TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 39
by VolareThe car window was half-lowered, the night breeze after the rain dispersing the thick, amorous desire inside the car.
Qi Yanwang’s slender fingers held a freshly lit cigarette, his favorite mint flavor.
Zhuo Huaimo leaned wearily against his arm, his collar slightly open.
Qi Yanwang turned his head and brushed the stray hairs from his forehead with the hand holding the cigarette, his knuckle brushing against the bite mark on Zhuo Huaimo’s collarbone.
Zhuo Huaimo took his hand, took a hard drag of the cigarette, raised his eyes to look at him, his eyes full of the lingering mist of desire.
The faint blue clock on the center console showed three in the morning, the leather seats still retaining the dampness of the evaporating passion.
Qi Yanwang wrapped his other arm tightly around him, placing a heavy kiss on the top of his head, his large hand stroking his back, unable to utter a word of heartache.
“What’s wrong?”
Zhuo Huaimo knew his inner torment at this moment, his voice hoarse after the lovemaking, teasing,
“Still not full?”
Qi Yanwang rested his chin on the top of his head, his voice husky, staring at the car clock, his pupils shining brightly in the darkness,
“Give me some time, I will never let something like this happen again, today, the last time!”
Zhuo Huaimo chuckled, his fingertips tracing the tense line of his jaw, “Little kid, you’re being promoted because this face can make money.”
He shook off the restraint and straightened his cuffs, “Do what a pretty vase should do.”
The car body suddenly shook violently, Qi Yanwang grabbing his waist and slamming him against the car door.
He bit Zhuo Huaimo’s earlobe at the neck, “Then let’s see how I tear apart this vase label!”
In the following week, Qi Yanwang discussed with the company and intensely increased his workload, although all the income combined wouldn’t help Zhuo Huaimo’s current predicament in the slightest.
But it seemed that only in this way could he reduce a little of the guilt and remorse in his heart, he wanted to grow up, to grow up like crazy.
He wanted to become his support, his armor, his backing, he hoped that one day, everyone would know that the man Zhuo Huaimo chose was worthy of him.
The lights in the studio hurt his eyes so badly.
The phone screen lit up, the conversation pinned to the top staying on the message sent by that person at 10:07 a.m. –
“Come back earlier tonight, I miss you!”
“Teacher Qi, the director said this crying scene needs to be a one-take!”
The director’s assistant came over holding the storyboard, retreating, startled by the bloodshot eyes in his eyes.
“Okay, I’ll go wash my face and clear my head!”
He said softly, the weariness in his voice undisguised, swaying as he stood up.
Just as he opened the door, he heard Yu Fengran’s voice coming from the corner of the corridor,
“President Wang, Yanwang won’t do, I’ll change someone for you… He can’t go to that kind of occasion, Huaimo specifically told me… Yan…”
Suddenly silenced, Yu Fengran hung up the phone abruptly.
Qi Yanwang leaned against the fire hydrant, raising his eyes to ask him,
“What kind of event?”
“A soiree by Zhonghe Capital!”
Yu Fengran frowned, “They want you to play Texas Hold’em with President Li.”
“Can we find someone willing to invest in *Early Spring* at this kind of occasion?”
Qi Yanwang raised his eyes to look at Yu Fengran.
Since his debut, Zhuo Huaimo had protected him very well, except for the few times when Zhuo Huaimo personally took him to meet a few reliable directors and investors, he had never let him participate in any commercial socializing, he didn’t understand many of the relationship nuances in the circle, so he could only ask Yu Fengran.
“Yanwang, don’t mess around, Huaimo said hello, you can’t…”
“Did he?”
Qi Yanwang stared at him, his eyes full of stubbornness.
Yu Fengran took a shallow breath, “It depends on luck!”
*Click-*
Qi Yanwang closed the lighter, the crisp metallic clink as clear as a bone crack.
“Prepare the car first, I’ll come over after I finish filming!”
“Yanwang…”
Yu Fengran still wanted to say something, Qi Yanwang pulled the studio door and turned back to instruct him,
“Don’t tell him!”
Turning back, he opened the conversation box between the two, his distinct knuckles replying rapidly on the screen,
“There’s a night shoot tonight, you should rest early!”
In the following days, Qi Yanwang left early and returned late, very busy.
Although the two lived under the same roof, strictly speaking, the two hadn’t seen each other in a long time.
Including at the company, in Zhuo Huaimo’s impression, Qi Yanwang was either on set or had a gig.
At three in the morning, Qi Yanwang took a shower at his own home, changed his clothes, and reconfirmed that there was no smell of smoke or alcohol before opening the door and entering the house.
But the lights in the living room were not off tonight, Zhuo Huaimo was sitting on the sofa waiting for him.
Qi Yanwang froze at the door, his wet hair still dripping, he quickly checked his body, ensuring that there were no flaws, put on his usual little wolfdog expression, and greeted him.
“Baby, why aren’t you asleep yet, waiting for me?”
Zhuo Huaimo closed the document, raising his eyes to look at him,
“Been busy lately?”
Qi Yanwang loosened his tie, leading the man upstairs,
“The new drama’s martial arts instructor is demanding.”
He avoided the other’s scrutinizing gaze, the cuffs sliding down, revealing the bruises on the inside of his wrist – from being hit by a crystal ashtray last night when he was taking the place of the investors to take the drinks.
“Busy to the point of not seeing anyone for days?”
Zhuo Huaimo’s tone was obviously a little dissatisfied.
Qi Yanwang held the man in his arms, burying his face in the hollow of his neck, greedily absorbing the scent on his body.
Such a scent and embrace reassured him, recharged him, and ignited the desire in his heart.
It had been several days since they had been intimate, not only did Zhuo Huaimo want it, but he also wanted it, very much!
Qi Yanwang turned over and pressed him down, his canine teeth lightly biting his earlobe, asking in a husky voice,
“Is President Zhuo checking up on me?”
His tongue skillfully picked open the silk pajama buttons, his palm reaching under the hem of the pajamas, gently drawing circles on his waist.
Zhuo Huaimo was very sensitive in this area, the feeling coming especially quickly, Qi Yanwang liked it very much.
His kisses fell densely, but suddenly lost strength when he contained his Adam’s apple.
Just as Zhuo Huaimo was about to ridicule him, he discovered that the person on him had breathing that had become long and steady – Qi Yanwang had actually fallen asleep with his head resting on his chest.
The man tightly grasped his wrist and murmured in his sleep,
“I’m protecting you…”
Yu Fengran parked the Maserati in the shade of the plane trees, the car freshener unable to cover the anxiety in his fingers.
In the rearview mirror, Qi Yanwang was covering the kiss marks Zhuo Huaimo had left on his neck with a makeup mirror.
“Liu Jinchen specifically asked you to take the main seat.”
Qi Yanwang buttoned the last button on his dark patterned shirt, his Adam’s apple brushing against the silk collar,
“How much can he invest in *Early Spring*?”
“If he’s willing, three hundred million should be no problem!”
Yu Fengran turned around and pressed the hand he had on the door, “Yanwang, the two newcomers he favored last year are still receiving electroshock therapy in the sanatorium, or tonight…”
Liu Jinchen!
This name could indeed make him tremble in his heart.
He used to be Che Ye’s sugar daddy, the ruthless character who sent him to a fifty-something-year-old man after he got tired of him.
The neon signs exploded bloodily in Qi Yanwang’s pupils, he shook off the restraint and laughed lightly,
“When Zhuo Huaimo smashed a glass and stabbed it into his thigh, did anyone give him a choice?”
On the other side, Zhuo Huaimo’s dinner invitation finally received a response,
“There’s a night shoot tonight, be good, I’ll make it up to you tomorrow!”
He stared blankly at the itinerary arrangement that the secretary handed over, which showed that his announcement bar was blank tonight.
Zhuo Huaimo’s heart tightened, the tip of the pen in his hand pierced the financial statement, the tempered glass cup shattered on the wall, Zhuo Huaimo loosened his tie, grabbed the car keys and rushed out of the office.
He had always had one hundred percent trust and respect for Qi Yanwang, so he would never monitor or restrict him in any way.
But, special circumstances were an exception, like now…
“Find out Qi Yanwang’s location for me immediately!”
Zhuo Huaimo said to the person on the other end of the phone, his voice as if it had been quenched in ice!
【South City Clubhouse】
The crystal chandelier refracted a strange light on the poker face, Qi Yanwang pushed the chips over the velvet gambling table,
“Thirty million to call.”
Liu Jinchen’s alligator skin shoe rubbed against his calf,
“The stakes I want aren’t money.”
A diamond-encrusted lighter suddenly ignited his cuff,
“For example, this Armani is very annoying.”
Qi Yanwang extinguished the flame with whiskey,
“How many hundred million does President Liu think *Early Spring* is worth?”
Liu Jinchen’s breathing suddenly became heavy, a smoke ring spraying on his unbuttoned second button, saying it ambiguously and bluntly,
“That depends on how many buttons you’re willing to undo!”
Qi Yanwang suddenly laughed, took a hard puff of the cigarette in his hand, and said with an evil smile,
“President Liu may have misunderstood something, I’m the one who unbuttons other people’s buttons, what, does your ass want to try it?”
The crystal chandelier suddenly dimmed by three degrees, Gu Chen Zhou’s haute couture leather shoes crushing the neon lights on the ground.
He walked into the box with his ring spinning on his fingertip, the scent of cedar suppressing the smoke and alcohol in the room,
“President Liu has changed his taste?”
The gaze behind the gold-rimmed glasses swept over Qi Yanwang’s unbuttoned collar,
“This kind of pet with fangs can easily bite through the owner’s money bag.”
Qi Yanwang threw the chips into the air,
“President Gu should worry about his own money bag.”
He deliberately revealed the bite marks under his collarbone,
“After all, you don’t even have the chance to beg others to mark you.”
Liu Jinchen was dumbfounded, but looking at this posture, there should be a good show.
He recalled the rumors in the circle about Gu Chen Zhou’s unrequited love for Zhuo Huaimo, and had already analyzed the situation at the moment.
Qi Yanwang was certainly delicious, but he was more willing to watch Gu Chen Zhou embarrass himself.
Although he, Liu Jinchen, wasn’t a good person, he couldn’t stand Gu Chen Zhou’s dirty tricks even more.
He thought that he was playing “mutual consent,” while Gu Chen Zhou was “forcing people into prostitution,” and couldn’t help but feel that his status was several points higher.
Gu Chen Zhou slowly wiped his glasses,
“When President Zhuo knelt down and begged for investment back then, he was much more sensible than you.”
The ashtray was suddenly pushed to the edge of the table, with a half-burnt cigar lying inside,
“The way he toasted me with broken glass shards was much more delicious than you are now.”
Qi Yanwang’s knuckles were pinched until they turned white, he suddenly chuckled,
“Before my grandpa died, he always liked to talk about the past, what’s the point of always talking about the past, the capable ones talk about the present, for example…”
He suddenly dragged out the ending, “I didn’t get it before, and now… I still can’t get it!”
Qi Yanwang’s words completely accurately guessed Gu Chen Zhou’s landmine, causing his face to change suddenly.
Liu Jinchen “poofed-” and laughed.
Under normal circumstances, he wouldn’t tear his face with Gu Chen Zhou, unless… he really couldn’t help it!
Gu Chen Zhou suddenly pressed Qi Yanwang’s shoulder, changing the topic,
“Let’s make a bet? If you win, I’ll invest in *Early Spring*! If you lose…”
He threw out the passionate gay drama script,
“Sign this!”
The door of the box was suddenly kicked open by a gust of wind, Zhuo Huaimo leaned against the door frame with one hand in his pocket,
“President Gu wants to find my people to film a show?”
He glanced at Qi Yanwang, and continued,
“Shouldn’t you ask me first?”
“Yo, everyone’s here! Wonderful!”
Liu Jinchen sat aside, stretching out his long legs and putting them on the coffee table, picking up a cigar to watch the show.
The air condensed into ice.
Qi Yanwang was about to get up but was pressed back into his seat by Zhuo Huaimo,
“Watch carefully, how should Texas Hold’em be played?”
Zhuo Huaimo slowly rolled up his sleeves, his slender fingers holding a spade A, his gaze swept over Gu Chen Zhou’s tense jawline,
“President Gu, let’s make a bet?”
He pushed all the chips to the edge of the table,
“If I win, I’ll go with you; if I lose…”
He tapped the gaudy script with his fingertips,
“You go act in this gay drama.”
Gu Chen Zhou’s eyes flashed, this bet was indeed tempting, but conversely…
“No!”
Qi Yanwang pulled him, but he was grabbed by the other hand, and said in a low voice,
“Believe me!”
“What, you don’t dare?” Zhuo Huaimo raised his eyebrows, his eyes seductive,
“It’s a deal!”
Gu Chen Zhou turned over the cards, the flush card face shining coldly under the lights,
“Unfortunately, luck is on my side tonight.”
Zhuo Huaimo laughed lightly, his fingertips brushing over the dark pattern on the back of the card,
“Is it?”
He pushed down the cards, the royal flush card face making Gu Chen Zhou’s pupils shrink.
The air condensed into ice again.
Gu Chen Zhou’s knuckles were pinched until they turned white, he suddenly tore off his tie and turned to leave.
Qi Yanwang immediately got up and blocked him,
“President Gu, you must accept your loss.”
Gu Chen Zhou’s breathing suddenly became heavy, pointing directly at Qi Yanwang’s nose,
“Who do you think you are, just…”
Zhuo Huaimo got up and protected Qi Yanwang behind him, he had known for a long time that Gu Chen Zhou would not fulfill the bet, but at least, he could make him lose face, and he wouldn’t bother him again in a short time.
He smiled at the corners of his mouth, warning him gently but with great deterrent,
“Don’t think about dealing with him, seven years ago I could stab you seven times, and now, I can destroy seven of your cinema chains.”
Gu Chen Zhou was so angry that his face turned pale, and finally slammed the door and left.
Qi Yanwang knew that he couldn’t escape a scolding, so he could only obediently follow behind him, not daring to speak.
Zhuo Huaimo glared at Qi Yanwang fiercely, and said in a low voice,
“I’ll settle the score with you when we get back!!”