Chapter 3

  If there's anyone in this world who can make Ke Yuan afraid, Li Yiheng would definitely be the first.

  At that time, Shu Mu was still a newcomer with dreams, squeezed among a group of small stars waiting for notifications. Ke Yuan stood beside him, as if accompanying him. Later, the boss forced them to accompany clients for drinks, but Shu Mu refused and walked away, angering the boss who vowed to ban him from the industry. Ke Yuan was so scared that he volunteered himself to take Shu Mu's place, and ended up sleeping with him.

  At that time, Ke Yuan still didn't know which great Buddha he was accompanying. He was drunk and half-asleep, only remembering the boss's instructions to listen and obey. When the other person kissed him, he obediently stuck out his tongue. When the other person spread his legs apart, he bit his teeth and didn't make a sound. That night, the moonlight was dim, and there was only one small yellow lamp in the room. Ke Yuan was tossed around by someone, feeling pain and dizziness, thinking that it was like being scraped with a knife on his bones, but he still bit his teeth and didn't make a sound until he couldn't hold on and fainted.

  In a dream, I scolded that person and his ancestors for eighteen generations thousands of times, but when I woke up, I found myself having made a big profit.

  Accompanied by Li Yiheng.

  The entertainment industry has been rumored to be a god-like figure.

  At that time, Li Sheng had not yet reached the age of 30 and had already taken control of the family business from his uncles, who were like a pack of wolves. The company's industries ranged from catering to real estate, doing whatever made money. Occasionally, he would take a stroll in the entertainment circle for fun and easily defeated the old entertainment industry giant, Feng Shi.

  So he was in pain, his whole body covered in cold sweat, and yet he still managed a flirtatious smile at her.

  Li Yiheng didn't eat Ke Yuan's set, seeing that he was awake, and just lay beside him with a cold face, taking out a cigarette and lighting it. Ke Yuan had no strength in his body, but he knew that the opportunity couldn't be missed, so he endured the feeling of his whole body falling apart, leaned forward, and rested on Li Yiheng's shoulder.

  Such a simple action almost cost him his life.

  Li Yiheng's body stiffened slightly, and then he reached out with a very awkward posture and gently wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

  That warm temperature, passed lazily along Li Yiheng's shoulder, and Ke Yuan couldn't help but fall asleep again.

  In a daze, he heard a calm and magnetic voice ask in his ear: "What do you want?"

  What do I want?

  Ke Yuan's consciousness was hazy, his eyes closed, as if he could see the proud and slender figure standing outside the spotlight.

  "Sooner or later, I will make all cameras born for me." The man vowed.

  He strained to enunciate each word clearly: "I have a friend, extremely beautiful, extremely awesome, he should become the one and only superstar in this entertainment circle. I want...to help him become that kind of person."

  Li Yiheng softly said "uh-huh" and asked: "Is that enough?"

  "That's enough. Being able to accompany him to the top of the mountain is enough."

  Li Yiheng didn't say a word, he simply turned over, wrapped his arms around him and fell into a deep sleep.

  The next day, Shu Mu got a rare opportunity to star in a big production movie. Soon after that, Ke Yuan applied to be Shu Mu's agent and personally took care of all his affairs, every time he needed to climb the social ladder, he would shamelessly ask to see Li Yi Heng, clean himself inside and out, spread his legs on the bed waiting for him. Then when he no longer needed to use him, he would cut off all contact with him like a hot potato.

  As of today, the last time Ke Yuan and Li Yi Heng met was a year ago. On that day, the annual fashion awards ceremony, Shu Mu Yi stood on stage with great energy, while Ke Yuan didn't bother to attend, taking the elevator to the top floor to smoke a cigarette. The elevator stopped at the 22nd floor, just as Li Yi Heng walked in, dressed in a suit, shining brighter than the top male star on stage.

  Ke Yuan didn't expect Qian to dodge him, and in his nervous surprise, he accidentally dropped the lighter on the ground. Li Yi Heng naturally bent down to pick it up, and Ke Yuan didn't dare to let him do it alone, so he also squatted down.

  "It's unnecessary." Li Yi Heng's voice sounded so unfamiliar yet familiar. "I've already picked it up."

  Ke Yuan awkwardly straightened up, usually able to adapt to any situation, but unable to muster an expression in front of the person before him. It was Li Yiheng who smiled first, handing the lighter back to him, their fingertips brushing against each other's palms, causing Ke Yuan's shoulders to involuntarily shrink slightly.

  "Now he has already reached the top of the mountain, are you happy?" Li Yiheng suddenly asked after a long silence.

  Ke Yuan was taken aback for a moment before responding: "Happy."

  "It's good to be happy." The elevator arrived and he walked out.

  Looking at the naked man in front of him, Ke Yuan rubbed his forehead and leaned back against the wall with a sigh.

  How could it be him who took a male duck to open a room!

  The two words "open room" are actually not suitable for Li Yiheng.

  Everyone knows that he is cunning and has three burrows, changing his residence every thirty days without repeating. The luxurious presidential suite in front of him may also be one of his long-term suites in various hotels.

  As for him bringing someone back to the hotel... kidding, Mr. Li is in his prime and single, of course he has physical needs.

  Ke Yuan's mind was wide open, but Li Yi Heng didn't notice at all. He reached out and pulled down a towel from the nearby rack, loosely wrapping it around his waist. His wet hair hadn't been dried, and the sparkling water droplets slid down his neck and collarbone, leaving a shiny trail on his chest before disappearing into the towel-covered area between his legs.

  Sexy and seductive.

  Ke Yuan swallowed hard and looked away, not daring to look again.

  Li Yiheng, unaware that he had provoked someone into committing a crime, stepped out barefoot. Ke Yuan was so frightened that he hastily retreated and bumped into the door, making a "thud" sound.

  Li Yiheng looked down at him for a moment, then turned around and walked towards the living room while wiping his hair: "You don't want to, I won't force you."

  Even eyelashes are too lazy to lift for him.

  Ke Yuan knew he should make a quick exit, but his body seemed rooted to the spot for some reason. His eyes were fixed on Li Yi Heng's back as he walked away. The man's figure had not changed in ten years - broad shoulders and narrow hips. If he hadn't been born into a wealthy family, he could have easily made a living by modeling in Paris every year.

  Even in those days when Ke Yuan was most infatuated with Shu Mu, he couldn't help but fairly and justly praise: Mr. Li is handsome!

  Li Yiheng plopped down on the living room sofa, casually tossing the wet towel to one side. The TV in the bedroom was still on, and the female host's voice, devoid of emotion, echoed clearly throughout the room.

  "Golden Agent Ke Yuan died before, and the scandal with his artist Shu Mu had been going on for a year. Fans of Shu Mu were divided into two extremes, some supported them while others even sent death threats to Ke Yuan. After Ke Yuan's death in a car accident, Shu Mu was so grief-stricken that all work has been suspended. However, according to insiders, before his death, Ke Yuan was removed from all positions at HM company due to multiple charges including abuse of power, accounting fraud and embezzlement. The amount of money he embezzled is huge, and if HM company sues him, he would face more than 30 years in prison. Currently, the police have intervened to investigate the car accident, and our station will continue to follow up on this story..."

  "Why don't you leave yet?"

  Ke Yuan was like a dream, subconsciously looking towards Li Yi Heng. The man had his head tilted to the side, half of his face hidden in the darkness, making it impossible to discern his expression, but the tone of his questioning was far from friendly.

  Ko Yuan habitually softened his legs in front of him, and his body trembled as he replied: "I want to hear the rest of this news..."

  Li Yiheng raised his eyes and looked at him coldly: "Do you know Ke Yuan?"