Chapter2
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Although Lin Yiwei's damp skirt was still wet, she didn't dare to put on Xie Bo's racing suit.
Unless she wanted to make headlines on Feige University BBS the moment she stepped out of the art center.
Moreover, the ambiguous relationship between Xie Bo and Chi Xiyu, though not officially announced, was almost common knowledge…
If Lin Yiwei wanted to get close to Chi Xiyu, she had to keep a safe distance from Xie Bo.
The events of that night still seemed crazy to her, even now.
In her nineteen years of life, Lin Yiwei had always followed the rules.
In front of her brother, she was a gentle and obedient little sister, and to the neighbors, she was a hardworking and understanding good girl…
Even in the face of her uncle and aunt’s sarcastic remarks, she had never uttered a word of complaint.
Her sharp edges were concealed beneath a docile exterior, and docility was the protection of the weak.
Lin Yiwei knew how to protect herself.
The only time she had acted impulsively and crossed boundaries was the night she met Xie Bo.
In the bar that night, the singer lazily sang folk tunes.
To her left, there was a couple kissing passionately, and to her right, a voluptuous woman in a plunging neckline sequined dress frequently cast sidelong glances at Lin Yiwei.
Half a glass of margarita had made her slightly tipsy, and the light makeup could not hide the blush on her cheeks. The surrounding neon lights blurred, making everything seem to spin and shimmer.
The tipsy feeling was really nice.
A woman with a cocktail approached, attempting to flirt with Lin Yiwei.
She was wearing a perfume with a strong, exotic rose scent that Lin Yiwei found pleasant. However, as she wasn't a lesbian, she politely declined.
The woman was very considerate, gazing at her reluctantly before whispering, “Your face not only makes men fall for you but also attracts women. If I were you, I wouldn’t drink alone late at night.”
She gestured to indicate how many men’s blatant gazes were fixed on Lin Yiwei.
Lin Yiwei knew she meant well and replied, “Thank you, sister.”
The woman gave her a light kiss on the cheek and left with a graceful sway.
The feeling of being liked by a woman was infinitely better than being coveted by men, which only made her sick.
In her tipsy state, Lin Yiwei sent an audio message to her landlord's wife, recording the landlord’s proposition to spend the night with him in exchange for a half-month’s rent reduction.
She might be kicked out by tomorrow.
With one month left before Feige University's enrollment, Lin Yiwei needed to find another place to stay during this time.
A pile of trivial daily matters, along with her missing brother and constant harassment, made Lin Yiwei feel a heavy, suffocating sense of drowning.
She needed to relax thoroughly, to find joy that could heal the wounds of her reality.
Perhaps…
Men could hunt, so why couldn’t women?
Lin Yiwei lifted her slightly tipsy gaze and looked around. Regrettably, none of the men in the bar were to her liking.
Her brother Lin Xie was a cold and beautiful type, with a beauty that was rare in this world.
Over the years, Lin Yiwei’s standards had been spoiled by Lin Xie. She couldn’t be bothered with ordinary handsome men.
She put down her glass, got off the high stool, and unsteadily walked out of the bar.
As she stepped out, she nearly fell.
Someone happened to be there and caught her.
Lin Yiwei looked up and saw a man whose features perfectly matched her aesthetic.
The neon lights made his skin look pale, and his black clothes, with his sharp and clean side profile, gave off a refined yet gentle impression. His few stray locks of hair fell across his eyes, and he wore moonlight silver frameless glasses, looking…
Elegant and gentle.
In that moment, desire surged under the neon lights.
Alcohol gave her courage.
“I’ve had too much to drink. Can you take me home?” she said bluntly. “I’m not safe alone.”
Xie Bo glanced at her.
Single eyelids, fair complexion, a cheap lettered collarbone chain that made her neck appear slender and delicate, with thin arms and legs, and a small frame.
She had a small and red Guanyin mole on her forehead, evoking the recent internet trend of describing a pure and alluring look.
Xie Bo lit a cigarette, the white smoke curling up as he smiled slightly. His cleanly cut nails flicked the ash off the cigarette: “I have plans with friends.”
Lin Yiwei took this as a refusal and didn’t feel embarrassed.
If it didn’t work out, so be it. They would never meet again.
She turned to leave.
But the man didn’t let go of her—
“However, they wouldn’t mind waiting a little longer.”
Lin Yiwei called a cab, and Xie Bo got in.
Her rental was in a high-rise apartment, on the forty-sixth floor. The building housed a mix of businesses, including nail salons, script murder rooms, studios, saunas, and massage parlors, with a chaotic mix of people. During rush hours, waiting for the elevator could take over half an hour.
Even late at night, there were still many people in the elevator. Lin Yiwei clung to Xie Bo’s sleeve, as if afraid he would run away.
In the elevator, there were women with heavy makeup, their smoky eyes fixed on Xie Bo, and then they glanced at Lin Yiwei with a hint of envy.
When they reached the floor, Lin Yiwei led Xie Bo out of the elevator, through a narrow, dimly lit corridor, to her door.
“Thank you for bringing me back.”
“Are you sober yet?”
“Not yet. Did you drink?”
“I didn’t drink.”
“Oh, that’s even better.”
Lin Yiwei leaned closer to him without showing any sign of hesitation.
He carried a faint cedar wood scent with a hint of a distant coldness.
Lin Yiwei moved closer to his neck and took a deep breath. Once the scent settled, it was gentle and pure, not harsh.
The girl tested for a few seconds and seeing he didn’t dodge, she stood on tiptoe and brushed her soft lips across his thin ones.
Seeing he didn’t react, she boldly kissed him, awkwardly and clumsily.
Opening her eyes, Lin Yiwei saw his gaze deepen, but he didn’t act further.
What a well-behaved boy.
Lin Yiwei licked her lips and kissed him again.
Once wasn’t enough, so she kissed and kissed, savoring it like candy.
And he… remained passive.
This made her feel that this man, with so little experience, could be controlled.
Finally, she tugged at his collar and pulled the obedient boy into her home.
…
Actually, Xie Bo had already noticed Lin Yiwei in the bar.
She was sitting alone at the bar, sipping her drink, turning down several men, and… a woman.
Her tipsy state was extremely beautiful, and she had attracted a lot of men’s attention, including Xie Bo, who was in a bad mood tonight.
Xie Bo sneered, thinking such a girl dared to come to a bar alone and drink to her heart's content, so defenseless. He wondered how badly she would fall in the hands of men.
But when she really stumbled and was about to fall, and several men wanted to take advantage, he made the first move to catch her.
The girl leaned softly against him, seeking his “help.”
If Xie Bo were in a good mood, he might have teased her.
Unfortunately, he was extremely irritable tonight.
He had been informed by Xie Sizhuo about the “arranged marriage,” and he had “happily” accepted it, promising to seize the opportunity.
After enduring for so long, Xie Bo wanted more than just a share of the Xie Group’s vast empire.
Wearing the mask for too long, he almost forgot his true self.
He was feeling a bit restless.
He didn’t want to go home, but he didn’t want to ignore this drunken girl either.
Looking back at the bar, several men had followed out, pretending to be casual while watching them.
Clearly, they were all eyeing the “prey” in his hands, wanting to take her as a “delicious meal.”
Surrounded by wolves, if he let go of her, any man would step up to take over.
Xie Bo would see the fool beauty fall hard and end up in a miserable state.
He thought about it, but his body acted contrary to his thoughts.
He didn’t call the driver, but hailed a cab on the street to take her home.
When she kissed him at the door, Xie Bo realized that the best hunters often appear in the guise of prey.
Did she think she was clever and had all the control?
He found it a bit amusing.
Her kisses were clumsy; he guessed it was her first time kissing a man.
Xie Bo didn’t move, curious to see what she would do next.
It turned out she really didn’t know much. When he explored with his tongue, she even recoiled in surprise.
Xie Bo held the back of her head and deepened the kiss.
Breaths became erratic.
Even though he had never kissed any girl before, men don’t need any experience; they learn it instinctively.
Xie Bo didn’t plan it this way.
As they went upstairs, Xie Bo thought about how to mock her later, hoping to make her cry.
He wanted to see the frustrated look on her face, the one that had so disdainfully rejected others.
Unexpectedly, as he held her, the girl clung to him as if her life depended on it.
Her sense of dependency and trust was stronger than he had ever seen.
Even when she started touching him eagerly, he had no intention to stop her.
She would be better off being a little less beautiful.
The more attractive a woman, the more difficult she is to handle.
So he went with the flow, and when she was done, he had the advantage of surprise.
After all, a “prey” who comes willingly is not hard to catch.
He had the time, the patience, and the mood to play with her.
- Writer
