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Chen Mo, do you regret it?
This question continuously looped in his mind, but he lacked the courage to ask out loud.
It turned out that Chen Mo wasn’t the only one who was scared; he was too afraid of the answer being yes.
Ye Mu stared blankly at the ceiling, finding the night unbearable.
Hour after hour…
The medicine he had taken seemed to be having some effect, numbing his nerves and causing a sudden dizziness.
As his consciousness faded, he couldn’t keep his heavy eyelids open and slowly closed them.
Ye Mu’s sleep was restless, and it took a long time for his breathing to become steady and deep.
Chen Mo patiently waited until Ye Mu was fully asleep before turning slightly to look at him.
Perhaps due to the cold, Chen Mo’s pale, delicate face was tense, and his fingers and toes were curled up, making his already thin body appear even more fragile.
Chen Mo lowered his gaze, hesitating for a moment before moving closer, trying to block the draft with the blanket.
He wasn’t used to sleeping in too many clothes; at the moment, he was only wearing a black vest. His broad chest, well-defined six-pack abs, and the smooth curve of his waist all radiated warmth and a magnetic hormonal allure.
In his sleep, Ye Mu unconsciously moved closer, burying his face into the warm curve of Chen Mo’s neck.
Chen Mo frowned, instinctively pulling back and pushing Ye Mu’s face away.
Ye Mu tilted his head slightly and pressed his body against Chen Mo’s chest. His soft, tousled hair brushed against the skin, causing a gentle tickling sensation.
Chen Mo cast him a disdainful glance and pinched his chin to push him further away.
Ye Mu’s cool expression revealed a hint of dissatisfaction. In his drowsy state, he slightly parted his lips to resist Chen Mo’s long fingers.
Chen Mo continued to push him away, and his finger ended up in Ye Mu’s mouth.
Ye Mu moved and, with a furrowed brow, began to suck on the finger.
The slick warmth of Ye Mu’s mouth sent a shiver through Chen Mo’s nerves. The teasing motion of Ye Mu’s tongue around the finger was almost provocatively suggestive.
Chen Mo’s heart raced, and his breathing grew heavy. Realizing he was losing control, he quickly pulled his finger out of Ye Mu’s mouth.
Under the dim moonlight, Chen Mo’s lips were wet and tender, framed by his refined face, which stirred a primal urge within him.
He swallowed hard, not thinking too much, and almost instinctively kissed Ye Mu’s lips, starting to suckle.
Ye Mu let out a soft moan, tilting his head back with his eyelashes fluttering.
Chen Mo’s hand caressed Ye Mu’s cheek, roughly prying open his lips and letting his tongue explore every inch inside.
The sticky heat excited every cell in Chen Mo’s body, making it hard for him to restrain himself. When he finally touched Ye Mu’s body, he had to admit that this was what he had wanted all along.
He was obsessed, wanting to cling to this man in a deep, passionate embrace.
Ye Mu was somewhat oxygen-deprived and struggled to pull away, tilting his head back.
Chen Mo swallowed again, pressing his tongue against Ye Mu’s chin and licking it passionately, leaving kisses on his cheeks, neck, and chest…
“Beep beep”
The phone by the bedside suddenly vibrated again.
Chen Mo paused, squinting at the screen as he opened it.
In the dead of night, it was an unread text message.
“Ye Mu, to be honest, he’s only after your body.” — Yan Chen
Chen Mo lowered his head, scrolling through the previous messages as well. After reading everything, he clenched his teeth and angrily replied using Ye Mu’s phone:
“Shut your d*mn mouth!”
After sending the message, he sighed, covered Ye Mu with the blanket, and went to lie down on the sofa in the living room.
Tossing and turning, Chen Mo couldn’t sleep. With his eyes half-closed, his mind replayed the image of Ye Mu exposed on the bed, his body becoming increasingly heated.
The night was particularly dark and empty, with only the ticking of the clock echoing.
Unconsciously, his right hand found its way into his pants…
“Ugh!”
Chen Mo cursed himself, shaking his hand in frustration and muttering about being filthy. He suddenly got up and took a cold shower.
The sound of the shower ran for a long time, finally stopping after about half an hour.
When he came out again, his mind was much clearer. He wrapped himself in a blanket and took a long time to fall asleep.
***
The next morning, Ye Mu prepared breakfast, making some plain porridge and a few healthy vegetables.
Chen Mo was in poor spirits, sitting there with his head down, barely interacting.
They ate in silence, and when Chen Mo drove to the office, it was already late. Many people looked at them with curiosity.
As Yan Chen had said, their ambiguous photos had been published as the headline news the next day.
“Alpha President Chen Mo suspected of coming out, spotted holding hands with a same-sex man in the middle of the night.” The related topic quickly spread among the company employees.
For a moment, everyone in the company was discussing them behind their backs, some of it even in a way that was hard to imagine.
Ye Mu was busy contacting investors, and Chen Mo was busy stabilizing the stock price. They barely spoke to each other throughout the day, only encountering each other during a late-night snack after working overtime.
“Did you see today’s report?” Ye Mu asked quietly, sipping his coffee, feeling unsettled.
Chen Mo was flipping through documents, his tone indifferent. “I saw it. It’s well-written and leaves no room for criticism.”
Ye Mu bit his lip, “What’s the plan moving forward?”
Chen Mo impassively reviewed another document. “It may seem abrupt, but I’ve decided to postpone the press conference for now.”
Ye Mu’s expression faltered, a trace of gloom passing through his eyes, but he quickly masked it. “That’s fine. For the sake of the company, postponing the announcement makes sense. I understand.”
He already knew the answer before he asked, but he still hoped for confirmation. Perhaps he shouldn’t have had such high expectations of Chen Mo from the beginning.
Chen Mo noticed his despondency and furrowed his brow. “This is a carefully considered decision. I hope you understand.”
He still wasn’t satisfied. If possible, he wanted to wait until he could publicly refute last night’s text message before coming out.
Ye Mu looked at him deeply. “I’m fine. Just feeling a bit clearer.”
Someone once said that growing up means moving from a path full of setbacks to a determined pursuit. Chen Mo had matured compared to before, but he clearly lacked the determination and courage to commit to a long-term relationship.
At the age of thirty, perhaps he was too idealistic and invested.
The man’s face was expressionless but carried a self-deprecating irony, no longer gentle as before.
After saying this, he said no more, gathering his documents and heading out the door.
Chen Mo felt a pang in his heart, instinctively reaching out to grab his arm. “Don’t go.”
Ye Mu glanced at him, his voice weary. “I still have work to do.”
Chen Mo clutched his sleeve, his eyes flickering as he looked at Ye Mu’s beautiful lips, unable to resist pulling him into a gentle embrace and leaning in.
Ye Mu stood still, calmly watching as Chen Mo came closer.
Chen Mo’s expression showed some hesitation, and after a moment, he didn’t kiss him.
Ye Mu had not understood him since last night. He stared at him with dark eyes, not asking anything, and simply turned away.
“Bang”
The sharp sound of the door closing made the large office suddenly quiet.
Chen Mo, filled with frustration, slapped himself hard across the face.
He was almost going mad!
Despite having warned himself, he couldn’t help but think about that issue whenever he was with Ye Mu.
Even a single chance to kiss was something he didn’t want to miss.
The overwhelming desire from last night surged back, burning him with discomfort, leaving him feeling suffocated and stifled. At that moment, all he wanted was to pull Ye Mu back and fiercely take control of him!
D*mn it! Who can tell him why? Was he really that desperate? Was he truly just a lecher as that b*stard said, only after Ye Mu’s body?
Chen Mo’s youthful, handsome face was etched with helplessness as he hugged his head, leaning in frustration on his desk.
The night was as thick as dark ink, impossibly deep.
No one gave him the answer.
The computer screen had dimmed from prolonged disuse, only a single ad link for an adult video site blinking incessantly.
Chen Mo wiped his face and silently moved the mouse to the yellow page, clicking it open…
