Chapter 64 Greed 7 Clothes
"Want to curse again?"
Fang Zijing lifted his face closer with his fingers, looked at his face, and continued to speak softly in his ear.
"Don't you want me to cause trouble for your brother? He and Kong Heng haven't had a good time lately. If you cheer me up, I'll make things easier for them."
"You're crazy." Kong Yanze gritted his teeth and struggled to break free from his grip, pushed him away, stood up and subconsciously wanted to leave.
"You can try to see what the consequences are of leaving."
Fang Zijing didn't stop him, but asked someone to bring a few bottles of wine. Even if you don't know anything, you can tell that each bottle is very valuable. Kong Yanze turned around and lifted Fang Zijing's collar. When he met his nonchalant eyes, a tight string in his heart broke.
Tan Xuan came over and tried to smooth things over with a smile: "Don't be impulsive. The most important thing is to have fun. Sit down and have a few drinks with Jing Shao."
Kong Yanze thought of Kong Jiayu and Aunt Chang who had gone around looking for connections just to invite him to visit Xiaoguanlan. He had been wrong last time. The Kong family couldn't afford the price of his impulsiveness, and neither could he.
He also has to continue dancing on stage and help Kong Jiayu kick out Kong Heng and take over the Kong family.
"Sorry." He loosened his hand and almost squeezed out the two words. It is especially difficult for young people to bow their heads, but in the end, they have to learn to swallow their anger.
He let go of his hand and lowered his head to sit back, but Fang Zijing stopped him, patted his legs, and smiled: "Sit up."
Kong Yanze clenched his fists. He could feel the numerous admiring eyes mixed with malice glued to him, as if they had turned into sticky, cold mucus that seeped into his collar and clothes and crawled across his skin.
Tan Xuan wanted to say something else, but Fang Zijing threw the phone in his hand back on the table, making a clattering sound. Tan Xuan immediately stepped back and sat back down with a smile.
Kong Yanze made up his mind and sat on his lap. In an instant, there was a jeer from the people around him. Kong Yanze's eyes were red, but there was not a single tear, which seemed like he had given up.
Fang Zijing hugged his narrow waist, pinched it casually, and smiled frivolously: "Dancing is different, touch it tighter."
Kong Yanze grabbed his wrist: "Don't go too far."
Fang Zijing raised his leg and bumped him, and laughter came from all around. Kong Yanze looked at Fang Zijing's smiling eyes, seeming a little helpless, as if wondering why he still didn't understand.
"Baby, even if I strip you naked, you won't scream."
"You dare?" Kong Yanze blurted out, his heart pounding, knowing that he really dared.
Fang Zijing reached out and touched his cheek: "You shouldn't ask me if I dare, you should ask me if I am willing to give up."
After saying that, Fang Zijing smiled and scanned the people in the booths, then randomly selected someone. "You, can you show me my treasure?"
Kong Yanze looked over suddenly. The boy looked about his age and had been accompanying a young master. When he was pointed at, he was so scared that he dropped the wine glass in his hand and his face turned pale instantly.
"Jingjing... Young Master Jing, I am not from Rongjin, I..."
Fang Zijing frowned, and the young master who brought him here immediately pulled his collar.
"Hurry up, just do whatever Master Jing tells you to do. Why are you talking nonsense?"
When Kong Yanze saw the young man, tears instantly fell from his eyes. He looked at the people around him in horror and helplessness. This was a trampling of personal self-esteem. Nothing would happen to him. Without Fang Zijing's order, no one would even take pictures here.
But that doesn’t mean it’s acceptable, that it’s not a complete insult.
Kong Yanze saw the resentful look in the boy's eyes, and he felt the same fear as the boy. The boy took off his shirt, his upper body was naked, and the people around him urged him to go.
Fang Zijing put his hand on him. Kong Yanze could hardly breathe. Everything here shattered and crushed everything he knew.
“Don’t…don’t…”
Kong Yanze's voice was drowned out. Fang Zijing leaned over and looked at the panicked expression on his face.
"Baby, you see, even if he hates you, he will only hate you, not me."
Kong Yanze watched him shed tears and tremble as he was urged to continue taking off his clothes. He could only look at him with resentment.
"Because he's afraid. He knows more about power than you do."
"Tell him to stop." Kong Yanze seemed to be on the verge of death. He avoided the young man's gaze. Fang Zijing looked at him and waited for him to continue.
"Please, I beg you, make him stop."
Fang Zijing held his slumped back and said with a smile: "Okay, don't take it off, don't dirty my baby's eyes."
The young man cried with joy, not even bothering to put on his clothes, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you, Master Jing, thank you, Master Jing..."
Fang Zijing ignored him and reached out to touch his cheek and eyes: "I didn't even get a thank you, baby, he's thanking me."
Kong Yanze suddenly closed his eyes. The humiliation and fear on the boy's face seemed to be engraved in his eyes, and he couldn't get rid of it. Fang Zijing naturally felt his emotions, held his face with his hands, and forced him to look at the table.
"A drink?"
Kong Yanze's face looks small when viewed from the front, but if you turn it to the side or touch it, you can feel the little bit of flesh, which makes him look a bit childish, and also a bit special.
"I don't..." Kong Yanze glanced at Fang Zijing: "I can't."
"Okay, then I'll teach you." Fang Zijing raised his chin and someone opened the bottle of wine for him and poured it into a row.
"Baby, do you want to drink from left to right, or right to left?"
The result was the same. Kong Yanze understood what he meant, but still took a deep breath: "I really..."
"Brother." Fang Zijing suddenly called him: "Next time, call your brother over..."
"I drink."
Kong Yanze grabbed his wrist, scooped up a glass of wine, and the wine swayed and wet the back of his hand. The young man in front of Kong Yanze who was crying and had to take off his clothes seemed to have turned into Kong Jiayu's face.
Kong Yanze suddenly closed his eyes and drank the wine in the glass in one breath. The spicy taste made him shiver a little after one glass. Fang Zijing raised his chin.
"Besides, you have to drink until you learn how to drink."
Kong Yanze grabbed the wine glass and drank one cup after another until he fell to the ground retching. He fell beside Fang Zijing.
The silk shirt was pulled up, revealing a thin, white waist. His cheeks and ears were red, his thick black eyelashes blinked slowly, and his eyes were full of tears. Fang Zijing let him lie on his lap and lowered his head to admire his drunken state.
Beautiful people are still beautiful when they are drunk. Fang Zijing pinched his chin and lowered his head to kiss him.
"Master Jing is playing here too?"
Fang Zijing was disturbed and naturally full of anger. He turned around and saw Wang Zhiyan smiling. He was dressed in a noble manner, which was totally out of place here.
He glanced at Kong Yanze, who was huddled on the sofa with a frown on his brows, smiled, and looked at Fang Zijing.
"Yan Ze is here too. It's so late now. Aunt Chang will be worried if you don't go back."
Fang Zijing looked at Wang Zhiyan and asked, "Is it Aunt Chang who is worried or are you worried?"
"Jinnan wants to compete with me, so please don't get involved in this."
Wang Zhiyan shook his head, not liking what he said, and came over and patted Kong Yanze twice.
"Wang... Wang Zhiyan?" Kong Yanze was still tense. He opened his eyes suddenly and met Wang Zhiyan's eyes which were filled with coldness.
"It's so late, it's time to go home."
Kong Yanze immediately staggered to get up, and seemed to relax a little when he heard the word "go home". Wang Zhiyan looked at Fang Zijing with a smile.
"Should I send that person back first?"
Fang Zijing pinched Kong Yanze's wrist, and Kong Yanze knew that Fang Zijing had not played enough with him. During the frequent temptations and forced obedience that night, he touched the rope tied around his neck.
Wang Zhiyan noticed his momentary trembling and fear, smiled with satisfaction, then pulled him and blocked him to the side.
"Master Jing, stop making fun of yourself."
How could Fang Zijing not realize what Wang Zhiyan was up to? He was the hero saving the beauty, but he ended up being the one who benefited from it.
"Go ahead, I'll see you in a few days."
Kong Yanze didn't feel relieved until he was taken into the car. He wasn't drunk enough, but he felt dizzy. If Wang Zhiyan hadn't held him, he wouldn't have been able to take even these few steps.
Kong Yanze leaned against the car window, his eyelashes like wings wet by rain, folding heavily one by one, his cheeks to his neck and ears were all red, and he lay limply against the car window.
Wang Zhiyan leaned over and whispered to him, "Yan Ze?"
Kong Yanze kept shaking his head and covering his ears: "No, no..."
Wang Zhiyan laughed, reached out and touched his hot cheek, and raised the baffle. He reached out and grabbed his wrist and dragged him towards him, pulling him down and making him lie on his back on his legs.
"How pitiful, but you must remember who helped you today and repay the favor."
Wang Zhiyan held his Adam's apple with his palm, and touched his neck upwards until he put his palm on his cheek.
"Yan Ze? Who am I?"
Kong Yanze dazedly pushed away the hand that was approaching him, half opened his eyes and saw Wang Zhiyan's smile.
"What a pity, you're drunk." Wang Zhiyan pinched his cheeks roughly and pinched his lips with his fingers.
"Kong Yanze!"
The car had stopped. Kong Jiayu suddenly opened the door and saw Kong Yanze lying sideways with his collar open and his eyes closed.
"Good evening."
Wang Zhiyan touched his ear with his fingers, and Kong Jiayu almost rushed forward to open his hand, but he couldn't, because he understood power better than this idiot who only knew how to dance.
"You're home."
Wang Zhiyan lowered his head and shouted, but Kong Yanze still hunched his shoulders and kept saying no. Kong Jiayu got anxious and pulled him down, and Kong Yanze lost his balance and bumped into the frame of the car.
Kong Jiayu hurriedly lifted him up, and the servants next to them wanted to come up to help, but Wang Zhiyan just glanced at them lightly. Even Xiao Guanlan's servants didn't dare to step forward.
Kong Jiayu clenched his fists and held Kong Yanze up: "I'm taking you back. Wake up."
"Goodbye." Kong Jiayu still had to grit his teeth and greet him.
Kong Jiayu didn't ask the servants to help, but dragged him onto his back and carried him slowly back to his room. Kong Jiayu sat on the floor of his bedroom, lying on the edge of the bed and looking at Kong Yanze.
For a moment, he seemed to understand why Kong Yanze's biological mother would use scissors to cut his face when she got angry.
Kong Jiayu recalled that when they were little, they were running together on the lawn of Xiaoguanlan. He didn't notice the stone and fell down. Kong Yanze ran back to help him up and looked at him worriedly, regardless of winning or losing.
"Brother? Are you okay?"
Kong Jiayu didn't understand why he did that, so he asked him, "You've never been able to beat me. This is your only chance, why don't you seize it?"
Kong Yanze seemed more confused than him, but he soon smiled and carried him forward. When they reached the finish line, he held his knees and looked at him and said, "It's fine as long as brother keeps winning. I don't care. I can help brother win."
That night, Aunt Chang sat beside him, patted his head and said to him, "The outcome of Yan Ze's fate can be foreseen at a glance. Don't think too much. It will either be Fang Zijing, Wang Zhiyan, or sooner or later it will be someone else."
"You can't change it, so why not think about how to get him to give you a ride."
Kong Jiayu couldn't stand it any longer: "He is my brother!"
Chang Qiuyi looked at him: "Then what can you change? Tell me, can you help him get rid of the Kong family, or let him just concentrate on his dance, and no one dares to bully him?"
Kong Jiayu was almost out of breath. He whispered, almost yelling, "Stop talking! Stop talking!"
"How do you know? That's not the path he should take. His mother has walked this path before, and I have walked this path before. At least he's a boy and won't get pregnant. Isn't that good?"
It seemed like Kong Jiayu was meeting Aunt Chang for the first time. No, maybe he had always known Aunt Chang, but this was the first time he met Chang Qiuyi.
"You...you know...you know what you are saying?"
"You are the one who doesn't know." Chang Qiuyi smiled. "If you can at least capture the Kong family, you might still choose to protect him. At worst, you can just give up. It won't be a big deal."
"But you are not. Kong Heng has already made his decision. You can't even stop him from beating Yan Ze, so why bother with this?"
She looked at his stunned face in a gentle voice, coaxing him like a child: "This is not caused by you, and it's not something you can change, so why bother? Yan Ze doesn't think much, and he's used to being heartless, but you know he cares about you and wants to help you."
"This is his fate."
The moonlight was gentle and peaceful. Kong Jiayu lay beside his bed, looking at him like he did when he was a child. At that time, he didn't like him and didn't accept this brother, until he gave him everything he had, even if he had nothing.
"Give it to brother, brother, smile."
He lay on the bedside of his brother, watching him sleeping peacefully, with long eyelashes and a white round face. Even if he stretched out his hand to wake him up, he would just smile at him. It seemed that just because he was the older brother, he could give him a lot of love.
"sorry."
Kong Jiayu finally burst into tears, his tears falling on the floor, and he grabbed Kong Yanze's hand.
"Help my brother once, and I will protect you in the future."
Kong Yanze was sleeping soundly. In his dream, Fang Zijing became very tall. He looked down at him, smiled and asked him to take off all his clothes. He kept saying no, stood up and rushed forward to bite and resist with punches, but he seemed to have stepped into a swamp and was sunk into it by one punch.
"If you are so disobedient, then call your brother over..."
“No, no”
Kong Heng suddenly came over with a ruler in his hand. He looked at Kong Yanze and said, "It's time for you to repay me. If you don't want to, we will all die with you."
Kong Yanze sat down on the ground. Seeing Aunt Chang and his brother tied up, he was sweating profusely. He tore off his clothes in panic, no longer caring about his dignity. He just wanted to take them off quickly.
"don't want!"
Kong Yanze suddenly opened his eyes. The hangover headache made him feel like something was beating in his head. The fear and anxiety left over from the dream were still stirring up his wildly beating heart.
He walked into the bathroom, holding on to the wall, and turned on the faucet. Not daring to take off his clothes, he squatted under the shower with his arms folded.
"Sir, everything went just as you expected last night. But the young master didn't come out. It seems he was really frightened."
Zhou Baiqiao had just finished breakfast and was wiping his hands with his eyes downcast. After hearing what he said, he just hummed.
After the secretary gave a brief report on the situation, he handed over an invitation.
"This is a private banquet hosted by the mistress of the Wang family. She is well-informed and knows where to send it. Do you want to turn it down?"
Zhou Baiqiao took it, opened it and glanced at it casually, and laughed for some reason.
"You are still young and impatient."
The secretary raised an eyebrow, obviously not knowing what the boss had seen. Zhou Baiqiao stood up and asked him casually, "Has the Kong family been invited?"
The secretary was stunned and gave an affirmative answer.
Zhou Baiqiao didn't say anything else, and seemed to be planning to go out for a stroll. However, the secretary saw that his boss had a clear purpose and went straight to the child's yard.
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