Сhарter 1: Cоmе Неrе, Let’s Kiss First
“Do уоu have а favoritе роsitiоn?”
Хiе Zongхun driеd his dаmр hair with a tоwel, his gaze sweерing brieflу оvеr Wеn Yаo bу thе bеd.
“N-no, I’ve nеvеr donе this with anyonе befоre.”
Wen Yaо clutсhed thе hеm of her skirt, nоt daring to loоk uр. Frоm hеr line of sight, shе соuld оnly seе the аrea bеlow the mаn’s waist.
Xiе Zongxun worе оnlу a lооsely tied tоwel аrоund his hips, his abs tаut, the lines оf his v-cut trаiling dоwnwаrd.
Xiе Zongxun рaused fоr а mоment, then sat on the small sofa орposite her аnd сontinued drying his hаir.
“I knоw. I’m particular about cleanliness.”
He looked up, his eyes resting on Wen Yao’s nose, still tinged with red from crying earlier, her long lashes trembling faintly.
Wen Yao had fair, delicate skin, a pair of clear almond-shaped eyes, and other features that were exquisite and petite. Her straight, medium-length hair and neat bangs made her look very obedient.
Xie Zongxun hadn’t expected to be interested in this type.
That night, she had stopped him in his tracks, trembling with fear, her words lacking any real force.
Watching her retreating figure, an unfamiliar emotion had stirred within him.
Was it affection? Perhaps not that intense.
After returning, he had dreamed of her. Upon waking, he realized it was more straightforward than affection—it was desire.
So he looked into her background and used some means to get what he wanted.
Recalling how she had tearfully begged him to change the terms earlier, he had refused every request.
Unconsciously, his voice softened slightly.
“While you’re with me, you can only be with me. Understand?”
Wen Yao nodded.
Truly obedient. Xie Zongxun’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly, his voice low and gentle.
“Come here. Let’s kiss first.”
Wen Yao had been sitting in the same position for too long, and her legs had gone numb. She tried to stand, bracing her hands, but couldn’t move her legs.
She looked up, her eyes glistening with unshed tears, appearing pitiful.
“My legs are numb… I can’t walk.”
Xie Zongxun pressed his lips together, stood up, and gently lifted her into his arms, settling back into the sofa.
Wen Yao had already bathed earlier and was only wearing the dress she had arrived in.
She rarely wore dresses, usually opting for short sleeves and long pants.
Today, thinking she was meeting Uncle Xie and his wife, she had worn the only decent long dress she owned.
Now, it was crumpled and wrinkled, spread across Xie Zongxun’s lap.
Xie Zongxun lifted the hem of her dress slightly, his warm palm massaging her calf to ease the tension in her muscles.
“Feeling better?”
His tone was gentle, completely different from his earlier cold and stern demeanor.
Wen Yao was momentarily dazed, unsure of what to say.
His cold threats still echoed in her ears, leaving her with only two thoughts in her mind.
Her younger sister was an excellent student, even better than her. She wanted her sister to continue her education.
Her grandmother had worked tirelessly for her and her sister all these years, her health worn down. She wanted her grandmother to have a successful surgery.
As for herself, it didn’t matter. She was already fortunate to be able to study.
Everything else, it didn’t matter.
At this thought, her eyes reddened again. Seeing her silent, Xie Zongxun cupped her chin with his thumb and forefinger and pressed his lips to hers.
Wen Yao had never had a boyfriend. Although she had received many love letters in high school, she couldn’t afford to waste her chance to study. She had always been obedient, focusing only on her studies.
She didn’t know how to kiss, so she let Xie Zongxun take the lead.
He didn’t kiss her deeply, so Wen Yao didn’t feel uncomfortable.
“If you don’t know how, then just follow my lead.”
Xie Zongxun released her face and carried her back to the bed.He was somewhat surprised—kissing her felt surprisingly good.
Though there was no particular technique to speak of, it was simply comfortable, even though it was just a light kiss.
He felt that he wasn’t satisfied with just a simple kiss.
Xie Zongxun was a man of action, so he did what he wanted.
Wen Yao held her breath until her face flushed red, her beautiful eyes glistening with moisture. She didn’t dare meet Xie Zongxun’s gaze, so she could only turn her face away.
Xie Zongxun gasped for breath, his fingertips gently pinching Wen Yao’s cheek.
It felt good—soft and tender.
“When you saw me the other day, your face was just as red.”
Wen Yao lightly bit her lip and shook her head.
“It was a bit cold that night, the wind made it red.”
Her skin was thin, and any slight emotion or change in temperature would make her blush.
Xie Zongxun played with her earlobe, his voice muffled. “Hmm, then there might be some marks left later.”
As her skirt was lifted, Xie Zongxun’s eyes darkened—just as he had guessed, she hid it well.
Her figure was exactly to his liking.
…
Wen Yao lay weakly by the bed. Xie Zongxun’s style in bed was quite different from his usual demeanor.
Not particularly gentle.
She felt miserable.
Before it began, he had told her:
“Wen Yao, bear with it.”
“I won’t listen to you.”
She didn’t dare make a sound, stubbornly holding back any noise. Midway, he changed his mind.
“Say something? Hmm?”
She didn’t know what to say, so she called his name intermittently.
Later, she couldn’t hold back and started crying.
He only grew fiercer.
In the end, she didn’t even dare cry or speak, simply following his lead obediently.
Wen Yao stared blankly at the ceiling, her heart still filled with sorrow.
She regretted it—regretted saving him that day. She wished she had never met him.
Until a sentence pulled her back to reality.
“Come here, let me hold you.”
Xie Zongxun cleaned up briefly and lay back on the bed.
With a long arm, he pulled her into his embrace. Wen Yao curled up into a small ball in his arms.
Xie Zongxun glanced down, his lips pressed into a straight line.
Her skin was indeed incredibly delicate, and quite a few marks had been left behind.
His first impression was right—they were very compatible.
“Uncomfortable?”
Wen Yao snapped back to reality, carefully choosing her words to answer him.
“A little.”
Xie Zongxun rubbed his chin against the top of her head, his voice slightly hoarse.
“Wen Yao, in the future, I’ll be even more excessive.”
After holding her for a while, Xie Zongxun carried her to the bathroom.
He wasn’t used to taking care of others, but seeing her legs too weak to walk was simply troublesome.
After testing the water temperature, he placed her in the bathtub, while he stood under the shower to clean himself.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Wen Yao silently wiping herself down. By the time he finished washing, she was done too.
Xie Zongxun tossed a fresh towel to Wen Yao, unaware of the faint hint of amusement in his voice.
“You’re very obedient. Keep it up in the future.”
Wen Yao lowered her eyelashes—she didn’t want there to be a future.
By the time they left the bathroom, the bed had already been remade with fresh linens.
Wen Yao glanced around but didn’t see her dress, her fingers instinctively tightening.
“Mr. Xie… my dress isn’t here.”
Xie Zongxun looked at her. “You can just call me by my name.”
Wen Yao nodded and repeated, “Xie Zongxun, I don’t have any clothes. I want to go back to school.”
Xie Zongxun thought for a moment before walking over, picking her up, and lying back down on the bed with her.
Wen Yao obediently lay in his arms, not daring to move. She didn’t want to go through it again.
Xie Zongxun closed his eyes and spoke after a long pause. “It’ll be returned to you once it’s washed.””The new clothes should be delivered soon.”
That dress of hers—he had actually wanted to tear it off earlier. But when his hand rested on it, he met her damp, aggrieved eyes.
Forget it, it’s just a piece of clothing.
He could tear the ones he bought for her later.
“Sleep for a while. I’ll take you back to school later.”
Xie Zongxun was currently suffering from a splitting headache. He had flown back from abroad early in the morning and hadn’t gotten much rest.
Wen Yao was nestled in his arms, held so tightly that her hands and feet had gone numb again.
After a long while, she couldn’t bear it any longer and called out to him.
“Xie Zongxun, my hand is numb.”
Xie Zongxun loosened his grip slightly and gave a soft hum of acknowledgment.
Not long after, Wen Yao’s stomach growled.
She had originally planned to have lunch with Uncle Xie and the others, but instead, she ended up with Xie Zongxun.
She hadn’t eaten, and after expending energy, the hunger was now driving her to the brink of desperation.
So hungry. She wanted to go back to school. Wen Yao let out a soft sigh.
The person beside her suddenly turned over, grabbed his phone from the nightstand, unlocked it, and placed it in her hand.
It was a bit cold. Wen Yao nearly dropped it.
“Order whatever you want for takeout. Anything is fine.”
Xie Zongxun had a housekeeper during the day, but he didn’t know Wen Yao’s preferences, nor did he have any interest in finding out. So, he left the choice to her.
Wen Yao was truly starving. She opened the food delivery app and started browsing.
After making her selection, she handed the phone back to Xie Zongxun and asked timidly,
“Is this okay?”
Wen Yao swallowed nervously.
“Maybe it’s a bit expensive. I can choose something else.”
Xie Zongxun squinted at the screen and frowned.
Reading Guide:
[Not pure sweetness, not a power fantasy—expect a bittersweet flavor]
[This is a story about someone in a position of power lowering their pride, a “chasing the wife” story. Let me say it again: a “chasing the wife” story. Both the female and male leads suffer, but it ends happily.]
The male lead’s physical attraction comes first. The focus is on ambiguous tension and push-and-pull. Apart from in bed, the male lead is quite indulgent toward the female lead.
The female lead is not the fragile type—only a little frightened at the beginning. She can be willful in front of the male lead, and he will spoil her.
There is coercion, but the male lead is not the rebellious, handsome type. He’s more of a gentle, cold-faced coercive type. Both leads are chaste, physically and emotionally.
Thank you, everyone! Hope you enjoy the story!
For specific content warnings, check the author’s notes. I’ve listed all I can think of.