Chapter 4: A Deadly Joke – A Few Wheel Tracks

The system answered mercilessly,

[This is something the player should be considering.]

Jiang Shulan said expressionlessly,

[Next time, can you stop giving me character backgrounds like this?]

[No.]

The system was utterly impartial, and immediately set the next few character profiles to “the BOSS’s boyfriend” as well.

Jiang Shulan sighed helplessly.

So this is what “work” is like, no matter where you go, it’s just a pitfall waiting to swallow you.

“Baby, still angry?”

Rusty Nail immediately noticed the change in his expression.

He stepped forward, bent down, and in one smooth motion slipped an arm under Jiang Shulan’s knees, lifting him up entirely like a child.

The tall figure cast a shadow that completely enveloped him.

A strong masculine presence rushed in.

Sunlight filtered through the window, landing on Rusty Nail’s body. His eyelashes cast faint fan-shaped shadows beneath his eyes. His thin lips were slightly pressed together, and his deep brown eyes stared unblinking at Jiang Shulan’s face, quietly waiting.

Why did the atmosphere feel… weird?

Jiang Shulan cleared his throat awkwardly and looked away.

“Yes! I’m angry! I want to break up with you! I still like girls! I hate you-”

The person in his arms seemed thinner than a week ago.

Maybe he hadn’t been doing well outside.

Or maybe the news reports about his methods had scared him.

His baby was timid.

As long as he showed even a hint of violence, he would immediately perk up like a rabbit ready to run.

So after being together, he had stopped doing those things entirely, at most giving certain people “small lessons.”

But who knew those damn people would set their sights on his baby…

He didn’t want to be this extreme.

He had already restrained himself.

Recently he only “punished” a few people.

And yet… it still reached his baby.

The person in his arms seemed to notice his distraction and slapped his face lightly.

His throat rolled.

Those soft red lips opened and closed. A flicker of tongue hid between his teeth. Those eyes, always his favorite, always the ones he made tear up and flush, were now glaring straight at him.

He felt himself tightening even more.

They had been separated for a week.

A week without release.

“Baby.”

His voice was low and hoarse, dangerously sensual. The last thread of restraint was stretched to its limit, one more push and it would snap.

Those blue eyes filled with him again.

“Do you even- mmph…”

The words were swallowed by a sudden, overwhelming kiss.

It came down like a storm, catching Jiang Shulan completely off guard.

He instinctively tried to push him away, but was forced apart. His wrists were pinned above his head by a large hand, his legs restrained as well.

“Rusty… Rusty Nail!” Jiang Shulan was furious.

****

A full day and night.

Although they hadn’t gone all the way, but still!

Someone who had never even properly hugged anyone before had now experienced what being “taught” really meant!

“Break up!”

He trembled as he raised his middle finger toward the ceiling, voice hoarse with determination.

“I’m definitely breaking up with him!”

A death from unrequited love was better than being “handled” to death like this!!!

“Break up?”

The man pushed the door open.

His pace was unhurried, each step steady and silent, only his shadow arrived first.

Jiang Shulan lowered his eyes and tucked his hand back under the blanket.

Rusty Nail stopped in front of him.

His rough fingertips brushed the corner of Jiang Shulan’s eye, smearing the faint redness a little further.

He said nothing.

He simply stood there.

Quiet. Still.

But his presence alone made Jiang Shulan’s scalp tighten.

His breathing unconsciously softened. He sneaked a glance at Rusty Nail’s expression.

“…I was talking nonsense.”

He quickly corrected himself.

Just kidding!

He was serious!

Once he found a chance to get far enough away from Rusty Nail, far enough not to be “handled” to death, he would definitely break up with him properly.

Very fiercely.

📚 Also on NHV Novels

Night Has Fallen, Mafia—Send Your Text Messages

BLDramaModern

Read Now →
Not interested