Four people were in the elevator, standing diagonally from each other, silent.

The boy next to Qin Muye wanted to take the opportunity to get to know the famous Young Master Yan, but seeing that everyone’s expressions were off and the atmosphere was awkward, he wisely remained silent.

As the elevator reached the top floor, two suites were on the same side. Yan Chen hugged An Yi and entered the room first. Before the door closed, he took off An Yi’s coat and pinned him against the wall, kissing him recklessly.

An Yi tried to push him away but was kissed even more fiercely.

The two who followed saw this scene. The boy didn’t find it strange and smirked, while Qin Muye’s face darkened completely as he quickened his pace towards the front suite.

An Yi knew that Yan Chen deliberately didn’t close the door, to let Qin Muye see.

This move was childish, but he had no choice. Regardless of the reason, once Yan Chen was convinced that Qin Muye had intentions toward him, no matter how hard he tried to persuade him otherwise, Yan Chen wouldn’t change his mind.

In this twisted relationship between them, he never had a say.

Yan Chen noticed that An Yi was becoming more obedient and was in a good mood, so he hugged him into the inner bedroom and tenderly caressed him, but didn’t go all the way.

After resting enough, the two went skiing.

An Yi couldn’t ski, so he fell after taking a few steps with the anti-fall turtle. Yan Chen taught him a few times impatiently before leaving him alone on the track. After a few turns, he disappeared.

An Yi was bored alone, and as the snowflakes scattered at his feet, there was suddenly a tall figure in black ski suit beside him.

The person took off the ski goggles, revealing a pair of crescent-shaped eyes.

“Hi, nice to see you again. My name is Ruan Fei, glad to meet you.”

An Yi hesitated for a moment and said his name.

“How long have you been with Yan Chen?” Ruan Fei was curious about him. “I’ve been with Qin Muye for more than half a year, I often go to gatherings in their circle, but I’ve never seen you before.”

“…Not long,” An Yi said quietly.

“No wonder,” Ruan Fei thought of the scene he saw at noon and winked ambiguously at him, “The freshness is just right, you must seize the opportunity.”

An Yi’s face didn’t look good as he asked, “What opportunity?”

“Tsk, pretending to be dumb isn’t fun,” Ruan Fei looked back and then leaned in closer, whispering, “Our kind of relationship won’t last long. You have to make the most of it while the feelings are good. Look out for yourself, right?”

An Yi felt choked up and couldn’t say anything.

On the other hand, Ruan Fei’s expression was quite calm, and he seemed to be in a “wise” posture, trying to advise An Yi.

“Yan Chen is such a top-notch catch. Every extra day you can keep him in your hands counts as a day earned. I saw you looking a bit down at noom, how can that work? Play along when the opportunity arises. In this world, the wealthy are the masters.”

“Our kind of people only have the role of serving with a smiling face. Make someone happy, and they might give you a house, a car, or a watch one day. That way, you can enjoy the rest of your life.”

“…”

Maintaining a sugar daddy relationship wasn’t something An Yi wanted to boast about, but Ruan Fei could talk about it so casually with someone he just met. An Yi didn’t know how to respond. Just as he felt unsure, Qin Muye and Yan Chen approached, one after the other.

Both of them were heavily dressed, their expressions hidden, but they kept a significant distance from each other, suggesting they had just had an argument.

Qin Muye walked fast, his gaze and steps aimed directly at An Yi. An Yi felt somewhat overwhelmed. Subconsciously, he moved towards Yan Chen, but his feet slipped, and he ended up sitting on the ground.

Qin Muye reached out to help him, but at that moment, he heard Yan Chen’s sarcastic voice from behind.”Are you an idiot? After all this time, you still can’t keep your balance. Do you need someone to hold you?”

An Yi lowered his head, avoiding Qin Muye’s hand, and awkwardly got up on his own.

Qin Muye couldn’t stand by and watch any longer.

He turned around and, with an air of arrogance, said to Yan Chen, “Are you so sore about losing in skiing that you have to vent it on him? Can’t you handle losing?”

Yan Chen sneered lightly, “Do you not have any sense of shame about how you won?,” he said, taking off his goggles and helmet and thrusting them into An Yi’s arms, asking him to hold them. Then he put his arm around An Yi’s shoulder and led him back.

“Let’s eat, I’m starving.”

Qin Muye was displeased, gritting his teeth as he watched their retreating figures.

Ruan Fei was adept at reading the room and knew better than to ask questions he shouldn’t. So, he pretended not to notice and amiably hooked his arm with Qin Muye’s. “Haven’t had enough fun yet? Let me accompany you for another round of skiing.”

Qin Muye shrugged off his hand. “No need, not interested.”

The two of them then went to the restaurant together, sitting at a table away from Yan Chen and An Yi.

An Yi had his back turned to them, oblivious to their presence. Yan Chen, on the other hand, noticed every expression and movement of the two people sitting nearby.

He leaned back in his chair, casually raising his eyebrows.

Qin Muye, with an unpleasant expression, took a gulp of wine and got up to go to the restroom.

Ruan Fei, bored, sat there, suddenly meeting Yan Chen’s gaze. He hesitated for a moment, then flashed a smile that he thought was shy yet charming, raising his glass to Yan Chen from afar.

Yan Chen smiled faintly, raised his glass, and took a sip of his drink.

Then he said to An Yi, “You go ahead and eat. I’ll go wash up.”

An Yi nodded, not noticing Ruan Fei a few meters away. After Yan Chen left, Ruan Fei followed shortly afterward.

The restaurant in the resort was divided into two floors. Yan Chen went straight to the second floor.

Ruan Fei followed, and as soon as he pushed open the door to the bathroom, a large hand grabbed his hair and dragged him into a stall.

He leaned in affectionately, intending to kiss Yan Chen, but the man pressed his cheek, turning his head to the side.

Yan Chen whispered in his ear, his warm breath giving Ruan Fei goosebumps.

“Tonight, at 8 o’clock, in Room C86 of the hot spring area. Bring Qin Muye with you.”

Ruan Fei was stunned for a moment, then smiled affectionately. “So, Yan Chen gege likes to play this big?”

Yan Chen straightened up, his big hand brushing across Ruan Fei’s cheek and collarbone before pushing him away slightly, with a somewhat rogueish smile. “As long as you do as I say, there will naturally be benefits for you.”

Ruan Fei smiled even more brilliantly. “Well, let’s agree on one thing first: I won’t do any losing deals.”

Yan Chen just smiled without saying a word, lightly patting Ruan Fei’s cheek with his hand, and then turned and left.

When they returned to their seats, the ordered dishes were already served.

Seeing Yan Chen’s good mood, An Yi finally breathed a sigh of relief. He thought about what Ruan Fei had “advised” him earlier, and realized that he was right— he needed to appease Yan Chen.

Yan Chen was someone who responded to softness rather than toughness. Only by pleasing him could An Yi possibly convince Yan Chen to let him return to his normal work and life.

So, An Yi took the initiative to accompany him for a drink, behaving obediently as if they were back to the time when they were together.

After several days, most of the anger that had been pent up in his chest was finally extinguished by Yan Chen’s affectionate gestures. Yan Chen was relaxed and content, taking An Yi to the rooftop garden after dinner to watch a band performance under the night sky.

Seeing that the atmosphere had improved, An Yi finally brought up the topic of work. However, he didn’t mention that the recent orders he received were all through Qin Muye’s introduction. Instead, he simply said that he had received the down payment and that there had been a few days’ delay in the delivery date, and he didn’t want to disappoint the client again.

“So, can I go back and complete these orders?” An Yi asked.

Yan Chen didn’t answer directly but glanced at his wristwatch. “First, accompany me for a soak in the hot spring and let me see how you perform.”

An Yi blushed slightly but followed him downstairs.

The resort had several private hot spring rooms, decorated in a Japanese style. Upon entering, there was a silk folding screen separating the room into dressing and bathing areas.

There were tea cups and wine glasses by the spring, allowing guests to either relax or indulge as they wished.

Yan Chen sat in the water, stretching out his arms and raising an eyebrow at An Yi who was still on the shore.

“Let me check how you’ve been doing during this time.”

An Yi felt embarrassed but reluctantly took off his robe and stepped into the pool. He wasn’t good at swimming and could only hold his breath for a short time. Every time he tried to swim, he ended up awkwardly surfacing after a few strokes, splashing water onto Yan Chen’s face in the process.

Seeing him like a wet puppy, Yan Chen couldn’t help but laugh. “Why are you so cute?”

An Yi wiped the water off his face and weakly protested, “This is too difficult. It will take time to practice. Please don’t embarrass me.”

Yan Chen snorted and casually pulled him closer.

An Yi quickly turned red with embarrassment.

Yan Chen lifted him out of the water, casually drying him off with a robe, then rolled into a ball on the soft mat.

Finally, they had such a harmonious moment again that An Yi felt completely relaxed.

With emotions running high and Yan Chen’s constant seduction in his ears, An Yi also couldn’t help but moan softly.

In the courtyard, surrounded by snow and the flowing spring water, it felt as if only he and Yan Chen were embracing in the cold winter, which made him intoxicated.

For the time being, he set aside all troubling thoughts and focused on pleasing Yan Chen.

But just as a bit of snow fell on his chest, a gust of wind suddenly blew through the room.

The door was opened, then quickly closed.

In the dim light, on the other side of the screen like partition, there were rustling sounds of clothes being removed and the sound of kissing.

An Yi was shocked and was about to shout when Yan Chen tightly covered his mouth.

In the moonlight, half of the snow’s glow fell on An Yi’s body. In his panic, he didn’t miss the hint of cunning and malice in Yan Chen’s eyes.

The color drained from An Yi’s face. He couldn’t push Yan Chen away and couldn’t reach for his robe either, Yan Chen didn’t allow him to move an inch.

He looked at Yan Chen pleadingly, even tears welling up in his eyes, but Yan Chen remained indifferent.

On the other side, the movements of the two people became more intense. When Ruan Fei’s moans began to indicate their passion, Yan Chen suddenly smirked, removed his hand covering An Yi’s mouth, and resumed what they hadn’t finished earlier.

An Yi was ashamed and panicked.

He bit his own arm, trying not to make a sound.

But Yan Chen was up to no good. How could he resist?

Moreover, even if his mouth didn’t make a sound, other parts of their body slamming against each other wouldn’t automatically remain silent.

The two people on the other side clearly heard it, and their movements paused for a moment.

At this moment, An Yi wished he could die.

But it was precisely at this moment that Yan Chen lowered his head, hugged him affectionately, kissed away his tears, pecked his lips, and whispered in his ear with the gentlest and most seductive voice, clearly and distinctly, “I love you.”