Chapter 8

Translator’s note:

Some exciting things are going to happen in this chapter, if you know what I mean, ^v^!

He stepped back, hesitant, with eyes full of confusion, “Bo zong, you…”

“Seems like Tan Tao truly and thoroughly brainwashed you, ah.”

Bo Qin smiled mockingly, the depths of his eyes frigid with a layer of ice. His manner, akin to an executioner interrogating a prisoner with the outcome already determined, was successful in frightening the youth.

Xie Mu still remembered his lover’s words. Seeing Bo Qin stride towards him on his long legs, his heart became flustered. He was afraid of him suddenly spouting vicious remarks, just like last time, and retreated a few more steps backward.

He had only just recovered from his severe ailment, and his face was still a little pallid. His anxious and alarmed appearance of avoidance made it seem as if Bo Qin was forcing young maidens from good families to prostitute themselves.

The youth stared round-eyed, looking towards Bo Qin with both innocence and distress. With his slightly pale lips, paired with those red-tinted eyes, he appeared frail enough to blow over with one gust of wind.

His avoidance, in the man’s eyes, was similar to a turtle shuffling away slowly. With ease, he arrived in front of the youth, pinning him single-handedly to the tree behind him.

Bo Qin seemed as if he had just caught his prey, abruptly gripping Xie Mu’s tender wrist, the wrist that looked delicate enough to break with one single bend.

“Why are you running?”

The man’s deep voice was hoarse from being suppressed. Bo Qin lowered his head, his lips landing near the youth’s ear, nearly touching the side of that fair complexion, “are you scared that I’ll eat you?”

The youth still had not a clear grasp of the situation and was about to open his mouth to question him when he suddenly felt something behind him. A hard object was slowly awakening and pressing up against him through his clothing.

He may have only had his nineteen years of memories, but, as a man, how could he not have known what that was.

Towards him, Bo Qin held desire; Xie Mu’s body drenched in a cold sweat at the thought.

His nervous emotions were at their limit as Xie Mu attempted to yank off his hand, the terror in his eyes intensifying.

“Bo zong, is there a problem, I…”

“Xie Mu.”

The man leaned down with a repressive air, blowing at his nape, “You truly forgot?”

“I, I don’t understand your words…”

Hearing the youth’s trembling voice, Bo Qin locked him in his embrace. He lowered his eyes slightly to look at that pair of fright-widened eyes and their pretty pupils.

“Tan Tao is lying to you; your lover is not him.”

The person in his embrace was nervous to the extent that his body could not stop quivering. The tint of red at his nape, even Xie Mu’s nervous short intakes, all of these pierced Bo Qin’s already unstable nerves.

He could not restrain himself from sticking the youth’s body even closer to him, as if he were leeching off of his warmth, sniffing slightly at that scent of fresh grass.

Xie Mu only stared blankly for a moment before he quickly reacted again. He shook his head, gritting his teeth, “He didn’t trick me! We are lovers!”

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Except for the first phase when Bo Qin was unprepared and firmly stomped on, he was imprisoned by the man’s jail-like arms, firmly trapped between the two. No matter how hard he tried, he could not escape.

“Pervert!! You let go of me!!

For the young Xie Mu to have so much spirit was out of Bo Qin’s expectations. But this kind of Xie garnered his interest even more.

Since his initial first glance stolen at the youth still in college, he had taken great pains to □□ him to his own company. As he had been able to instigate Xie Mu’s affections towards him slowly without batting an eye, of course, he had not only these mere means.

The man’s voice was pleasant, alluring, raspy, mellow.

And at the moment, his voice also carried a slight bewitching lilt. He tightly held close Xie Mu, speaking lowly, “Xiao Mu, did you really forget? Before, in bed, didn’t you enjoy teasing me the most?”

This sentence was like a thunderbolt piercing through a clear sky, heavily crashing onto the still struggling youth’s body.

He was stunned, raising his blanched face, “You, what do you mean?”

“Xiao Mu, do you still not believe me?”

Bo Qin intimately called out his nickname. Savoring the feel of the body slimmed and weakened from illness, his slender hands slowly wandered lower.

“You, what are you doing, let go of me!”

The youth, who had stopped struggling due to that previous sentence, immediately became vigilant. Bo Qin effortlessly suppressed him, his hand, slowly and ambiguously, glided intentionally over his waist.

Sliding inside his shirt after some time, he pressed a strange spot. Xie Mu’s entire body softened, almost unable to prevent himself from collapsing in Bo Qin’s embrace.

“Xiao Mu‘s most sensitive spot is here, his favorite is here…”

The man spoke lowly, his lips inking along the youth’s creamy nape; he bit down, a patch of red quickly appearing.

His kisses teased places unknown to even Xie Mu himself. With a light caress, the youth’s entire body would melt, his red-rimmed eyes seemingly glistening with a sheen of liquid.

“You, let me go…”

Even his protesting tone of voice seemed to have softened to a degree.

“If you’re good, I won’t touch you.”

Bo Qin faintly smiled as he pulled Xie Mu into his embrace, tidying the clothes he had unfastened himself like a virtuous gentleman.

Xie Mu’s expression was absent-minded.

Tan Tao, he and Tan Tao had never been intimate together.

“Xiao Mu, you and I are the real couple. Tan Tao is but a swindler. If you don’t believe me, you can come home with me to take a look. There, there are pictures of us together.”

“He has nothing, ba?”

Bo Qin was confident/

Xie Mu loved him to the extent of being willing to sacrifice his own life.

That Xie Mu, how could he bear to leave him, ne?

“No.”

The youth’s quivering, but firm voice entered Bo Qin’s ears. He looked towards the man at that moment, his pair of pretty doe eyes filled with fury, “Tan Tao wouldn’t lie to me, he’s my boyfriend. You’re the one who’s trying to trick me!”

Bo Qin’s eyebrows furrowed, his tone deepening, “Xie Mu.”

Xie Mu pushed him, vigilant and stubborn, “Bo zong, I must apologize. I need to return home.”

He spoke not a sentence more, disregarding even the dried flowers on the ground, his footsteps, frantic and harried, as he departed.

Bo Qin’s expression was frigid as he watched the youth’s two legs stumbling in their haste, eyes dimming.

The shadow of the youth’s body slowly disappeared.

The fury, hidden deep within the depths of the man’s eyes, intensified.

He could not bear the person, who had once put him first, faithfully devoted to him, now liking someone else. Even more unbearable was that alienated and apprehensive attitude of his.

Then, go ahead.

Even if this was a toy he had thrown away, if he didn’t want it, then absolutely no one else was allowed to pick him up!

[Ding! Bo Qin’s favorability: 62]

After its announcement, the system was a little confused, [Host, you even expressed affection for no. 2 in front of the target. How come his favorability didn’t lower, but instead went up, ne?]

[Men, ma. The more unattainable, the more desirable. Other people’s possessions are best, isn’t this common knowledge?]

Xie Mu was facing the mirror as he applied powder to his neck with difficulty, in an attempt to cover up the ambiguous red mark at his nape.

Tan Tao’s line of work was a blessing as the house had no lack of things like that. Roughly finishing up, he pulled high the collar of his clothing and returned the container of powder to its original place.

[Alright, according to Bo Qin’s brutal tendencies, he is about to take action. Usually, at the very least, he is very successful.]

System: [No. 2 won’t let you get close to him.]

[That is not certain.]

Today, Tan Tao’s work had been incredibly unsuccessful.

He was the first young master of the Tao family. Since entering this line of work, weather and currents have all been favorable; if he wanted wind, there was wind; if he desired rain, there was rain. Not one person dared go against him.

But today, first was the usually happily cooperating news outlet exposing him as the first young master of the Tan family, next were some collaborating business investors pulling out. Even his loyal secretary had resigned.

The day had badly battered him. Ignoring the fact that all his money was tied up, even his father had phoned him, interrogating him on the matter of his same-sex lover.

It was as if someone behind the scenes was going against him.

Going against him…

Tan Tao’s fire burned, his brows knitting slowly together.

At that time, Bo Qin was in his flower garden trimming branches. Neither slow nor fast, he stretched out his hand to snip the excess branches off the tree in front of him. His phone rang, the call connecting directly through his earphones.

On the other end was his childhood friend of many years’ cold voice. Unlike the tone of voice one would use with an old childhood friend, this one seemed more suitable for dialogue with an enemy, “Bo Qin, is it you.”

The man seemed unbothered, concentrating on cutting the branches in front of him, asking disinterested, “Is something wrong?”

“That news outlet is one under your company, no one behind those investors would dare pull out like this, and the old man is usually easily placated. If not you, who else could make him this difficult to handle so quickly.”

“Seems like you aren’t so dumb.” Bo Qin tossed the detached branches onto the ground, the left side of his mouth rising.

Tan Tao, had in one day, lost almost all of the hard-earned business from these past few years, hatred coated his voice, “What do you mean by going against me?”

“Tao zi, I should be asking you ah.”

Bo Qin threw aside his scissors, cooly stepping on a branch laid on the ground, “Brothers for so many years, I really didn’t think that you would secretly insert people by my side.”

“What? Arranging a chauffeur by my side, do you want me to die in a crash?”

Tan Tao’s expression changed. He squinted his eyes slightly, not denying, “You want to treat me like this.”

“We grew up together; it isn’t necessary to fight so ruthlessly. I only wanted to teach you a lesson. I taught my lesson. If you apologize with a gift, then you’re still my brother.”

“Tonight, at eight, the usual restaurant, bring along Xie Mu.”

“Oh, and,” Bo Qin laughed subtly and reminded, “I forgot to tell you, if tonight I don’t see Xie Mu, then uncle Tao might receive some heart-breaking bad news.”

“His oldest son killed his youngest son, is this news hot enough?”

Finishing his sentence, the man tossed his phone onto the trimmed branches, entering the house with eyes curved smilingly.

He casually opened a drawer. His smile bloomed further as he looked at the bottle inside.

The last time the medicine had been used, that had still been Xie Mu’s first time, ba.

He didn’t think that this thing would actually still have its use.

His slender fingertips touched the opening of the drawer, slowly taking it out.

This time, it should be pretty stimulating.