Please Forget It

A service fee!? What service fee?

As Pei Yang frowned over it, another message came through: [Used up a box of condoms.]

"..."

He wanted reimbursement for a box of condoms, too? Was the chairman of a publicly listed company really that broke?

Pei Yang opened the transfer screen and entered "50." Before he could finish, Feng Wanting sent another message: [Plus the fee for servicing you all night.]

"..."

With a ding, another message arrived: [If you won't take responsibility, pay up. Give me whatever you think is fair.]

Anyone who didn't know better would think FK was going bankrupt tomorrow and its chairman had to turn tricks to pay off its debts.

Pei Yang cleared the "50" from the transfer amount and let out an irritated sigh.

"Pei Yang, are you fucking deaf?" Yin Sufang was still ranting.

"What is it?"

"I asked what's wrong with you! Did something happen? Who the hell was that guy?"

Wanting some fresh air, Pei Yang lowered the car window halfway. The cool breeze lifted his hair. Resting his cheek on his hand, he asked softly, "Have you ever hired a male escort?"

"What?" The change of subject was so abrupt that Yin Sufang frowned. "...Why are you asking?"

"Just curious."

Yin Sufang went quiet for so long that Pei Yang thought he wasn't going to answer. Then he said through gritted teeth, "Yes. So what?"

"You have?" Pei Yang asked. "How much... do they charge?"

"Anywhere from three hundred to two thousand. Depends on the quality."

Pei Yang sank into thought.

Feng Wanting's looks had to put him among the best of the best, the cream of the crop. He could make his showbiz debut on the spot without even sprucing himself up.

But his... skills really weren't that great.

...If it really had been his first time, that would explain it.

"What are you thinking about now?" Yin Sufang thought Pei Yang was acting incredibly strange today, as if something unholy had possessed him. "Don't tell me you want to go wild because of your breakup. You want to hire a male escort?"

"..."

"Then I'd advise you not to waste your money," Yin Sufang said reluctantly. "With your looks, just sit down in a gay bar and someone will hit on you within thirty seconds. But the people in those places are filthy, so you-"

"I slept with someone," Pei Yang suddenly cut in. "Now he's trying to squeeze money out of me. I... don't know how much to give him."

Yin Sufang: "?"

He had held back the whole drive, but he finally couldn't take it anymore. He slammed on the brakes and pulled over. "When did this happen? You mean that guy just now was..."

"Mm." With patient, polite seriousness, Pei Yang asked, "How much do you think I should give him?"

"I didn't even get a good look at him! Fuck, this is what you've been agonizing over the whole way? Who would've thought, Pei Yang? Your private life is pretty colorful."

"It was just... that one time."

Something occurred to Yin Sufang. "Was it the night your ex cheated on you?"

Pei Yang murmured another "Mm." Since he'd already said this much, a little more couldn't hurt. "I picked up some random guy off the street. I didn't think I'd run into him again, but now he's... trying to squeeze money out of me."

"You picked up some random guy off the street?" Yin Sufang repeated. "Is something wrong with your head? Aren't you afraid of catching something? Forget the money. Go to the hospital and get checked first."

As he spoke, Yin Sufang started to look up directions to a nearby hospital.

"No need." Pei Yang stopped him. "He... he said it was his first time. He probably doesn't have anything."

Feng Wanting was the chairman of FK. The people who met him probably had to burn incense, bathe, and dress in their finest first. How could he possibly have an STI?

Wait, wasn't Feng Wanting worried that I might have something? How could he have just rushed into...

He'd been so angry with Song Yixiao that he'd lost his head, but Feng Wanting had been perfectly clearheaded. If he'd just shoved him away hard enough, neither of them would have made this mistake.

"His first time?" Yin Sufang snorted. "Would you believe me if I said it was my first time?"

"Yes," Pei Yang answered without hesitation.

"It's been a long time since I met anyone as stupid as you." Yin Sufang pinched the bridge of his nose and started the car again. "Where are you living now? I'll take you home."

"No need, thanks. Just let me out here."

"Stay put." Yin Sufang locked the doors. "You said you don't know how much to give him, right? Let me work it out for you."

"...Oh."

Yin Sufang asked, "What does he look like?"

"Handsome," Pei Yang said mildly. Then, feeling that wasn't quite precise enough, he recalled Feng Wanting's face and added, "Very handsome."

"Really?" Having worked with Pei Yang for so long, Yin Sufang knew his temperament. He rarely praised anyone. If he called someone handsome, that person had to be an absolute knockout.

No wonder he'd lost control and casually jumped into bed with him.

This was the first time Yin Sufang had realized Pei Yang was such a sucker for a pretty face.

Yin Sufang asked again, "How was he in bed?"

"...I'm not sure how to judge that."

"I mean, did he..." Never in his wildest dreams had Yin Sufang imagined he'd discuss something like this with Pei Yang. He stumbled over his words and only continued after they'd passed an intersection. "How was the foreplay? Did he lick you? Did he spend more time moving himself or lying on the bed? Did his... his moans sound good?"

"..."

Pei Yang found this rather odd.

Yin Sufang had taken him for a top.

Unable to help himself, he pressed his lips together and smiled.

"!? What are you smiling at?" Yin Sufang turned to him in confusion and saw his slightly flushed earlobes. The faintest curve lifted his lips, like a cold gleam along a blade of snow, yet the corners of his eyes shone with the fleeting tremor of fresh snow shaken from a pine branch.

Still driving, Yin Sufang quickly turned back to the road. Luckily, there weren't many cars ahead, so getting distracted by that smile hadn't caused an accident.

"I-I mean," Yin Sufang stammered, a rare occurrence, "how was the experience for you?"

"He was a little inexperienced."

"The process was okay."

-He was a quick learner.

"Overall, it was... pretty good," Pei Yang concluded.

"Just give him a thousand," Yin Sufang said irritably.

"A thousand... isn't that a lot?"

"You said yourself he was inexperienced. A male escort who charges two thousand a night has to have both the looks and the skills," Yin Sufang said. "If you ask me, you don't need to give him anything. At most, this was... a one-night stand. You picked him up on the street, not at a club. Even if he went to the police, it wouldn't do him any good. You both consented."

Pei Yang didn't dare tell Yin Sufang that the man he'd slept with was none other than their boss's boss's boss.

Forget it. I'll pay the highest rate and call it an expensive lesson. The next time I feel impulsive, this can serve as a warning.

Pei Yang opened his phone and transferred another two thousand, adding a message: [I'm truly sorry about that night. My means are limited, so this is all I can give you. Once you've accepted the money, please forget it.]

"..."

Feng Wanting's phone chimed twice in succession. Before he could reach for it, Wei Ziyun snatched it away.

Wearing a suit identical to Feng Wanting's, Wei Ziyun declared smugly, "Let me see! My plan is absolutely foolproof!"