Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

"...No, brother."

Shi Luyu was cornered by Xu Yuanjia at the kitchen door, her face still burning, but her voice held a stubbornness that lacked any real backbone. She raised her hand to press against his chest, her long eyelashes lowered, her gaze darting around in a panic.

Xu Yuanjia lowered his thin, sharp eyelids, stared at her, and remained silent for a long time.

Shi Luyu thought he was angry and was about to tentatively reach out to pull him when the man suddenly leaned over, raised his eyebrows slightly, and then bent down to pick her up.

The girl gasped and frantically clung to his shoulders, but he easily lifted her off the ground, her toes dangling in the air.

Shi Luyu was both embarrassed and anxious, struggling with her legs wide open: "Brother, what are you doing!"

Xu Yuanjia carried her out, his tone nonchalant, "Why not?"

Shi Luyu's heart raced. She turned her face away and said, emphasizing each word, "We're not in a relationship where we can kiss yet..."

Xu Yuanjia chuckled softly, his voice seeming to roll from his chest, carrying a hint of coaxing allure. "What constitutes a kissing relationship?"

He carried her down the corridor, the lights of the seaside villas casting shadows on them. Thunder rumbled outside, waves crashed against the windows, and Shi Luyu was held tightly in his arms. The faint scent of fir trees lingered around her nose, making her mind a jumbled mess.

She stubbornly insisted, "Wait, wait until we get to know each other better."

Xu Yuanjia seemed to be thinking seriously, tilting his head closer to her ear, lowering his voice, and deliberately dragging out the question: "More familiar, how familiar?"

Shi Luyu's ears instantly turned red, and her voice grew softer and softer: "It's...it's not...it won't be embarrassing..."

Xu Yuanjia's smile deepened, and he spoke in a low, persuasive tone: "Then you need to practice first."

Shi Luyu looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Practice what?"

Xu Yuanjia stopped at the entrance of the private cinema, looking down at her with a lazy yet dangerous gaze, like teasing a little rabbit whose fur was about to stand on end.

"Practice how not to blush in front of my older brother."

Shi Luyu was embarrassed and annoyed by his words. She wanted to retort but didn't know where to start, so she could only bury her face in his shoulder and remain silent.

After the two left, the kitchen finally quieted down.

Zhou Ji crawled out from under the table in a disheveled state, his hand still wrapped in gauze, his clothes stained with rice and egg drop soup. He looked up at the tall figure at the end of the corridor, his brows furrowed tightly.

What exactly is Jia Ye doing?

He was baffled, but dared not think too much about it, and could only silently clean up the mess on the floor.

-

A day later.

The Thames University campus charity gala, sponsored by the university's board of trustees, is ostensibly an academic endeavor reception, but in reality, it's an annual, respectable social event for the university's upper echelons. The news agency and photography club collaborated to take photos and provide documentary coverage.

As Shi Luyu entered with her camera, she could still smell the faint scent of champagne and perfume in the auditorium. The lights were dazzling, the clinking of glasses was crisp, and teachers, board members, and business representatives in formal attire came and went, their smiles polite and their glasses clinking.

Shi Luyu took several photos of the main venue according to the procedure, and then prepared to go backstage to change the battery and get the spare lens, while also finding an angle to take a few more "behind-the-scenes" photos.

She pushed open an inconspicuous door, thinking it led to a storage room.

The door hinges creaked slightly, and a cold, damp air rushed in, revealing that it wasn't a storage room.

It is a logistics channel.

The lighting was dim, the floor was damp, and water stains even seeped from the corners of the walls, creating a stark contrast to the opulent grandeur of the main hall. At the end of the corridor stood several men in black, their faces grim and their demeanor cold and unyielding.

Shi Luyu stopped in her tracks instinctively, her heart tightening inexplicably.

She was about to leave when her gaze suddenly stopped in the corner—

She saw someone she never expected.

Chen Yutang.

Chen Yutang, who used to be impeccably made-up, arrogant, and walked with a swagger in school, was now kneeling by the wall, her hair disheveled, her lips pale, and her face bloodless, like a discarded broken doll.

Her clothes were roughly ripped open, and several female assistants were coldly helping her change into a hostess's dress. The movements were quick and impatient, leaving deep red scratches on her skin.

But she didn't resist at all; her whole being seemed to have been emptied of its soul, and she just mechanically lowered her head and trembled.

She muttered incoherently, teetering on the brink of a mental breakdown, and pleaded hoarsely to the men in black, "I really don't know... Please, spare my mother... I really don't know..."

Two cold-faced guards stood beside her, completely ignoring her and not even glancing at her.

Shi Luyu was stunned by the scene before her.

In a fleeting moment, countless images flashed through her mind: Chen Yutang's arrogance, her little follower's overbearing attitude, and the ambush in the women's restroom... a stark contrast to the person kneeling in the corner begging for mercy at this moment.

She wasn't even sure if it was the same person.

Shi Luyu took a small step back, her heel lightly scraping the ground with a startling soft sound.

Just then, a few cleaning staff pushed their carts past, chatting in hushed tones, their voices carrying a sense of unsurprised resignation:

"The Chen family is finished... Last night, Chairman Chen had an accident on that shipping line in the open sea. I heard he died a horrible death, and they didn't even bring his body back."

"You think you can live after offending the Xu family? What a joke."

"The fact that she was brought here to 'show her face' today is already a small token of respect for the Chen family."

Shi Luyu felt a chill run through her body, and her fingertips trembled uncontrollably.

It turns out the Chen family has lost power.

No wonder Chen Yutang has vanished from school these past few days; even the group of followers who used to fawn over her have disappeared. It turns out that when the tree falls, the monkeys scatter.

Before the murmurs had even died down, Chen Yutang was being pulled forward, seemingly to get her makeup done.

As she was being dragged past the doorway, she suddenly looked up.

Those eyes, which had been as empty as stagnant water, suddenly came alive the moment they saw Shi Luyu's face.

She lunged forward like a madwoman, kneeling directly at Shi Luyu's feet, clutching her legs tightly with both hands, her cries shrill and piercing: "I'm sorry! Shi Luyu! I was wrong! I was really wrong!"

She cried and kowtowed repeatedly, her voice hoarse, her words incoherent and humble:

"I shouldn't have bullied you, I shouldn't have insulted you! I was blind, I'm not human! I'll never do it again!"

"I'll even be your dog! I'll play with you like a dog! Woof, woof—"

She was actually making those chilling dog-like barks; she had clearly been driven mad.

Shi Luyu was terrified, her scalp tingling. Almost instinctively, she tried to back away, but her legs were held tightly, preventing her from moving. Panicked and confused, her voice trembled: "Please...please me?"

She had no idea what had happened, nor was she sure if Chen Yutang was even fully conscious.

Two men in black immediately stepped forward and roughly yanked Chen Yutang away. Chen Yutang struggled desperately, like a drowning person grasping at a last straw, tears and snot streaming down her face, her voice hoarse from screaming, "Please! Please!"

She reached out to Shi Luyu with all her might, her wrist turning red from being pulled, yet she continued to cry out:

"Save my mom! Please, please say a few kind words to him... have mercy and let us go!"

"Please—please!"