Su Jiawen disappeared completely.

　　He hadn't been to school for half a month and his phone was out of service.

　　He got into Jiang Qi's car right under Luo Yu's nose and never came out again.

　　Luo Yu was like a frog soaked in warm water, feeling elated and thinking that he had taken advantage of everything.

　　Su Jiawen's admiration for him, his dignity, he wanted it all.

　　But as the water gradually heated up and reached fifty degrees, he became restless and agitated, unable to settle down.

　　Whenever Luo Yu thought of Su Jiawen's appearance when he received the intravenous drip, his heart felt like it was being tightly bound by iron chains and suspended in mid-air, drenched in boiling water.

　　He waited for a couple of weeks but couldn't bear it any longer.

　　He didn't care about his face anymore and called Xing Licheng into his office, asking him to communicate with Zhen Ting and find a way to get Su Jiawen back.

　　Jiang Qi answered Xing Licheng's call, but now it was Luo Yu's turn to plead with him, and he began to put on airs.

　　He claimed to be busy today, not in Ping City tomorrow, and had other arrangements the day after tomorrow.

　　In short, he wanted Luo Yu to wait.

　　In the end, Luo Yu had no choice but to call Jiang Qi himself.

　　Jiang Qi's assistant answered the phone and Luo Yu, with a stern face, stated his identity.

　　The assistant said that Jiang Qi was in a meeting.

　　Luo Yu waited another two hours before receiving Jiang Qi's call back.

　　Jiang Qi asked with ease, "Mr.

　　Luo, why do you have the time to look for me?" "It's so difficult to schedule a meeting with CEO Jiang." Luo Yu habitually tapped the table with his pen.

　　Jiang Qi laughed heartily and said, "It's not as difficult as meeting with Mr.

　　Luo.

　　I remember, when I bought Su Jiawen from you, you kept me waiting for nearly half a month." "But didn't you eventually meet me?" Luo Yu didn't get angry and instead asked Jiang Qi, "CEO Jiang, your behavior now seems to be disrespecting me." There was a pause on the other end, and then Jiang Qi asked Luo Yu to wait for a moment.

　　Shortly after, the sound of chains colliding could be heard, and Luo Yu's heart sank.

　　Not long after, Luo Yu heard a very soft groan from the other end, as well as the sound of physical contact and Jiang Qi's heavy breathing.

　　The moaning person was Su Jiawen.

　　He sounded very painful, or perhaps Luo Yu just imagined that he should be in pain.

　　Su Jiawen, making love with someone else, should be in pain because the person he likes is Luo Yu.

　　Luo Yu hung up the phone calmly, took a cigarette from the table and bit it with slightly trembling hands.

　　He took out a lighter and held it near his mouth, but couldn't light it.

　　Finally, he gave up, closed his eyes and clenched the lighter.

　　Xing Licheng was about to knock on the door outside when he heard a loud noise from inside.

　　He immediately turned the doorknob and went in to check.

　　The wall on the right side of Luo Yu was blackened and emitting thick smoke.

　　The smoke triggered the fire alarm, and sprinkler heads on the ceiling instantly sprayed water, extinguishing the sparks on the carpet and wetting the decorations and electronic devices.

　　The luxurious top-floor office was left in a mess.

　　Xing Licheng knew what had happened when he saw the cigarette in Luo Yu's hand.

　　Luo Yu must have accidentally exploded the lighter.

　　The room was chaotic, but Luo Yu remained calm as he picked up his half-wet suit and walked out of the door.

　　In the evening, Jiang Qi called Luo Yu again, and Luo Yu had no choice but to answer.

　　"Mr.

　　Luo," Jiang Qi said, "I'm sorry about this afternoon, you know...

　　please understand." Luo Yu took a deep breath quietly and then heard himself say, "It's alright." "It'd be best if you don't mind.

　　What can I do for you?" Jiang Qi asked.

　　Before Luo Yu could speak, Jiang Qi continued, "Oh, I remember now.

　　Mr.

　　Luo wants to invite me to dinner." "I don't know when General Jiang is available," Luo Yu said, holding a pistol in his hand, an attack-type MK23 Mod0.

　　He placed the gun on the table and gently pushed it with his fingertip, causing the barrel to rub against the solid wood table and make a rustling sound.

　　"Wait a moment, let me check my schedule with my secretary," Jiang Qi put Luo Yu on hold and made him wait for five minutes before speaking again, "Mr.

　　Luo, are you still there?" Luo Yu placed his phone on the table with the speaker on and heard Jiang Qi's words.

　　He responded with a "Hmm".

　　Jiang Qi let out a chuckle and said, "Mr.

　　Luo, you've been waiting for so long.

　　You seem to have a lot of free time recently." Luo Yu had indeed never experienced such neglect and insult, but he had also never fallen in love with anyone, never seen any traces of sex on someone's body.

　　He felt as if he were choking, unable to move from head to toe.

　　As he listened to Jiang Qi humiliating him, Luo Yu's mind became empty for a moment, and his throat felt blocked, making him restless.

　　Jiang Qi continued, "I am free next Tuesday.

　　Allow me to treat you to a meal.

　　I will send you the address and time." With that, she ended the call.

　　The waiting time was terrifyingly long.

　　Luo Yu appeared calm on the surface and even attended his mother's friend's birthday party overseas, refusing the well-intentioned matchmaking attempts from many people.

　　On the day he returned to Ping City, Shen Qiyun happened to be there.

　　His new girlfriend wanted to go sailing.

　　Shen Qiyun asked Luo Yu if they could meet up, but Luo Yu absentmindedly brushed him off, telling him to go play on his own.

　　Shen Qiyun was a bit displeased, feeling that Luo Yu had been distracted lately, but he had also made plans with several other people and didn't pay much attention to it.

　　He took his companions and went to Luo Yu's pier.

　　From a distance, Shen Qiyun felt that something was wrong with the white yacht.

　　As he approached, he noticed that the "Shen Qiyun" graffiti on the hull and the decorations inside the boat were missing.

　　"Qiyun...

　　what happened to your name?" Zhou Zihao, who came with him, also noticed this and asked him.

　　Shen Qiyin smiled with a stiff face, found an excuse for himself, and only mentioned that his family had heard about this matter and thought it was too ostentatious, so they had to repaint it.

　　Once on the ship, Shen Qiyin left his female companion outside and entered the room to call Luo Yu.

　　Looking in the mirror, Shen Qiyin felt that his complexion was pitch black.

　　Luo Yu answered the call, and Shen Qiyin asked him, "You fucking spray painted my name, but what does it mean to cut down my tree?" Luo Yu was on his way back to the company when he mentioned the two trees, and suddenly remembered the scene when Su Jiawen handed him the chips behind the tree.

　　The smell of the sea on the deep sea was strong, and the tall and straight palm trees blocked the lights of the restaurant.

　　The kiss in the evening light by the sea was sweet - and Su Jiawen said to him, "It's for you." Luo Yu didn't think much about it at the time, but upon reflection, he felt that what Su Jiawen said was "the chips are for you, genuinely for you." "...Why the fuck don't you speak!" Shen Qiyin continued to curse.

　　"I'll compensate you for the two trees." Luo Yu said coldly.

　　Shen Qiyin ranted for a while but didn't get a response from Luo Yu, so he had to take the initiative to hang up the call and change the topic to ask Luo Yu, "How is Su Jiawen?" "Out with the old, in with the new.

　　I booked a trip to the hotel in our country next week.

　　Do you want to go?" Without waiting for Luo Yu to speak, Shen Qiyin himself completed Luo Yu's thoughts and continued, "Bai Chao recently brought in some fresh ones, even younger than Su Jiawen.

　　As for me..." "Going to our country is fine, but there's no need to prepare people.

　　I'll bring Su Jiawen," Luo Yu interrupted him.

　　Shen Qiyin was stunned for a few seconds, and his voice became louder, "Fuck, didn't you give Su Jiawen to Jiang Qi?" "Contact me later," Luo Yu had no intention of answering Shen Qiyin's question, and hung up the phone after saying that.

　　It must have been intentional for Jiang Qi to arrange to meet in the hotel restaurant where the vase auction was held.

　　He sent a message to Luo Yu two hours in advance with the time and location for dinner.

　　Luo Yu had been very irritable the whole day.

　　When he received Jiang Qi's message, he was in a short meeting with the core executives of the technology department.

　　He was very dissatisfied with the last quarter's report and scolded one by one.

　　Suddenly, his phone rang and Luo Yu fell silent.

　　He picked up his phone, glanced at it, and frowned, then muttered a few words and went out.

　　Leaving several high-level executives of the company looking at each other awkwardly, they awkwardly laughed and returned to their offices.

　　Luo Yu arrived at the hotel on time, and Jiang Qi was already there.

　　He calmly waited for Luo Yu, and the wine was already poured for him.

　　Luo Yu rarely showed his emotions, and he sat down calmly, asked the waiter for the menu, and casually ordered a few dishes.

　　Jiang Qi chatted with him about the economic situation and gossip about Hong Kong Island, and he accompanied Jiang Qi without any real interest.

　　It was only halfway through the meal that he explained the purpose of the meeting.

　　After listening to Luo Yu's statement, Jiang Qi thought for a moment before saying, "Mr.

　　Luo, I am a businessperson." Luo Yu nodded, indicating that he wanted to hear more.

　　"Jiawen is not bad," Jiang Qi blinked at him with a suggestive look.

　　Luo Yu leaned back slightly, raised his head and looked at Jiang Qi, his eyes seeming somewhat dangerous, yet restrained and not bursting out.

　　"Unfortunately, he's an unmanageable little white-eyed wolf," Jiang Qi took a sip of wine and said, "I spent a fortune to get him under my control, but he turned around and betrayed me."

　　"Luo Yi was momentarily stunned, but then guessed that Jiang Qi had planted a bug on Su Jiawen's body.

　　On the night at the racecourse, Su Jiawen had warned him to be careful, and Jiang Qi had heard everything.

　　Luo Yi remained silent, watching Jiang Qi quietly, waiting for him to continue.

　　Jiang Qi looked down at his hand, then continued, 'And Mr.

　　Luo also knows that Su Jiawen has someone else in his heart, so he's not as valuable as imagined.' Before he could finish speaking, Luo Yi couldn't bear it anymore.

　　He stood up abruptly, pointed his gun at Jiang Qi's forehead from a distance, and asked him coldly, 'Do you really think I won't do anything to you?' Jiang Qi raised his hands in a surrendering gesture, saying nothing, calmly looking at Luo Yi.

　　Luo Yi stared at him intently, his index finger almost pressing the trigger, but at the last moment, he placed the gun on the table.

　　In the end, Luo Yi spent the cash, which was ten times the value of the land he had given Jiang Qi when he bought Su Jiawen, to buy Su Jiawen back.

　　Jiang Qi said he was afraid that if Luo Yi saw Su Jiawen in his current state, he would kill him, so he wanted Su Jiawen to stay at his place for two more days to recuperate.

　　Luo Yi was about to draw his gun again, his expression changing constantly as he pondered something, but in the end, he agreed.

　　He paid a 30% deposit and made an appointment with Jiang Qi to pick up Su Jiawen.

　　He got up and prepared to leave.

　　'Mr.

　　Luo,' Jiang Qi suddenly called out to Luo Yi, who turned to look at him.

　　Jiang Qi politely smiled at him and bowed his head, saying, 'I concede defeat.' Two days later, Luo Yi went to pick up Su Jiawen.

　　He arrived early at Jiang Qi's house to pick him up, without any followers or bodyguards.

　　He drove a luxury car and parked it by the iron gate of Jiang Qi's house.

　　He got out of the car and pressed the doorbell.

　　Su Jiawen came out alone, not carrying anything, and walked out from inside with a cold and empty expression.

　　He looked a bit dazed, and when he saw Luo Yi, he even flinched and didn't smile.

　　The fire and innocence in his eyes had extinguished, and he no longer liked Luo Yi or anyone else.

　　'Luo...' Su Jiawen's voice was hoarse and extremely soft.

　　He approached, looking at Luo Yi through the iron gate, which opened with a 'click,' and Su Jiawen was right in front of him.

　　The sky was gloomy, the temperature not low, but the air pressure was low, making it feel like walking on the road was suffocating for everyone.

　　Luo Yi felt a great deal of pain from the low air pressure or some other reason.

　　He leaned closer to look at Su Jiawen.

　　Su Jiawen had lost a lot of weight, his eyes were slightly purple, and he could only spit out one word, 'Luo,' and couldn't say anything else.

　　Luo Yi ignored the bruise on his neck, held Su Jiawen's hand, which was very cold and had distinct joints, as if nothing had happened, and asked him, 'Are you cold?' Su Jiawen shook his head and got into the car with him.

　　The outdoor temperature was twenty degrees, but Luo Yi turned on the air conditioning.

　　He started the car and said to Su Jiawen, 'You're wearing too little.' Su Jiawen wasn't dressed too lightly, and he didn't respond.

　　Luo Yi brought him home, holding Su Jiawen's hand as they entered, with the butler and maid waiting at the door.

　　When the maid saw them enter, she said, 'I've cooked a bowl of noodles for Mr.

　　Su.' However, Su Jiawen said he wasn't hungry.

　　Luo Yi asked if he wanted to take a nap because he looked tired.

　　Su Jiawen nodded after thinking for a moment, thanked Mr.

　　Luo, and then headed towards the guest room downstairs.

　　Luo Yi gritted his teeth and pulled him back, asking, 'Where are you going?'"

　　"You say..." Su Jiawen seemed like he wanted to defend himself, but Luo Yulao pulled his arm and led him upstairs, into Luo Yulao's room, and pushed him onto the bed.

　　"Your room is here," Luo Yulao said, "Go to sleep." Su Jiawen nodded and, in front of him, took off his shirt.

　　His pale and slim upper body was covered in fading blue marks, almost like strange bruises.

　　There were even tiny scabs on his nipples.

　　His neck had been marked by a chain, and the scratched areas were not healing as quickly.

　　Luo Yulao glanced at it and looked away, he brought Su Jiawen his pajamas, which Su Jiawen changed into before lying down under the covers.

　　Luo Yulao leaned down and kissed Su Jiawen's forehead, then kissed his lips, and said to him in a solemn tone, "Go to sleep, Jiawen." It made it seem like he cherished Su Jiawen.

　　Su Jiawen looked at him, still expressionless.

　　Luo Yulao stood upright, about to leave, when Su Jiawen spoke up.

　　He softly called out, "Mr.

　　Luo." Luo Yulao looked at Su Jiawen gently and asked, "Do you want me to accompany you to sleep?" "Don't you find it dirty?" Su Jiawen looked straight at Luo Yulao, his tone the same, but the question was extreme and hysterical, "Don't you think it's dirty to touch me?" This might be the first time Luo Yulao has been too afraid to say anything.

　　After a long time, he said, "Why do you think that way?" However, Su Jiawen continued as if talking to himself, "I feel dirty." "Then wash up," Luo Yulao simply helped Su Jiawen up, unbuttoned his clothes, and exposed him naked, then carried him to the bathroom.

　　He placed Su Jiawen in the bathtub, half-kneeled to fill it with water, the warm water covered Su Jiawen and the marks on his body.

　　He washed him carefully, gently washing every part of Su Jiawen's body, his gaze calm, no longer avoiding it.

　　Su Jiawen allowed Luo Yulao's actions, following Luo Yulao as he drained the water from the bathtub and used the showerhead to rinse off the foam on his body.

　　Luo Yulao washed Su Jiawen all over again, wrapped him in a dry and thick bath towel, and carried him back to bed.

　　Su Jiawen looked at Luo Yulao, there was a hint of moisture in his eyes, but it seemed like he didn't dare to shed tears anymore.

　　Luo Yulao made him sit on the bed, brought a hairdryer, and dried Su Jiawen's hair, telling him, "You're clean after washing." "Is that so?" Su Jiawen asked him.

　　Luo Yulao loosened his tie and said, "I'll lie down with you." "Are you still willing to sleep with me?" Su Jiawen asked him again when he lay under the covers.

　　Su Jiawen's warm and naked body pressed against Luo Yulao, his hand rubbing and teasing between Luo Yulao's legs, causing Luo Yulao to become hard.

　　He pressed Su Jiawen onto the bed and kissed his soft but cold lips fiercely.

　　Su Jiawen's erection stood against Luo Yulao's lower abdomen, and he breathed heavily, mouth slightly open.

　　Luo Yulao grabbed the lubricant from the bedside drawer and used it to lubricate Su Jiawen.

　　Su Jiawen spread his legs wide, and Luo Yulao's fingers entered and exited his body.

　　Luo Yulao was about to explode, feeling that he was stretching enough, so he pushed into Su Jiawen's flesh, slowly thrusting in.

　　Su Jiawen let out a stifled moan, and Luo Yulao began to thrust vigorously.

　　In the midst of confusion and infatuation, Luo Yu gently placed one hand on Su Jiawen's neck, covering the marks with no strength.

　　Su Jiawen's eyes were closed, blurred by tears, unable to see clearly.

　　However, he could feel Luo Yu's movements.

　　Suddenly, he grabbed Luo Yu's wrist and pushed his hand away, saying, "Mr.

　　Luo, take a look." Luo Yu had never known that making love could be so bitter and astringent, but now he knew.