WMSR — QT Chapter 69

Chapter 69

Xu Jiangzhe gently settled Bai Yichen down into the wheelchair, radiating an air of high-spirited excitement. "Let me take you on a tour of our new home."

With that, he pushed the wheelchair forward, guiding Bai Yichen through the rooms while introducing each space with the meticulous care of a newlywed husband showing his partner around.

Yet, with every descriptive word Xu Jiangzhe uttered, Bai Yichen felt a heavy, suffocating weight sink deeper into his chest. Every single detail of the interior decor, paired with Xu Jiangzhe's remarks, made it painfully clear that this residence hadn't been cobbled together on a whim. Just how long had Xu Jiangzhe been harboring this elaborate fantasy?

Gazing at Xu Jiangzhe's signature scholarly, elegant smile, an unnamable, creeping chill settled over Bai Yichen's heart.

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And a quick heads-up: the protagonist shou of this world should be making his appearance in the very next chapter!

Chapter 34: The Caged White Moonlight (11)

After touring the majority of the villa, Xu Jiangzhe finally wheeled Bai Yichen into the master bedroom—an exceptionally vast, sprawling chamber. Dominated by an oversized, pillowy bed spacious enough for several people to roll around on without crowding, it stood as the sole master suite in the entire residence.

The implications of that architectural layout were glaringly obvious. In this villa, there was only one master bedroom; Xu Jiangzhe would sleep there, and Bai Yichen would sleep there too. Within a domain completely under his unilateral control, Xu Jiangzhe no longer needed to maintain separate quarters and resort to sneaking across the hall in the dead of night.

Though Bai Yichen understood that any verbal rejection would be entirely futile under the current circumstances, staring at that arrangement still made it impossible for him to muster a shred of relief.

Fortunately, Xu Jiangzhe hadn't entirely abandoned his restraint. Noticing the profound exhaustion etched across Bai Yichen's features following the day's harrowing ordeal—his lips remaining parched despite the water he had been given in the car—Xu Jiangzhe offered a gentle, considerate suggestion: "Ziqian, you should rest for a bit. We'll eat when you wake up. Just like back at the house, I've had a nurse call button installed right by the head of the bed. If you need anything, just press the buzzer to call for me—don't worry about being a bother."

Hearing that, Bai Yichen offered a quiet nod of compliance, allowing Xu Jiangzhe to scoop him up and tuck him comfortably beneath the covers. Only after watching the young man's figure vanish through the doorway did he finally allow his tense shoulders to slump in relaxation.

The rapid succession of turbulent events over the past twenty-four hours had left Bai Yichen's mind swirling with a labyrinth of racing thoughts. Yet his physical vessel in this lifetime possessed a fragile, delicate constitution; the mere strain of today's abrupt relocation had drained his energy reserves dry.

Lying against the plush mattress for a brief moment, his eyelids began to grow uncontrollably heavy. Catching a final glimpse of the closed bedroom door and confirming that Xu Jiangzhe had no immediate plans to return, Bai Yichen finally let his eyes drift shut and surrendered to a deep, heavy slumber.

Meanwhile, having pulled off a stunt of such magnitude, Xu Jiangzhe was naturally swamped with damage control. Xu Weihai and Liu Ling had already caught wind of his violent abduction of Bai Yichen; describing their emotional state as furious rage would be a massive understatement. The couple had spent the hours pinging his cell phone with a barrage of frantic calls, teetering on the verge of exploding. The only reason Xu Jiangzhe's journey here had remained uninterrupted was due to his calculated foresight—he had simply powered down his phone in advance.

Yet evasion was a temporary fix, not a permanent solution; those consequences ultimately had to be faced. Once Bai Yichen was safely settled, Xu Jiangzhe retreated into his private study, locked the heavy door behind him, and flipped his mobile device back on. Predictably, an avalanche of frantic, life-or-death ringtones erupted instantly. Pushing his gold-rimmed glasses up the bridge of his nose, Xu Jiangzhe pressed the accept button with a placid smile. The very next second, a furious, vein-popping roar of absolute rage blasted straight out of the receiver...

Bai Yichen had intended to steal nothing more than a brief afternoon nap, but his exhaustion ran far deeper than anticipated, plunging him into an uncommonly heavy sleep. When he finally fluttered his eyes open, a jolt of alarm nearly stopped his heart—a face was hovering mere centimeters away, practically pressed against his own.

Catching the exact second Bai Yichen blinked awake, Xu Jiangzhe smoothly straightened his posture, seamlessly widening the suffocating gap between them. Adjusting his glasses as though nothing out of the ordinary had transpired, he flashed his trademark scholarly smile: "You're awake, Ziqian? Let's eat."

Turning his gaze toward the bedside table, Bai Yichen noticed a food tray resting there, though he had no clue when it had been brought in.

Deciding to spare his limited energy rather than interrogate what had just happened, Bai Yichen kept his silence.

That night, Bai Yichen tossed and turned in a state of profound unease, primarily because another man was sharing the mattress beside him. Though this wasn't the first time Xu Jiangzhe had squeezed into his bed, every prior instance had involved furtive, midnight trespassing under the watchful eyes of the Xu couple in a hostile household. Tonight was fundamentally different—they were isolated in a private fortress, completely divorced from Xu Weihai and Liu Ling.

Encircled tightly within Xu Jiangzhe's arms, pinned flush against his chest, Bai Yichen kept his nervous system strung like a taut piano wire, terrified that the younger man might cross the final line at any moment. After all, he hadn't forgotten the undisguised, predatory hunger shadowing Xu Jiangzhe's gaze earlier when he woke up.

During daylight hours, Bai Yichen had surreptitiously scanned the perimeter of the bed for any heavy, improvised weapons he could wield in self-defense. Disappointingly, anticipating such maneuvers, Xu Jiangzhe had even had the bedside lamps permanently bolted down. Outside of a soft feather pillow, the room offered zero objects capable of serving as a functional cudgel.

Yet, after enduring several agonizing nights of hyper-vigilant insomnia, Bai Yichen made a startling discovery: while Xu Jiangzhe's lower body consistently pressed against him with restless, unmistakable physical arousal every single night, his actual physical boundaries remained strictly disciplined. He never once attempted to force a crossing. Even during daylight hours—where freedom from surveillance meant Xu Jiangzhe abandoned all pretense of social boundaries and indulged in endless physical affection—his most intimate violations never escalated beyond persistent kisses. Otherwise, his behavior manifested a level of refined, calculated gentlemanly restraint that felt even more meticulous than before. The stark contrast inevitably planted a thread of bizarre, creeping perplexity in Bai Yichen's mind.

Following careful, clinical observation, however, Bai Yichen finally caught the flicker of unwavering, obsessive determination burning beneath Xu Jiangzhe's tender gaze. In that flash of realization, the puzzle pieces clicked into place. Combining this behavior with Xu Jiangzhe's inherent Virgo perfectionism, could his mindset possibly be... that kind of game?

To be fair, formulating that hypothesis offered Bai Yichen a massive wave of psychological decompression. If Xu Jiangzhe was genuinely committed to playing the long game of a romantic conquest, it meant a substantial buffer window remained open. At the very least, he wouldn't have to live in terror of being brutally violated before Xu Jiangzhe's patience wore thin.

As it turned out, Bai Yichen's deduction, while not entirely comprehensive, hit the bullseye with over 90% accuracy. The moment Xu Jiangzhe successfully extracted him from that suffocating estate, he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that Bai Yichen was now permanently, exclusively his. Yet, a deep-seated pride tormented him: how could he ever be satisfied knowing the person he had worshipped across the span of years wasn't standing by his side out of his own freeness of heart?