Border Prisoner: The Mad Boss Seduces Her Every Night

Shi Luyu originally thought that Xu Yuanjia would be angry.

After all, he had previously gone crazy and forcibly kissed Xu Jia when she first spoke to him.

But this time, he didn't.

From the moment she returned to her small apartment, Xu Yuanjia behaved abnormally.

Her small room wasn't big, the wallpaper was light pink, and there was a small night lamp by the bedside with a little rabbit printed on the lampshade. The walls were covered with photos she had taken herself: streets after the rain, the light outside a jade shop, and her mother's smiling back as she bent down to pick out beads.

In this soft, bright, and even somewhat childish space, Xu Yuanjia happened to be sitting.

He sat on the edge of her small bed, his long legs bent, a laptop resting on them. His slender fingers rested on the keyboard, the cold white light from the screen falling on his face, making his casual demeanor seem even colder.

Zhou Ji answered the phone.

Xu Yuanjia didn't hide it from her; he turned on speakerphone and said lazily, "Speak."

Since Zhou knew he was with Shi Luyu, he didn't dare address him as "Master" and went straight to the point:

"We've detained three people on the northern route, and we've gotten them talking. The supply line we blew up last night has been confirmed to be orchestrated by Xu Chenglin's former subordinates. And in Sihanoukville, we've cleared out everything that needed to be cleared..."

Shi Luyu lost her grip on the pen and it fell to the ground.

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be reporting something to Xu Yuanjia.

She could barely hear what was being said, but she was still a little frightened.

Xu Yuanjia raised his hand to turn off the mute button and turned his head to look at her.

The moment that face turned, the tone changed, as if those cold, hard words had never existed.

"Sweetie, go take a shower first," he coaxed.

Shi Luyu held the pen and looked at him hesitantly.

Xu Yuanjia raised an eyebrow and smiled casually: "What, do you want your brother to help you wash?"

"No!" Her ears turned red, she immediately stood up, grabbed her pajamas, and ran to the bathroom.

As soon as the bathroom door closed, the sound of water quickly filled the air.

Xu Yuanjia turned the mute function back on.

Zhou Ji paused on the other end of the phone, then continued, "Sir, there's also Xu Jia."

Xu Yuanjia's gaze softened. "Speak."

"He's been in frequent contact with Ms. Shi lately. Today at school, he again used the pretext of a project to get close to her."

Zhou Ji's voice was very low: "Should we eliminate him?"

The room was silent for a few seconds.

The soft patter of water from the small bathroom drifted through the door, mingling with the silence on the phone, creating a stark contrast.

Xu Yuanjia leaned against the headboard, tapping the edge of the computer screen lightly with his fingers, a faint smile playing on his lips. "No need."

Zhou Ji was slightly taken aback: "Master?"

"Let him be." Xu Yuanjia said casually, but his eyes were dark and lifeless.

"She can't fully trust me unless this doubt is dispelled."

"I will get rid of all the unnecessary people."

On the other end of the phone, Zhou Ji didn't ask any more questions, "Understood."

The sound of water in the bathroom stopped.

Shi Luyu walked out, drying her hair. At the door, she hesitated for a long time, but finally couldn't help asking, "Brother."

Xu Yuanjia looked up: "Hmm?"

Clutching the towel, she whispered, "What did you mean by 'cleaning' just now?"

Zhou Ji, who hadn't completely hung up the phone, remained silent.

Xu Yuanjia remained expressionless. "Clean up."

Shi Luyu: "Cleaning...house?"

She stared at him for several seconds, as if trying to find a trace of lying on his face.

Xu Yuanjia, however, was remarkably calm, even lazily adding, "The warehouse over there is a mess; I'll arrange for someone to clean it up."

Zhou Ji remained silent on the other end of the line, as if he were dead.

Shi Luyu was skeptical, so she could only say "Oh," and slowly walked back to her desk to sit down.

Xu Yuanjia behaved normally throughout the night.

It was so normal that it made her somewhat uneasy.

He didn't press Xu Jia for answers, nor did he speak sarcastically, and he didn't pull her into his arms and kiss her like he used to.

While she did her homework, he worked on documents by the bed. If she seemed troubled by a difficult problem, he would glance at her draft paper and casually point out the mistakes.

"The third step was wrong."

Shi Luyu frowned: "Where did I go wrong?"

Xu Yuanjia put the computer aside, got up and walked over.

Her small desk was narrow, and as soon as he got close, his shadow loomed over her.

Shi Luyu subconsciously moved aside, but he leaned down behind her, reached his arm over her shoulder, and snatched her pen.

"Here." He drew a line on her draft paper.

"You're treating conditional probability as independent events. Just like photographic composition involves relationships, so does mathematics."

Shi Luyu was taken aback: "Mathematics can be explained like that?"

Xu Yuanjia chuckled: "Otherwise, what do you think mathematics is?"

He gripped his pen and quickly went over the formula again. His handwriting was sharp and concise, and the steps were almost excessively simple. Shi Luyu, who had initially been completely confused, actually began to understand after his explanation.

"So we need to convert it first..."

"Um."

"And then substitute it in?"

"clever."

She was quite pleased with the compliment, and her eyes lit up.

Xu Yuanjia tilted his head to look at her, a slightly mischievous, boyish smile playing on his lips: "Little girl, you don't even know advanced mathematics, yet you dare to go to the border to film a documentary?"

Shi Luyu puffed out her cheeks: "I'm not a math major."

He went along with her, "So your brother will teach you."

The pen tip glided across the paper, the nightlight in the room was on, and there was the sound of traffic in the distance outside the window. Shi Luyu looked down and could see his hand resting on the edge of the table; it was pale, slender, clean and handsome.

That's perfectly normal.

It was so normal that she finally couldn't help but look up and ask softly, "Brother, aren't you angry?"

Xu Yuanjia paused, looking down at her: "What are you angry about?"

Shi Luyu pursed her lips: "It's just... Assistant Teacher Xu today..."

She didn't finish her sentence.

Xu Yuanjia seemed to understand and chuckled softly.

"Lulu." He put down his pen and gently tapped her forehead with his finger, the force very light.

"It's my fault for not protecting you properly, which is why you were locked up there for so long."

Shi Luyu was taken aback.

Xu Yuanjia's voice lowered, and his eyes softened, feigning sincerity, "It's my brother's fault."

Why would I be angry with you?

He paused, lowered his eyes, and said in an even softer voice, "It's good that you're not angry with me."

Shi Luyu felt a slight pang of sadness in her heart.

She had initially worried that he was unhappy because of Xu Jia, but seeing him like this now, she wondered if she was being too petty and thinking the worst of him.

She shook her head: "I'm not angry with my brother."

Xu Yuanjia smiled and said, "That's good."

His expression was gentle, but a cold, evil thought was raging wildly in his heart, clinging to every inch of his reason in a sticky, twisted, and out-of-control way.

Xu Jia, that bitch!

Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! Kill him!

His heart was so dark it was almost thorny, yet he nonchalantly pushed the homework book back for her.

"I'll go to sleep after I finish this problem."

Shi Luyu nodded obediently: "Mm."

As night deepened, sleeping became a problem.

Her small apartment only had one bed, and the sofa was short and narrow. Shi Luyu originally thought that Xu Yuanjia would take her bed for granted, after all, he was never one to be "polite".

But he was acting very strangely today.

He came out of the bathroom, picked up a thin blanket, and walked straight to the sofa.

Shi Luyu was stunned: "Brother?"

Xu Yuanjia turned around: "What?"

She hesitated, "You're sleeping on the sofa?"

"Hmm." He replied in a very natural tone, even letting out a slow chuckle.

"Or does the little one want to sleep with her brother?"

Shi Luyu's face flushed: "Who, who wants to sleep with you!"

Xu Yuanjia's smile deepened, but he didn't come over to tease her. He simply draped the blanket over himself and leaned against the small sofa with his long legs bent, looking somewhat aggrieved.

Goodnight, Lulu.

The room quieted down.

Shi Luyu lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep.

Jiajia's older brother is acting really strange today.

He didn't get angry, jealous, or act foolishly; he even slept on the sofa voluntarily. The more he acted this way, the more uneasy she felt, as if something was pressing down on the air, refusing to settle down.

The nightlight emitted a soft glow.

She quietly got up and walked to the bedroom door, where she saw the man on the sofa with his eyes closed and his breathing steady.

His tall figure seemed out of place huddled on that small sofa. He was such a sharp, unrestrained, and dazzling person, yet at this moment, because of her small room, he was forced to hide all his edges.

Shi Luyu's heart suddenly softened.

She tiptoed out of bed, picked up another thin blanket from the foot of the bed, and wanted to cover him with it.

My feet made no sound as they stepped on the carpet.

Shi Luyu walked to the sofa and bent down.

Xu Yuanjia had his eyes closed, and his sleeping face was much quieter than when he was awake. His eyebrows and eyes were deep, his nose was high and straight, and his lips were thin. Gone was his usual carefree smile, and he even showed a hint of tired indifference.

Shi Luyu stared at him, somewhat lost in thought.

He's always like this, seemingly fearless and in control of everything.

But every word she heard on those phone calls made her feel that his world was dangerous.

She just wanted to cover him with the blanket.

However, when she reached out, her fingertips had just touched his shoulder—

Xu Yuanjia suddenly opened his eyes.

There was not a trace of sleepiness in his eyes.

Only coldness, gloom, and murderous intent.

Before Shi Luyu could even react, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. Then, a tremendous force pulled her down, causing her to lose her balance and fall onto the sofa.

Xu Yuanjia flipped himself up, his movements terrifyingly fast.

He grabbed her wrist with one hand and strangled her neck with the other.

"Don't touch me."

His voice was low and hoarse, cold unlike his usual self.

Shi Luyu froze instantly.

Her throat was constricted, and the air seemed to thin out. She opened her eyes wide, looking at the man so close to her, her eyes quickly reddening, and her fingertips weakly gripped the back of his hand.

"Brother, what's wrong...?"

She gasped for breath in pain, her voice breaking in her throat.

"elder brother……"