Chapter 65

After recognizing the caller, Xie Fuyi’s voice turned cold and stern, getting straight to the point, “What’s the matter?”

“It seems darling still remembers me, not being dazzled by the outside world.” Bai Wuluo teased, lowering his voice lazily, “So you should also remember what you promised me.”

What did he promise?

To come whenever called, to let the other touch him?

Xie Fuyi remained silent for a while before Bai Wuluo raised an eyebrow. “What’s wrong? Are you thinking of backing out? I’ve been keeping my promise for so long without chasing you for debts.”

Though embarrassed and uncomfortable, Xie Fuyi was a man of his word. He pursed his lips and spoke succinctly, “Where are you?”

Bai Wuluo curled his lips, “Same place as last time. Tonight at eight, I’ll be waiting for you.”

…

Carrying a black bag, Xie Fuyi stood in the dark room again, frowning as he raised his hand to turn on the light.

But in the next moment, he was grabbed from behind with a strong force, his hand held, and a husky voice whispered in his ear, “Darling, miss me?”

“Don’t be so intimate; we’re not close.” Xie Fuyi pushed the approaching person away, paused, and sneered, “Do you always enjoy lurking in the dark like this?”

Bai Wuluo smirked, “In our line of work, it’s dangerous to be seen for who we really are. I mean you…”

He joked as his hands began to move up and down.

But Xie Fuyi quickly grabbed his wrist.

Bai Wuluo’s movements were restrained, and he raised an eyebrow, “What’s wrong?”

“I’ve come to repay the debt.” Xie Fuyi pursed his lips. The money he had recently earned could at least be repaid to the other person, offsetting this ridiculous promise.

He tossed the black bag he held onto the floor. “Half first, and the rest within three months.”

“Hmm?” Bai Wuluo lightly chuckled, “Sure.”

Xie Fuyi breathed a sigh of relief. “Then we don’t need to…”

Before he could finish, Bai Wuluo interrupted him, “But what will you use to repay me during these three months?”

Xie Fuyi paused, silent and unable to speak.

Bai Wuluo sighed as if disappointed, “Didn’t they say that Master Xie always keeps his promises and is upright and honest? Why do you want to back out of the last agreement?”

“You…of course not!” Xie Fuyi felt frustrated, but in the end, he could only say in a low voice, “If you want to touch, then hurry up.”

“Undress yourself.” Bai Wuluo squinted, pointing to the bed. “Then get on.”

Though his body was stiff, Xie Fuyi still raised his hand and removed his shirt cleanly.

Bai Wuluo appraised the perfect figure before him, broad shoulders, narrow waist, and smooth abdominal muscles. When his gaze fell on the faint marks, his black eyes darkened—what was he still pretending for? Clearly, he had sold himself for the role!

He stepped forward and pressed the person onto the bed, not being polite.

…

When Xie Fuyi found his hands bound, he was confused. Had Bai Wuluo been stimulated?

Why did things start going wrong?

In this battle, both sides gave it their all, albeit for different purposes. Xie Fuyi spared no effort, beating the person mercilessly; but Bai Wuluo endured the punches, finishing a whole orange without flinching.

After all, even the toughest man had weaknesses.

Especially since Bai Wuluo knew all of Xie Fuyi’s sensitivities.

…

When everything was over, Xie Fuyi lay weakly on the bed. Hearing a click, his heart tightened, and regardless of his weak body, he struggled to grab Bai Wuluo’s wrist, his voice hoarse, “What are you doing?”

As he spoke, he reached out to snatch the phone.

Bai Wuluo quickly held him to prevent him from falling off the bed, while his other hand swiftly collected the phone and then lay on the bed, hugging his waist.

“Darling, don’t be nervous, hss…” He barely finished two sentences before he winced in pain.

His body was covered in bruises from Xie Fuyi’s beating, and any movement caused pain.

He lazily spoke, “Darling, you’re so ruthless. You beat me up, and I didn’t even fight back. And you don’t need to repay that money; I’m just collecting some interest.”

Xie Fuyi became even angrier and lifted his elbow to jab at the other’s abdomen.

Bai Wuluo buried his face in Xie Fuyi’s neck, holding him tightly to prevent him from moving erratically. The pain from the wound being pressed made his face contort, but he still spoke with a muffled smile, trying to coax, “Still not calmed down? I won’t share the photo with anyone; it’s just for me to look at.”

Xie Fuyi struggled, surprised by the other’s strength; he couldn’t break free. What’s more embarrassing was that the area pressed against him seemed to show signs of arousal again.

Stiffening, Xie Fuyi dared not move recklessly and spoke harshly, “Let me go!”

Bai Wuluo chuckled lightly, seemingly pleading, “Alright, but you can’t hit me again.”

With that, he released his grip and slowly backed away.

Xie Fuyi’s face stiffened; since the other had said so, he couldn’t just hit him again. He quickly put on his clothes and said coldly, “I’ll repay the money, and the previous promise is no longer valid.”

After finishing his words, he left directly.

Bai Wuluo watched him leave without stopping him. The smile on his face gradually faded, eventually turning completely cold.

He had clearly sold himself for a role, so why did he still act so resolute and unyielding in front of him?

…

When Xie Fuyi returned to the hotel where he was resting, fortunately, Ye Yunshen still had some business to attend to tonight and hadn’t come back.

He was too tired and quickly fell asleep.

Perhaps Ye Yunshen felt guilty about what happened the night before when he had pushed Xie Fuyi too far. These days, he hadn’t forced him anymore, and every night he just held him to sleep without doing anything more.

Finally, when the filming of the movie was over, Xie Fuyi breathed a sigh of relief. During this time, they had almost completely sealed off the shooting location, and apart from the studio, everything else was handled by Ye Yunshen’s people.

On that day, Ye Yunshen sent him a message, asking him to get ready as he would take him to attend a banquet in the evening. It was said that many prominent figures from the entertainment industry, including famous directors from both domestic and international scenes, would be attending.

After replying with a “yes,” Xie Fuyi sent another message to Bai Wuluo—

“Wuluo, I have a social engagement tonight and will come back late. You don’t have to wait for me.”

On the other side, Bai Wuluo canceled all his work for the day and personally prepared a table of dishes to celebrate Xie Fuyi’s wrap-up.

But then, he received this message.

Looking at the table full of prepared dishes, Bai Wuluo’s expression turned cold.

…

In the evening, Ye Yunshen’s people came early to prepare makeup for Xie Fuyi. This time, the clothes were personally prepared by Ye Yunshen, and both of them wore white suits with similar styles. At first glance, they looked like a couple outfit.

Perhaps because this banquet was not open to the public, and whatever happened inside wouldn’t be spread out, Ye Yunshen didn’t even bother to hide their relationship.

Xie Fuyi was already handsome, but after being carefully dressed, with his long brows like ink and his clear black eyes as warm as jade, he made people feel intoxicated with just one glance, causing ripples in their hearts.

When Ye Yunshen came to pick him up, the suit of the same color on him exuded a completely different aura, showing elegance and coldness. The deep, unfathomable black eyes made people dare not gaze at him.

As soon as the two appeared at the venue, they instantly attracted everyone’s attention.

Apart from their exceptionally outstanding appearance, it was also because the person by the side of the head of the Ye Corporation had never brought anyone to such a banquet before.

But the man who came today is indeed handsome. Unlike the smooth and flattering appearance of others, he stands tall, with a gentle and elegant temperament. When his eyes lightly touch, it feels like a spring of water gently warming the heartstrings.

The crowd, who were staring dumbfounded, only felt a sudden shock in their hearts when they encountered Ye Yunshen’s cold and oppressive gaze, hastily retracting their gazes.

Ye Yunshen’s demeanor clearly exudes a strong possessiveness, so they dare not entertain any other thoughts. With Xie Fuyi accompanying him, countless others, who were regarded as unattainable big shots or famous directors, came forward to greet him.

Ye Yunshen’s expression was indifferent, yet courteous. Naturally, he introduced Xie Fuyi to everyone during the conversation.

Everyone understood without further explanation and immediately showered Xie Fuyi with praises.

Following Ye Yunshen’s demeanor, Xie Fuyi was about to fetch some red wine when his hand was held by Ye Yunshen. Ye Yunshen took a glass of peach-flavored fruit wine from a waiter he had specially summoned and handed it to him, “You drink this.”

Xie Fuyi naturally accepted it.

The people around secretly felt astonished, observing Ye Yunshen’s care for him, especially looking into his profound eyes, fearing that he might truly be ensnared.

Xie Fuyi went through the motions of socializing, but he couldn’t shake off the feeling of being watched, as if a fierce beast had locked onto its prey, making him uncomfortable all over.

Scanning around, Xie Fuyi’s gaze finally met a pair of deep and cold black eyes on the railing of the second floor.

Xiao Yuanyan held a glass of wine, his handsome face indifferent, but his eyes were fixed firmly on him.

Xie Fuyi’s heart skipped a beat, quickly retracting his gaze and avoided further attention.

He continued to socialize with Ye Yunshen and others, feeling a bit tipsy even though he was drinking fruit wine.

“I’ll go rest first,” Xie Fuyi whispered to Ye Yunshen.

Ye Yunshen glanced at him sideways, seeing a faint pink color on his pale skin and a misty haze in his beautiful black eyes, making him appear slightly intoxicated.

He hugged Xie Fuyi’s waist, “Shall we go back?”

Xie Fuyi glanced at the crowd still eagerly waiting to talk to Ye Yunshen, shaking his head slowly, “No need, you go ahead, I’ll wait for you in the lounge.”

“Alright.” Ye Yunshen nodded, then gestured for a waiter, instructing, “Take Mr. Xie to my lounge.”

The waiter respectfully agreed, “Mr. Xie, please follow me.”

…

Xie Fuyi followed the waiter to the room, feeling a bit dizzy, so he took off his coat and lay down on the bed to rest.

After a while, the door was gently pushed open and then locked from the inside.

The sound of footsteps, neither light nor heavy, slowly approached until the bed moved slightly, and the person sat down beside it, fingers lightly brushing Xie Fuyi’s cheek.

Xie Fuyi made a sound, still half-asleep, “Are you done? Shall we go back?”

His consciousness was not fully awake yet, his voice slightly hoarse, unintentionally sounding a bit coquettish.

The hand paused for a moment, then a soft scoff sounded, and a deep voice tinged with mockery followed—

“You seem quite intimate with Ye Yunshen. What’s this? Weren’t you determined to resist when I wanted to keep you back then?”