The Gloomy Overseas Student Rewards His Hubby With Some Thirst Traps - Chapter 41

Chapter 41

“Hahahahahaha!!”

Yu Yanshuang hit the pause button on the laptop, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Sein standing beside him. “Look, Sein, look at the stupid thing you did! You begged me to kiss you, and you even begged me to touch you! How shameless!”

Sein watched Yu Yanshuang’s exuberant expression and ground his back teeth together. “Aren’t you laughing a bit too happily?”

Yu Yanshuang looked at the current Sein, fully dressed, and then back at the video where Sein was actively grabbing his hand, pressing it against his abs, and guiding Yu Yanshuang to feel them one by one.

He even remembered the pathetic, lustful way Sein looked when he whispered in his ear, “Do you like it, little master?”

Tsk, tsk. Who would have thought that the dignified heir of the Bath family—the clean-living, forever-aloof Sein—would one day stoop to such actions just because he wanted to date someone?

The latter half of the video on the laptop contained only some ambiguous conversational sounds.

That was when Yu Yanshuang, seduced by Sein’s abs and kisses, had been dizzily carried into the booth’s restroom to be meticulously “serviced” by Sein. During that time, Sein had said a lot of shameless things.

Things like how he was so straight, why he was so pink, and how he was so beautiful everywhere.

For the first time, Yu Yanshuang had done something truly “wicked” to shut Sein’s mouth.

“Hehe, Sein, oh Sein, just admit it—you’ve been hopelessly turned gay by me!”

Yu Yanshuang’s ears were a bit red. He sat in the executive chair with his legs crossed, with the most extravagant stretch of the Las Vegas Strip behind him. He looked exactly like a slave who had finally revolted and taken over the song. “Delete that video from the hotel last time. You wouldn’t want anyone to see the heir of the Bath family acting so shamelessly, would you?”

As he spoke, he used his toes to push off the floor, letting the chair swing slowly back and forth, not quite daring to look Sein directly in the eye.

The swinging made Sein’s head ache. He grabbed the chair to hold it still and refused. “Impossible. If I delete it, I suspect you’ll immediately leak this video.”

“I won’t!”

Suddenly trapped by Sein, Yu Yanshuang felt the shadow cast by Sein’s body loom over him. His pupils constricted, and his voice dropped a few decibels. “I… we still have a contract. Do I have enough money to compensate you? Besides, I can’t run away. You know very well that I don’t want anyone to find out about our real relationship either.”

Yu Yanshuang looked at Sein with a hint of expectation. “But, if you terminate the contract and let me go, I’ll delete this video too. We can both go our separate ways!”

“Don’t even think about it,” Sein snorted. He tilted his chin toward the laptop. “It’s on my computer. Go ahead and delete it.”

Being able to delete the video already made Yu Yanshuang very happy.

Following Sein’s instructions, he eagerly found the hidden folder, unlocked the security seal, and unzipped it. After a series of operations, he found it—the moment that made him want to look away instantly: the footage of himself lying on the bed while Sein was servicing him.

There was another video from the bathroom, from the day Sein had pinned him against the wall. He deleted them immediately without hesitation and emptied the trash bin.

“You don’t have backups, right?”

Sein quickly reached for his phone, but Yu Yanshuang, acting as if he had caught him red-handed, snatched it away. Under threat, he forced Sein to reveal the location on the phone and deleted those as well.

A massive weight finally lifted from his heart. Sein looked down at Yu Yanshuang, seeing the look of utter relief on his face after the deletions were finished.

The corner of Sein’s mouth hooked up. “Happy now?”

Yu Yanshuang gave a small smile. At this moment, he felt truly and completely relaxed. “Sein, now you have no videos left to blackmailed me with!”

“So, what do you plan to do?” Sein raised an eyebrow. Even knowing the little guy probably wouldn’t say anything nice, he was still somewhat curious.

Yu Yanshuang actually didn’t quite know what to do next. Things were different now; Sein had slept with him so many times that his old methods of threatening “homophobic straight guys” were useless against Sein. If anything, they might just be a reward for him.

Fortunately, Sein hadn’t been gay from the start, or he would have felt quite ridiculous.

Ding-dong, ding-dong…

When the doorbell rang, Yu Yanshuang immediately tilted his chin. “Go. Open the door.”

He put on the air of a young master ordering a slave around. It was Sein’s assistant, holding a massive gift box.

Yu Yanshuang was curious and couldn’t sit still. He ran toward the entrance, glancing warily at Sein. “What is this? You didn’t secretly get more dirt on me, did you?”

Sein simply handed him the box and signaled for him to open it.

A box of this size, and it was wobbling… Yu Yanshuang scared himself, his mind wandering to terrifying things like a severed head.

After peeling it open for a while, Yu Yanshuang saw a Spalding basketball inside a square transparent case, covered in numerous signatures. After looking closely at a few, he realized they were all famous basketball stars.

He looked up to see Sein and his assistant both staring at him intently. He asked curiously, “What?”

Sein’s assistant was extremely curious. His boss had chosen this gift based on the investigation into Yu Yanshuang, so it must be something important to him. He was eager to see if Yu Yanshuang would realize the significance.

Sein’s motivation was simpler: he wanted to see Yu Yanshuang look happy upon receiving a gift.

Yu Yanshuang knew a lot about these basketball stars. Back then, he had practiced three-pointers relentlessly because he thought they were the coolest and would get the most cheers. Most people only think you’re impressive if you score.

So back at school, he wasn’t very good at rebounding, dribbling, or tactical plays, but he excelled at three-pointers—he could even sink them from the half-court line. A class that had been defeated by him once sent him a basketball as a sarcastic insult, with “Ben Simmons” written on it in English—a star known for claiming to be a great shooter but having a low actual percentage.

When he received that ball, his friends were outraged and threatened to beat up the person who sent it. But Yu Yanshuang had accepted it gracefully, acting as if he knew his own accuracy was high and didn’t care. In reality, he wanted to throw it away the moment he left school, but he was afraid of being found out, so he took it home—where his adoptive mother happened to cut it up.

That worked out for him; he felt that if he had thrown it away himself, it would have looked like he cared too much about others’ opinions.

Yu Yanshuang was puzzled. “I don’t think I ever told you I liked basketball?”

He checked every signature carefully to make sure Sein wasn’t subtly mocking him like that person years ago. Probably not; Sein doesn’t know about my past.

The assistant’s eyes brightened. Is he about to figure it out?

“Don’t all boys like basketball? I assumed you did too,” Sein said with a slight smile. He took a moment to give the assistant a displeased glare, asking, “Aren’t you leaving yet?”

Before the assistant left, he only heard Yu Yanshuang—who suspected nothing—ask with a strange focus: “It’s alright, but Sein… you’re not trying to suck up to me, are you?”

Thud!

Sein shut the door quickly. He said naturally, “I can’t help it. I’ve been hopelessly turned gay by you.”

Yu Yanshuang tilted his chin proudly and commanded, “I want you to knead my shoulders, pound my back, and massage my feet!”

He couldn’t help but feel that Chu Siqing was right. Turning the heir of the Bath family gay, making that heir willingly get drunk to please him, and even forcing him to act as a slave—it really did give him a lot of “face.”

Sein unbuttoned his shirt and gestured for Yu Yanshuang to go to the bedroom. “Fine. Strip naked and lie down.”

Yu Yanshuang was baffled. “Why? Why are you taking your clothes off again? I meant a serious massage!!”

Sein nodded. “Yes. I’ll give you a full-body essential oil spa. Very serious.”

“I want a normal one! Clothed! No oils! Right here on the sofa!” Yu Yanshuang refused immediately. He knew exactly where Sein’s “essential oils” would end up.

He quickly sat upright on the sofa, trying to maintain his threat. “Sein, don’t forget, I have that embarrassing video of you. Do as I say!”

Sein looked quite regretful as he walked to the sofa and easily pushed Yu Yanshuang down until he was lying flat. Yu Yanshuang was still puzzled and hadn’t reacted before Sein began massaging his glutes and thighs.

“Hey!! Sein!! Aren’t you afraid at all?”

Sein coaxed in a low voice, “I’m afraid, very afraid. Trust me, I’m very good at massaging.”

…

The two of them visited most of the attractions in Las Vegas. By the time they boarded the plane back to Chicago, Yu Yanshuang could barely pick out nine photos for a social media grid. They had taken far too many!

Yu Yanshuang sorted through them and finally chose the one where he looked best (taken by Garcia), the most extravagant casino Sein had taken him to, and a picture from the Sphere movie.

He had no idea how to edit or compose photos, and Sein didn’t know how to take them either. They had no photos together. Even though none of the nine photos featured Sein, as soon as he posted them, he switched to a secondary account to screenshot his own friend circle to show off in a Discord group chat—only to find that someone had already screenshotted and posted it.

What’s Wrong With Being a Shipper: Girls, ahhh! YYS and S went to Las Vegas together! My god, I bet they did it so much, hahaha!!

Yu Yanshuang: “???”

How could they tell Sein was there? Looking at the posted screenshot of his friend circle, Yu Yanshuang even saw the nickname the person had given him: The most handsome ‘Uke’ from Second Middle School!

In a split second, Yu Yanshuang guessed—could it be Jiang Xuexu? In his friend circle, she was the only one who knew Sein, knew about his high school, and even possessed that acrylic stand of him and Sein naked!

He instinctively clicked into a chat with this person to expose her, only to find they had chatted privately before. It was from the first time Yu Yanshuang sold photos of Sein. The other party had asked: Excuse me, do you have any photos of Yu Yanshuang and Sein together?

Yu Yanshuang: “……” What kind of photos?

Recalling her dropped acrylic stand, Yu Yanshuang couldn’t help but suspect—did she buy those photos just to make even more acrylic stands?

Anyway, using his “Blonde Beauty” persona (since he hadn’t replied back then because he was busy making money), he now asked: [What do you want these photos for?]

[You actually replied! Does that mean you have photos?]

[I do, but I’m curious. How did you know Yu was out with Sein?]

[The private jet! That’s the exclusive logo of the Bath family.]

Yu Yanshuang looked back at his photos in frustration. One of the photos Garcia took showed him getting off the plane. It looked very high-class and wealthy.

The other person was still asking expectantly what kind of photos they were and how much they cost, saying she’d pay more for “intimate” ones.

Yu Yanshuang browsed Jiang Xuexu’s personal space—it was filled with updates on which chapter the “Sein x Yu Yanshuang” fanfic had reached.

What is this?

He debated whether to trade a photo to read one of these fanfics. After thinking for a long time, he finally decided: he wouldn’t sell a single one! He couldn’t let there be any more of those acrylic stands!

When he switched back to the Discord group chat, he found the “Shipper” had retracted her last two messages.

What’s Wrong With Loving a CP: Sorry, sorry, I posted in the wrong group.

Someone immediately replied: [What? Sein and Yu Yanshuang haven’t been in class for two days because they went out together? Are they that close?]

[How does that Chinese guy even know Sein?]

[Heh, I know. Yu seduced his own brother years ago. I bet he’s seducing Sein the same way.]

[Kick those two above. One is making Sein and Yu do it, and the other says Sein is being seduced. Sein hates gay people—all his fans know that. How did these people even pass the group screening?]

[To those slandering Sein: do you even respect me? I’ll say it right here—even if Yu is seducing Sein, it’s just because Sein hasn’t realized his intentions yet. Once he does, he’ll kick Yu out immediately.]

Soon the conversation went completely off the rails as everyone started arguing. Some people were indeed starting to doubt the relationship between Sein and Yu Yanshuang, mainly because Sein had never been this close to any other guy.

Why does no one think they’re just good friends?

Yu Yanshuang was puzzled. This Discord chat wasn’t giving him any positive feedback unless he sold info or photos of Sein. Only the group chat for Chinese international students would have that, so he switched to another secondary account to post the screenshot of his friend circle—only to find someone else had beaten him to it again!!

And it was completely different from the “envy and jealousy” he had expected.

[Stolen from Sein’s fan group. Yu really seduces people wherever he goes. Even Sein has been seduced by him.]

[Someone tell Sein that Yu Yanshuang is a vulgar gay man who seduced his own brother.]

[I can’t even get a word in with Sein. Before I could even get close, his teammates drove me away.]

[He’s really living the high life now. How lucky can you get, hooking up with Sein, wearing designer brands, and flying private? Does he think he’s actually noble now?]

[Being good-looking really is useful. He can seduce someone like Sein just by doing whatever. It’s so annoying—a pauper kicked out by the Yu family is living so well, becoming a popular figure just like back in high school. It’s infuriating. We’re clearly way richer and more powerful than him.]

[Why don’t we post about Yu Yanshuang’s past in China on Facebook?]

[Useless. I tried, but it got reported. I bet Yu Yanshuang is secretly watching me, probably terrified his past will be exposed.]

Yu Yanshuang had no idea about any of this. Seeing these messages, a cold sweat broke out on his back. He had never paid attention to this group—after all, he wasn’t a masochist who wanted to see people insulting him.

They actually did all that?

Yu Yanshuang didn’t even use Facebook; forget reporting, he probably didn’t even know how to use it.

Sein, busy catching up on work and university papers, hadn’t been paying attention to Yu Yanshuang. When he finally looked over, he saw Yu Yanshuang was pale and clutching his phone tightly.

“What’s wrong?” Sein asked, puzzled. He suddenly thought: Yu wants to date me. Maybe he’s sad because I was busy and ignored him?

He patted his thigh. “Sit here.”

Yu Yanshuang was in no mood to deal with Sein. His mind was a mess. He didn’t want to be pointed at and mocked again like he was back home. If I’d known, I wouldn’t have posted to my friend circle, he thought with regret.

Suddenly, the words Chu Siqing had said came back to him. His rapid breathing slowed down. Sein had already put down his laptop and stood up to pull Yu Yanshuang into his arms. “Yu, do you want another massage?”

Yu Yanshuang slowly looked at Sein. Fortunately, he had filmed that video of Sein sucking up to him yesterday.

“Sein, I’ve thought of a way to punish you.”

Sein raised an eyebrow, looking expectant. “What?”

Yu Yanshuang said, “I want you to admit to everyone that you’ve been turned gay by me. That you like me and you’re pursuing me—but I don’t like you. I’m a straight guy, and I’m going to marry a girl!”

Sein’s face went cold. He said icily, “Do you have any idea what that would mean?”

It means you’d lose a lot of face, Yu Yanshuang thought. He quickly understood Sein’s meaning and tried to argue: “It’s still better than that video of you begging to serve me, isn’t it? Besides, the contract only says not to expose the relationship. My request won’t reveal what our relationship actually is—it might even hide it! I ‘rejected’ you, didn’t I? Who would know I rejected you but still slept with you!”

He said a lot in one breath; this was the best solution. He had even rejected Sein—so what about Yu Chenzhou? Sein was taller, more handsome, and richer than Yu Chenzhou! All the rumors would be dispelled, and he would… have a lot of face.

Only Sein would lose face. He had already been slept with by Sein, and Sein wanted to date him anyway—even if Sein’s idea of dating was Yu Yanshuang sucking up to him.

“Yu, you’re asking for too much,” Sein replied coldly, even making a move to set Yu Yanshuang down and stop holding him.

Yu Yanshuang panicked slightly and tried to wrap his arms around Sein’s neck. He felt he had to promise something more: “Don’t you want to date me? If you admit to it, then I’ll date you properly. I’ll even suck up to you more than I did before!”