TLSOTMTKOGAYWHTDI Chapter 40
by VolareIn the steamy mist of the bathroom, Zhuo Huaimo’s reprimanding voice echoed off the tiles,
“You dared to go to Zhong He’s drinking party?”
His fair, slender fingertips brushed over the bruise on his wrist,
“The newcomer Liu Jinchen crippled last year is still in a mental hospital!”
Qi Yanwang slammed him against the mirror, water droplets sliding down his abdominal muscles and into Zhuo Huaimo’s collar,
“I’m your man! I can’t stand hiding behind you like a coward, letting you clean up my messes!”
The showerhead was suddenly switched to the cold water setting.
Zhuo Huaimo grabbed his wet hair, forcing him to look up, “I want you to become a top-tier (idol) standing in the spotlight, not…”
The words he didn’t finish were crushed in a fervent kiss,
Qi Yanwang’s thumb and forefinger clamped his jaw, forcing him to swallow every sob.
“Then watch me!”
He lifted him onto the sink, gazing up at him.
“Watch me turn Gu Chen Zhou’s cinema line into your red carpet, watch me make those old geezers kneel and offer you cigars.”
Cold water dripped from Zhuo Huaimo’s trembling eyelashes, Qi Yanwang’s thumb harshly wiping away the tear at the corner of his eye.
“Remember!”
Qi Yanwang nibbled on his earlobe, his large hand covering his own chest,
“This—only I can touch!”
Moonlight spilled over the rumpled sheets, Zhuo Huaimo toying with Qi Yanwang’s pinky ring,
“If the investment isn’t in place, and the bet goes wrong…” He held a cigarette in his mouth and passed a puff of smoke to him,
“Teacher Qi might really have to support me…”
Qi Yanwang’s Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed the pungent smoke, his palm caressing his back,
“I couldn’t wish for more!”
Suddenly, he thought of something, his Adam’s apple rolling in the darkness,
“But Zhuo, when you used yourself as a stake… did you ever think I would go crazy?”
Moonlight cast a winding shadow on Zhuo Huaimo’s collarbone, a sly glint in his beautiful eyes,
“Then I…”
He leaned close to his ear, teasing him softly,
“Go—with—him!”
Zhuo Huaimo’s shoulders were tightly gripped, Qi Yanwang’s eyes swirling with lingering fear and violence, veins popping on his wrist,
“Say that again!!”
“Shh—”
Zhuo Huaimo trembled in pain, feigning obedience,
“I was wrong, I was wrong!”
He proactively kissed the other’s Adam’s apple, murmuring,
“We’ve known each other for so long, when have you ever seen me do something I wasn’t sure of? I dare to bet because I’m sure to win!”
Qi Yanwang raised an eyebrow at him, “How do you know?”
Zhuo Huaimo pondered for a moment, unable to tell him that his inexplicable System was occasionally reliable, right?
He could only pick words that the little wolf dog would like to hear, hugging his neck and flattering him,
“Because… my lucky star… is with me!”
Zhuo Huaimo suddenly gripped his wrist tightly, Qi Yanwang’s eyes as scarlet as a beast,
“Teacher Zhuo doesn’t think this kind of trick to fool children can fool me, does he?”
His large hand went around his waist, pulling him into his embrace,
“I want you to promise me, never, ever risk yourself again!”
The air froze into icy shards, and Zhuo Huaimo suddenly chuckled.
He stroked Qi Yanwang’s tense back muscles,
“My little wolf dog… has grown up!”
Qi Yanwang was enraged by his nonchalant attitude, grabbing his wrist,
“I’m not discussing this with you.”
Dangerous glints swirled in his eyes, “Dare to use yourself as a chip again, and I’ll lock you in this bed, so that those jackals can’t even touch the hem of your clothes.”
Zhuo Huaimo stared at the reflection in the ceiling mirror.
Qi Yanwang’s tense shoulder blades in the moonlight were like folded butterfly wings, trembling fiercely yet stubbornly trapping him under their protection.
“Okay!”
He suddenly looked up, kissing his furious and trembling lips,
“I promise you!”
Qi Yanwang’s phone on the bedside table suddenly vibrated, Liu Jinchen’s text message piercing through the tenderness,
“Tomorrow at ten, see you at Huatian Capital!”
The sandalwood from Huatian Capital burned in two in a gilded incense burner, Liu Jinchen’s alligator-skin shoe tip hooking Qi Yanwang’s suit pant leg.
“Three hundred million in exchange for the male lead of ‘Early Spring’ to have a private dinner with me, that’s not too much, right?”
He deliberately pressed the contract under the whiskey glass, the melting ice ball smearing the paper with ambiguous outlines.
Qi Yanwang snipped off the cigar cap with a cigar cutter, sparks erupting between the two men,
“Does CEO Liu know where the last person who touched his project is now?”
Grayish-white ash fell into the wine glass, “The state pays for food and lodging, and the sewing machine is probably smoking from overuse!”
Liu Jinchen suddenly burst out laughing, the ruby-encrusted cufflinks clanging against the coffee table,
“Just kidding, just kidding!”
He suddenly leaned closer, pressing in, “Or, how about adding a shower scene in your new drama? That’s not too much to ask, right? If I can’t eat it, let us old perverts feast our eyes and relieve our cravings!”
His fingertips slid over the contract, testing the waters by Qi Yanwang’s shirt cuffs.
Outside the glass curtain wall, rain poured down, Qi Yanwang’s platinum cufflinks glinting coldly in the lightning.
He stubbed out his cigar in the blank space of the supplementary clause,
“A shower scene can be added, but I’ll decide the camera angles.”
“Deal!”
Liu Jinchen suddenly pulled out another document as if by magic,
“After everything’s done, let Zhuo personally pour me a glass of wine at the celebratory banquet, that’s not too much, right?”
Qi Yanwang picked up the champagne from the ice bucket, popping the cork open with one hand and slowly pouring it for Liu Jinchen,
“CEO Liu, some red lines will break your legs if you cross them. What I’m pouring for you will last longer…”
Liu Jinchen’s pupils suddenly constricted, swallowing hard as he wiped the sweat from his forehead,
“Tch, can’t take a joke, not humorous at all!”
He returned to his sofa, putting his legs on the coffee table and taking a few deep puffs of his cigar,
“To tell you the truth, I don’t think much of ‘Early Spring’ at all, but…”
He paused, instantly flashing a malicious smile,
“I’m happy to see Gu Chen Zhou get screwed over. He’s all high and mighty all day long, but he’s rotten to the core!”
Qi Yanwang scratched his brow. He didn’t deny that Liu Jinchen was right, but seeing his righteous appearance made him momentarily feel like the one who stripped Che Ye naked and sent him to someone else’s bed wasn’t him.
Liu Jinchen took a new contract from under the table and slammed it on the table,
“Add three more points to the box office split and insert the jewelry brand I just acquired—don’t worry, I won’t make you wear women’s necklaces!”
Qi Yanwang was silent for a moment, flicking ash, “I want you to increase the screening rate in the cinemas under your name by 15%!”
Liu Jinchen was taken aback, a look of surprised admiration flashing in his eyes,
“Zhuo Huaimo’s little wolf dog has learned to haggle?”
Qi Yanwang raised an eyebrow at him. He didn’t mind others calling him that; whenever he was labeled with the four words “Zhuo Huaimo’s”, his mood was always inexplicably good.
The heavy rain washed against the floor-to-ceiling windows. As Qi Yanwang signed his name on the supplementary agreement, Liu Jinchen suddenly used a pen to pry open his collar,
“One last personal question.”
He glanced at the unhealed bite mark on Qi Yanwang’s collarbone, “Are you this calculating with Zhuo Huaimo in bed too?”
The pen was suddenly plunged into the leather armrest, only half an inch away from Liu Jinchen’s femoral artery. Qi Yanwang slammed the signed contract against his chest,
“CEO Liu, do you know the secret to longevity? —Don’t ask what you shouldn’t!”
Liu Jinchen felt the pen graze his suit pants, moved his shoulders, and said speechlessly,
“Qi Yanwang, you’re just a brute! I’ve helped you guys, you’re going to be polite, or you’re going to die?”
Qi Yanwang lowered his head to pour wine, putting a glass in his hand and touching it symbolically,
“Happy cooperation!”
Liu Jinchen rolled his eyes at him speechlessly, extremely aggrieved. He didn’t get to sleep with him, and he couldn’t beat him up either.
“Don’t let me down, you two, disgust Gu Chen Zhou to death!”
He lowered his head and sipped his wine, unable to resist his curiosity, leaning closer to ask,
“Tell me the truth, with all that energy you have, were you the one that forced Zhuo Huaimo in the first place?”
Qi Yanwang held a mouthful of wine in his mouth, unable to swallow it for a long time, because he couldn’t refute it.
“Hey, tell me, were you or weren’t you!”
Liu Jinchen asked him recklessly.
Qi Yanwang put the glass behind him and got up, saying, “The contract is signed, you can wait to make money!”
The investment crisis for “Early Spring” was resolved, and Zhuo Huaimo could safely participate in the last episode of “Recreating Life”.
Moonlight was crushed on the tent’s rain tarp, Zhuo Huaimo having just taken off his microphone when his waist was suddenly clasped by a scorching palm.
Qi Yanwang’s canine teeth nipped at his earlobe,
“Teacher Zhuo, you’re protecting against mosquitoes but not against perverts?”
“Are you crazy?”
Zhuo Huaimo elbowed him in return,
“There are thirty cameras outside…”
Qi Yanwang pushed him into the sleeping bag, his fingertips undoing the zipper of his windbreaker,
“Three hundred million in investment, shouldn’t there be some reward?”
His knee pressed between his legs, “Like at an altitude of 3800 meters…”
Zhuo Huaimo took the opportunity to roll over and suppress him, “Teacher Qi is worth a lot now.”
He took out the walkie-talkie to scare him, “Do you believe I’ll call someone now…”
Qi Yanwang raised an eyebrow, “Want to play?”
Zhuo Huaimo smirked, laughing triumphantly, “Scared? If you get exposed, you’ll breach the contract, and the penalty will be enough for me to make a fortune!”
Qi Yanwang suddenly grabbed the moisture-proof mat and rolled into a ball, pressing him down.
The sleeping bag zipper caught Zhuo Huaimo’s wrist, watching helplessly as Qi Yanwang pulled out a Swiss Army knife and prepared to cut the tent’s fixing rope.
“What do you want to do?”
Zhuo Huaimo was frightened, his face pale.
Qi Yanwang kissed him hard on the face, pinching his cheeks, and threatening softly,
“Were you wrong?”
Zhuo Huaimo stubbornly glared at him without saying a word.
Qi Yanwang moved the knife closer to the rope,
“Huh?”
“I was wrong, I was wrong!” Zhuo Huaimo immediately surrendered.
He always thought he was crazy enough, but Qi Yanwang’s bottom line when he went crazy… he didn’t dare challenge it easily.
Qi Yanwang smiled, taking the opportunity to threaten,
“Call me husband!”
Zhuo Huaimo took a deep breath, gritting his teeth,
“Qi Yanwang, don’t go too far!”
Qi Yanwang nodded indifferently, “Don’t want to call?”
“Tear—”
One of the tent’s fixing ropes was cut.
“Qi Yanwang!!”
Zhuo Huaimo glared at him, warning, “Qi Yanwang, don’t play around!”
“Call or not?”
Zhuo Huaimo’s teeth itched with anger, vaguely squeezing out two words from between his teeth,
“Husband…”
Qi Yanwang brought his ear close to his lips,
“What did you say? I can’t hear you?”
“Ah—”
Zhuo Huaimo bit his ear, causing Qi Yanwang to yell, which immediately attracted the attention of the program crew.
“Teacher Zhuo, are you okay?”
Zhuo Huaimo said stiffly, “Oh, no, nothing, there was just a bug!”
“Okay, if there’s anything, just call us!”
Qi Yanwang lay on top of him, looking at his face turning red and then white, struggling to hold back his laughter.
Zhuo Huaimo glared at him, “Still laughing, let me go!”
Qi Yanwang smirked,
“I said, I came to get a reward!”
Saying that, he bit open an energy gel and squeezed it into Zhuo Huaimo’s mouth,
“Tonight, let your husband teach you what true wilderness survival is… you won’t be able to ask for death!”
“Bang—”
The hiking bag rolled over and knocked over the camping light, and in the darkness, there was a crisp sound of metal buckles opening…