Chi Chen’s gaze made Feng Mian’s back run cold. Feng Mian couldn’t help but step back, his eyes full of wariness.
Chi Chen approached him step by step with a sinister grin, spewing insults, “You bitch, your methods are truly brilliant. You pretend to be pure and indifferent in front of me, but you’ve managed to capture the Old Master’s heart. The Chi family has agreed to the marriage this time you must be smiling ear-to-ear inside, right?”
He couldn’t do anything to the Old Master, so all his rage had to be vented on Feng Mian.
His gaze was naked, as if he had already stripped Feng Mian bare.
“Your goal has been achieved, so you don’t have to pretend to be noble anymore. How about you serve me well tonight?”
Feng Mian’s hands at his sides clenched into tight fists. He tried his best to look calm, but his voice couldn’t help but tremble.
“Chi Chen, I never had any intention of clinging to power.”
His breathing tightened as he watched Chi Chen press closer, feeling an extreme sense of unease.
After saying this, he felt a flicker of hope.
Although the Feng family had told him to marry into the Chi family, the Feng family was self-aware. His father only sent him over to curry favor with Chi Chen and held no real hope for the marriage.
Chi Chen, standing before him, furrowed his brows, his expression revealing a hint of displeasure. “You don’t think highly of the Chi family?”
Feng Mian was startled and hurriedly explained, “That’s not what I meant.”
Chi Chen didn’t press the issue further.
Letting Feng Mian go was out of the question; he hadn’t yet had his fill, so he couldn’t let him leave. As for the marriage alliance, things were still in the early stages; he would have the power to ruin it sooner or later.
Chi Chen took a step forward and stood in front of Feng Mian, saying with a serious face, “In a moment, go to Gu Ziheng and tell him that the marriage alliance is between you and Chi Yu, and that you are willing to marry Chi Yu. If you don’t say that, even if I have to smash your door down tonight, I’ll sleep with you!”
Feng Mian couldn’t help but retreat another step, looking at him with wary eyes.
As their gazes met, Feng Mian realized he ultimately didn’t dare to gamble. His voice grew weaker, and he said softly, “I’ll go say it. Just don’t touch me.”
This remark made Chi Chen feel extremely uncomfortable.
Chi Chen frowned, looking at the Feng Mian before him with dissatisfaction.
He couldn’t understand it. His appearance was certainly not subpar; he was definitely among the best of his peers. He had family status, he had looks—what reason did Feng Mian have to refuse? Any benefits he gave afterward would certainly be substantial!
Feng Mian’s avoidant behavior wounded his pride, but he couldn’t bring himself to force a confession of anything.
Heh, so what if he pretends to be noble? He’ll end up in his bed sooner or later.
He collected his thoughts, let out a cold snort, and walked past Feng Mian, saying quietly, “If you have the ability, don’t you ever come begging for my help for the rest of your life!”
He reached out and grabbed Feng Mian’s wrist in a manner that brooked no refusal, dragging him downstairs and toward the backyard.
Gu Ziheng was sitting on a chair in the backyard, his eyes fixed on something in the distance, lost in thought.
The Chi family agreed to the marriage…
No matter how he looked at it, this was mind-boggling. The Old Master of the Chi family was not someone who did things without profit; he didn’t seem like the type to marry into the Feng family, which was insignificant and would only become a burden. To see such a major change in just a few days—he absolutely didn’t believe there wasn’t something wrong here.
Just as he was distracted, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind him. “Ziheng.”
Gu Ziheng gathered his thoughts and turned to see Feng Mian standing behind him.
The moment he saw Feng Mian, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously. He stood up and walked toward Feng Mian. He reached out to take hold of Feng Mian’s wrist, but the moment he moved, Feng Mian retreated a step, his expression complex, seemingly wanting to speak but holding back.
The smile on Gu Ziheng’s face instantly froze.
Feng Mian’s eyes wandered, occasionally looking at the gazebo not far behind him. Gu Ziheng followed his gaze and saw the edge of a garment; he understood everything instantly.
Chi Chen was standing in the gazebo, clearly stunned by Gu Ziheng’s intimate action.
Gu Ziheng was cold to everyone and had severe mysophobia, but today was not the first or second time he had seen Gu Ziheng make an exception for Feng Mian.
Why is Gu Ziheng treating an illegitimate child so differently?
Could he be pitying Feng Mian? Or was Feng Mian really that capable back when he was working under Gu Ziheng?
Feng Mian looked at Gu Ziheng in front of him, his lips moving as he said numbly, “The person I’m marrying is Chi Yu.”
Feng Mian’s abrupt words startled Gu Ziheng, who didn’t recover for a long while. After a moment, he repeated in disbelief, “Chi Yu?”
He frowned slightly, looking deeply into Feng Mian’s eyes, as if he could see through to his soul.
Feng Mian lowered his head, his heart filled with helplessness, and he couldn’t help but find Chi Chen’s behavior childish.
The outside world knew that the Feng family had sent their son over to be Chi Chen’s toy. Gu Ziheng was also a member of that circle; this lie wouldn’t even work on others, let alone deceive the shrewd Gu Ziheng. As soon as the words left his mouth, he was bound to be seen through.
Gu Ziheng had guessed as much. He looked at the figure near the gazebo, but instead of calling it out, he asked, “Why do you say that?”
Feng Mian turned his head, his tone stiff. “I like Chi Yu. This marriage alliance is something I asked for. I… I have always looked forward to being with Chi Yu. Grandfather Chi said that once Chi Yu graduates, we will hold the wedding.”
Feng Mian kept his head down, not daring to meet Gu Ziheng’s eyes, though he could still feel that sharp, piercing gaze.
Clearly, this story didn’t fool Gu Ziheng.
He looked at the person behind the gazebo; Chi Chen made a gesture, and Feng Mian immediately walked away without a word in front of Gu Ziheng.
The encounter had been inexplicable, and the words spoken were disconnected. It would be a miracle if Gu Ziheng believed such a disjointed lie, but this was Chi Chen’s demand; he couldn’t refuse. When one is under someone else’s roof, one must bow one’s head.
In the Chi household, living at the mercy of these young masters, being treated as inferior—he didn’t know when these days would end…
He walked toward the outside of the courtyard. Turning a corner, a shadow suddenly appeared before him. Feng Mian couldn’t stop his momentum and ran straight into a wall of flesh.
Feng Mian couldn’t help but let out a muffled groan. He stepped back and was just about to apologize when a low chuckle came from the person in front of him.
Feng Mian’s body froze instantly. He slowly looked up and saw the young man before him.
Chi Yu was standing at the corner. He didn’t know how long he had been standing there or what he had heard, but he was currently staring at him with an inscrutable gaze.
The young man smiled, his smile mixed with a hint of subtle gloom and malice.
Chi Yu was holding a drone remote control. He stepped closer to Feng Mian, his eyes burning as he looked at him.
Chi Yu raised his well-defined hand and hooked Feng Mian’s collar, staring at the large patches of hickeys.
A harmless, innocent smile hooked at the corners of his mouth. “So… when you were doing it with my cousin, was your mind full of me?”