Chapter 89

Xie Huaixiao was nearly driven to madness. He was only a bit late in coming out, and Xie Fuyi was already gone, driving away. He had his people check the places the other frequented, searching one by one, only to find him in this bar.

But, could a few toads defile a swan?

If he had arrived any later, the other would have been…

A flash of fierceness crossed Xie Huaixiao’s eyes, and the next moment, he grabbed the man’s hair with force, almost lifting him entirely, then fiercely slammed him onto the side coffee table. He pressed the man’s head straight onto the glass, and the man’s face was instantly covered in blood, pleading for mercy continuously.

Only then did Xie Huaixiao let go, glanced at the man on the ground, full of hostility, and warned, “Don’t let me see you again.”

He turned around, took off his coat, covered Xie Fuyi on the sofa, and was about to leave when Jiang Yu blocked his way, frowning coldly, “Who are you? Where are you taking him?”

Xie Huaixiao’s gaze paused on him, recognizing him as the person in the photo. He looked at Xie Fuyi, who was drunk because of this incident, with no trace of goodwill towards this person. His irritation was barely concealed. “Step aside. I’m his elder brother.”

Jiang Yu was stunned, the second young master of the Xie family?

He didn’t stop him anymore, letting Xie Huaixiao take the person away from there.

After placing the person in the back seat of the car, Xie Huaixiao instructed the driver to start driving.

Xie Fuyi’s alcohol buzz hadn’t worn off yet, and he couldn’t sit steadily in the back seat. Xie Huaixiao had to half-carry him into his arms.

“Xie Huaixiao?” Amidst the swaying of the vehicle, Xie Fuyi hazily recognized the figure and couldn’t help but struggle, muttering angrily, “Let go of me, I don’t want you…”

Due to the recent incident at the bar, Xie Fuyi was only draped in Xie Huaixiao’s coat. The delicate skin that had been pampered for eighteen years came into contact with Xie Huaixiao’s hands, and the touch of his skin seemed to have a magnetic pull…

Xie Huaixiao’s throat tightened, his heart pounding. He quickly tightened his embrace, preventing the other from struggling haphazardly. Despite the slender waist, his strong arms could almost encircle it with one hand.

Xie Huaixiao’s hoarse voice involuntarily softened as he coaxed, “It’s Elder Brother’s fault. Elder Brother said the wrong thing. Will you forgive me, Yiyi?”

“You actually want me to serve you like a servant? Bastard! Son of a bitch!” Xie Fuyi wasn’t easily pacified. He felt both aggrieved and angry at the thought of being threatened like this. However, being confined in the other’s embrace limited his freedom, causing his eyes to redden, and he struggled even harder.

With a “slap,” unexpectedly, amidst his struggles, he slapped Xie Huaixiao’s face. Xie Huaixiao’s face was slightly turned by the force of the blow.

The noise made the driver pause for a moment. Unconsciously, he glanced up from the rearview mirror, but his gaze was instantly drawn to the fair skin, unable to move away, until he met a pair of cold, sharp, deep black eyes. He was suddenly startled, his spine chilled, and he obediently continued driving, not daring to look again.

Xie Huaixiao raised the partition, touched his cheekbone, wincing, sighed, and said, “Darling, you’ve hit me and cursed me. Shouldn’t you forgive Elder Brother now?”

Xie Huaixiao didn’t blush at all when he used that term of endearment, nor did he know who had previously found it disgusting when Xie Tingbai called him that.

Xie Fuyi seemed to pause for a moment too, looking dazedly at his own palm. Because force is mutual, his palm was slightly numb.

However…

“I won’t… I won’t ever bother with you again.” Xie Fuyi turned his head away, his voice small but stubborn.

He had principles, after all.

Although Xie Huaixiao knew that the other was still not sober from the alcohol and might not mean what he said, it still pricked at his heart.

He simply pulled the person onto his lap, his deep voice tinged with coaxing, “Darling, what can Elder Brother do to make you forgive him? Just tell me, and Elder Brother will promise.”

“Really?” Xie Fuyi’s eyes brightened, and he tightened his grip on Xie Huaixiao’s shirt, leaning forward.

Xie Huaixiao tightened his grip on him, reassuring, “I promise.”

Unfortunately, Xie Fuyi was still somewhat intoxicated and didn’t seize the opportunity to gain more advantage. He only remembered being asked to serve as a servant, so he insisted boldly, “Then you serve me as a servant!”

Xie Huaixiao paused briefly, then chuckled softly, “Alright, I’ll serve you as a servant. Will it be okay if I personally attend to you from now on, darling?”

“That’s more like it,” Xie Fuyi grumbled, finally satisfied. As he relaxed, the alcohol quickly took its toll, and he fell asleep in Xie Huaixiao’s arms.

With the soft body leaning against him, Xie Huaixiao felt tormented. Especially since the other’s figure was slender and well-shaped, with certain parts that were particularly appealing. Now, sitting on his lap through thin pants, it stirred his desires.

Xie Huaixiao lowered his gaze. The lights outside the car window flickered, casting a glow on Xie Fuyi’s delicate features – his perfectly shaped eyebrows, straight nose, plump lips with just the right amount of fleshiness, looking irresistibly kissable.

Xie Huaixiao’s dark eyes dimmed, his Adam’s apple bobbed, and he involuntarily leaned down, pressing his lips against Xie Fuyi’s.

As expected, they were soft and sweet like jelly.

Xie Huaixiao didn’t dare to apply too much force, just gently brushing against them, quickly making the already rosy lips even more alluring.

…

Back at the Xie residence, Xie Huaixiao carried Xie Fuyi straight into the house after getting out of the car.

Surprisingly, Xie Tingbai hadn’t gone to bed yet. He had changed into casual clothes and was sitting in the living room reading a book.

“You’re back,” his handsome face showing no emotion as he spoke naturally, “Take Yiyi to the bedroom to rest first.”

Xie Tingbai’s gaze swept over the coat draped over Xie Fuyi without further inquiry. With his personality, someone probably had already reported tonight’s incident at the bar to him.

Xie Huaixiao was in a good mood tonight and didn’t pay much attention to Xie Tingbai. He directly carried the person back to the room, helped him freshen up and change into pajamas, then tucked him into bed before leaving.

Actually, by the time they returned home, Xie Fuyi had already sobered up a bit. However, the situation was disrupted again, so he simply pretended to be asleep.

Alcohol causes trouble! He grumbled angrily as he kicked off the blanket.

At this moment, the door “clicked” open again, and a slender figure stood at the door. A faintly smiling voice sounded, carrying an imperceptible hint of amusement —

“Why are you kicking off the blanket? Aren’t you afraid of catching a cold?”

It was Xie Tingbai who had come. He only turned on a bedside lamp, casting a warm glow in the dimly lit room.

“Big Brother, why are you here?” Xie Fuyi pretended to be half-asleep and accidentally kicked off the blanket. But as soon as he finished speaking, he stopped and turned away, ignoring Xie Tingbai, thinking of what had happened earlier.

Xie Tingbai didn’t mind. He slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, first tucking the blanket around him, then handing him a porcelain bowl with his other hand. “I had someone make a sobering and calming soup for you. Drink it before you sleep to prevent a headache tomorrow morning.”

Xie Fuyi: … Although he knew that these guys wouldn’t hold out for long, was it really necessary to do this so soon?

Suddenly sitting up, his eyes reddened, and he said angrily, “Why are you still caring about me? I’m not your little brother anymore!”

Xie Tingbai sighed slightly, “Drink it, or you’ll have a headache tomorrow.” After a pause, he added, “I haven’t told Mom and Dad, and no one else knows about this.”

In other words, in the eyes of others, he was still the young master of the Xie family.

Xie Fuyi instantly sensed a glimmer of hope. His eyes lit up, and in a well-behaved tone, he reached out to take the bowl. “Thank you, Big Brother.”

After he finished drinking, Xie Tingbai put away the bowl and was about to leave when Xie Fuyi hastily grabbed his sleeve, urgently pleading, “Big Brother! Help me, I don’t want to be kicked out. I… I definitely can’t survive outside…”

The more Xie Young Master spoke, the more aggrieved he became, his eyes turning red at the corners, pleadingly gazing into the beautiful black eyes, melting hearts.

Xie Tingbai indeed felt a twinge of compassion. He appeared somewhat reluctant as he said, “But everyone who stays in the Xie family has their own value, and you refuse to be a servant…”

“Big Brother, why are you also like Second Brother?” Xie Fuyi choked back tears, glaring angrily, “I don’t want to do those things! It’s hard work and I’ll be ridiculed by others…”

Xie Third Young Master had his pride.

Xie Tingbai lowered his gaze, hiding the dark color in his eyes, and finally revealed his true purpose, speaking softly, “Yiyi, since you don’t want to be a servant, then… you can only be a… lover.”

“A lover?” Xie Fuyi furrowed his brow. Some of his friends also had lovers on the side, always indulging in eating, drinking, and having fun. It didn’t seem too bad.

Xie Young Master’s face lit up instantly. “Big Brother, I agree!” He paused and added emphatically, “But you’re not allowed to bring Jiang Yu back, you’re not allowed to disclose my identity to outsiders, and you’re not allowed to tell Mom and Dad…”

Xie Young Master made his demands with righteous indignation.

Xie Tingbai hadn’t even said many tempting words yet, but he didn’t expect the other to agree so easily. Compared to being a lover to his brother, the young master felt it was more humiliating to be a servant of the Xie family?

Perhaps it was mainly because, in the eyes of others, he was still the young master of the Xie family.

This guy… Is he naive or just too easily manipulated?

A hint of a smile flickered in Xie Tingbai’s eyes, his expression still calm. “Then it depends on how you perform. Do you know what you need to do?”

Xie Fuyi hesitated at the words, muttering, “Isn’t it just that… I’ve seen how my friends’ lovers act…”

He murmured as he imitated the behavior of those friends’ lovers. His slender arms hooked around Xie Tingbai’s neck, then he leaned forward slightly, gently brushing against the other’s thin lips.

“Big Brother, is this okay?”

Xie Tingbai’s eyes darkened instantly. He reached out, encircling the other’s slender waist, pulling him closer. “Not enough.”

The low, husky tone vanished between their lips.

Their breaths mingled, carrying a force that almost engulfed them like a raging storm.

Xie Fuyi was left breathless from the kiss, his head spinning. In the midst of tears, he couldn’t help but whimper, cursing, “Bastard, I-I don’t want this…”

“Don’t cry, you crybaby.” Xie Tingbai kissed away the tears at the corner of his eyes, his husky voice tinged with a hint of helpless amusement.

Just with a kiss, they had both ended up crying like this. What would happen when they got into bed? Would they flood the entire room?