HIATUS NOTICE

 Hello beloved readers <3 first of all I want to say  thank you for always came by to read and showering my works with lot of loves. And I'm really sorry for ton of late and super late update. right now I'm working on my undergraduate paper as I under a lot of pressures to graduate on this last batch of year it's became difficult for me to keep productive. My mind and body just won't listen and keep procrastinating (I think it's some sort of escape lol). Thus I've decided to take a hiatus and tell you guys about it. Hopefully I can finish my paper by the end this month and get it revised by my professors before the graduation applicant deadline. If I mange to do it then I can start posting by January. Honestly I'm not really confident about it, since it been a year since the last time I when to see my prof. I get really anxious and lost every time thinking what he gonna say after seeing me after sooooo long 😫😫😫. It's took so long for me to post thi...

MSRBMH Ch1

The manor was alive with the buzz of a lavish evening banquet.

Upstairs, in one of the opulent rooms, a strikingly handsome man in a gold-trimmed white suit was sneaking around like a thief.

"Is this too little?"

Su Yu frowned, his delicate fingers clutching a small paper packet filled with fine powder. 

He was currently engaged in a grand scheme—drugging his arch-nemesis, Ji Yanli.

After shaking a bit more powder into the glass, flashes of his so-called "friends'" faces crossed his mind:

"Young Master Su, don’t hold back—dump the whole thing! Once he’s out cold, we’ll bust in and film Ji Yanli ‘compromising’ with someone!"
"Yeah, just smash the cup as the signal. Hide in the closet, and when the time’s right—bang! We’ll handle the rest."

That’s right. Tonight, he had to get footage of Ji Yanli in bed with someone else. 

Then he’d send it to Xiao Yan, eliminating his competition once and for all.

Bolstered by his friends’ "encouragement," Su Yu tore open the packet and dumped the entire contents into the glass.

Too much powder, too little water—it wouldn’t dissolve.

Grabbing the nearby kettle, he added hot water.

As the saying goes: if the dough’s too wet, add flour; if the flour’s too dry, add water.

After stirring it with his finger, he licked the residue off without thinking.

Hmm. Tastes weird.

Wait—what if Ji Yanli notices? That old fox doesn’t miss a thing.

Before he could spiral further, the electronic lock beeped.

Panicking, Su Yu slammed the glass onto the table and dove into the wardrobe.


The door swung open.

Through the slats, Su Yu watched as a tall figure strode in—Ji Yanli, draped in a black trench coat, his tailored slacks emphasizing his long legs. 

He shrugged off the coat, hung it up, and headed straight for the shower.

Ugh, why’s he showering first? This closet’s stuffy as hell!

His phone lit up with a message:

[Young Master Su, is it done? Status update?]

Su Yu typed back:

[Done. The second he drinks it, I’ll signal. Send the girl in.]

The water stopped.

Ji Yanli emerged in a wine-red silk robe, his skin almost translucent under the moonlight. He uncorked a bottle of red wine, poured a glass, and set it down—ignoring the water entirely.

Damn it. He’s not drinking it.

Seizing the moment while Ji Yanli stepped away, Su Yu tiptoed out, pulled a second powder packet from his pocket, and emptied it into the wine.

Another stir. Another absent-minded lick.

"Tastes good?"

A deep voice whispered against his ear, breath hot.

"Tastes like shit. Stop bothering me—I’m busy," Su Yu snapped, waving a hand.

Then he froze.

Slowly, he turned.

Ji Yanli loomed behind him, arms crossed, a smirk playing on his lips. 

His eyes—dark, predatory—locked onto Su Yu like a lion sizing up prey.

"Young Master Su," he drawled. 

"Care to explain what you’re doing?"

Shit. Busted.

Think, Su Yu!

"I—I came to discuss business!" he blurted.

Ji Yanli chuckled, stepping closer. "Business? With you? The idlest heir in the Su family?"

Cornered against the desk, Su Yu’s palm landed on Ji Yanli’s bare chest—warm, hard.

Ji Yanli glanced down, his gaze turning dangerous. 

"Did the Su family finally realize your only use is as a bargaining chip? Sending you to me?"

Humiliated, Su Yu’s face burned. 

He yanked his hand back—and slapped Ji Yanli across the face.

CRACK.

The sound echoed in the silent room.

Ji Yanli’s head snapped to the side. When he turned back, his expression was unreadable.

Su Yu stared at his own stinging palm.

Holy shit. I just hit Ji Yanli.

Ji Yanli—the sole heir of the Ji family, a man who’d bankrupted the Li family for daring to send him a bedmate. The same man who’d allegedly made their son "live like a dog."

"I—"

Before he could stammer an excuse, floating text flickered at the edge of his vision:

[LMAO WIFE DON’T FEED HIS FETISH]
[Bro’s lowkey loving this—I SEE U SMIRKING]
[DO IT AGAIN! ONE TWO THREE FOUR!]

Su Yu blinked. 

What the hell is this?!

Ji Yanli licked the inside of his cheek, his voice a low growl. 

"You dare hit me?"

"Ji Yanli, let go—!" Su Yu writhed, but the grip on his chin tightened.

Moonlight caught the fury in Ji Yanli’s eyes—and the faint flush on Su Yu’s face, his lips parted in defiance.

"Is this my ‘welcome gift’ tonight?" Ji Yanli’s gaze flicked to the wine glass, still flecked with undissolved powder.

Su Yu stayed silent, plotting his escape.

Then Ji Yanli picked up the glass.

"Don’t drink it!" 

Su Yu shouted—too late. 



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