Chapter 7 Cousin’s Forcible Seizure of You

Chapter 7: The Cousin Takes You by Force

The man sat in a high position, looking down at him.

A young man lay on the bed.

The dim bed curtains cast faint, shifting shadows, enveloping the figure on the bed—a young man deep in slumber.

His skin was very fair, his entire body nestled within the comfortable, smooth, dark-colored bedding. The spacious bed made him appear slight, exuding a youthful fragility. His facial features, softened by complete sleep, revealed a quiet, exquisite beauty. His fingers were curled, resting against the side of his face, revealing a glimpse of his cold, pale, slender wrist.

Judging by appearance alone, he deserved all of Xi Jingqi's praise. In Xi Jingqi's eyes, he also seemed very delicate.

But Xi Jingqi knew that once those eyes opened, they held a stubborn, sharp intensity, more akin to a hard-edged dagger.

Xi Jingqi held a lit cigarette between his long, slender, knuckled fingers, yet his gaze remained fixed on the person before him. A few scattered cigarette butts lay nearby. The crimson ember of his cigarette glowed as he took occasional, unhurried drags, his expression thoughtful, revealing a sense of scrutiny.

A person who seemed to have an innate strength, a backbone.

The warm, sultry bedside light slanted down, dividing the young, beautiful body before him with light and shadow—half hidden in darkness, half exposed to another's sight.

Subtly, this formed the absurd and contradictory feelings Xi Jingqi currently held towards him.

On one hand, Xi Jingqi was obsessed with his body because of those bizarre dreams.

On the other hand, this body before him was completely unfamiliar, a wholly strange and novel person in reality, different from his dreams.

He was wondering, should he do this?

For Xi Jingqi, if he wanted Lou Han, he could employ a hundred or a thousand methods; he didn't need to be so direct and brutal.

Brutality implied fragility.

Especially considering the young man's temperament, which didn't seem like he would simply submit to Xi Jingqi's control. Didn't he understand the principle that what is too rigid is easily broken?

If met with brute force, he might fight back head-on. No matter how hard he tried, he wouldn't prevail. But human life is fragile after all.

If Xi Jingqi truly liked him, he should fear the person shattering in his hands.

But, Xi Jingqi thought coldly.

He didn't care.

In the end, he didn't care.

No one in the Lou family had yet experienced what kind of person he was.

But for Lou Han, he would soon find out.

In truth, the young man before him was just a stranger. His desire for this person stemmed entirely from dreams. Frankly, since finding him, Xi Jingqi's contact with him had been pitifully little, all because of the dreams.

Whether he could please Xi Jingqi like in the dreams, make Xi Jingqi like him, was even harder to say.

So, whether this thing shattered or not was fundamentally unimportant to him. The most important thing was that he wanted to obtain it immediately. He craved to experience that feeling from the dreams right away.

Once satisfied, he'd probably discard the person outright.

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Lou Han opened his eyes.

This was the scene he saw.

He felt his head was still dizzy and heavy.

A blurred figure was examining him.

He finally struggled to clear his vision.

The first thing he saw was that the person before him appeared very tall—a young man with a strong air of menace, squinting his eyes, looking at Lou Han with a seemingly amused, faint smile.

But one could predict how utterly bizarre all this was.

The person before him was clearly his "gentle, amiable neighbor," yet now he appeared before him in such a cold, ruthless manner.

Xi Jingqi walked towards him.

Lou Han was probably truly muddled from sleep. Seeing this, he didn't grasp the situation, nor did he realize what Xi Jingqi intended to do.

He just stared dumbly at Xi Jingqi.

His first thought was, what on earth is Xiao Jing trying to do?

Previously, Lou Han hadn't noticed it so keenly, but now he saw that while Xi Jingqi's outward demeanor was gentle and refined, his pupils held a deep coldness.

He was tall and long-limbed. A mature man's physique couldn't be compared to a youth's; Xi Jingqi appeared far stronger. That natural competitive tension between males made Lou Han instinctively uncomfortable.

If Lou Han was an exquisite dagger, then Xi Jingqi was a mountain. How could a dagger and a mountain be compared? How could a dagger shake a mountain?

Lou Han remembered the current situation.

Lou Han had gotten up this morning and gone to the Lou family's spacious, bright, and elegantly luxurious dining room for breakfast when he happened to see Lou Zimin at the buffet counter, rubbing his unwashed face after a night of heavy drinking, probably waiting there specifically for him.

Lou Han calmly walked over.

He briefly discussed some details of the mission document with Lou Zimin.

Specific matters were not convenient to discuss there.

Coincidentally, Lou Zimin wanted to take him to meet—that business rival of his, Young Master Bai, whom he had mentioned last night.

They went to that bar with the same group from yesterday. Amidst the bar's cheerful rock music, the crowd entered a private room. But once there, Lou Han noticed that Young Master Bai, another fool like Lou Zimin, was looking at him with a strange expression.

That look was exactly the same as when he first appeared in the Lou family living room, and the various elders like Third Uncle and Fourth Aunt looked at him.

Lou Han felt something was off and was about to ask Lou Zimin what was up with his rival when...

Lou Zimin loudly complained why there were only waiters, why that old manager hadn't called over some people for him as usual.

The typical bad habits of a hedonistic young master.

Lou Han didn't think much of it. He took a sip of the bar's milk.

Those so-called siblings from yesterday were still there.

But after Lou Zimin left, he started feeling dizzy.

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The last thing he remembered was that Young Master Bai standing up, looking towards the door, freezing eerily for a moment, then saying tremulously, "Brother Xi, the person is here."

Memory returned. Lou Han was speechless.

He also fell into a bizarre silence.

There was something wrong with the milk.

The man stood before him.

"Do you know why you're here?"

The man walked up to Lou Han, and only then did Lou Han notice that the room was shrouded in darkness, with only a dim yellow light shining on him. Plus, with the drug in the milk still fogging his mind, Lou Han's vision hadn't fully recovered, making it impossible for him to see his surroundings clearly.

He tried to sit up, but his body was wobbly, forcing him to prop himself up with his hands behind him. It wasn't until his palms touched a texture as soft as silk that Lou Han realized he was actually on a bed!

Of course, he didn't know the answer to the question.

The man had already reached the bedside.

He wore pajamas, his muscular build faintly visible beneath the fabric.

An overwhelming sense of pressure was right next to Lou Han now.

He had already knelt on the bed.

Lou Han's mind hadn't caught up with this scene yet. But instinctively, he slowly backed away.

He swallowed hard.

He retreated, but there was nowhere to go.

Finally, the man reached out and grabbed him. On the bed, a firm hand settled on his shoulder and neck, encircling Lou Han with a gentle grip. The skin where he was touched felt as if a tingling heat had instantly exploded.

The air fell silent for a moment.

His thick eyelashes lifted, and those bright, clear black eyes seemed to gaze at the person before him.

But the next moment.

The hand holding him moved upward, like a dark mass of clouds gathering before Lou Han, completely obscuring his vision.

A soft click sounded in Lou Han's ear.

Immediately after, a faint white light appeared behind Lou Han's eyelids.

A few seconds later, the hand covering Lou Han's eyes was removed. Lou Han blinked a few more times... All the lights in the room had come on.

Xi Jingqi pulled back, drawing his leg away. He moved a few inches away from Lou Han, watching the pale-faced youth.

His gaze swept around the room. The youth sat on the bed, one leg bent, the other sprawled casually open. As he tilted his head to look around, a sharp, distinct jawline was revealed. His bone structure was well-proportioned. Indeed, with his eyes open, the previously fragile-looking youth now appeared hardened; a faint sense of aloofness still lingered between his brows.

Lou Han pressed his lips together, his entire demeanor radiating a clear message of "keep your distance."

Xi Jingqi waited for him to gather his words.

Then ask him—flustered, angry, or struggling—

"Where am I exactly?" "Why am I here?" "Who are you?" "Why are you doing this?"... How ridiculous.

According to Xi Jingqi's expectations, that's exactly how he would react.

Struggling desperately, then resisting desperately.

Then Xi Jingqi watched as he pressed his lips together. Right before his eyes, Lou Han stood up on his own.

Xi Jingqi allowed him to move freely.

Just the final movements of a pet. His warm fingertips held a cigarette, his broad arms crossed over his chest. He let out a soft, dismissive puff from the corner of his mouth, not bothering to intervene for now.

Lou Han got off the bed and walked around the entire room. The room's decor, needless to say, was as exquisite as everything in the Lou family. But this was clearly someone's private room, filled with many personal items. It went without saying whose domain he was in now.

Xiao Jing doing this... Could there be some hidden reason?

He wondered.

He couldn't possibly treat him like this for no reason.

The room had a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Looking outside, there was an endless plain—truly a plain—and in the distance, what looked like a manicured forest. Lou Han saw people patrolling with guard dogs on the lush grassland.

He felt as if he were in a castle.

Xi Jingqi noticed the change in his expression as he looked outside.

Thinking to himself, he should be scared now, right?

Lou Han's pupils contracted in surprise. The place Xiao Jing lived seemed even wealthier than he had imagined. And Xiao Jing's taste hadn't changed at all—this place looked so similar to their home!

As Lou Han leaned against the window, looking outside.

Someone entered from outside.

Hearing the sound, he turned his head. With Xiao Jing here, the person entering this room was surely arranged by Xiao Jing.

Lou Han's gaze shifted. A servant pushed a cart inside.

Seeing Lou Han look over, Xi Jingqi spoke coldly: "The Lou family is in the business of illegal trade. To enter its core, one must have a senior to provide guidance."

Without deliberately lowering it, the man's voice was full of noble arrogance, strong and naturally haughty, as if coming from a cold winter night.

Lou Han suddenly felt this voice was familiar???

"This place places great emphasis on connections. For a young newcomer like you, not only is it difficult to get started, but you're also very likely to face rejection. If you want to get the Lou family's money, do you think the people you've found can help you?"

He spoke unhurriedly, his low voice filled with temptation, even revealing a hint of wickedness.

"For you, what you lack is a decisive guide. And that person is me."

He would give him all the wealth.

As his words ended, the servant pushing the cart stopped.

Another person, with proper etiquette, gestured for Lou Han to approach.

Lou Han complied and walked over. Only then did they pull down the white cloth covering the cart.

The table was laden with many fruit platters, delicacies, flowers, and wine glasses. In the center was a pure gold multi-branched lamp, extending layers of lamp holders like an oak tree. The sealed lamp holders held lit candles, but the yellow light they emitted couldn't compare to the brilliance below.

Because the table was piled with endless diamonds, gold, and jewelry. Heavy, opulent luster, varied shapes, deep blue light like the sea, warm green light like jade, all shining brilliantly together. Each piece was priceless, as if these treasures had been moved from a dragon's lair in a fairy tale.

He only needed to lower his head to look at these things, and all the light seemed to converge toward him.

"If you are obedient, all these things will be yours."

Lou Han looked at those things, and for a moment, a hint of bewilderment flashed in his eyes.

"..." Xiao Jing...

Author's Note:

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Little Lou: ??? What's going on? Can't keep up with my wife's train of thought. Suddenly ties me up, suddenly gives me money.