The Gloomy Overseas Student Rewards His Hubby With Some Thirst Traps - Chapter 13

Chapter 13

【Yu, want to try out this supercar?】

Yu Yanshuang zoomed in on the photo, meticulously examining every detail of the Pagani supercar, before quickly closing the chat interface with Sane.

He buried his face in his pillow.

Ride…

Why did Sane happen to overhear that specific sentence? He really did want to go for a drive; he found it to be a great way to relieve stress.

After Sane entered the room that day, the rest of the meal had felt like sitting on a bed of nails!

From the end of that dinner yesterday until tonight, Sane had been contacting him incessantly. In the morning, he asked if he wanted to go out for a Chinese breakfast; at noon, he asked about Huaiyang cuisine; and tonight, he was asking if he wanted to try a new supercar.

But Yu Yanshuang didn’t reply to any of them. It was too embarrassing; he didn’t want to see Sane for a while.

Yu Yanshuang poked his head out from under the covers. After confirming Garcia hadn’t returned, he ducked back in and cautiously opened a certain webpage on his phone.

What on earth is all this…

Hiding under the blankets, he looked at the photos on his screen.

It turned out there were two ways to “ride.”

One was lying flat like a pony, with the other person kneeling on both sides, preferably gripping the waist so the “pony” couldn’t escape.

The other was the sitting method, much like the time he had straddled Sane’s stomach.

Watching the content made Yu Yanshuang roll around in his blankets.

Garcia, who had just returned, suddenly flipped the covers off. “Yu? What are you doing?”

Yu Yanshuang immediately hid his phone, pulled off his headphones, and changed the subject: “You’re back! Where did you go? You’ve been out since yesterday and only came back this late?”

That meal had ended with just Yu Yanshuang and Sane. For some reason, Rodney suddenly claimed he had business and dragged Garcia away. Garcia hadn’t returned all night.

It had been miserable for Yu Yanshuang. He had been stunned by Garcia’s final comment for a long time, especially since Sane heard it too. Though Yu Yanshuang tried to laugh it off, he had no idea how much Sane had actually caught. After a meal that tasted like wax, Yu Yanshuang insisted on going back to school for his part-time job to escape him.

After finishing his late shift today, Yu Yanshuang lay in the dorm and only started his “secret research” once he saw no one was around.

The first things that popped up in his search were incredibly explicit. Two men appeared on screen without a stitch of clothing, and the sound was on speaker—luckily the room was empty. After enduring the initial revulsion, he finally found a post with “educational” riding positions.

Thinking about Sane sitting on him, or him gripping Sane’s waist… it all seemed so strange.

Would I get crushed? Could I even reach around Sane’s waist?

Yu Yanshuang shuddered at the thought and shook his head vigorously.

“Are you sick? Why is your face so red?”

As Garcia’s hand approached him, Yu Yanshuang instinctively swatted it away, a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Garcia’s expression instantly turned hurt.

Yu Yanshuang quickly scrambled up and said, “I didn’t mean to be disgusted by you. I just accidentally saw something gross, so I’m a bit…”

“What thing?” Garcia reached for the phone out of curiosity.

Yu Yanshuang wouldn’t allow it, pushing Garcia toward the bathroom. “You smell strongly of cigars and alcohol, and you look exhausted. Go shower!”

Garcia laughed helplessly and stopped teasing him.

Yu Yanshuang tucked his phone under his butt inside the covers and watched Garcia enter the bathroom before he hurriedly cleared his history and deleted everything.

It was terrifying. After seeing that stuff, he couldn’t even stand Garcia touching him. He had originally planned to have Sane pose for some humiliating photos through his clothes, but now that seemed too difficult to even attempt.

While he was brainstorming other ways to torture Sane, an email notification popped up.

It was an old “employer” from a Discord group. They had contacted him via email before; he had sold this employer a candid side-profile shot of Sane once. Because it was high quality, it sold for $30. At that time, he had just arrived at school and was burning through cash; that employer had been a lifesaver before his next month’s allowance arrived.

Since he hadn’t appeared in the group chat for two days, the employer emailed to urge him to log on. The email read: Hi, Blonde Beauty. No one has any info on that little boy next to Sane. Do you know anything?

Surprised, Yu Yanshuang opened the Discord chat and found the messages scrolling at a frantic pace. His name appeared in almost every record.

【I’m in the same class as him. I was stunned by his looks the first time I saw him, but no one dares to talk to him. He’s super cold, like a weirdo. He never talks to anyone and always sits in the back row.】 【Look at this photo! That’s him peeking at Sane from the corner!】 【OMG, they’ve dug up seven or eight photos with him in them. So he stalked Sane until he landed him?】 【No way. If Sane were that easy to land, a bunch of stalkers would have done it by now.】 【I asked a few guys on the football team; they’ve never even seen him talk to Sane! How does he know him?!】 【I went to a private high school with Sane. This is the first time I’ve seen Sane drive someone himself. This man’s relationship with Sane is definitely not normal.】 【He’s a lackey, right? Hahaha, I think Chinese people are the best at flattering us Americans.】

Yu Yanshuang clenched his fists. These people didn’t understand at all—it was Sane who was flattering him! And they even brought up nationality—it must be another annoying redneck! And what was with “lackey,” “landing him,” or “little boy”? He was a man! How was he a weirdo?

Back home, he was incredibly popular! He just didn’t have time for classmates now because he was broke; making one more friend and eating one more meal was a financial burden!

Yu Yanshuang tapped the screen and sent a message: 【I know. Yu Yanshuang is Sane’s good friend. I know this man!】

Coming from his specific account tag, everyone knew the weight of “Blonde Beauty’s” words. After all, he had provided a mountain of firsthand info by “stalking” Sane and had sold plenty of reliable tips in the group.

The chat exploded instantly. Everyone begged for more details. Some naturally didn’t believe it—how could Sane suddenly have a friend closer than Rodney, especially one who looked poor?

The word “poor” stung Yu Yanshuang again.

In a huff, he took a photo of the watch, sent a message to his “real” account, and quickly faked a conversation to screenshot.

【Sane’s watch? Heavens, this guy has Sane’s watch! Are they really friends?】 【Blonde Beauty, quick, tell us the inside scoop. When did they meet?】 【Can this man take some photos of Sane when he’s not at school? I want to see what Sane is like outside. I can pay a lot @BlondeBeauty, help me ask.】

Yu Yanshuang’s eyes lit up. He wouldn’t tell them how he and Sane actually met, but since he was looking for a way to tease Sane, someone had just handed him a solution.

That’s right! He had been making extra pocket money by selling info and photos of Sane; now that he actually knew the man, he didn’t even have to stalk him!

He opened his chat with Sane: What are you doing? Have someone take a photo of you and send it to me. If you don’t want those other photos leaked, be a little more obedient.

Leaning back against his soft pillow, Yu Yanshuang once again felt that his snap decision to take those intimate photos that night was the best thing he’d ever done!

Within seconds, Sane sent a text: 【Wait a moment.】

Nearly five minutes passed. Just as Yu Yanshuang was getting annoyed and the Discord chat was devolving into wild speculation, Sane’s photo finally arrived.

In the photo, Sane was wearing a well-tailored suit shirt, sitting at a Texas Hold’em table piled with chips—likely worth hundreds of thousands of dollars. His sleeves were casually rolled up, revealing the veins tracing over his muscular forearms, ending at a wrist covered by a new watch.

The watch was still a Patek Philippe, but from the Grand Complications series. Sane looked at the camera with a rare, serious, and formal expression. The kaleidoscopic lights of the venue highlighted his deep, sharp features, making him look cold and imposing. Figures in evening gowns and suits blurred in the background.

It seemed Sane was socializing in a very high-end place?

Yu Yanshuang had no interest in knowing where he was. In fact, looking at the photo felt like making eye contact with Sane, which made it too easy to remember their intimate encounter. He quickly edited the photo and returned to the Discord group. He muted the chat and dropped a bombshell: Who wants a photo of Sane playing at the gambling table? DM me with your offer.

He posted a tiny crop of the photo—just Sane’s neatly trimmed fingertips pressing down on a King of Spades.

With just a photo of a hand, the moment he unmuted the chat, everyone went wild. These were people who had analyzed every existing pixel of Sane; how could they not recognize his hand?

【So sexy… how can just a hand be this sexy!】 【He really changed his watch? The proof photo Blonde Beauty sent earlier was real!!】 【Never doubt Blonde Beauty’s intel. Just asking quietly, how much for the photo?】 【$100!】 【$1000!】

As the group started shouting random prices, his private messages were flooded. The price gradually climbed to $320.

On the other side, Sane had sent photos of supercars and mountain roads all day without being able to get Yu Yanshuang to come out. Finally, he had received a message from the little guy. He had spent a while making sure the photo was decent, only for it to be met with total silence. He didn’t get a reply, but he did get a mocking text from a friend.

【Sane, weren’t you going to catch that little mouse yourself? Still haven’t caught him? How does he have a photo of your private game with the heirs today?】

The friend who texted was a high school classmate of Sane’s who was also at the University of Chicago. He was a tech geek majoring in Computer Science who wanted to be independent of his family; Sane had provided the majority of the funding for his studio.

Sane realized instantly that Yu Yanshuang wasn’t “missing” him or curious about his life; he was purely using Sane as a money-making tool. He didn’t even seem that interested in continuing his “revenge.”

Truly heartless. This game was progressing too slowly.

Gritting his teeth, Sane used the tip of his tongue to press against the side of his mouth and told his friend to send him Yu Yanshuang’s “Blonde Beauty” account details. Sane lost all interest in the cards. He pushed all his chips forward: “All in.”

He left the table, walked to the balcony, and lit a cigar. He received the account info from his friend. After downloading Discord, he messaged Yu Yanshuang without hesitation: 【$10,000. I’m buying the exclusive rights to this photo.】

“$10,000!!”

Yu Yanshuang bounced on his bed in joy. The bed creaked loudly, and someone immediately hammered on the wall: “Shut up!”

He glared at the wall before quickly replying to the “Big Boss”: No problem! Kissy-kissy, baby~~~

Yu Yanshuang was so happy he habitually imitated domestic sellers back home, adding a “kissy-kissy, baby” for good measure. He quickly gave the payment details to the boss and happily announced in the group: Exclusive rights bought for $10k.

The payment method was anonymous—a reliable platform Garcia had told him about that made it hard to trace identities.

Usually, when a deal ended, the buyer would come out to brag or thank him. This was part of why no one doubted his persona: a wealthy girl in Sane’s social circle who had high tastes but was short on cash, allowing her to get inside info while being willing to sell it.

But this time, after the shock of the price wore off, no one came forward to brag. Someone started to suspect it was fake.

Yu Yanshuang then realized that the person who bought the photo wasn’t even in the group! But he had indeed received the $10,000! For a moment, cold sweat broke out. When you do bad things, any little anomaly makes you jumpy like a startled bird.

He went to message the “Big Boss”: 【How did you know I was selling the photo?】

Sane, playing the role of the buyer, avoided the question and countered: 【Don’t you like Sane a lot? You kissed me and called me “baby”—aren’t you worried he’d be uncomfortable if he knew?】

Yu Yanshuang muttered to himself that this person was too old-fashioned, like a “solo-stan” fan. They thought if you liked an idol, you weren’t allowed to be intimate with anyone else. How overbearing!

He replied displeased: 【What’s it to you? I’m not his girlfriend. Besides, I even want to ride him. Sane could never find out!】

Under the glowing night sky, Sane loosened his shirt collar. His Adam’s apple bobbed. The well-tailored suit suddenly felt constricting. He silently repeated that word over and over in his mind.

The next moment, two texts from Sane popped up on Yu Yanshuang’s screen.

— “Do you want to take it all in?” — “Will you cry from being too full? Little Yu.”