Mo Xuchen let out a low, ambiguous chuckle, his voice deep and devoid of emotion as he said:

“Those who dare to touch what’s mine must pay the price.”

After dropping those words, he wrapped an arm around Ji Yunzhi and headed toward VIP Room 608.

He wasn’t in the mood for pleasantries!

Boss Li collapsed to the ground in terror. He didn’t know what Mo Xuchen would do to him, but he knew he was finished…

That very night, not only did Boss Li’s company vanish from Haicheng, but every single person present at the scene also faced consequences—none escaped.

The manager watched helplessly as his one million slipped away. Gritting his teeth, he chased after them and said,

“President Mo, President Mo! You… you can’t take him away!”

Bai Shuze laughed mockingly. “Hey, do you want this dump of yours to stay in business or not?”

The manager knew Bai Shuze wasn’t bluffing, but he couldn’t just let his one million go to waste. Otherwise, his job would be on the line too.

Thinking that one million was nothing to someone like Mo Xuchen, he mustered his courage and said,

“We spent a million to buy him. So, you see…”

Even if he couldn’t keep the person, he should at least get some of the money back, right?

No one wanted to suffer a loss.

Mo Xuchen frowned. “A million? Bought him?”

Hadn’t he sent the boy home? How had he been sold off in just a few days?

Only then did Mo Xuchen notice the uniform Ji Yunzhi was wearing—the standard outfit for employees here. His expression instantly darkened.

“Who sold him?”

The manager answered truthfully, “His older brother, Ji Tian’en.”

Ji Yunzhi, nestled in Mo Xuchen’s arms, began to squirm restlessly. He tugged at his collar, his delicate face scrunched up as he murmured:

“Husband…”

“I feel so hot…”

Mo Xuchen looked down and was met with a glimpse of fair skin and delicate collarbones…

His breath hitched, and he quickly pulled the collar back up to cover him.

Holding Ji Yunzhi tightly against his chest, he shot the manager an icy glare and tossed out:

“Whoever took the money—go ask them for it back!”

Without another word, he carried Ji Yunzhi into the private room.

Seeing Mo Xuchen leave with Ji Yunzhi, the manager tried to follow but was blocked by Bai Shuze and Su Yuyan.

“Manager, don’t act recklessly.”

“Choose wisely—do you want money, or do you want your life?”

Bai Shuze delivered the warning with a lazy smirk before slinging an arm around Su Yuyan’s shoulders, and the two walked into the room together.

The manager had no choice. He wasn’t foolish enough to challenge these men. Glaring at the closed door, he clenched his jaw in frustration.

Fuming, he stormed off in the opposite direction, pulling out his phone to call Ji Tian’en as he went…

Mo Xuchen pinned down Ji Yunzhi’s restless hands and said to Su Yuyan, “Check him. Make sure there’s nothing wrong.”

Su Yuyan walked over and gave Ji Yunzhi a quick examination before shaking his head.

“Relax, he’s just drunk. No weird drugs in his system.”

Mo Xuchen let out a relieved sigh. Just how much had this kid drunk to end up in such a state?

“Husband, you feel so good…”

“Husband…”

Ji Yunzhi found Mo Xuchen’s face cool and refreshing, pressing his own flushed cheeks against it repeatedly for relief.

Mo Xuchen tilted his head back to avoid him, but Ji Yunzhi clung to him like an affectionate kitten, pressing close again.

A faint smile tugged at Mo Xuchen’s lips as he held the boy firmly against his chest, preventing him from squirming.

Ji Yunzhi’s face, still tender from the earlier slap, pressed against Mo Xuchen’s chest, making him gasp softly in pain. He whimpered unhappily:

“Husband, be gentle…”

“It hurts…”

Mo Xuchen: “……”

Bai Shuze: “!!!”

Damn, what kind of scandalous talk was this?!

Su Yuyan sat on the nearby sofa, staring up at the ceiling as if he hadn’t heard a thing.

Mo Xuchen looked down at Ji Yunzhi’s swollen cheek and gently touched it.

So unsightly…

He much preferred the boy’s usual fair, soft complexion.

After a moment’s thought, Mo Xuchen said to Bai Shuze and Su Yuyan, “I’ll take him back first.”

Bai Shuze had gone to great lengths to get Mo Xuchen and Su Yuyan out tonight, and now they were leaving after barely saying a word.

“Seriously, Mo Xuchen? We haven’t hung out in ages, and you’re ditching us already?”

“Which is more important—your wife or your brothers?!”

Mo Xuchen: “……”

He repeated, “He’s not my wife.”

Bai Shuze scoffed. “If he’s not your wife, why are you so concerned about him?”

“Since when have you ever cared about anyone else like this?”

“If he’s not your wife, then just toss him out and let him fend for himself.”

Su Yuyan silently gave Bai Shuze a thumbs-up. Only he would dare say something like that—telling Mo Xuchen to throw his “wife” out.

He really wasn’t afraid that Mo Xuchen would eventually wise up and come back to settle the score.

Hearing that he might be abandoned, Ji Yunzhi grew restless again, tightening his arms around Mo Xuchen and shaking his head.

“Husband, don’t throw me away… can’t throw me away…”

Mo Xuchen: “……”

He patted Ji Yunzhi’s back, softening his voice as he whispered in his ear,

“Be good, and I won’t throw you away.”

Miraculously, Ji Yunzhi actually settled down, lying quietly against him.

“I’ll take him back to treat his injuries. You two stay and enjoy yourselves—put it on my tab.”

“I’ll make it up to you next time.”

With that, he effortlessly lifted Ji Yunzhi into his arms and strode out of the private room.

Bai Shuze clicked his tongue repeatedly, shaking his head. “It’s over. Mo Xuchen is done for.”

“The eternal iron tree is finally about to bloom!”

Su Yuyan poured two glasses of wine, handing one to Bai Shuze with a smile.

“Yeah, I’m looking forward to it.”

Chen Qi, waiting by the car, spotted Mo Xuchen approaching with someone in his arms and immediately recognized Ji Yunzhi.

His eyes widened in shock!

What the—what was going on?!

Didn’t he send the boy home just a few days ago?

Why was he carrying him again?!

As Mo Xuchen neared, he kicked Chen Qi for standing there dumbfounded.

“Open the door!”

“Oh! Right!”

Snapping out of it, Chen Qi hurriedly pulled the car door open.

Ji Yunzhi, now settled in the car, took Mo Xuchen’s hand and pressed it against his uninjured cheek, nuzzling into the cool touch with a contented sigh.

Mo Xuchen draped his suit jacket over Ji Yunzhi before belatedly realizing something. He pinched the bridge of his nose with his free hand.

He’d picked the boy up again…

“Find out what happened to him these past few days.”

“And get me another copy of Ji Yunzhi’s file tomorrow.”

Chen Qi: “Understood.”