"Mr. Chu, I want to be with you."
At the bar entrance, jazz music played in a sultry and lingering manner. Su Lanqiao stood under the neon sign, grabbing Chu Cheng's sleeve and staring straight at him, bold and direct.
The slightly pale young man had his slightly curled hair tied back at the nape of his neck. His noble eyebrows pressed into his deep eye sockets, long and dense eyelashes defined his eyes, and his subtle lip color softened his well-defined features, exuding a touch of charm.
Wrapped in a thin light blue sweater, his long legs and slender waist were rendered visually appealing under the light.
Two handsome men were tussling at the bar entrance, causing passersby to take a second look, speculating in a teasing and ambiguous manner.
"Do what?" Su Lanqiao's eyes brimmed with emotions as he asked persistently, even a hint of joy curved his lips, animating his face.
Like poppies blooming at night, beautiful yet lethal.
Chu Cheng had just come out of the nearby party, had a few drinks, and still felt the remnants of whisky at the back of his throat, making him uncomfortable. He squinted at the person in front of him, focusing his gaze and recognizing the new model hired for the company's new product shoot.
"Do what?" Chu Cheng's voice was deep, with seven parts sharpness and three parts indifference.
He was quite tall, towering over the 185 cm model. Clad in a black overcoat that reached his ankles, he exuded a meticulous aura. His fierce features were cast in the shadow of the eaves, emanating an even more imposing presence.
"With you, of course,” Su Lanqiao was undeterred by Chu Cheng's tone, and leaned a few degrees forward, getting close to his ear with a voice laced with a chill.
"Do... love."
To dare speak to him in such a manner, she must have a lot of courage.
In the business world, Chu Cheng, also known as Chu Yama, was avoided by his subordinates and despised by his competitors. Someone flirting with him like this was a first, quite a novelty.
Chu Cheng straightened his body, creating some distance between them.
In a flat tone, he said, "If you want to find a sugar daddy, I can help you. I have friends who are interested. Your performance today in the shoot was good, and I’ll consider it as your reward.”
The young man looked up at him, relentless.
"I don't want a sugar daddy, I just want you," he said firmly while pulling the cuff of his sleeve, afraid of losing the negotiation.
"What's your name?" Chu Cheng raised an eyebrow, not having any recollection.
"Sue..." Sue Lanqiao's thick eyelashes drooped, and she changed her tone softly, "Little cat, that's the nickname my mom gave me."
Chu Cheng nodded slightly, lowered his eyes, bit a cigarette, and his cold voice gained a touch of intriguing meaning, "So little cat, if you're not looking for a sugar daddy, why have a one-night stand with me?"
In the past, the partners had tried to send many women to come close to him, but they were brushed off before even entering the door. Single for 26 years, he had no outstanding individuals by his side. Living a simple and restrained life, he was like a solitary monk.
Indulging in physical pleasure was not as good as looking at a few more business plans.
Sue Lanqiao was still immersed in the sound of "little cat" that Chu Cheng had just uttered, with a rising intonation at the end, and in the simple lingering of the two words, it sounded pleasant when Chu Cheng said it.
A voice like a cello, naturally suited for seduction.
Realizing that the pause had been a bit long, he came to himself and replied, "I want you to remember me."
Chu Cheng didn't understand, he raised an eyebrow, and took a puff of smoke, then didn't respond.
Sue Lanqiao blinked slowly, and fragments of memories flickered in his mind, making his voice unintentionally soften, "I only want you, because... you are the gentlest person in the world."
Chu Cheng raised his gaze, flicking off the ash of his cigarette. Step by step, he nonchalantly approached Sue Lanqiao, his inherent height advantage making people feel oppressed, causing Sue Lanqiao to reflexively step back half a step, with his back against the wall.
"My subordinates say I'm controlling."
"The partners say I'm domineering."
"The opponents say I'm ruthless."
"But saying I'm gentle, you're the first." A smile flashed through Chu Cheng's eyes, and he lightly chuckled, restoring his calm demeanor, "Moreover, we have only met three times before and after, your evaluation is exaggerated."
Sue Lanqiao pinched his palm, his heart suddenly tightening. If he missed this opportunity, he and Chu Cheng would hardly have any interaction again, and then it would be several years before they meet again.
He was able to leave behind a little longing, which was good.
He suddenly closed his eyes, gathered his courage, and rushed into Chu Cheng's arms, firmly grasping the side of his suit with both hands, and straightened out the topic, "Are you worried... that I only did my medical check last week, I can send you the electronic version of the report."
"No need for that." Chu Cheng was rendered speechless by his persistence, and afraid of burning someone with his cigarette, slightly raised his hand to the side.
He looked down at the person in his arms, a pair of eyes filled with intoxicating wine-like sentiment, demonically beautiful, inexplicably stimulating his nerves.
He was true to his name, innocent yet alluring, like a little cat.
The almost imperceptible touch through their clothes ignited a fiery sensation, and Chu Cheng suddenly had a conflicting reaction, neither hot nor cold.
He had never thought that he would be interested in a man, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he didn't push the person away.
At this moment, a sudden gust of wind blew, and the rain poured down without warning, splattering on the two of them, instantly drenching them.
Sue Lanqiao quickly pulled Chu Cheng under the eaves at the door, and shielded him in his embrace, "Be careful, your clothes are expensive, don't get them wet."
Chu Cheng chuckled, feeling like he was being protected like a little chick?
He looked at the slender youth protecting him, with slightly damp hair, and hands still grabbing onto his suit, and asked, "If I don't agree, how do you plan to deal with it?"
Sue Lanqiao pouted disappointedly, "I can't do much about it. I can't force you, can I?"
A large drop of rainwater collected on the eaves fell vertically, hitting Sue Lanqiao directly on the neck, making him shiver, resembling a wet stray cat, both cute and pitiful.
The short-haired man who had been eavesdropping for a long time couldn't help but interject provocatively during the lull, "If you don't want him, just give him to me. This little handsome guy is to my liking. I promise you'll enjoy yourself tonight."
After speaking, he whistled insolently at Sue Lanqiao, with a teasing look in his eyes.
Chu Cheng glanced slightly to the side, then withdrew his gaze. In just this casual second, the short-haired man knew he had no chance and resignedly leaned back against the wall.
Alright, no fun at all.
In terms of appearance, physique, and aura, he lost all around.
"Come with me." Chu Cheng felt that his reaction was getting more and more intense, frowned, and put out his cigarette.
"Okay, Mr. Chu." Sue Lanqiao controlled the upward curve of his mouth, took the liberty to extend his hand to hold Chu Cheng's, clasping their fingers together.
Chu Cheng looked down at their intertwined fingers, and tugged at the corners of his mouth, then used his phone to call the driver to pick them up.
It was already winter at this time, and the air was filled with sparse snow mixed with rain, falling freely, chilling their fingers. The two of them leaned against each other like a couple in love, but each harbored their own thoughts.
The black Rolls-Royce quickly pulled up to the side. Sue Lanqiao, with a nervous face that was almost twitching, finally showed a little smile.
The driver came up to open the door, holding an umbrella, to take Chu Cheng inside. When Sue Lanqiao got into the car, he briefly made eye contact with the driver for a moment, keenly capturing the surprise in the driver's eyes, but maintaining his professional demeanor, he respectfully asked, "Mr. Chu, where are we going now?"
"Back home." Chu Cheng stared straight ahead, succinctly dropping two words.
The car's interior was very spacious, and Sue Lanqiao stretched out his legs, feeling relieved. In fact, when he first made this request, he was not without trepidation, but thinking that even if he was embarrassed, it would only be a matter of old age and death, and with that thought, he gained a few more moments of courage.
He sent a message to his agent Yue Xi on his phone, "I bumped into him at the door, I'm leaving first. Take your time."
Yue Xi had heard some stories about this "him", haphazard and disorganized, but didn't know his name or appearance, and couldn't match it up. She could only make a few jokes, "It took so many years to run into him. Your luck is really something. Since you can't drink alcohol, then I'll wish you a smooth return to the UK."
Sue Lanqiao sighed slightly, a sour and bitter feeling passing through, "Yes, after all these years, I've finally bumped into him."
The car was silent and somewhat claustrophobic. Chu Cheng's fingertips slowly tapped on the leather seat, then suddenly spoke, "Lao Chen, stop by the side of the road."
Sue Lanqiao looked up and peered out through the half-dark glass window, it was an ordinary adult store, with the front door tightly closed. However, there was a pink vending machine at the front, emitting an ambiguous light, neatly displaying various types of lubricants and condoms inside.
The torrential rain had come and gone quickly, and at this point, it had stopped. The air was damp with the aftermath of the rain, feeling somewhat sticky.
Sue Lanqiao followed Chu Cheng closely, observing the scene of the high and mighty Chu boss buying condoms, and resisting the urge to take a photo for a keepsake. The aloof and superior big boss Chu was being cute at this moment.
Chu Cheng casually made a few selections, took out a limited-edition black card, fumbled for a long time without finding the card slot, and his face contorted unnaturally. He patted the machine and asked, "How does this work?"
"Just as I thought, Mr. Chu has no life experience." Sue Lanqiao deftly took out two one hundred yuan bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the coin slot, with a clanging sound, the selected items dropped out.
He joyfully lifted the item in front of Chu Cheng, shaking it, "Consider it as my treat, no need to thank me."
The dignified CEO of Chu's company, with numerous black cards and immense wealth, was actually humiliated by a condom.
Chu Cheng's face darkened, he bit his back teeth and cursed a dirty word, maintaining his composure with a rational demeanor, "Thank you, let's get in the car."
Old Chen, sitting in the driver's seat, felt his heart pounding as he saw the two turn back, quickly withdrawing his curious gaze and discreetly raising the partition screen in the backseat.
With everything already bought, something happening in the car was not impossible, but the insulation was still unknown.
Once the partition was in place, the back seat became even darker.
Sulan Qiao played with the lubricant packaging in his hand, turning the instructions over several times, unable to resist opening it at last. The sweet scent of orange spread in the narrow space, making the air alluring, impossible to ignore.
Chu Cheng leaned over, his eyes on the bottle in Su Lanqiao's hand, and spoke lightly, "So eager?"
"No, I'm nervous," Su Lanqiao raised his cat-like blue eyes and blinked at him, "Mr. Chu, it's my first time, so I'm curious about this thing. You have to admit, it really smells great too."
Chu Cheng didn't respond, his intriguing gaze slightly narrowed, waiting for his next move.
Su Lanqiao squeezed a little on the back of his hand, slowly spread it, and then stuck out his tongue, carefully taking a taste.
The action was a bit reckless, leaving a bit at the corner of his mouth.
He looked up at Chu Cheng with an innocent smile, "It tastes like orange, Mr. Chu, would you like to try it?"