The Vile Succubus Top is Always Playing Around - Chapter 2

Moonlight streamed through the window frames and into the room. The space was so quiet that only the sound of heavy breathing remained.

Yu Yanzhuo sat slantwise on the edge of the bed with his legs crossed, his clothes perfectly neat. He lifted his gaze to look at Shi Jingyan, who was lying beside him.

Shi Jingyan’s arm covered his eyes, and his bathrobe had been completely pulled open. His chest was still rising and falling slightly; his lips were pressed firmly together, and his ears were burning hot, a flush creeping from the side of his face all the way down to his neck. He seemed to be in a state of great shock.

Is his endurance really this poor?

Yu Yanzhuo stared at him. He had originally intended to go all the way just now, but he suddenly changed his mind halfway through. He liked this human’s body very much. If he did everything the first time, it would actually lessen the interest. Yu Yanzhuo was the type who saved his favorite food for the very last bite.

With that thought, he altered his plan, merely replenishing some essence in a normal fashion. It had to be said that the taste of a virgin was indeed very rich.

Yu Yanzhuo glanced at the time. Since it was about finished, it was time for him to leave. He stood up and took two steps toward the window, then suddenly remembered something. He turned back to the other side, leaning down to pick up the phone Shi Jingyan had dropped on the floor.

The screen was dark. Yu Yanzhuo walked to Shi Jingyan’s side and unceremoniously grabbed his right wrist, pressing the man’s right index finger against the fingerprint scanner. The phone unlocked.

Watching his movements, Shi Jingyan spoke in a very hoarse, resistant voice, “What are you doing?”

Yu Yanzhuo opened WeChat, typed in his own ID, and clicked “Add Friend.” Then, he pulled out his own phone and accepted the request. Only after doing this did he toss Shi Jingyan’s phone back onto the bed, waving his own device at him with a beaming smile.

“I’ll be contacting you later.”

Having finished his business, he turned decisively toward the window and vaulted out lightly, supporting himself on the windowsill.

Shi Jingyan watched the window in silence. Even though he had known beforehand, seeing a living person vanish through a window was still a startling sight. He propped himself up and glanced downward. Quickly, he yanked his bathrobe over to cover the lower half of his body, as if trying to hide something.

He pursed his lips, scenes from moments ago involuntarily flashing through his mind. Those bewitching eyes had lifted slightly with a hint of a smile to look at him, and at the same time, that mouth.

Shi Jingyan pressed his fingers to his brow, refusing to think any further. Simultaneously, the hand gripping the bathrobe seemed to touch something. It was a slightly sticky, cool sensation.

Shi Jingyan froze. He looked down at the patch of skin on his lower abdomen where his fingers had touched. Once he realized what it was, his ears turned a sudden, deep red. He immediately reached for the bedside table, pulled out two tissues, and wiped the skin with near-desperate urgency.

That man.

His usually expressionless face now bore a look of slight anger mixed with an indescribable sense of shame. Even though he quickly rubbed it away with the tissue, the skin on his lower abdomen still felt strange. The rough friction of the paper mixed with a lingering heat that seemed to be rising.

Shi Jingyan stood up, threw on his bathrobe, and tossed the tissues into the trash. Without looking back, he strode toward the bathroom and slammed the door shut. Soon, the sound of running water followed. Silence returned to the bedroom once more.

Morning

People emerging from the subway entrance were in a hurry, carrying their bags as they headed toward the interiors of the surrounding skyscrapers. This was the core CBD area. Several glass-walled steel towers stood grimly tall, each housing countless companies and enterprises, the place where countless office workers spent their days.

Shi Jingyan’s company, “Bensu,” was located in one of these office buildings, occupying several floors. Its main business was the beauty and cosmetics industry. Founded by Shi Jingyan two years ago, the company had secured a significant position among domestic beauty brands in a short time. While it could not yet rival the top-tier famous brands, it was unique in its stable user base and high quality.

As he walked into the office, employees greeted him along the way with a touch of awe. Shi Jingyan merely nodded in response without speaking, walking straight to his private office. Stepping inside, the first thing to catch his eye was the massive floor-to-ceiling window, and standing some distance away, the true skyscrapers of the CBD core rose into the sky.

The buildings were towering and massive, the true landmarks of the CBD, grand and magnificent, with a giant logo etched into the top floor: “Huanya Century Center.”

It was a diversified giant spanning high-end retail, commercial real estate, hotels, and media, an undisputed top-tier conglomerate. The slightly shorter office buildings around it seemed to surround it in worship. That short distance was a chasm that could never be crossed.

Shi Jingyan withdrew his gaze. A knock came at the door. The marketing manager entered with dark circles under his eyes, respectfully handing a proposal to Shi Jingyan. He had clearly put a lot of effort into it this time. Shi Jingyan nodded and looked at him, his voice flat.

“Good work.”

The marketing manager finally sighed in relief. After bidding Shi Jingyan goodbye, he could not wait to head out.

Shi Jingyan sat in his office chair and turned on his computer. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted his phone on the desk and suddenly remembered something. He paused, picked up the phone, and opened WeChat. He saw a notification at the very top of his message list. It was the notification that the man from last night had accepted his friend request.

The other party used a selfie as a profile picture, a side profile shot with perfect lighting and angles, making that already stunning face look even more soul-stirringly beautiful. Shi Jingyan stared at the small profile picture for a moment. He lifted his finger toward the top right corner, then moved down to “Delete Friend.”

Just an instant before he pressed it, a message popped up.

“Going to delete me?”

Shi Jingyan’s finger trembled slightly. By pure coincidence, he hit the “Confirm” button. The screen jumped back to the chat interface, but the conversation box for that person was gone.

Shi Jingyan remained silent for a while. How did that person know? And it happened exactly one second before he pressed the button. Shi Jingyan stared at the chat interface for a moment, then turned off the screen and set the phone aside. His gaze landed on the computer screen in front of him.

Since I have already deleted him, it should be fine.

Top Floor of Huanya Century Center

Inside a vast office decorated in a classical style, a man sat behind an intricately carved ebony desk, handling work on a computer. High-priced famous paintings hung on the walls, and even the sofas in the visitor area were made of precious sandalwood designed by masters.

His features were upright and handsome; he looked to be only in his thirties, though his sharp gaze and status suggested he was not actually that young. Everything in the room was as dignified and luxurious as he was. On a sofa near the window, a figure sat lazily.

His burgundy wolf-cut hair shimmered in the sunlight. He sat with his legs crossed casually, his pale fingers playing with his phone, a nonchalant smile on his face. That was, until a red exclamation mark appeared next to the message he just sent.

His movements paused. He narrowed his eyes, staring at that red exclamation mark. He really deleted me?

A knock sounded at the office door. The man behind the desk looked up and gave a reminder, “Yanzhuo.”

Hearing this, the man with the burgundy hair stood up lazily, revealing a pair of bewitching golden pupils. “Alright, I know, Dad.”

As he spoke, he walked to the door and opened it, nodding to the person outside, “Hello, Director Li.”

Seeing that it was him opening the door, Director Li gave a slightly stiff smile, “Ah, hello, Young Master Yu.”

The older man’s voice came from behind, “Just call him Assistant Yu. He is spoiled enough.”

Hearing the Chairman’s voice, Director Li only smiled apologetically and nodded repeatedly. Everyone knew that Young Master Yu was technically the Chairman’s special assistant, but who would dare to actually address the crown prince that way? Director Li understood this well and walked to the desk to hand over the documents.

“Chairman Yu, the plan has been completed. Please take a look. Regarding your previous proposal for a new shopping center under Huanya, we believe we can introduce some brands that are buzzworthy or emerging, things that attract young female customers. Traditional international big brands are good, but they lack a sense of freshness.”

Yu Mingzhen nodded and took the documents from Director Li.

Yu Yanzhuo had already walked lazily back to the sofa to sit down when he was called again. “Go pour some water for Director Li. Do you not know what an assistant is supposed to do?”

Yu Yanzhuo shrugged. He picked up the brewed tea from the tea table, poured it into a cup, and handed it to Director Li with a smile. “Director Li, please.”

Director Li was overwhelmed by the favor, taking the cup with both hands while offering several flatteries, mentioning how Yu Yanzhuo, as Yu Mingzhen’s son, was truly a talented and elegant young man, and that a tiger father has no canine sons.

Yu Mingzhen said nothing, but his expression softened slightly. No one dislikes hearing their child praised, even if it is obvious flattery.

Seeing that he was not needed for the moment, Yu Yanzhuo sat back in his previous spot and lit up his phone. The first thing he saw was still that glaring red exclamation mark. Yu Yanzhuo thought back, wondering if his message had scared the man. After all, that man looked like the serious type who did not like jokes.

It was a pity; he had planned to ask for his name. But it did not really matter; he would just ask someone else. Yu Yanzhuo swiped through his contact list and clicked into a chat.

“Help me check someone out. I need details: name, age, what he does, everything.”

The reply came quickly, “You do not even know his name?”

Yu Yanzhuo thought for a moment and replied, “I know where he lives.”

He followed up by sending a string of address details, right down to the specific floor.

“?”

“Brother Yan, what did you do?”

“Have not done it yet.” “???”