Chapter 23

Chapter 23

It was already swollen and burning, yet it was still being fiercely sucked and nibbled on...

Lin Ze's legs shook uncontrollably as he pleaded softly:

"Xiu Jin..."

Then he was placed on the bed. Thinking he was being spared, Lin Ze suddenly had his legs pried apart, forced into an even more humiliating breeding position. The spot, licked red and raw, gaped open, exposed.

A flush of shame rose on Lin Ze's face. Panicked, he reached to cover himself but was held down, and the entire area was engulfed by a mouth again.

Like a pacifier, it was nursed at meticulously and forcefully. A tongue, hot as magma, licked and probed along the seam over and over before thrusting in hard...

Lin Ze threw his head back in agony...

A numb, throbbing ache from the congestion—every sensation was concentrated there. Lin Ze bit down hard on the back of his hand, convulsing as he came...

Yet it wasn't over. The spent Lin Ze was pulled closer by the dripping-wet man, a huge, intimidating cock pressed against him...

Lin Ze shuddered violently, shaking his head in fear.

When Lin Ze opened his eyes again, he found Li Xiujin sitting by the bed, glowering at him.

Lin Ze lowered his head in shame. He'd lost his strength right at the start... and passed out.

A knock sounded outside. Fu Zhi called out from outside the door, "Sir, we should get going."

"Have the car ready," Li Xiujin said coldly.

Hearing this, Lin Ze also sat up. The moment he moved, a wave of hot, burning pain surged, and Lin Ze drew a sharp, hissing breath.

Seeing this, Li Xiujin pulled him from the blankets and began dressing him.

Lin Ze's cheeks burned. "I... I can do it myself."

Li Xiujin paid him no mind, dressed him in clean clothes, then wrapped him in his own overcoat, bundling him up until only his face was visible, before scooping him up and carrying him out.

At the doorway, seeing Lin Zhuo standing by the car, Lin Ze squirmed in embarrassment. "I want to say a few words to Xiao Zhuo."

Li Xiujin set him down.

Lin Ze saw Lin Zhuo's left cheek was badly puffed up and flinched. "Xiao Zhuo, what happened to your face?"

Lin Zhuo was about to answer when he noticed Li Xiujin staring coldly at him.

"It's nothing... I accidentally got it caught in a door."

"How could you be so careless? Did you put any medicine on it?"

Lin Ze wanted to lean closer to look, but a hand tightened around his waist. He didn't dare try again, so he just stood there observing the wound.

"I put some on. Don't worry about it," Lin Zhuo said.

Lin Ze climbed into the car, his eyes still on Lin Zhuo through the window, until a rough hand slid inside his coat. His face was wrenched around, and Li Xiujin pinched his still-swollen flesh, pressing his forehead to Lin Ze's as he growled, "How old is he?"

Lin Ze trembled slightly. *Twenty-five. A year older than Li Xiujin...*

"If something like this happens again, I won't be so lenient with him," Li Xiujin said sternly.

"It won't... it won't happen again..."

"Open your mouth."

Lin Ze opened his mouth in shame. Li Xiujin captured his lips and began sucking on them meticulously. Lin Ze was kissed until his head spun. Soon, he shuddered again, his cheeks flushing a deep, embarrassed red. Li Xiujin's hand had somehow worked between his legs and was now cupping and kneading his swollen, sensitive flesh...

By the time they arrived home, both of Lin Ze's mouths were wet and flushed red.

*

Lin Zhuo returned to the Su Group to handle his resignation procedures.

Su Jingyuan looked somewhat haggard. "Are you really sure about going to Li Xiujin's side?"

Lin Zhuo nodded. "Li Xiujin is a tyrannical and brutal person. There's no room for what I want." Even now, thinking about that slap, Lin Zhuo felt a lingering fear.

Su Jingyuan gave a cold laugh. "Even though your brother is married to him, your life there won't necessarily be easy."

"He's an extremely cold and heartless person. He can disregard even his own father. I don't know what nerve he's touched to treat your brother so well, but he certainly won't care whether you live or die."

Lin Zhuo was very clear about this.

He could vaguely sense that Li Xiujin harbored some inexplicable hostility toward him.

Su Jingyuan patted his shoulder. "My brother knows you're leaving and sighed with great regret. He originally planned to take you under his wing and nurture you properly."

"It's alright, President Su. I can still visit your home when I have time," Lin Zhuo said politely.

"You're always welcome."

After resigning, Lin Zhuo returned to his own home and found Su Chengjun playing video games there.

"My dad says you won't be working for our family anymore."

"Mm, I'm going to work somewhere else."

"Can I still come to your place to play games then?"

"Of course, come whenever you want."

Su Chengjun felt relieved.

"I didn't do well on my exams this time. My dad confiscated all my electronics. Here, take this. We'll use it to contact each other from now on."

Su Chengjun handed him a black wristband.

"What's this?" Lin Zhuo took it, glanced at it, and asked.

"This is something my dad got from somewhere—a tool for secret communication," Su Chengjun said with a slight smile.

"Secret communication?"

"Mm, send me a text message now."

Lin Zhuo tapped the wristband, and it lit up.

"Press the center and speak."

Lin Zhuo did as instructed.

After the message showed as sent, Lin Zhuo looked at the one on Su Chengjun's wrist. After receiving his message, about two minutes later, the message automatically deleted itself, leaving no trace at all.

Lin Zhuo fiddled with the wristband and chuckled, "This seems like something you'd use for covert operations. Why did President Su get this?"

"Not sure. Maybe my dad has some secret mission to do. He and my uncle are always mysterious—sometimes even Mom and I are asked to leave when they're discussing things." Su Chengjun's eyes were glued to the screen again.

Lin Zhuo didn't think much of it. "Even though you can play here, you should still show some restraint. Otherwise, if your dad finds out, I'll be in big trouble too."

"Got it."

Lin Zhuo put the wristband on his wrist and then called Fu Zhi to ask what was on for tomorrow at Li Xiujin's place.

*

Lin Ze found out from Fu Zhi that Lin Zhuo had already started working for Li Xiujin.

Lin Ze wanted to ask how Lin Zhuo was doing—if he was causing any trouble for Li Xiujin or if he was listening to him.

But Fu Zhi smiled slightly and said, "I'm not sure about the details. You'd better ask the general."

Li Xiujin had been coming home late these past few days. After Lin Ze returned, he helped the servants cook and waited for Li Xiujin to come back. The moment he heard the car, Lin Ze immediately stood up and went to the door to wait for him.

Seeing Lin Ze standing at the door, Li Xiujin's expression softened slightly. Noticing him standing there dazedly, Li Xiujin said, "Come here and undo my tie."

Lin Ze walked over self-consciously and undid his tie.

After dinner, Li Xiujin didn't give him a chance to ask anything and went straight to the study. Lin Ze waited in the bedroom until 11 p.m. when he finally heard footsteps entering.

Arms wrapped around him from behind, as if Xiujin thought he was asleep. He kissed him while his hand slipped into his pajamas to touch the still-swollen area, then nuzzled his hot head against his thighs...

Lin Ze, clutching the blanket tightly, quickly opened his eyes. "Xiu Jin, I have something to ask you..."

Li Xiujin lifted his dark eyelids.

"How is Xiao Zhuo doing at your place? Did he make you angry?"

"He's been fairly obedient," Li Xiujin said indifferently.

Lin Ze felt relieved and cautiously asked, "Can I go see him tomorrow?"

Li Xiujin snorted coldly.

The next day, after waking up, Lin Ze went to the kitchen and made several dishes that Lin Zhuo loved.

"Sir, do you need my help?" a servant asked, standing nearby.

"No need."

"Is this for the general?"

"No." Lin Ze shook his head.

After finishing, Lin Ze packed the hot food into a lunchbox. After closing the lid, he thought for a moment and made a few more dishes—this portion had more meat and was larger.

"That one isn't for the general, but this one must be for him, right?"

Lin Ze nodded.

"It seems the general holds more weight in your heart. The portion for him has so much meat the lid can barely close."

Lin Ze looked and saw it was exactly as she said. He just thought that since Li Xiujin was taller than Lin Zhuo, his appetite should be bigger too. After packing both portions into an insulated bag, Lin Ze had the driver take him to Li Xiujin's company.

Lin Ze knew Li Xiujin came from a wealthy family and owned one of the top companies in Country A, but hearing about it and seeing it were different. Lin Ze stared blankly at the towering office building.

Only 24 years old.

Even at the peak of Lin Ze's achievements, he would pale in comparison to Li Xiujin now.

When he could have married any omega, why did he choose someone like him—a malformed person who didn't know if he was an alpha or an omega?

After sending a message to Lin Zhuo, Lin Ze waited for him in the lounge. Soon, Lin Zhuo came looking for him.

"Brother."

Lin Zhuo's eyes lit up slightly when he saw the food on the table.

Li Xiujin was true to his word about cultivating him. As soon as Lin Zhuo arrived, he was assigned to work with Fu Zhi on a very challenging project. These past two days, he had been so busy he barely had time to drink water. He picked up the chopsticks and noticed there were two portions, but Lin Ze only handed him one.

"Isn't the other one for me?"

"No, it's for... Xiu Jin."

At first, Lin Zhuo didn't react to who "Xiu Jin" was. After realizing, he laughed.

"Xiu Jin—sounds so intimate."

He originally thought Li Xiujin was just unilaterally in love with Lin Ze, but it seemed that wasn't the case.

Lin Ze became embarrassed. "Hurry up and eat."

Lin Zhuo was indeed starving and wolfed down the food.

"Slow down," Lin Ze said softly.

After finishing, Lin Zhuo rolled up his sleeve to check the time.

Lin Ze, who was cleaning up, suddenly froze and grabbed his arm.

"Brother, what are you doing?" Lin Zhuo was baffled.

Lin Ze stared at the black object on his wrist.

"Where did you get this?"

Lin Zhuo had never seen Lin Ze like this and was stunned for a moment before replying, "What's wrong?"

"Answer me."

"Su Jingyuan's son gave it to me."

Only then did Lin Ze let go of him.

Su Jingyuan...

The Su family...

After Lin Zhuo left, Lin Ze immediately contacted Lu Mo.

- The wristband is related to the Su family.

- Help me investigate Su Jingyuan.

Lu Mo replied quickly.

- Yes, Colonel.

Meanwhile, in the executive office.

Fu Zhi was holding a document. "Colonel Lin personally delivered a meal to Lin Zhuo. Lin Zhuo just finished eating and returned to work."

Li Xiujin closed his eyes, a cigarette between his lips.

"Colonel Lin really dotes on his younger brother. Since your marriage, Colonel Lin has never once brought you a meal at the company."

Li Xiujin opened his eyes and stared at him.

"What? Are you that free?"

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

"What is it?" Fu Zhi asked as he opened the door.

Li Xiujin looked up and saw the gentle, clean-cut young man standing behind the employee, awkwardly holding a box.

"This is lunch for you..."