Before long, Liang Tian was seeing stars and had lost all sense of where he was.
"What's with your friend? Why does he keep plying Xiao Tiantian with drinks?"
Su Cimu couldn't help protesting on Liang Tian's behalf.
Shen Yannian glanced up at Fang Youwei, then said mildly:
"I'll have him take your cousin home later. It's fine."
Su Cimu pursed his lips. He wanted to say more but didn't know how to put it, so he simply shut his mouth.
"That's it for tonight. I'm taking my darling home. He's your responsibility."
Shen Yannian pointed at Liang Tian, who had fallen asleep sprawled over the table, and spoke to Fang Youwei.
Fang Youwei made an "OK" gesture, indicating that he would make sure Liang Tian got home safely.
Su Cimu had thought their night out at the bar was over, but he hadn't expected there to be a sequel.
Once home, the two of them showered together. Shen Yannian behaved himself the entire time, keeping his hands to himself.
After they left the bathroom, however, Shen Yannian seemed to become a different person. He gripped Su Cimu's wrist tightly and pinned him against the edge of the bed:
"Aren't you such a good dancer? Dance for me now. You're not sleeping tonight unless you do."
Shen Yannian's expression was icy, his attitude utterly unyielding, leaving no room for negotiation.
At Shen Yannian's words, Su Cimu outright called him an old pervert.
"I'm tired. I don't want to dance."
"Oh? You were swaying so nicely on the dance floor, letting all those people watch. Now that you're home, you can't dance for me alone? Am I not attractive enough for Young Master Su?"
"Shen Yannian, stop being unreasonable. Those are two separate matters. Don't try anything, or I'll call the police and have you arrested!"
Shen Yannian paid no mind whatsoever to Su Cimu's threat.
"Go ahead. Let's see whether the police care about a little fun between husbands."
Shen Yannian was utterly confident, not the slightest bit worried about Su Cimu calling the police.
He sat at the edge of the bed, his gaze fixed on Su Cimu, refusing to let him escape.
In the end, Young Master Su swallowed the humiliation and danced the routine he had performed at the bar that night once more.
Shen Yannian watched until his eyes reddened. Before Su Cimu could finish, he pressed him onto the bed and began tormenting him all night long.
And the rule Su Cimu had previously set for him-three times a week, no more than an hour each time-was broken that night too.
When Su Cimu woke early the next morning, he saw that Shen Yannian had transferred him three million in "breach-of-contract penalties."
Su Cimu gritted his teeth, then threw his phone under his pillow.
Fuck! That beast Shen Yannian had pinned me down and done it four times last night. Wasn't he afraid of screwing himself to death?
More importantly, he wasn't even here when I woke up this morning. He'd just upped and left, then transferred three million in penalties. I suddenly feel like one of those rent boys selling their asses! This is insulting!
But Su Cimu soon consoled himself: Who among those people selling themselves could command a price as high as mine? Three million in one night. I'm definitely the top of the top earners!
Thinking of it that way made Su Cimu feel much better. He got out of bed, cleaned himself up, and went downstairs for lunch.
"Young sir, Second Master said to get ready. He'll pick you up at four this afternoon to take you to the old residence for the old master's birthday banquet."
Butler Shen told Su Cimu this as soon as he came downstairs.
"Oh, I almost forgot about that. I still need to go home and pick up the birthday gift I prepared for the old master. Old Shen, arrange for a driver to take me back."
"Of course, young sir. Please have lunch first. I'll have the driver take you back once you've finished."
Su Cimu nodded, then went to the dining room and began eating.
Su Cimu returned to the Su Family home, sneaked into his father's storeroom, took a piece of calligraphy and painting by a master of traditional Chinese painting, and slipped back to Huaishan Manor.
At three, a makeup artist and a stylist arrived at the house to do Su Cimu's hair.
Once his styling was done, Su Cimu changed into the formal suit Shen Yannian had prepared for him and tied a Windsor knot. He looked like a little prince from a Western aristocratic family.
When Shen Yannian returned to Huaishan Manor to pick Su Cimu up, he was utterly dumbstruck.
"What, am I so handsome you're speechless?"
Su Cimu had always known he was handsome. Plenty of people at school pursued him, so he was very confident in his looks.
"Yes, very cute. Like a little prince." Shen Yannian chuckled, walked over to him, and took his hand.
"If you don't know how to give compliments, don't. Who calls a man cute? I'm very manly, okay? I could knock someone down with one punch. Believe it or not!"
"I believe you. Come on. It takes an hour to get to the old residence. We'll be late."
Smiling, Shen Yannian led Su Cimu into the car. He sat with him in the back while the driver drove.
"Why aren't we taking my sports car? It's seriously eye-catching, okay?" Su Cimu grumbled.
"Darling, it's my father's birthday. We'd better not steal his thunder. If he has a heart attack, he'll try to pin it on us."
"Fine."
Barely persuaded by Shen Yannian's reasoning, Su Cimu sat obediently in the back seat.
Shen Yannian manually raised the partition between the front and back seats. It not only blocked the view but was also highly soundproof.
Seeing this, Su Cimu looked wary:
"What are you doing? We're going to your dad's birthday banquet. Don't try anything!"
"Darling, I'm not that oblivious to the occasion. I just wanted to ask how your body's feeling. It's not something the driver should hear," Shen Yannian explained helplessly.
"Tch, who knows whether you're telling the truth? Only now do you think to care about me? Let me tell you, it's too late!"
Su Cimu folded his arms across his chest, making it clear he wouldn't forgive him!
"It's my fault. You looked so beautiful dancing, darling, that I couldn't hold back. I'm sorry."
"You're always quick to apologize, but you never change! I've never met anyone who breaks his word as much as you!"
"Breaks his word? Darling, didn't you receive the penalty payment I transferred? I sent it as soon as I woke up this morning. I've kept our agreement in mind all along." Shen Yannian teased him, looking rather brazen.
"Hmph. You owed me that penalty anyway. But now I'm angry, so you'll have to find another way to appease me. Otherwise, you're sleeping alone in the study tonight, and don't even think about touching me all week!"
Oh, now that was a very serious threat to Shen Yannian.
Shen Yannian began pondering how to appease the little troublemaker in his arms, but even by the time they reached the Shen Residence, he still hadn't thought of a concrete solution.
"Darling, come to the birthday banquet with me first. I'll keep trying to appease you later."
"Hmph, I'd do that without you telling me. I'm not that oblivious to the occasion either."
Su Cimu raised his chin haughtily, then glanced at Shen Yannian, signaling for him to get out and open the car door!
Shen Yannian smiled indulgently and did as he wished. He got out, came around to Su Cimu's side, and personally opened the door for him before taking his hand and helping him out.
Quite a few guests had already arrived at the Shen Residence. When they saw Shen Yannian's car stop at the entrance, they instinctively fell silent.
Who would have thought they would see Second Master Shen, who had always looked down on everyone and disdained exchanging pleasantries with anyone, personally opening a car door for someone? The protective way he hovered over Su Cimu made everyone else terribly envious!