Jiang Chiyan walked up to Xiao Cheng, shut the door in one swift motion, then turned and backed him into a corner.
Jiang Chiyan reached out and lightly poked Xiao Cheng's Adam's apple...
His fingertip trailed down from his Adam's apple, sliding across Xiao Cheng's chest through his shirt before finally hooking onto the metal buckle of his belt.
A flicker of awkwardness crossed Xiao Cheng's face. "What are you doing?"
Jiang Chiyan pinched Xiao Cheng's cheek with his other hand and said in a husky voice, "Chengcheng, I'm making you feel secure."
Xiao Cheng froze.
In a daze, he felt Jiang Chiyan take his hand and press it against his heart.
Beneath Xiao Cheng's palm... were Jiang Chiyan's warm chest and a fine metal chain.
Jiang Chiyan said-
"You tattooed the rose on my collarbone yourself."
"You put this metal chain on me, the one I can't take off."
"You left the hickeys on my body."
"Chengcheng, I'm yours. You're the only one I want to trade favors for sex with, no matter which of us is offering. I've never touched anyone else. I don't want to, and I'm not interested."
Jiang Chiyan spoke in a rush.
He was a lawyer, sharp-tongued in court and just as captivating when he spoke words of love.
Xiao Cheng looked up at him, then awkwardly averted his gaze, the tips of his ears a little red. "I believe you."
"Yanyan, I believe you."
"I rushed over because I was afraid public opinion would hurt you."
Xiao Cheng wrapped his arms around Jiang Chiyan's waist and asked, "Have you seen the post on the Fuguang Forum?"
The person behind the post had written a sprawling essay of more than two thousand Chinese characters.
It claimed that Jiang Chiyan had demanded a bribe from