After taking two deep breaths, Shen Yannian decided not to hold it against the little fellow.
"Didn't you say you wanted to see where I lived? Let's go-"
Shen Yannian stood up first, set Su Cimu securely on the floor, then took his hand and headed outside.
And our spoiled Young Master Su actually put up no resistance, letting him lead him into the car and all the way to Shen Yannian's home.
"Second Master, you're back... Isn't this Third Young Master's fiancé? How come..."
Butler Shen was very surprised to see Su Cimu standing beside Shen Yannian.
Hadn't Second Master gone to Third Young Master's engagement banquet? Why had he brought Third Young Master's fiancé home?
"He's my fiancé now. Xiao Ci, this is Uncle Shen. He handles all the household affairs, big and small. If you need anything from now on, just ask him."
Before Butler Shen could recover from Shen Yannian's words, Su Cimu walked over to him.
"Hello, Uncle Shen. My name is Su Cimu. From what you just said, you probably know me, but you got my status wrong. My fiancé is Shen Yannian, not that bastard Shen Kezhou," Su Cimu said with a faint smile at Butler Shen.
Butler Shen was thoroughly bewildered, but nodded anyway.
Seeing how readily Butler Shen caught on, Su Cimu nodded in satisfaction.
"Then, Second Master, will the young gentleman be sharing your room tonight, or staying in a guest room?"
Uncle Shen really couldn't figure out where their relationship stood, so he asked.
"Of course I'll stay in a guest-"
"He can just sleep in my room."
"Huh? What gives you the right to decide for me? We only met today, and you already want to do this and that to me, you old pervert!"
When Su Cimu heard Shen Yannian tell Uncle Shen that he would be sleeping in the same room as the old man tonight, he bristled again and snapped back without watching his words.
Uncle Shen couldn't bear to listen, so he simply left, letting Second Master and the young gentleman spend some time building their relationship.
Hearing Su Cimu call him an "old pervert" over and over, Shen Yannian frowned in displeasure.
"Su Cimu, call me an old pervert one more time, and see if I don't have you tonight."
The look Shen Yannian gave Su Cimu was full of danger and menace, making Su Cimu instinctively feel pressured.
"Then tell me, why won't you let me sleep in a guest room? Can you honestly say you aren't planning to get handsy with me?" Su Cimu glared at him, his cheeks puffed out and defiance written all over his face.
"Su Cimu, I'm already thirty. I have no intention of having a marriage of convenience with you. I have every right a fiancé should have. Understand?"
Shen Yannian rubbed between his brows, finding it rather exhausting to talk to someone ten years his junior.
"B-but... that's still too fast! At least give me some time to adjust. Who goes to bed together on the very first day they meet?" Su Cimu argued with complete conviction.
"I'll give you an hour to adjust. Is that enough?"
Shen Yannian asked this so casually that Su Cimu was left dumbfounded.
"Aaaah, you old pervert! I'll fight you! You can kill a man, but you can't humiliate him!"
With a surge of hot blood, Su Cimu charged at Shen Yannian, trying to ram his head into Shen Yannian's waist and stomach.
Before he could touch Shen Yannian, he was subdued.
Shen Yannian caught both his hands in just one of his own, and only then did Su Cimu feel truly threatened.
Before he could think of a way to escape, Shen Yannian slung him over his shoulder and headed straight for the bedroom.
"Aaaah! Shen Yannian, let go of me! I'll fight you! You're taking advantage of me! Aaaah! You want to sleep with me? Not a chance!!!"
Su Cimu's shouts filled the entire villa.
Hearing Su Cimu's voice, Uncle Shen turned a deaf ear, treating it as nothing more than a little marital playfulness between the young gentleman and his Second Master.
Carrying Su Cimu, Shen Yannian locked the bedroom door with one hand, then tossed him onto the bed none too gently and closed in, step by step.
Before Su Cimu could get up from the bed, Shen Yannian pinned him down firmly.
He covered Su Cimu's mouth with one hand and raised his hands above his head with the other, holding them fast.
It was an utterly helpless position, and the first time Young Master Su had ever been reduced to such a state.
"Su Cimu, I gave you a chance. You're the one who didn't appreciate it."
Shen Yannian's gaze burned with desire, his warm breath spilling across Su Cimu's neck.
At that moment, Su Cimu was like a little lamb waiting for slaughter, pitiful and adorable:
His watery eyes glared at Shen Yannian, full of defiance and humiliation.
Yet the sight filled Shen Yannian with the desire to conquer him.
A year ago, from his very first glimpse of the young master at the Shen Family's ancestral home, Shen Yannian had wanted to devour him, bones and all.
But at the time, he was the boyfriend his nephew had brought to the ancestral home to meet the family.
Even though Shen Yannian had taken a fancy to the young master at first sight, he had disdained making a move on him.
But things were different now. He had fallen out with Shen Kezhou and delivered himself right to Shen Yannian's lips. What reason was there not to take a bite?
Only by possessing him completely could he deny him the chance to escape.
"Xiao Ci, I'm no saint, but keeping my word is something I can still manage. I said that if you called me an old pervert again, I'd have you tonight, and I certainly will. I said I'd give you an hour to adjust, and I'll give you that too. Don't think about running away. We're tightly bound together now. Before you do anything, you might want to give the Su Family's interests some more thought."
After saying this, Shen Yannian released Su Cimu.
Su Cimu immediately sat up and looked warily at Shen Yannian:
"You old... old beast! You're using the Su Family to threaten me?"
Shen Yannian looked at Su Cimu with a hint of puzzlement:
"Xiao Ci, we're already engaged. You have no reason to refuse my intimacy. You want to use me, yet give me nothing sweet in return? Surely you can't keep every advantage in the world to yourself?" Shen Yannian said with a soft laugh.
While he was still in the mood, he could reason with the youngster.
"Then I can give you something else in return. You can't... can't force me..."
When had the ever-troublesome Young Master Su experienced anything like this? The pressure Shen Yannian exerted seeped into his bones and frightened him.
"But what will you do if this is the only reward I want?"
Shen Yannian unhurriedly coaxed his prey:
To get his prey to fall willingly into his arms, he could spend a little more patience and time.
Su Cimu fell silent:
He admitted that he had been the one to pull Shen Yannian into his camp tonight, but he hadn't considered that Shen Yannian was someone whose status put him beyond anyone he could afford to provoke!
It was already too late for regrets now...
Seeing that Su Cimu seemed to be seriously considering what he had just said, Shen Yannian's expression eased considerably:
"Baby, give it a try with me. You'll like it."
Under Shen Yannian's repeated coaxing, Su Cimu surrendered with a shameful lack of backbone.
"Then you have to promise me... You can't be mean to me anymore. You can only cherish me, and you can't threaten me again either, or I'll... or I'll really get angry, the kind where I won't speak to you for the rest of my life!"
Young Master Su's threat carried no intimidation at all, yet Shen Yannian couldn't help taking it seriously.
He rubbed the wrists he had squeezed red earlier, his tone full of gentle ease:
"All right, I promise, sweetheart-"
The way Shen Yannian called him "sweetheart" made Su Cimu's ears turn red, leaving him very flustered:
"Why do you have so many ridiculous names for me? Don't call me that!"
Su Cimu glared at Shen Yannian with kittenish ferocity and warned him.
Shen Yannian chuckled softly, scooped him straight into his arms, and headed directly for the bathroom.