Reborn as his Shadow

Feng Yuan continued staring at the villa, constantly on guard for any emerging shadows. When the man finally left, he was able to see his face clearly. It was obviously Xiao Yixiu, but that fact just made him more confused. He must have risked quite a lot to come back here, so why was he leaving after grabbing only some scraps of cloth?

Watching as he snuck away, Feng Yuan shook off his doubts to continue following him. They reached the courtyard wall, and he saw the man make a phone call. Appearing to hang up the phone, he immediately threw the ball of black cloth over the wall. It scattered in the night, and standing off in the distance, Feng Yuan was only vaguely able to make out that they were clothes.

Seeing this situation, Feng Yuan felt he still had no idea what was happening. Nonetheless, he called Mo Jingxuan to keep him updated, “Jingxuan, you have to be careful.” 

Unfortunately, he had to hang up after that sentence without elaborating any further. While he would wait for Xiao Yixiu, the same privilege was not returned, and he had to run to catch up and not lose him in the dark.

Following him back to the banquet, Feng Yuan was disappointed to see that Xiao Yixiu and his female companion hadn’t done much after meeting up. They were just eating and chatting at the banquet; they didn’t even talk to anyone else there, let alone cause any trouble.

Did he guess wrong? Feng Yuan mingled with the crowd as his suspicions grew, staring at the couple secretly while walking around.

Even when Xiao Yao came out to celebrate with everyone and began to dismiss guests once they had stayed long enough, there was still no movement from Xiao Yixiu. In all appearances, it really did seem as if he had just come to celebrate his father’s birthday.

On the other side—

Mo Jingxuan and Xiao Ying had accompanied Xiao Yao for a while before handing him over to Zi Bo and the others. Heading over towards Feng Yuan, they returned to the banquet to reconcile with him.

As he passed a servant, Mo Jingxuan took two glasses of wine. Handing a glass to Xiao Ying, they clinked glasses with Feng Yuan, who had his own, “Is there still no movement?”

Feng Yuan shook his head in frustration, “No. He’s been quiet the whole night, only chatting with the woman he brought with him.”

Xiao Ying patted his shoulder, “You’ve worked hard.”

Waving his hand, Feng Yuan was flustered, “We’re friends, don’t be so polite! Come on, let’s have a drink!” He raised his glass to toast the two of them once more.

The three laughed and drank their wine carefreely, not noticing the servant Mo Jingxuan had passed, straightening his clothes and disappearing into the crowd with his now empty platter in hand. 

“Feng Yuan, go and have a rest, leave this place to us, um—” Mo Jingxuan shook his head as a wave of dizziness washed over him but continued to speak, “Leave it to us to keep an eye on—”

Xiao Ying put down his drink and pulled Mo Jingxuan to the side, “What’s the matter?”

“I’m fine,” He tugged at his tie as he spoke, “I must have drunk a bit too much and the alcohol is, umm—I think I’ll go take a break.”

Sweeping him into a princess carry, Xiao Ying was stern, “You are not allowed to drink in public in the future.”

Mo Jingxuan nestled into his arms with a smile, “Today is dad’s sixtieth birthday, it’s an exception. In the future I’ll do as you say.”

“Yes.” Kissing his cheek, Xiao Ying’s face fell slightly, “Your temperature is a bit high, you should go to bed early after drinking some hangover soup.”

Not speaking, Mo Jingxuan nodded. Even that slight action seemed to make him tilt as he grew hotter and hotter. The voices around him faded into the background as his eyes lost focus and the surroundings tilted and swayed.

“Wait for me!” Feng Yuan stepped forward to help Xiao Ying, “Jingxuan really can’t hold his alcohol!”

Xiao Ying walked forward without him, “He rarely drinks.”

“Even I can’t help?” Feng Yuan teased as his friends’ possessiveness reared its head.

Remaining silent, Xiao Ying didn’t deny his words.

“Hey, hey…” Feng Yuan smirked but quickly ran away before Xiao Ying could catch him. Continuing to stare at Xiao Yixiu, he waited for someone to come take over before he went to rest.

Carrying him back to their room, Xiao Ying felt Mo Jingxuan’s forehead again. Flinching at the drastic change in temperature, he started to worry about his Xuan, “Xuan, hold on a bit longer, I’ll call Dr. Xia to come over immediately!”

“Uh——” Mo Jingxuan nodded vaguely; he was growing more and more uncomfortable. His whole body seemed to be burning up, and his head was far too heavy for him to support as his limbs lost their strength. He was already seeing double as he looked up to find his baby’s face.

Caressing Mo Jingxuan’s head, Xiao Ying called Dr. Xia with one hand. Xia Chengyu had been especially busy today and had come over earlier to say his congratulations but left directly after. Even the responsibility of giving gifts had been handed over to Xia Qifan.

Ensuring that Dr. Xia would be on his way as soon as possible, Xiao Ying headed downstairs to make a hangover soup for Mo Jingxuan. But as he walked out the door, there was a sudden pain on the back of his head, and his vision went dark as he lost consciousness.

Wearing a stolen servant’s uniform, Mo Heng threw the club in his hand aside as he checked Xiao Ying’s breath with trembling hands, heaving a sigh of relief when he saw he was still breathing normally. Calling Xiao Yixiu to come over, they soon stood together over the fallen bodies in the room.

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Feng Yuan, still watching Xiao Yixiu and his partner in the banquet hall, raised his eyebrows as he saw them leave to enter the villa. Remembering that Xiao Ying had taken Mo Jingxuan back to rest, he was sure there would be a fun show to watch soon. Too bad for the rest of them, it wouldn’t be at all the one they had planned. Laughing, he quickly slipped into the villa behind them.

Blinking when he didn’t see anyone in the living room, Feng Yuan immediately went to the second floor, where he saw an open door. With an odd thumping sound coming from within, he wasted no time in rushing over to open it.

However, what he saw inside was not a fight scene packed with action but rather something more suggestive, with two men and a woman scrambling to unbutton Mo Jingxuan’s shirt as he lay unconscious on the bed. His jacket had already been stripped and thrown to who knows where in the room.

“What are you doing!!” Feng Yuan ran in and kicked Xiao Yixiu to the opposite wall, preparing himself to fight Mo Heng as he ignored the only woman present.

The three of them hadn’t expected anyone to come in so soon and were a little panicked. Frozen in place, Mo Heng moved first, falling to the ground to pick up the club he had dropped before to swing at Feng Yuan’s head.

On the bed, Mo Jingxuan was struggling and beginning to wake from his half-asleep state.

Feng Yuan’s eyes went dark for a few seconds as he felt something hot flowing from his head. Reaching up to touch it, his hands came back covered in sticky, red blood. “Damn you! How dare you fucking make me bleed?! I’ll kill you!!”

Mo Heng swung his club at him again.

Before fainting, Feng Yuan had only the time to curse one last time, “Damn….”

Gripping the club tightly, Mo Heng bent down to check on him with a tight heart,

“Is he dead?” Xiao Yixiu’s voice shook.

Mo Heng confirmed it, “No, just passed out.”

The hired prostitute was shivering on the ground, extremely frightened by the current events. Grabbing her arm, Mo Heng threw her over to Mo Jingxuan’s side, “Now it’s time for you to perform. If you do your job well, we’ll pay you as much as you’d like.”

Nodding frantically, the woman continued to struggle to take off Mo Jingxuan’s clothes.

Mo Jingxuan wanted to push away the nasty presence in front of him. It wasn’t his man’s smell, and it was sticking far too close to him, but he was unable to support himself properly; how could he dream of pushing away a fully grown, sober woman in his state?

“No…go away…ummm…” His hands pressed feebly on her chest as he struggled.

“He–is he still conscious?” The woman flinched a little, afraid that these rich people would find her for revenge in the future.

Xiao Yixiu stepped forward impatiently and grabbed the woman’s neck, opening her mouth to feed her a small white pill, “Don’t worry, once the medicine takes full effect he will only have your body in his eyes.”

“What did you feed me?!!” The woman scratched at her throat as she gagged, trying to throw up.

Xiao Yixiu smiled lewdly, “It’s just a sex enhancing drug used on women, it’s effect is the best on the market. Soon, you’ll become a bitch who knows nothing but sex.”

“No! Let me leave!” The woman tried to run out as she screamed for help.

Tossing her back on the bed, Mo Heng held her tight, almost strangling her, as he waited for the drug to kick in. Soon, the woman was gasping for air and moaning for more.

“It’s done.” Xiao Yixiu clapped his hands and spoke regretfully, “It’s too bad. It would have been more interesting if Xiao Ying had been the one to drink that glass of wine.” He took one last look at the two people on the bed before saying, “Alright, let’s take a few more pictures before things get too heated. All we have to do is wake Xiao Ying up after they have begun and he’ll take care of the rest….By the way, you said you wanted to take revenge on Mo Jingxuan. What do you plan on doing?”

Mo Heng’s eyes were cold, “Drugs. I have some here, I’ll give them to you before we leave. Just call and report that someone has been taking drugs, the police will make sure that he doesn’t escape.” Since he had fallen down to hell, of course, he needed to bring Mo Jingxuan down with him.

“Hehe–who provoked you? I thought I was cruel but you really won’t leave them any options, huh?”

Not deigning to answer him, Mo Heng frowned as he looked at Feng Yuan lying on the ground with a puddle of blood around his head, “We need to bring him next door before he wakes up.”

Agreeing, Xiao Yixiu carried Feng Yuan out carefully with Mo Heng.

After the two left, Mo Jingxuan used the last of his strength to push away the woman who was lying on top of him and tearing anxiously at his clothes, taking advantage of his final sliver of clarity.

Losing the warmth of his body, the woman jumped at Mo Jingxuan again like a mad dog in heat.

Turning over, he rolled under the bed to evade her reach. With a muffled groan, the pain from falling down hit, and his mind cleared.

Crawling to the door while the pain was still there to remind him, he struggled with the lock desperately. Panting, the woman was still on the bed, frantically looking for his heat and moaning in delirium.

With each sound she made, Mo Jingxuan felt the effects of the drug take hold of him more. The pain began to fade, and his consciousness blurred in and out. The blood vessels in his body boiled to the point of bursting, and his lower body was rapidly congesting and swelling. Only one thought left in his mind, to find someone to vent.

His intoxicated gaze fell on the woman’s naked body as she twisted her body seductively, riding his quilt hard. Her gasps filled the room, provoking Mo Jignxuan’s rationality, which was collapsing by the second.

Moving from the door, Mo Jingxuan staggered towards her as her image filled his brain. There was nothing he wanted more in that moment than to embrace her and relieve himself of the pain that was tormenting him.

But her scent….it wasn’t right. It wasn’t….it wasn’t the one that he wanted…Biting his tongue, he managed to pull away at the last second but soon was drawn close to temptation again.

He pulled at the drawer in his bedside table, taking a pen and biting off the cap to stab it hard into his thigh, “Ummmm—” He lay shrivelled on the ground with a muffled grunt, and his thin trousers were quickly soaked in blood, dyeing the floor under him a bright red.

Such an intense pain allowed Mo Jingxuan the pleasure of maintaining his sanity for a while, and the desire under his body also began to weaken. Looking at the woman threatening to jump him again, he raised the pen without hesitation and plunged it towards her shoulder.

“Ah–!” Her scream shook his ears.

Seeing the woman rolling on the ground in pain and finally ignoring him, Mo Jingxuan heaved a heavy sigh of relief.