Chapter 4: The Butler Secret Unveiled

The rush of running water echoed through the air. Taking advantage of the moment, I pulled up his burner Weibo account and saw a fresh update posted just ten minutes ago:

【Crispy Chocolate Chip Cookie】:
“She called me husband just now, but she brought other men into our home. The laughter from the next room is too loud… Am I really that dull? I’m losing my mind. What right do those two guys have? I can do it too, and I can make her feel even better.”

“I’m done holding back. If I try to pleasure her now… even if she cries, I won’t stop. I have to punish her properly.”

A sharp shiver ran down my spine as I reached the last line.

“Le Shu. Could you grab me a towel from outside?” Qin Siyu’s voice drifted out through the cloud of steam.

Clearly intentional. I grabbed a towel and knocked on the door. A dripping arm reached out, pulling the door open just a crack.

And then… I froze solid.

Qin Siyu was wearing that male butler outfit.

The form-fitting black fabric showcased his sharp collarbones and sculpted chest. For an abstinent man to put on something like this was pure lethality. I wanted to pin him down right then and there.

I tried to keep my cool. “You’re already covered up, why do you still need a towel?”

“I need it,” he rasped, taking my hand and slowly dragging the towel across his burning-hot chest.

His ears were flushed bright red from embarrassment, but when he saw that I didn’t pull away, he yanked me right inside the bathroom.

He lowered his head, his deep voice brushing against my ear. “Things that belong between a husband and wife… don’t do them out there. Others will see.”

I stayed quiet, silently studying his expression. Despite his attempt to sound magnanimous, the pulse thumping beneath his cool skin was beating like a sledgehammer, ready to burst out of his chest.

“Actually…” He looked down at me. “I have something I want to show you, too.”

Before I could react, he grabbed my hand and pulled it down. My fingertips skidded across every firm line of his abs, tracing the faint blue veins trailing down his lower stomach. The searing heat made my mind go completely blank. Instinctively, I blurted out, “So firm…”

Qin Siyu choked on his breath for a second before reminding me hoarsely, “I meant the tattoo.”

“Oh…” I feigned enlightenment. “Then take it off so I can get a better look.”

If this were the usual Qin Siyu, he would have blushed red and run away. But today, that provocation struck a raw nerve. Without a second thought, he peeled off the butler outfit in under three seconds and pinned me against the vanity sink.

“I’m actually not that bad. Don’t you want to give me a try?”

His kiss crashed down, fierce, desperate, and entirely possessive, a stark contrast to his usual reserved self. His arms locked tightly around my waist.

“Shushu… Stop playing around with them. Play with me instead.”

Who could have guessed that a man who looked like a lifelong celibate monk would leave no survivors once he finally broke his vows? Sweat glistened across our shoulders and necks as steam rose all around us. He covered my lips, murmuring in a gravelly tone, “Keep it down. There are people outside.”

Driven half-out of my mind, I couldn’t hold it in any longer and cried out, “They left ages ago! Those two were just art models!”

Qin Siyu froze for two whole seconds. Then, he scooped me straight up into his arms and kicked the bathroom door wide open. Bang!

If what happened in the bathroom was a gentle drizzle, what followed on the bed was a category-five hurricane. The tiny bell around his neck jingled softly through the night.

Right up until dawn, his hand rested gently over my lower stomach, asking a question drenched in jealousy: “Did they… touch you here too?”

I gritted my teeth in frustration. “You bastard… Any more and I’m going to die…”

He simply leaned down, kissing the corner of my eye as his voice softened completely. “Be good. Just one last time.”