Series: The Big Boss’s Secret Lover

At eight o’clock in the evening, the bodyguards assembled as instructed and headed by car to the port. Nie Jun, dressed in a black T-shirt and a windbreaker, sat in the back of a business van with the others. Ahead of them was a completely black Mercedes. It stopped and started intermittently, and the van…

The yacht started up immediately and sped off toward the distance. Kong Wenyu glanced back at the people on the cruise ship; in just a few seconds, even the deck was no longer visible. Nie Jun remained standing there for a while longer, watching until the dark shape vanished completely. Then he turned, walked back…

Maybe he had never remembered. A man like Kong Wenyu—the sole heir of S City’s leading corporation, and the only grandson of the founder of Llno, an international luxury brand—had no reason to recall an insignificant accident. For nearly half a minute, no one spoke. In the inner chamber, there was only the quiet glow…

Others joined in, laughing and egging him on. There was no way he was taking his shirt off. Nie Jun just wanted to get this over with as quickly as possible. “Coming!” Xiao Lang warned. The warning was unnecessary. Nie Jun was in a rush—he didn’t want to waste a single extra second here, only…

Soft rustling followed, then the faint sound of bare feet pressing into the carpet—quiet, but in that still space, it carried an inexplicably heavy undertone. Kong Wenyu walked toward him at an unhurried pace. The wide robe he wore was loosely tied at the waist, tracing out a slender, graceful line. “What’s in your pocket?”…

The next evening, Yu Jiatuo came by. Kong Wenyu had just finished working out and was getting a massage. The butler led Yu Jiatuo upstairs, pushed open the door, and walked in a bit before spotting Kong Wenyu lying outside the steam room while a therapist was massaging his head. “The Yu gentleman is here,”…

Ao Yongwang deliberately kept refilling Kong Wenyu’s glass. After a couple of drinks with the group, Ao Qingqing was the first to get annoyed. “Let’s go check out the fashion show,” she said, reaching to take Kong Wenyu’s hand—only for him to set his glass down and move past her without noticing. “There are too…

At this hour, the night market was at its peak. Outdoor barbecue tables filled up as soon as they were cleared, and the noise rose steadily—low conversations were no longer audible. After just over thirty minutes, Nie Jun said, “We should probably head back.” There were three empty beer bottles at Hai Ming’s feet. He…

Hai Ming agreed. Kong Wenyu thought for a moment, then dropped the subject and asked instead, “Has Second Aunt been asking about me lately?” “She has,” Hai Ming replied. “She’s been asking about your progress with Miss Ao.” “She’s close with the Ao family?” “They’ve met privately, but there’s only been one time caught on…

As Nie Jun stepped out, Secretary Ling happened to be coming up. Seeing him exit, Ling fell in beside him, heading out together. While descending the stairs, Nie Jun asked, “What’s keeping you busy lately?” Ling’s smile curved his eyes into crescents. “Preparing for next week’s yacht trip. After we get back, we’ll visit Madam.…

It was 11 o’clock in the morning when Hai Ming tied Nie Jun in, and it was 12:30 when Nie Jun came out alone.   Seeing that he was in a good mood, but his face looked strange, Hai Ming tried to comfort him: “Did I embarrass you?”   Nie Jun paused, his underwear stuck…

The party on the ship was scheduled for Saturday because among the invited guests were two people for whom wearing a three-piece suit was a critical moment—if they carried it off well, they could take power from their fathers; if not, they might have to continue “training” for another three to five years. It wasn’t…

Kong Wenyu was the first to withdraw his gaze and signaled to Ao Yongwang. “Your turn.” Ao Yongwang realized he was referring to the cards. After a brief hesitation, he tossed his hand away. “Fold.” The dealer continued dealing. When it came to Di Xun, he glanced at his cards and pushed out ten chips.…

Nie Jun escorted the man toward Kong Wenyu’s room. When they reached the door, he stood still for a moment before asking, “What’s your name?” “Sasa,” the young man answered. “Like the word ‘sā’ in ‘xiāosā’—dashing.” It didn’t sound like a proper name—more like a nickname. About as unserious as “Xiao Lang.” Not as respectable…

Before dawn, Hai Ming came upstairs. He had slept, the alcohol had worn off, and he looked refreshed. Nie Jun was still standing by the door. Hai Ming clapped him on the shoulder. “You must be tired. I’ll keep watch during the day. Go get some rest.” “I’m fine,” Nie Jun said. Hai Ming glanced…

Nie Jun looked at Kong Wenyu. Kong Wenyu didn’t seem to notice; his expression didn’t shift. “You and him?” Hai Ming nodded. “We went to that convenience street up ahead, just grabbed a quick meal—about half an hour.” “And he came back after?” “He went to mail a package. He returned shortly after.” Hai Ming…

Nie Jun grabbed two spare sets of clothes before heading back to his room. He took a shower, changed into something dry, then washed the entire soaked outfit. This cruise ship was huge. Even the bodyguards had decent rooms—mostly doubles or triples, the only difference being they didn’t have a sea view. He hung his…

Those who had gone to gather firewood and hunt rabbits gradually returned. Hai Ming carried one in his hand, walked over, and asked Kong Wenyu whether they should light a fire here, move elsewhere, or try to keep searching for a hut. Kong Wenyu didn’t care either way, so Hai Ming started organizing people to…

Kong Wenyu only ate a few bites before stopping; judging by his expression, forcing down another mouthful might make him throw up immediately. When Nie Jun ate the food Kong Wenyu had left, he was still puzzled—it tasted fine to him. After eating, he went to the creek to wash his hands. He took off…

A whistle sounded in the distance. This was very common in the dense jungle, representing some kind of human command. Nie Jun wiped the wet marks on Kong Wenyu’s lower abdomen and stared at him. Kong Wenyu’s chest rose and fell gradually back to normal, and his consciousness returned to his mind. His clear eyes…