Tat opened the door then got into Leslie's bedroom.
On the mattress, Leslie was leaning his back on the bed board while his right leg put on his left leg. On chest, the young man crossed his arms; his face was fresh pink, but seemed not happy.
When Tat arrived at foot of bed, the youthful man opened his lips, "Who is that doctor?"
Tat took a low blow. He understood that Leslie asked about the doctor that he had taken him to treat a few days ago. It was hard for him to tell, but he had to say; he never hid from his boss.
"He is Doctor Huang. He is recommended by Mr. Bai."
Leslie narrowed his eyebrows, "Bai Ji Dan?"
"Yes," Tat nodded.
"What does he mean? Harass me then send a doctor to cure me?"
"Well, I think he does not mean to harm you."
"How can you know?"
Tat paused for a second before he uttered, "Bai Ji Dan likes the female owner of the sweet shop, but it is love from one side, the lady does not know."
"Oh!" Leslie unlocked eyes.
"When his grandma was alive, she liked to eat sweets in that store. Each vacation, Bai Ji Dan would return to Hong Kong to see his grandma and his grandma usually brought him to have dessert. When he saw Cai Hong, daughter of the store owner, he was sixteen years old. She is his first love. However, he did not say or express anything. He loved her silently. When he came to Hong Kong, he never forgot to visit her store. About two years before his grandma died, he knew that she got married. He had a broken heart, then he refused to visit Hong Kong, even after he graduated, he stayed in the US until he got information that his grandma was seriously sick, he hurriedly returned. Even so, Bai Ji Dan does not stop loving Cai Hong. He swore that he would not love any woman, then he began to fancy men until today."
Leslie listened with a mind full of amazement. He could not believe his own ears that a rude guy had a very sweet sad love story like this. Moreover, he did not expect that Bai Ji Dan was so romantic and had a loyal heart.
"How can you know?" Leslie said.
"Shan told me," Tat said.
Leslie cocked head, "Why does he tell you?"
"I think perhaps because he ever liked my cousin."
"He liked your cousin?"
"Yes," Tat nodded. "He was a classmate of my cousin when they studied in college. After graduating, my cousin got married and went to live in Spain with her husband."
"How do you know?"
"He told me. He also told that on that night, Bai Ji Dan locked all staffs of his club to prevent them from gossiping about you. That's why we did see no one in the lobby. At the gallery, when you were unconscious, Bai Ji Dan carried you by himself from room into the car. He did not allow anyone to see because he did not want you to be talked to. He is so careful about you. He told Shan to notify me about the doctor; he wants you to be healed and safe."
"Careful about me?" Leslie giggled. His face expressed he did not believe. "He threatened me. He abused me. Is it called care?"
"I think he might be scared that you are going to bother the woman. He has no intention to hurt you. According to Shan, Bai Ji Dan does not want her to know, he wants to keep this love until he dies."
"Look like you believe in him." Leslie glanced at Tat.
"I confess. Even though I just know him, but between Bai Ji Dan and Liu Kai Chi, I choose to believe in Bai Ji Dan. He is more trustful. I am thinking how Liu Kai Chi knew about this. It is a secret of Bai Ji Dan. No one knows besides his family and Shan."
"It's not important," Leslie said. "Now, the task before our face is how to get the painting."
Tat made his face low when hearing. He could not think of a way when talking about taking the painting that was in hand of Bai Ji Dan. It was easier to beat the mountain than to get a portrait from that guy. It was work that Tat could not help his boss even if he wanted to.
Leslie knew; he did not blame Tat; he realized that he had tried his best already.
Both the director and deputy director were silent for seconds. Later on, Leslie uttered to his right-hand-man, "These few days, I don't go to the hotel. Take care of it for me."
"Yes, young master. Then I take leave."
"Um."
The deputy paid a respectful manner before he moved his body out of the sleeping room of boss.
After Tat left, Leslie reminded what Bai Ji Dan had said when they were in the car. Then he made a thought.
'He was correct. We are men. We should solve it as men, and should not take woman in.'
Leslie blew. He tried to think but he was unable to find any good method.
Only way to get the painting was to go to Bai Ji Dan.
Young man knew that the male would say he had to win over him, and he was sure that he would be defeated and at last he had to give his body. It made the heart of the youthful guy heavy when thinking about this.
Leslie wanted to give up, but at that time, he was reminded about his late grandfather. The eldest pa raised him with care and with love. He never asked anything from him. Painting was only his wish. Leslie remembered his grandpa had tried hard to speak during his last minute. His words and his face begged to take the painting for him. He could feel that the drawing was very important or his grandfather would not ask him to find it.
Boy took a blow once again. He raised eyes towards the photo of his grandfather that was hanging on the wall opposite of him. Eyes of the elderly man in the pic seemed sad; perhaps he was hopeless that he would achieve his wish.
"Don't worry, grandpa," Leslie claimed. "I will fulfill your wish though I have to sacrifice my body."
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After healing, Leslie told Tat to bring him to the gallery where Bai Ji Dan was staying.
This time was like before.
The rich man did not buy a ticket in advance. When he arrived at the front door, the guard did not block; he took him to the reception desk.
"Tell your boss that I want to meet him," Leslie said.
"What can I tell him your name, sir?" Female receptionist said.
"Leslie Wong."
"Yes, please wait."
The receptionist raised the phone to her ear, then made a call.
Leslie stood silently and calmly. Behind him Tat was standing. The confidant stayed still only body, but eyes moved. His peepers were throwing at security cameras that were like eyes of pineapple. Those devices could scan every moves of the come-in-persons. Tat believed that Bai Ji Dan was watching his boss and him from somewhere in the building.
Correct. From the upper floor, Bai Ji Dan was sitting on a chair and looking at the screen of the camera. He eyed the grandson of Wong Wen that was presenting in his gallery reception room. It was not strange; he could guess that Leslie would come to him - because of the painting.
Though he had said that he would not allow Leslie to bother his business, he could not be dispassionate to see the pretty dude lose face; he could not refuse like he had done to other business men; therefore, he called Shan, "Bring him to meet me."
"Yes."
Shan went down immediately to appear before the special guest of his patron.
"Young master Wong." Shan bowed. "Please follow me."
Leslie did not say, he walked following Shan, and Tat was after him.
Three guys entered the elevator.
Later, an electronic door opened and Shan led young Wong and his confidant along the quiet corridor to a room with a big door made by brown wood that was smooth like glass. When they reached, Shan unlocked the opener, "Please, young master Wong."
Leslie walked in. When he got inside, he noticed it was a sports room. In the middle, there was one boxing arena and Bai Ji Dan was standing there.
"How are you doing, Young master Wong?" Bai Ji Dan said.
Leslie did not utter. He viewed the man inside the ring box that was smiling at him.
"I'm worried about you. Now, see your expression, my mind is at ease. You look good."
"I'm always good," Leslie said.
Bai Ji Dan grinned, "At last, you speak with me. I thought you were dumb."
"I don't like circumlocution. My aim is painting. Tell me what you want in order to agree to give it to me."
Through an explicit voice, bro could sense that the grandson of Wong was strongly determined and he would never give up unless he got what he wanted.
"Old rule," Bai Ji Dan claimed.
"Fine." Leslie wagged head. "I'll fight with you."
Bai Ji Dan extended small lips, "You should know, if you lose..."
"I know," Leslie spoke with face up. "I have prepared already. If I lose, I allow you to torture me."
Words of the director made Tat shocked. He hurriedly came in, "Young master..." but Leslie rose palm to stop him, "I decide already. If I lose today, I will come tomorrow. If tomorrow I lose, after tomorrow I will come back. I will keep coming until I win."
Hearing the words of the master, Tat dropped his shoulders. He blew and made a face low. In the heart of the confidant, there was a heavy mountain pressing. The right-hand-man was very worried. However, he had no phrase to utter - because he knew that what his boss had already made a decision, no one could swap.
Not only Tat, even Bai Ji Dan was surprised to perceive the promise of the young guy. Elder man could see how strong the heart of this boy was. Though, what he said could not be changed either - Leslie had to win over him to get close to the white water lily painting.
After dealing, Leslie took off his jacket and gave it to Tat, then he went up to the arena.
From down, Tat and Shan stood and watched their own boss.
Unlike Shan, Tat's face was so sad. The guy knew that his director could not defeat the owner of the arena for sure. He realized what would happen next. He was clear that he could not help anything. What he could do now was he wished for his manager to be less harmful though he lost.
"Prepare?" Bai Ji Dan said.
Leslie raised up his eyebrow, "Um."
"Then come." Bai Ji Dan smiled.
Leslie jumped in with a powerful fist throwing at the male designer. Young chap truly tried all his best. Still like before, though he worked hard, he could not touch his combatant.
"You are fast, but not enough," Bai Ji Dan uttered.
Leslie was in small vex. He increased his action rate; he advanced his attack. He kicked his hard leg, but Bai Ji Dan got it, then he paid his leg back and made the young man step backwards.
Dude jumped in again. He planned to beat the cheek of the fighter, but he failed. Instead, he was bullied by multiple paws of the gallery owner and fell down sitting on the floor of the arena. Leslie could sense pain over his stomach. Though, he did not escape. He got up and hopped towards the elder bro.
'He will get wounds if I keep fighting.' Bai Ji Dan thought.
Because he did not want the younger bro to get injured, he decided to end combat - by defeating the young guy to sleep belly on the arena floor.
"You lose," Bai Ji Dan claimed.
Leslie took a blow then he raised up his body.
Quickly, Tat ran up to assist his boss to stand.
"I lost. I keep my words," Leslie said.
Bai Ji Dan watched the spoke-man that was standing before him. In his heart felt something that he could not see clearly even though it was inside his chest and he was the owner of it.
"Go to my room," Bai Ji Dan claimed, then walked off.
"Young master." Tat grabbed Leslie's forearm. His face showed upset and worry.
"I'll be back," Leslie said. "Keep my jacket."
Tat bowed head, then released his hand.
Leslie dropped eyes for a second, then raised them up and walked bravely through the door that Shan was holding for.
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Inside a room which was on the same floor but far from the boxing room, Leslie entered with a blank mind. As he set feet properly, Shan pulled the door shut.
Now, only the two bros in the space.
Leslie scanned the room. It had no special decoration. In the middle, it had a bed with a curved platform showing a small hill clearly. There was no sofa or chair. At the corner, there was a glass cabinet, long and wide, and had many levels. On each level, there were crystal pots with unique and fancy designs.
Bai Ji Dan was standing at the cabinet showing back at the visitor.
Leslie stood still. He did not know where he should be and what he should do.
"Sit on the bed."
Hearing tell from the room owner, Leslie walked forwards then set his buttocks on a soft but strong mattress, near the bed board.
Bai Ji Dan spun his body; he came to the young man, hand holding a glass with a design like the glass of western king in the past. He approached the sitting-guy then handed over the glass.
"Drink it."
Because the glass was crystal, Leslie could see liquid inside was water, over it had pink powder and the powder was showing bubbles.
"Are you drugging me?" Leslie said.
"I did not do anything illegal. I don't do anything illegal. And I will not do anything illegal," Bai Ji Dan stated. He paused for a short time, before he described, " This is a kind of medicine. I give it to you to reduce your fright and it opens your well, then you will hurt less."
It was true Leslie was nervous inside. Though he did hide well, Bai Ji Dan could sense - because he experienced uncountable men.
Young chap glanced at the peepers of the male speaker. Through the eyes, he knew that he did not lie.
"Take it."
Leslie showed hand to receive the glass, after, he rose to his lips and emptied it.
"Good boy," Bai Ji Dan smiled then took glass from Leslie's hand; after, he walked to the cabinet to set the drinking container in its spot.
One second, two second, three second.
Leslie began to be calm. He could sense himself. In his belly, there was no butterfly. His feeling was peaceful step by step. Young man felt easier than when he just entered the room. In addition, he felt a warm wind was going to his backside, and he felt his pitch was strange, but he did not know what it really was.
Bai Ji Dan returned to stand before the sitting-guy. He eyed for a few seconds before he showed his hands to the unbutton shirt of junior.
Leslie sensed moves of Bai Ji Dan; however, he did not oppose, he allowed him to take off his shirt, he had no embarrassment like previous times.
Not only shirts but also trousers. Bai Ji Dan removed them all. Then he stated, "Sleep on stomach."
Leslie followed instruction without protest. He rotated then slept on his face on a pillow. His mind and his brain were empty. He stayed silent on the soft cushion. Only eyes blinked.
At the corner of the bed, Bai Ji Dan was removing his dress. However, he kept eyes on the sleeping dude. He scanned from head to toe silently. Then he stopped his peppers on the face of male junior that was blinking long eyelashes, like a sleepy baby.
When taking off the clothes already, Bai Ji Dan announced, "It's time." Later on, he moved to stand at the foot of bed and grabbed Leslie's ankles, then pulled his body, including pillow, down gently until his buttocks were hanging on the hill of the bed. He spread the legs of the sleeping man wide before he climbed the bed and leaned loins on underneath the dude's buttocks...
On the pillow, young master Wong rubbed his left face against the soft cool cover. His body was also against the mattress due to the rhythm of male pusher. At this moment, nothing came to mind of the grandson of Wong Wen, only jolliness and happiness.
Unlike before, this time, Bai Ji Da was very gentle. He made unhurried and stable paces. His rhythm was very sweet and caring. With this, Leslie could meet a tasty feeling that made his mind satisfied and happy. He shouted his comfortable erotic voice; he echoed non-stop.
Bai Ji Dan could notify through the desired sound of his bro; he was sure he was meeting very pleased. Him too. He was having the best period.
Many seconds passed.
Bai Ji Dan still proceeded kind races until he was alerted it was time to level up, then he upgraded the attack to be faster. His weapon dug deeper and deeper into the hole of beneath man; his waists were rushed. Though, he didn't cross the limit. He was afraid that he would cause a wound to his junior; hence, he used strength that was strong enough for his partner to accept.
As for Leslie, his puff was becoming faster and louder. Hammer of Bai Ji Dan gave him a burn; however, it provided him with a very delicious time that he felt great to meet. He did not expect such candy to exist in this world. He felt very very good and he wished this good period to stay longer.
Though, the party has to come to an end.
Few minutes later, Bai Ji Dan retreated. He pulled his dick out of Leslie, and cleaned it.
On the bed, Leslie stopped showing puff, but exposed snoring instead.
Bai Ji Dan inspected then he realized that the young male was losing sleep. Elder bro giggled. He did not believe the dude to be like this, after the homework. Looking at his peaceful and beautiful sleeping, Bai Ji Dan was unable to have a cold heart to awake him. He allowed the juvenile to rest on his bed.
Inside room seemed cold. Rich bro adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner, then he pulled a blanket to cover the shoulders of the sleeping person properly. At that time, he remembered what the dude had said, "If today I lose, I will come tomorrow. If tomorrow I lose, after tomorrow I will come back. I will keep coming until I win."
Just remembered that, Bai Ji Dan took his cell phone out and called his secretary. To avoid disturbing the male that was sleeping, a wealthy interior designer walked to stand near the cabinet and said in a low voice, "Gigi, cancel all my appointments and don't accept new. I've been busy until next year."
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