Chapter 182: A Big Trouble
"Xiao Yu," Yin Chengjue couldn't help but say, "Am I really that embarrassing to be seen with you?"
Rong Yu had already struggled to sit up and was quickly pulling clothes onto himself. "This isn't about being embarrassing or not; I'm afraid you can't withstand his punches!"
Yin Chengjue: "... Does your second brother advocate physical force?"
Rong Yu: "Please add the word 'extremely' to that!"
Yin Chengjue's curiosity about Rong Yu's family grew even stronger. "I can tell that your second brother must care about you a lot. Otherwise, why would he be so furious upon hearing his younger brother was sleeping with another man? So I think if we communicate with him properly and help him understand your feelings, he might gradually come to accept it."
Rong Yu was already putting on his shoes. Seeing Yin Chengjue remain motionless, he quickly pounced over, grabbing clothes to dress Yin Chengjue. "Ah, didn't you just talk to him on the phone? Did he seem like someone easy to communicate with? That guy believes in solving things with his fists, never wasting words!"
Yin Chengjue silently assessed his own ability to withstand a beating.
Rong Yu immediately realized what Yin Chengjue was thinking and instantly turned serious. "Brother, all of you belongs to me. I won't allow you to get hurt!"
Yin Chengjue silently turned around, pulled down his collar, revealing the back of his neck densely covered with bite marks left by Rong Yu.
Yin Chengjue then rolled up the sleeve of his left arm, showing the rope burns on his wrist from being tied too tightly by Rong Yu.
Yin Chengjue lifted his shirt with both hands, exposing his back covered with fresh and old scratch marks.
Rong Yu gave a light cough. "Ah, in matters like these, sometimes losing control is quite normal. Besides, wasn't I drugged last night?"
Yin Chengjue said quietly, "Right. If it weren't for that, I wouldn't have known my Xiao Yu still had his eyes on my... backside."
Rong Yu: "The drug doesn't differentiate between top and bottom. We're both men, taking the same drug; how could it have two different effects? My reaction was completely normal for a man!"
Yin Chengjue: "..." That actually made sense.
Rong Yu hurriedly pulled the clothes onto Yin Chengjue and urged him to leave quickly.
Coincidentally, just as the two of them took the elevator down to the underground parking garage, Murong Shu rushed fiercely to the hotel front desk.
Murong Shu's aura was fierce, his eyes menacing. The front desk clerk was frightened, trembling for a long time without being able to check the room number.
Finally, one clerk with a better memory recalled that the five presidential suites on the top floor had been booked by a man surnamed Yin.
"Last night was Old Master Yin's seventieth birthday. Mr. Yin booked those suites just in case. I remember someone in our group chat mentioned taking Mr. Yin back to his room. Probably, Mr. Yin knew he might be out late and have no time to go home, so he stayed here himself."
Murong Shu got the room number and turned towards the elevators, just as the doors of an elevator on the first floor opened.
The two front desk clerks watched him enter, sighed in relief, and quickly called the hotel's general manager to report what had just happened.
As soon as Murong Shu stepped out of the elevator, he headed at top speed towards the room number he had been given. Soon, he saw the door with that number at the end of the corridor. Without hesitation, he raised his long leg and delivered a powerful kick!
With a loud "bang!", the door flew open, slamming hard against the wall.
Murong Shu stormed inside. The spacious presidential suite first presented a bright, wide lobby with a crystal chandelier. The floor was covered with a thick carpet, feeling soft underfoot and absorbing any sound.
In the middle of the lobby was a sofa set, with a low coffee table in front, facing a large LCD TV embedded in the wall, which was playing the morning news.
Beyond the lobby, several rooms were visible. The door to one of them was wide open, showing clear signs of someone having stayed there, but the bed's comforter was neatly folded.
The bathroom connected to this bedroom was closed, with the faint sound of running water coming from inside.
Hearing this sound, the anger Murong Shu had been suppressing instantly reached its peak!
How dare! Knowing I was on my way, instead of running away, this guy has the nerve to leisurely take a shower here! This was clearly looking down on me!
Murong Shu took a deep breath, ready to unleash a roar that would shake the rafters and force the two inside out. But just as he drew in that breath, the bathroom door opened. A man wearing a snow-white bathrobe, with one hand drying his hair, stepped out.
His wet hair fell somewhat messily, a few wavy strands clinging to his pale forehead, partially obscuring his features.
Because the man had a rather small, boyish face, this hairstyle covered half of it. From Murong Shu's top-down perspective, he could only see the other's pert nose, pale lips, and the loosely worn bathrobe revealing a large portion of a pale shoulder.
Murong Shu's already raised fist froze in mid-air...
Murong Shu was genuinely stunned. Judging from the phone call earlier, the man who had shared a bed with his brother should have been the dominant one. But now, this man seemed not even as tall as his brother. Whether it was this face or this slightly frail physique, neither seemed capable of overpowering his brother.
So... the real situation is that my little brother was the one on top?
Murong Shu's fist suddenly couldn't be brought down.
If that's the truth, then these fists of mine should be aimed at my own brother...
In those few seconds, the man who had emerged from the bathroom wiped the water from his eyes, looked up, and saw the uninvited guest who had suddenly appeared in his room.
Fortunately, Yin Qiushi had rich life experience and had long cultivated a calm demeanor when facing unexpected situations. So, upon seeing a stranger suddenly in his room, Yin Qiushi still managed his trademark smile.
"Hello, sir. Have you come to the wrong room?" Yin Qiushi said calmly, drying his hair. With his free hand, he twisted the ends of his curly hair, estimating it was dry enough, then picked up the hairdryer hanging outside the bathroom.
Before turning on the hairdryer, Yin Qiushi very kindly gestured towards the door. "Please, when you leave, remember to close the door. Thank you."
"Where is Murong Yu?" Seeing the other man so composed, Murong Shu also had to suppress his anger. He looked behind Yin Qiushi, as if trying to will Rong Yu out of the bathroom.
"Murong Yu?" Yin Qiushi was momentarily puzzled. Noticing Murong Shu's gaze, he vaguely understood something and couldn't help but laugh. "Sir, you really have entered the wrong room. There's no one here you're looking for. I slept alone last night. If you don't believe me, feel free to look around."
Seeing Yin Qiushi's frank gaze and expression that didn't seem fake, Murong Shu realized he might indeed have the wrong room. He asked, "Aren't you surnamed Yin?"
Yin Qiushi: "I am indeed surnamed Yin."
Murong Shu frowned: "Someone said Mr. Yin brought a man here to stay last night. Is that true?"
"Definitely not. As I just said, I stayed alone..." At this point, Yin Qiushi suddenly remembered that his nephew had been accompanying a male artist everywhere last night.
Could he have brought him here to rest?
If that were the case...
Yin Qiushi looked the man up and down, vaguely realizing that this man was probably looking for his nephew.
Despite his thoughts, Yin Qiushi quickly replied, "I've already said, I really stayed here alone. You must have the wrong room. There are plenty of people surnamed Yin in the world. Last night was the Yin family patriarch's birthday; distant and close relatives all came, all surnamed Yin."
Yin Qiushi shrugged. "On occasions like this, people drink too much. Who they bring to their rooms isn't strange, right? We're all adults."
"What did you say!" Murong Shu felt instantly displeased hearing this. "What do you mean 'we're all adults'? So you all tacitly accept such behavior?!"
Yin Qiushi felt his patience was already quite good. Waking up in the morning, just coming out clean from the shower, to find a tall man standing there demanding someone from him—anyone would find it bewildering, right?
A hint of impatience crept into Yin Qiushi's tone. "Sir, first, I don't have the person you're looking for. Second, everyone who attended last night's banquet is an adult. I believe an adult has sufficient ability to distinguish right from wrong. So it's not a matter of what we tacitly allow or not."
"What do you mean? So you think casually bringing people to rooms for hookups at such banquets is acceptable? Don't you find that disgusting?" Murong Shu said angrily.
Yin Qiushi rubbed his temples. "Sir, there's no need to vent your anger on me. Firstly, I haven't done what you described. If you're really in a hurry, I suggest you go look for the person instead of wasting time here. You're already disturbing my rest."
"Then I can only apologize first. If you require compensation, just name the amount, and I will pay it in full," Murong Shu said.
Yin Qiushi: "That won't be necessary."
Murong Shu: "It is necessary because the room door is broken and needs repair. Here is my contact information. Tell me the compensation amount later, and I will cover it."
Only then did Yin Qiushi notice the pitiful state of the door and realize just how violently this guy had entered.
Watching Murong Shu's retreating figure, Yin Qiushi rubbed his temples again, thinking to himself: Ah Jue, just what kind of trouble have you gotten yourself into...
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