Chapter 42 (1/2)

“Where are you?” The man’s questions came quick, a slamming door could vaguely be heard.

Zhou Yun Sheng’s expression was leisurely, but his tone was confused and helpless, he replied, “I’m in the Han Mountain Business club, room 108. Can you come … …”

The other end abruptly hung up before he could finish. Zhou Yun Sheng packed up his phone, and sat cross-legged on the toilet, waiting. About a minute later, the door to the club was kicked in by two bodyguards, Cao Mo Kun ran in behind them, breathless. His face twisted when he saw the rotten scene in the room.

He resisted his anger and panic as he checked each body one by one. He was surprised when he saw the bathroom door open, and a pale young man cautiously peeked out, his eyes tearful. They stared at each other for a moment.

He strode over, took off his coat and wrapped it airtight around the young man, they quickly left the club, ignoring the constant apologies from the club’s manager.

“Did you take anything?” After boarding the car, he opened the coat and looked over the young man. If the driver and the bodyguards weren’t present, he would’ve taken the boy’s clothes off and checked inside and out.

“I’m fine, they gave me wine and food but I didn’t dare touch it. I saw some people losing their minds on drugs, it scared me, so I hid in the bathroom.” Zhou Yun Sheng shrunk into a ball, obediently lying in the taller man’s generous, warm arms, clearly frightened.

“Why were you so careless? Ji Han Yu left, why didn’t you go with him? Do you understand what those people were doing in there? Do you know what they would’ve done to you? I’ll tell you, to them, you look like a delicious dish, they would’ve eaten you whole!” Cao Mo Kun forcefully hugged him, gritting his teeth as he scolded

“Those guys are Ji Han Yu’s friends, he’s alienating them to save his self-esteem, but I don’t think that’s the right choice. The more friends he has, the most chances he has. What if one of them could help his business? He’s starting from scratch, he needs connections.” Zhou Yun Sheng pitifully opened.

Cao Mo Kun was angry enough to vomit blood, but he couldn’t get angry at him, he gave a sneer, “I’m his uncle, I’m the best ‘connection’ he could ever hope to get. Why does he need you to look out for him?”

“Weren’t you the one who attacked Ji Jia? Plus, your mother also hates his mom, how could you help him?”

“Did he tell you that? He told you that I wouldn’t help him, so you needed to prostitute yourself?” Cao Mo Kun narrowed his eyes, he chest filling with hostility.

Zhou Yun Sheng didn’t respond, but his silence was regarded as acquiescence.

Cao Mo Kun sneered, his raging anger had no place to vent, he grabbed a cigarette to smoke, but refrained when he remembered the boy hated the smell. He turned to pick up his phone and dialed a number.

“What are you doing?”

“What… am I doing?” Ji Han Yu’s voice sounded hoarse, with heavy panting.

“You…Are you doing someone?” Cao Mo Kun asked incredulously, then glanced at the suddenly stiff young man.

“No.” Ji Han Yu immediately denied, then gave his lover an appeasing smile. He hadn’t intended to answer the phone, but when he saw the caller ID, he’d dragged himself out of the bed.

“Don’t lie to me, I can hear you. If you really are in love with Fang Youran, I won’t block you.” Cao Mo Kun threw him some bait.

Ji Han Yu was silent for a second, then he nodded, “Ah Uncle, I really am with him, and your support is very important to us, thank you.”

“And Lin Chengze?” Cao Mo Kun continued his casting.

Because Fang Youran was next to him, listening, Ji Han Yu held back his malicious words, he only contemptuously said, “Who cares, from beginning to end, he meant nothing to me.”

“Okay, I see, continue your business.” Cao Mo Kun hung up the phone, then he grabbed the young man’s jaw, forcing him to look at him. He enunciated, “Look, this is the type of guy you love, from top to bottom, he never cared about you. He’s even fucking your best friend!”

Zhou Yun Sheng froze a moment, then forced out some tears, his expression completely desolate and desperate. He played the part of a sentimentally injured young boy perfectly. When Cao Mo Kun faced this damaged look, his always cold and bitter heart shook, a painful feeling spread out from his chest and travelled through his whole body.

“Why are you crying? Just this small setback, and you cry like you lost a family member. You really have no ambition.” His mouth reprimanded, but his hand held a napkin, gently wiping away the boy’s tears. Initially, he planned to have a ‘chance’ encounter in a few days, to let the boy see how Ji Han Yu had betrayed him with Fang Youran. But he didn’t expect Ji Han Yu would take him to an immoral sex party.

This was a serious violation of Cao Mo Kun’s bottom line. Han Yu was an illegitimate daughter’s child, he could support him when he pleased him, but he wouldn’t hesitate to knock him down into the abyss if he pissed him off.

Zhou Yun Sheng brushed past his napkin, and grabbed his sleeve, he complained, “My mom and dad are dead, do you also want to rub salt in my wounds?”

“Yes, I was wrong, baby don’t cry. Ji Han Yu is nothing, you still have me. Don’t cry.” Cao Mo Kun had never comforted before, he eventually decided that the less he said, the less likely he was to make things worse, and just simply held him tight in his arms. He lightly kissed the top of his head and forehead.

“I still have you? Did you forget? Our deal is expiring soon.” Zhou Yun Sheng dropped a bomb.

Cao Mo Kun’s breathing halted, he’d remembered that they were in a contract. Damnit, forget about making things worse, things had already started in the worse possible state. If he knew he was going to fall this hard, he would’ve never made the man enter such a humiliating deal.

Zhou Yun Sheng didn’t give him the opportunity to explain, he continued, “Give me the three hundred thousand now, in cash.”

“What are you going to do? Are you really that stupid? He said he had no money, so you accepted that he had no money without a thought? Bankruptcy does not mean poverty, it’s just a means of preserving surplus property. Baby, even a starving camel is bigger than a horse. The Ji family would never fall to the point where they couldn’t even get 300,000. Baby…. he was playing with you.” Cao Mo Kun immediately forget his tangled emotions and told the harsh truth.

Zhou Yun Sheng was silent for a long time, finally, he shook his head, “I’m not as cheap as you think. Whether he was playing me or not, since it has come to this point, I have to end it with him.” After his words fell into the gloomy atmosphere, he discretely glanced at his AI. He’d installed a few pinhole cameras at home to find the perfect chance to confront the protagonist, for the maximum emotional impact.