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A week later—
" Xihe? Xihe? Are you ready yet? Your friend is waiting." Mother Xia shouted from outside her son's room.
"Just a minute, I'm almost done..." came Xia Xihe's slightly flustered reply from inside.
"What's wrong? Is your outfit not fitting well?"
"No..." Xia Xihe opened the door, looking like a young nobleman in his white three-piece tailcoat.
"Wow! You look adorable," Mother Xia said with admiration.
"I still feel a bit strange..." Xia Xihe felt awkward in his attire.
"Not at all, it fits perfectly. Do you want to put on some hair wax?"
"No, it's fine..."
Mother Xia adjusted his silver-gray bow tie and reminded him, "It's rare for someone to invite you to a party, so make sure to thank your friend properly later. When you meet their father, be sure to greet him and be polite."
"Okay..." Xia Xihe nodded without much conviction.
"If you get the chance, invite your friend over to our house for a meal sometime."
"About that..." Xia Xihe hesitated to agree. If Yan Yulong met his parents, he really didn't know what terrifying things he might do... Xia Xihe thought uneasily.
"Alright, don't waste any more time. Your friend has been waiting downstairs for a long time."
"Okay, I'm leaving now..." Xia Xihe grabbed the small bag with the gift inside and quickly left the house.
When they arrived downstairs, a dazzling black extended Rolls-Royce was blocking the entrance of the alley.
Wow... what an extravagant car!
Xia Xihe was stunned. Such a car was not something ordinary people could easily see; fortunately, it was nighttime, or it would definitely cause a stir among the nearby residents.
Standing next to the car was Yan Yulong, who had transformed from his usual rough appearance into a refined gentleman dressed in an elegant dark gray suit, showcasing his charming demeanor. However, as soon as he spoke, any image of sophistication vanished.
"Damn it, did you go do a face mask? What took you so long?" Yan Yulong frowned at him and complained.
"No... I'm sorry..." Faced with this tyrant, Xia Xihe could only obediently lower his head.
"Come here!" Yan Yulong called impatiently, and Xia Xihe hurriedly jogged to stand in front of him. Yan Yulong looked him up and down before leaning closer to his neck and taking a deep breath.
"Did you take a shower?"
"Yeah..." Was there a problem with that? Xia Xihe was filled with confusion.
Yan Yulong smirked and said, "You made yourself all nice and fragrant; have you finally decided to offer yourself tonight?"
Xia Xihe was bewildered for a moment before understanding his meaning. He shook his head vigorously in embarrassment. "No! Absolutely not!"
"What are you pretending for? You made yourself look so alluring just to tempt me, right?" Yan Yulong ignored his denial and continued talking.
"I didn't make myself alluring..." Xia Xihe said tearfully; he had just taken a shower...
"Alright, enough talk. Get in the car." Yan Yulong opened the door, and Xia Xihe obediently sat inside. Once settled, Yan Yulong turned to the driver and said, "Let's go."
"Yes, Third Young Master." The trained driver immediately started the car.
"Would you like something to drink?" Yan Yulong asked as he opened the small refrigerator in the car. Xia Xihe was marveling at the luxurious equipment inside the vehicle, and when he was asked, he hurriedly snapped back to reality.
"Um... no, thank you..."
Yan Yulong opened a bottle of beer and took a sip, while Xia Xihe stared blankly at his actions, feeling uncomfortable as he shifted slightly toward the car door. His hands tightly gripped the strings of the bag, and he gazed out at the scenery flying by outside.
"What are you so nervous about?" Yan Yulong saw right through him.
"Well... um... is it a bit strange for me to go with you like this?"
"What's strange about it?" Yan Yulong countered.
"It's just... we're both guys... I mean... won't your dad think it's weird?"
"He won't." Yan Yulong replied with just those two words, offering no further explanation. Since he said that, Xia Xihe felt it was inappropriate to ask any more questions.
Yan Yulong glanced at his troubled expression and said lightly, "Are you feeling restless? If you're in the mood to think about these things, why don't we do something to liven things up..."
It was obvious what he meant by "something to liven things up"! Xia Xihe shook his head in panic.
"No... I really don't want to..."
"Are you sure you don't want to?" Yan Yulong had a mischievous smile on his lips.
"I really... really don't want to!"
"But I feel so bored..." Yan Yulong's words had barely left his mouth when he suddenly pounced on Xia Xihe like a hungry tiger leaping at its prey, pressing a button on the armrest with one hand. A black glass partition slowly rose, separating the back seat from the driver's seat.
Yan Yulong tore open Xia Xihe's tie and bit down on his smooth, pale neck.
"Wow!" Xia Xihe exclaimed.
"We still have ten minutes until we arrive... Let's play a little game," Yan Yulong whispered, quickly sealing Xia Xihe's shouting mouth with his own, his tongue slipping in without hesitation.
Help! Wow!!! Ten more minutes—just kill me now! Xia Xihe screamed internally...
The Yan Family Villa, located halfway up the mountain, was festooned with lights and bustling with people. The grassy parking area was filled with various luxury cars, resembling a large auto show.
The guests attending the banquet were also a sight to behold, featuring gentlemen and ladies in sharp suits and flowing gowns, alongside eccentric individuals dressed in bizarre outfits.
A black Rolls-Royce slowly drove into the Yan Family's private parking lot and came to a stop.
The driver got out and opened the back door.
Yan Yulong stepped out of the car, looking refreshed as he adjusted his suit jacket.
Following him was Xia Xihe, disheveled and tousled, looking as if he had just been through a rough ordeal.
Xia Xihe dazedly wiped the drool from his face until he caught the driver's curious gaze upon him... His cheeks flushed, and he hurriedly tidied up his clothes and hair, shaking off his daze to catch up with Yan Yulong.
The banquet was held by the swimming pool, where some stunning women in sexy swimsuits frolicked in the water while other guests sat by the poolside, sipping cocktails and chatting away.
Chefs set up barbecue grills to prepare delicious skewers on-site, while a pianist played melodious tunes at a large white grand piano. Well-trained waitstaff moved gracefully through the crowd, carrying food and drinks.
In the garden nearby, colorful little lights hung from the trees, flickering in sync with the atmosphere of the event.
Many of the guests attending the banquet were brothers from the Underworld. A few rough-looking men were flirting openly with beautiful women, while some bold couples simply hid in the bushes to kiss. The other guests were used to such scenes, but it was the first time for Xia Xihe to witness anything like this, leaving her dumbfounded.
"What are you daydreaming about? Let's go." Yan Yulong, who was walking ahead, noticed he had fallen behind and impatiently pulled him along toward a few men standing on the steps of the villa.
All those men were dressed in suits. The one in the middle was the youngest, around twenty-five years old. He was tall and handsome, with an elegant yet brooding demeanor.
The young man bore a resemblance to Yan Yulong, though he was slightly taller by an inch or two.
When the other men saw Yan Yulong, they respectfully called out, "Third Young Master."
"Mm." Yan Yulong responded with a grunt and then asked the man in the middle, "Where's Dad?"
"Inside," Yan Yuhao replied, swirling his wine glass. His sharp eyes locked onto the young man behind Yan Yulong as he chuckled and asked, "Third Brother, aren't you going to introduce us?"
Yan Yulong pointed at Xia Xihe and said, "This is my wife."
"Oh?" Yan Yuhao responded with a meaningful tone. Then Yan Yulong pointed at him and said to Xia Xihe:
"This is my Second Brother."
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