Chapter 84 Greed 27 You win, you win Uncle Zhou
It was late at night, and the rain was still falling. Zhou Baiqiao pushed open the bedroom door quietly. He did not turn on the light. The moon was not covered by dark clouds, and the cold light was enough for him to walk to the bed.
Zhou Baiqiao stepped on a piece of cloth and found it was the skirt. He bent down to pick it up and put it aside.
Kong Yanze had fallen asleep, curled up in the bed, his hands resting on the pillow. Zhou Baiqiao looked at him for a long time, carefully took his hand, and even breathed softly.
He clenched the silver ring in his hand tightly. It had been warmed by the temperature of his palm. He held Kong Yanze's wrist and gently pushed the ring onto his ring finger.
Just right.
Zhou Baiqiao lowered his eyes and looked for a long time, smiled gently, took a photo with his mobile phone, and bent down to kiss his fingertips.
"good evening."
Zhou Baiqiao slowly took off the ring, put it away, stared at his hand in a daze, tucked the quilt for him, turned around and left.
There was a slight click of the door closing, and Kong Yanze slowly opened his eyes. He turned over, raised his hand to the moonlight, looked at his bare fingers, and chuckled.
"good evening."
*
The next day, an unexpected person came to the manor, Yao Youhe.
There was also Zhou Boyang following behind her. When they came, Kong Yanze had just woken up from his nap. Zhou Boqiao went out early today and didn't even eat breakfast at home.
"I was impulsive yesterday. Did I get you into trouble?"
Yao Youhe allowed Zhou Baiyang to go with her because she was afraid that she would not be able to get in, but the result was unusually smooth.
"What's involved?" Kong Yanze asked her with a smile, leaning on the sofa to bask in the sun.
Yao Youhe didn't really see any scars on him, except that he looked a little sleepy as if he had just woken up from a nap. Zhou Boyang sat next to Kong Yanze and interrupted.
"I've already told you, my brother loves his sister-in-law very much, why are you worrying about him for nothing?"
"You and your brother are in the same group, so of course you speak for him." Yao Youhe sneered.
Kong Yanze caught a glimpse of the jewel earrings she was wearing today. They were very delicate, and when she moved her head, the different arrangements of the gemstones on them emitted different radiances.
Yao Youhe has a delicate and gentle appearance, but her voice and the way she dresses reveal a carefree air, without any of the arrogance of a young lady.
She was dressed in clothes today, with her hands in her coat pockets. She had a strange expression on her face and looked at the housekeeper who was following her from time to time with a bit of vigilance.
"Ms. Yao..."
"What Miss Yao?" Yao Youhe interrupted Kong Yanze. "You are the youngest among the three of us, call me Sister Youhe."
"Zhou Baiqiao is almost thirty years old, and he is really an old cow eating young grass..."
"Hey, at least you're still in my brother's house. Go out and say bad things about him." Zhou Boyang is also a model of brotherly love and respect.
"Okay, Sister Youhe." Kong Yanze took out a few loose stones, including rubies, blue ones, and a large yellow diamond.
"It's useless for me to hold it. Do you want to pick one and take it?"
Yao Youhe's eyes lit up. He took the gloves handed to him by the housekeeper and looked at them carefully under the light.
"The real person never reveals his true identity. He just casually took out the extremely expensive gemstone that was fiercely sought after at the auction a while ago."
"But I can't accept it." Yao Youhe admired it again and again, smiling carefreely. "After I accept it, I will be short of breath when I scold Zhou Baiqiao."
She knew that when Kong Yanze saw her, he would think of her and would always want to help her. Their situations were similar to some extent.
Her studio is still a small workshop, and both funding and customer base depend on her family. She has been trying hard but it won’t be easy in the short term.
In addition to private orders, the jewelry they design can also be sent to competitions. If they get a good ranking and sell at a high price at an auction house, they can become famous and attract investment, but who will invest is all back to their circle.
If she used the stone given by Kong Yanze, someone would notice it. With Zhou Baiqiao's help, she would face less resistance in everything she did.
She didn't mind using Zhou Baiqiao, but she didn't want Kong Yanze to suffer. After he left here, these would be his family assets.
"All right."
Kong Yanze didn't force it. In fact, he thought that this method seemed a bit roundabout, and it would be better to just give a check.
Yao Youhe glanced at Zhou Baiyang, then hesitated to speak and avoided him, then winked at Kong Yanze.
Kong Yanze understood that she had something to say, and spoke loudly.
"There's a rare string of imperial green jadeite beads upstairs. Now that you're here, do you want to take a look?"
Zhou Baiyang hesitated for a moment, but was not interested, so he stayed here and watched the two of them go upstairs to look at the jadeite.
The housekeeper smiled and stayed beside Zhou Boyang without any expression. Yao Youhe's heart was pounding as she followed him upstairs and glanced back at the housekeeper.
"Well, there really is an imperial green jadeite bead necklace."
When Yao Youhe saw him really take out a string of jade beads from the cabinet, she smiled and whispered, then moved closer to him, put her hands into her pockets again, and then reached out to touch him.
Kong Yanze raised his eyebrows and looked down to see that it was a cell phone. He looked up at Yao Youhe, who had a nervous look on his face.
"There's no surveillance here, and no one's eavesdropping."
Yao Youhe breathed a sigh of relief, but still shook his head, lowered his head cautiously, and spoke in a low voice.
"Keep your ID and bank card. He has a wedding next month that he has to attend. Find a way to get him to take you there."
Kong Yanze didn't take it, his face was normal, and he didn't say yes or no. He just looked at Yao Youhe's slightly nervous expression very seriously.
"Why are you helping me?"
She smiled. "Then why did you give me the gem? Keep it. I'm going to take advantage of my passion and the courage to poach Zhou Boqiao right under his nose."
"No matter what you think, I just think you should have more choices."
Kong Yanze took it, took a deep breath, and smiled. That smile was a little emotional and a little sad.
“I never thought that one day someone would tell me that I should have more choices.”
Yao Youhe didn't know what he was thinking of, but he was stunned for a moment because of this word. They were all resources, decorations, and playthings here, and they were nothing like himself.
Freedom, choice, such a luxury.
When they left, Kong Yanze did not go out to see them off, but just stood on the small terrace on the second floor and watched them drive away. It was already late autumn, the leaves were falling, the setting sun was setting, and the orange and yellow colors were wrinkled in the clouds.
The housekeeper stood behind him and asked him in a low voice: "Young Master, why don't you go out and play with them today?"
The autumn wind was cool, and his black hair was blown into disarray, and his eyelashes drooped.
"I don't want him to be busy at work and have to pay attention to where I went and who I met today. It also makes those bodyguards less busy for a few days."
The housekeeper smiled and said, "Young Master knows everything."
Kong Yanze smiled and looked up at the sky. "Yes, I understand everything, so don't try to persuade me, try to persuade him instead."
"No one can dissuade you from making your decision, sir."
Kong Yanze took a deep breath and sneered: "So people like him and I who are so stubborn deserve to suffer."
*
Kong Yanze did not wait for Zhou Baiqiao to come back for dinner. He changed into his pajamas early and lay on the small sofa, flipping through the photography album that he had not finished reading last time. There were small words at the bottom introducing the local customs and culture.
He was so absorbed in the look that his fingers brushed over the small words underneath the photo, and the warm yellow light from the side fell into his eyes like stars.
Until there was a sound of someone going up the stairs, neither hurried nor slow, and they stopped in front of the door, and then walked towards the study next door without stopping.
Kong Yanze slowly closed the book, his eyes dazed for a moment, and he stared at the hardcover copy of "The Lady of the Camellias" beside him in a trance.
"I can neither love you as freely as a rich man as I wish, nor love you as humbly as a beggar as you wish. So let us forget each other..."
After a moment, he put away his inappropriate emotions, looked down at the album in his hand, gently stroked the cover with his fingers twice, stood up, pushed the door open and walked towards the study.
Zhou Baiqiao never locks the door of his study, especially the door that separates it from the inner room.
There was no main light in the study, only the floor lamp in front of the table was on. Zhou Baiqiao had not changed his clothes or taken off his glasses, only his suit jacket was draped aside.
He was lost in thought, his eyes lowered, his head supported by his arm on the table, his other hand holding a lit cigarette. The warm yellow light cast a shadow on his face, his deep eye sockets and high nose bone cast a shadow on the other side, he looked very tired and uncomfortable.
He didn't frown, but Kong Yanze looked at him and noticed the suppressed emotions between his brows.
"Today, Yao Youhe..." He looked at Kong Yanze, his voice a little hoarse. He only said a few words and coughed softly before stopping.
"Bad mood?"
Kong Yanze stood in front of the desk, smiled and asked him.
Perhaps it was because Kong Yanze's tone was too gentle, or because his smile was soft and peaceful, Zhou Baiqiao looked at him and his brows relaxed, and he hummed softly.
He held the cigarette in his mouth. Kong Yanze walked up to him. It was not enough to put his legs against his own. He also spread his legs and stood next to him. He put his hand against his lips, pinched the cigarette holder and pulled it out.
Looking at him, he lowered his head, holding the cigarette holder in his mouth, then turned around and put it out on the table.
Kong Yanze looked down at him, reached out to tidy up his hair, helped him take off his glasses, then slid his fingers down the side of his face and placed his hand on his shoulder.
The fabric was smooth and cool, the light grey striped fine fabric looked expensive and neat, but when he squeezed it lightly, wrinkles appeared which were difficult to smooth out.
This was especially true for shirts. The more expensive the material, the less durable it was. Kong Yanze regarded them all as expensive wrapping paper. Kong Yanze pulled at three buttons and stopped. His fingers brushed across his Adam's apple and disappeared under the open shirt collar.
"Are you planning to let me sleep alone in the room today?"
Kong Yanze bent slightly, and his shoulders, neck, back, waist and hips formed a beautiful arc. Zhou Baiqiao rested on the side of his neck, fully exposed. The gentle trembling on his skin was gentle but like torture.
Zhou Baiqiao took a deep breath and couldn't help but lean on him and smell the faint scent of water vapor on his body.
"Do you want me to accompany you?" He asked in a low voice.
Kong Yanze nuzzled him, his black hair tickling his skin, and said with a low laugh, "Of course."
Kong Yanze grabbed his suit vest and kissed his lips. His lips were soft and both retained the same smell of tobacco. Kong Yanze lowered his eyelashes, separated his lips from a distance, and gently rubbed his lips.
Feeling a little numb and itchy, he raised his eyes mischievously to catch the aroused desire in Zhou Baiqiao's eyes, and stretched out his wet red tongue to rub across the gap between his lips.
"Do you want it?" Zhou Baiqiao asked in a light voice, veins on his forehead throbbing. He bit his provocative lips, then licked his lip beads soothingly.
Kong Yanze's hands measured his body through the expensive suit fabric, showing his strong and beautiful muscles and narrow waist with a sense of power. His fingers hooked the buttons on the waistband of his suit pants.
Such a tailor-made suit is fitted and doesn't need those belts, just buttons.
Zhou Baiqiao's eyes were almost sinister, and his strong desire was like fierce hatred. His indulgence ended here, and he grabbed him and pressed him on the desk.
Kong Yanze lay on the large desk. He was not too cold because of the bathrobe on his body. He laughed softly, stood with his legs apart, and turned to watch him tightening the buttons.
"I want you to dress, hurry up, it's late."
Zhou Baiqiao had little patience to begin with. When he pinched the silk material at the hem of his bathrobe with his fingers and saw the pile of fabric, Zhou Baiqiao realized that he came prepared.
His arms were supported at his sides, and the sapphire cufflinks on his sleeves emitted a faint light. Kong Yanze tilted his head to look at them, but it was too shaky to see clearly, so he reached out and grabbed the cufflink.
The tiny breath sounds were shattered in the air. Kong Yanze couldn't see him, and he couldn't see him either, but their bodies clearly resonated with the waves of joy and passion.
They all held their breath. Kong Yanze frowned, tapping the smooth and cold table with his wet fingers, and refused to say a word.
Zhou Baiqiao pinched his waist and said nothing. The only sounds were his rapid breathing and the sound of water.
"Uncle Zhou."
Kong Yanze cried out in a low voice, and then he raised his head slightly and slammed it back onto the table, making a noise. Zhou Baiqiao's forehead was covered in sweat, and his brows were furrowed. When he heard the noise, his brows relaxed, and his tense forehead twitched twice.
Kong Yanze was rescued. His eyes were half-closed, with an unnatural redness in the corners of his eyes as if he was drunk, and his legs were sliding down limply.
Zhou Baiqiao felt a wet patch of sweat. Kong Yanze held his stomach and twisted his legs. Zhou Baiqiao didn't mind that. He asked him to sit facing him and sit up straight.
Kong Yanze's scalp numbed, and he suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Zhou Baiqiao, his eyes wide open, pitiful and cute. Zhou Baiqiao supported him with one hand and wiped his tears.
"Shout again, okay?" he said softly and carefully.
Kong Yanze just lowered his head and leaned it on his shoulder, his violent heartbeat intertwined.
"Shout again?"
There were tears in Kong Yanze's eyes. He half-closed his eyes and looked at his chin, calling him in a low voice.
"Uncle Zhou."
Kong Yanze heard a laugh from his chest, and slowly stood up by holding his shoulders, looking at the cautious joy in his lowered eyes.
"Uncle Zhou, can I have a check this time?"
Zhou Baiqiao looked at him in astonishment and asked him subconsciously: "What?"
Kong Yanze stood up, leaning against the table to retrieve the black and gold fountain pen. The tiny tingling sensation in his legs made him tremble unbearably.
"A check for twenty million."
"This time's reward."
Zhou Baiqiao suddenly grabbed his neck, stood up and pressed him on the table again. Kong Yanze smiled indifferently, with pain and trembling pleasure intertwined.
His palm was very strong and it held his hand tightly, and the pen cap fell to the ground. Zhou Baiqiao held his hand and signed the check.
Zhou Boqiao
Kong Yanze was held down to see each stroke clearly. If his fingers couldn't hold the paper properly, he would stop and hold it tighter before continuing to write.
“You can fill in as many as you want.”
Zhou Baiqiao's voice was a little hoarse, and he told him coldly.
The autumn rain fell again in the second half of the night, but the room was warm. The quilt on the bed in the master bedroom was already very thick. Kong Yanze liked a very soft bed, like falling into a gentle and warm hug.
Zhou Baiqiao's body was still damp from the shower, and he felt very cold. He stood in front of the window and watched the rain for a while, waiting for his body to warm up. The room was covered with a soft wool blanket, which was also Kong Yanze's favorite. It was comfortable and soft.
Zhou Baiqiao opened a drawer on one side and touched it with his backhand. There was a rectangular protrusion and a smooth screen. He was not surprised at all. He took it down with a little force and opened the phone case to see what was hidden inside.
Zhou Baiqiao hid in the shadows of the room, looking at each item one by one, and then put them back one by one. Finally, according to Kong Yanze's habit, he put them back on the inner wall of the drawer.
Zhou Baiqiao opened the quilt and lay beside him. Kong Yanze closed his eyes, frowned and pouted, looking like he had suffered a great injustice. When he stretched out his hand and touched his body, he couldn't help but tremble.
Zhou Baiqiao pulled him over, reached out and slowly patted his back, watching him slowly relax and fall completely asleep.
"You win, you win Uncle Zhou."
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