Everyone I Flirted With Says They Won’t Let Me Go (Quick Transmigration) - Chapter 8

Clearly, Xia Chengxi’s dramatic scene at ‘Golden’ had been both impactful and memorable. After making an appearance in front of Gu Chengxi’s so-called friends, Gu Chengxi was repeatedly asked about Xia Chengxi at several subsequent banquets.

Although no one dared to covet the person in Gu Chengxi’s embrace, Xia Chengxi’s striking looks were undeniable. The love for beauty is universal, and everyone felt a restless urge. Even if they couldn’t touch him, a few extra glances were still a feast for the eyes. Yet, Gu Chengxi continued to keep him hidden away in the villa, never bringing him out.

Over a month passed in calm tranquility, and just as everyone was secretly lamenting the difficulty of catching a glimpse of the beauty, Gu Chengxi, for reasons unknown, actually brought Xia Chengxi out.

In front of the villa’s floor-length mirror, Xia Chengxi was earnestly grooming himself. His fair skin and soft black hair, swept upward, gave him a mature charm that diminished his youthful innocence. The impeccably tailored black suit and meticulously buttoned shirt, with Gu Chengxi tying his tie for him, made him look like an elegant young noble—graceful, dignified, and refined.

Gu Chengxi gave him a meaningful glance but said nothing, offering only a slight nod. Xia Chengxi felt a bit disheartened; he had hoped for praise from Gu Chengxi, but all he got was a barely perceptible nod. All that effort he’d put into grooming himself seemed wasted.

Feeling indignant, he slipped into the car, curled his lips into a dazzling smile, raised an eyebrow, and pressed him, “Brother, don’t you think I look handsome today?”

Gu Chengxi glanced at him and granted a noncommittal “Hmm” from his throat.

“Then tell me, what’s handsome about me today?”

Gu Chengxi remained unruffled. “Everything is handsome.”

“…Oh.”

Hearing the disappointment in that reply, Gu Chengxi chuckled softly, pulled him into his arms, and rested his chin on Xia Chengxi’s head. “I regret it now. I really shouldn’t have agreed to bring you out.”

Xia Chengxi forced a smile and fawned over him obsequiously, “Brother, you’re actually super handsome too!”

The possessiveness of the big shot was terrifying. He had to behave well today, or he’d be locked up in the villa like a canary forever.

This banquet wasn’t particularly important, but it wasn’t insignificant either—it was the birthday celebration of Old Master Zhou from the Zhou family in Jiang Cheng. They hadn’t expected to secure Gu Chengxi’s attendance, but whether on a whim or by design, Gu Chengxi had informed them just hours before that he would attend, leaving the Zhou family scrambling to prepare.

When Gu Chengxi’s car arrived, Zhou Shicheng, the only son of Old Master Zhou, was already waiting outside the hotel. He personally opened the car door for Gu Chengxi and greeted him with a smile, “Mr. Gu, your presence truly brings honor to our humble home. Please forgive any inadequacies in our hospitality.”

Gu Chengxi glanced at the brightly lit hotel and the steady stream of arriving vehicles, then smiled as well. “Not at all. It’s just that someone at home was feeling restless and insisted on coming out for a stroll.”

Someone at home?

Gu Chengxi’s tone was unmistakably doting, his eyes sparkling with amusement. This piqued the curiosity of those deliberately watching nearby.

Soon, a young man emerged from the car—rosy lips, pearly teeth, dressed in a sharp suit, standing intimately by Gu Chengxi’s side with a smile.

Many were astonished. The usually iron-fisted Gu Chengxi actually had such a tender side.

“Hello, Mr. Zhou. My name is Xia Chengxi. I’ve come specifically to offer my birthday wishes today.”

Zhou Shicheng, being astute, instantly grasped the relationship between the two. “Young Master Xia, you flatter me. Please, both of you, come in. The old master has been waiting for a while.”

Although the Zhou family couldn’t compare to the century-old Gu family, they still held some status and respect in Jiang Cheng. The hotel hall was packed with guests for the old master’s birthday banquet. The moment Gu Chengxi appeared, the noisy hall fell into complete silence. Zhou Shicheng, feeling honored, led the two to the old master. Gu Chengxi took a gift from his bodyguard—a high-quality inkstone—and presented it to Old Master Zhou.

Old Master Zhou accepted it with a beaming smile, exchanged a few polite words, and then invited Gu Chengxi to a private room to discuss matters.

Xia Chengxi had been on his best behavior all evening, acting properly and cautiously, determined not to cause Gu Chengxi any trouble and to leave a good impression. When the time came, he assured Gu Chengxi it was fine and urged him to attend to his business.

Gu Chengxi instructed Twelve, who had accompanied them to the banquet, and then followed the Zhou father and son into the room.

This was Xia Chengxi’s first time being brought to such an event, and he hardly knew anyone. However, those who had been present in the “Golden” private room that day still recognized him. They racked their brains to strike up conversations with him. Xia Chengxi held a glass of wine, offering only perfunctory replies, his aloof demeanor seeming almost innate.

Fortunately, those who had witnessed Xia Chengxi confronting Gu Chengxi at “Golden” found his current cool attitude entirely expected.

When they raised their glasses to toast, Xia Chengxi felt a bit embarrassed. His alcohol tolerance was poor, and with Gu Chengxi absent, he dared not drink much. Just as he was hesitating, Twelve quietly handed him a glass of clear liquid, whispering in his ear, “It’s water.”

Xia Chengxi gave him an appreciative glance, thinking, It seems saving your life was worth it.

They clinked glasses and took small sips. The others had hoped to glean information about Gu Chengxi through Xia Chengxi, but he was tight-lipped and revealed nothing. Luckily, the group was composed of eloquent speakers, and their lively banter soon had Xia Chengxi laughing heartily.

Unbeknownst to him, his radiant smile captivated those around him. Onlookers swallowed hard, feeling a surge of warmth and restlessness.

They chatted for quite some time. When Gu Chengxi emerged from the room, his expression was grim, and he was accompanied by a young man who kept looking up and asking him questions, seemingly unbothered by Gu Chengxi’s dark mood.

“Isn’t that Zhao Yi? Why is he at the banquet?”

Someone remarked meaningfully, “He probably heard Young Master Gu was here.”

“That’s Zhao Yi from the Zhao family. He’s incredibly arrogant and looks down on everyone. Since childhood, he’s clung to Young Master Gu, and as he grew older, he became even more shameless, following Gu Chengxi everywhere. He’s tried to drug Gu Chengxi multiple times, nearly succeeding in climbing into his bed,” one of the people beside Xia Chengxi explained, pointing at Zhao Yi. “Don’t be fooled by Zhao Yi’s innocent appearance—he’s full of malice. Back when Young Master Gu was in trouble, it was Zhao Yi who secretly helped him seize power. Otherwise, given his repeated attempts to seduce Gu Chengxi, he’d have been eliminated long ago.”

Xia Chengxi nodded.

[A rival in love has appeared. Host, aren’t you afraid, panicked, or fearful?]

Xia Chengxi leaned back comfortably, sipping a glass of plain water as he gazed at Zhao Yi. “No matter how precious gold and jade may be, Gu Chengxi only loves this unpolished jade—me. He won’t leave even if I push him away. What can I do?”

“Such audacity.”

“You flatter me.”

Xia Chengxi had no doubt about Gu Chengxi’s 94% sincerity. Questioning him over a slight twinge of jealousy would only make him seem like a troublemaking, vinegar-soaked jar—annoying and petty.

Even so, Xia Chengxi rubbed his temples, genuinely feeling a bit unsettled.

The repeated attempts to climb into bed and the underhanded tactics of drugging him multiple times left him suffocated with frustration.

Fortunately, Gu Chengxi had strong self-control. If Zhao Yi had succeeded even once, it would have been utterly disgusting.

In a sour mood, Xia Chengxi fell silent, his eyes wandering until they suddenly locked with a pair of eyes in a corner—Chu Ran.

Chu Ran raised his glass to him from afar with a smile. Xia Chengxi gritted his teeth and lowered his head, thinking, “This haunting pest!”

His mind grew increasingly muddled. Staggering to his feet, he said, “I’m not feeling well. Everyone, please continue drinking. I need to sober up a bit.”

Everyone assumed he was drunk and laughed it off, paying no mind. Seeing his pale complexion, Shier helped him to the restroom.

“Shier, how long have you been by my brother’s side?”

“Almost a year.”

“A year… So, you were with him even before I came. Have you seen that Zhao Yi before?”

Shier paused briefly. “Young Master Gu used to bring him to the villa often and doted on him, granting his every wish.”

“Oh.” The boss was wealthy and powerful. It was only natural for him to have many lovers.

Rubbing his temples, his vision grew blurry, and his legs felt weak. The quiet corridor echoed only with their footsteps, the clamor from the main hall muffled behind closed doors. A sudden sense of crisis made Xia Chengxi feel that something was wrong.

He stopped, gripping Shier’s hand tightly. “Something’s off. Let’s go back.”

It was far too quiet here.

Shier glanced around, clearly sensing it too, and helped Xia Chengxi turn back. But the iron door leading to the main hall was now shut.

Acting decisively, Xia Chengxi said to him word by word, “Go find Gu Chengxi quickly, then come back for me. I think I’ve been drugged. Hurry!”

“But—”

Xia Chengxi pushed him away. Spotting a small door next to the iron door, likely a storage room, he was relieved to find it unlocked. Inside were various cleaning supplies. Xia Chengxi stepped in, hiding in the inner area, his body growing weaker.

“I’ll hide here. Go quickly. I’ll be fine.”

Shier glanced at him. His role didn’t allow for hesitation. After a moment’s consideration, he nodded, closed the storage room door, and hurried off.

Listening to Shier’s retreating footsteps, Xia Chengxi promptly locked the door from inside. Leaning against it, he listened for any movement outside. All was silent, not a soul in sight.

By then, his mind grew increasingly hazy, hallucinations swirling before his eyes, and his eyelids grew heavy. He bit down hard on his wrist, the taste of iron filling his mouth. The pain jolted him back to clarity.

Time ticked by. Xia Chengxi checked his watch, growing more anxious. Twenty minutes had passed—why hadn’t they come yet?

The world spun around him. Xia Chengxi looked up dazedly at the ceiling, feeling dizzy and exhausted.

[Little Green Hat, didn’t you say you were all-powerful, capable of detecting all kinds of narcotics, poisons, and sleeping pills?]

[Who told you that?]

Xia Chengxi didn’t have the energy to argue. [Alright, alright, I surrender.]

Footsteps seemed to approach from outside the room. Before he could tell who it was, the door opened. In his dazed state, Xia Chengxi couldn’t make out the person’s face. Suddenly, he felt weightless as someone lifted him into their arms. The warmth of their embrace felt familiar and comforting. Unconsciously, he murmured “Brother” softly against their chest before completely losing consciousness.