Chapter 5: After Becoming the CEO’s Sickly White Moonlight 5
“Hey, do you guys think what that kid Pei Liang said is credible?”
“Don’t say it, this is really uncertain. There isn’t a single word of truth in this kid’s mouth.”
“Pei Liang looks decent enough. If he says his brother is good-looking, it shouldn’t be too far off.”
“Let’s just hope he doesn’t bring us some bald kid with a face full of pockmarks.”
“…”
“What are you all talking about, looking so happy?”
Pei Liang pushed open the door to the private room, and the voices inside paused for a moment.
Pei Liang was followed by two people. The people in the private room recognized the chubby one, while the other was turning his head sideways to listen to the chubby one speak, revealing a smooth, flowing profile.
Pei Yu nodded in response to Monkey’s question and smiled at the people in the room: “Hello everyone, I am Pei Yu. I just returned from abroad.”
The man standing in the light was tall with long legs. His trench coat was draped over his right arm, and his white shirt accentuated his perfect proportions. Due to his illness, his complexion had a sickly pallor, looking as delicate and fragile as an exquisite piece of art suited for a display window.
This person—this face and this figure—whether he was sleeping with someone or being slept with, was intensely alluring.
Everyone present, apart from Pei Liang, liked men, and several pairs of eyes immediately straightened in a daze.
Pei Liang threw an arm over Pei Yu’s shoulder and pointed to the people in the room, saying: “The one in the floral shirt sitting first on the left is the boss of Shangzhi Company, Liu Feiyu. You can just call him Brother Liu.”
“The skinny guy directly opposite you, just call him Haozi.”
“And…”
Pei Yu listened as Pei Liang introduced the rest of the people, occasionally nodding.
Those few were ordinary in both dress and speech, and their looks were the type that would blend right into a crowd. Thinking about it, they clearly weren’t the main cast Pei Liang had prepared for this show.
Except for the very first one.
Pei Yu’s gaze shifted to the first person Pei Liang had introduced.
The man was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, his hair slicked back. His face was reasonably handsome, and his aura was immediately recognizable as that of a mature man.
Liu Feiyu raised his wine glass, smiling as he toasted Pei Yu.
Pei Yu returned the smile.
The system cracked melon seeds and took pleasure in his misfortune. [He wants to sleep with you.]
Pei Yu: [I know.]
The system watched as Liu Feiyu’s gaze stuck thickly onto Pei Yu, feeling extremely disgusted. [He’s even fantasizing about you! Disgusting!]
Pei Yu remained leisurely and relaxed: [It’s fine, our positions clash.]
System: [??]
You f*cking still care about this?!
Pei Yu: [Next is the performance time.]
System: […Ptui.]
Pei Yu was seated in the single sofa to Liu Feiyu’s left.
Liu Feiyu propped his head up and looked at Pei Yu: “It’s Little Yu’s first time coming to this kind of place, right? You look quite reserved.”
“…En, my health isn’t very good. When I was abroad, my parents didn’t let me leave the house for too long.” A trace of embarrassment surged onto Pei Yu’s face.
The youth was thin-skinned and innocent, displaying all his thoughts openly on his face.
Looking at Pei Yu’s expression, Liu Feiyu’s Adam’s apple bobbed up and down, a wave of emotions churning in his heart.
He wasn’t young anymore; in his thirties, having mingled in this circle, he had played with many people. He had seen plenty of gold-diggers, sluts, and wild ones, and right now, he just loved this kind of pure innocence.
Liu Feiyu suppressed the fire burning in his heart and said: “Since you’re already here, and we are all Pei Liang’s friends, just relax and have fun.”
“Okay, thank you, Brother Liu.”
Pei Yu smiled, revealing his small white teeth.
Pei Liang toyed with the playing cards in his hand, keeping an eye on the commotion on Pei Yu’s side from the corner of his eye, and let out a soft scoff.
His dad still thought too much. With Pei Yu looking like a sickly invalid, and having been raised too well by Pei Zhiyu and his wife—so innocent that he couldn’t even see through a man’s intentions—what was there to be vigilant about?
One day, when he decided to mess with Pei Yu and toss him into someone else’s bed, this guy probably wouldn’t even know who did it and would come crying miserably to ask him for help.
Pei Liang asked: “Little Yu, have you ever played Truth or Dare?”
“En… I played it with my classmates abroad.” Pei Yu thought for a moment and replied.
“Alright, it’s easy if you’ve played it before.”
Pei Liang picked up an empty wine bottle, made sure all the liquid was drained, and placed it on the table. He gave it a light spin, and the bottle rotated in the direction he pushed.
Pei Liang: “Old rules, whoever the bottle points to is it.”
Perhaps Pei Yu had good luck; the bottle spun several times in a row but never landed on him.
Pei Liang watched as another person stood up, pinched their nose, spun around like an elephant, and then tried to grab someone blindfolded for a kiss.
In the end, having failed to grab a person, the guy hugged a pillar in the private room and took a big bite out of it.
Pei Liang: “…” Fuck.
So embarrassing.
His expression didn’t look too good as he glanced at Pei Yu. Pei Yu was smiling happily, occasionally chatting with Liu Feiyu.
Pei Yu: “What’s wrong, Brother? Is it not fun?”
Pei Liang: “…It’s fun, it’s quite fun.”
Pei Yu had a smile on his face, and his slightly pale complexion had gained a bit of color, making him look much more vibrant.
Liu Feiyu shot several subtle looks at Pei Liang, making Pei Liang feel a bout of bitterness in his mouth.
If the wine bottle wouldn’t point to Pei Yu, what could he do?
Pei Liang muttered in his heart, and perhaps heaven decided to give him face—this time, the mouth of the bottle really pointed directly at Pei Yu.
Pei Yu was clearly surprised, then said: “Then I’ll choose Truth.”
“Truth?” Pei Liang’s secretly delighted expression paused. He hadn’t expected this choice.
Hearing this, Liu Feiyu rubbed his finger against his wine glass and said with a smile: “Little Yu, Dare is always more fun in Truth or Dare. Don’t you want to try it?”
“…”
A hint of hesitation appeared on Pei Yu’s face, but he eventually nodded.
Pei Liang let out a long breath and spoke the words he had prepared for a long time: “Little Yu, do you see the Pocky sticks on the table? How about this, you pick someone present here and finish eating one stick together, and your Dare will be considered a success.”
“…”
Pei Yu tore open the biscuit bag, his gaze sweeping over the people in the private room as a cold glint flashed in his eyes.
His fingers gripped the biscuit bag tightly. Liu Feiyu took all of this in, assuming he was just shy.
Liu Feiyu patted Pei Yu’s shoulder and said: “It’s fine, it’s just eating a biscuit… If you don’t know who to choose, I…”
“Yo, having a good time? There’s even a biscuit-eating event today?”
A cynical, drawling voice rang out at the entrance of the private room, and the light from the hallway spilled inside.
A man wearing a burgundy shirt leaned lazily against the doorframe. With one hand stuffed in his pocket, he looked completely asking for a beating no matter how you looked at him.
The top two buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing a large expanse of clean, white chest, with a silver pendant swaying and catching the light.
He slowly and methodically let out a yawn, his beautiful eyes glistening with unshed tears, and slowly walked into the room… heading straight in Pei Yu’s direction.
The man’s slightly cool fingers lifted Pei Yu’s chin. His dark red lips curled up, revealing neat white teeth.
“Oh my, how come I haven’t seen this little beauty before? You guys are eating well behind my back and keeping quiet about it, huh.”
Meeting the man’s teasing gaze, Pei Yu slightly raised an eyebrow.
Liu Feiyu stood up, slapped the man’s hand away, and said with a dark expression: “Qu Shenyi! This is the Second Young Master of the Yuehui Group, not some target for your flirtations!”
Liu Feiyu blocked in front of Pei Yu, but even though he tried to block, he didn’t cover much. Qu Shenyi was quite a bit taller than Liu Feiyu. Looking at his frame alone, he seemed quite thin, but standing together, one could see he had broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and an exceptional temperament.
“Hey, don’t talk nonsense. I didn’t do anything, I just rarely see such a great beauty and was expressing my appreciation.”
Qu Shenyi shrugged, leaned sideways to peek at Pei Yu, and said: “Beauty, did you lose at Truth or Dare? I came late, so include me when you’re choosing someone to eat the biscuit with, yeah.”
“Qu Shenyi!” The veins on Liu Feiyu’s forehead popped as he glared at him viciously.
Qu Shenyi acted as if he didn’t see it. He moved a step to the side, staring at Pei Yu with a smiling face.
Pei Yu: “…”
“Okay.”
“Little Yu?!”
Liu Feiyu looked at Pei Yu in shock.
Pei Yu pulled out a biscuit stick and held it in his mouth. He stood up and walked toward Qu Shenyi, moving right in front of him under the man’s scorching gaze.
Pei Yu’s skin was extremely pale; even up close, Qu Shenyi couldn’t find a single flaw on this person’s face. He held a Pocky stick between his light-colored lips, carrying a faint milky scent from the biscuit.
As if growing impatient waiting for Qu Shenyi to eat the biscuit, his exquisite brows furrowed slightly, carrying a trace of annoyance, looking like a drop of water had fallen onto an ink painting, disturbing a pool of absurdity.
Qu Shenyi’s Adam’s apple bobbed twice, and he cursed in his heart. Fuck, how is this man so damn attractive?
At first glance, Qu Shenyi thought he was an aloof, cold beauty. Up close, Qu Shenyi felt he carried a hard-to-ignore wicked aura.
Incredibly seductive.
Pei Yu’s jaw was getting sore from holding the biscuit. He urged Qu Shenyi with his eyes to hurry up.
“Yo, the beauty can’t wait?”
Qu Shenyi pinched Pei Yu’s chin and said with a smile: “Then I definitely can’t keep you waiting.”
He bit down on the other end of the biscuit, crunching on it. Pei Yu lowered his eyelashes and bit down as well.
Crunch—
It was unclear who took the last bite, but Qu Shenyi took a step back and said: “Mmm… Today’s biscuits seem exceptionally tasty.”
The milky flavor of the biscuit lingered in Pei Yu’s mouth. He licked his lips, their color becoming noticeably rosier.
Qu Shenyi looked at Liu Feiyu with a radiant smile and said: “Isn’t that right, President Liu?”
Liu Feiyu’s face was completely black, his hands clenched tightly at his sides.
Liu Feiyu: “…” Your fucking mom!!
Translator’s Note:
- Truth or Dare (真心話大冒險): A popular party game in China.
- Clashing positions (撞號了): Slang in the BL community meaning two characters are both Tops (Gongs) or both Bottoms (Shous), making them incompatible. Pei Yu implies neither of them can be the Bottom!
- Finger biscuit (手指餅乾): A thin biscuit stick, usually chocolate or cream-coated, similar to Pocky.
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