The Gloomy Overseas Student Rewards His Hubby With Some Thirst Traps - Chapter 53

Chapter 53

Two absolute maniacs.

Yu Yanshuang stood in Sain’s dorm room with an expressionless face, looking down from his vantage point at the two men fighting below. For a moment, he hoped Yu Chenzhou would show some backbone and fight back more; the next, he hoped Sain would just beat Yu Chenzhou to a pulp.

In the end, he settled on wanting Sain to give Yu Chenzhou a thorough thrashing.

Fortunately, Sain had driven away the crowd before they started spewing their unfiltered, scandalous claims, otherwise Yu Yanshuang would have had to go down there and join the fray just to shut them up.

Sain landed a punch that sent Yu Chenzhou staggering back several steps, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Well, better luck next time, Yu Yanshuang thought, rubbing his nose.

The moment the two had started swinging, he had grabbed his bags of groceries and bolted back to the dorm. He had originally intended to watch the drama from his own room, but remembering that his windows weren’t bulletproof, he sacrificed the chance to watch the show with Garcia and ran to Sain’s dorm instead.

As expected. Yu Yanshuang knew that as his “fated turning point” approached, something unexpected was bound to happen.

Curse that Yu Chenzhou—why did he have to show up now! If Yu Yanshuang had stayed down there a moment longer to watch, he might have been caught in the crossfire.

…

Below, Sain was wiping blood from his knuckles.

He flicked his gaze upward to glance at Yu Chenzhou. “He is mine now. I destroyed that pathetic cup of yours, and I’ve replaced every single part of that car with brand new ones.”

Tossing the blood-stained handkerchief onto Yu Chenzhou, Sain looked down at him coldly. “As for Yu Yanshuang, I will be the one to raise him properly from now on.”

Yu Chenzhou lay on the ground, gasping for air. Compared to a seasoned fighter like Sain, Yu Chenzhou had always played the part of the gentle, refined scholar. He was no match in a physical brawl. He looked quite miserable—his mouth tasted of iron, and every breath brought a sharp pain to his chest. He suspected a broken rib.

Since they were two grown men, the brawl had been visceral. Sain didn’t escape unscathed; he had a few marks on his face and had taken a few underhanded punches to the gut.

Yu Chenzhou let out a cold laugh. “Sain, we’re two of a kind. Yu Yanshuang doesn’t love you either, does he? If I promise him I won’t touch him anymore, he’ll definitely be willing to come home with me.”

“He already has a home here.”

Sain responded firmly. He had already given Yu Yanshuang the best of his world—his grandmother—and the boy liked her too much to ever want to leave.

He glanced at his new assistant. “Get rid of him.”

Sain’s previous assistant had been given a holiday after working tirelessly for days. The new assistant stepped forward hurriedly. “How should I handle it?”

“…” Sain looked at him with a deadpan expression.

The new assistant immediately shut up, saying he understood. He turned around to message the previous assistant and got a reply: Just call Ehrlich at the visa office.

…

The fight was over.

Yu Yanshuang saw Sain toss the handkerchief and stride toward the dorm with an aggressive, overwhelming aura. Before Sain even reached the room, Yu’s legs felt a bit weak. They hadn’t seen each other for nearly ten days.

Before he heard Sain’s footsteps, Yu Yanshuang received a long text from Yu Chenzhou. His eyes landed on the final sentence: Shuangshuang, come home with me.

Yu Yanshuang kept a stiff face, deleted the message, and blocked the number.

…

When Sain pushed the door open, Yu Yanshuang was still leaning against the window, looking preoccupied.

“Scared?”

Yu Yanshuang looked up. Sain had some bruising on his face and blood on his shirt, but it only made him look more wild and untamed. Perhaps it was whatever he’d been through lately, but Sain’s presence felt even more exposed and powerful than before.

Yu Yanshuang asked in confusion, “Why are you here?” Seeing the blood on the white shirt, he forced a smile. “You’re a pretty good fighter. Don’t do it again.”

Sain shed his jacket and unbuttoned his shirt. By the time he reached Yu Yanshuang, his lean, broad-shouldered frame was bare. He gave a low chuckle. “I won’t hit you.”

But he’ll definitely sleep with me, Yu thought. Seeing Sain undress so smoothly, and with his mind still on the “plot-kill” he was trying to avoid, Yu Yanshuang blurted out, “No doing it!”

Since Sain was shirtless and there was nowhere else to put his hands, Yu Yanshuang pressed his palms against Sain’s abs to keep him at bay.

Sain’s gaze was full of tenderness. He pressed his clean skin against the boy, pulling him into an embrace. “My clothes were just dirty. Why didn’t you go to Grandmother’s for Christmas?”

What was he waiting for? Was he really waiting for that pathetic little man, Yu Chenzhou? Sain thought mockingly. Washing someone’s underwear is nothing to be proud of. He stared down at Yu Chenzhou, who still refused to leave the grounds below.

Sain’s familiar, scorching body heat and scent enveloped him. Yu Yanshuang couldn’t push him away, so he simply left his hands on Sain’s abs to warm his fingertips, which were frozen from carrying groceries.

Actually, he had heard a lot of rumors about Sain at school lately. This was new. Previously, after Ike found out about Sain’s private life, Sain had suppressed him so hard he didn’t dare speak. Now, Ike was shouting from the rooftops, and others who disliked Sain were starting to crawl out of the woodwork.

However, Sain didn’t seem to care about the rumors at all. In fact, he looked like a victor—arrogant and bold.

“Are you about to take over the Bath family?” Yu Yanshuang asked directly.

He didn’t really understand the fluctuations in the family stocks or why some Bath companies were going bankrupt while similar ones under Sain’s name were popping up. But from what people were saying, it sounded like Sain was winning.

Sain looked at him fixedly, his voice turning cold. “Why? Afraid that if I take over the family, you’ll never be able to run away?”

Yu Yanshuang turned his head, his mid-length hair veiling his eyes. Sain’s composure always surprised him; as long as Yu didn’t mention leaving, Sain could act as if their intense history never happened. But lately, Yu Yanshuang found himself thinking about it more and more—so much so that he was starting to forget why he had been so angry in the first place.

But he was incredibly relieved that Yu Chenzhou had appeared after he met Grandmother. He wasn’t a homeless, rootless person anymore. He wasn’t a pathetic creature that anyone could just manipulate.

Seeing Yu’s long silence, Sain’s expression darkened. “Do you want to go back to China with your brother?”

Yu Yanshuang lifted his chin, speaking with newfound confidence. “Of course not. You can see our relationship is terrible. It’s true—I was abandoned and dumped in a foreign country.”

“But Sain! I can make my own money now! And Grandmother is on my side! Don’t think you can just control and bully me anymore!”

Sain picked him up and sat him on the raised window ledge so he wouldn’t have to look down at him. He stroked Yu’s cheek. “You can make your own money now?”

“Of course! My account can take ads. Don’t think you can be like Yu Chenzhou and threaten me by stopping my education!” Yu Yanshuang puffed out his chest, emphasizing his point.

Pure bluster, Sain thought.

Before Sain could speak, Yu Yanshuang continued to pour his heart out like a spilled bag of beans. It seemed that during their ten days apart, he had spent all his time figuring out how to not be the submissive one, how to get the upper hand, and how to build his own foundation.

“Sain, even if you want me to pay that 2 billion for exposing our relationship, I can afford it!” As he spoke, his eyes suddenly reddened, and he said with a tremble, “At worst… at worst, I’d rather die…”

The rest of the sentence was cut off as Sain kissed him forcefully, refusing to let him finish the thought.

Sain’s heart was full of pity, but he also thought Yu Yanshuang was incredibly stupid. Grandmother had taught Yu Yanshuang to use a “big stick” to hook him—to make Sain realize how happy he could be if he won Yu’s affection, and then use the most decisive words to break things off if Sain tried to bully him. But when Yu Yanshuang tried to implement it, he just ended up throwing all his cards on the table in a messy heap.

Sain’s kiss was gentle. He didn’t linger too long, just tangling his tongue with Yu’s for a moment before pulling back.

“Don’t say such depressing things,” Sain said sternly.

Even though he knew Yu Yanshuang was saying it on purpose and would never actually do it, it was the one thing Sain absolutely did not want to hear. They weren’t at that point. The situation between Grandmother and Old Bath was different.

Grandmother hadn’t realized that Yu Yanshuang was actually very afraid of death. For her, freedom had been more important; she would have rather died than be with Old Bath. That “rather die” sentiment had kept them apart for years. But Sain knew Yu Yanshuang; he wasn’t like her.

Grandmother had warned him: if things continued this way, they would end up exactly like her and Old Bath—hurting each other with the most painful words, separating for years, and potentially never reconciling.

Yu Yanshuang’s heart was racing as he spoke. He hadn’t wanted to see Sain before Christmas, let alone threaten him like this. He was so afraid of “flagging” his own death in this foreign land. He wanted to live well—he wanted the Yu family, the rumor-mongers, and those who looked down on him to regret it.

His lashes fluttered as tears threatened to fall. Seeing Sain’s visibly displeased face, he felt a secret relief. Thank goodness I was interrupted before I finished. Sain really seems threatened.

What Grandmother said actually worked! Why was Sain so afraid of him dying?

Sain must never find out that I’m also terrified of dying…

“Yu, have I been very bad to you?” Sain lowered his long lashes, his grey eyes focused intently on him.

“You’re just realizing that?” Yu Yanshuang accused him immediately. “Not good at all! You know exactly what you’ve done!”

Sain looked at him, sounding almost relieved. “Then you’re truly kind, letting me off the hook like this and only thinking about leaving.”

Yu Yanshuang blinked, confused by Sain’s words, his tears receding.

“You can’t take away the money I care about most, or the power I care about most. You can only leave with your tail between your legs,” Sain said with mock regret, a hint of a smile on his lips.

He looked even more arrogant now! That hypocritical look was exactly like he was gloating about how useless Yu Yanshuang was.

Yu Yanshuang clenched his fists. All his grievances and fears were pushed to the back of his mind. That long-lost desire to thoroughly bully Sain resurfaced. He felt so useless—he had been looking for Sain’s weaknesses in the wrong places. Sain didn’t care about his reputation at all.

Wait…

Yu Yanshuang suddenly became suspicious. “You’re saying that on purpose, aren’t you? Why would you tell me your weaknesses?”

Sain looked surprised. “It seems my Yu isn’t so easy to fool anymore.”

Yu Yanshuang scrutinized Sain’s expression. The upturned lips, the relaxed demeanor… it was too effortless.

He’s faking it! He realized I found a way to threaten him, and he’s afraid I’ll threaten the things he cares about, so he’s using reverse psychology!

Yu Yanshuang was convinced. “I’m not leaving! I promised Grandmother we’d spend Lunar New Year together, and I’m going to visit her on weekends. I’m going to run the account with Garcia, and I’m going to get my degree!”

“But you’ll let me off the hook, right?”

“Of course not!” Yu Yanshuang denied it instantly. But… how could he take away Sain’s money and power? He felt lost for a second. Should he just tell Sain to transfer it to him or he’d kill himself?

What if Sain didn’t fall for it… hanging himself because he didn’t get money was too embarrassing. He wasn’t a kid who didn’t get candy.

Sain’s grey eyes were filled with mirth. He’d have to teach the boy how to bully people himself; Yu would just have to grow up slowly by his side.

“It seems you and Garcia are doing well with the account. I should probably register your brand before someone else does. That way, I can charge you a high brand fee,” Sain said pensively. “It’ll also keep you from having too much money to oppose me.”

Yu Yanshuang grabbed Sain’s sleeve. “You can’t! Sain, I command you to design the brand for us and help us register it!”

Sain had reminded him—they were just starting, and Garcia’s clothes didn’t have a logo yet; he was just making them for Yu Yanshuang. He wanted to do what Grandmother said: have his own career and goals so he could have the confidence not to be manipulated.

“Otherwise, I’ll go…”

Sain pinched Yu’s chin, silencing him again. This time it was fiercer, a punitive nip at the tip of Yu’s tongue.

“Don’t say it. It’s just a small matter. I’ll do it for you.”

This time, Sain’s expression was terrifyingly cold. Yu Yanshuang’s eyes widened. He hadn’t expected that phrase to be this effective… but why did it keep resulting in him getting kissed?

“If you don’t want me to say it, you have to listen to me!” Yu Yanshuang looked away.

Sain pressed the boy against his chest and replied, “Fine. Then you must keep taking your revenge on me until your anger is gone.”