Xiao Ci, You Don't Want To Be (02)

Feeling Fu Yang's body stiffen, Xue Ci was so frightened that she almost stopped breathing.

His eyes widened, welling with tears, his fingers frozen in mid-air, like a startled rabbit, cautiously watching the man on the bed.

Fortunately, the man only frowned and showed no intention of opening his eyes.

Xue Ci exhaled, her whole body emitting damp, warm air.

Realizing he was still sitting on Fu Yang, he carefully lifted himself up, but his thigh accidentally brushed against something very hot.

When her gaze shifted to that direction, Xue Ci was completely stunned.

The suit trousers were stretched to an unimaginable height.

The medicine seems to be very effective...

Xue Ci's cheeks burned, and she awkwardly looked away.

It was particularly difficult to undress the tall man. His knees, calves, and toes were all tense as he rubbed against the sheets, leaning slightly to lift the man's back.

It's so heavy.

Xue Ci's arm was pressed down by Fu Yang's back several times, but fortunately the medicine was strong enough that he showed no signs of waking up, even though his forehead was covered in sweat.

The shirt was finally taken off.

Xue Ci was unwilling to go through the trouble of helping him take off his pants, and as a result, the system judged her as unqualified.

AI Voice Without Mercy: [The host needs to make the person believe that you had a sexual relationship, but since you weren't even fully undressed, it's not convincing.]

Xue Ci: "..."

Xue Ci really couldn't refute it.

He reluctantly pushed his body back, but luckily the pants were easier to take off than the shirt. It was just a bit embarrassing when he took off his underwear, as he burned his hands several times.

Taking off her clothes took a lot of time, Xue Ci out of bed and stood by the bed, quickly unbuttoning her shirt in order to take the picture as soon as possible.

Unbeknownst to him, the man on the bed had a clear view of his slender, fair waist and the tiny bit of pink on his chest.

Fu Yang was extremely agitated.

Despite all precautions, including guarding against Song Tanhai, he couldn't prevent other people with ulterior motives from drugging him.

But this Song Xueci... she's really bold.

She actually dared to strip off the clothes of an adult male whose size was so much smaller than her own.

Still in this kind of hotel room.

In other words, when you meet him, you have a strong will and are completely indifferent to romantic relationships.

Of course, running into him wasn't exactly good luck.

Fu Yang scoffed inwardly.

He described himself as not a good person, even despicable.

Having been framed and humiliated like this, stripped naked, they certainly wouldn't let it go so easily.

With veins bulging, Fu Yang pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheek.

A few seconds later, the mattress next to me gently sank, and it felt like a sweet and soft glutinous rice ball had bumped into me.

Fu Yang tensed up.

What's going on?

Does Song Xueci know what she's doing?

Lying in a hotel bed with a stranger, a man many times stronger than himself, he knew that if he wanted, he could wake up immediately, pin him down, and do whatever he wanted with him—lift his legs to his shoulders, fill his stomach, whatever.

Fu Yang's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably.

My throat is dry, like it's on fire.

He thought Song Xueci took off her clothes to blackmail him with photos, but now she's actually sleeping next to him.

Or... was it his body that attracted her?

As soon as this thought crossed his mind, Fu Yang's blood boiled, and he could feel the boneless body clinging to his arm.

What's the next step?

Fu Yang slightly lifted his eyelids; he could no longer tolerate anyone touching him like that.

However, the sensation on my arm quickly disappeared.

It seemed they had just been taking pictures, Song Xueci had no intention of continuing.

That's good. Otherwise, he really wouldn't have let it go so easily.

Fu Yang's body was still exposed to the air. Xue Ci helped cover him with a blanket, then went to the outer room and sent a message to Song Tanhai saying that the matter was completed.

Song Tanhai did not reply.

Xue Ci waited a few minutes. His shoulders hunched as his upper body became bare, so he casually picked up the bathrobe hanging on the wall.

He sat on a very high chair, his thin, white calves dangling in mid-air, his slender white ankles and foot bones protruding, covered with tiny veins.

She was wearing disposable hotel slippers.

It's soft and limp.

Fu Yang stared at that section of calf.

He never expected Song Xueci be so stupid, not even realizing that he had woken up.

Her feet dangled in the air. They were so thin that they probably wouldn't have much force to step on a man; in fact, they would probably be tormented and turned pink.

The exposed skin was either very white or very pink.

Taking a few more steps closer, Xue Ci's face became clearer. Her eyelashes were drooping, thick and quiet, and her profile, if stared at for a while, resembled a delicate porcelain doll.

She's alright looking.

As the shadow fell, Xue Ci finally realized someone was approaching and nervously stood up from her chair.

He looked at Fu Yang, who had already woken up.

So tall...

Xue Ci breathing heavily and quickly took two steps back.

Her earlobes turned pink from anxiety.

Fortunately, Fu Yang knew how to put on his pants himself, so the situation wasn't too awkward.

Xue Ci let out a breath and noticed that the atmosphere in the room had become tense. The man was looking at her with a scrutinizing gaze and a blank expression.

Fu Yang was tall and imposing, with cold, aloof features. His broken eyebrows and sharp features added to his imposing presence.

It sent a chill down one's spine.

Xue Ci her phone tightly, her voice trembling with nervousness.

Little did he know that the oversized bathrobe revealed his delicate and handsome collarbone and beautiful neckline.

"Who are you?"

After a long silence, Fu Yang finally spoke, his voice hoarse and cold.

"I..." Xue Ci paused. He rarely did anything wrong, but once he did, his heart pounded so hard it felt like it would burst out of his chest. He didn't answer the question, but instead framed someone, "You dragged me in."

Fu Yang narrowed his eyes.

Even though he knew the whole story, he insisted on wasting time with Song Xueci, as if watching her reaction was quite interesting.

He didn't understand what was wrong with him either.

He simply raised an eyebrow and asked, "What do you mean?"

Xue Ci pursed her lips. "I was in the hallway, and you suddenly pulled me in, and then..."

He didn't continue speaking, but most people could understand what he meant.

But Fu Yang seemed still not fully awake, a faint twitch at the corner of his lips. "Just what?"

Um?

Xue Ci's lips were dry from nervousness. She unconsciously licked them, and that small patch of her lip immediately became shiny.

He used a more euphemistic wording. "... bullying me."

Then he heard Fu Yang scoff softly.

"I was drunk, and I took advantage of you?" The man's tone became less serious, and instead rose in pitch. If it weren't for the deep quality of his voice, he would have sounded like a thug trying to provoke someone.

"How did I bully you? Did I throw you on the bed and take off your clothes?"

As if he had been exposed, Xue Ci paused, his eyelashes trembling slightly, his delicate eyebrows furrowing as if he were trying to think of a dignified way to answer him.

Fu Yang's gaze was fixed on that face without any restraint.

He had looked into Song Xueci; she was a pure and innocent well-behaved student who probably wouldn't even utter words like "do" or "sleep," let alone any other offensive trash talk.

But he wasn't a good person; he just enjoyed watching people look helpless and pathetic.

Xue Ci finally found a reasonable explanation for their behavior. "You took advantage of me while I was drunk."

He looked at Fu Yang, and their eyes met.

The feeling was like being stared at by a wild beast and licked by its rough tongue.

Xue Ci's shoulders involuntarily hunched.

Fu Yang's expression didn't change much, and it was impossible to tell whether he believed or disbelieved what he had said.

Xue Ci thought that if the other party believed him, he would stick to his original plan and make them take responsibility; if they didn't believe him, he would produce the photos and insist that they had had a relationship.

However, Fu Yang replied with something that surprised him.

"Yeah."

"Then let me see your stomach."

Xue Ci was dumbfounded, her eyes became rounded and dull, and she stood there blankly.

It's very annoying to outsiders.

"Wh-what?"

A soft, sweet voice escaped from her nasal cavity.

Fu Yang's eyelids twitched slightly at his appearance, and his heart felt as if it had been gently scratched by a claw, leaving half of his body feeling tingly and numb.

His voice was low and husky, his gaze lingering like a snake, inch by inch downwards, landing on the untied bathrobe belt.

"If I were to have sex with you while drunk, I'd definitely get you pregnant."

What are you saying?

Are you talking about pregnancy?

Xue Ci looked dazed.

As if suddenly realizing something, he was clearly stunned, and his blood rushed to his head.

Perhaps because he felt guilty, Xue Ci couldn't realize that these words could almost be called sexual harassment. He bit his lip and nervously wrapped his bathrobe tighter around himself.

Of course, he wouldn't let the other person see his stomach.

After all, nothing happened.

Her cheeks flushed, and Xue Ci, like a ripe peach, blushed at the corners of her eyes.

This left Fu Yang, who was confronting him at that moment, in a daze.

--Did I really do those things? Otherwise, why would I feel so wronged?

"You... you didn't have time to do these things..." Xue Ci was forced to say these shameful words, wishing he could disappear into the ground. He gritted his teeth and clung to the other person, "Anyway, you did something very bad to me."

Her voice was weak, tinged with a barely audible sob. "It's my first time, it hurts so much."

What do we do now?

Fu Yang's eyelids twitched violently at his mention of "the first time".

He looked so pitiful. If he hadn't been awake, he would have doubted whether he had actually done those things to Song Xueci.

He's been lying non-stop since just now.

The part about not having experience is true.

Fu Yang recalled Song Xueci's awkward movements as she helped him take off his shirt, and how she was so startled by even the slightest touch of his fingers on his skin that she immediately withdrew them.

How could you possibly gain experience like that? You're so timid.

I bet they've never even been in a relationship.

They've never even kissed.

A strange sensation surged from my limbs throughout my body, indescribable.

Fu Yang felt a chill run down his spine. He opened his mouth, about to say something, when his cell phone rang in his pants pocket.

He looked away and took out his phone to glance at the screen.

They were his men; they had contacted him before faking being drunk, telling him to come find him if things went wrong.

Fu Yang thought he would be kidnapped and extorted, but he didn't expect her to stick to him with this kind of thing.

It wasn't appropriate for anyone to see him and Song Xueci in this state.

Fu Yang answered the phone.

The call ended in less than half a minute, my fingers swiping back and forth on the screen.

Fearing that he would run away and fail to complete the mission, Xue Ci boldly took a few steps forward and blocked Fu Yang's path.

Fu Yang understood his intention and glanced at his slender waist.

He's so thin, you could pick him up with one hand, who could he possibly stop?

"Buzz"--

Xue Ci's phone vibrated quickly.

He thought it was Song Tanhai, but when he picked it up, he found it was an unfamiliar number.

Just as he was about to hang up, he heard Fu Yang speak above his head.

My phone number.

I'm busy right now, I'll contact you again later.

Xue Ci looked at him with a puzzled expression.

Fu Yang: "Didn't you say I have to take responsibility for sleeping with you?"

"Oh." Xue Ci realized what was happening and saw him go back into the inner room to get his shirt, seemingly about to leave, so she immediately followed. Unexpectedly, the man suddenly turned around, and she almost bumped into his chest.

Fu Yang had a habit of exercising, and his body was very strong, with two large, bulging muscles.

Xue Ci awkwardly stepped back, her voice slurred, "Then you absolutely have to call me."

She's already attached to him so quickly.

It's like he's already her boyfriend.

Fu Yang didn't want to reply, but when he glanced at Chao Xue Ci, she was looking up at him with her fair face full of expectation.

My heart inexplicably swelled.

After a few seconds of silence, he finally spoke, "Understood."

*

After Fu Yang left, Xue Ci heard the sound of the mission being completed.

I want to be a canary.

He thought.

After changing his clothes, Song Tanhai finally returned to the room after waiting for more than ten minutes.

"Xiao Ci, thank you! Dad is finally saved!"

Song Tanhai was very agitated. Fu Yang had just called him, subtly mocking and bribing him, even going so far as to use his own son. But Song Tanhai was a cunning old fox; he immediately realized that Fu Yang's call was because he was interested in Xue Ci!

Otherwise, they would have simply hired someone to do it; they wouldn't have called personally.

"Xiao Ci, did Fu Yang leave you his contact information?" Song Tanhai tried to put his hand on Xue Ci's shoulder, but she dodged him. He was stunned for a moment, realizing that Xue Ci was unhappy about this and that a distance had formed between them.

His emotions wavered slightly, and Song Tanhai felt a pang of guilt, but it was quickly overwhelmed by the hope that the debt might be offset. From the day he adopted Xue Ci, he had never mistreated her. Now that he was in such big trouble, Xue Ci should learn to be sensible and help him.

Song Tanhai transferred a considerable sum of money to Xue Ci: "Buy yourself some nice clothes, and send Fu Yang messages often, but not too frequently, understand?"

Xue Ci felt a bit disgusted, but obediently nodded.

Song Tanhai then said he had something to do and told him to leave the hotel, take a taxi home, and not wander off.

Xue Ci's tense nerves finally relaxed after she entered the elevator.

Unfortunately, luck wasn't on his side, and he ran into a drunkard just as he was about to exit the elevator.

The other person also looked like a young man, reeking of alcohol, with red wine stains on his white shirt.

Xue Ci wrinkled her nose and moved aside.

However, the other person blocked his way and asked if he was an artist from some entertainment company who was about to debut, as they had never seen him before.

She even tried to grab his wrist.

Xue Ci hid far away, just about to find a gap to run away, when she heard the drunkard howl.

Xue Ci over and saw a man holding down the drunkard's wrist.

The movements looked effortless, but the drunkard's wailing sounded like a dislocated shoulder.

He glanced at the man who had intervened to help.

The other person was tall and wore a very old-fashioned traditional three-piece suit, but looked younger than I had imagined.

With his eyebrows lowered and the light falling, his face exuded an aura of authority that made him appear dignified and imposing without even trying.

"Thanks."

Seeing that the drunkard had been subdued, Xue Ci did not linger any longer and quickened her pace to leave the banquet.

On the way, 11 told him that the man who had helped him was Fu Qingxiao.

Is he Fu Qingxiao?

Fu Qingxiao is the protagonist's uncle and the only person in the Fu Family who doesn't look down on the protagonist.

He has a good character, but he seems a bit serious.

Xue Ci home very late. After a long day, he washed up and went straight to bed without looking at his phone.

I woke up at 10 a. m. the next day.

Song Tanhai's room was still the same; he must have stayed out all night.

11: [He made some money from his investments, and last night he went gambling again.]

Xue Ci frowned.

Gambling addiction not only harms the family.

Xue Ci ignored him, opened her phone, and while waiting for lunch, scrolled through the messages Jiang Shu had sent.

He's received hundreds of messages from the other person in the past two days, all asking why he wanted to break up, whether he did something wrong, and if he could change.

Xue Ci couldn't bear it and replied: [It's just a little inappropriate.]

The reply came almost instantly: [Where are you now? Can I come find you?]

Xue Ci: [I'm going back to school this afternoon.]

He broke up with her hastily, just like in the original storyline, and Jiang Shu didn't cling on like he does now; instead, he politely replied with "okay."

Xue Ci thought breaking up would be easy.

After all, they had only been dating for half a month and didn't have a deep relationship.

But given the current situation... Jiang Shu seemed unable to believe he had been dumped. Xue Ci thought she would wait until they returned to school to talk to him face to face, and if that didn't work, they could get back together and let Jiang Shu dump him this time.

He didn't reply to Jiang Shu, but opened the missed calls in his contacts and saved Fu Yang's number.

While I was editing a note, 11 suddenly popped up: [How about I call him "Stomach-Nourishing Bro"? Hehe!]

"..."

11 can be quite mischievous sometimes.

In order to advance the plot, Xue Ci needs to take the initiative to send messages to this future sugar daddy.

But not knowing what to send, she simply sent, "Hello, my name is Song Xueci."

Given the extent of Fu Yang's dislike for him, he probably won't get a reply.

Xue Ci put down her phone, finished her lunch in peace, and then carried her backpack back to school.

As the weather turned cooler, he wore a light blue denim jacket, radiating youthful energy.

Just a few minutes after returning to the dormitory, Jiang Shu came over and earnestly reflected on his personality flaws, saying that he would definitely correct any mistakes he had made.

This made Xue Ci feel extremely guilty.

Finally, she nodded and agreed to get back together.

Fortunately, the progress bar didn't rewind.

Xue Ci breathed a sigh of relief. Jiang Shu excitedly picked him up, feeling a little dizzy from the swaying of his vision. Xue Ci put his arm around his shoulder and said, "... Senior?"

Jiang Shu withdrew the infatuation from his eyes and looked up, once again adopting the demeanor of a gentle senior.

The two reconciled, and Jiang Shu took it all as Xue Ci playing a prank on him, completely forgetting how crazy he had been these past two days.

As evening approached, he invited Xue Ci out for dinner.

The two walked through the school, their height and looks making them a perfect match.

It is undoubtedly a sight to behold.

Fu Yang smiled as he looked through the car window.

His smile became somewhat distorted, and his handsome face turned gloomy.

As soon as Xue Ci stepped out of the school's back gate, her phone vibrated a few times.

Click to open --

The message was sent by Fu Yang.

[Behind the school.]

[Black car.]

[Photo. jpg.]

I'll only wait five minutes.

The progress bar has increased a little bit more.

Xue Ci closed her phone. "Sorry, I have something to do. I'll contact you later, okay?"

Jiang Shu naturally wanted to know what Xue Ci, but since they had just reconciled, he didn't dare say anything unnecessary and obediently agreed, "I'll wait for you at the library. Don't stay up too late, or your stomach will get upset from hunger."

Xue Ci, and without even saying goodbye, ran off to another street.

There were too many unlicensed taxis nearby, and it was ten minutes later that Xue Ci finally found Fu Yang's car.

Fortunately, Fu Yang has no sense of time; five minutes and ten minutes should be about the same.

As soon as he got near the car door, it was pushed open from the inside.

In the back seat of the car, Fu Yang's face was hidden in the darkness, his indifferent aura chilling.

Xue Ci carefully got into the car.

The back seats were spacious, but Fu Yang sat alone in the middle, taking up a lot of space.

Xue Ci but to sit next to him.

Jeans rubbed against black suit pants.

The car door closed, and the curtain separating the car from the driver's seat was drawn. The car became a closed environment, and the temperature gradually rose. Xue Ci waited anxiously for Fu Yang to speak.

Soon, Fu Yang handed over a card.

[Congratulations on successfully connecting with the patron and completing the task. Reward: 1000 points.]

[Progress bar increased by 5%, your current progress is 30%.]

Xue Ci's eyes lit up.

He happily accepted the card.

He's about to fly off to the villa to become a lazy, good-for-nothing bird!

Fu Yang glanced at that face out of the corner of his eye and noticed that Xue Ci's eyes were clearly filled with pleasure, which made him slightly taken aback.

Are you this happy over a little pocket money?

However, considering Song Xueci's situation, he immediately understood.

What kind of good life can you expect following that gambling addict Song Tanhai? He owes so much debt, no wonder he's so thin.

Fu Yang showed no sympathy.

He's the kind of person who wouldn't sympathize with others.

He simply felt that Xue Ci was unlucky; if he were lucky, he would definitely be a pampered young master.

Xue Ci didn't notice the man's gaze.

He took the card and curiously leaned closer to Fu Yang: "Is there a lot of money here?"

Fu Yang smelled a very faint scent.

He discovered that he had developed an illness after Song Xueci stripped him of his clothes; his penis would throb intermittently.

Song Xueci wanted him to take responsibility, and he could take this opportunity to understand why his body was behaving this way.

"That's enough for your pocket money." Fu Yang said casually, thinking to himself, "Little money-grubber."

He seems to have a bad temper, but he's actually very generous.

Xue Ci was fairly satisfied. "I'll be a good girl and listen to you."

After all, they're the big spenders.

Fu Yang's heart skipped a beat at his words.

He gave a casual "Oh."

He just wants someone who listens to him; he doesn't want to date someone who is disobedient and uncooperative.

Fu Yang had no idea that in Xue Ci's heart, he was just an ATM that would be smashed there in the future, not a romantic partner.

He made a series of fussy demands regarding dating.

"I'm usually very busy. Messages are fine, but don't be too clingy."

"I don't like physical contact. If you want to be intimate, you should ask me in advance."

And what else... Xue Ci lost in thought, just nodding repeatedly.

Fu Yang seemed quite satisfied. "Have you had dinner?"

Xue Ci opened her mouth to speak, just as her phone rang.

The screen displayed the name "Jiang Shu," followed by a heart.

Xue Ci was used to it and didn't find anything wrong with it, but to Fu Yang, it was particularly jarring.

"You have boyfriend?"

His expression instantly darkened, his voice turned cold, and he chuckled softly before pinching Xue Ci's pink cheek, his fingers sinking deep into her smooth, snowy flesh.

The man felt a chill run down his spine from the touch, and his breathing quickened.

He forced Xue Ci to meet his gaze, revealing a wicked expression.

He's like a complete villain.

"Are you going out for dinner with your boyfriend?"

"Does he know if your stomach has swallowed other things?"