In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows.
The fascinating night scene is crisscrossed with ambiguous gasps.
A man's back is pressed against the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a restless girl in his arms.
The off-white sheer curtain flutters, grazing the man's black pants. All the buttons of his white dress shirt have been carelessly torn off by the girl, who sports a vacant, slightly drunk look. The shirt hangs loose and flapping on him.
His abs and collarbones exposed, they display an imminent, uncontrollable desire.
Qin Sang holds onto Sheng Yu’s lean, strong waist, her delicate fingertips stirring the fire of desire around his waist.
The second she leans her head back to kiss the lump in his throat, Sheng Yu hastily pushes her shoulder, creating distance between them, barely maintaining his sanity, his voice gravelly with restraint:
"Sang Sang, behave, stop fooling around——"
Just as the words fall from his lips, Qin Sang, with a smile full of hidden affection, disregards his plea, lifts her hand to circle his neck, pulling him down for a kiss.
Sheng Yu's breath gradually grows erratic under her kiss; he tries to resist yet again by clutching her slender waist: "Baby, you're drunk, please behave——"
"I'm not drunk," Qin Sang blinks her long eyelashes, her voice flutters intoxicatingly sweet: "I know what I'm doing."
Leaning her head back, she giggles in a heart-meltingly soft and delicate manner: "Didn't you ask me what I want for Christmas?"
Slowly standing on tiptoes to whisper sensuously into his ear: "I want you...I want a sleepless night with you..."
Click––
The secret fastener of the man's belt is undone, her fragmented kisses descend from the rolling lump in his throat to his lips, while in the midst of naïve yet passionate entanglement, she slips off his belt.
Finally, the restraint on Sheng Yu's sanity was utterly crushed. He gripped the girl's slender waist, spun and forcefully pinned her against the window in heated passion.
"Mm!"
The overwhelming heat of the man's kiss drowned her inch by inch. Their clothes hit the floor, her seductive moans filling the air around his ears...
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"Third Brother, Third Brother?"
"Ah, what?! I'm Sheng Ye?!"
"Holy crap, how can somebody sleep with all this noise?!"
'Half-Awake' bar.
On a VIP seat at the topmost area.
Out of a group of wealthy young masters, Ou Zecheng, the one clad in a silver-grey shirt, called for Sheng Yu, who keeps his eyes closed at his side. When no reply came after a few tries, he raised his hand to slap him awake; alas, his arm was abruptly seized before he could land the hit. His arm was on the brink of dislocation, forcing him to scream in pain.
"Damn it, damn it, damn it!!! It hurts, hurts, hurts!! Are you trying to murder me?!"
Ou Zecheng's arm was twisted tightly. He couldn't move it at all, and it hurt so much that he grimaced. Unexpectedly, his eyes met a cold and displeased gaze. Meanwhile, a chilly and impatient voice echoed in his ears, "Such a damn turn-off!"
Sheng Yu, whose beautiful dream was interrupted, had coldness shimmering in his eyes. He stared at Ou Zecheng, finally letting go and casually releasing his grasp.
Finally free, Ou Zecheng nursed his arm like he had narrowly escaped death, rotating his muscles and complaining resentfully: "Ss~ Third Brother, you are really a beast! I almost lost my arm because of you."
Across the table, Ye Huai was laughing and poured a cup of wine for Ou Zecheng, "Our boss hasn't shut his eyes for twenty-six hours, you just interrupted his rare chance to nap. It'd be weird if he didn't want to dismember your arm."
Ou Zhecheng wore a look of frustration: “Isn’t he pretending to sleep? How could he still attack me with such accuracy while sleeping?”
As he pours wine for himself, Wen Beizhuo amiably joins in, “Don’t mention sleeping, even if he ‘dies’, he can still play dead accurately enough to scare you to death—cough!”
Bang—
It was Sheng Yu, who carelessly lifts his eyes, kicking the wine table in front of him, knocking against Wen Beizhuo's leg, his voice lazy yet determined: "Looking for death!"
Having narrowly avoiding getting spilled with wine, Wen Beizhuo laid down the wine glass with a careless laugh and continued teasing: "You've won a lawsuit that all the major media had no hope for. Why don’t you seem excited?"
At that, a trace of sadness flashed imperceptibly in Sheng Yu's eyes as he casually twirled the valuable dark jade ring on his thumb, which was carved with a ferocious beast totem.
Today, the international lawsuit of the airline company under the huge business group he controlled had won. He had returned to his country in triumph. A few friends in the circle had arranged to celebrate here, and everyone present was a person of significant influence in various fields.
The business landscape has made a breakthrough expansion; the power he had under his control had spread across the globe these years.
It should have been a joyful thing, but in his heart, other than exhaustion, there was only boundless loneliness.
He didn’t like each project completion celebration, only the busy process when he had no time to rest. It was at times like this when he didn’t have time to think about anything else. But the moment the pace of life slows down, the emptiness seeps in, carrying a hard-to-bear longing.
There was even a throbbing pain deep inside that one could not control. It was a fiery passion that he, as he is now, even though he was always strategizing and in control of everything, did not dare to uncover.
"Everyone, let’s toast to the new international flight line secured by our Third Brother." Ou Zhecheng held up his wine glass, sincerely complimenting Sheng Yu: "Our Great Master Sheng is awesome.”
Sheng Yu hid all his emotions in an instant. He hardly drinks. He has distinct joints and a good-looking slender hand. He picked up a glass of ice water from the table and lightly clinked glasses with Ou Zhecheng from afar, and then slowly drained the glass.
After draining his glass, Ou Zhecheng continued to tease with a laugh: "This new flight line crosses the Beautiful Country. What do you think about bombing their airspace, and having the plane accidentally explode above their territory, wiping out those pests in one fell swoop!"
Knowing they were just jesting, the crowd cheerfully chimed in:
"I say we're good to go, we'll let our great Young Master Ou handle this task."
"Why not take a detour and blast the small fry as well?"
"All right, I'll provide an aircraft."
...
In the midst of their cheerful banter, after making a few casual remarks, Sheng Yu feeling a little tired said to everyone, "I'm exhausted, so I'll leave first. Bill's on me. You guys continue enjoying."
Seeing Sheng Yu rise, Ye Huai adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and also stood up, saying, "I'll be off as well. Let's meet up another day."
Ye Huai is in charge of the Legal Department of the Prosperous Financial Group. He's an undefeated lawyer, but also a brother whom Sheng Yu can confidently trust.
The ground floor of the bar was booming with music and dance, the lights reflecting off wine glasses creating a passionate and decadent ambiance.
The VIP area was on the top floor with restricted access, while the ground floor was open to all. The moment Sheng Yu appeared, everyone respectfully greeted him, but no one dared to step within his vicinity.
Close at hand, Ye Huai, looked at a message he just received on his phone, and with a satisfied smile relayed to Sheng Yu: "Qi Rang's sent a message. Thanks to the leads we provided, they've finally caught the drug lord, Old Wu, who's been on the run for years. He also got promoted in his police squad thanks to this case, and suggested meeting up some time."
With a detached look in his eyes, Sheng Yu spoke in a low voice, "With the information we provided being so detailed, he'd have had to resign if Wu wasn't captured."
"That's fair to say," Ye Huai nonchalantly deleted the message and slipped his phone back into his pocket. Casually he remarked, "It's fortunate you discovered their engagement in the drug trade on time. Their unexpected trouble bought us some order. Otherwise, this international lawsuit could have been tough to deal with. This also inadvertently gave Qi Rang a golden promotion opportunity."
"You've had a tough time with this lawsuit," Sheng Yu, with a cold, mechanical voice, said, "Take a few days off and get some rest."
Giving the opportunity to Qi Rang wasn't because he had a passionate sense of justice, but merely going with the flow. With minimal effort, he could resolve his troubles and provide others with a chance for promotion. Why wouldn't he do that?
He never made a loss in his dealings, and was extremely adept at capitalizing all the benefits he could from every situation.
He was skilled enough to let others do the work, while he lurked in the background, reap the benefits and enjoy the spoils of other people's efforts.
Therefore, within only five years, he could stand at the top of the circle, looking at everything with disdain.
He was desolate, rarely gracious, cold-blooded and brutal, but also knew exactly how to bestow kindness upon people, which made them devoted to him.
Ye Huai, who was finally able to have a break, couldn't relax at seeing Sheng Yu's listless and dim eyes. His brows furrowed slightly; he knew how much the case meant to them. However, Sheng Yu did not show much joy about it, instead, staying sullen and gloomy all night. Ye Huai knew Sheng Yu too well; only one person could make him like this.
So, he tentatively asked, "Are you thinking about Qin Sang?"
Ye Huai continued jokingly and said, "Over the years, only thoughts of Qin Sang have made you look like this."
"Miss her? Ha~" Sheng Yu suppressed his emotions, turning his head and snorted disdainfully, "She's just a woman who abandoned love for no reason, not worthy of dividing my heart."
Ye Huai shook his head helplessly, "Why do you bother? Now--"
Before he could finish, Sheng Yu suddenly stopped, as if hearing something. He intently looked in a particular direction, his eyes full of surprise.
Sensing something amiss, Ye Huai also looked in the same direction as Sheng Yu. When he saw what happened, his eyes widened in shock.
In the dazzling brightness and passion of the club, he saw a very familiar figure, who was choking over a drink.
It was Qin Sang, the same girl who had been like a taboo for the past five years.
Sigh...Finally, I am here to present my new book to all of you. The story between a cold beauty in qipao and a wild man in a suit. After a long time of separation, they meet again and mend their broken relationship. It still has the familiar sweet and petting style. I hope you all like our "hard-to-get couple" story.