I transmigrated into the villain's white moonlight, but the protagonist is my brother.

Warm lips and tongue mingled with hard teeth, pressing against soft skin.

If nothing unexpected happens, she must have broken the skin. She never knew that Shen Yan's canines were so sharp and that his bites would hurt so much.

"Relax!"

Fearing that others might pass by and hear, Xie Yan lowered her voice, which also sounded somewhat urgent due to the pain.

However, the warm, damp feeling on my hands did not disappear.

In the dark, cramped space, the two were in an extremely close position. Xie Yan could feel his disordered breathing and turbulent emotions. It seemed as if a terrifying beast was lurking inside him, about to erupt, reaching its limit.

In desperation, Xie Yan could only use her other hand to pinch his chin. However, this action seemed to provoke the person in front of her. He suddenly grabbed Xie Yan's outstretched hand with such force that he was almost out of control.

In the ensuing chaos, Xie Yan felt less pain from the bite on her hand, but she was suddenly forced into a narrower corner with a tall, cold iron frame behind her, leaving her with nowhere to retreat.

She blinked her eyes, which were blind in the darkness, and felt the person whose breathing was completely disordered slowly approaching her.

"...Wait a minute, are you awake right now?"

The other party naturally did not answer her.

He just tumbled headlong into the metal frame next to Xie Yan's face, the sound making her eardrums ring and feel a little muffled.

It bumped into me once, then again.

Only then did Xie Yan realize what the sounds she had just heard in the corridor were.

She was both shocked and angry, wishing she could tie Shen Yan up and teach him a lesson right now.

Even if your head hurts, you shouldn't bang your head against the wall!

She thought she could maintain her composure, but at this moment she still lost her temper.

"Stop, stop! Someone else is coming. Be quiet for a moment!"

Shen Yan ignored him and showed no sign of stopping. The muffled sound wasn't quiet even through the door, and if this continued, he would definitely be discovered.

Footsteps approached again in the corridor. In her haste, Xie Yan grabbed Shen Yan and pulled him into her arms. The faint smell of blood filled her nostrils.

Xie Yan was sweating profusely from exhaustion. It was too much for her to subdue a grown man; she simply couldn't hold him down.

She gritted her teeth and, almost as if it were a chance, said, "Can you be quiet? I'll buy you candy later."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in his arms immediately calmed down, quiet and still, as obedient as a child.

In the hotel corridor.

Bai Xiao broke out in a cold sweat.

Secretary Zou was right beside him, and they actually came out to look for someone together.

If her heartbeat could be monitored in real time, Bai Xiao felt that her heart rate would be soaring to 200 right now.

He just hoped that Shen Yan had simply gone to the restroom and that nothing strange had happened.

Bai Xiao smiled sheepishly, "Secretary Zou, President Shen may have had to leave first. How about I have him contact you again tomorrow?"

Upon hearing this, Secretary Zou frowned, his face darkening. "His phone is still with you, isn't it? He's leaving without taking it? What could be more important than what we were just discussing? He's leaving before we're even finished talking?"

Bai Xiao was sweating profusely and could only laugh it off to smooth things over.

The two were not speaking loudly, and it was even harder to hear them clearly through the door. Xie Yan couldn't recognize Bai Xiao's voice for a moment.

The door to the storage room has no lock cylinder and cannot be locked. Anyone who comes in can simply press the doorknob, open the door, and see the entire interior.

Xie Yan was tense all over, not daring to breathe, but Shen Yan started to act restlessly again, raising his hand to touch Xie Yan's face.

His palms were dry. He reached out and touched Xie Yan's eyebrows with his fingers, then moved down to touch her cheeks and nose.

The voices outside the door hadn't faded away yet. Xie Yan pursed her lips and didn't move. She felt an itch on her face, but didn't say anything.

In the darkness, without the ability to see, other senses become exceptionally sensitive. Breathing sounds are extremely clear. The two are very close, their warm breaths mingling, and Xie Yan can even hear Shen Yan's heartbeat.

His heart was pounding so hard it felt like it was about to explode.

Maintaining their intimate and ambiguous actions, the footsteps outside finally faded away, and Xie Yan let out a long sigh of relief.

It was so thrilling.

Only then did she remember the smell of blood she had just caught. She didn't dare to ask, knowing that it was better to say less than to make a mistake. Instead, she reached out and touched Shen Yan's forehead.

But there were no lights, and in the complete darkness, she could only touch Shen Yan's chest muscles.

It was hard and bulging, radiating heat even through the thin clothing.

Shen Yan's muscles weren't particularly muscular or robust; they were thin and felt nice to the touch. Xie Yan habitually pinched them a couple of times.

"..."

"..."

Holy crap, what is she doing?!

Xie Yan immediately snapped out of her daze, pushed Shen Yan away, and prepared to go out and get a hotel room to take Shen Yan in, making sure the environment was safe before making any decisions.

After confirming that no one was outside, Xie Yan opened the door a crack, and a hazy light immediately filled the previously pitch-black storage room. Although it was still not very clear, at least the general outline could be seen.

"Stay here and don't wander off. I'll be back."

Based on experience, Shen Yan should be very obedient in this state. Sure enough, the next second Xie Yan saw the blurry figure in the corner obediently nod.

Seeing this, Xie Yan reluctantly left, then hurriedly rushed to the front desk to check into a room.

However, when she returned to the storage room with her room key, it was already empty.

******

It was half an hour later that Bai Xiao reluctantly saw Secretary Zou off.

He made a phone call as he walked towards the parking lot, sounding quite troubled. "Old Zhou, I don't know where Shen Yan has gone. I still have his phone. Go check around the company. I'll go to his house to ask him. We'll meet up later..."

As they were talking, Bai Xiao walked to the car, paused, and then took a deep breath. "Alright, no need. We found it."

After hanging up the phone, Bai Xiao opened the back door of the car and saw the person who had been missing for more than an hour sitting calmly in the car, wiping his cane with a tissue.

Bai Xiao felt like she was about to explode. "Where did you run off to, bro! Do you know I had to beg and plead with that person to leave? We were negotiating a contract worth hundreds of billions! You're really carefree! Can you stop scaring me like that! I thought you—"

"What do you think I am?"

His deep voice carried an undeniable coldness. Shen Yan tilted his head slightly, his eyes as black as ink, utterly devoid of warmth. He held out a hand. "Phone."

Bai Xiao gritted his teeth and slammed Shen Yan's phone, which he had left in the private room, into Shen Yan's hand. Shen Yan had been searching for so long and was furious. Just as he was about to continue cursing, his eyes suddenly stopped.

What happened to your forehead? Is it cut?

The parking lot lights weren't bright, and the car interior lights weren't on either. Only when Shen Yan turned his head slightly could you see that there was a wound on his originally smooth forehead.

Shen Yan took the phone and turned his head away, saying casually, "I tripped and fell."

"Seriously? You've been limping for ten years and you still manage to fall? Aren't you used to it by now?"

Bai Xiao's mouth was as irritating as ever, "So you're embarrassed to come back because you hurt yourself? You're a grown man, is it really necessary? Do you know you almost ruined important business? If I hadn't been here today, let's see how you would have handled it!"

His tone was sharp and urgent, and the driver sat awkwardly in the front. Shen Yan, however, didn't react much and said calmly, "If this contract can't be signed, it's the other party who's worried, not me."

"Fine, so I guess I'm the one who's more anxious than the emperor?"

Bai Xiao had never felt so aggrieved in her life. She was seething with anger. "I shouldn't have come out with you to discuss the contract. I really owe you something. With your attitude, I wonder who can stand you! I kindly found you a secretary, but you didn't want her. You'll be better off if you end up in a mental hospital!"

His voice was full of energy, and he was quick to anger and curse as if it were commonplace. He only managed to shut his mouth when he caught a glimpse of the driver in front of him, swallowing back the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

The driver huddled in the driver's seat like an ostrich. After all, the previous driver had just been fired not long ago. He didn't dare to breathe loudly, feeling that what President Bai said was too much, even bringing up a mental hospital.

However, Shen Yan's expression remained cold and indifferent, and Bai Xiao suddenly felt as if she had punched a cotton ball.

Indeed, Shen Yan has lived like this for many years, seemingly having lost all emotions. No matter what others say or do, he will only observe coldly.

Without emotions, there would be no pain.

Perhaps this is some kind of brain defense mechanism. Bai Xiao doesn't understand psychology very well, but this state makes Shen Yan even more aloof, as if he has lost even the most basic ability to empathize.

The two parted on bad terms. Bai Xiao got into another car and drove off, while Shen Yan, having retrieved his phone, told the driver to take him home.

The carriage was deathly silent; the soundproofing of the doors was so good that it sometimes felt particularly stifling.

The rear window rolled down, and the noisy night wind blew in, instantly dispelling the stagnant atmosphere.

Shen Yan had a cane beside him and was leaning back in a large chair. His hair was a little messy from the wind, and his small wound had been covered with dark scabs.

The dazzling neon lights flickered on and off, maintaining the city's usual bustling atmosphere.

He looked aimlessly at the crowd on the street; each person had a different expression and hurried steps.

The driver in front kept glancing at the rearview mirror, only to be met with a pair of dark, brooding eyes. He was so startled that his heart nearly skipped a beat, and his hands on the steering wheel trembled.

He forced a smile, a smile that looked more like a grimace, "President Shen."

The driver's surname was Guo. He was in his forties, with a round face, small eyes, and sallow skin. He looked like a very honest person.

Shen Yan didn't respond, but glanced at his face through the rearview mirror before turning his gaze away.

A few seconds of eye contact is enough to send a chill down a driver's spine.

When I got home, Yang Huiyun wasn't there; she was probably still busy at her shop.

She is indeed skilled, and even her small business sells well. With help from others in the shop, she is often busy until late at night.

The deserted villa seemed especially empty and desolate.

Shen Yan leaned on his cane and walked back to the room step by step, then climbed into the coffin, which was as dark as an abyss, as usual.

The tall coffins surrounding him were like city walls, enclosing him as if both protecting and imprisoning him.

The lights were off, and it was pitch black.

The person in the coffin had their eyes closed and raised one hand, their pale fingertips silently tracing lines in the air, as if caressing a lover's cheek.