Ji Yan’s voice carried no trace of malice, sounding like an ordinary whisper, but the underlying threat made it impossible to ignore.
Upon hearing it, Ruan Qing trembled and instinctively tried
to escape the man’s restraint by turning his head.
However, Ji Yan’s grip on his chin was strong, and he had no
way to break free. In fact, his attempt to turn his head only intensified the
force.
The pain in his chin caused Ruan Qing’s eyes to mist over
with tears, and his eye sockets turned slightly red, evoking a strong sense of
pity.
Nevertheless, Ji Yan showed no mercy; after all, this little
trickster was the best at deceiving people.
Looking down at the young boy before him with narrowed eyes,
Ji Yan exuded a hint of danger as he demanded, “Speak.”
Although it was broad daylight, Ruan Qing felt enveloped by
the imposing figure of Ji Yan, instilling a sense of fear and trepidation.
With his pale face, unable to lower his head to avoid the
man’s gaze due to his chin being held, Ruan Qing’s body trembled slightly as he
spoke in a small voice filled with helplessness and fear, “I-I’m sorry. I
didn’t mean to deceive you or intentionally hurt you.”
“I was just...just too scared.”
As the boy spoke, his voice took on a hint of a sob, making
him appear pitiful.
However, Ji Yan knew that the boy was not as weak as he
seemed. After all, when he had been struck before, it had been done with
ruthless and merciless force, not something a weak person could do.
Furthermore, despite the boy’s seemingly pitiful appearance,
his explanation was vague and lacked any key points. He was simply trying to
elicit sympathy.
“So, this is your reason for deceiving me?” Ji Yan looked at
the young boy before him, his expression seemingly smiling yet not. “And you
don’t think that deceiving me should come without consequences?”
The boy trembled once again, his gaze lowered in fear, with a
pitiful look as if he was about to cry, “I’m sorry, I really didn’t mean it. I
hope you can forgive me...”
Ji Yan’s gaze fell upon the boy’s teary eyes. The boy’s long
lashes were adorned with teardrops, fluttering like wings, making one even more
inclined to bully him and make him cry even harder.
Ji Yan’s lips curled into a faint smile. “Forgive you? Sure,
why not.”
He leaned slightly closer to the young boy, his deep voice
carrying a mysterious and seductive tone. “Pleasure me, and I will forgive
you.”
The young boy paused, wearing a somewhat bewildered
expression on his face, as if he didn’t quite understand what this meant.
Ji Yan found the boy’s innocence very pleasurable. He
chuckled softly and reached out to gently touch the boy’s exquisite face.
His slender fingers first wiped away the tears at the corner
of the young boy’s eyes, and then his thumb lingered on the lightly colored
lips, teasing them with ambiguous friction. He then pressed down gently.
The young man’s lips were incredibly soft, perhaps because he
had just bitten them, carrying a hint of warmth and moisture. The sensation
felt like a feather scratching at the depths of his heart.
A shadow crossed Ji Yan’s eyes as he spoke with a hint of
coaxing in his voice. “Be good. Open your mouth.”
The young man wasn’t foolish and finally realized the true
meaning behind the man’s desire for pleasure.
He looked up at the person before him, his watery eyes
widening instantly, filled with shock and fear. His face turned pale, and he
stuttered, “But... but I’m a man...”
Ji Yan chuckled lightly. “I know, so what?”
A sense of panic and disbelief flickered in the young boy’s
eyes, but Ji Yan’s expression showed no sign of joking. The boy bit his lower
lip and lowered his gaze, seemingly struggling internally.
In the end, the young boy gritted his teeth and spoke softly,
“I-I’m sorry, I... I have someone I like.”
Ji Yan’s smile faded, and his eyes darkened completely. Just
as he was about to grab the young boy’s hand, a gentle voice as pure as jade
came from the doorway.
“Taking advantage of someone in a difficult situation is not
something a gentleman would do.”
Both of them turned to look at the bathroom door.
Two figures stood at the entrance, Gu Zhaoxi and Wen Li. It
was Wen Li who had just spoken.
“Brother Wen Li!” Ruan Qing’s eyes lit up, excitement and joy
appearing on his face as if his savior had arrived.
Perhaps it was the person he liked that gave the young boy
courage. The boy directly turned his head, avoiding Ji Yan’s hand. He bent down
and slipped under Ji Yan’s arm, running to Wen Li’s side.
Ji Yan did not stop him, but his expression was dark and
unclear as he looked towards Wen Li.
Maybe it was because he was saved, or maybe because the
person he liked was right in front of him. A rosy blush appeared on the
delicate face of the young boy, and his eyes glistened as he looked at Wen Li,
as if there were countless stars shining.
Wen Li gently rubbed Ruan Qing’s hair in a soothing manner.
“It’s alright, don’t be afraid. I’m here.”
As the person he liked gently rubbed his head, the young
boy’s face grew even redder. Bashfully, he showed a small smile to Wen Li.
When the boy didn’t smile, he appeared somewhat gloomy and
timid. But when he smiled, it was as if a hundred flowers were in full bloom,
displaying exquisite beauty.
His face was delicate and beautiful, with the corners of his
eyes slightly raised, forming an innocent and enchanting arc. His eyes were
clean and pure, filled with pure happiness.
Anyone could see that the young boy liked the doctor.
Sincere and pure.
It was truly enviable.
Envy rose from the depths of one’s heart, a desire to destroy
everything.
For a moment, the thoughts of the several people present were
different.
After comforting the young boy, Wen Li looked at Ji Yan,
whose face was cold. With a gentle yet assertive tone, Wen Li spoke, “Sir, I
hope you understand that forcing others is an illegal act.”
Ji Yan sneered, “Illegal? Is it also illegal to be intimate
with one’s own lover?”
As soon as these words fell, everyone’s gaze fell on Ruan
Qing.
Ruan Qing shook his head eagerly, afraid that Wen Li would
misunderstand. “No, it’s not like that. I don’t know him.”
“Don’t know? That’s really heartbreaking,” Ji Yan casually
straightened his sleeve, then looked at Ruan Qing with a malicious smile. “You
didn’t say that last night when you were in my bed.”
Ruan Qing’s face turned pale, and his eye sockets reddened
again. He looked anxiously at Wen Li and said, “No, it’s not like that, Brother
Wen Li, please believe me. I really have no relationship with him.”
Ji Yan neither confirmed nor denied the boy’s explanation. He
raised his index finger and nodded as if he was thinking. “Oh, by the way, I
remember my lover had a mole like a flower just below his chest. If you don’t
believe me, you can ask him.”
The boy’s face grew even paler.
Because Ji Yan was right, there was indeed a mole below his
chest, but the reason the other knew about that was because he forcefully
slashed on his shirt last night.
“No, it’s not like that.” The boy, who was not good with
words, welled up with tears in his eyes, as if he would burst into tears the
next second.
However, he didn’t know how to explain it and could only look
at Wen Li with pleading eyes, hoping that he would believe him.
