“Is that so? I never imagined CEO Shen would be so exceptionally gifted.”
Lou Boyu gently pressed his tongue against his teeth, slowly licking the side. Bigger than 18cm—he’d definitely have to see that for himself later.
It was only then that Shen Zui seemed to suddenly realize something, instinctively reaching back to touch his own buttocks.
Thank goodness, thank goodness.
It didn’t hurt.
Probably nothing happened.
Watching this series of actions, Lou Boyu raised an eyebrow slightly. Shen Zui’s inspection seemed a bit too practiced.
But he quickly averted his gaze, his tone calm and reassuring. “Don’t worry, I wouldn’t take advantage of someone in that state. The drug you were given came from the Su Family. Coincidentally, I happen to have a bottle of Detox Pills that Old Master Su gave me.”
Only then did Shen Zui let out a sigh of relief.
Lou Boyu continued leisurely, “However, I am a bit curious—how did you end up being drugged?”
He looked at Shen Zui with a faint, ambiguous smile.
“I heard that Su Ran got his head cracked open at Light yesterday, bleeding and all. That wouldn’t be your doing, would it, CEO Shen?”
At the mention of Su Ran, Shen Zui’s expression indeed darkened slightly.
But for Shen Zui, he actually didn’t want to have too much to do with Lou Boyu.
On the surface, this man always appeared aloof, holding prayer beads and maintaining a vegetarian diet as if devoted to Buddhism. But that was merely a facade—the businesses he conducted behind the scenes were anything but clean.
In the original plot, after the Shen Family went bankrupt, Shen Zui was captured by Lou Boyu’s men, had his limbs severed, and was thrown into the sea to feed the sharks.
Thinking of this, Shen Zui cleared his throat awkwardly.
“Haha, thank you, CEO Lou. It was indeed me. There was a minor accident while negotiating business with CEO Su yesterday.”
Lou Boyu looked at Shen Zui, his smile sending a chill down Shen Zui’s spine.
“A minor accident?”
Lou Boyu repeated the words slowly, as if savoring them.
He didn’t know Su Ran well, but it certainly didn’t seem as simple as Shen Zui made it sound.
“But CEO Su doesn’t seem to think so. I heard that as soon as he woke up in the hospital today, he sent people to bid on that piece of real estate your Shen Family had been eyeing recently. That’s no small sum, CEO Shen.”
Shen Zui: “?”
What? He never expected that after smashing Su Ran’s head, there’d be such a silver lining?
Lou Boyu had been observing Shen Zui’s expression, but none of the anxiety, tension, or anger he anticipated appeared.
On the contrary, Shen Zui actually seemed… excited?
For some reason, he felt Shen Zui was different from before, especially those eyes. They used to carry a shadow of gloom, and his temperament was somewhat unpredictable. Now, they seemed clear and transparent, and he had become much more interesting.
He knew about the incident half a year ago when Shen Zui’s head was kicked by a horse. It had even become a joke circulating in their circles.
Could it be that his brain got damaged back then?
“Do you need help?”
Lou Boyu’s tone was casual.
“I can help you.”
It was an unmistakable olive branch.
But Shen Zui quickly waved his hands.
“No need, no need! CEO Lou, you already helped me detoxify yesterday—that’s already an enormous favor. I don’t even know how to repay you.”
Lou Boyu gently twirled the prayer beads in his hand, lifting his gaze to Shen Zui.
“Repay me?”
“In that case, how about you get a divorce?”
And then offer yourself in marriage.
Shen Zui was stunned.
Yet Lou Boyu’s thoughts involuntarily drifted back to last night, when he had brought Shen Zui back, given him medicine, and then carried him to bed to rest while keeping an eye on him.
But even Lou Boyu himself hadn’t expected that he would fall into a deep sleep beside Shen Zui, lulled by his pheromones.
It had been many years since he had slept so soundly and peacefully.
The Lou Family’s business had always been stained with blood, and most of the dark, hidden corners of City A bore their shadow. From the day he was groomed as the heir, bloodshed and death had become a part of his daily life.
Even in his dreams, everything was painted red.
But last night, by Shen Zui’s side, he had slept through the night without a single dream, waking only at dawn.
Shen Zui, however, was now wide-eyed.
Just as he thought—good things never fell from the sky.
So Lou Boyu had saved him because he wanted him to divorce Jiang Songyue so he could be with the male lead!
What a sly move. Well, just wait—he’d make Lou Boyu burn with jealousy!!
“Impossible.”
Shen Zui immediately shook his head, his tone unusually firm.
“President Lou, you really shouldn’t joke about such things. My wife and I have a very good relationship.”
Lou Boyu clearly didn’t believe a single word of it. If their relationship was truly so good, why would Shen Zui run off to find male models every day?
“Is that so?”
Lou Boyu asked slowly.
“Then do you remember what happened yesterday?”
Yesterday?
Shen Zui tried hard to recall. He only remembered being drugged and feeling unbearably hot in the elevator. Later, the elevator seemed to have malfunctioned—the lights went out, and after that, his consciousness began to blur. As for what happened next, he had no memory at all.
Seeing Shen Zui’s clearly bewildered expression, Lou Boyu narrowed his phoenix eyes slightly, his tone tinged with displeasure.
“What, you don’t remember?”
On the surface, Shen Zui forced himself to remain calm, but inwardly, he was panicking.
He knew all too well how much Lou Boyu despised the original host.
No… it couldn’t be, right? He hadn’t gone bankrupt yet, after all! And hadn’t they agreed to reconcile before? Surely this man wasn’t planning to make a move on him now?
Just then, the phone beside Shen Zui’s pillow suddenly vibrated. It had clearly been set to silent—no need to guess who had done that.
Shen Zui immediately seized this lifeline and cleared his throat.
“Um, President Lou, hold on a moment. I need to take this video call.”
He picked up the phone and only then noticed that his missed calls had piled up to an overwhelming number.
The moment the video connected, Jiang Songyue’s face appeared on the screen.
His expression was completely blank, even somewhat frightening. The background was a plain white wall, giving no hint of where he currently was.
Jiang Songyue spoke, “Husband, where are you right now?”
For some reason, Shen Zui felt his tone was cold, even carrying a hint of suppressed anger.
“What… what does it matter to you where I am?”
Shen Zui instinctively straightened his back, still maintaining the arrogant attitude of the original host. “Is this how an Omega should speak to their husband?”
His words were both aggressive and hollow.
Ever since he had deliberately given the male lead special treatment, allowing Jiang Songyue to enter Shen Corporation as an assistant to facilitate its downfall in the future, whenever he went missing, Xiao Li would immediately contact Jiang Songyue to track him down.
Seriously…
He’d have to dock Xiao Li’s salary severely later! Why did he always report everything to Jiang Songyue?
Suddenly, Lou Boyu deliberately leaned in.
He pressed close from behind, appearing almost as if he were half-encircling Shen Zui in his arms. Slightly bending down, he rested his chin on Shen Zui’s shoulder, his posture excessively intimate.
In the camera frame, this scene was crystal clear.
When Jiang Songyue saw the person suddenly appear behind Shen Zui, her fingers tightened abruptly, gripping her phone tightly as her gaze fixed intently on Lou Boyu.