Hearing the two women taking turns moaning, it felt like someone was squeezing Lee Dachin's neck. This was the first time in his life that he truly felt hurt. He closed his eyes, tears dripping from the corners of his eyes. He was the one who ended his short relationship with Fang Yaoting, but why did he suffer so much? He pulled the blanket over his head and sobbed quietly. He kept reminding himself that he had made the right choice. The pain he had suffered today was incomparable to the pain he would suffer in the future if he continued his relationship with Fang Yaoting.
Fang Yaoting went downstairs to get more wine. He saw Huang Hongse and Guo Longtong still sitting at the table, chatting. He didn't look at them. He grabbed two jars of wine and continued up the stairs.
"Childe Fang, how long do you plan to stay?" Guo Longtong mocked, unable to resist.
"None of your business," Fang Yaoting retorted, without looking back.
"Oh, as a friend, I just want to say goodbye," Guo Longtong called after him. "Tomorrow, we will leave early in the morning."
"I don't care," Fang Yaoting snapped. "I leave when I want to."
"Oh...right....Then you continue to enjoy the night," Guo Longtong mocked with a smile, a knowing glint in his eye.
The waiter approached. "Childe Guo, how much do you need?"
Guo Longtong deliberately said loudly, "Package each package with thirty buns and some dry beef!" The waiter turned away, beginning to walk back to the kitchen, but Guo Longtong stopped him. "Wait, add another two kilos of dry beef with one package!"
"Why so much dry beef?" Huang Hongse asked, puzzled.
Guo Longtong said loudly, ensuring Fang Yaoting could hear, "Dachin likes snacking on dry beef. The journey is long, and the thin man needs more beef!"
Fang Yaoting went upstairs frantically, his face tight with anger. Soon after Fang Yaoting left, the two ladies (Chuju and Mudan) walked down the stairs gloomily, their night seemingly over.
"I thought you ladies would be moaning all night," Guo Longtong commented, a mischievous glint in his eye.
"Childe Guo, we played a game," Mudan explained, shrugging. "Whoever moaned the loudest got this." She showed Guo Longtong a small gold ingot.
"Moaning for money?" Guo Longtong asked, surprised.
"Yes, how about I accompany you for the night?" Mudan offered, batting her eyelashes.
"No thanks," Guo Longtong replied, shaking his head.
"You are no fun," Mudan pouted, and the two ladies walked out.
"Why don't you say yes?" Huang Hongse asked Guo Longtong.
"If I agree, I may not live to see tomorrow's sunrise," Guo Longtong replied, glancing at her.
"You surely know your place," Huang Hongse said, a faint smile touching her lips.
"I don't dare to offend you," Guo Longtong smiled, returning the jest.
At midnight, Fang Yaoting could not sleep. He sat down and drank two jars of wine, the alcohol fueling his anger. He could no longer bear the agony of Lee Dachin's perceived rejection. He walked out of his room, went straight to Lee Dachin's room, and kicked the door open with a resounding crash.
"Childe Fang, why did you break into my room like this?" Lee Dachin cried out, startled awake.
"Shut up!" Fang Yaoting roared. He walked to the bed and grabbed Lee Dachin, pulling him roughly.
Lee Dachin resisted, his voice trembling. "Childe Fang, if you don't stop, I will scream!"
"Go ahead, scream," Fang Yaoting said boldly, his eyes dark with fury. "I don't care."
"Childe Fang, please respect yourself and control your temper," Lee Dachin pleaded, trying to reason with him.
Fang Yaoting grabbed the back of Lee Dachin's head and pulled him closer to his face. "You forced me to act like this. You forced me to lose my temper!" He began to kiss Lee Dachin roughly, aggressively.
Lee Dachin pushed Fang Yaoting away, struggling. "Childe Fang, you can't do this! Don't make a fool out of yourself!"
Fang Yaoting gritted his teeth frantically. "You already made a fool out of me! Are you happy now?"
Lee Dachin broke free, scrambling towards the door. Fang Yaoting, however, was faster. He held Lee Dachin's hand, picked Lee Dachin up onto his right shoulder, and walked back to his own room. After entering his room, he locked the door and additionally secured the door with a heavy table, trapping Lee Dachin inside.
"Childe Fang, please," Lee Dachin begged, his voice filled with fear.
Fang Yaoting was consumed by anger and hurt. He didn't care what Lee Dachin was pleading for. He began to undress himself, his movements jerky with rage. He stood naked in front of Lee Dachin. The handsome, tall, muscular man was approaching Lee Dachin, his gaze fierce.
Lee Dachin grabbed a pillow from the bed and threw it at Fang Yaoting. "You said we are through!"
"I also said that if you leave me, I will lock you up!" Fang Yaoting retorted, advancing.
"I have given you the reason we can't be together! Did you hear what I said?" Lee Dachin cried, backing away.
Fang Yaoting approached Lee Dachin, and Lee Dachin stepped back towards the bed until his hip hit the edge.
Fang Yaoting proceeded to forcefully undress Lee Dachin. He untied Lee Dachin's belt, grabbed Lee Dachin, and threw him onto the bed. He sat on Lee Dachin's abdomen, pinning him, as Lee Dachin kept resisting, struggling futilely. He held Lee Dachin's wrist with his left hand, pulled down Lee Dachin's pants using his right hand. Once he got Lee Dachin's pants lowered down toward his thighs, he stroked Lee Dachin's member with his right hand, and then kissed Lee Dachin on the neck, asserting his dominance.
After a while, Fang Yaoting noticed that Lee Dachin no longer struggled and resisted. He lowered his head and saw Lee Dachin close his eyes, tears falling from the corners of his eyes, silently accepting his fate.
Fang Yaoting laughed, a harsh, humorless sound. "Why don't you struggle?"
Lee Dachin did not open his mouth.
"Answer me! Why stop resisting?" Fang Yaoting shouted, letting go of Lee Dachin's hands.
Lee Dachin murmured softly, his voice broken. "You are stronger than me, so why resist? Even if I struggle and resist, until all my energy is drained out of my body, I can't break free, so why resist?" He turned his head to the right, covering his eyes with his left arm. "Do what you want to do. When you're done, let me go."
Fang Yaoting looked at the beautiful face who was once happy and never gave up. Now, Lee Dachin lay helplessly on the bed, crying, and he was the one that caused it. All he had wanted for this beautiful man was happiness, but the man he loved so much, the beautiful Lee Dachin, trembled on the bed in terror because of him. He hated himself more than anything else. He got off from Lee Dachin's abdomen and lay on the right side of Lee Dachin, no longer touching him.
Lee Dachin moved his half-naked body away from Fang Yaoting, curling into a fetal position, facing the wall, and continued to cry. He was crying not because he was afraid of Fang Yaoting, but because he pitied himself for the way Fang Yaoting treated him. Rich and powerful people are always treated the lower-class citizens badly as if they are not human. If he were someone's young master, Fang Yaoting would never treat him like this. After Fang Yaoting's various abuses and embarrassments, he still could not find it in his heart to hate Fang Yaoting.
After a while, Fang Yaoting calmed down, the fire of his rage slowly dying. He turned his body to the left, then pulled Lee Dachin into his arms and held Lee Dachin tightly, a desperate embrace. He gently kissed the back of Lee Dachin's head.
"I was mad at you for walking out that door," Fang Yaoting said softly, his voice filled with pain. "Do you know how hurt I was? After I tried my best, you turned around and broke my heart." He held Lee Dachin tighter, clinging to him. "I miss you. Please don't torture me anymore? It drives me crazy."