Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

The sunset was at its peak.

The sun hung at the far horizon, its last bright outline visible, while the sunset glow burned more intensely than ever before.

Orange-red, crimson gold, and rose pink are layered and spread out, as if someone had accidentally spilled a whole plate of unmixed paint, which was poured down from the sky, spreading across the clouds, soaking the sea, and then pouring in without any obstruction through the glass greenhouse’s floor-to-ceiling windows.

The entire greenhouse was soaked in dye.

The vines climbing the trellis, the blooming tropical orchids, the low-lying white fragrant flowers, and even the fine hairs on the edges of the leaves were all painted with a warm and bright golden edge by the evening light.

The air was filled with the moist, fresh scent of plants.

The fragrance of the flowers is not strong; several scents are mixed together and slowly dispersed by the evening breeze blowing from the sea. Sometimes it is the slightly sweet fragrance of the petals, and sometimes it is mixed with the fresh scent of leaves and damp soil.

The freshly peeled pomelo on the table also exuded a bitter yet fresh fruity aroma.

Sweet fragrance, floral scent, and the distant salty tang of the sea are all bathed in a splendid twilight.

The shadows of Shi Luyu and Xu Yuanjia were stretched long by the setting sun.

One was sitting, and the other was bending over.

Two shadows first landed on the light-colored ground, then climbed up the huge glass window in front of them, where they overlapped in the overwhelming orange-red.

It's as if the outline has been redrawn with heavy paint.

A gust of wind blew, causing the flower shadows to sway, and even the reflection of the person on the glass to sway slightly.

"Do you want some pomelo, brother?" the girl asked softly.

But it was as if something had suddenly fallen into this excessively quiet twilight.

Xu Yuanjia didn't move; he remained in the same position as before.

He leaned forward, one hand on the edge of the table in front of her, the other casually resting on the back of the chair. His tall body bent down, encircling her entirely in his shadow.

But those eyes, which had been carrying a somewhat nonchalant smile, froze slightly for a moment after hearing the last two words.

"..." His thin lips moved slightly.

Xu Yuanjia seemed to silently repeat the address between his lips again.

"Brother?" The last syllable of the voice was raised very softly.

It felt both novel and like I was confirming that I hadn't misheard.

Shi Luyu tilted her head back, not avoiding his gaze, and said, "Mm."

"Anyway, I've always called you that, I'm used to it." Her tone was calm, and her voice sounded flat.

After saying that, she looked up at him again and asked, "What's wrong? Don't you like me calling you that?"

Xu Yuanjia slowly raised an eyebrow. "Who said that?"

The lazy smile in his eyes gradually became ambiguous.

Of course he remembered; that was the name she used to call him.

He calls me that when he's in a good mood, and he calls me that when he needs something. Even when he's teasing you and you're so angry you don't want to talk to him, you eventually give in and call him "brother" in a soft voice.

Many things happened after that.

It hasn't happened for a long time since then.

Xu Yuanjia couldn't even remember the last time she called him face to face like that.

Since all the lies were exposed, he went from being "Xu Jia" back to "Xu Yuanjia." From the childhood friend, senior, and boyfriend she thought he was, he became someone she wanted to avoid at all costs.

It was as if she had taken those two words back with her.

When I hear it again occasionally, it's mostly sarcastic, or it's something he deliberately forced me to say.

Like today, proactive, gentle, emotional, and even a little coaxing.

It is indeed rare and precious.

Xu Yuanjia looked down at her for a long while, as if trying to figure something out.

Shi Luyu let him look at her without flinching, displaying a graceful and poised demeanor.

After a long pause, the man suddenly chuckled softly.

He raised his hand from the back of the chair, placed his palm on the top of her head, and gently stroked it twice.

The actions could be described as gentle, even indulgent.

"It's been a long time since I've heard you call me that." He slowly stroked her soft, black hair with his long fingers, smoothing the ends, and finally pressed lightly on the top of her head with his fingertips.

"Good boy/girl."

Shi Luyu's eyelashes twitched slightly.

Xu Yuanjia, however, still wouldn't let her go. "What?"

He lowered his head, moving closer to her, a faint smile playing on his lips. "Your brother came back from his business trip, and Lulu suddenly changed her personality?"

"You used to be too lazy to even call me by my name." He bluntly exposed her strange behavior.

Shi Luyu unconsciously pursed her lips and remained silent.

"What wrong have you done, Lulu?" Xu Yuanjia drawled, "Do you need something from me?"

Her heart tightened suddenly, but only for a very brief moment.

But at that moment, Xu Jia's voice still swept through her mind without warning.

—I will arrange for them to return to their home countries.

So she actually had nothing to be afraid of. Her parents were no longer within the range of being threatened by this man, so she had no weakness. When a person loses all their weaknesses, all that's left is solitary courage.

Her fingers tightened almost imperceptibly as she held the pomelo flesh.

Xu Yuanjia was still looking at her. The man seemed to be just saying it casually, but his eyes were so deep that his emotions were hard to read.

He was never someone who could be easily fooled; sometimes his keen insight was annoying.

Shi Luyu knew very well that she couldn't afford to panic, especially at times like these.

She lowered her eyelids slightly, and her eyelashes trembled slightly as she moved.

When he looked up again, his expression had returned to normal.

"Don't you like listening to this?" she asked.

Xu Yuanjia paused for a moment.

Shi Luyu then asked, "Don't you like it?"

"..." The man's eyebrows twitched slightly.

Then he smiled and said, "I like it."

He answered without hesitation, "How could I not like it?"

"If Lulu is willing, I can listen all night." He said in a lazy and somewhat nonchalant tone.

Shi Luyu seemed embarrassed by his nonsensical remark. Her eyelashes drooped hastily, and a faint blush rose on her fair cheeks, even staining the tips of her ears.

Then, she handed the translucent segment of fruit back to her, her movements still slow and deliberate, as if the conversation had left no trace on her mind.

She simply gazed intently at him, as if he were her entire world, and asked, "Does brother want some?"

Xu Yuanjia didn't answer, and didn't even spare a glance for the pomelo in her hand.

Throughout, he kept his eyelids lowered and glanced at her.

His gaze was deep and scrutinizing, yet also seemed to conceal a hint of amusement.

Shi Luyu didn't urge her, and just held it up until her wrists started to ache.

Xu Yuanjia finally managed a slow smile and said, "Okay."

Her voice was languid as she said, "Lulu fed me herself, wouldn't it be impolite not to?"

As he spoke, he leaned even lower, instantly closing the distance between them.

Dusk crept in from behind him, shading the man's deep, sharp brow bone, nose bridge, and jawline with distinct light and shadow.

Shi Luyu held her breath for no apparent reason.

The next second, Xu Yuanjia's thin lips parted slightly.

Instead of reaching out to take it, he lowered his head and put the pomelo segment between her fingers into his mouth.

Shi Luyu was slightly taken aback. She still looked up at him. "Is it sweet?"

Xu Yuanjia didn't speak, the pale pink pomelo segment still between his lips and teeth.

The flesh is plump and looks very juicy.

The man merely glanced at her with a half-smile.

Shi Luyu: "..."

What does that mean?

Xu Yuanjia still didn't answer, and a wicked smile even gradually appeared in his eyes, as if it was intentional.

"Is it sweet or not?" she asked again.

The man remained silent, then straightened up, still holding the grapefruit segment in his mouth.

It seems like they're planning to leave.

Shi Luyu's expression froze for a moment. "Xu Yuanjia."

The other person, however, seemed to be deliberately keeping her hooked, and didn't react.

The girl pursed her lips slightly, clearly dissatisfied with his silence.

The next second, almost without thinking, Shi Luyu reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"..."

Xu Yuanjia stopped in his tracks, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment as well.

He looked down, first at his wrist that was being grabbed.

The girl's fingers were slender and white; her five fingers were clasped around his wrist, but they couldn't even completely encircle it.

Then, he slowly turned around, and just then, he was greeted by the last, most intense rays of the setting sun.

Shi Luyu looked up, her gaze suddenly pausing.

She had been sitting and peeling pomelos the whole time and hadn't really looked closely at what he was wearing today.

Until this angle.

Xu Yuanjia turned his body slightly to the side, his figure silhouetted against the setting sun with a thin golden-red outline.

He was holding one of his hands, while the other was lazily tucked into his pocket.

He was dressed unusually today, not as sharp as usual.

The dark brown corduroy jacket has a very fine vertical texture. When the setting sun shines on it, the corduroy surface shows varying shades of brown sheen.

The color is deep, but it doesn't look old-fashioned at all.

There was a clean white shirt folded inside, with a neat collar.

A dark brown patterned tie hangs down from the collar, its color similar to the coat, but the subtle pattern adds a touch of old-fashioned preppy sophistication.

He casually rolled up the cuffs of his jacket twice, without making a tidy appearance, and the cuffs of his snow-white shirt underneath were also turned up.

Further down, there was the man's pale, muscular forearm.

Her wrist bones were clearly visible, and the veins extended faintly upwards along the back of her hand, which she held firmly with one hand.

Shi Luyu's gaze fell downwards to the wide, loose-fitting dark gray-black trousers, which had a very wide silhouette.

The fabric draped naturally from his waist down, forming smooth and loose folds as he turned.

A black leather belt cinched her slender waist. A vintage metal chain dangled from her hip, next to a brown tassel pendant.

Just now, when I turned around, the metal chain touched me lightly, making a very faint sound.

The overall outfit was actually overly refined, even carrying a touch of old-fashioned academic elegance.

But it just so happens to be worn by Xu Yuanjia. He has broad shoulders, long legs, and a tall frame.

Even the most neat clothes seem to lose some of their neatness when worn by him, thanks to his innate nonchalance.

Thus, there is a touch of unruliness within the refinement, and an indescribable roguishness within the elegance.

He looked like a young nobleman who stepped out of an old magazine from the last century, handsome and charming, with a family background that was beyond the reach of others.

It's only natural that he's a womanizer.

Shi Luyu stared at him for two seconds before finally returning her gaze to his face.

What's even more incongruous is—

He still had the segment of pomelo she had just fed him in his mouth.

Xu Yuanjia has a deep bone structure, with high and sharp brow bones.

Because of his mixed heritage, his eye sockets appear deeper than those of ordinary Asians, and his nose bridge runs straight down from between his eyebrows, making his profile look exceptionally sculpted by the twilight.

The orange light shone obliquely from behind him.

Half of her face was bathed in warm colors, while the other half was shrouded in light shadows.

Long eyelashes pressed down under her eyes, and her pupils, illuminated by the setting sun, appeared lighter than usual, like some kind of translucent dark glass.

No matter how you look at it, this face has absolutely nothing to do with the word "innocent".

At this moment, however, it was because he had a pinkish-white pomelo segment between his lips and teeth.

That touch of light, soft color between his thin lips softened his originally aggressive aura.

It surprisingly revealed an extremely incongruous youthful air.

Even a little naive.

Shi Luyu suddenly remembered that back then, she didn't know who he was.

She had no idea how dangerous this person was; she only thought that this "Brother Jiajia" was incredibly handsome.

She's so beautiful that even if she's just standing there, she'll want to take a second look.

When the truth came out, everything changed.

But now, in this excessively beautiful sunset, he is wearing a retro dark brown coat, a segment of grapefruit dangling from his mouth, tilting his head to look at her.

Surprisingly, some long-faded feelings returned for a fleeting moment.

Shi Luyu felt a sudden tightness in her chest. She hated this feeling and knew that this was precisely why she had never been able to be completely heartless.

Xu Yuanjia is too good at mixing good and bad things together.

Even when people hate him, it's not a pure hatred.

The man lazily raised an eyebrow, a pomelo in his mouth, and mumbled, "What?"

Shi Luyu didn't let go; she stared up at him without blinking.

His gaze was so deep that even the casual smile on Xu Yuanjia's face seemed to fade slightly.

What is she thinking?

Xu Yuanjia didn't urge her, but simply let her hold his hand.

The greenhouse was quiet, and the sea shimmered in the distance as the sun set lower and lower.

Shi Luyu subconsciously pursed her lips.

After a long pause, she finally managed to utter a seemingly random sentence: "Your timing for returning is perfect."

Xu Yuanjia frowned slightly, not understanding, but remained silent.

He simply looked back at her with lowered eyes, patiently waiting for her to continue.

Shi Luyu's gaze slowly moved downwards. From his eyes, to the bridge of his nose, and finally to the pomelo segment that he still held between his lips.

She looked at it thoughtfully for two seconds, then said, "This pomelo..."

After a pause, she suddenly told him this.

"I haven't tried it yet."

Xu Yuanjia's eyes flickered slightly.

"This is the first piece of flesh," Shi Luyu added softly.

She spent so long peeling the first petal, but didn't eat a single bite herself; she gave it to him first.

It's like, like the unspoken message of deliberately waiting for him to come back.

Xu Yuanjia clearly understood as well.

The man had been standing there casually.

At this moment, a very subtle change finally occurred in the expression in his eyes.

It was like an accident, or perhaps something deeply hidden was subtly touched by those words.

He didn't speak.

Shi Luyu continued to look at him. She suddenly realized that Xu Mingxian was right.

Xu Yuanjia is a man who never lacks anything from others.

Money, power, flattery, loyalty, and even fear.

He gets what he wants too easily.

So none of those things mattered to him.

What he truly cared about was always the small amount she willingly gave away.

Even if it's just a segment of pomelo.

That's why she needs to learn when to give and how much to give.

When will it be taken back?

Thinking of this, the last bit of hesitation in Shi Luyu's eyes slowly disappeared.

She suddenly stood up from her chair, without any warning.

Xu Yuanjia's eyebrows twitched, and at the same time, the girl's hand, which had been holding his wrist, tightened its grip.

Using the motion of getting up, she pulled the man towards her.

"Xu Yuanjia," she called his name.

Xu Yuanjia turned around following her force, his loose trousers swaying gently with the movement.

The metal chain on the side of the hip made a soft, tinkling sound.

He stopped, looked down at her, and the distance between them suddenly shortened.

Shi Luyu looked up. Behind her, only a sliver of the setting sun remained, yet the entire glass greenhouse was still bathed in the most intense orange-red glow.

The pomelo segment was still on his lips, its flesh glistening in the sunlight.

Shi Luyu's gaze fell there, and half a second later, she did not back down, but instead tightened her grip on his wrist.

Then, she raised her eyes and looked into Xu Yuanjia's eyes, which were gradually becoming deeper and more profound.

It falls between the fragrance of flowers and the twilight.

"Let me taste it, see if it's sweet," she said.