Four-Faced Buddha [To My Shore] - Chap 69
Chapter 69 Peeping
2024-10-13 07:28 Category: Four-Faced BuddhaTurn off the lights
Yu Shulang’s new house is in a great location, less than a 10-minute walk from the subway station.
Although it was early spring, the night wind was still cold, but he was in no hurry to go home.
He sat down on a bench in the residential area, took out a cigarette from the pack, thought for a moment, and then pushed it back. You Shulang had smoked too much today, and his throat was now a little dry and hoarse.
He pulled out a few pages from his briefcase; they were photocopies of the contract signed between Changling Pharmaceutical and Pinfeng Venture Capital.
As he flipped through the papers, he recalled Huang Qimin’s words: “I’ve also contacted other investment companies, but they either thought the Changling project had no prospects or tried every means to squeeze our profits. Only ‘Pinfeng’ offered the most favorable terms, and they were indeed very creative in designing their later marketing strategies.”
“But if you put ‘completing process optimization within 20 days’ on paper, aren’t you afraid that he will renege on his promise and make you pay a huge penalty?” You Shulang asked at the time.
Huang Qimin waved his hand: “They’ve already invested so much upfront, there’s no reason for them to do something that harms others without benefiting themselves. Besides, if they really go back on their word and push me too far, I’ll hand over the unfinished work to them. They won’t make me lose money!”
After a long silence, the portly old man sighed again: “On the other hand, if it really comes to that, all the effort our entire team has put into this project will have been wasted.”
The reminiscence ended there. You Shulang tossed the photocopy onto the bench and took out a cigarette, which he then held between his teeth.
“Fan Xiao, what exactly do you want?” You Shulang’s hoarse voice was broken into pieces in the early spring wind…
When You Shulang returned to his new home, he took off his coat and suit and poured himself a glass of wine.
The red wine, still slightly sour from being exposed to air, was downed in one gulp, but even that couldn’t dispel You Shulang’s sorrow.
He put down the cup and walked towards the bedroom, loosening his tie as he went. He stood in front of the wardrobe, unbuttoned his shirt, and was about to change into his pajamas when his hand suddenly stopped.
He looked around the room, scrutinizing every inch, and after a moment’s thought, he opened the wardrobe door and slowly changed his clothes.
Leaving the bedroom, You Shulang made a phone call. During his years as office director, entertaining guests was a routine part of his job. Guests had different tastes; some appreciated highbrow culture, while others preferred more down-to-earth entertainment.
You Shulang had to arrange everything perfectly to accommodate all these preferences.
He dialed an inside number of a nightclub he knew and quickly ordered a male escort. When asked about his preferences, You Shulang coughed lightly and said, “Slimmer, with a softer figure, fair skin, and a tendency to be affectionate.”
The person arrived quickly; the doorbell rang less than half an hour later.
You Shulang tightened the belt of his bathrobe, walked over, and opened the door.
A handsome boy stood outside the door, looking to be just over twenty, with a few pimples on his forehead, which he covered with thick foundation.
The boy’s eyes lit up when he saw You Shulang, and he placed his hand on the door frame teasingly: “Brother, is this the person you called?”
“Come in.” You Shulang turned and walked back to the living room, picked up a glass of red wine, and asked, “Would you like a glass?”
The boy, exuding a fragrant aroma, wafted over to You Shulang, leaned on his shoulder, and said softly, “Brother likes to drink before making love? But I prefer to drink while making love.”
You Shulang turned to look at him, reached out and patted his cheek: “Okay, then I’ll keep you company while we cook and drink.”
The boy hadn’t encountered such a high-quality customer in a long time. He was a little carried away and hugged You Shulang’s waist tightly.
“Brother, I took a shower and did my own work before coming, so I can come right away.”
You Shulang took a sip of wine, his breath carrying a faint aroma of alcohol: “That’s tempting enough, go lie down and get ready.”
The boy was very well-behaved. He tiptoed and kissed You Shulang on the cheek, then took off his clothes and walked towards the bedroom. Every movement he made seemed meticulously planned, showcasing his most outstanding assets to the fullest.
Before long, the person was lying on the bed, and both their movements and their figure were incredibly arousing.
You Shulang slowly walked towards the bedroom. Just as he reached the door, his phone rang.
With a cold glint in his eyes, You Shulang ignored the annoying ringing.
As his toes touched the edge of the bed, You Shulang placed his hand on a soft mass and gently squeezed it.
The ringing, which had just stopped, started again without interruption. You Shulang ignored it and began to loosen the belt of his bathrobe.
A loud knocking sound came from the front door, followed by the sound of a key turning in.
The door was slammed shut with a loud bang, and the next moment, You Shulang saw the furious Fan Xiao.
really!
He tossed a piece of clothing over the frightened boy. Then, he lazily glanced at Fan Xiao and asked indifferently, “Why don’t you keep watching if there’s a good show? Don’t you like monitoring other people’s lives?”
Fan Xiao, who was blocking the doorway, had a livid face. The screen of his phone, which he was holding in his hand, was still showing the scene inside the room.
You Shulang glanced at his phone, his voice cold and hard: “The angle and clarity are both good. How many cameras like this did President Fan install?”
With a snap, the phone screen went black, and the ferocity in Fan Xiao’s eyes was clearly visible.
He rarely shows his emotions and has become accustomed to wearing a shell around himself, making it impossible for anyone to touch his true self.
But now, when Fan Xiao looked at the boy on the bed whose appearance was completely different from his own, even the hardest shell could not hide his anger and malice.
His voice was colder than ever before: “Aren’t you going to get out?”
The boy, having been caught many times before, was already experienced and could tell that Fan Xiao was not someone to be trifled with. He quickly got out of bed and nimbly put on his clothes.
“Don’t worry,” You Shulang said gently. “No one can hurt you.”
He pulled a wad of cash from his pocket and handed it over, saying, “Thank you for your hard work.”
The boy was somewhat touched, but felt even more regretful for not getting his hands on You Shulang. He glanced at Fan Xiao, who was about to lose control of his anger, and murmured softly, “Should I call the police for you?”
You Shulang chuckled, almost blinding the boy.
“No need, please be careful on the road.”
To Fan Xiao, this scene resembled flirting. He narrowed his eyes, his gaze suddenly turning fierce.
The boy trembled slightly as he passed Fan Xiao. He had reason to believe that if it weren’t for that strong yet gentle man holding him back, the person standing in front of the door would have torn him to pieces.
The door opened and closed again, leaving only two people inside.
Fan Xiao broke the silence first, forcing himself to adopt a sarcastic posture: “Someone as upright and virtuous as Director You, would hire a gigolo?”
You Shulang smiled gently: “You’ll only know if you try it and find out that you still prefer it this way.”
The veins behind his ears throbbed wildly. Fan Xiao gritted his teeth and after a long while, he finally spoke in a low voice: “Is it you who fucks him, or him who fucks you? Can he make you feel good?”
Such a blatant insult pierced You Shulang’s body like a sharp blade. He lowered his eyes, casting a dark shadow on his eyelids: “Fan Xiao, you have truly made me regret all the good things I did for you.”
You don’t deserve it at all!
You Shulang’s complete denial made Fan Xiao’s face even more sinister and terrifying. It was as if he had drunk the bitterest water; every time he thought of the good You Shulang had done for him in the past, he could taste an even deeper layer of bitterness. In the end, it all came together into a bitter fruit that he didn’t want to swallow, yet couldn’t spit out, which only deepened his madness once again.
Fan Xiao approached You Shulang step by step: “Isn’t that right, Director You?” He leaned close to You Shulang’s cheek and whispered in the man’s ear, “Isn’t the only way you can get pleasure right now to be fucked?”
You Shulang suddenly opened his eyes wide: “Fan Xiao, you!”
“Yes, I installed cameras everywhere in these houses, including the bathrooms.”
You Shulang: “!”
