Chapter 81: Becoming a Bed-Pet
“Baby, I love it when you kiss me here. Can you feel it?” Gu Xinglan’s voice was very soft, but there was a hint of huskiness in it.
Qin Wan could indeed feel it.
When he kissed the man’s Adam’s apple, he could feel him losing control.
“Mn,” Qin Wan murmured, continuing to kiss his throat.
“Can I bite you, Gege?” There was a hint of lust in his voice that hadn’t been there before.
“You can, baby.” Gu Xinglan’s voice held a breathlessness he couldn’t quite suppress.
Qin Wan applied a bit more pressure with his teeth and lips.
Gu Xinglan’s breathing became even more ragged.
The next second, he reached out and grabbed Qin Wan’s backside, lifting him up with a bit of force for a face-to-face “koala hug.”
Qin Wan was startled, not knowing how his feet had left the ground and ended up in Gu Xinglan’s arms.
Gu Xinglan whispered into his ear between suppressed gasps, “Baby, don’t stop…”
Qin Wan looked at the way he was being held and smiled. He lowered his head and continued kissing the man’s Adam’s apple.
Carrying the boy, Gu Xinglan walked over to the bathtub.
“Wifey, shall we go play in the water?”
“Mn,” Qin Wan answered in a low voice.
He was then carried into the tub.
The two vanished into the water covered in rose petals, continuing to entwine and merge.
Beneath the surface was a joy beyond description.
It lasted for a long time.
Gu Xinglan was particularly intense that night.
After leaving the bathroom, they moved to the sofa, and then to the large bed.
He repeated the same words in Qin Wan’s ear over and over again.
“Wifey, I love you. You are mine, you belong only to me…”
“No matter what happens, never leave me…”
Qin Wan’s consciousness was sometimes clear, sometimes hazy.
He couldn’t think of anything else, following Gu Xinglan’s rhythm as he sometimes soared to the peak of pleasure and sometimes plunged into a vortex of collapse…
Today had been the worst day of Sheng Sinian’s life.
Running into Qin Wan at the casino—the boy who had escaped years ago—should have been a happy occasion.
But who would have thought that Qin Wan, who used to be a toy in the palm of his hand, had actually managed to find a backer in the Imperial Capital titan, Gu Xinglan.
Not only had he failed to bring him back, but those two had pushed him back at every turn.
He was even being forced to consider a proposal to give Qin Wan a position and shares in the group if he returned to the Sheng family.
That was irritating enough on its own.
Thinking he’d relax with a few rounds at the card table, he had ended up being caught by some random bastard who came out of nowhere.
Not only had he lost money, but he had lost a tremendous amount of face.
In a fit of rage, Sheng Sinian had dumped his little toy boy on the side of the road and flown back to the mainland overnight.
At four in the morning, Sheng Sinian arrived at the Sheng Villa and headed straight for Sheng Siyue’s bedroom.
He hammered on the door.
The door opened just a crack.
Sheng Siyue was wearing a black silk robe, standing in the shadows as he looked out.
“Is something wrong?”
Sheng Sinian was fuming and, bolstered by the alcohol, he shoved the door open and delivered a vicious kick to Sheng Siyue’s stomach.
“Dammit, I knew that little bastard faked his death! Are you fucking in on it with him?”
Caught off guard by the kick, Sheng Siyue stumbled back several steps, only steadying himself when he hit the entryway wall.
He clutched his stomach, his jaw tight.
A pair of peach-blossom eyes flashed with a cold, sharp light in the shadows.
“Big Brother, what kind of madness has possessed you?” he asked, trying to keep his emotions in check.
Sheng Sinian stormed into the bedroom, his face full of fury.
“I saw Qin Wan at a casino in Macau today!”
“Sheng Siyue, give it to me straight. Did you conspire with him back then? Did you help him escape and then stage an accident?”
Sheng Siyue’s sword-like brows were tightly knit.
“Big Brother, what are you saying? Wan-wan… he’s alive?”
Sheng Sinian didn’t answer, scrutinizing his brother’s eyes as if trying to see through to the truth.
“Yes, he’s alive! You didn’t know?” Sheng Sinian countered.
Sheng Siyue narrowed his eyes and took a deep breath. “If I had known, do you think I would have gone all these years without looking for him?”
Hearing that, Sheng Sinian’s agitation seemed to calm slightly.
He knew that Sheng Siyue and Qin Wan had been close.
That was why ever since Qin Wan and Zhou Rong had vanished into the river, he had kept people watching Sheng Siyue’s every move.
In five years, he hadn’t seen a single suspicious action.
If he truly knew Qin Wan had faked his death and had managed to go five years without contact, then he was a truly ruthless individual.
But Sheng Sinian didn’t think his younger brother had that kind of depth.
“You really didn’t know?” he asked again.
Sheng Siyue pressed his lips into a tight line and shook his head.
“Did you ask him where he’s living now?” he asked. “Is he… doing well?”
As he spoke, the light in his eyes dimmed slightly.
Although he was acting for Sheng Sinian, his concern for Qin Wan was a genuine slip of emotion.
Sheng Sinian’s mouth twitched. “You’re still fucking worried about him?”
“That little bastard is in the Imperial Capital. He’s actually hooked up with the President of Huiyao Group, Gu Xinglan!”
Hearing Gu Xinglan’s name, Sheng Siyue’s brows knit even tighter.
He had heard of the name, of course.
The two cities were neighbors and belonged to the same business circle.
The Huiyao Group had recently changed hands, with the young President Gu taking over as the new helmsman. That fact was common knowledge in Jiang City’s high society.
Internal struggles in wealthy families were like raising venomous insects; the one who clawed their way out alive was always the deadliest.
Word on the street was that this Young Master Gu had managed to cut through all the other grandchildren in the Gu family using very formidable methods.
He was ruthless, experienced, and decisive.
Sheng Siyue couldn’t understand how his brother—someone so gentle and kind—could have anything to do with Gu Xinglan.
Sheng Sinian’s words filled him with a deep sense of unease.
“What do you mean by ‘hooked up’?” His gaze grew colder.
At the question, the violent aura Sheng Sinian had just suppressed began to rise again.
“Heh, he’s become a bed-pet! Do you understand now?”
“You didn’t see the way Gu Xinglan cornered me and ridiculed me just for him!”
Sheng Siyue didn’t care about that last part. The words “bed-pet” pierced his heart like a knife.
“Big Brother, don’t talk nonsense. Wan-wan isn’t that kind of child.” Sheng Siyue’s lip line was pulled tight.
Sheng Sinian’s eyes went wide. “Nonsense? They were holding hands and pressed up against each other. What kind of relationship do you think that is?”
“A proper relationship? Gu Xinglan would take an interest in him? Unless he’s gone insane! If he’s not a plaything, then what—”
“Enough!” Sheng Siyue roared.
“I need to rest. We’ll talk about this tomorrow!” With that, he shoved the startled Sheng Sinian toward the door.
BANG!
He slammed the door shut with tremendous force.
Sheng Siyue’s mind was a complete wreck.
He didn’t want to believe what Sheng Sinian had just said. He hoped that his brother was just making things up to slander Qin Wan.
But that was only a hope.
He didn’t know what the actual situation was.
Qin Wan was the person he had spent over a decade loving and protecting with all his heart.
How could he have become someone else’s plaything!
Qin Wan wouldn’t have done that willingly. He wasn’t that kind of person.
Had he been backed into a corner by money?
He had given him a card with two million back then. Over five years, that would be four hundred thousand a year. While not a fortune, it shouldn’t have been impossible to live on.
Had something happened?
Sheng Siyue’s mind felt as if it were being strangled by a mess of tangled threads.
He couldn’t untie it, and he couldn’t get around it.
He sat on the sofa in the dark, smoking one cigarette after another.
In the shadows, the red ember of the cigarette glowed and faded.
The cool, silent early morning felt exceptionally heavy and oppressive.
Once the ashtray was filled with butts, Sheng Siyue made a decision.
Since Qin Wan had been exposed, there was no longer any need for him to keep enduring.
He was going to see him!
[P.S. Goodnight babies~]
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