” He stroked my cheek and assured me.
I looked at him, "..."
“You don’t like Ye Zi, and you don’t like me either. You only care about who can help your ex-boyfriend. Xiao Fu, I can find a better doctor to help him. If he wakes up and you still have no feelings for me, I will step aside and won’t let anyone else bother you.”
Xie Yong stroked my neck, his fingertips lightly pressing on my carotid artery, his voice extremely calm, "If I break my promise, you can take your home surveillance footage to my father's election committee. His son raped a woman, and his political life can end there."
What about him? I stared into those extremely arrogant eyes and felt that I had never seen him so obsessive and terrifying.
Although he showed no signs of going crazy, every word he uttered was more heart-pounding than anything a madman could say.
It's just one more man...
Just being a female companion who appears by their side and accompanies them on dates is not a serious relationship.
I know full well that neither Xie Yong's parents nor Ye Fenglin's parents have paved the way for their precious sons' future. The women they should associate with are elegant young ladies from prestigious families, not girls like me.
Once these privileged kids get tired of playing around, I can leave completely.
Moreover, Yu Xu has been in the intensive care unit for more than half a month and still hasn't woken up. I really need Xie Yong to help me find a better doctor to help him.
I compromised.
A few hours later, Xie Yong and I appeared in Ye Fenglin's hospital room.
Before entering, I felt inexplicably guilty and brushed my long hair to my chest.
Today I'm wearing a light pink classic dress with a square neckline, and ballet flats with laces. My long hair is styled in a princess updo and adorned with a matching hair clip.
At first glance, it seems quite ordinary.
But I know that beneath the slightly curled long hair are the marks behind the ears.
Before Xie Yong got out of the car, he kissed me for a long time. If I hadn't stopped him, my neck would most likely have been affected by the force of his kisses, leaving marks, in addition to my earlobes.
He must have a mental illness, otherwise he wouldn't be so enthusiastic about kissing. I even feel that Xie Yongkai has come up with countless ways to kiss me, wanting to try them all on me.
He and I entered the ward one after the other, but I lagged slightly behind and could hear the conversation inside from the lobby.
"Ye Zi, why don't you go home and have a private doctor take care of you?" It was Ye Zi's mother's worried voice. "The guy who attacked you hasn't been caught yet, and I'm really worried that he'll hurt you again."
“You can go home and your parents can take care of you, and it will be safer there. As for that male college student who is still unconscious, I’ve already made arrangements. Whether he wakes up or not, our family will take full responsibility,” Mr. Ye chimed in.
Faced with his parents' concern, Ye Fenglin was a little impatient. "Alright, alright, I've already told you I'm very comfortable here. Besides, the hospital has bodyguards, that person can't get in at all."
"Can't you listen to me just this once?" Ye's father was a little annoyed, his voice rising, but then suddenly lowering, "Xiao Yong? You're here. Sigh... help your uncle and aunt persuade Ye Zi, at least get him to go home and rest, instead of staying in this hospital."
Xie Yong's calm voice followed, "Ye Zi, your parents are right. It's dangerous for you to stay here. If he attacks you again, this time, there might not be anyone who can protect you."
"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I'm going home, isn't that more convenient for you, Brother Yong?" Ye Fenglin sneered.
Ye's parents respected Xie Yong greatly and could hardly believe that Ye Fenglin was so aggressive and lacked manners.
It was a bit noisy in the ward.
I silently placed the desserts I bought from the supermarket on the table and left the ward. I had only taken a few steps when I subconsciously looked up at the surveillance camera at the end of the corridor. I remembered what Xie Yong had said: my apartment also had surveillance cameras, which had recorded the scene of him forcing himself on me and kissing me.
But do we have this at home? I'm not sure.
Maybe there are. Yu Xu mentioned before that there were thieves nearby. He might have been faking it, but he just didn't tell me.
I quietly slipped through the emergency exit and went up to the third floor. I was already quite adept at avoiding blind spots in the surveillance system. I quietly entered Yu Xu's ward and noticed that Yu Xu seemed to look better than before; he seemed quite happy.
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The people the Ye family hired took very good care of Yu Xu, attending to every aspect of his life. I lifted his hand; his nails were freshly trimmed, neat and rounded.
“Yu Xu, I… I can speak…” I said haltingly, “I can… find a new doctor to treat you… You will wake up.”
Before I could finish speaking, I noticed a faint bluish tinge on the inside of his upper arm. The marks weren't very noticeable; you had to look closely to see them. They were both healed and not fully recovered needle marks.
I know that Yu Xu needs intravenous nutrition to maintain basic bodily functions, but why was the injection site here? I was very confused and couldn't help but take a picture of the wound, planning to go to another hospital to ask.
The ward was so quiet that I could hear footsteps outside the door clearly.
A nurse approached, and I gripped my phone tightly, quickly crawling under Yu Xu's bed. I used the large, light green sheet to conceal myself. The nurses who came in didn't notice me; they skillfully examined Yu Xu and changed his dressings.
"Sister Zheng, the patient's indicators are fine."
"Okay, bring the medicine here."
“I’ve been wanting to ask this for a while… This drug doesn’t have any extra ingredients, it just makes people sleepy… but it’s not cheap. Usually, the FBI uses it to calm criminals down, or to give seriously ill patients an injection to put them to sleep. But this person is perfectly healthy, so why is he being given so many injections over so many days?”
One of the nurses, who seemed very young and had a rather childish voice, raised her voice and looked confused.
These words were like a bomb, shattering the calm surface of my heart.
Another nurse snapped, "Don't worry about that. Just do what the doctor tells you to do."
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The air under the bed seemed stagnant, stuffy and uncomfortable. I bit my fingers, my heart pounding with fear.
“Sister Zheng, I won’t tell you, just tell me what happened. It seems even Attorney Ye doesn’t know about this. They came over today to ask when this person will wake up, but I saw that he was just sleeping. Actually, his bodily functions are fine; he can still eat and drink normally. As long as he doesn’t take this injection, he’ll wake up soon.”
"...Alright, don't ask too many questions, or you'll get yourself into trouble." The older nurse paused, her tone tinged with reluctance. "Let's go. Remember, keep all your questions to yourself, and don't tell anyone about this."
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