True Color

Being dragged into the car by Ye Xingzhou, Qi Xing’s mind was slow and it took him a while to recall what he had just said. He gave Ye Xingzhou a push and said, “Who are you trying to fool? Isn’t your Ye Corporation a legitimate company? Why are you having meetings in a nightclub?”

“Upstairs club,” Ye Xingzhou replied casually.

Qi Xing, still in a daze, felt that something was off. If it was upstairs, then why were they downstairs? What was he there for? But he couldn’t be bothered to ask anymore and curled up in the seat, muttering a few words incoherently before closing his eyes.

The car didn’t start immediately. The secretary sitting in the passenger seat turned back and told Ye Xingzhou, “Fourth Young Master left after cursing a bit.”

“That will teach him to behave himself in the future.” Ye Xingzhou replied coldly.

“I understand,” the secretary nodded, his gaze shifting towards Qi Xing, who was beside Ye Xingzhou. He hesitated and said, “This Qi Young Master…”

Ye Xingzhou stated Qi Xing’s home address, and the secretary dared not ask any further, instructing the driver to start the car.

Suddenly, Qi Xing opened his eyes, cursed “Ye Xingzhou, you pervert,” changed his posture, let his eyelids droop, and fell asleep again.

He was completely drunk.

Neither the secretary nor the driver dared to make a sound. Ye Xingzhou’s gaze swept over them, paused for a few seconds, and then he placed his hand on Qi Xing’s face, lightly brushing it, not too gently or too heavily.

The secretary wanted to change the topic and discuss something about Lin Zhinian’s studio, but when he turned his head and saw the scene, he held back his words.

Ye Xingzhou’s face showed no emotion, and his actions lacked any tenderness. But the secretary who had been with him since his first day at the company understood Ye Xingzhou’s nature. Whenever he was evaluating something that piqued his interest, he always had that look.

Once Ye Xingzhou set his sights on something, he would make sure to get it whichever way possible, and people were no exception.

In fact, their social gathering had already ended. They changed their minds when they saw Qi Xing entering the nightclub as they were leaving.

The secretary thought to himself, “Well, this is interesting.”

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the entrance of Qi Xing’s residential area. Ye Xingzhou showed no intention of getting out of the car and didn’t wake up Qi Xing either.

He lit a cigarette and leisurely took two puffs.

The secretary coughed lightly, signaling to the driver, and they both got out of the car, closing the doors.

Qi Xing, in a drowsy state, faintly heard the sound of the car doors closing. He struggled to open his eyes and saw Ye Xingzhou’s side profile enveloped in smoke. He was bewildered, as if he had forgotten how Ye Xingzhou ended up there.

Ye Xingzhou’s gaze turned towards him and settled on his face.

Qi Xing’s mind was still foggy, and he attempted to sit up but lacked the strength. As soon as he moved, he fell back down, but Ye Xingzhou’s hand reached out and hooked his waist.

Ye Xingzhou’s palm pressed against Qi Xing’s waist, just like in the nightclub restroom earlier, slowly massaging it.

Qi Xing  had only enough strength to curse and repeat the same words, “pervert”

Ye Xingzhou’s expression remained calm, even cold, but his pupils were unusually deep, always fixed on Qi Xing. “You know I’m a pervert, yet you dare to provoke me repeatedly?”

Ye Xingzhou extinguished his cigarette, raised his hand, and lifted Qi Xing by the waist.

Qi Xing exclaimed in surprise and ended up sitting on Ye Xingzhou’s lap. Before he could react, Ye Xingzhou had already pulled open his outer jacket, slipped his hand beneath the shirt, and pressed against his waist, even going lower and sliding into his waistband.

Qi Xing instinctively tried to throw a punch, but before he could raise his fist, Ye Xingzhou stopped him.

Ye Xingzhou’s expression was calm, even ruthless, but his other hand continued to linger on Qi Xing’s waist and hips. Although the actions were extremely provocative, his expressions were blank.

Qi Xing struggled, his breathing unstable. “Let go!”

He was heavily intoxicated and couldn’t even understand the significance of what Ye Xingzhou was doing. He only wanted to get rid of the hand wandering evilly on his body. However, the more he struggled, the more it backfired. He didn’t even realize that Ye Xingzhou’s breath, which was close to him, had grown heavier.

“You’re pushing against me,” Qi Xing complained with a furrowed brow. “Are you crazy? Acting all lustful?”

While he said this, he unconsciously moved back and forth.

Both were men, and if Qi Xing were sober, he would have realized what intentions Ye Xingzhou had. His mind was completely befuddled by alcohol, incapable of considering those matters. The complaining words that slipped out instead led to even more wild thoughts.

Ye Xingzhou calmly untied his own tie and bound Qi Xing’s wrists with it.

The tie had been delivered by a luxury store in the afternoon, and Qi Xing was the one who paid the bill. The style was ordinary, and whenever Ye Xingzhou had seen Qi Xing wearing a tie with his formal attire, it wasn’t this style. So he knew that Qi Xing didn’t choose that tie himself.

However, he still put on that tie before going out.

“What are you doing? Let go of me,” Qi Xing’s eyebrows furrowed even tighter. The more he tried to break free, the more he couldn’t, and he didn’t know where Ye Xingzhou’s hand, which was still inside his clothes, was touching. He gasped in frustration.

Ye Xingzhou leaned closer to his neck, his nose touching it, and slowly trailed downwards.

Even in that situation, he could still distract himself with random thoughts .Qi xing was delicate and tender, probably not able to withstand much. With his sensitive spot in his own hands, he couldn’t even curse properly after a few moments. He could only open his mouth slightly, tilt his head back, and gasp for breath, his eyes dazed, his face flushed with alcohol.

Taking advantage of someone’s weakness and more importantly without consent  was not the act of a gentleman, but he had never bothered to be a gentleman.

He sucked a red mark on Qi Xing’s neck, and his hand followed, turning toward the front. Qi Xing shivered, unbelievably wide-eyed, as if he had become a bit more sober. He murmured indistinctly from his throat, “Hand… let go…”

His bound hands struggled to push away Ye Xingzhou’s meddling hands, but it was futile. Ye Xingzhou firmly held him down, not only keeping his hands busy but also unbuttoning two buttons on his shirt, leaving deep imprints on his neck and collarbone, one after another.

“You fucker…”

Qi Xing’s cursing was quickly replaced by gasping. His mind was already spinning, and being handled like that by Ye Xingzhou completely robbed him of his ability to think. He even forgot to resist and instead found his unconsciously clenched hand tightly gripping Ye Xingzhou’s arm, his knuckles tightening with the electrifying sensation coursing through his body.

It was his first time being handled like that, and the stimulation was too intense. Qi Xing was no match for him.

Ye Xingzhou lifted his gaze, calmly admiring the expression on Qi Xing’s face. Qi Xing’s face was even redder than before, his peach blossom eyes tinged with desire. The long and dense eyelashes trembled lightly, as if they were veiled by a layer of mist. The upward tilt of his eyes revealed a hint of both resistance and invitation. His slightly parted lips involuntarily let out uneven gasps.

Compared to the second-generation brat who had arrogantly forced someone into a basin of urine an hour ago, they seemed like two completely different people.

No matter how ferocious and domineering he was outside, deep down, he was just an amusing wild cat.

 in the end, Qi xing didn’t know if he had become more sober or more intoxicated. He lowered his head and bit down on Ye Xingzhou’s shoulder, just like Ye Xingzhou had done before. However, unlike Ye Xingzhou, his bite was particularly vicious, as if he wanted to devour Ye Xingzhou’s flesh and blood.

Ye Xingzhou remained unaffected, calmly retracting his hand and taking out a tissue to wipe himself clean, neither too fast nor too slow.

Qi Xing seemed dazed, still sitting on him. Besides glaring at him, he couldn’t react in any other way. It wasn’t until Ye Xingzhou reached for another tissue to help him clean up that he seemed to awaken from a dream. Struggling, he tried to get off Ye Xingzhou’s body. “Let go of my hand!”

Ye Xingzhou held him down again and warned in a low voice, “Don’t move.”

Qi Xing’s eyes reddened, and he growled, 

Ye Xingzhou stared at his face for a few seconds, then flicked his fingers, releasing the tie that bound Qi Xing’s wrists.

Qi Xing’s clenched fist immediately flew toward Ye Xingzhou’s face.

This time, Ye Xingzhou avoided it a second too late, and Qi Xing’s fist grazed his face. After taking this blow, Ye Xingzhou’s eyebrows barely moved. He pulled out another tissue. “Should I help you wipe?”

Qi Xing gritted his teeth, “What the fuck do you want?”

Ye Xingzhou replied in an unruffled manner, “I told you to stop cursing.”

His calm and composed attitude further infuriated Qi Xing. His nerves were twitching, and he forcefully propped himself up and lunged at Ye Xingzhou to bite him.

Of course, it was futile. Ye Xingzhou quickly caught his hands. Qi Xing couldn’t beat Ye Xingzhou to begin with, and with alcohol in his system, he lacked the strength. Soon, he was pushed down onto the seat, completely subdued.

Being held down by Ye Xingzhou, unable to move, and meeting his scrutinizing gaze from above, Qi Xing’s sanity finally returned a little. It seemed that he only just realized what Ye Xingzhou’s actions meant.

“…Are you… attracted to me?” Qi Xing’s tongue was tied.

Ye Xingzhou looked down at him and said calmly, “What do you think?”

Qi Xing gagged.

He wanted to vomit.

waves of nausea started hitting him.

Just as a car’s headlights approached, Ye Xingzhou glanced up, then pulled Qi Xing up and forcefully helped him clean up, pushing open the car door.

Qi Xing crawled out of the car, rushing to the roadside and vomited with great intensity.

Ye Xingzhou followed him out of the car and saw the car that had just stopped not far from them. His secretary whispered to him, “It’s Qi Ronghua.”

The first person to get out of the car was Qi Ronghua’s assistant, followed by Qi Ronghua himself.

Qi Ronghua saw Qi Xing, who was completely drunk and a mess on the roadside, furrowed his brows, and asked his assistant to support him. His gaze fell on Ye Xingzhou, hesitating for a moment. Ye Xingzhou took the initiative to approach him, greeted him, and explained, “Qi Xing got drunk, and I happened to come across him. I just drove him back.”

Qi Ronghua vaguely felt something was off, but he still said, “Thank you, Ye xingzhou. Qi Xing didn’t cause you any trouble, did he?”

Ye Xingzhou maintained a polite demeanor, “No.”

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Qi Xing was helped into the car, and Qi Ronghua thanked Ye Xingzhou once again before getting back into the car.

Ye Xingzhou silently watched their car drive into the residential area.

Inside the car, Qi Ronghua asked about his incompetent son, “What’s going on between you and Ye Xingzhou? How did you happen to encounter him? Who did you go drinking with to end up like this? I heard you even had someone buy a tie for him today?”

Qi Xing, still feeling dizzy after vomiting, couldn’t tolerate all the questions and impatiently said, “it’s a long story.”

Qi Ronghua said, “He brought you back, remember to thank him later. Look at yourself, what kind of image do you have? Instead of focusing on important matters, all you know is how to mess around. You came back after getting completely drunk outside. Ye Xingzhou is only a few years older than you, why don’t you learn something from him?”

Qi Xing gagged.

No, he was going to vomit again.