Shen Nanxing had no resistance to observing Fu Zhiyuan’s face up close, which was so stunningly handsome it felt almost illegal. How could the Fu family have such good genes? Although Fu Chengyu might not be a great person, his face was still decent, and Fu Zhiyuan’s face was even more remarkable—it was almost better than the male leads in idol dramas. Shen Nanxing couldn’t help but sigh at the Creator’s bias.

Fu Zhiyuan thought Shen Nanxing would resist physical contact with him, and he had even prepared excuses to persuade him, but to his surprise, Shen Nanxing remained silent and buried himself in his arms without a word. His gaze toward Shen Nanxing deepened and grew more intense.

Soon, Fu Zhiyuan had Shen Nanxing in the car and even thoughtfully buckled his seatbelt for him. Shen Nanxing’s face was flushed, and he dared not look him in the eye. Fu Zhiyuan walked around the front of the car and opened the driver’s side door. The entire ride was quiet, with neither of them speaking. The atmosphere in the car felt somewhat still, and Shen Nanxing occasionally glanced out the window. However, his mind was busy thinking of ways to find leverage on Fu Chengyu. Maybe he could hire a paparazzi to follow Fu Chengyu? He quickly dismissed the idea—after all, Fu Chengyu was still the young master of the Fu family, and if it was found out, it would easily lead back to him.

Fu Zhiyuan had been paying attention to Shen Nanxing’s actions, noticing that he would shake his head one moment, furrow his brow the next, and then nod happily at times. His gaze unconsciously softened. Damn! How could Xing Bao be so adorable!

Shen Nanxing was in an inner conflict, his brows almost furrowing together. Fu Zhiyuan’s voice was full of magnetism, “Xing Bao, we’re home.”

Shen Nanxing suddenly realized they had arrived at his home. As he unbuckled his seatbelt, he thanked Fu Zhiyuan, “Thank you. I’ll head inside now.”

“Alright, Xing Bao. See you.”

Shen Nanxing got out of the car, waved at him, and said, “Goodbye,” before turning to leave.

Fu Zhiyuan stared at Shen Nanxing’s back for an unknown amount of time, his eyes full of obsessive possessiveness. “Xing Bao, one day, you will belong to me.”

…

Later that evening, Lin Bai carefully dressed up for their date. The place they chose was a high-end Western restaurant that Fu Chengyu often visited. In order to win over Lin Bai, Fu Chengyu had prepared a bouquet of roses and selected an expensive wristwatch.

“Ah Bai, you’re finally here.”

Fu Chengyu was dressed in a gentleman’s attire today, his hair meticulously styled, every movement exuding the elegance and nobility of a wealthy young master.

Lin Bai felt his heart pounding uncontrollably.

He had abandoned his usual plain attire today, opting for a V-neck knitted sweater, paired with straight, azure blue jeans and classic white sneakers.

This gave him a distinctly youthful appearance.

Fu Chengyu was captivated by his appearance. He managed to control his excitement, leading Lin Bai to sit down.

Then, as if by magic, he pulled out a bouquet of flowers from behind his back, his voice becoming softer, “A Bai, this is for you.”

Lin Bai looked at the vibrant roses, his cheeks flushed, feigning confusion, “Chengyu, what does this mean?”

Fu Chengyu chuckled softly, his eyes filled with affection, “A Bai, can’t you tell? I like you, I’m confessing my feelings!”

He didn’t give Lin Bai a chance to respond, shoving the bouquet into his arms and then pulling out a wristwatch, attempting to put it on Lin Bai’s wrist.

Lin Bai pretended to be startled, stopping Fu Chengyu’s actions, “Chengyu, are you mistaken? Aren’t we just friends?”

Fu Chengyu, mistaking this for shyness, continued, “A Bai, I fell for you the moment I saw you.

Otherwise, why would I keep running into you? I do all this because I like you!”

Lin Bai pushed him back in resistance, “No, it’s not right, Chengyu. I just see you as a friend, nothing more.”

Upon hearing this, Fu Chengyu’s usual gentle demeanor vanished, replaced by a cold sneer, “Ha, friends, I don’t believe you’ll say that again.”

He trapped Lin Bai’s shoulders, preventing any resistance, and leaned in, kissing him.

“Ugh…”

Lin Bai struggled, twisting his body, trying to escape his grasp, but Fu Chengyu’s grip tightened.

“No, Chengyu, stop, I’m scared.”

Lin Bai slapped Fu Chengyu’s back, clenching his jaw, refusing the kiss.

His struggle was futile. Fu Chengyu easily broke through his defenses, his warm tongue probing into Lin Bai’s mouth.

Soon, the air was filled with the sounds of their heated breaths.

Fu Chengyu watched as the person beneath him flushed, clearly ignited by desire.

He smiled contentedly, biting Lin Bai’s Adam’s apple.

Lin Bai gasped in pain, which only excited Fu Chengyu further.

He pinched Lin Bai’s chin with one hand, the other reaching down towards his lower body, “A Bai, see, you’re not completely indifferent to me.”

Lin Bai panted, his expression one of humiliation, “Fu Chengyu, all you’ll get from this is a soulless body.”

Fu Chengyu looked at him with a crazed expression, “You forced me into this. I confessed my feelings with all my heart, and you rejected me. So this is what I have to do. One day, you’ll love me!”

After speaking, Fu Chengyu scooped him up in his arms, carrying him to the hotel in a private elevator.

Lin Bai wept silently throughout the journey, his appearance shattered and broken.

Fu Chengyu threw him onto the soft bed, Lin Bai’s eyes filled with anger as he glared at him, “Fu Chengyu, I hate you!”

“A Bai, it’s alright, you’ll fall in love with me after tonight.”

Fu Chengyu loosened his tie, holding Lin Bai’s hands above his head and tying them together.

His hands roamed Lin Bai’s body, from his Adam’s apple to his collarbone and chest, eliciting a muffled groan from the person beneath him.

Fu Chengyu was pleased with his reaction. He leaned close to Lin Bai’s ear, whispering a seductive temptation, “A Bai, stay with me, and you won’t have to work those meaningless part-time jobs anymore. I can give you extra spending money every month. Don’t you want this kind of life?”

Lin Bai looked at him with humiliation, “You say you like me, but you just want to keep me as a sugar baby.”

Fu Chengyu patted his cheek, his eyes reflecting a hint of obsession as he looked at this face that resembled Shen Nanxing’s.

“A Bai, do you know? I love your face the most.

If you don’t agree, I’ll make sure you can’t survive in Jing City!”

Lin Bai’s silent tears were his only answer.

Fu Chengyu smiled contentedly, a hint of madness flashing in his eyes, and began to savor this delicious “dessert.”

The night was still young.

Lin Bai woke up in the middle of the night, his body covered in intimate marks, a glint of triumph in his eyes.

His game of tug-of-war with Fu Chengyu had only just begun.