My ex-boyfriend is looking forward to my bankruptcy

"Huh...equality?"

The world has never been equal!

Mu Jingyan seemed to have heard a huge joke. He sneered, shook off the grip on his jaw, and sat back on the sofa.

"come over."

The laughter stopped abruptly and the atmosphere froze in an instant.

Habit is a terrible thing, like his submission to Mu Jingyan.

Shi Jun lifted his foot, then put it back down, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and said in a tone even colder than his own, "Come here."

As the two men confronted each other, a hint of amusement gradually appeared in Mu Jingyan's cold eyes.

"Okay." Mu Jingyan walked over and looked down at him. "Do you want to fuck me?"

Shi Jun imitated his usual behavior, sneered with disdain, and in the blink of an eye, took out the rope from his trouser pocket and wrapped it around his back.

Mu Jingyan tried his hands tied behind his back and found they were tied quite tightly.

As an eighteen-year-old boy, he had no intention of breaking free.

"And then?" Mu Jingyan turned around and faced him. "Is this the equality you want?"

Shi Jun said nothing, gathering all his strength and punching him hard, but due to the huge height difference, his punch only hit his chin.

Perhaps it happened too suddenly, or perhaps Mu Jingyan had been looking down on him from the beginning, and his body staggered back a few steps uncontrollably until he leaned against the TV background wall behind him and stood firm.

Mu Jingyan gritted his teeth and threw aside the messy hair that was covering his eyes.

"Any more?"

"Of course."

Shi Jun finished speaking word by word, rushed over, and punched him hard again.

This time, a faint trace of blood oozed from the corner of Mu Jingyan's lips, and there was no more playfulness in his eyes, but a hint of ruthlessness.

"Zhou Ye, you're looking for death!"

With a sneer, Shi Jun grabbed his collar, took him a few steps forward, turned behind him, and untied his bound hands.

"Mu Jingyan, from now on, equality begins."

"Okay, those two punches from this afternoon, right?" Mu Jingyan spat out a mouthful of blood and pounced on him with a fierce look in his eyes.

Shi Jun dodged to the side quickly, and when Mu Jingyan missed his target and fell forward due to inertia, he pushed him hard on the back.

Mu Jingyan slipped into the air and fell on the sofa. Shi Jun clapped his hands in boredom and walked towards the entrance.

"Goodbye, President Mu. Never see you again."

"Zhou Ye, if you dare to walk out of here again, I'll skin you alive."

"Heh..." Shi Jun turned around and raised the corner of his lips, "Mu Jingyan, if I hadn't spoiled you, how do you think you would have the capital to hurt me?"

"You spoil me? Isn't it because you love money?"

"Yes, I love money, but there are many people who are richer than you."

After Shi Jun finished speaking, he touched the door handle. Suddenly, a cold wind blew behind him. Mu Jingyan grabbed the back of his collar and pulled him back hard.

"You want to leave after the fight? Zhou Ye, who gave you the courage?"

Shi Jun's entire body was dragged to the living room in a backward position. The moment Mu Jingyan let go of him, he fell to the floor due to inertia.

Without waiting for his reaction, Mu Jingyan quickly straddled him, pinched his chin, and looked into his eyes.

"Want to run?"

"Zhou Ye, if I don't want to, do you think you can run away?" Mu Jingyan said, releasing his chin and patting his cheek. "Be good and stay by my side. Be my plaything, and you won't suffer any physical pain."

"Heh...it's still unclear who is whose plaything."

Shi Jun counterattacked, and although he failed to pin Mu Jingyan under him, he finally threw him off him.

On the floor, both sides grabbed each other's collars, neither daring to show weakness.

There was a brief silence as they looked at each other. Mu Jingyan pulled the person forward and bit him.

There was a faint smell of alcohol in his mouth. Shi Jun stared at him for a few seconds and bit his lips hard.

The smell of blood instantly spread in his mouth, but Mu Jingyan had no intention of letting him go.

The buttons on the collar broke off during the tearing, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin on the collarbone. Mu Jingyan's eyes were red and he pursed the bloodshot corners of his lips.

"Behave yourself, I promise to be gentle with you tonight."

His fingers penetrated into the inside of his clothes, his fingertips slid, and his body trembled uncontrollably. Shi Jun fell into humiliation, biting his lips and counterattacked again.

When Shi Jun put all his strength into pressing the man under him, Mu Jingyan suddenly smiled at him.

"Like on top? Do you want me to take it off or do I take it off myself?"

"Despicable."

Shi Jun spat lightly, but Mu Jingyan acted like a madman, with the curve of his lips growing wider and wider.

"Yes, we are both lowly."

Mu Jingyan put his hands on his collar and pulled hard, and all the buttons on his denim jacket broke off.

Tearing, gnawing, panting, slapping... and the sound of the coffee table next to it rubbing against the ground, the room was filled with all kinds of sounds.

When Shi Jun woke up again, he didn't know how he got into bed. The soreness in his body took him a while to relax before he got up and got out of bed.

In the dim bedroom, a ray of light shines in through the gap in the undrawn curtains.

The man on the bed was still fast asleep. Shi Jun looked at him deeply and went to the bathroom.

The moment the utility knife cut his wrist and blood gushed out, Shi Jun felt more relaxed than ever before.

He will be able to see his mother soon!

This world is too bad. If possible, he doesn't want to come here again.

Shi Jun slowly closed his eyes, a bright smile gradually spreading across his lips...

In Qinhai Villa, Qu Tao slept until ten o'clock in the morning. If it weren't for the leg wrapped around him, which made him breathless several times, he thought he could sleep a little longer.

After fighting until midnight last night, Qu Tao was already sore all over. Looking at the legs wrapped around his waist, he kicked them out in anger.

Xi Mozhou was kicked awake by him, and there was a moment of confusion in his sleepy black eyes.

Qu Tao sat up from the bed, looking back at him fiercely in a bad mood.

"Xi Mozhou, can you change your sleeping position? My waist hurts every night because of you."

"I like sleeping with you in my arms." Receiving Qu Tao's cold gaze, Xi Mozhou immediately smiled flatteringly, "How about starting tonight, you cling to me."

"I'm not an octopus. I don't bother to bother you."

Today is Saturday and he doesn't have to go to the company. Qu Tao glanced at him and took the phone from the bed.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning, and Shi Jun hadn't called or sent a message. Qu Tao thought of how he had stayed up all night the night before, so he sent him a message.

"Call me when you wake up."

Qu Tao exited the chat interface and looked at other unread messages. Han Feng had sent a message an hour ago.

"Taozi, what should I do? Grandpa booked the engagement party on New Year's Day, wuwu... (crying emoji)"

"Isn't this a happy occasion? Why are you crying?"

"I could have celebrated two festivals and received two gifts, but now they're put together. How can I not cry?"

Han Feng replied very quickly. Qu Tao was amused by his quick thinking and felt a little gloating at the same time.

"Don't cry. When you get engaged, I'll give you two gifts: two large golden bowls."

"The two you bought last time?"

"Ah."

“gun....”

Seeing him put his phone back on the bedside table, Xi Mozhou also sat up from the bed.

"Are you still going to the old house today?"

Since the end of the October 1st holiday, Qu Tao would return to the old house every Saturday unless he had special arrangements.

"Of course I'm going, aren't you going?"

"Where you go, I go. Do you think I should go?"

The car drove to the door of the old house. Qu Tao got out of the back seat holding the big golden retriever. Seeing the commercial vehicle with a Yuncheng license plate parked on the side, he looked at Xi Mozhou suspiciously.

"Master, do you have guests today?"

"It's probably the He family. When the old man was managing the company, he had some friendship with the old man of the He family."

"The He family of Yuncheng? Shi Jun's grandfather?"

"Ah."