Chapter 28

The trending topic was simple: a paparazzo had captured Wen Yubai and a middle-aged man stepping out of a luxury car and entering a hotel together.

Viewed in isolation, the video seemed mundane.

However, the middle-aged man had been exposed by his ex-wife last year for being a closeted homosexual with a penchant for younger boys.

Given this context, the Weibo post with the accompanying photos and video quickly ignited explosive discussions.

At first, fans tried to explain, but as the post gained more traction, the comments spiraled out of control.

**Comments:**

– “Isn’t that guy into some illegal stuff?”

– “Wen Yubai looks off in the video, like he’s drunk.”

– “Yeah, I think so too. This is kind of scary.”

– “What’s the big deal? Maybe he’s just being escorted by an older acquaintance.”

– “Because that guy likes young men, especially.”

– “Horrified JPG.”

– “Fans, stop covering up. You should be helping him call the police.”

– “Damn it, can this pervert go to jail already?”

– “As a fan, I can’t understand those saying it’s no big deal. I’m genuinely worried about Yubai’s safety. What disgusts me the most is that he was happily talking about going to a party with his dad during a livestream last night.”

– “Wen Zhentian took him to the party, and then let a shady character take him away. Sometimes I really wonder if he knows how to be a father.”

– “I remember Chi Jing didn’t have a good attitude towards him during a livestream before. Maybe Wen Zhentian really has some issues.”

– “Chi Jing’s fans, don’t use this as an opportunity to whitewash your idol. Regardless of Wen Zhentian’s issues, without him, Chi Jing wouldn’t have attended such a good university.”

At this, Chi Jing silently thought to himself: **I could.**

Without Wen Zhentian, he might have achieved even better grades.

Moreover, he had earned his own tuition for university, juggling school and modeling shoots throughout his four years of college. Otherwise, with his looks, he wouldn’t have remained unnoticed during university.

Chi Jing glanced at the trending topic, estimating that Wen Yubai’s team would step in soon.

As the protagonist of this world, Wen Yubai wouldn’t really suffer such humiliation. But today’s experience should make him see Wen Zhentian’s true nature.

However, this wasn’t something Chi Jing needed to worry about.

Lying in bed with damp hair, he played with his phone. After a while, he heard a faint sound from the small window in the master bedroom’s east side.

Initially, immersed in the online world, he didn’t notice the subtle noise, but it continued persistently.

Once, twice, three times!

He angrily got out of bed, walked to the window, and yanked the curtain open!

Through the glass, he saw Jiang Yucheng standing in the room of the villa opposite.

He quickly sent a WeChat message.

**Chi Jing:** “What are you doing!”

After sending the message, he saw Jiang Yucheng lower his head to check his phone, indicating he had received the message.

A second later, he replied.

**Jiang Yucheng:** “Dry your hair before you sleep.”

**Chi Jing:** “Too lazy.”

Chi Jing was a lazy succubus who didn’t like to dry his hair.@@novelbin@@

**Jiang Yucheng:** “Come here, I’ll do it for you.”

He seriously considered for a second, then went downstairs, exited through the kitchen side door, and headed to the neighboring villa.

Jiang Yucheng was already waiting behind the door. As soon as he heard movement, he opened the door.

Immediately, a possessive embrace enveloped Chi Jing tightly.

He struggled a bit, causing his loose bathrobe to fall open even more.

Jiang Yucheng let go of him, led him to the sofa, and took out a prepared hairdryer, gently drying his hair.

Chi Jing, feeling comfortable, almost fell asleep.

When the sound of the hairdryer stopped, he opened his eyes and grabbed Jiang Yucheng’s hand, preventing him from leaving.

Caught off guard, Jiang Yucheng was pulled down, hot breath brushing against the soft skin of his neck.

Chi Jing shivered, his bat wings trembling.

Jiang Yucheng steadied him. “What’s wrong?”

Chi Jing released his grip. “Do you remember what I mentioned before?”

Jiang Yucheng, sitting on the edge of the sofa, gently stroked his soft hair. “About your maturity?”

“Yes,” he said. “Although we succubi refer to it as ‘feeding,’ in human terms, it would be more appropriate to call it ‘casual sex.’ “Jiang Yucheng’s jaw tensed as he narrowed his eyes. “Casual sex?”

Chi Jing looked puzzled. He thought he heard him laugh coldly.

“Yes, just casual sex.”

Jiang Yucheng: “Heh”

Chi Jing: “What’s so funny?”

“Nothing.” Jiang Yucheng suppressed his rising emotions, chuckling softly.

He looked at Chi Jing gently, but the gentleness didn’t reach his eyes, only his surface.

With his sharp sense, Chi Jing felt that he was very angry.

Chi Jing: “What are you thinking?”

Jiang Yucheng: “Thinking about how to help you through your maturity.”

It was a normal conversation, but Chi Jing felt something was off with him.

So he asked again.

“You don’t know how to have sex?”

A blunt statement, but Jiang Yucheng’s expression remained unchanged.

He said: “No, I’m thinking about how to f*ck you senseless.”

Only then did he realize that Jiang Yucheng was really a bit angry.

He frowned, confused. “Are you angry? Why?”

“I thought our interactions were aimed at dating,” Jiang Yucheng smiled, “but it seems that’s not the case?”

“What a joke,” Chi Jing lifted his chin, proud like a peacock. “I’m a succubus. Have you ever seen a succubus give up a whole buffet for one meal?”

Jiang Yucheng remained silent, fingers running through Chi Jing’s black hair.

He forcefully cupped his head, leaning down to kiss him with aggression.