The Seductive Beauty Sinks Into the Shura Field [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 13

Qu Jing’s interference did not affect the relationship between Chi Wenqiu and Qu Sinian. At the very least, it did not cause the favorability score to drop again. Looking at Qu Sinian’s pleasant mood, it was clear that he had been successfully coaxed.

It was unclear how Qu Jing had found out that his things were thrown away by Qu Sinian, but he immediately started a row with him, and they nearly came to blows. Chi Wenqiu was not present at the time. He was busy handling an important auction for the Qu Corporation. By the time he returned in the evening, he found a dark bruise on Qu Sinian’s handsome face.

The older man was not angry. He smiled and asked for a kiss on the corner of his mouth as consolation.

“You do not need to lower yourself to your child’s level. He is only nineteen.”

“Ha, nineteen. When I was two years younger than him, I was already out making my own way in the world. Without me, would he have the good life he has today?” Qu Sinian let out a cold laugh, hissing as the movement pulled at the wound on his mouth. He took Chi Wenqiu’s hand and said, “Wife, help me take a look. Is my face ruined?”

This smooth-talking side of Qu Sinian was a rare sight. Taking advantage of his good mood to increase favorability, Chi Wenqiu had no choice but to carefully apply medicine for him. However, Qu Sinian’s mind was not on the wound. He flirted openly in a public area, making no effort to restrain his movements.

“That boy really does not hold back when hitting his old man. I must find an opportunity to make him suffer for this!”

A young man in black clothes came down from the second floor and shot a cold glance at him. When he saw Chi Wenqiu, the indifference on his face visibly melted. He strode over with his long legs and arrived before him in an instant, flashing a handsome smile. “Accompany me for a drive tomorrow!”

“I…” Chi Wenqiu cast a hesitant glance at Qu Sinian. The older man was smiling sinisterly at the son he had raised for nineteen years. That malicious expression made it hard to believe they were father and son, despite being relatives without a blood connection.

“It just so happens I have nothing to do tomorrow either. Let us all go together. A family of three should be complete and united.”

“Can you have some shame? I only invited Wenqiu.”

“How can you call your mother by his name? Good son, call him Mom.”

The young man’s face twitched for a moment before he suddenly revealed a brilliant smile. He bared his white teeth and called out sweetly to Chi Wenqiu, “Mom!”

A trace of bewilderment and discomfort appeared in Chi Wenqiu’s eyes. He did not know how to react, but it was certainly not the time to respond. He pressed his lips tightly together and only spoke after a long pause. “Where do you want to go? I need to arrange the itinerary.”

Hearing his agreement, Qu Jing raised an eyebrow at his father as if he had claimed a victory. He then took out his phone to show Chi Wenqiu. “A new Japanese restaurant opened at Fadaniel Plaza. I want to try it. Can you handle raw food?”

“I am fine with anything.”

“I also want to go to the beach to watch the sunset. You know I just returned to the country and do not have many good friends, so I have not found anyone to go with me.” Qu Jing looked at Chi Wenqiu expectantly like a puppy. His use of honorifics carried a touch of sarcasm.

“I can accompany you,” Chi Wenqiu replied.

“Host, Host! Favorability dropped by two points!”

Two points were not many, but they could not be dropped carelessly. Chi Wenqiu’s emotions shifted slightly. Qu Sinian, who knew him best, said, “It is fine. Go if you want to. Tomorrow will be a day off for you. I will handle the company; it will not collapse.”

He seemed generous, but the hand pressing against Chi Wenqiu’s slender waist had tightened, making these words seem hypocritical and false. Chi Wenqiu remained silent, his lowered eyelashes casting a large shadow over his face.

Qu Jing did not notice their small movements and thought he had won the round. “That is fine then. You do not need to dress up too much. Just wear something casual, same as usual. You look good no matter what you wear, Wen… Little Mom.”

Chi Wenqiu nodded. He felt as though the older man’s gaze behind him was nearly piercing through the back of his head. The favorability did not drop further, likely because the man was not being overly petty.

Qu Jing went upstairs happily to plan the date. Chi Wenqiu hurried to comfort the quietly jealous older man. “The Young Master is still young. He does things based on the novelty of the moment and will soon lose interest. He will realize that I am a dull and rigid person… mmm!”

The man suddenly pressed against him and kissed him, unreasonably engaging in a deep kiss that lasted for three minutes. Chi Wenqiu’s lips were ground until they were swollen. Whenever they engaged in intimacy, he was always the passive party, bullied like a flower battered by rain, trembling and fragile.

Qu Sinian always wanted to bully him more, yet he could not bear to see him suffer too much. “Do not speak of yourself that way. Wenqiu is the most interesting person in this world. I like you very much. From your body to your soul, I love you so much I am going crazy.”

Chi Wenqiu suddenly looked up at him. This time, Qu Sinian was no longer enigmatic. He made no effort to hide the desire and emotion in his eyes. It was like a prairie fire, burning Chi Wenqiu until nothing was left of his bones.

Unable to respond directly, Chi Wenqiu shifted his gaze guiltily. The man immediately bit his lip again.

Qu Jing arrived at the meeting place early and waited. He could not help but wonder how Chi Wenqiu would dress. It would be great if he could take off those drab suits. Although he looked good in them, with a hint of asceticism, being with him always gave the illusion of being suppressed by an elder.

He disliked that feeling. Chi Wenqiu was only twenty-six years old. He was not old at all. The real generation gap was with that old thing Qu Sinian, who was nearly forty!

While Qu Jing agonized over his thoughts, his mouth did not stop. He ordered many things and unknowingly finished them all. Time passed quickly.

Chi Wenqiu was an hour late.

Two hours.

The sun set in the west, and the shop was about to close.

Qu Jing sat motionless in his chair like a stone statue that could not think. During this time, he tried calling and texting Chi Wenqiu, but he received no response.

If he did not want to come, why did he agree? No, Chi Wenqiu was not that kind of person. He must have been coerced by Qu Sinian. He was surely trying to find a way to escape!

“Excuse me, the person you are waiting for still has not arrived, correct?”

A man in a black trench coat approached. He smiled and elegantly pulled out a chair, sitting down despite Qu Jing’s hostile gaze. “Do not be so defensive. I am here to give you a kind reminder. Are you not curious why you feel so familiar and close to Chi Wenqiu?”

The reason Chi Wenqiu could not make the appointment was that Qu Sinian had held him by the waist for a day of intense activity. When he tried to get up in the morning, he was dragged back. With such repetition, even a machine would fall apart.

Qu Sinian was determined to go against his son and had decided to tear off the mask of civility. This caused the usually dutiful Chi Wenqiu to become an unpunctual villain, wasting Qu Jing’s feelings for nothing. However, this was not important. At least the lost favorability was partially recovered, and the older man had served him well.

The beauty’s long hair was scattered over a white pillow. His pale shoulders were covered in dense finger marks and bite wounds, like a chaotic and seductive red tattoo. The contrast was startling.

He had already fallen into a peaceful sleep. Qu Sinian, sitting by his side, stretched his arms and repeatedly hung up on the unreturned calls on the phone.

Unable to endure it, Qu Jing bombarded him with texts: “Wenqiu, we agreed on nine in the morning. It is nearly noon. Come quickly once you are finished!”

“…”

“Is that old thing Qu Sinian keeping you locked up! I knew he would not be genuinely kind!”

Old thing? Did that sound like something a son should say to his father?

Qu Sinian, who originally had no violent tendencies, felt like taking out a leather belt to discipline his unfilial son. When Qu Jing was younger and accidentally caused trouble that cost millions, Qu Sinian did not even blink when paying the compensation. Afterward, he only comforted him and said it was fine. Now, just seeing the words “old thing” made his hands itch.

Chi Wenqiu had no rest last night and slept straight through until the evening. When he woke up and realized how much time had passed, he tried to get up immediately. However, he was still in a state of aching soreness and fell back down as soon as he rose.

“Do not push yourself. Just rest for a bit.” Qu Sinian walked in carrying dinner. His black shirt was form-fitting, highlighting his excellent physique. His silver-rimmed glasses added a scholarly sense of a beast in a suit. The scholarly air was merely a disguise; in bed, he was as wild as a tiger. Chi Wenqiu tried to take the items from his hands, but the man moved back, signaling that he would feed him.

“Host!” As Chi Wenqiu woke up, the system Little Eight also turned on. It wailed and cried, “You have so many injuries. I want to heal you! Please let me help you once! You cannot bear it all on your own!”

To avoid raising Qu Sinian’s suspicions, Chi Wenqiu never borrowed the system’s power. This was a maximum-difficulty instance, and he had almost no innate advantages; he could only rely on himself.

With a hazy and affectionate expression, Chi Wenqiu ate the food bite by bite. During the breaks, Qu Sinian found him increasingly adorable and could not help but lift his chin to kiss him. Chi Wenqiu closed his mouth in slight displeasure, his glistening lips being licked repeatedly by the man. Seeing that the man intended to continue last night’s excitement, Chi Wenqiu quickly pushed him away.

“What, you do not want to? Your body says otherwise.”

Chi Wenqiu’s eyes, filled with the mist of autumn water, looked at him with a reproachful glare. “Stop it. If we do it again, I will stop breathing.”

Qu Sinian’s smile was full of interest, as if to say it would be fine even if he were a corpse.

The system indicated that favorability had risen to eighty. The night’s work had not been in vain. Chi Wenqiu suppressed the urge to curl his lips into a smile and acted worried. “I do not know how to explain this to the Young Master. He will surely blame me.”

“It is fine. If he is angry, he will be angry at me first. He cannot bear to lose his temper with you.” Qu Sinian was telling the truth. He was very good at reading people’s temperaments. Regarding the arrogant son he had lived with for nineteen years, he naturally knew his limits.

Only Chi Wenqiu was like someone shrouded in mist, impossible to see clearly and dissolving as soon as one tried to grab him. All he could do now was try his best to keep him, even if it meant giving up everything.

Chi Wenqiu truly lacked energy. After eating a little, he wanted to sleep again. He faintly heard the sound of a phone call.

A familiar voice changed in quality through the receiver, a bitter and low voice pleading, “Chi Wenqiu, I miss you so much. Can you come and pick me up… Hiccup, this wine tastes terrible, my head is spinning. Wenqiu, Qiuqiu, why are you not speaking? Are you listening? I… I said I miss you, I want to see you!”

As if he had seen enough of the spectacle, another mature male voice rang out with a laugh. “How can you think about another man’s wife? Even if it were someone else’s, it might be fine, but this is your father’s person. Should I say our tastes as father and son are quite similar?”

The other party was instantly enraged. “Qu Sinian, you bastard! Chi Wenqiu does not like you at all! Do not think I do not know you restricted his freedom and forced him!”

“Ha, why do you not believe he is here willingly?”

“Willingly? Does he look like he is here willingly? I know, I know everything now. There must be some blackmail you are holding over him, which is why he has nowhere to go. You are a bad person, a bastard who destroyed his freedom! Do you dare to say you would let him leave? You do not dare, do you? Do you think I do not know your intentions?”

Qu Sinian had nothing to say. He pressed his lips tight with a dark expression.

Qu Jing spoke again with a thick tongue, “Stop deceiving yourself, Qu Sinian. He does not like you at all. No, he has no feelings for you whatsoever. Hahaha, you are so pitiful. Pitiful like an old dog that fell into a sewer! What competitive advantage do you have over me? I am your next successor, and I am more energetic and younger. I can take better care of Chi Wenqiu. At least I would not force him to do things he does not like! He was not this cold before. What on earth did you force him to do!”

His son had recognized Chi Wenqiu.

Qu Sinian abruptly hung up the phone and threw it out the window.

Lost in thought, he habitually bit his fingertip with such force that it bled, yet he remained unaware.

He had indeed been planning for Chi Wenqiu for a long time. At the beginning, he had secretly sponsored Chi Wenqiu’s studies without asking for anything in return. He would not have had improper thoughts about an underage youth. However, when he saw the mature and calm version of him again three years ago, he could not look away. But he never thought about intervening in the world of a young man nearly ten years younger than him. It was Chi Wenqiu who had provoked him first.

Once the relationship began, the seeds of karma were sown. He was prepared to be haunted or to lose both the person and his wealth. Yet over the past three years, Chi Wenqiu still asked for nothing in return.

Without a motive, it was impossible for him to stay by Qu Sinian’s side without desire, even if Qu Sinian were handsome and wealthy. Even when Qu Sinian wanted to take their relationship further, Chi Wenqiu maintained his original intention of gratitude and refused to cross the line.

A relationship that was more than friends but less than lovers made the usually calm and composed older man feel a sense of insecurity. He could not stop doubting his personal charm.

In terms of talent and status, he was top-tier. The only flaw was that the age gap between him and Chi Wenqiu was a bit large. Given his personality, Qu Jing was indeed a more suitable partner.

Tch. That brat hasn’t even grown in yet. What could he understand?

Qu Sinian shook his head, recalling when Qu Jing was eleven or twelve and met Chi Wenqiu, who had just become his tutor. In less than a day, their relationship became very close. By the time Qu Sinian realized it, he knew his son lacked not only family affection but also the support of a friend.

Watching the rebellious youth become motivated gave Qu Sinian an unspeakable sense of relief. But a few days later, the youthful Chi Wenqiu resigned. Even with a salary increase, he could not be persuaded to stay.

Unable to see through the young man’s thoughts, Qu Sinian stopped guessing. Five or six years passed, and Chi Wenqiu transformed into a man who knew when to advance and retreat, leaving a deeper impression on him.

Later, Chi Wenqiu recognized Qu Sinian as the anonymous kind person who had sponsored him. But this kind person still pinned him to the headboard, using his lips and tongue to measure every inch of his body.

Qu Sinian had thought he was noble enough to ask for no return. Turning around, he found that his desire for Chi Wenqiu was buried too deep. Once it erupted, it caught him off guard.

He would not give Chi Wenqiu to anyone, including his son.