Chapter 86 Part 1

The fruit wine in the glass carried the fermented fruity aroma straight to his face as Chen Chi handed it to Zhou Chiyu. “This wine is brewed by my family’s winery. Give it a try.”

Zhou Chiyu had never touched alcohol before and hesitated a bit, but Chen Chi kept assuring him that the alcohol content was very low. He thanked him and took the glass.

“It’s delicious. Trust me.”

Chen Chi was gay too, but it was his first time seeing such a beautiful boy. Zhou Chiyu was just like the taste of this fruit wine—ripe peaches wrapped in the freshness of morning dew, full of vibrant summer energy.

Unfortunately, Gu Yuan would get to enjoy him soon enough.

“Thanks.” Zhou Chiyu leaned in to sniff it. “It has a sweet and sour hawthorn flavor, with a faint toasty aroma.”

Chen Chi’s breath hitched at that glimpse of fine, pale neck, his eyes heating up. “Not bad. You seem to know your wines.”

Zhou Chiyu curved his eyes into a smile. “My grandpa loves wine, and there’s some fruit wine in the cellar too.”

Chen Chi’s smile faded slightly as his gaze quietly shifted to Gu Feng.

He didn’t know how far Gu Feng planned to go tonight, but he felt like Zhou Chiyu was rather pitiful.

Zhou Chiyu was just a pawn for Gu Feng to strike at Gu Yuan.

This glass of fruit wine had been specially tuned to Zhou Chiyu’s tastes—sweet and tangy with fruit pulp, mildly intoxicating, but the actual alcohol content was extremely high and easy to get drunk on.

Zhou Chiyu thanked Chen Chi and raised his head to slowly savor the fruit wine.

Seeing the timing was right, Gu Feng introduced Zhou Chiyu to his other friends.

These friends of Gu Feng’s had received plenty of benefits from him usually. Upon learning that Gu Feng was often bullied by Gu Yuan, they were more than willing to help set up this trap.

Having gauged Zhou Chiyu’s temperament, everyone pulled him into games. Zhou Chiyu wasn’t familiar with them, and after two glasses of wine, his reactions slowed; he hardly won any.

Gu Feng stepped forward then. “By rights, Little Fish should be penalized with five glasses, but since his tolerance is low, I’ll drink three for him, and he can handle the rest.”

Amid the crowd’s jeers, Gu Feng downed three glasses in a row.

Zhou Chiyu didn’t hesitate either and drank two in succession.

As he swallowed the last sip, he coughed twice, lightly covering his lips. His eyes glistened with moisture, and a hint of drunken flush rose on his pale cheeks.

“Little Fish, why don’t you rest in the next room?”

Gu Feng kindly supported Zhou Chiyu. “I’ll wake you once you’re rested.”

His head grew dizzier and dizzier. With a dazed, innocent look on his face, Zhou Chiyu said, “Okay, thanks.”

The room was impeccably clean—a VIP lounge at Lan Yi Mansion. Zhou Chiyu’s lashes were dusted with a fine mist from the alcohol vapors as he lay sideways on the sofa, a few drops of wine staining his collar.

With everything set, Gu Feng lit the prepared aphrodisiac incense, set up the camera, and left.

Meanwhile, Gu Yuan and Gu Lao were discussing the financing deal with Mr. Mo Lan when Gu Feng’s friend subtly signaled him. Once Mr. Mo Lan headed to the reception area, he approached and asked, “What’s up?”

Gu Feng’s friend replied, “Your brother isn’t feeling well. Want to check on him?”

Gu Yuan’s brows furrowed slightly. “Not feeling well?”

By the time they reached Zhou Chiyu’s resting room, Gu Feng’s friend watched Gu Yuan enter and texted Gu Feng.

Gu Feng was laughing about Gu Yuan and Zhou Chiyu with his friends. One sycophant grinned lewdly. “When we barge in to catch them in the act, will it give Gu Yuan PTSD?”

“I’m really curious what that holier-than-thou attitude of his will turn into.”

Gu Feng checked the time and leisurely sipped his wine. “No rush. You’re sure that aphrodisiac incense works?”

“Absolutely.” His friend crossed his legs. “I had someone specially import it from Thailand. The dosage is enough to drive Gu Yuan wild.”

Gu Feng was always cautious. “When we go in later, will the scent affect us?”

His friend reassured him, “Don’t worry. The amount is perfectly controlled.”

In the room, Gu Yuan noticed an unusual fragrance. He’d been to plenty of places with Gu Lao where spice enthusiasts kept incense burning constantly, but this scent felt off.

“Little Fish.”

He extinguished the aphrodisiac incense and opened the inner window for fresh air. “Did you drink?”

Kneeling by the sofa, he saw that Zhou Chiyu was flushed all over, like he had a fever.

“Little Fish?”

Zhou Chiyu’s fingertips unconsciously tugged at his collar. He hazily opened his eyes. “Bro?”

His dainty Adam’s apple flickered beneath pinkish skin. Frowning, his voice was like cotton soaked in honey. “You’re here…”

Gu Yuan leaned closer, his falling hair brushing Zhou Chiyu’s cheek. “Why’d you drink so much? Did they force you?”