Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

As soon as I stepped out of the school gate, it was completely dark.

Zhou Ji stood by the car waiting. When he saw Xu Yuanjia approaching, he immediately opened the back door and reported in a low voice, "Sir, as you requested, Miss Shi has been sent back to the villa ahead of schedule."

Xu Yuanjia hummed in agreement and bent down to get into the car.

The black Rolls-Royce drove into the night, the streetlights outside the window receding one by one, the city outline a cold gray, and the sea breeze, carrying moisture, pattered against the glass.

Zhou Ji, sitting in the passenger seat, began his report: "The Third Branch is trying to shift the blame for the loss of the southern warehouse area onto you, using the previous traitor incident as an excuse. I had already intercepted their transfer records to the foreign shell company beforehand, and sent half of the evidence to the master's study."

Xu Yuanjia leaned back in the back seat, eyes closed: "Where's the other half?"

"It's in our hands," Zhou Ji said. "The third branch of the family doesn't dare to continue their attacks now. But..."

He paused for a moment before continuing:

"After reviewing that half of the evidence, the master did not pursue the matter against the third wife."

The carriage was silent for a moment.

Night slipped past the car window, and one after another, the cold white streetlights illuminated half of Xu Yuanjia's face, making it appear and disappear.

Zhou Ji's Adam's apple bobbed slightly as he spoke again:

"The master sent word that something happened on the southern front. As the person in charge of the southern front, you cannot escape responsibility, regardless of whether someone framed you."

"He wants you to return to the old house tomorrow morning to explain in person."

Xu Yuanjia slowly opened his eyes.

There was no surprise or anger in his eyes, only a thin layer of mockery.

Xu Chongshan is like that.

He could use his own son to purge traitors, kill foreign enemies, suppress other branches of the family, and safeguard the entire Xu family's southern bloodline. But if something went wrong, the first one to be pushed forward to confess would always be Xu Yuanjia.

Because in Xu Chongshan's eyes, a son was never something that was flesh and blood.

It's a knife.

Sharpen the knife when it gets dull.

If a knife is broken, just replace it with another one.

Zhou Ji then spoke up again: "Also, Madam sent someone today to convey her request that you allow the Shen family to join the personnel department in the Taibei Warehouse District."

The "Shen family" mentioned by Zhou Ji refers to the maternal family of Xu Yuanjia's mother, Shen Manyi.

At this point, Zhou Ji turned and glanced cautiously at Xu Yuanjia, his voice even lower: "What Madam means is that if you don't side with the Shen family, Grandpa's side will reassess its support for the Xu family's southern front."

The car was quiet for a moment.

Xu Yuanjia chuckled softly, "One is forcing me to inherit the family business, and the other is using me as leverage against her family."

"The two of you are a perfect match." He raised his lips, but there was no smile in his eyes.

Zhou dared not respond.

The report continued: "Xu Chenglin, the young master of the fourth branch of the family, has recently been secretly contacting the 'Grey Raven' mercenary group outside the border. He wants to buy a clean team."

"It's nominally for self-defense."

"But he had someone inquire about your recent schedule."

Xu Yuanjia didn't speak, only lazily raising his eyes.

Zhou Ji said, "I followed his lead and found that he had also asked several temporary drivers near Tammy University to ask about your license plate, entry and exit times, and your usual routes."

"I haven't touched the people yet, I've only intercepted two middlemen."

"The mouth has been pried open."

Xu Yuanjia chuckled softly, "Xu Chenglin."

He slowly and deliberately came up with the name, as if it were a worthless piece of trash.

"He's bolder than his father."

Zhou Ji asked in a low voice, "Should we deal with it now?"

"No rush."

Xu Yuanjia leaned back in his seat, looking weary and speaking in a lazy voice, "Let him buy it."

Zhou was slightly taken aback.

Xu Yuanjia turned his head to look out the window, the night covering his brows and eyes, making him appear exceptionally cold.

"If he doesn't raise the knife, how can Xu Chongshan bear to see clearly? The Xu family's dog has already started biting its master."

Zhou Ji's heart skipped a beat. "Understood."

Having followed Xu Yuanjia since childhood, he knew better than anyone that there was no true family affection in the Xu family.

It's all about interests, bargaining chips, lineage, power, order, and power struggles among aristocratic families.

The father, Xu Chongshan, wanted a son who was ruthless and resourceful enough to inherit the Xu family's powerful clan.

The mother, Shen Manyi, wanted a pawn that would allow her family to regain control of the Xu family's core power.

In the Xu family, fathers and sons, mothers and sons, brothers and sisters are all cards on the card table.

Whoever is useful lives a decent life.

Whoever is useless will be thrown into the mud.

As for whether Xu Yuanjia is in pain, tired, or will die.

No one asked.

Nobody needs to ask.

Zhou glanced at the back seat through the rearview mirror.

The man's face was half-hidden in the shadows, his posture was languid, but his eyes and brows were shockingly cold.

He was born in such a bottomless well.

I was pushed up the ladder by others since I was a child.

If you can't climb up, you'll be eaten.

Even if you climb up, you'll only be sitting at the top of the pile of bones, admired by everyone, and schemed against by everyone.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom sped through the night, along the coastal highway, along the shoreline illuminated by private lighthouses.

Outside the car window, the neon lights of Taimai City were gradually left behind, the shadows of palm trees rushed past under the streetlights, and the distant sea was dark and undulating, with the crests of the waves occasionally being tinged white by the moonlight before sinking back into the boundless night.

Upon arriving at the seaside villa, Xu Yuanjia got out of the car with a cold expression.

However, as soon as the door opened, warm yellow light spilled out, and the aroma of food wafted in. It wasn't the refined, aloof fragrance of an expensive restaurant, but the warm, comforting smell of cooking.

Xu Yuanjia paused for a moment.

In the living room, Shi Luyu was peeking out from the kitchen.

She was wearing a light-colored apron, her long hair loosely tied up, and holding a soup spoon in her hand. Hearing the door open, she ran over without even putting her things down, her eyes bright as she smiled at him.

"Brother, you're back!"

For a fleeting moment, all the cold-bloodedness, scheming, parental interests, and family feuds seemed to be kept outside by that soft voice.

Shi Luyu, oblivious to his silence, said excitedly, "I made a lot of dishes for you tonight. Didn't you used to dislike things that were too sweet? So I made lemongrass roasted chicken, stir-fried water spinach, and shrimp fried rice."

She counted on her fingers, so earnestly it was adorable.

"Also, I tried making that lemon fish you mentioned last time, but I don't know if it tasted right."

She looked up at him, a little nervous, yet her eyes full of anticipation.

Xu Yuanjia remained silent, only looking down at her.

She stood in the warm light, her apron tied around her slender waist, her cheeks flushed slightly from the kitchen heat, her eyes clear, and she chattered incessantly about his preferences.

She had no idea who he had just threatened.

I wonder how many lives he has trampled underfoot.

She didn't know that the "brother" she thought he was was not the person she remembered at all.

Xu Yuanjia suddenly reached out and wrapped his arm around her waist.

Shi Luyu paused, the soup spoon still held in mid-air: "Brother?"

He pulled her closer, lowered his head, and his voice was a little hoarse.

"Give me a kiss."

Shi Luyu was still wearing an apron, her hands were still damp from the kitchen, and her cheeks were slightly pink from the light and heat.

Upon hearing this, she froze on the spot, unable to utter a word. When she finally came to her senses, she immediately pushed him away from her chest, her eyelashes fluttering, her voice so soft it lacked any real threat:

"Hurry up and eat, brother, the food's getting cold."

Xu Yuanjia was pushed away by her, and he didn't continue to tease her. He had a casual smile on his lips, enjoying her little appearance of pretending to be calm when she was obviously very shy.

Shi Luyu dared not look at him again and hurriedly turned and walked towards the restaurant.

She took a few steps, but then suddenly stopped.

Xu Yuanjia raised an eyebrow slightly.

The girl turned back, slipped on her slippers, and walked a few steps to him. She lowered her head, her ear tips bright red, as if she had made a great decision.

Before Xu Yuanjia could even speak, she had already stood on tiptoe.

"Pop".

A very soft sound.