Chapter 10 – The Simp Is Forcibly Loved by the Overbearing CEO 10
In the lounge, Shuang Yu was informed by the secretary that the project manager was still in a meeting and asked him to wait patiently. She also served him tea and snacks.
As he drank his tea, he pondered the lunatic’s origins.
If the lunatic’s memory hadn’t been erased, and he was deliberately using the partnership as bait to get his revenge…
Then the question was…
Why hadn’t the lunatic’s memory been erased?!
Shuang Yu was certain that his magical power hadn’t vanished.
That left only one possibility.
The lunatic was very likely a powerful being from the Upper Realm, down here to undergo a mortal trial!
Although he was currently a mortal, he was protected by the Heavenly Dao, not someone a mere Ghost Messenger like him could influence.
Had he stepped in hellhound crap before leaving the house this morning?
Otherwise, why would he be so unlucky as to be targeted by a powerful being…
Shuang Yu felt a headache coming on.
[Lord Ghost Messenger, sleeping pills have been detected in the tea you are drinking.]
Xiao Ai’s voice suddenly prompted.
This made Shuang Yu even more certain that the other party was out for revenge.
Well then, should he just close his eyes and pretend to be successfully retaliated against?
If the other party achieved his goal, he would probably forget about a small fry like him soon enough.
Having made his decision, Shuang Yu sighed softly, pretended to be very sleepy, yawned, rubbed his eyes, and slumped onto the sofa, quietly awaiting his retribution.
How would the lunatic get his revenge?
Strip him naked, take compromising photos to threaten him, and then throw him onto the street to make him even more famous?
Or cut out one of his kidneys and cripple him?
Whatever. As long as it wasn’t too outrageous, he could endure it.
As he was lost in thought, the door to the lounge was pushed open.
Shuang Yu’s body immediately tensed.
Before the person had even walked in, his scorching gaze was already fixed on him like glue.
It was uncomfortable, like a fish on a cutting board waiting to be dissected. A fish could at least thrash and struggle a bit, but he could only pretend to be asleep and remain motionless.
Footsteps sounded, and the person quickly arrived in front of him.
The next second, a weight pressed down on him. Shuang Yu could feel the force of the other’s lower body, almost all of it pressing down on him. A strange, aggressive scent instantly enveloped him.
What kind of sadistic position was this?!
He was completely bewildered.
The pressure was immense, almost suffocating.
Although he was a ghost and didn’t need to breathe…
“You ran so fast, yet you still had to deliver yourself to my door today.”
An overly hoarse male voice sounded by his ear.
Long fingers touched his lips, gently caressing them.
It seemed like a caress, but the light yet firm pressure felt more like a form of punishment!
It tickled…
Shuang Yu tried his best to hold back, but his long, raven-like eyelashes couldn’t help but tremble slightly.
Feng Yan, who had been watching him closely, had a flash of surprise in his eyes. His thin lips curved slightly, and a sly glint appeared in his eyes.
His fingers moved down to his sexy, prominent Adam’s apple, and both hands cupped his slender neck.
Was he… going to strangle him?
Shuang Yu waited for a long time, but the other party didn’t tighten his grip.
The calloused pad of his thumb stroked up and down his Adam’s apple. The touch and the warmth continuously challenged Shuang Yu’s endurance.
He couldn’t help but swallow.
What on earth did this lunatic want?!
Having never experienced anything like this before, Shuang Yu had a hundred questions in his mind.
This was his mother opening the door for confusion—he was completely and utterly confused!
“Nice body. I thought you’d be a beanpole, but you actually have some muscle.”
The sexy male voice sounded again, making him feel like a piece of pork on a cutting board, being picked over and sold by the pound.
Shuang Yu had no memory of his life before death, so he didn’t know if he had ever been with someone.
In any case, after becoming a Ghost Messenger, he had been single for 300 years.
He couldn’t get used to being touched like this at all.
It was tingly and numb, like being tickled by a feather—itchy and unbearable.
He would rather have his kidney cut out!
Goosebumps erupted all over his body. Shuang Yu’s hands, bound above his head, couldn’t help but clench into fists.
Just bear with it. Maybe after the big shot has vented his anger, it will be over.
Patience is a virtue, right?
Feng Yan’s gaze greedily roamed over Shuang Yu’s body, his eyes filled with astonishment and admiration.
The young man beneath him was a world apart from the crude nouveau riche he had in his mind.
His ordinary features, combined with his cold temperament, were no longer ordinary. Instead, they appeared noble and inviolable.
Indeed, compared to his otherworldly appearance, he was more interested in seeing him cry pitifully!
A dark glint flashed in Feng Yan’s eyes, and he licked his red lips with a wicked charm.
Click—
The sound of a belt being unbuckled echoed.
Shuang Yu could no longer hold back and kicked out.
The latter was prepared and quickly grabbed his legs, folding them upwards.
Their current position couldn’t be more suggestive.
“What, not going to keep pretending to be asleep? The show hasn’t even started yet. Isn’t it a pity?”
Feng Yan’s cold tone softened slightly with a hint of teasing. His usually icy voice, now gentle, sounded as if he were coaxing a little lover.
“What on earth do you want!”
Shuang Yu asked with restraint, not flustered by their overly intimate position.
“To. Fuck. You! Are you satisfied with that answer, little. nouveau. riche?”
A hot breath, a voice as deep as a cello, came to his ear.
Feng Yan deliberately spoke slowly, and even gave his earlobe a possessive bite, as if savoring this ambiguous tug-of-war.
“I’m not little.”
Shuang Yu retorted seriously.
A man can’t be called little, and he can’t be called incapable. The same goes for a Ghost Messenger!
“Hahaha… you really are more interesting than I thought. What should I do? I’m getting a little addicted!”
Feng Yan let out a seductive laugh, his tone playful and probing.
“That’s a disease, and it needs to be treated. Ever heard of a rehab center?”
Shuang Yu calmly offered his suggestion.
Knock, knock—
A knock sounded at the door.
The project manager for the Xisha Resort Island pushed the door open.
“President Feng… ahem, sorry to interrupt. Please, continue!”
The scene before him was simply scandalous, enough to make one’s jaw drop.
The manager was so shocked he shivered deeply and hastily closed the door.
Only then did he realize he hadn’t left himself. He quickly opened the door again, and this time, he didn’t forget to take himself with him as he closed it!