“Something terrible has happened, Yuye!! The woman you have a crush on ran off with Young Master Mian! That luxury car right at the entrance!”
The champagne in Sui Yuye’s hand nearly spilled. Before Jiao Shu could finish her sentence, he had already dashed out.
Damn it, Mian Guanfei?!
That notorious lunatic?!
To put it nicely, he was a young master from the top echelons of the power circle; to put it bluntly, he was a walking time bomb, famously unpredictable in his moods.
Sui Yuye worked as a close protection bodyguard, dealing daily with these wealthy, powerful, and troublesome clients. He understood better than anyone what these top-tier aristocratic families were like.
It was said that Mian Guanfei had a dangerously deceptive appearance—the kind of face that could be directly cast in luxury brand commercials, making people willingly empty their wallets.
Those who didn’t know him might be tempted to approach, but after getting acquainted, they’d want to stay as far away as possible.
Gritting his teeth, Sui Yuye quickened his pace. “Xiao Yuan is just an innocent little flower—she’s probably been fooled by that face of his!”
As he rushed toward the entrance, Sui Yuye suddenly felt something was off.
Someone like Mian Guanfei—what kind of beauty hadn’t he seen before?
If he had set his sights on Xiao Yuan, it definitely wasn’t just because she was pretty. It must be because her secondary gender was Sub.
Beyond the obvious male-female distinction, secondary gender had become the primary criterion for mate selection—Dom, Sub, Switch, and Normal.
Dom could be defined as the dominant one, carrying the dominant gene, while Sub carried the submissive gene.
Simply put, it was about one dominating and the other submitting—these two genders were a natural match.
The night breeze brushed against his face. The entrance to the banquet hall was brightly lit, and the “Sound of the Night” was parked not far away. Just the sight of its luxurious body made many people turn their heads.
Through the car window, only a hand was visible—slender fingers resting on the steering wheel, tapping rhythmically. The bones on the back of the hand protruded with each movement, the cold, pale skin stark against the night.
“Xiao…”
Seeing Xiao Yuan walking toward the car, Sui Yuye wanted to stop her, but he halted mid-step.
What right did he have to stop her? He wasn’t even a suitor—what was he doing, trying to play the hero saving the beauty?
Frustrated, Sui Yuye ran a hand through his hair. Suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind:
Inside a luxurious room, several Doms were issuing dominant commands to her. Xiao Yuan had fallen into a submissive state, but she was already on the verge of a mental breakdown, driven to insanity under the control of those Doms’ commands.
“Xiao Yuan!” Sui Yuye quickly grabbed her wrist. “If you want to go home, I’ll take you. Don’t get in his car.”
Sui Yuye possessed a remarkable ability—he could foresee the dangers that people around him were about to face.
And it was 100% accurate.
It was thanks to this special ability that he had thrived as a close protection bodyguard, eventually reaching the highest echelons of society.
Xiao Yuan turned back with an apologetic expression. “No need, I promised him.”
“But it’s so late. Aren’t you afraid he might do something to you? What if—”
“Don’t overthink it. He’s a good person. My dad said it’s fine to spend more time with him.”
Sui Yuye struggled internally.
Was he supposed to just stand by and watch her be dominated by those Doms?
Xiao Yuan had already gotten into the car. With no time left to persuade her, Sui Yuye grabbed the car door to prevent it from closing. His gaze swept past the startled Xiao Yuan and landed on the man in the driver’s seat:
“She won’t do. How about me instead?”
The man turned at the sound, and Sui Yuye’s eyebrows twitched slightly upon seeing his face.
…This wasn’t just misleading?
He looked like a male lead ripped straight out of a manga, completely different from everyone else in terms of visual style.
Dressed in a tailored suit, radiating intense sexual charisma, with bone structure that was simply unmatched. A single glance could make one’s heart skip a beat. His eyelashes and stray strands of hair intertwined, catching the faint light, while his dark eyes remained calm and unruffled, as if he were born to stand above others.
Who would believe he was a madman?
Mian Guanfei’s gaze fell on him, seeming less focused on the clothes and more on something else. His eyes swept from the open, exposed collar of Sui Yuye’s shirt down to the waistline cinched by the suit buttons. His fingers tapped lightly on the steering wheel.
The air grew quiet. Sui Yuye steeled himself and asked, “…Is this okay?”
Mian Guanfei’s gaze returned to his face, and the tapping stopped. “Acceptable.”
Xiao Yuan was pulled out of the car in a daze, then watched blankly as Sui Yuye got in.
Not far away, a strikingly handsome man emerged from the entrance, his exceptional appearance drawing many glances. He looked around and asked:
“Shu-jie, have you seen my brother?”
“Your brother? Don’t bother looking. He’s already run off with someone.” Jiao Shu pointed in the direction of the Night’s Voice and patted his shoulder:
“I know you’re possessive of your brother, but don’t worry—the other person is also a man, and seems to be a Dom?”
The man: “…What did you say?”
Sui Yuye had already formulated a plan in the passenger seat.
Thankfully, he was a Switch.
This was Sui Yuye’s confidence in switching people—he was dual-natured, capable of being either a Dom or a Sub, able to switch between the two.
Once they arrived at the destination, he would claim he was actually a Dom and that their roles clashed. That way, the other party would likely wave him off and let him go.
Just as Sui Yuye was about to marvel at his own cleverness, a familiar premonition flashed through his mind.
He abruptly unbuckled his seatbelt, grabbed the steering wheel, and yanked it hard to the left! At the same time, he swiftly wrapped an arm around Mian Guanfei’s neck, pressing his head protectively against his own shoulder.
Right as he touched the steering wheel, an oncoming truck crashed toward them.
The headlights were blinding, tires screeched sharply, and their car swerved past the truck, skidding to an abrupt stop by the roadside. If they hadn’t turned the wheel in advance, they would have been dead.
Sui Yuye’s heart pounded wildly.
Damn it, does he think this is a highway, driving so recklessly?!
He quickly looked down at the man half-pinned beneath him. “Are you okay?”
Mian Guanfei lowered his gaze, his line of sight fixed precisely on the open collar of Sui Yuye’s suit. There was no undershirt beneath, and from Mian Guanfei’s downward angle, the firm chest and defined waist were clearly visible.
A physique perfectly suited for torment and domination.
Seeing his silence, Sui Yuye propped himself up and asked, “Where are you hurt? Are you dizzy?”
Only then did Mian Guanfei look up. “I’m fine.”
Under Sui Yuye’s watchful gaze, he retrieved a black glove from the car compartment, slipped it onto his left hand, pushed open the car door, and said, “Wait for me a moment.”
Confused, Sui Yuye glanced through the rearview mirror and saw Mian Guanfei walking toward the stopped truck behind them.
…If not now, when would be a better time to run?
He quietly pushed the car door open, one foot already stepping out.
“BANG!!”
A deafening crash echoed from nearby.
The sound was so loud it sent shivers down Sui Yuye’s scalp. He craned his neck to look.
Mian Guanfei stood with one hand in his pocket, the other—clad in the black glove—gripping the driver’s head and slamming it against the truck. The skull deformed, the scalp split open on impact, and blood gushed out.