Chapter Six

Li Zekun was still wearing the formal suit jacket he had worn out of the company. He casually took it off and threw it into the laundry basket in the bathroom to be sent for dry cleaning the next day. He had originally planned to take a shower directly, but his thoughts wandered and he instead grabbed a towel and roughly dried his hair.

Originally, Li Zekun intended to give Tao Ran a lesson and show him that he was not an easy master to serve. But in the end, it only caused trouble for himself. Tao Ran was always on his mind, with the image of him trembling behind him and possibly crying. Li Zekun felt uneasy no matter what he did.

When Li Zekun opened the door, Tao Ran was frozen. He was actually very beautiful, but his face was too pale, as white as an uncolored beauty portrait, revealing an unreal feeling.

"You're really useless." Li Zekun threw the towel at him and slightly moved to the side, indicating for him to come inside.

Tao Ran lowers his head and looks pleasingly agreeable: "Thank you."

"Don't touch anything. I'll find you a place to stay tomorrow.", Li Zekun emphasized again before finally going to take a shower.

Tao ran and watched Li Zekun's back as he walked away, feeling a twinge of pain but it wasn't too intense, mixed with a sense of injustice. He found it ridiculous that he felt this way, as he had no right to expect kindness from Li Zekun from the beginning. After being ruthlessly rejected twice, Tao ran finally realized how overconfident he had been.

After being lost in thought for a moment, Tao Ran thought of Li Zekun's wet jacket from the rain. Despite feeling cold himself, he headed straight to the kitchen. The house was extremely empty, but he managed to scrounge up some brown sugar and ginger, which he used to make a pot of hot soup.

Tao Ran has recently relaxed a bit and is no longer as scared as when he first woke up. However, he still can't find any important information that proves his original identity. On the other hand, the memories of the original owner become clearer and clearer. Over time, Tao Ran starts to doubt whether there is something wrong with his mental state.

When Li Zekun came out, Taoran was pouring spicy ginger soup into a snow-white porcelain bowl. The pungent aroma caused Li Zekun to stumble.

"I told you not to mess with things, didn't I?" Although Li Zekun's reprimand was firm, his demeanor was not too overbearing. He was simply accustomed to not giving unnecessary people a friendly face.

"I'll tidy up.", Tao Ran carefully placed the bowl onto the dining table. "Drink it while it's hot."

When Li Zekun is not hurling insults, he is thinking about Cheng Xia. Although he dislikes the pungent smell, he still pinched his nose and drank a bowl of soup.

Cheng Xia likes to try out strange and unusual soups such as medicinal soups, herbal teas, and ginger soups. However, most of the time the results are not good and he himself is disgusted with them, but he still forces Li Zekun to finish a pot. Li Zekun always puts on a good face for Cheng Xia, smiling and drinking until his face turns blue, and then making it up to him at night. Despite this, Cheng Xia still loves making soup and never learns his lesson.

"Pour me another bowl.", Li Zekun spoke with a soft voice that seemed incongruous with his usual tone.

Tao Ran was also stunned: "So delicious, why?" His surprised expression was more attractive than being gentle and obedient, with his eyes shining clearly in black and white, suddenly becoming lively.

Li Zekun's eyes flickered as he wanted to scold him for not being allowed to behave like this, but he knew he was being overdramatic, so he could only stay silent and pour himself another bowl of soup.

"Go wash up, you look really dirty.", said Li Zekun, who didn't want to keep looking at him and also felt that he looked way more disheveled than he did when he entered the room.

After entering the bathroom, Tao Ran couldn't help but think more about it. There must be another meaning for a hostess man behind Li Zekun's words when he said that. Moreover, the rich man brought his lover home, so he couldn't just soften his heart for a moment and drink two bowls of ginger soup. A few nights ago, Tao Ran was pinned down by Li Zekun, and at that time he didn't reject his intimacy. Now, he still has the courage to think about it.

When Tao Ran stepped out of the bathroom, Li Zekun was dozing off on the floor-to-ceiling window platform in the living room, which was covered with a long-haired, ash-gray carpet. It was Li Zekun's old ailment; he tended to feel tired and sleep more on rainy days. The rain had not stopped yet, and the sky was gloomy. The raindrops pattered against the glass.

Tao Ran walked past quietly without disturbing Li Zekun at all.

After taking a shower, Li Zekun came out without changing into his pajamas. The collar of his bathrobe was loosely tied in a knot, revealing the smooth muscles beneath his prominent collarbone. He was a handsome man, with an arrogant and domineering presence.

Arrogant and Domineering?

It has been long gone. Four years ago, Li Zekun has gradually become introverted, turning into a deep abyss of a person.

In Tao Ran's mind, there was a trance, as if it was only the first time he met Li Zekun. This man was only in his early twenties, with a flat-top haircut and a sweatshirt. His sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes were full of worldly cynicism. That was what made him so handsome and arrogant.

Tao Ran's head was a little sore. He quickly dismissed his chaotic thoughts and slowly knelt in front of Li Zekun.

He had a moment of confusion about what he should do, whether to please or simply make the man in front of him happy.

Tao Ran slowly reached out to untie Li Zekun's bathrobe sash. He hesitated, unsure whether to drape his hand over Li Zekun's chest or stroke him directly. However, Li Zekun suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Tao Ran's wrist.

Li Zekun was like a cat with its tail stepped on, or a young girl being harassed by a rogue. At that moment, his expression could almost be described as furious and ferocious. He grasped Tao Ran's wrist with one hand, and without hesitation, slapped him across the face with the other.

"You motherf**ker, go to the nightclub if you want to f**k around! Don't fool around in my house!"