Lan Kuang pulled out all the recordings from the surveillance cameras and stared fixedly at the screen for a long time. Finally, he caught a scene of the guy taking his mask off.
He had gentle and handsome looks, pretty enough to be called seductive. His gaze was also slightly condescending, with a hint of unrestrained complacency.
After stealing information from under Lan Kuang’s own nose, he had a right to be pleased with himself.
However, that smile became a big mockery in Lan Kuang’s eyes.
Looking carefully at the fuzzy graphics, Lan Kuang inwardly clenched his fingers—An Mu!
However, he didn’t expect the young master of the family to personally set out himself and use such a vile method!
Fine…If you never want to see me again, then I’ll make sure that never happens.
We’ll see each other again, sooner than you can imagine!
Lan Kuang stuffed the videotapes inside his bag, planning to look them over more closely at home.
After that night, he carried out a series of acts of revenge.
Disguising himself, approaching the target, capturing the target, separating them from the outside world, torturing them, and engraving them with a mark of possession, he did it all.
He could still hear the weak breaths beside his ear and the begging voice saying, “I won’t provoke you again… So let me go…”
It was the compromise the man had given him after reaching his breaking point. The man’s voice was tired, his eyes tightly shut, and his lips stained with blood. Over the past few days, the image of that face appeared inside Lan Kuang’s mind frequently.
Lan Kuang snapped out of his reverie. The coffee table was cluttered with the stack of papers he’d been looking through. Deep in thought, his fingers tightened around the picture he was holding. The glass of wine he’d been holding in his other hand tipped toward the floor and spilled its contents onto carpet. The deep red drink seeped into the red carpet, merging with it and becoming one.
His eyes were fixed on the man’s face in the picture. Lan Kung slowly lifted his hand and left a gentle kiss on An Mu’s lips. His touch was light, as if afraid of alarming the person in the picture. A hint of pain welled up inside Lan Kuang’s eyes. He closed his eyes and murmured, “I’m sorry…”
The scar on his own chest was shallow. It didn’t take long to fade, and now, it was practically impossible to see it even if one looked closely. Nobody would be able to tell that a scar once existed there.
But the scar on An Mu’s body was deep and terrible. He would see it every time he took a shower; it would remind him of the nightmares every time he looked upon it.
How did one make up for nightmares such as those? What should he do so that An Mu never recalled them again?
Could a mere sorry write it off in one stroke?
Ran Feng Ge woke up with a gasp from his dream. He grasped the blankets and sat up straight, gulping down air. It took a long time for him to calm down. He then got off the bed and poured a cup of water from the water dispenser. After downing the cup, he felt a little better.
It had been such a long time already, yet why couldn’t he forget?
Was… Was something much more horrible going to happen once he comes across that man again?
He should have rejected Su Yi Mo from the start. Why did he have to be a smart ass and offer to help him?
Even though he’d always put money first when it came to accepting jobs, he still valued his own life above money!
Faced with another sleepless night, Ran Feng Ge paced back and forth in the room. He cursed himself for the fool he’d been, getting blinded by money yet again.
When he got near the door, he noticed a ray of light peeking through the gaps. He quietly opened the door and peered downstairs. Was Su Yi Mo still awake?!
The iceberg of a man was wearing black, silk pajamas, looking quite refined as he sat on the couch. His head was down as he softly talked on the phone with someone. Ran Feng Ge noted that his expression was much warmer than usual.
Ran Feng Ge pricked up his ears and decided to eavesdrop. He only had to wait for a few minutes before he heard Su Yi Mo’s voice warmly saying, “Yeah, I’m already home. Yeah, I’ve also showered…. All right…. Rest early as well, you’ve had a hard day today so you must be tired…Your phone? Oh right, I took it away… I’ll buy you another one, all right? I’ll buy you the new model that you’ve been wanting… I need your old phone for something, so I’m keeping it for now. All right, go to sleep. Good night.”
Hearing such a kind and gentle voice, Ran Feng Ge could guess who was on the other end with just his toes. Ran Feng Ge sneered to himself. The so-called iceberg was only cold and indifferent to outsiders. To people he treated as family, he was kind to a frightening extent…
While secretly cursing at Su Yi Mo, Ran Feng Ge suddenly felt a biting cold gaze pointed his way. He looked up and noticed that Su Yi Mo had already ended the call and was staring at him expressionlessly.
Alarmed, Ran Feng Ge quickly hid himself and scratched his nose. He’d been discovered. Was he in trouble?
He quickly heard footsteps on the stairs. No way, was Su Yi Mo coming upstairs? Was he going to lecture him?
Ran Feng Ge moved faster than his brain could process. With a whoosh, he ran back to his room and closed the door. He then jumped into bed and lay down sideways with his back facing the door. Holding the blankets in his arms, he tried to channel the sleeping ostrich.
Hearing the doorknob turn, Ran Feng Ge closed his eyes tightly.
Su Yi Mo looked at Ran Feng Ge, who appeared deep asleep and couldn’t help but smile. Did Ran Feng Ge think he was an idiot? Who could fall asleep in mere seconds?
“I know you’re pretending to be asleep. I also know you were eavesdropping on me,” Su Yi Mo said.
Ran Feng Ge gripped the blankets, but made no reply. He retorted to himself instead, So what if you know? Is it worth it coming upstairs to tell me that you know? Is it going to kill you to pretend not to know? Why are you so stupid?
“If I woke you up by talking on the phone, I apologize. Next time, I’ll go to my room so that I won’t disturb you,” Su Yi Mo said good-naturedly.
Ran Feng Ge opened his eyes and raised an eyebrow. Did he hear Su Yi Mo correctly? Why was the iceberg in such a good temper these past two days?
“This is Qiu Han’s phone, and here’s the information about the people in his contact list. I thought that you’d be able to use it, so I had people collect and organize them all. I’ll leave them on the table. I’ll…leave tomorrow to you then,” Su Yi Mo said sincerely.
Ran Feng Ge really wanted to answer with, “Leave it to me.” However, the nightmare earlier still hadn’t left his mind. He wasn’t confident enough to make a promise like that. But considering that he was pretending to be asleep and wasn’t supposed to speak, he simply shut his eyes and continued pretending.
Su Yi Mo wasn’t angry; he merely shook his head. In a quiet voice, he said, “Then…goodnight.”
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“You…” With his sight blurred, Lan Kuang could vaguely see the man with the demon mask approach him, but the man’s bewitching voice was clear beside his ears.
“Hah, idiot. The drug isn’t in the wine, it’s on the glass. People say you’re a cautious man who’s sharp and clever. But perhaps you’re too smart for your own good.” The man smirked at Lan Kuang. He wrapped the whip around his left hand, playing with it. “But don’t worry. I won’t do anything to harm you. The drug was merely an aphrodisiac. You’ll be fine as long as you find a person to help you later.”
Lan Kuang struggled to get up while also trying to get a good kick at the man. The latter dodged easily and added, “I forgot to mention, but the drug isn’t simply an aphrodisiac. I’ve mixed some anesthetics in there as well. It’s normal for you to not be able to control your limbs right now. Don’t even think about trying to kick me. We have to be realistic here. If you have the time to attempt something so pointless, why don’t you try to conserve your energy instead?”
Lan Kuang’s angry expression was immediately replaced by a look of nonchalance. He even chuckled and said, “Oh? My dear, did you bring a whip because you thought it would more exciting? What heavy tastes you have! But if that’s the case, I can go wild with you. Come on, I can’t wait!”
The man in the mask had never faced such a situation before. Why did Lan Kuang suddenly turn passionate and wild? Was he trying to tease him with those words? He couldn’t believe the thickness of Lan Kuang’s skin. Lan Kuang should be glaring at him and demanding to know what he had planned in mind. Why was he being so…so obscene?
Thank god that he was wearing a mask. He wouldn’t be able to live if Lan Kuang noticed the blush creeping up his face. He forced himself to calm down and restrained his mind from wandering into dark places. He glanced over Lan Kuang, who was half-naked on the bed. He then knelt on the sheets and reached to pull Lan Kuang’s pants down.
At the touch of the other’s cold fingers, Lan Kuang felt a wave of cool relief flow through him. Without a hint of embarrassment, Lan Kuang started moaning, trying to get a crack at the man still wearing the mask. “Ah… Darling, just a single touch from you is enough to get me reacting like this. Ah… I feel so good. Oh… Darling, you’re too slow. Don’t just take off my clothes. Do yours too. I can’t wait!”
Hearing those words, the man in the mask could feel his ears turning red and his fingers trembling as he pulled Lan Kuang’s pants down the thighs, calves, and ankles. Before moving any further, he calmed himself, and then ripped off Lan Kuang’s pants in one smooth move. He leaned toward Lan Kuang and lifted the man’s chin with the whip that was still wrapped around his hand. He asked in a low voice, “Where’s the data?”
“What data?” Lan Kuang was shocked.
“Don’t pretend in front of me.” The smile that appeared on the man’s face was rather wicked. He waved the whip in front of Lan Kuang. “If you don’t tell me now, you’ll have a tough time later.”
Lan Kuang’s expression finally turned serious again. “What are you planning?”
The man in the mask swung the whip around a few times and glanced warningly at Lan Kuang. He chuckled and said, “I’ll ask you again. Where’s the customer data from the Long Wei Group?”
Lan Kuang sneered coldly. “Your methods are a little too despicable, don’t you think?”
The man raised an eyebrow underneath the mask. “As they say, all’s fair in love and war. The business world is akin to a battlefield. In a war like this, who can claim to be a gentleman all the time? Even if you can, they are the words of a hypocrite. As for me… Isn’t it better to be straight up vile instead of hiding behind a barrier of pretenses?”
The man swung the whip down to mark the end of his words. A red lash appeared on Lan Kuang’s chest. The man swung the whip again, adding another lash that crisscrossed with the other, making a giant X.
“Where’s the data?” The man’s voice was harsher than before. Lan Kuang now knew he was serious.
Lan Kuang winced at the pain on his chest, but he didn’t say anything. He was more curious about the other’s identity. “Who are you? What are you going to do with the data? What use do you have for it? Who ordered you? Moreover, don’t you know that a cautious person like me never carries important data on my person?”
“That’s a lot of questions.” The man frowned at Lan Kuang. The marks on the latter’s chest were starting to bleed in parts. He turned his head away. “There’s no benefit from knowing too much. I’ll say it again: I won’t harm you, I simply don’t want the Long Wei Group to have it too easy. If you’d been willing to cooperate, then I wouldn’t have whipped you.”
The man turned around and started rifling through Lan Kuang’s clothes. He pulled out Lan Kuang’s wallet, ID, and keys, not a single thing slipping his eyes.
While examining Lan Kuang’s keys, the man found a small flash drive strapped to the keychain. The flash drive was made to resemble a monkey dressed up in hip-hop style. At first glance, it appeared like a normal keychain charm, but pulling off the monkey’s head revealed the USB plug inside.
The most dangerous place was the safest at the same time, was it? Luckily, he had seen plenty of cartoon flash drives before. Otherwise, he’d have completely disregarded the monkey as a simple charm.
Like the demon mask he was wearing, the man smiled wickedly. He pulled the monkey off the keychain and said, “I should’ve known beforehand. For an overly cautious person who pretends to be smart, you’d definitely carry everything on your person. I apologize, but I’ll be borrowing this from you. Please forgive me if I’ve caused you any problems.”
Lan Kuang was already feeling the effects of the drug. The man in the mask noticed his reaction and smiled deeply. “I’ve only given you a taste of your own medicine. You’d followed me out of your own free will. You can’t blame me for this.” He paused, then continued, “But seeing as you rather like me, I’ve decreased the dosage of the drug. Just bear with it. Or…you can go ahead and help yourself. Don’t try to resist it though, I’d feel bad if anything happens.”
Lan Kuang was silent. He was filled with self-hate due to his carelessness. He also hated the brilliant method the other had used in order to capture him.
“Then… Goodbye! Thank you for the data.” The man blew a kiss at Lan Kuang and walked toward the door.
Barely two steps later, the man turned around. Meeting Lan Kuang’s cold gaze, he said, “I guess you can say we are acquaintances now. If not for the data you have in your hands, we might have become friends. Since we’re hitting it off so well, let me teach you something.”
The man raised a finger and smiled, “One, the business world is a battlefield. People who randomly get close to you either have bad intentions or they are corporal spies. Don’t trust anything such as a one-night stand. Especially when it comes to people like me, who are capable of letting go of ourselves in order to trap our target. You should’ve realized that something was wrong the second I insisted on pouring you a glass of wine. But I did take advantage of that. I can only say that you aren’t careful enough. Too much confidence isn’t a good thing.”
The man added a second finger to the first, his smile widening. “Two, don’t suddenly change your approach when you’re capable of controlling the situation. Never let another person take command. The most innocent people are often the most manipulative. Like the smooth surface of a lake, you never know what’s inside the waters. You never know when something might jump out and bite apart your throat.”
The man raised a third finger and leaned down to look at Lan Kuang. He rubbed the latter’s chin in a teasing manner. “Three, don’t carry valuable information on your person. It’ll be the end of you if you come across a calculating man like me.”
The man straightened and added, “How about this? I’ll teach you a good way to back up information. You should go and register for two email accounts. When you come across valuable information, upload it onto one account, then use that account to send it to the second one. Even if one system were to break down, you’d still have another to rely on. You’d never have to worry about losing your information. As long as you have access to the internet, you can view it whenever. As for other people, even if they were to ransack your home or beat you down into the ground, they’d never find it.”
A crafty and arrogant smile appeared on the man’s face. “I feel a bit guilty that you fell for my trap today. In the future…you should be careful.” He patted Lan Kuang on the face. “I won’t say goodbye again. I hope we never see each other again.”
The man leaned down and kissed the whip marks on Lan Kuang’s chest. He then turned around and left, leaving behind an elegant and proud figure.
Completely naked on the bed with both hands tied above his head, Lan Kuang watched angrily as the other man walked away step by step. When the figure disappeared from his sight, he finally broke down in laughter, a dangerous edge in his voice.
Very well! We are enemies from this day forth! You better prepare yourself for revenge.
Lan Kuang glanced at his lower half and another wave of anger rolled through him. With great difficulty, he managed to flip over and rubbed himself against the bedsheet. The rampaging heat inside him subsided for a moment, only to return at full force the next second.
Despite the anger in his eyes, Lan Kuang’s face was icy. He gritted his teeth and glared at the door, as if trying to bore a hole into the wood.
Goddamn it. If I ever learn of who’s behind this, they are dead for sure. My methods aren’t as simple as yours.
Forcing me to do it by myself… Next time, I’ll do it until you’re screaming for help, until you can’t get out of bed for three days!
You will pay me back in double! In triple! I’ll make you penniless, but that would be letting you off too easy!
Shit! Not being able to do anything while this drug is inside my body makes me want to kill someone!
Lan Kuang had never been in such a sorry state in his whole life.
By the time the effects of the analgesic wore off, Lan Kuang was drenched in sweat. His lower half was still swollen to the point of pain. He leaned up and used his teeth to bite apart the belt that was tied around his hands. He then reached down and took care of himself a few times, finally, he felt the heat recede.
Still feeling a bit weak in the limbs, Lan Kuang quickly dressed himself. He left the room and ran in the direction of the security control room.
In Lan Kuang’s mind, that night was unforgettable.
He had always been unruly and arrogant, but he had met someone even more so that night.
When he’d come across that person, he was engulfed by a desperate need to conquer them. He had wanted to claim them!
That night, after meeting with a few business partners, Lan Kuang had gone up to the balcony and opened a window to clear his mind. He had drunk too much during the meeting. Rubbing his temples, he glanced down at the people who were still mingling on the dancefloor, and sneered in contempt.
The people dancing below were all single-mindedly focused on finding someone for the night, they paid no attention to their rough moves that were jarringly out of place. It was an ugly sight.
As his business was over, Lan Kuang had no reason to stay any longer.
Just when he was about to turn away, he picked up on the sound of cheering coming from the dancefloor. The music had been switched to a fast-paced dance track. Lan Kuang wasn’t interested in that type of music, so he didn’t know the name of the song. However, just by listening to it, he could feel his blood strum in excitement.
The cheers became louder as the heavy beat of the track thrummed through the room like a steady clock.
Lan Kuang looked down.
A man wearing a demon mask was dancing slowly at the center of the dancefloor.
He moved his shoulders, flipped his hair, rotated his waist, and thrusted his hips.
It was carefree. It was confident. It was willful. And it was insolent.
The eyes hidden behind the mask were especially bright.
When the music slowed down, the man’s moves also became gentler. If his earlier moves were aggressive and arrogant, then he could only be described as alluring and seductive now.
The man with the mask fingered the buttons of his shirt, pulling it open and off his body. With a swing of his arm, he threw the shirt into the air.
The crowd cheered and screamed, the noise deafening to the ears.
Lan Kuang found that he couldn’t move his eyes away.
For the entire track, he found himself fixated on the man who was tearing up the dancefloor.
He could feel the desire to conquer welling up inside his heart.
Lan Kuang had always lived under the principle of “If someone dares to be wild in front of me, I’ll be even wilder.”
He pulled out the vampire masquerade mask he’d been given when he’d entered the dance party. Lan Kuang smiled to himself. He put the mask on, put one hand on the railings, and leapt down from the balcony.
It was at least a two-story drop.
Some of the onlookers screamed when they noticed a man falling from above. They went silent and stared intensely at the spot where Lan Kuang had landed.
Lan Kuang had bent his knees during his fall to lessen the impact on his legs. His bent position had an indescribable charm to it.
The man wearing the demon mask had already stopped dancing. He’d collected his shirt and was putting it on, preparing to leave. Before he could step away, Lan Kuang grabbed his arm.
“Is something wrong?” A simple and direct question.
“Why don’t we dance together?”
“Sorry, I’ve just finished so I’m a bit tired right now. Sir, please go find someone else.” The man pulled his arm out of Lan Kuang’s grasp and turned to walk away. But underneath his mask, he was smiling.
Very good. For such an egotistical man, Lan Kuang had taken the bait as expected.
“Then why don’t we get a drink together?” Lan Kuang didn’t force the issue, but he quickly followed after the other.
It’d been a long time since he’d taken an interest in someone. He had to get to know the man better.
As for conquering him, that could come after he’d gotten to know the man.
“All right, my treat.”
“No, it’ll be my treat!” Lan Kuang insisted. He was used to getting his way.
“Then…I gladly accept!”
The crowd watched as the two walked away. For some unknown reason, they felt that the two men matched each other rather well.
Without any further disturbances, the dancefloor resumed its previous noisiness, as if the period of silence had never existed.
The two men each picked up a glass of alcohol and sat down in a corner. After sitting together for a while, Lan Kuang said, “Don’t you think the air is stuffy in here?”
“No, not at all. I think it’s fine.” The man in the demon mask smiled.
Lan Kuang chuckled, his eyes narrowing behind his mask. He leaned next to the other’s ear and murmured, “Have you…done it with a man before?”
The other stiffened in shock, but replied honestly, “No.”
“Do you want to try?” Lan Kuang reached toward the other’s collar, the image of the man’s smooth chest replaying inside his mind. He felt his abs tighten and spoke in an alluring voice, “Try it. I promise, you will die from how good it feels.”
“But I don’t like to be controlled by others.” The man grabbed Lan Kuang’s wrist and stopped it from moving. He emphasized, “Also, my tastes are a bit heavy. Are you sure…you can handle it?”
Lan Kuang watched as an enticing smile bloomed on the man’s face, his smooth lips shining under the light. Although the upper half of the man’s face was hidden behind the mask, Lan Kuang was sure that the other’s expression was one of provocation.
He was the first one to challenge his authority.
Good. Lan Kuang liked it very much.
“All right, I’ve never tried being on the bottom before, but I can make an exception for you tonight.” Lan Kuang was a bit scary when he suddenly acts gentle. “Be nice with me!”
“Then what are we waiting for?” The man with the demon mask stood up first. He pulled Lan Kuang out of the hall they were in and pressed the elevator for the top floor.
Lan Kuang understood what was going on. He’d heard of the popular trend that was going on in society. Young men and women of all kinds gathered at parties to pick out their target for the night. It was common for one-night stands to occur, and deals that lasted past the night happened as well. For men who liked to play around with other men, they were eager to resort to this sort of method.
Only, Lan Kuang was a bit curious as to how the current situation had turned out this way. Even though he had been the one to offer the invitation, why did it feel like the other was laying a trap for him?
Could it be that the other had something in mind? Was that why he had resorted to such an eye-catching dance to draw his attention?
Lan Kuang glanced at the man with the demon mask, who was leaning against a corner of the elevator and studying him. Lan Kuang’s smile deepened.
Ha… Interesting! It was the first time that someone had dared to have any ideas about him. If he didn’t play along, he would be wasting the man’s efforts.
It hadn’t been decided which of them was going to play the demon yet!
The two of them smiled at each other; the meanings behind those smiles impossible to decipher.
When they entered the hotel room, the man with the demon mask pressed his hands against Lan Kuang’s chest and kissed him.
Both of them were wearing masks, but it didn’t prevent them from kissing as the lower halves of their faces were exposed.
Leaning against the door, Lan Kuang tilted his head and kissed the other man back. They ground their lips together, biting and twisting their tongues against each other. Soon, their lips became linked with a thread of saliva.
They could feel the heat rising.
Even though he was unused to being so passive, Lan Kuang allowed the other man to do as he liked.
Of course, he didn’t play along for long. Lan Kuang grabbed the other’s waist and switched their positions, pushing the man against the door. He crushed their lips together in a violent kiss.
Taking the initiative felt very different from being passive. Having everything under his control was a fantastic feeling.
The more they kissed, the more rugged their breaths became.
“Wait…” When Lan Kuang reached down to unbuckle the man’s belt, the latter stopped him with a hoarse voice.
Lan Kuang raised a brow, not understanding what the other meant.
Asking him to wait at a time like this? What kind of person did that?
“Why don’t we have a drink to liven things up?” The man pushed Lan Kuang toward the bed. He then opened one of the cupboards inside the room and as expected, found it stocked with alcohol.
Lan Kuang leaned backwards, supporting himself with both hands on the bed. It was a lazy, yet charming position. “I thought that the glasses we’ve had earlier were enough.”
“But I don’t feel excited.” The man popped the bottle open, and pulled out two wineglasses from the cupboard. “They only have wine here. Do we need to call for something different?”
“No, wine is enough.” Lan Kuang glanced over the other’s body with a satisfied smile on his face. “I’m confident in my skills to make you feel excited in all sorts of places.”
The man with the demon mask gave an enigmatic smile. He poured the wine into a glass. “Here, have a glass.”
Lan Kuang accepted it and raised it to his lips, but he did not take a sip. He stared at the man and asked casually, “There isn’t anything in here, right?”
“Are you scared?” A light flashed across the other’s eyes, bright like the stars in the sky.
“Of course. If something’s in this wine and we end up going overboard because of it… What are we going to do? Although I’m making an exception to be on the bottom for you tonight, I still have my limits. If you’re too rough, I won’t be able to take it.” Lan Kuang swirled the liquid in the glass, staring at its deep red color, his gaze as intense as if he were staring at a glass of poison.
“Then we don’t have to drink.” The man turned to place his glass down. Although he didn’t voice it out loud, it was obvious that he’d lost interest and wasn’t willing to play anymore.
Lan Kuang grabbed his wrist. “Don’t be angry. Why don’t you drink my glass then? I’ll take care of yours.” He exchanged wineglasses with the man and added, “Don’t you think this is fair?”
“All right.” The other quickly downed half of the wine that was in Lan Kuang’s glass. “Are you satisfied now?”
Lan Kuang stared at him. His expression and pose remained unchanged.
The man in the demon mask sighed. “Aren’t you too cautious? Here, why don’t you take the one I’ve drunk from? You can return my glass to me. It’s only a one-night stand. Why do you have to turn it into an assassination attempt?”
The man handed Lan Kuang’s glass back. He took the glass that was originally his and took a sip.
Lan Kuang took another glance at him, and finally drank the wine.
The minute Lan Kuang swallowed, the other man came over and took his glass, tossing it onto the carpet along with his own. He then pressed Lan Kuang down onto the bed, kissing and touching all the while.
The taste of the wine remained in Lan Kuang’s mouth, but he could feel the heat rising from his groin. It felt as if something were trying to burst through his body.
“Hey, you aren’t bad at taking the initiative.” Lan Kuang noticed that the other hadn’t spoken a single word; the man was purely focused on kissing him. Despite that, the man’s hands weren’t idle. They pulled at his clothes and smoothed over his body in an erratic dance. Lan Kuang could feel his body heating up. His eyes were also glazing over. Was his desire muddling with his head?
The man with the demon mask pulled off his belt. Lan Kuang thought, how could he let someone else do as they liked with him? He was determined to switch their positions. Just as he lifted his hand however, he felt his head spin. His body gave way and he fell back onto the bed. His body was hot to the point of agony.
Lan Kuang knew something was wrong. The next second, the man used the belt he’d taken off to bind Lan Kuang’s hands around the headboard. He then got up and took out a leather whip from the cupboard where he’d found the wine. The whip snapped through the air, the sharp sound filling the room. He stared down at the half-naked Lan Kuang, an ambiguous smile on his face and disdain in his eyes.
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Ran Feng Ge dilly-dallied slowly after Su Yi Mo down the corridor. Su Yi Mo pushed open the door leading into the private room he had reserved, indicating for Ran Feng Ge to enter. As soon as Ran Feng Ge entered the room, Su Yi Mo promptly closed and locked the door.
Touching his nose slightly, Ran Feng Ge asked, “Don’t tell me you still want to fight?”
Instead of answering, Su Yi Mo turned around and silently stared at Ran Feng Ge. His gaze was no longer as cold as it had been before.
Feeling uncomfortable being stared at, Ran Feng Ge stepped deeper into the room, making a beeline straight for the table once he spotted it. He sat himself on top of it, swinging his legs slightly. Not wanting to look up at Su Yi Mo, he could only continue looking at his toes as he asked, “So, what’s the matter?”
“I have something I need to ask of you.”
“Ah, is this what they call the carrot and the stick?” Ran Feng Ge replied with a raised eyebrow and a look full of reluctance.
“You started it first by attacking me without any reason.” Su Yi Mo emphasized, “I was only defending myself.”
“Tsk!” Ran Feng Ge clicked his tongue and rolled his eyes, “If you were being sincere, you’d stand there and let me hit you.”
“Why should I just stand here and let you hit me?”
“…That’s why I say you are insincere!” Ran Feng Ge refused to admit that the reason he played Su Yi Mo to trick Jing Qiu Han was because he was afraid of Su Yi Mo. That was why he decided to take the initiative to fight with him.
Besides, Su Yi Mo knowing that Ran Feng Ge pretended to be him to try and trick his little lover would make him very unhappy. Therefore, letting him do a little work out to soothe out those feelings would help.
See, isn’t Su Yi Mo so much more manageable now?
Su Yi Mo realized that it was getting a little difficult to maintain his iceberg persona.
He used to be someone who was very resolute in everything he did, one meant one, but now that Ran Feng Ge was in the picture, he found it very difficult to retain the same attitude. Even if he did try, what was the use if the other party refused to acknowledge it?
Just like now.
That fellow wearing a face identical to his own, sitting with both his legs dangling off the table, a look of stubbornness etched on his features, even Su Yi Mo was unable to find the drive to get angry.
Even though he had already let his anger out, he found that he was now filled with a feeling of helplessness.
“Can you first change your face back?” Su Yi Mo asked, resisting the urge to sigh out loud. Then, with a few strides, he stepped in front of Ran Feng Ge. Looking at his identical double before him, Su Yi Mo couldn’t help but feel as though it was some kind of out-of-body experience.
With a brief scratch on the cheek, Ran Feng Ge stated, “Why should I change back? I think this is quite nice.”
“I find it very awkward!” Seeing that Ran Feng Ge had no intention of doing anything, Su Yi Mo reached for the mask with the intention of ripping it off.
“Aiyah! Hurts, hurts, it hurts, be more gentle!” Ran Feng Ge had no choice but to follow the movement of the arm before him, as his face was being manipulated without his will. He was unable to form coherent sentences, “I’ll do it myself, I’ll do it! Let, let go… Argh…”
With a start, Su Yi Mo felt his spirits lift as he watched his doppelganger’s face turn red from his manipulation. Whatever he was pissed off about before.
Seeing the sides of Su Yi Mo’s lips curl upwards, a glimmer of relief shone through Ran Feng Ge’s eyes.
So long as he’s no longer angry…
Knowing his limits, Ran Feng Ge carefully felt along the junction of his cheek and ear base. He then retrieved a bottle of transparent makeup removal, which he carries along with him at all times. After what seemed like half a day, the mask was finally pulled off!
“Hu…” Releasing a breath, Ran Feng Ge glanced at Su Yi Mo from his peripheral vision and said, “So, we’ll talk about serious matters now?”
Su Yi Mo found himself staring at the slightly oxygen deprived face before him, blotches of red amid all that handsome smooth whiteness. Of course, it was only but a moment of distraction.
“Because of your little prank, I was indeed very angry. However, now that I have calmed down and have given it some thought, rather than hiding things from you, I might as well show you all my cards. Now that you’ve met Jing Qiu Han: his character, his movements, how he reacts in different situations… I am sure you should now know them like the back of your hand. Therefore, I would like you to listen very carefully to what I want to say next…” Su Yi Mo’s voice suddenly became very serious.
“Qiu Han is in fact being forced to do this. Throughout the years he has been by my side, he has indeed provided Lan Kuang information on Falcon, which led to the demise of my family’s business.”
“I did wonder at the beginning when I first accepted Qiu Han, if he approached me with a motive, but he has yet to let me down even after numerous trials.”
“Besides, I did use him to get back at Lan Kuang too… Thinking back, I suppose we can call it even.”
“The main reason Qiu Han refuses to be honest with me is because his little sister is still in the hands of Lan Kuang.”
“Therefore, you want to use this to your advantage. Provide me with some privy information and have me act as Jing Qiu Han to meet up with Lan Kuang to negotiate and rescue his sister. This way, both brother and sister will be under your protection, right?” Ran Feng Ge has always been quick to catch on. Su Yi Mo had just finished explaining himself and Ran Feng Ge was already able to guess what his next step was.
Ah… He is indeed an infatuated moron! Having already planned everything, even willing to sacrifice his own gains to come out on top in the end.
Su Yi Mo did feel a little guilty. When he first signed the contract with Ran Feng Ge, he had no intention of dragging him this far in. His only duty had been to mimic and act as Jing Qiu Han for a year in the entertainment circle to ensure that no suspicion was raised.
Alas, in the end, the plans of men are fallible. Now that Jing Qiu Han’s identity as a undercover spy was unknowingly exposed by Ran Feng Ge and Qiu Han did come clean to him, there was no way he could ignore the wellbeing of Qiu Han’s little sister. Therefore, the only choice was to rely on Ran Feng Ge.
He is capable of protecting himself, right?
Being dragged into all this… It shouldn’t… It shouldn’t be too dangerous right?
“I will add another 10 million to the contract fee for you.” Su Yi Mo muttered quietly, feeling very inadequate at the moment.
Not knowing what to say, Ran Feng Ge could only look down at the freshly removed mask in his hands. Pulling it this way and that, he said with an enigmatic voice, “You treat your little lover very well!”
“So… you…” Su Yi Mo didn’t know what was going on with his heart and all he could do was stutter uneasily.
Seeing his troubled expression, Ran Feng Ge felt a tug at his heartstrings and decided to quell the foreign emotion rising within him. Gripping the mask tightly in his fingers, Ran Feng Ge hopped off the desk, “Okay, deal!”
Before Su Yi Mo was even able to open his mouth to say his thanks, Ran Feng Ge continued, “But I want to see the money in my account first this time! Only once I have confirmed it will I do anything!”
“No problem! I will immediately call my people to transfer the funds into your account!” A rare expression of ecstasy to appeared upon Su Yi Mo’s face.
Silently, a mysterious emotion flashed through Ran Feng Ge’s eyes.
Su Yi Mo clasped his hands on top of Ran Feng Ge’s shoulders, “Even though you are paid to do this, I really need to thank you!”
“Then, I shall accept your thanks.” Ran Feng Ge replied nonchalantly.
Su Yi Mo gave those shoulders a tight squeeze, “Then I shall go and make the arrangments, we shall discuss more about this when we get home.”
“Okay.” He answered, flashing a perfect smile, without a hint of weakness.
Once Su Yi Mo had exited the room, the smile that had been plastered on Ran Feng Ge’s lips grew stiff. He lowered his head in a daze and stared at the wrinkled piece of fake skin. He lifted it up to his chest and wondered to himself. Why was he feeling so uneasy here? It was as though there was a huge rock sitting right on top of his chest making it very difficult to breathe.
Lang Ting Hotel.
“Boss, this is the information you requested!”
“Just put it there!” Lan Kuang waved his hand absentmindedly. After placing the document carefully next to the tea set, his subordinate exited the room Leaving Lan Kuang alone in the vast room.
It still seemed as though he had very casually dressed himself. He wore a pure white robe that was secured loosely at his waist while a glass of whiskey appeared to be glued to his hand at all times.
This was exactly what Lan Kuang was like, sprawled lazily across the sofa with half his bathrobe hanging off him, his well-sculptured chest exposed to the world.
If one were to look carefully, one would find that there was a very faint scar marring the surface of that otherwise perfect chest. Of course, that scar was already so faint that it was unnoticeable unless one knew where to look.
Actually, the scar that was on Lan Kuang’s chest was very similar to the one that can be found on the body of An Mu. They were both marked with an ‘X’.
Except, one of them was obvious, and the other was barely visible anymore.
Lan Kuang sipped at his whiskey slowly, enjoying the taste of it on his tongue. He leaned forward and reached for the document that had been placed down by his subordinate and balanced it on his knee, flipping it over to the first page.
It contained pictures of An Mu when he was still with him, newspaper articles, rumors – Everything.
His gaze shifted to another photograph, one that was blurred.
It was a group picture of two men.
Actually, it was not really a group picture. It was taken by a reporter, which Lan Kuang had intercepted. He then had the photo developed.
It’s been two years since then.
Both men’s faces were unable to be recognized, but even from the photo, both had an imposing aura.
The one that was in the midst of falling on to the bed, had on a Vampire Knight mask. While the other stood tall at the bedside looking like a dominatrix, had on a Demon mask.
That had been the night of a costume party. Normally, Lan Kuang was not one to join in on events such as that. However, it was a party organized by a few of his sponsors so Lan Kuang had been pressured to attend.
That night, Lan Kuang had donned a Vampire Knight mask. An Mu had been the one under the Demon’s mask.
All that was visible that night had been that pair of mesmerizingly cunning eyes that were peeking out from under the eyeholes of the Demon mask.
One look was all that was needed to entrap Lan Kuang’s heart.
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When Ran Feng Ge exited the room, Su Yi Mo’s underlings whom he had managed to lie to before, surrounded him before anything could be said – all thinking the same thought: they wanted to teach him a lesson.
With a roll of his eyes, Ran Feng Ge gave them a casual smile, his index finger lifting to his lips in a “hush” motion.
A few of the people were stunned as they watched the index point straight at them followed by it pulling back gently, indicating to them that they were free to attack him as they like.
Provoked by his taunting, Ran Feng Ge’s assailants all rushed up towards him together…
Without even breaking a sweat, Ran Feng Ge settled Su Yi Mo’s underlings with minimum hassle; leaving said underlings crumpled in a pile to the side.
Acting as though he were a rich old master, Ran Feng Ge rested his leg on the large shoulder of the last remaining man, with an overly dramatic show of dusting off the ends of his sleeves – at which the big man decided to fall backwards, the back of his skull meeting the floor with a thud, effectively knocking himself out.
With a yawn, Ran Feng Ge pulled his leg back and leaned against the wall lazily with his arms crossed slowly counting sheep―how slow!
It was only after a while that Su Yi Mo finally opened the room door.
Ran Feng Ge straightened his body and decided to be the first one to act, swinging his leg forward.
Su Yi Mo had not expected Ran Feng Ge to react pre-emptively. He had even planned to get back at him first, yet this man had the nerve to provoke him before he got the chance! Because of that, Su Yi Mo quickly reacted, shutting the room door while evading Ran Feng Ge’s attack, and with a quick turn threw a punch right back at Ran Feng Ge!
Ran Feng Ge could tell that his opponent meant business. He jumped backwards with a quickstep, aiming a straight kick at Su Yi Mo
The head of Falcon… He should be quite formidable, no?
Okay, Rang Feng Ge had no interest in seeing how far he could push Su Yi Mo’s fury, all he wanted was to trade moves with someone of high caliber.
Su Yi Mo did not disappoint. Su Yi Mo’s every move was clean and agile, when Ran Feng Ge kicked forward, Su Yi Mo dodged it efficiently, as soon as the leg cleared and was at its weakest angle, he reached out swiftly, grabbing the ankle, and throwing Ran Feng Ge with a surge of strength.
Ran Feng Ge had always been nimble, with a flip in mid-air; he righted himself, landing softly on the floor, before once again throwing himself at Su Yi Mo.
Su Yi Mo avoided the body slam, and aimed a blow at Ran Feng Ge’s solar plexus. Ran Feng Ge held his breath as his knee came up to meet Su Yi Mo’s advancing elbow, his arm snaking across Su Yi Mo’s neck in an attempt to slam him, but Su Yi Mo refused to allow himself to be brought down; he lowered his center of gravity and straightened his back. Instead, he wanted to throw Ran Feng Ge onto the ground.
Seeing that he was not going to reach the ground, and not touching the ground meant that he was unable to gather enough force, Ran Feng Ge grabbed at Su Yi Mo’s shirt collar to regain equilibrium.
Because of the sudden pull at his collar, Su Yi Mo was knocked off balance, forcing him to take two steps forward, his steps unfortunately colliding into the ankle of one of his recently knocked out subordinates – Su Yi Mo was unwilling to take another step as he was worried he might accidently step on someone and cause said person injury. He may have a distant personality, but that did not mean he was cold-blooded. And so, his only alternative was to allow himself to fall on to Ran Feng Ge.
Ran Feng Ge’s legs were also tangled up with the arms of the big guy from before, he was just about to right himself when Su Yi Mo appeared above him!
The weight of two people slamming against him was enough to jolt the unconscious man back into reality! With his blurred vision just clearing, the first thing he saw was his boss and… and his boss…?! Kissing?!
Ran Feng Ge’s back was aching, although there was someone to break his fall, it felt as though it had been nothing; the body of the big guy might as well have been steel!
Lifting his gaze, he caught Su Yi Mo’s agitated look.
I guess he didn’t think we’d end up kissing?
On the other hand, Ran Feng Ge felt nothing, they had already kissed on multiple occasions before, this was nothing new.
Su Yi Mo jumped up quickly, straightening himself at the side, anger and frustration on his face as he looked at the unfazed Ran Feng Ge.
Actually, the problem was not because he had kissed Ran Feng Ge, this was not even the first time they’d kissed, the problem was who the hell would want to kiss someone who looks identical to you?
Having allowed time to calm down, Su Yi Mo eyed Ran Feng Ge who was wearing his face, he was unable to let himself be angry anymore, after all, he can’t give his own face a punch can he?
“If you are done with this farce, come with me!” Su Yi Mo spat out as he headed down the corridor.
Ran Feng Ge used the back of his hand to rub at his still moist lips, an indescribable emotion bubbling up in his heart.
Having blanked out a little, Ran Feng Ge felt the curious stare from the subordinate under him. He lowered his arms, with a quick roll of his eyes, Ran Feng Ge turned around and stuck his tongue out at the big guy before standing up to follow behind Su Yi Mo.
Seeing his own boss stick out his tongue at him scared the big guy so much that he’d almost fainted. Su Yi Mo was definitely not someone who would do something like that, just who the hell was this genius? Impersonating the boss to cause chaos, and yet the boss did not get angry at him? What a miracle!
Should he tell the others that that the next time they see him, they should take a big detour?
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