Chapter 187: The Fierce Boss in the Day Becomes Clingy at Night (14)

Chapter 187: The Fierce Boss in the Day Becomes Clingy at Night (14)

After chatting with Song Tian, Song Chuyi put away his phone, sighed, and slumped down softly.

Dan Yu was rubbing his shoulders from beside him.

"What’s wrong? Am I bothering you?"

Song Chuyi shook his head gloomily, "No."

"I’m thinking about my brother’s situation."

"Song Tian?" Dan Yu raised an eyebrow slightly.

Song Chuyi knew from this that Dan Yu had investigated him.

But he had nothing to hide, so he nodded.

"Yes, Song Tian and I are at the same karaoke bar."

"He sings well, and two bosses really like him. He made over a hundred thousand last night."

Song Chuyi rarely felt troubled by making money too quickly, "My brother is still young; earning money so fast could easily lead him astray."

Since he needed to maintain the storyline, he couldn’t just let Song Tian fall into ruin.

Dan Yu wasn’t particularly concerned about this brother, so he merely responded with a faint "Hmm."

After a two-second silence, he suddenly spoke up.

"You actually care about your little brother."

"Of course." Song Chuyi flashed a grin. "He's my real brother."

Dan Yue frowned, feeling a strange unease.

It felt like his spoiled brat had made room in his heart for someone else.

That thought made him uneasy.

Who could possibly be closer to his spoiled brat than him?

If only he could get rid of Song Tian.

A flash of murderous intent crossed Dan Yue's eyes.

Song Chuyi picked up on the murderous intent radiating from Dan Yue, his heart skipping a beat.

The intent wasn’t aimed at him—it had to be directed at Song Tian.

But what could make Dan Yue want to kill Song Tian?

They hadn’t even crossed paths yet.

Navigating this world's story was proving to be tough.

Song Chuyi's long lashes fluttered. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Dan Yue's tie.

The black tie wrapped around his fair wrist, instantly sparking a surge of dominance in Dan Yue.

His eyes took on a dangerous glint.

"You have the intent to kill."

Song Chuyi's tone was resolute as he planted his foot on Shan Yu's abs.

Shan Yu let out a low laugh, "Young Master is truly sensitive."

His gaze fell on the wrist bound by the tie, and an overwhelming desire surged within him in that instant.

Boiling blood surged through his body, making it almost impossible for him to control himself.

Shan Yu had always been a thrill-seeker, even more so when he was a special forces soldier.

The missions he undertook in his early years were one more dangerous than the last, each time brushing against the line between life and death.

He loved the feeling of his blood boiling.

Unfortunately, after leaving the military, he hardly ever felt that thrilling excitement again.

Even closing deals worth billions in business couldn't excite him.

But now, the spoiled Young Master had ignited his excitement.

It wasn't a possessive desire to own this person, but rather a wish to see the arrogance on his face turn to loss of control and despair.

To see him shatter, to see him cry, to see him beg in despair.

To destroy all the beauty before him, whether it be that proud expression or that radiant smile.

Desire for destruction swirled in Dan Yu's eyes, "So what if I have the intent to kill?"

What could the delicate young master do to him?

Dan Yu had always been the one in power; he could be lenient towards the young master, but equally, he could be cruel.

It was just... a little regrettable.

Song Chuyi let out a light snort, his toes restlessly pressing against Dan Yu's abs.

With a firm grip, he pulled Dan Yu close, spitting out two words.

"Vicious dog."

His hot breath sprayed on Dan Yu's face, easily stirring his most primal reaction.

He actually got excited because of those two words.

Song Chuyi's small foot moved downward, a mocking smile playing at the corners of his lips.

"A vicious dog will be abandoned by its owner."

Dan Yu is so perverted! Ah ah ah! He can still get aroused like this!

Dan Yu laughed lowly, his chest shaking with laughter.

"Young Master is right."

He willingly lowered his head, burying it in Song Chuyi's neck.

"I was wrong."

A sincere apology, accompanied by a satisfied sigh.

"I was wrong to entertain those murderous thoughts."

"But, young master..."

His fingers gently slid across Song Chuyi's spine.

"You can't leave me behind."

"Or else..."

He didn't finish, but the young master surely knew what he meant.

After all, his young master was so smart, wasn't he?

Song Chuyi released his grip and gave a soft, dismissive hum.

"Then behave yourself."

"Okay." Dan Yue readily agreed, wrapping his strong arm around Song Chuyi and pulling him onto his lap. "So, what reward does the bad boy get?"

He moved his waist slightly.

Song Chuyi: ...

He tilted his head and rested it on Dan Yue's shoulder, feigning sleep.

Don't be fooled by his appearance; he was excellent at feigning sleep!

After all, to pretend to be an ordinary human, he had spent a lot of time observing how ordinary people slept.

As long as he wanted to feign sleep, no one could rouse him!

With Song Chuyi's superb acting skills, Dan Yue was completely fooled.

Seeing that Song Chuyi had suddenly fallen asleep, he chuckled softly.

"Young master's body is really weak."

"So pitiful."

He sighed softly, but his hands didn't show any mercy.

The sleeping young master had no resistance, but his body was so honest.

His pale, delicate legs were both soft and defenseless.

The room was bathed in the crimson light of the setting sun, its intensity almost overwhelming.

The gorgeous colors were like a devil with outstretched claws, swallowing Song Chuyi bit by bit.

After a long while, Dan Yue let out a sigh.

He laid the person on the bed, covered him with the quilt, and headed to the bathroom.

Throughout the entire ordeal, Song Chuyi, who had never truly fallen asleep, lay perfectly still.

"Wuwuwu, Xiaotong, I’m dirty."

Xiaotong (who was blocked): "Ah?"

Song Chuyi muttered, "Dan Yue is such a creep!!"

"Sure enough, the main consciousness that can resist being consumed by Ning Xiuping’s mind is one twisted guy!"

Xiaotong: "Host, well, he is the villain, so what do you expect? Villains are always twisted!"

Song Chuyi’s lips twitched. "You’re right, but... you’re really right."

Xiaotong: "Ah?"

Song Chuyi rubbed the little white bun, winced at his sore calf, and his lips twitched again.

Since he’s such a creep, don’t blame me for not holding back!

Song Chuyi picked up his phone, opened Yin Dou, and followed "Y".

He decided to drain Dan Yue’s wallet dry!

He was going to take every last cent!

This is payback for that evil dog!

Song Chuyi gave a light hum and slipped his phone into his pocket.

In the evening, Dan Yue indeed discovered that Song Chuyi had followed him.

He glanced at it and sent a private message: "?"

Song Chuyi had been waiting for this, and as soon as he saw the reply, he immediately responded: "Brother, will you come to see Chuchu tonight?"

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Dan Yue raised an eyebrow slightly. "I will."

Song Chuyi was satisfied, put his phone away, and pretended to say to Dan Yue, "It’s getting late, I’m going to prepare for bed."

"Hurry up and leave."

Dan Yue crossed his legs and fiddled with his phone.

"What if I said no?"

He smirked. "What if I said no? What’s your plan, spoiled brat? How will you punish this disobedient dog?"