Chapter 64
feels ominous.
Perhaps feeling that looking down from such a height was too oppressive, he lowered himself and knelt on one knee in front of Yu Lian's small sofa.
He tilted his head back.
Her eyelashes were so thick that at first glance they looked like she was wearing eyeliner, but upon closer inspection they were just simple eyelash shadows. In the dim light, her lips were a pale red, thin, and naturally smiling.
"Xiao Lian, we meet again. Do you remember me?"
His speech was characterized by the refined yet frivolous, drawn-out intonation typical of young, wealthy men.
A complete male vixen.
The way he was kneeling to talk to the child felt more like flirting. He had already closed the door, leaving the two people who had only met once in the enclosed space.
Yu Lian's social anxiety slithered around her like a python.
"Uh, I remember... Where's Gu Yitong?"
"She'll be back soon. I was worried you'd be hungry, so I brought you your food first." He smiled and, as if afraid she hadn't seen it, moved the plate an extra centimeter closer to her.
"Since this is your first visit, I want to give you a good welcome."
He seemed to deliberately slow down his speech when he said "entertainment," so Yu Lian could hear it very clearly.
The waiter has arrived.
Yu Lian felt that every word he said was a hint, but she only dared to complain in her heart. She lowered her head to pick at the pasta with a fork. The ceramic handle and the light pink color of the ceramic plate made her fingers look slender and porcelain white.
The movie was still playing, the volume wasn't loud, and since it was in English, Yu Lian had been listening to it in the background and hadn't watched it once. The man, with his hand on his knee, casually turned his head to glance at the screen, then his gaze stopped.
"You like watching this kind of thing?"
Yu Lian had just rolled a small ball of noodles on her fork and was about to put it in her mouth when she heard him say that. Her heart skipped a beat, and she really thought she had clicked on a pornographic film.
Looking up, the blond, blue-eyed male and female leads on the screen were still exchanging lines.
There's nothing particularly special about it.
"Hmm, what's wrong?" Yu Lian replied vaguely.
She actually hates watching foreign films, a lingering effect of her high school aversion to studying, and she dislikes English. But undeniably, using a foreign film as a background in a photo makes her look incredibly sophisticated.
"Nothing much. I've seen this before." He tapped the screen with his finger, his tone somewhat casual. "Probably in a few seconds..."
His subsequent words overlapped with the sound effects of the movie transition.
"...His intestines will fall out like the noodles you're eating right now. Are you sure you want to watch this while eating?"
A chainsaw cuts through a human body hanging upside down, and a thick, dark red liquid gushes out, splattering all over the camera lens.
Yu Lian had just put a mouthful of pasta covered in sauce into her mouth when some of the bright red sauce inevitably got on her lips. Seeing this, she froze, her cheeks puffing out, on the verge of spitting it out.
In the dim light, his eyes appeared exceptionally dark, watery, and like glass beads reflecting two worlds.
Blood is spraying on the screen, while she's eating tomato meat sauce off-screen.
A wave of nausea washed over her, and Yu Lian hurriedly grabbed the remote and pressed pause. The image froze on a frame where the chainsaw was embedded in the bone, showing the red and white cut surface, the flesh completely rotten from being sawed.
It's also meat sauce.
Yu Lian was concerned about saving face, so she forced herself to swallow the food in her mouth, feeling like she was going to vomit and her stomach was churning.
The man's gaze fell on her face, as if he had noticed something was wrong. He covered her with his hand, pinched Yu Lian's fingers and pressed the home button. The warm and soft touch was fleeting.
The screen went blank, and I returned to the initial standby page.
"Watching you eat spaghetti bolognese while watching a cult film is giving me nightmares. Stop watching." He said dramatically, winking as he placed the sparkling water from his plate into her hand. "Unless you're willing to call me tonight to coax me and make me believe there really isn't a chainsaw killer under the bed."
The sparkling water was slightly cool, and holding it in her palm took away some of its warmth. Yu Lian lowered her head to drink, washing away the sticky feeling in her mouth.
He finally let out a breath.
She noticed he was still tilting his head and staring at her intently.
He had medium-length hair, with side-parted bangs that partially covered his right eye, and the ends of his hair were tied into a thin braid at the side of his neck. Instead of a hair tie, he used a silver buckle with a thin chain to hold his hair up.
His attire and accessories were refined and elegant, yet possessed a beauty that combined decadence and glamour. In the dim light, his features were especially delicate and beautiful.
Looking at him like that, Yu Lian, who was determined not to spend money on men, felt a chill run down her spine.
The impulse to consume was instantly ignited.
I'm thinking of placing an order.
I just got 50,000 yuan from my husband. If I don't spend it now, when will I ever spend it?
Yu Lian looked at him, afraid of making a misunderstanding, and asked a question very cautiously.
Are you from here?
Her question was strange; I was too embarrassed to say something like, "Are you a prostitute?" Most people probably wouldn't understand.
Qi Sui stared at her for a few seconds.
She suddenly smiled. Her exceptionally beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
"Yes, boss."
"What would you like to play?"
When Gu Yitong arrived, she saw Yu Lian and Qi Sui crammed together on a small sofa. The space was so cramped that their skirts and pants were rubbing together.
Feeding.
He twirled a few noodles in a fork and fed them to the girl, carefully feeding her until she ate them. Then, as he pulled the fork out, he seemingly unintentionally pressed an imprint on her pink lips.
Hearing Gu Yitong open the door, Yu Lian looked over as if pleading for help, her eyelashes curled up, her eyes dark and moist like a small animal's. Before Gu Yitong could ask, Qi Sui placed the plate he was holding on the table with a light touch.
Click.
He rested one arm on Yu Lian's back, his sleeve casually rolled up to his elbow, the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist half-hidden by his skirt. Sitting there, his tall figure seemed to have the girl imprisoned in his arms.
When he raises his chin to look at people, his eyes appear even narrower due to his half-drooping eyelids, and there is no other emotion in his eyes besides a cold and stern warning.
It's like it's been quenched in ice.
Gu Yitong remained silent.
Yu Lian herself didn't know how things got like this.
After Qi Sui admitted that he was a male model, Yu Lian hesitated instead.
Judging from his seemingly good relationship with Gu Yitong, they even went out to eat together last time. Isn't it a bit too much for Gu Yitong to ask him to come along?
"How much do you charge per session?" Yu Lian asked, her eyes narrowed with curiosity, waiting for him to give her a rather unpleasant number.
Just looking at his face, he's a top-tier prostitute. If he didn't need to make money, he wouldn't be selling himself after graduating from S University. She didn't have any prejudice, but if he really was selling himself, she hoped she'd get half price.
Because she is a student.
Qi Sui seemed to have gotten tired of squatting, so he sat down next to her on the sofa, but only in a small corner so he didn't touch her at all, his long legs pressed together in a rather aggrieved manner.
"That depends on what 'once' refers to." He tilted his head slightly. "What determines the market price isn't the quantifier, but the commodity itself, right?"
It's just one time of drinking with someone, what else could it be, doing something else?
Yu Lian only dared to curse in her heart, not wanting to show her weakness. She thought of what Gu Yitong had said in their previous chat and picked out a word.
"Issued."
Qi Sui seemed surprised by her comment, and after a half-second silence, she suddenly burst into laughter. It sounded very cheerful, her voice slightly husky.
"Go out with me? Do you want me to go out with you? That's great. I haven't gone out with anyone in ages."
"100,000 for a sexual encounter, how does the boss plan to pay?"
As he spoke, he took out his phone, and handed it to Yu Lian with a QR code for receiving payments displayed on the screen.
Yu Lian's face went blank.
Hearing this price, even the strongest impulse to buy will back down. Selling for 100,000 at once? Do they think other people's money is useless? Besides, she was just asking out of curiosity; she didn't even say what she wanted.
I feel like I've been scammed.
Gu Yitong said he would treat her when he came, but now he's disappeared and sent this slut to her demanding money.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Qi Sui paused in his grip on the phone, then spoke again.
"But since you're a new customer, how about a 50% discount, 50,000?"
Even 50,000 won't work...!
How did he know that Pei Shaoyuan had just given her 50,000?
Yu Lian felt dizzy looking at his payment QR code. All sorts of conspiracy theories ran through her mind when it came to money. She secretly pressed her phone under her thigh, afraid it would be stolen.
"I think..."
Qi Sui raised an eyebrow at her: "Ten thousand?"
Yu Lian: "Actually..."
Qi Sui: "Five thousand?"
"Three thousand?"
"one thousand?"
Today is the day we absolutely have to sell! A huge sale is here!
Yu Lian looked suspicious no matter how you looked at her.
The man seemed to sense her reluctance and chuckled, "Why don't you name your price? Don't worry, I'll sell it for a hundred."
Consider it a trial price.
A top salesperson is a top salesperson no matter where they are.
Everyone encounters their own "pig butchering scam," and Yu Lian, being such an easily swayed person, found herself holding her phone, which had been warmed by the flesh of her thigh, before finally probing with a question.
"Ten yuan."
"Deal." Qi Sui smiled and sat closer, the QR code waving in his eyes. He was very considerate. "You can pay in installments, 12 months? 24 months? It's up to you."
Yu Lian's pride as a poor man was hurt. She felt he was mocking her. She looked at him, then turned the ten yuan over decisively and generously.
"No need, I'll pay in full."
Once the money is paid, the transaction is complete.
Qi Sui casually tossed his phone behind him, reached out his arm to Yu Lian's other side, picked up the bowl, but it seemed as if he was embracing her.
"Let's feed our patron first, okay?"
Yu Lian subconsciously looked at the bowl, afraid that the pasta would spill on her. Taking advantage of her obliviousness, his gaze brazenly swept over her fair and slender neck, lingering on her collarbone, or even lower.
"What do you want to do next...?"
"Whispers, collars, or suspension restraints—if you don't know where to start, I can give you a list."
A fork was twirled around a noodle and handed to her. Yu Lian instinctively opened her mouth and ate it.
The man seemed to have switched into "business mode." His voice was low and seductive.
His thin lips brushed against her earlobe in a manner that was both intimate and teasing.
"I'm a professional, Suger mommy. I'll make sure you enjoy 'punishing' me. Just don't cry when things get out of hand. "
Yu Lian's ears and cheeks flushed pink; it's undeniable that flirting without using one's native language has a different feel to it.
I have a bad feeling about this.
[Thank you for the gift and for the fan creation!]
My writing flowed away like urine, tut.
He tilted his head back.
Her eyelashes were so thick that at first glance they looked like she was wearing eyeliner, but upon closer inspection they were just simple eyelash shadows. In the dim light, her lips were a pale red, thin, and naturally smiling.
"Xiao Lian, we meet again. Do you remember me?"
His speech was characterized by the refined yet frivolous, drawn-out intonation typical of young, wealthy men.
A complete male vixen.
The way he was kneeling to talk to the child felt more like flirting. He had already closed the door, leaving the two people who had only met once in the enclosed space.
Yu Lian's social anxiety slithered around her like a python.
"Uh, I remember... Where's Gu Yitong?"
"She'll be back soon. I was worried you'd be hungry, so I brought you your food first." He smiled and, as if afraid she hadn't seen it, moved the plate an extra centimeter closer to her.
"Since this is your first visit, I want to give you a good welcome."
He seemed to deliberately slow down his speech when he said "entertainment," so Yu Lian could hear it very clearly.
The waiter has arrived.
Yu Lian felt that every word he said was a hint, but she only dared to complain in her heart. She lowered her head to pick at the pasta with a fork. The ceramic handle and the light pink color of the ceramic plate made her fingers look slender and porcelain white.
The movie was still playing, the volume wasn't loud, and since it was in English, Yu Lian had been listening to it in the background and hadn't watched it once. The man, with his hand on his knee, casually turned his head to glance at the screen, then his gaze stopped.
"You like watching this kind of thing?"
Yu Lian had just rolled a small ball of noodles on her fork and was about to put it in her mouth when she heard him say that. Her heart skipped a beat, and she really thought she had clicked on a pornographic film.
Looking up, the blond, blue-eyed male and female leads on the screen were still exchanging lines.
There's nothing particularly special about it.
"Hmm, what's wrong?" Yu Lian replied vaguely.
She actually hates watching foreign films, a lingering effect of her high school aversion to studying, and she dislikes English. But undeniably, using a foreign film as a background in a photo makes her look incredibly sophisticated.
"Nothing much. I've seen this before." He tapped the screen with his finger, his tone somewhat casual. "Probably in a few seconds..."
His subsequent words overlapped with the sound effects of the movie transition.
"...His intestines will fall out like the noodles you're eating right now. Are you sure you want to watch this while eating?"
A chainsaw cuts through a human body hanging upside down, and a thick, dark red liquid gushes out, splattering all over the camera lens.
Yu Lian had just put a mouthful of pasta covered in sauce into her mouth when some of the bright red sauce inevitably got on her lips. Seeing this, she froze, her cheeks puffing out, on the verge of spitting it out.
In the dim light, his eyes appeared exceptionally dark, watery, and like glass beads reflecting two worlds.
Blood is spraying on the screen, while she's eating tomato meat sauce off-screen.
A wave of nausea washed over her, and Yu Lian hurriedly grabbed the remote and pressed pause. The image froze on a frame where the chainsaw was embedded in the bone, showing the red and white cut surface, the flesh completely rotten from being sawed.
It's also meat sauce.
Yu Lian was concerned about saving face, so she forced herself to swallow the food in her mouth, feeling like she was going to vomit and her stomach was churning.
The man's gaze fell on her face, as if he had noticed something was wrong. He covered her with his hand, pinched Yu Lian's fingers and pressed the home button. The warm and soft touch was fleeting.
The screen went blank, and I returned to the initial standby page.
"Watching you eat spaghetti bolognese while watching a cult film is giving me nightmares. Stop watching." He said dramatically, winking as he placed the sparkling water from his plate into her hand. "Unless you're willing to call me tonight to coax me and make me believe there really isn't a chainsaw killer under the bed."
The sparkling water was slightly cool, and holding it in her palm took away some of its warmth. Yu Lian lowered her head to drink, washing away the sticky feeling in her mouth.
He finally let out a breath.
She noticed he was still tilting his head and staring at her intently.
He had medium-length hair, with side-parted bangs that partially covered his right eye, and the ends of his hair were tied into a thin braid at the side of his neck. Instead of a hair tie, he used a silver buckle with a thin chain to hold his hair up.
His attire and accessories were refined and elegant, yet possessed a beauty that combined decadence and glamour. In the dim light, his features were especially delicate and beautiful.
Looking at him like that, Yu Lian, who was determined not to spend money on men, felt a chill run down her spine.
The impulse to consume was instantly ignited.
I'm thinking of placing an order.
I just got 50,000 yuan from my husband. If I don't spend it now, when will I ever spend it?
Yu Lian looked at him, afraid of making a misunderstanding, and asked a question very cautiously.
Are you from here?
Her question was strange; I was too embarrassed to say something like, "Are you a prostitute?" Most people probably wouldn't understand.
Qi Sui stared at her for a few seconds.
She suddenly smiled. Her exceptionally beautiful eyes narrowed slightly.
"Yes, boss."
"What would you like to play?"
When Gu Yitong arrived, she saw Yu Lian and Qi Sui crammed together on a small sofa. The space was so cramped that their skirts and pants were rubbing together.
Feeding.
He twirled a few noodles in a fork and fed them to the girl, carefully feeding her until she ate them. Then, as he pulled the fork out, he seemingly unintentionally pressed an imprint on her pink lips.
Hearing Gu Yitong open the door, Yu Lian looked over as if pleading for help, her eyelashes curled up, her eyes dark and moist like a small animal's. Before Gu Yitong could ask, Qi Sui placed the plate he was holding on the table with a light touch.
Click.
He rested one arm on Yu Lian's back, his sleeve casually rolled up to his elbow, the Patek Philippe watch on his wrist half-hidden by his skirt. Sitting there, his tall figure seemed to have the girl imprisoned in his arms.
When he raises his chin to look at people, his eyes appear even narrower due to his half-drooping eyelids, and there is no other emotion in his eyes besides a cold and stern warning.
It's like it's been quenched in ice.
Gu Yitong remained silent.
Yu Lian herself didn't know how things got like this.
After Qi Sui admitted that he was a male model, Yu Lian hesitated instead.
Judging from his seemingly good relationship with Gu Yitong, they even went out to eat together last time. Isn't it a bit too much for Gu Yitong to ask him to come along?
"How much do you charge per session?" Yu Lian asked, her eyes narrowed with curiosity, waiting for him to give her a rather unpleasant number.
Just looking at his face, he's a top-tier prostitute. If he didn't need to make money, he wouldn't be selling himself after graduating from S University. She didn't have any prejudice, but if he really was selling himself, she hoped she'd get half price.
Because she is a student.
Qi Sui seemed to have gotten tired of squatting, so he sat down next to her on the sofa, but only in a small corner so he didn't touch her at all, his long legs pressed together in a rather aggrieved manner.
"That depends on what 'once' refers to." He tilted his head slightly. "What determines the market price isn't the quantifier, but the commodity itself, right?"
It's just one time of drinking with someone, what else could it be, doing something else?
Yu Lian only dared to curse in her heart, not wanting to show her weakness. She thought of what Gu Yitong had said in their previous chat and picked out a word.
"Issued."
Qi Sui seemed surprised by her comment, and after a half-second silence, she suddenly burst into laughter. It sounded very cheerful, her voice slightly husky.
"Go out with me? Do you want me to go out with you? That's great. I haven't gone out with anyone in ages."
"100,000 for a sexual encounter, how does the boss plan to pay?"
As he spoke, he took out his phone, and handed it to Yu Lian with a QR code for receiving payments displayed on the screen.
Yu Lian's face went blank.
Hearing this price, even the strongest impulse to buy will back down. Selling for 100,000 at once? Do they think other people's money is useless? Besides, she was just asking out of curiosity; she didn't even say what she wanted.
I feel like I've been scammed.
Gu Yitong said he would treat her when he came, but now he's disappeared and sent this slut to her demanding money.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Qi Sui paused in his grip on the phone, then spoke again.
"But since you're a new customer, how about a 50% discount, 50,000?"
Even 50,000 won't work...!
How did he know that Pei Shaoyuan had just given her 50,000?
Yu Lian felt dizzy looking at his payment QR code. All sorts of conspiracy theories ran through her mind when it came to money. She secretly pressed her phone under her thigh, afraid it would be stolen.
"I think..."
Qi Sui raised an eyebrow at her: "Ten thousand?"
Yu Lian: "Actually..."
Qi Sui: "Five thousand?"
"Three thousand?"
"one thousand?"
Today is the day we absolutely have to sell! A huge sale is here!
Yu Lian looked suspicious no matter how you looked at her.
The man seemed to sense her reluctance and chuckled, "Why don't you name your price? Don't worry, I'll sell it for a hundred."
Consider it a trial price.
A top salesperson is a top salesperson no matter where they are.
Everyone encounters their own "pig butchering scam," and Yu Lian, being such an easily swayed person, found herself holding her phone, which had been warmed by the flesh of her thigh, before finally probing with a question.
"Ten yuan."
"Deal." Qi Sui smiled and sat closer, the QR code waving in his eyes. He was very considerate. "You can pay in installments, 12 months? 24 months? It's up to you."
Yu Lian's pride as a poor man was hurt. She felt he was mocking her. She looked at him, then turned the ten yuan over decisively and generously.
"No need, I'll pay in full."
Once the money is paid, the transaction is complete.
Qi Sui casually tossed his phone behind him, reached out his arm to Yu Lian's other side, picked up the bowl, but it seemed as if he was embracing her.
"Let's feed our patron first, okay?"
Yu Lian subconsciously looked at the bowl, afraid that the pasta would spill on her. Taking advantage of her obliviousness, his gaze brazenly swept over her fair and slender neck, lingering on her collarbone, or even lower.
"What do you want to do next...?"
"Whispers, collars, or suspension restraints—if you don't know where to start, I can give you a list."
A fork was twirled around a noodle and handed to her. Yu Lian instinctively opened her mouth and ate it.
The man seemed to have switched into "business mode." His voice was low and seductive.
His thin lips brushed against her earlobe in a manner that was both intimate and teasing.
"I'm a professional, Suger mommy. I'll make sure you enjoy 'punishing' me. Just don't cry when things get out of hand. "
Yu Lian's ears and cheeks flushed pink; it's undeniable that flirting without using one's native language has a different feel to it.
I have a bad feeling about this.
[Thank you for the gift and for the fan creation!]
My writing flowed away like urine, tut.