Is This The Right Way To Repay A Favor? Chapter 73
byBroadcast
Jiang Zhou was brought back to Shen Zhiyu’s home.
This was Jiang Zhou’s third time visiting his house. The previous two times, he had left in a hurry and hadn’t had a chance to look around carefully.
This time was no different.
The moment they stepped through the door, before Jiang Zhou could even glance around, his clothes were being stripped off.
Jiang Zhou weakly protested, “I want to take a shower.”
Shen Zhiyu’s breathing was ragged as he dragged him into the bathroom. “Hurry up, five minutes.”
With such a large, living person standing right there in the bathroom, Jiang Zhou felt too awkward to wash.
Shen Zhiyu deliberately misinterpreted his meaning. “Your hand still hurts, you can’t wash yourself, do you want me to help?” He made a move to reach out.
Jiang Zhou immediately slapped the showerhead on, his voice mixing with the sound of the running water. “I’ll do it myself.”
Shen Zhiyu was only teasing him and didn’t actually step forward. He simply leaned against the doorframe, watching Jiang Zhou shower without blinking.
Steaming vapor filled the bathroom. Water streamed down the curve of Jiang Zhou’s spine, flowing past his slender waist.
Jiang Zhou tilted his head back to wash his hair. The water ran over his slightly flushed neck, his Adam’s apple bobbing. His beautiful deer eyes looked especially moist in the steam.
Truly beautiful.
Jiang Zhou’s entire being perfectly aligned with Shen Zhiyu’s aesthetic preferences.
Tall, fair-skinned, with a slender waist and long legs, he looked obedient and refined, yet when he got passionate, he was like a fox with threads of desire, flushed all over and utterly captivating.
Most importantly, his nature was also wild—it was as if he had been tailor-made for Shen Zhiyu.
Shen Zhiyu hadn’t finished admiring him when the sound of the water stopped. Jiang Zhou was too obedient; when he said five minutes, it was exactly five minutes, without a second of delay.
After showering, Jiang Zhou realized there wasn’t even a hand towel, let alone a bath towel, in the bathroom.
Jiang Zhou stood under the showerhead, feeling a little helpless.
He didn’t move, and Shen Zhiyu didn’t move either. The situation became awkward for a moment.
Finally, Jiang Zhou mustered the courage to ask, “Where are the towels?”
Shen Zhiyu didn’t answer him. After a rustling sound of clothes, the other man stripped off his own clothes and walked over.
Jiang Zhou instinctively took two steps back.
Shen Zhiyu ignored him and simply turned on the shower.
Jiang Zhou was close and got splashed by some of the water. Shen Zhiyu had turned on the cold water, and Jiang Zhou shivered, caught off guard.
He frowned. “Why are you taking a cold shower?”
Shen Zhiyu’s face was dark. “How else is it supposed to go down?”
Jiang Zhou subconsciously glanced down, his face turning bright red. He stammered for a long time but couldn’t articulate anything coherent.
Shen Zhiyu was determined not to let him take care of it himself; Jiang Zhou had clearly understood this during the four days he spent there previously.
He felt he shouldn’t stay here. “I’ll go out first, then.”
Shen Zhiyu wouldn’t allow it, reaching out to grab his arm. “You stay here and watch. I can finish faster.”
His words were so explicit, yet his expression was as natural as if he were talking about eating or drinking water.
Although they had been intimate many times, facing him so candidly while he took care of things still made Jiang Zhou uncomfortable.
Jiang Zhou deliberately looked everywhere but at him.
Fortunately, Shen Zhiyu didn’t forcefully demand that he watch the live performance. Only when he was close to finishing did he lower his head and kiss Jiang Zhou’s lips, drowning his urgent breaths and gasps in Jiang Zhou’s throat.
Jiang Zhou was once again forced to endure a night of “service.”
Shen Zhiyu liked to be deliberately wicked. Every time Jiang Zhou was about to reach the peak, he would intentionally pause, maliciously reminding him of the remaining number of times, attempting to use this method to solidify his memory.
Jiang Zhou finally understood that Shen Zhiyu’s madness was no less than his own.
Not only that, but during the services dominated by Shen Zhiyu, he paid extra attention to Jiang Zhou’s feedback. Every time he would ask, Do you like this? Tell me how you feel.
Time after time, he forced Jiang Zhou to express himself. If Jiang Zhou didn’t answer, he would stop and wait patiently. Afterward, he would constantly praise Jiang Zhou, complimenting him on how good he was and how well he cried out.
In Shen Zhiyu’s repeated initiations and his own repeated moments of surrender, Jiang Zhou gradually forgot who he was and forgot his place.
His physiological sacrifice to Shen Zhiyu was crushed by Shen Zhiyu’s own hands, time and time again.
It wasn’t until dawn that Jiang Zhou was finally released.
Shen Zhiyu found a display board from somewhere. He wiped off the previous number and updated it to: 21.
After writing it, he deliberately placed it on the coffee table in the living room, making it as conspicuous as possible.
Jiang Zhou’s face flushed crimson, and he wanted to hide it.
Shen Zhiyu wouldn’t let him. “No one comes to my house. Besides, this number is only known to you and me; others won’t know what it means.”
Jiang Zhou’s protest was ineffective, so he could only compromise.
However, that evening, when everyone connected for a live stream to watch the first episode of “Dream Weaving in Peach Blossom Spring,” Jiang Zhou saw the display board in Shen Zhiyu’s video frame.
It stood on the sofa behind Shen Zhiyu, completely out of place in the setting.
Fans who came to watch also noticed the display board, and the bullet comments speculated about the meaning of the number.
Jiang Zhou felt as if he were being spied on, and his face quickly turned red.
The culprit, however, looked calm and even thoughtfully answered the meaning of the number. “Oh. That’s the number of times I need to pet the cat. There are 21 times left.”
Jiang Zhou pretended to drink water, and upon hearing Shen Zhiyu’s words, he choked on a large mouthful, coughing incessantly.
When it came to being provocative, no one could probably surpass Shen Zhiyu.
He was even brazenly provocative, completely serious and without a change in expression.
Jiang Zhou couldn’t bear to look, so he minimized Shen Zhiyu’s video frame to the corner, adopting the out of sight, out of mind approach.
Tonight, “Dream Weaving in Peach Blossom Spring” officially launched. The production team organized a live stream for the guests to watch and chat together.
Initially, the production team wanted to invite the guests to gather offline for a more interactive viewing experience. However, several guests were filming out of town and couldn’t make it back, so they switched to an online live stream co-viewing.
Jiang Zhou was streaming from home. He had originally planned to go to the company, but he had barely slept due to busy work the previous few days, and last night’s ordeal didn’t end until morning. He had slept for a full day just to barely recover some energy.
Before the broadcast started, Shen Zhiyu wanted him to stay home and watch together.
Jiang Zhou felt that appearing in the same frame would look suspicious, so he decisively refused.
Before he left, Shen Zhiyu sneered, exposing Jiang Zhou. “I’ve already devoured you completely. And you’re still talking about being innocent in my presence?”
Jiang Zhou couldn’t stand his suggestive remarks and quickly fled back to his own home.
Cai Zhiyang and Zhang Qian, however, were together. They happened to be having a private dinner and appeared in the same frame.
A few days ago, Shen Zhiyu’s incident had caused a huge uproar online. Earlier today, the police announced the latest developments and formally approved the arrest of Xu Binbin.
With the matter clarified, Shen Zhiyu gained a new wave of fans.
“Dream Weaving in Peach Blossom Spring” airing at this time rode the momentum, and as soon as it started, the popularity directly exceeded 20,000.
The guests watched the first episode online with the netizens.
Seeing the initial awkwardness and stiffness of their first meeting, the guests couldn’t help but tease each other, saying everyone looked like they were putting on an act.
Jiang Zhou appeared as a mystery guest; he hadn’t been featured on posters or promotional materials. When Jiang Zhou appeared, many netizens didn’t recognize him and assumed he was a newcomer inserted by the production team. Some immediately started cursing the team for stuffing people in, but more were attracted by Jiang Zhou’s appearance.
“When did the entertainment industry get such a clean and well-behaved younger brother?”
“I need all his information within one minute.”
“He clearly looks like an unpolluted university student; his eyes show a sense of clarity.”
Subsequently, Jiang Zhou’s identity was revealed. The netizens’ reaction became even more intense.
“You’re telling me this is President Jiang of Languang Media?”
“A 183 cm tall, well-behaved, refined CEO—this setting is too exciting.”
“Husband (shouted super loudly)! When are you coming to pick me up!”
The subsequent bullet comments were almost entirely flooded with “Husband.”
Netizens reminded Jiang Zhou in the live stream, “President Jiang, please straighten your camera and show your face.”
Jiang Zhou had been startled by Shen Zhiyu’s numbered display board earlier and also intended to cooperate with the mysterious guest atmosphere created by the production team, so his camera was tilted, only capturing his hair.
Netizens initially thought he was a staff member, but now realizing who he was, they all demanded Jiang Zhou fix the camera and show his face.
Jiang Zhou straightened the camera and formally greeted the audience. “Hello everyone, I’m Jiang Zhou.”
Jiang Zhou’s voice was usually clear and clean, but because he had cried out too much last night, his voice was slightly hoarse and muffled, carrying an inherent seductive quality.
Netizens couldn’t remain calm, flooding the bullet comments with “I can,” and some even shamelessly asked if Jiang Zhou could make a few sounds.
The guests burst into laughter, teasing Jiang Zhou, who was being ribbed.
Jiang Zhou keenly caught Shen Zhiyu’s deep chuckle in the live stream.
He looked up at the camera frame placed in the corner. Shen Zhiyu was turning around, taking the display board with the number 21 written on it and holding it against his chest, his hand resting on the edge of the board as if casually using it for support.
But to Jiang Zhou, it looked more like a reminder, and a silent contest against the netizens’ teasing.
Jiang Zhou could even imagine what Shen Zhiyu might say if he were right beside him.
He would probably say, “See, the netizens say your cries sound good. Be louder.”
This wasn’t malicious speculation; Jiang Zhou had heard those words no less than a dozen times. Netizens observed the change in Jiang Zhou’s expression and became even more excited, increasing the scale of their teasing.
Finally, Cai Zhiyang stepped in to stop the netizens’ wild behavior. “Everyone, take it easy, or the live stream room will be shut down, and you won’t be able to watch anymore.”
The netizens gradually calmed down.
Some netizens who had watched the live broadcast of Languang Media’s acquisition of Chengxing Entertainment recognized Jiang Zhou.
“President Jiang! Isn’t that the President Jiang who said Su Qian’s birth chart was very compatible with their company at the press conference?”
Other uninformed netizens asked, and the person then recounted Jiang Zhou’s glorious deed of acquiring Chengxing Entertainment at a high price because he believed Su Qian’s birth chart was compatible with the company and would bring prosperity.
After hearing this, netizens became even more interested in Jiang Zhou.
Soon, Jiang Zhou’s name surged onto several trending topics, also bringing up his previous rumors with Su Qian.
Netizens boldly spoke up in the live stream, directly asking Jiang Zhou if he had a girlfriend.
Shen Zhiyu also joined the teasing. “President Jiang, everyone is asking if you have a girlfriend?”
The other guests were still hesitant about whether to join in, but once Shen Zhiyu spoke, they immediately followed suit with questions.
Jiang Zhou was in a difficult position and quietly replied, “No.”
The episode happened to be playing the scene where the guests paired up in twos and threes to head to the restaurant, and Shen Zhiyu stopped, with Jiang Zhou standing beside him, watching the moon together.
A netizen immediately found a new angle.
“No girlfriend, so does that mean you can have a boyfriend?”