Chapter 41 – The Simp is Forcibly Loved by the Overbearing CEO 41

“Bai Shuangyu, you fucking set me up!”

Zhong Hui, having realized what happened, struggled frantically and cursed, but he was pinned to the ground by the police, unable to move.

A sarcastic smile touched Shuang Yu’s lips as he walked over to him and picked up the fraudulent contract, scanning it quickly.

“One billion? You really have the guts to ask for such an exorbitant price… Be a good boy and dream on in prison. You can have anything you want in your dreams!”

“Bai Shuangyu… I won’t let you get away with this! Brother, brother, I was wrong, come back…”

Amidst Zhong Hui’s curses and pleas, Shuang Yu walked out of the private room. He handed the contract to Captain Qin, his expression grave.

“This is a group crime. I’m surely not the only person they were trying to harm. You must find the mastermind behind this and investigate thoroughly!”

“Rest assured, Young Master Bai,” Captain Qin replied. “We will show no mercy to these criminals!”

[Ding! Vicious Ghost’s resentment reduced by 10. Current resentment: 29.]

Leaving the Night Banquet, Shuang Yu took a deep breath, a rare look of relief on his face.

He was close. In three months at most, he could complete his mission and report back to the Underworld.

Feng Yan’s image surfaced in his mind again. He suddenly felt restless, a little reluctant to leave, and even a faint sense of guilt.

Don’t think about it. It’s a dead end.

Just as Shuang Yu was about to head home, his phone rang. The caller ID read: Psycho Feng.

His sixth sense told him the man wasn’t calling with good intentions, but since they still had business dealings, he couldn’t refuse the call.

“Bai Shuangyu, let’s meet.”

Feng Yan’s cold voice came through the phone.

“I’m sorry, President Feng, I have some personal matters to attend to right now. It’s not convenient…”

Shuang Yu instinctively tried to refuse.

“Young Master Bai, if you’re unwilling to talk to me, then I’ll have no choice but to talk to your father.”

The man on the other end chuckled lightly, his tone leaving no room for negotiation.

“Feng Yan, what have you done to my dad!”

“Don’t worry, he’s safe for now. But whether he stays safe depends on you.”

Fuck!

Shuang Yu cursed under his breath, then said irritably, “Give me the address.”

After hanging up, he started the car and drove to the address Feng Yan sent him. It was a five-star hotel chain owned by FI Corporation.

Shuang Yu rushed to the top floor, but as he was about to ring the doorbell, he found the door was ajar. He pushed it open and walked right in.

The room was dark, illuminated only by the faint moonlight filtering through the floor-to-ceiling windows. Feng Yan was sitting in an executive chair in front of the windows, his legs crossed, a glass of wine in his hand. He looked at Shuang Yu with a faint, knowing smile.

“You’re here?”

Shuang Yu looked toward the voice, and in the next second, his pupils quaked as his heart began to pound wildly.

This is… insane.

Feng Yan was in women’s clothing!

In the silent room, only the sound of Shuang Yu’s frantic heartbeat could be heard. He stared at those legs, unable to tear his gaze away for even a second.

“Heh.”

A cold, slightly mocking laugh echoed through the room. Shuang Yu swallowed hard, a little wary, and reluctantly shifted his gaze upward to Feng Yan’s devastatingly handsome face.

“You like big chests, long legs, and perky butts? I wonder if my attire perfectly suits your tastes, Young Master Bai.”

Feng Yan set down his wine glass and walked toward him with a seductive gait. His long index finger gently tapped the spot over Shuang Yu’s heart, tracing suggestive circles.

“Are you spying on me?” Shuang Yu asked, his eyes narrowing dangerously. His voice, however, was soft and lacked any intimidating force.

“Young Master Bai, how dare you reject my proposal and then go around telling everyone you’re just playing house with me?”

Feng Yan’s smile was bewitching and demonic, using his beautiful, deceptive appearance to hide the crazed, pathological possessiveness within.

“I… I can explain…”

This was indeed his fault, and Shuang Yu wanted to explain himself.

“Shh.”

Feng Yan’s long index finger pressed gently against his lips. “Since it’s a game of love, you have no right to just walk away until I say it’s over. You have to let me have my fun first, don’t you think?”

His lips curled into a wicked smirk. He lifted Shuang Yu’s chin with his finger and spoke in a cold, bewitching tone.

The hairs on Shuang Yu’s body stood on end, and he bit his lower lip, falling silent.

Feng Yan walked to the bed and sat down, propping himself up with his hands as he leaned back. He spread his legs and looked at Shuang Yu with a demonic expression.

“As your Master, I’ve never had the pleasure of being served by you. I feel a bit wronged. Come here.”

His posture could only be described as languidly sensual. Shuang Yu hesitated.

“Think about your father. You know I’m not a good person.”

Feng Yan chuckled, his voice laced with threat.

Sighing, Shuang Yu had no choice but to compromise. He had wronged the man first, so it was only right that he endure this.

But Feng Yan wasn’t finished. He grabbed Shuang Yu, tossed him onto the bed like a cotton ball, and then leaned over, pinning him down. Grasping the back of his head, Feng Yan brought his face so close their noses were touching, his voice dripping with menace.

“Shuang Yu… don’t leave me. As long as you’re good, I’ll give you anything you want. Not just a small Xisha Resort Island, even if you want the entire FI Group, I’ll give it to you…”

“I don’t want any of that! I just want my dad to be safe!”

Shuang Yu shook his head. His throat, having been injured, burned with a fiery pain, and his voice was extremely hoarse.

But Feng Yan seemed lost in his own emotions. Ignoring his words, his eyes turned crimson as he gently cupped Shuang Yu’s face. A series of lingering, delicate kisses fell upon him. “I know you like me. I may not understand love, but as long as you stay by my side, I believe I will one day. Are you worried about the Feng family having no heir? It’s fine. I gave my parents the strongest aphrodisiac. They’re in the room next door. I won’t let them out until my mother gets pregnant with a second child. With a little brother or sister, the Feng family line won’t die out. And as for me… I don’t want anything. I only want you…”

This… this psycho.

He wouldn’t even spare his own parents! Could their bodies even handle it?

The hairs on Shuang Yu’s body stood on end.

“Instead of worrying about them, you should worry about yourself.”

Feng Yan let out a low laugh, his rich voice as smooth as velvet, utterly captivating.

“My dear, your expression of pain and collapse is truly beautiful!”

A sick, satisfied smile spread across his face as he leaned down and kissed Shuang Yu’s lips fiercely.

The battle between beasts had officially begun. Who would win and who would lose would be decided in the end.