"Thank you again for your time, Officer Zhang," Li Hao said.
"We appreciate your insights."
"Always a pleasure, Mr. Li," Officer Zhang replied. "We look forward to the next steps."
As Officer Zhang and Hua Yong turned to leave, a shadow fell over Li Hao.
He felt it before he saw it, a familiar chill that prickled his skin. Slow footsteps echoed, deliberate and confident.
Li Hao's jaw tightened, and his body stiffened as he saw Shi Wang approaching.
Shi Wang walked with a casual swagger, a wicked smile playing on his lips. His hands were tucked casually into his pants pockets, projecting an air of complete self-assurance as he stopped right in front of Li Hao.
"It's my lucky day to see you… my brother," Shi Wang drawled playfully, his eyes glinting with amusement.
Li Hao gritted his teeth, his knuckles turning white as he clenched his jaw.
"But it's my worst day to see you."
Shi Wang chuckled, unaffected by the hostility. "Well, what brought you here to my office?" he asked, glancing around with a mock-proprietorial air.
Li Hao took a step closer, his eyes narrowing. "For your kind information, this is Li Defense R&D's main office," he reminded Shi Wang, "Not Wang R&D's."
Shi Wang let out another soft laugh, his eyes flicking over Li Hao.
"When are you going back to Thailand, huh?"
A smile, cold and sharp, touched Li Hao's lips.
"Why? Are you afraid that I would take everything from you?" He chuckled, a sound devoid of humor.
Then his expression hardened, becoming serious. "All the things that you have… they all belong to the Li family. Don't forget, you are just a parasite to us."
Shi Wang's face darkened instantly. The playful glint in his eyes vanished, replaced by a cold fury.
He reached into his jacket, pulling out a cigarette and a lighter. As he brought the flame close, his lips parted to speak, but before he could utter a word, a sharp
Brrr… brrr… vibrated from his pocket.
"Aha... what a great time, my boy!"
Shi Wang chuckled to himself.
"Hey, Yang Zi!" Shi Wang's voice was loud, almost annoyingly cheerful, clearly intended for Li Hao to hear. He deliberately dragged out Yang Zi's name.
"Today is our date night, don't forget, ah!" He made sure to gaze directly at Li Hao's face, his smile turning wicked, a smirk playing on his lips.
A furious voice crackled through the phone, loud enough for a faint echo in the quiet office.
"Hey, bastard! How many times do I have to tell you, don't call me or text me? Are you even a CEO? How can you be so free to call me this many times?"
Yang Zi's voice was sharp.
Shi Wang let out a big, booming laugh, completely unfazed. He winked at Li Hao, who was now glaring daggers at him.
"Ah... don't worry," Shi Wang said, trying to sound reassuring, though his eyes still sparkled with mischief. "I'll prepare everything for you. Just tell me what you like."
"Are you insane, huh?" Yang Zi yelled, his voice rising in pitch. "What are you even talking about? There's no date night!"
"Okay, okay, I'll pick you up at eight," Shi Wang cut in smoothly, ignoring Yang Zi's protest. He nodded as if confirming plans.
On the other end, Yang Zi's eyebrows must have furrowed in pure confusion.
"Ah, whatever! Don't ever call me again, or I'll definitely block your number!" Yang Zi shouted, his patience clearly at its limit.
Shi Wang burst into a loud, fake laugh, the sound echoing slightly in the room. He watched Li Hao, whose face was now a mask of pure irritation, giving him a death stare that could melt steel.
"You are so funny, Yang Zi," Shi Wang managed to say, still chuckling, but the call was already disconnected a few seconds ago. He had known it would be.
Then, Shi Wang casually slung his arm over Li Hao's shoulder, a friendly gesture that felt anything but to Li Hao.
"Bro," he said, his voice now lower,"if you want to go out on a date with Yu Han... just tell me. I would totally set up the date for you."
He leaned in closer, a playful smirk dancing on his lips, hinting at a secret he knew Li Hao harbored.
Shi Wang walked forward, leaving Li Hao fuming, himself laughing like a triumphant villain.
Li Hao watched him go, his jaw clenched tight. "I'll kill you someday, you fucking bastard."
After only a few steps, Shi Wang's entire demeanor changed drastically. The playful smirk vanished, replaced by a serious, focused expression.
His shoulders straightened, and his gaze sharpened. He turned to his Secretary Liu.
"Liu," Shi Wang commanded, "find out why Li Hao was meeting with Officer Zhang."
Secretary Liu turned his head back, his eyes scanning the area. Across the spacious lobby, he spotted Officer Zhang, looking stern as always, standing beside a young man Liu didn't recognize.
Then, Liu turned back to face Shi Wang.
"Okay, Mr. Shi. I'll get right on it."
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[At Apartment- Night]
Yang Zi, leaning back in his chair near the table, called out, "Yu Han, it's your turn for dishes tonight."
Yu Han, sprawled on the sofa with a dramatic sigh, groaned.
"Ugh, Yang Zi, I'm so tired. My whole body is aching .I can't possibly do them."
Yang Zi's eyes narrowed. "No way. You said the same thing last time, and I ended up doing them. Tonight, you wash the dishes, or no breakfast for you tomorrow."
Yu Han shifted, a playful glint in his eye. "But don't you love me, my Yang Yang?" He reached out, attempting to soften Yang Zi with charm.
Yang Zi responded with a sharp, kick to Yu Han's calf. "I'm going to bed. Do the dishes, then go to sleep."
"I hate you!" Yu Han grumbled, but the words lacked any real venom.
He pushed himself up, a reluctant smile playing on his lips as he ambled towards the sink.
"Damn it," he muttered, surveying the stack of plates. "He deliberately left this pile for me. Geez."
He rolled up his sleeves and began the tedious work, the running water a counterpoint to his quiet grumbles.
Half an hour later, the kitchen was gleaming, and the last dish was dried and put away.
"Ahhh, my back," he winced, stretching his aching spine. "Finally, my work is done." He glanced at the clock.
"What the… it's already midnight." A thought of relief followed. "Good thing tomorrow is Sunday. I can sleep in."
Yawning, Yu Han switched off the kitchen light and shuffled towards his bedroom.
As he passed the coffee table, a large packet of chips caught his eye.
"Spicy and Hot," he read, a small smile returning. He pulled out a chip and crunched down.
"Ugh, it's really spicy," he yelped, the heat blooming on his tongue, "But it's yummy." He pocketed the chips, not wanting to share with Yang Zi.
He finally reached his bed, diving under the covers. "Ahhh, I missed you, my bed," he mumbled, hugging his pillow.
He grabbed his phone. "Let's watch some movies." He scrolled through options, but nothing appealed.
"Ughh, this is so boring... I can't even find a movie."
He scrolled endlessly.
His scrolling came to an abrupt halt as a title leaped out at him: "Sleeping With My Enemy - BL."
The poster was provocative, showing two young men, their bodies implied to be naked, one kissing the other's neck. Yu Han blinked, intrigued.
"What the heck is this?" His curiosity piqued, he clicked on the movie.
The screen flickered, and Yu Han's eyes widened in disbelief. This wasn't the movie he expected. It was a pornographic film.
A man lay on the bed, hands cuffed, blindfolded, and completely naked. Another man, holding a sex toy, thrust it into the bound man's tight entrance with deliberate force.
"Fuck...what is this."
The toy moved up and down, eliciting loud moans from the cuffed man. The other man slapped his bare buttocks.
"Is it even legal to watch?...but that young boy... he's something damn..."
The intensity of the scene made Yu Han's heart race. His own member, unexpectedly, began to harden.
The cries of the man on screen grew more desperate, young man's voice hoarse as he begged for mercy, but the man behind him continued his relentless thrusting. The scene escalated, the actions becoming more aggressive and explicit.
At this point, Yu Han's own body responded instinctively.
His hands went to his pants, pulling them down along with his underwear. He wrapped his hands around his now hard and throbbing member, his thumb playing with the sensitive tip.
Lewd signals flooded his brain, and he quickened the pace of his hand.
Suddenly, an image of Li Hao flashed in his mind.
"Li Hao... what the fuck are you doing in my mind." He tried to ignore his image but that was not possible.
"Fuck it... it's just imagination, no one knows about it..no one..even Li Hao."
He started imagine Li Hao under him, begging for mercy like that young man, and Yu Han imagined himself as the man who was fucking the young man.
In imagination, he ripped off Li Hao's underwear and handcuffed him. He mercilessly shoved his xiao han inside Li Hao's tight entrance. And start moving his bottom holding Li Hao's waist.
He imagined Li Hao crying in pain. He speed up his hand movement.
"Li Hao… Li Hao… Li Hao…" he moaned, his stroking growing more frantic.
He was nearing climax, his back arching, his head buried in the pillow, eyes tightly shut.
Just as he was about to reach his peak, his blanket was pulled up, an action he was too engrossed to notice.
"Ahhh....Li Hao....I can't hold....ahhh"
Shamelessly, he cried out Li Hao's name one last time, and his body convulsed, releasing a warm, white liquid.
As the final tremors subsided, Yu Han realized his bottom was exposed.
He blinked his eyes open, his arousal still palpable.
And there, standing beside his bed, the person he was fucking in his imagination -Li Hao.