Chapter 19

Chapter 19

Lin Ze opened his eyes to find himself spread open in a humiliating position, and in his panic, he discovered Li Xiujin kneeling between his legs...

Li Xiujin had been doing this while he slept...

Lin Ze clenched the pillow, unsure how to face such a situation, and resorted to the ostrich tactic of closing his eyes and pretending to be asleep.

Then he heard a commanding voice: "Look at me."

Lin Ze trembled as he opened his eyes, watching as Li Xiujin did that to him, and then it ended up on his legs and stomach.

He was so embarrassed he didn't know what to do.

The next day, Lin Ze put on the suit Lin Zhuo had given him and went downstairs, only to find Li Xiujin there as well.

His gaze fell on the suit, his jaw tightening.

Lin Ze nervously tugged at the hem of his suit jacket.

During breakfast, because the suit was too tight, Lin Ze didn't plan to eat much, but Li Xiujin stared at him until he ate a double portion.

Lin Ze's stomach bulged, making the clothes clamp down on him even more. In the car, he didn't dare move, afraid the suit might burst open.

For some reason, Li Xiujin, sitting beside him, glanced at him, and the atmosphere around him grew increasingly oppressive, as if he was getting angrier and angrier.

Lin Ze lowered his eyes, at a loss. Was it because he had suddenly opened his eyes last night, disturbing him and preventing him from finding sufficient release...?

If that was the case, in the future, even if he woke up in the middle of the night, he would assess the situation and pretend to be asleep, trying not to disturb him...

When they arrived at the school, Li Xiujin suddenly pinched his face hard and said in a deep voice, "From now on, report to me every noon what you've eaten."

Sometimes Lin Ze felt the man treated him like a mother, other times, he felt the man treated him like a child incapable of taking care of himself...

"You didn't understand." Li Xiujin frowned.

"I... I understood."

At school, the students saw him in a new suit and started teasing him, "Teacher Lin, so you have such a good figure!"

No one dared to say the rest—his slender waist and perky butt—they just exchanged glances with suggestive smiles.

Since it wasn't training time, Lin Ze couldn't discipline them.

A few obedient alphas came over and asked, "Teacher Lin, did your wife buy this suit for you?"

"No." The students only knew he was an alpha, so they naturally assumed he, like them, would marry an omega as a wife.

"We thought your wife bought it for you?"

"Yeah, it obviously doesn't fit well, but you're still wearing it."

Lin Ze didn't say anything more.

At noon, Lin Ze planned to eat in the cafeteria but received a text from Lin Zhuo saying he was waiting for him outside the school gate.

He and Lin Zhuo found a restaurant near the school entrance. After ordering, Lin Zhuo looked at the suit Lin Ze was wearing. "Does it not fit well?"

"No, no." Lin Ze shook his head.

After the food arrived, Lin Ze somewhat awkwardly asked Lin Zhuo, "Brother, can I take a few pictures first?"

Lin Zhuo remembered that Lin Ze wasn't the type who liked taking pictures before, but he still nodded. "Sure."

Then he saw Lin Ze quickly take a few photos, seemingly sending them to someone, and then anxiously waiting for a reply. A few seconds later, a reply seemed to come, and Lin Ze relaxed, putting down his phone.

"Sent them to Li Xiujin?" Lin Zhuo asked.

"He's that concerned about what you eat?"

Lin Ze's face grew warm. Saying it like that made it seem like they had a good relationship, but in reality, the other party just thought he was too thin.

After finishing the meal, Lin Ze sent pictures of the empty plates to the other person.

Lin Zhuo waited for him to finish texting, then took out another gift box and gave it to him.

"This is for you. Open it and see."

However, Lin Ze didn't show the same happiness as last time. Instead, he said, "Xiao Zhuo, is there something you need my help with?"

"It's okay, you can say it directly. Even without these gifts, if I can help, I will help you."

Lin Zhuo sat up straight and looked at him. "Brother, I do have something I need your help with."

"Go ahead."

"The Su Group owes a huge debt. If this debt isn't repaid, they'll face bankruptcy."

"That serious? But what can I do to help?"

"You can help." Lin Zhuo said with certainty. "The creditor is your husband, Li Xiujin."

Lin Ze was stunned.

"Actually, this debt has existed for several years, but I don't know what's gotten into Li Xiujin recently. He issued an ultimatum, demanding the Su Group repay it within half a month."

"I want you to persuade Li Xiujin to give the Su Group more time."

Lin Ze listened carefully. Even before Lin Zhuo spoke, he had a vague feeling it would involve Li Xiujin, and indeed...

"Xiao Zhuo, although we are married, I can't influence him in such matters."

"Brother." Lin Zhuo looked at him pleadingly.

*

"This Lin Zhuo, being overly attentive for no reason, clearly has something to ask of Colonel Lin." Fu Zhi sneered. "The Su family, seeing that your grandfather has no effect on you, have started targeting Colonel Lin, and they've very precisely grasped his weakness."

"I wonder if Colonel Lin will..." Fu Zhi glanced secretly at Li Xiujin.

Li Xiujin, his expression unreadable, stared at the screen, scrolling through the photos Lin Ze had sent of his meal.

Lin Zhuo's father was Lin Ze's benefactor; part of the reason Lin Ze was willing to marry Li Xiujin before was to help Lin Zhuo get a promotion.

Now, with Lin Zhuo giving gifts and treating him to meals, plus acting pitiful, it's highly likely Lin Ze would soften.

But this debt is real and substantial. Lin Ze should understand that if he asks Li Xiujin for leniency, Li Xiujin would suffer losses.

So, whose side would the scales in Lin Ze's heart tip towards?

If, in the end, the scales in Lin Ze's heart still tipped towards Lin Zhuo, what would their admiral do then?

Fu Zhi mused to himself.

After his final meeting, Li Xiujin ended his workday and returned home. Entering, he saw Lin Ze's back in the kitchen. He didn't make a sound, biting his cigarette as he scrutinized him with an inscrutable gaze.

Colonel Lin likely had no idea he possessed such an alluring figure, especially in a suit—his waist was slender, his legs were long, and his buttocks were so full they seemed capable of bearing him several sons.

Li Xiujin let his eyes roam freely until Lin Ze turned around.

Seeing him, Lin Ze was slightly taken aback, then spoke softly, like a real wife: "You're back?"

Li Xiujin's throat tightened.

"Dinner is ready."

A servant added from nearby, "Mr. Lin cooked the meal himself today."

"Is that so?" Li Xiujin asked, his eyes fixed on Lin Ze.

"I... I just helped a little..."

When you want a favor, you have to give something first. Of course, he was pleased Lin Ze had cooked for him personally, but Li Xiujin also sneered inwardly, waiting for him to bring up the subject of Lin Zhuo after the meal...

He wanted to see just how far Lin Ze would go for this 'brother' of his.

After dinner, he went to the study to attend to a few work messages. Returning to the bedroom, he found Lin Ze had fallen asleep again.

He looked scared of him, yet here he was, sleeping soundly and defenselessly in his room, on his bed.

Li Xiujin pressed his forehead against Lin Ze's, licking his lips until they were wet, then kissed him hard...

The first time they kissed, Lin Ze had resisted, but now he was putting everything he had into responding...

What a slut...

Lin Ze jolted awake from his dream, realizing there was something foreign in his mouth...

Remembering last night, Lin Ze's cheeks warmed slightly as he continued to feign sleep, careful not to anger him...

"Open your eyes if you're awake," Li Xiujin commanded in a low voice.

Lin Ze opened his eyes, flustered.

Li Xiujin rubbed his nose against Lin Ze's, deliberately exhaling heavy, hot breaths, watching him tremble lightly.

"Is there something you want to say?"

Lin Ze was momentarily stunned, then shook his head.

This answer did not please Li Xiujin. He furrowed his brows and repeated, "Really, nothing?"

"...No."

Li Xiujin released his chin, scrutinizing him coldly.

*

During his lunch break, Lin Ze sent a text message to Lin Zhuo.

- Sorry, Xiao Zhuo, I can't bring myself to ask Li Xiujin for this favor.