The Peerless Beauty Stuck With Me

Chapter 1662 - 1661: Glass Man

"Young Master, you're right. Since he's on our turf, there's no way he can stir up any trouble. Coming here alone—he's really overestimating himself."The delicate-looking man started flattering the Second Son of Yan Family.

He had to admit, hearing these words, the Second Son of Yan Family felt a pleasant itch right at the tip of his heart.

"You're a lot more tactful than that guy Yan Xin. Oh right, didn't you want to know why Yan Xin never came back after he left? Because he's already dead over on North Island."

Dead on North Island?

The delicate-looking man's heart gave a jolt.

He had only thought Yan Xin was still over there carrying out other missions; he hadn't expected that, even though the man clearly hadn't returned, the Second Son of Yan Family was already so certain that Yan Xin had lost his life.

"He betrayed me, so I triggered the Poisonous Insect Poison in his body. That man… he should've died pretty miserably."

Triggered the Poisonous Insect Poison in Yan Xin's body?

The delicate-looking man shuddered all over.

He had Poisonous Insect Poison in him too. Anyone who wanted to stay by the Second Son of Yan Family's side would be dosed by him with Poisonous Insect Poison, whether willingly or by force.

The delicate-looking man had thought that as long as he behaved himself by the Second Son of Yan Family's side, whether there was poison in him or not didn't matter. But when he heard that even Yan Xin, who had followed the Second Son of Yan Family for so many years, could be made to suffer the poison without any regard for past ties, it was easy enough to imagine: if he did anything to displease the Second Son of Yan Family, his end might be even worse than Yan Xin's.

"What? Hearing that Yan Xin's dead, are you regretting choosing me, or are you scared?"

The Second Son of Yan Family furrowed his brows. He hated it most when people looked afraid of him; it made him feel like he wasn't welcome at all.

"N-no, that's not what I mean. My dream is to follow by Young Master's side, to obey Young Master's orders. Being able to work for Young Master is my honor."

Only after the man had almost exhausted every flattering phrase he knew did the Second Son of Yan Family loosen his frown. Then, a pair of deathly pale hands reached up to touch the delicate-looking man's face.

"Do you know why I chose to keep you by my side?"

His hand rubbed the delicate-looking man's face twice, and that wasn't enough. It moved from his face to his neck, then down to his chest.

The delicate-looking man's Adam's apple bobbed. He had no idea what the Second Son of Yan Family was up to.

He wanted to resist, but as soon as he thought of Yan Xin's miserable death, he didn't dare to act out.

"No, I don't know."

The delicate-looking man started to stammer.

A moment ago he truly didn't know, but now he did, and it was hard to even pretend ignorance.

"You do know. If you really don't know at all, then I don't mind telling you myself."

The Second Son of Yan Family's hand grew even more brazen.

In broad daylight, dressed in his black robe, he was groping a delicate-looking man all over. No matter how you looked at it, the scene was bizarre and unbearably awkward.

"I took a liking to your looks. You're pretty much my type. At the same time, I hope you're someone who knows what's what."

No, deep down, the delicate-looking man still preferred women. He had no desire to be any so-called "sensible person"; he only wanted to quietly work under the Second Son of Yan Family and that would be enough.

"I can give you a chance. You can still walk away now; I won't stop you."

The fact that the Second Son of Yan Family swung both ways—男女通吃—was something only he himself knew right now, because everyone who knew this secret was dead. If the man walked away now, there would only be one outcome for him: death.

The Second Son of Yan Family had never believed that a living person could keep a secret. So sometimes he preferred to personally finish someone off, let them take the secret into their coffin.

Only the dead can guarantee a secret will never be spoken.

"Young Master, since I've chosen you, I absolutely won't leave. I am absolutely loyal to Young Master."

The delicate-looking man had obviously already made his choice.

Between dignity and life, he chose the latter. Naturally, dignity became the sacrifice between the two of them.

"You're very smart. You're the only one besides me who knows this secret. As long as you behave, your days will be easy. If you don't, I'll just have to train you properly."

The delicate-looking man felt like the Young Master standing before him had turned into a different person. That tone of voice, those flippant movements—how was this the Young Master they usually knew?

No wonder that in all his years in the Yan Family, the delicate-looking man had never heard any rumors that the Second Son of Yan Family liked men. It was simply because the Second Son of Yan Family hid his own sexual preferences extremely well.

The delicate-looking man was taken back to the place where the Second Son of Yan Family lived. In his own little domain, he no longer hid his face. The moment he took off his mask, the delicate-looking man got a clear look at the Second Son of Yan Family's features.

This was his first time seeing the Second Son of Yan Family, and of course, since he had chosen to become the Young Master's man, it certainly wouldn't be the last.

The Second Son of Yan Family's face was a bit deathly pale, a bit妖魅, with not a trace of masculine strength. Instead, he gave people an illusion of yin overpowering yang.

The delicate-looking man sensed it, but didn't dare put that feeling into words.

After all, both his looks and his preferences were lines that couldn't be touched in the Second Son of Yan Family's heart.

The Second Son of Yan Family walked closer to the delicate-looking man. With every step he took, the delicate-looking man's heart thumped once. The nearer he came, the faster his heartbeat grew. When the distance between them shrank to almost nothing, the man suddenly shut his eyes, his face twisting with pain.

"I don't like forcing people, and I don't like being lied to. I asked you just now—how did you answer?"

The Second Son of Yan Family withdrew that touch of indulgence in his gaze, replacing it with a vicious glint.

He had said long ago that he hated being lied to. Even if the delicate-looking man had told a white lie to survive, it still wasn't acceptable.

"No, I didn't lie. I truly am loyal to Young Master, willing to give everything for Young Master. Please give me one more chance!"

The delicate-looking man was terrified—more than he'd been at any moment before. From the Young Master's eyes, he had seen killing intent. Even if he misspoke a single sentence, he could become a corpse the very next second.

"Want me to give you another chance? That's not happening. Next, it's your turn to take the initiative. Do you need me to teach you how?"

He didn't dare say he needed it. Even if he really did need teaching, he could only shake his head.

The delicate-looking man felt stifled.

He was a perfectly good young man, hadn't even taken a wife yet, and just to carve out a place for himself in the Yan Family, he had now fallen to the point of having to please a man.

The Second Son of Yan Family lay down on the bed, closed his eyes lazily, and said nothing more.

Even so, the delicate-looking man didn't dare lay a reckless hand on him. He knew that before he even moved, the other would already sense the intent to kill.

Step by step, he approached the Second Son of Yan Family, and in despair, began doing to a man the things one should only do to a woman.