Chapter 75 Greed 18 Even if you die, you can’t get it…
As evening approached, it suddenly began to rain. There was no gorgeous sunset glow, only thick dark clouds blocking the remaining sunlight.
The street lights on the roadside were turned on early, and the only sound in the car was the sound of falling rain, and the atmosphere was stagnant.
"Ms. Chang came to talk today, and the housekeeper said that the young master did not go downstairs for dinner and has been staying in the house the whole time."
Zhou Baiqiao had just finished a business talk and was dressed in formal attire.
It was cold today, so he didn't take off his coat. A small piece of his neatly ironed shirt sleeve stuck out of his black suit and stuck to his wrist, and he tapped his hand on the side.
"knew."
In Xiaonanyuan, only the front hall had lights on; several rooms were dark.
Zhou Baiqiao leaned back in his chair and glanced outside. His hair was parted neatly on the side and pulled back, revealing his highly three-dimensional mixed-race bone structure. He looked cold and aggressive.
"Everything arranged?"
The secretary shuddered, suppressing the reluctance in her heart. "Don't worry, everything is fine. There will be no problem."
Zhou Baiqiao nodded slightly, opened the car door and went out.
The housekeeper followed him all the way. The raindrops hit the umbrella, the sound was rapid and heavy, playing an uneasy tune.
"As you ordered, security has been stepped up, and we are watching the doors and windows. The young master has been in the room the whole time, and has no intention of climbing through the window."
Zhou Baiqiao lowered his head to take off his watch, cufflinks, and platinum collar pin without stopping. He nodded slightly when he heard the words and walked upstairs without taking off his coat.
"Keep an eye on him these few days."
The housekeeper stood at the bottom of the stairs, took the accessories he had taken off, looked at Zhou Baiqiao's figure and sighed.
There were three knocks on the door, but as expected, there was no response. Zhou Baiqiao pressed the door handle but did not open the door.
He paused for a moment, looking at his hand, then took out the key and opened the door as expected.
The room was dark, the curtains were drawn tightly, the lights were off, and the only sound was the rain hitting the glass outside.
Zhou Baiqiao didn't have time to change his shoes, and his leather shoes made a sound on the wooden floor. After only a few steps, his tired and cold voice was heard.
"Don't come over here."
Zhou Baiqiao's suppressed anger rose up, he laughed and walked in front of him. Kong Yanze sat on the floor, his back against the wall, his head lowered, revealing a section of his snow-white neck.
Kong Yanze saw the leather shoes and suit trousers in front of him, and thought of the rainy night when he fell into the trap. Following the clues and tracing back one by one, he only felt that a big net was wrapped around his head.
It turned out that Zhou Baiqiao had been standing there all the time, looking at his miserable appearance with his eyes downcast, and manipulating his fate with his hands.
In the end, it only took a little encouragement to make him willingly take off all his clothes to please him, and he would smile foolishly and be grateful for the little treat he threw at him.
"Stay away from me." Kong Yanze kept rubbing his arms, and the voice squeezed out from his chest.
Zhou Baiqiao grabbed his arm with one hand and lifted him up, then took a step forward to hug him, but stepped on a notebook. He glanced away and stepped over it with his leather shoes.
"Are you so angry? So angry that you don't even want to eat dinner?" He lowered his head to his face, kissed his cheeks twice, and asked him in a low voice.
Kong Yanze pushed him hard as if he was provoked, his hand ruthlessly brushing across his cheek, his eyes filled with unprecedented coldness and fear.
Zhou Baiqiao's face darkened and he chuckled softly before letting him go. He walked slowly to the bedside and turned on the light.
Kong Yanze's whole body was tense and his face was alert. There was still a kiss mark on his collarbone under his collar. The two of them were still hugging each other here the day before.
"You did this for the troupe?"
Kong Yanze looked at him with a calm and composed face, only he was anxious and wanted to stay away from him.
Zhou Baiqiao was walking to the side, taking off his suit jacket and hanging it aside, facing him sideways, as if he didn't care at all about his out-of-control emotions.
"Yes." He still had that casual tone.
Kong Yanze was enraged by this remark and threw everything at him.
Zhou Baiqiao just stood there without dodging, watching the night light on the bedside table fall at his feet, and the pillow hit him and fell to the ground.
A strand of his hair fell from his forehead and rested on his brow bone. His jaw was tense. He wanted to take out a cigarette but then remembered that Kong Yanze had found it and hidden it a few days ago.
"Time is tight, and I don't want you to hesitate any longer. I just want to give you a push."
Kong Yanze knew that he was in an extremely miserable state and felt cold all over, but he didn't know what else he could do.
Leave, leave him quickly. This was the only thought left in his mind.
The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he took several deep breaths and couldn't say them.
Before leaving, Chang Qiuyi whispered to Kong Yanze: "I'm not here to persuade you to leave him soon. On the contrary, I suggest you just pretend you don't know about this."
"Don't even think about leaving."
"What are you talking about? There are still a few days left..."
Kong Yanze couldn't help but speak, and then he couldn't continue. At this time, how could he not understand what Zhou Baiqiao was planning.
"He went to Xiaoguanlan and took all your documents. Don't even think about doing anything stupid."
Kong Yanze shuddered in the sunlight, and looked at Chang Qiuyi with a smile on his face: "You want me to continue to sleep with him after knowing all this? Pretend to know nothing and become his lover for no reason?"
"Yes." Chang Qiuyi looked at him.
"I tell you this just to let you see what kind of person he really is. Don't really fall into Uncle Zhou's trap and let him take advantage of you and ask for whatever you want without expecting anything in return. At least don't suffer any loss from him."
Chang Qiuyi sighed: "Yan Ze, he didn't intend to leave you any other way."
Zhou Baiqiao stepped on the debris on the ground, walked over, hugged him, and bent down to touch his neck.
"It seems that Chang Qiuyi told you a lot."
"Haven't you had enough fun yet?" Kong Yanze lowered his head and didn't look at him. He tried to be calm, but after a few words, he couldn't help but tremble.
"If you just make a move, a bunch of people who are prettier and more obedient than me will come rushing over to you. Can't you just let me go?"
Zhou Baiqiao lowered his head, veins throbbing on his forehead, his fingers pinched his neck, his dark blue eyes staring at his eyes, Kong Yanze was held in his arms, his body pressed close to his.
Zhou Baiqiao didn't want to be too rude, and even before meeting him, he suddenly had a childish hope. What if, what if Kong Yanze changed his mind and was willing to stay with him, he wouldn't need to let him know about those tricks.
"Or maybe you just like stupid people who can be fooled by you."
Zhou Baiqiao didn't explain anything, but just told him calmly: "It only takes one word for me to let you go back to dance. If you want, I can let you continue dancing."
"This is not something that is not negotiable. You still have many opportunities."
Kong Yanze groaned, as if he had heard some huge joke.
"And when you get upset, do you say something to leave me with nowhere to go?"
"Enough, Zhou Baiqiao." Kong Yanze calmed down completely. This was the first time he called his name.
Zhou Baiqiao's face is so deceptive, with deep eye sockets and long straight eyelashes. Whenever I look at him intently, I always feel that he is gentle and affectionate.
Kong Yanze didn't dare to believe it before, and now he doesn't want to believe it.
"I don't want to discuss this with you anymore. It's meaningless."
"Let me go."
"impossible."
They all spoke in unusually calm tones, a calmness that reached an eerie degree, yet their words were intertwined, almost like a conditioned reflex.
"I will definitely leave." Kong Yanze took a deep breath and squatted down to pick up the notebook that was stepped on by Zhou Baiqiao's leather shoes.
Zhou Baiqiao has been away recently, but it is unclear what happened, so he took the notebook in his hand first.
The light from overhead shone on his face, casting shadows on his high brow bones and nose bridge. His expression was so calm, yet revealed a gloomy look that was so tense that it was about to break.
“You can try.”
He lowered his head and pulled out the bank card from the notebook. For a moment, Kong Yanze thought he was going to break it. He even stopped breathing and wanted to rush over.
However, Zhou Baiqiao grabbed his hand and put it directly in his hand. The smell on his body had already wrapped around him like a spider web.
She told him calmly, word by word. "You can try."
Kong Yanze's forced calmness finally broke. He laughed softly twice and suddenly grabbed him by the collar of his shirt. His black eyes, which were always full of youthful spirit, turned red and were filled with hatred.
"I was so stupid."
"I'm so stupid!"
Zhou Baiqiao looked at him. He had anticipated such an outcome and took it for granted that he could accept it. But now he was suffocating and couldn't utter a word. His heart tightened.
"What's the difference between you and them!" Kong Yanze just wanted to vent all the hatred that was gnawing at his heart.
"Zhou Baiqiao, 20 million. Too cruel..."
Kong Yanze couldn't stop crying. "Fourteen years, I've danced for fourteen years, from a substitute to the first, what do you know!"
"So many times, my feet were rubbed raw, my hands and feet were broken, but I still persisted. Kong Heng wouldn't let me go, so I climbed over the wall. Every jump, spin, and lift had to be perfect. I never slacked off for a single day."
"That's all I have, not the young master, but Kong Yanze."
"Zhou Baiqiao, 20 million, you really made a good deal."
Kong Yanze slid down as if exhausted, and Zhou Baiqiao held his waist. His tears were as hot as magma, and he just hugged him, the thin ice-like barrier shattered, and whispered a promise to him.
"No."
Zhou Baiqiao felt the tears on his face, and the distant expression on his face was shattered. He almost hugged him in a panic, but he did not feel his alienation as clearly as he did at this moment.
"I just want to keep you here..."
Zhou Baiqiao never thought that there was anything wrong with using tricks to get what he wanted, but at this moment he couldn't finish his words, as he clearly saw how despicable and unbearable he was.
"Sorry." Zhou Baiqiao held his shoulders tightly, not daring to let go.
Kong Yanze kept pushing his arm away, and finally bit his arm. Even so, he refused to let go.
"It's not like you don't have a chance, Yan Ze. Just stay with me and I can make up for it. There are better troupes in Country B. If you don't want me to get involved, I won't."
Kong Yanze looked up at Zhou Baiqiao, looking into his eyes with tears in his eyes. Their relationship was too strange, elder, lover, bed partner, all mixed together.
Zhou Baiqiao was high and mighty, calculating, and powerful enough to be frightening. Kong Yanze always felt that he was too far away.
It seemed that only when they were in bed could he clearly see the obsession and love in her eyes. He was nervous and didn't dare to take it seriously.
Despite the extreme emotions at this moment, he was strangely perceptive and could see his panic and helplessness.
How can someone like you be at a loss? Aren't you omnipotent and have nothing you can't get?
"Zhou Baiqiao, give me a reason why you must keep me."
Kong Yanze stared straight into his eyes, his facial expression as calm as before a hunt, but tears kept rolling down his cheeks.
"You didn't sleep with me enough? Twenty million for just over a month, it's really not worth it."
The expression on Zhou Baiqiao's face went blank for a moment. Kong Yanze could even clearly feel that he was hurt by his own words, and his hand that was gently wiping away his tears trembled.
"Why do you have to go through so much trouble? Twenty million is enough for me to kneel down and lick you."
Kong Yanze looked at his Adam's apple trembling, choking and unable to utter a word, his eyes half closed, a happy expression on his face.
"Tell me, Zhou Baiqiao. What else do you not get from me? You've slept with me so many times, it doesn't feel new anymore, does it?"
"What else do you want?"
Zhou Baiqiao was stumped by the question. His sophistication could help him come up with thousands of appropriate answers, but he couldn't come up with any. In such heart-wrenching pain, he was at a loss.
But when he saw his hearty and malicious smile, he actually felt a sense of relief. It turned out that his pain could please him in this way, and he could also please him in this way.
"I don't know." This was the first time Zhou Baiqiao spoke so frankly, but his tone sounded relieved.
"I really don't know."
Zhou Baiqiao wanted to wipe his tears, but Kong Yanze waved his hand away, tears still in the corners of his eyes, with a look of cold satisfaction in his eyes.
"But I know. But even if you die, you can't get it."
Zhou Baiqiao's expensive shirt was covered with his tears, and was wrinkled and messy. There were wet marks from bites on the neatly ironed sleeves, and he didn't look noble at all.
He listened silently to his tone that sounded like a verdict, his dark blue eyes half-closed, avoiding his gaze, and did not speak for a long time.
There was only the sound of Kong Yanze's rapid breathing and the sound of rain hitting glass.
But he still reached out and grabbed his arm, with a clear stubbornness in his eyes, which was childish and unlike him. They didn't expect that the person who was making trouble in the end was Zhou Baiqiao.
"No matter what, stay with me."
Kong Yanze lowered his eyes to look at his hand, then grabbed his wrist, smiled, and looked up at him.
"Can."
"Then let's make a deal, Zhou Baiqiao."
Kong Yanze looked at his lowered brows, brushed his hand away, propped himself up and sat on the edge of the bed, looking at him casually.
"Of course you can also act like a rogue. You taught me that people in a dominant position have the right to act like a rogue."
"Mr. Zhou, you wouldn't be so stingy with your bed partner, would you?"
Zhou Baiqiao took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled, frowning at the sound of those two words.
"I can give you whatever you want."
Kong Yanze lowered his head and looked at the embarrassed Zhou Baiqiao, the tears on his face were still wet, his face was expressionless, and his black eyes were full of cold mockery.
He opened the drawer, took out the cigarettes he had hidden, picked one at random, put it in his mouth and lit it.
The smoke blurred the air and he coughed softly. There were traces of tears on his face, his long, thick black eyelashes were half-drooped, and his lips were holding the cigarette holder.
"Then let's talk about money."
Kong Yanze kept his eyes down, not wanting to look at him, and his voice was cold.
He turned his head to look out the window. There was a faint, blurry shadow on the window glass, with only the light of the cigarette butt lighting up.
"Money for sex, is that ok, Mr. Zhou?"
No one answered him. Only the rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, with no sign of letting up. The sound of the wind and leaves scraping against the window was faint.
The autumn rain has come, and the long summer is finally over.
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