18 1.14

After a month, He Míng was finally able to catch the right couple that was involved in his mission. It took him longer to investigate because the set of couples presented to him was all outstanding that it was hard to differentiate who from who. But finally, he found the right pair: It was Gao Lifen and Zheng Jie from the Art department. Among the list of the names from the investigation from the last time, this pair is the most outstanding and the most attention-seeking couple as the new nouveau-riche elites. Gao Lifen lives up to her name and dolled herself up in different brand names and wore perfumes created from another country and famous brands. Sheng Jie on another hand, focused on his appearance and strength too much that he's starting to look like a mini-version of an American movie hero with lots of muscles. It was, to an extent that they could even pay trending magazines to make them the front cover of their magazines for the month.

"Ah seriously, Human greed knows no bounds."- He Míng said with an arched brow as he closed the folder with their private information before tossing it to the coffee table. He Míng has been tirelessly "looking after" Takeru Furukawa when behind the closed doors he was just there bored out of his mind while he plays with his phone and accompanies a guy in his vegetative state for the sake of his missions.

He stood up from the couch and did some stretching before calling the system.

"Monitor the couple's every move for the next 24 hours. If something is out of the norm, then come back and report to me. search for something- anything that makes them suspicious."- He Míng told the system and watch it nod and disappear from the room. He released a sigh before looking back to Takeru's way, expression stiff and severe. Whenever the system comes and goes inside this room, that powerful and oppressive aura emerges and keeps bugging him at the same time.

He Míng's knees buckled as he falls down on the floor and groaned. The oppressive aura was very aggressive today, what's stimulating that vegetable guy to show such a reaction?

"Ugh! Knock it off Furukawa! You're not even conscious and yet you're still making things hard for me! Damn it!"- He Míng panted as he glared up at the person on the bed.

While He Míng was busy getting himself up from the floor, The aura suddenly changed. He Ming flinched and went rigid on the floor, His eyes widened as he felt the aura's crushing and oppressive pressure turns... into restricting ropes.

"Oi... Oi Oi OI! What's this?!"- He Míng raised his voice for being caught in surprise as he struggled to pull away from the pressure that's binding his wrists and knees on the floor. He can physically feel the aura travel above his clothes, like disgusting lewd hands caressing his body suggestively. He Míng was at the mercy of the weird tentacle aura that was molesting him without being caught.

'No, I can't call anyone inside, what if they see me like this?! I'd rather die! This humiliation, I'll remember this Furukawa!'- He Míng glared at the direction of the bed with gritted teeth. He was filled with thoughts of murder and punishment towards that guy when he went rigid once again. That tentacle aura... stroking his lower half...

"You indecent fool! Pervert! Release me this instant!"- He Míng was beyond livid. Not one time did somebody was left unscathed after they tried to touch his body without his permission! This guy is no exemption!

"Furukawa you bastard! Let me go! I said let go! You scum! Let go! Huh?! What the-"- He Míng snapped out of his murderous frenzy when he felt it against his skin. His eyes widened as his hands trembled in rage, he was left there astonished and perplexed.

"No way, You scum... How dare you- Ah!"- There it was! It was stroking! What the hell?! He Míng became muddled in his anger and humiliation, his vision suddenly turned black and memories blanked out.

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He can feel him inside the same room as him. He badly wanted to open this body's eyes and stare at his face in this new and different world, however, he cannot because he was still in the processing of refining the soul inside this body. He tried practicing using his qi to get a better grasp of the location he was in, but whenever he was able to reach He Míng's body, he would react so aggressively and the rejection was slapping his qi back to his new body.

He was unfortunate. For a long time, he was trying to follow his soul, trying to give him a hand and saving grace, however, he was always rejected by the same man. He doesn't understand why he was always perceived as a threat and a pawn towards He Míng, but that's all fine. As long as he was within arm's length, as long as he has him in his eyes, he'll be satisfied and happy.

Today he tried to change the form of his qi to find him better, he can feel the small wrist of his new body, the toned body of his, and the curve of his waist. He tried to explore more since he still hasn't grasped how he handle his power in this new body, he cannot perceive anything else except the sense of touch through his qi.

'He Míng... He Míng is confused and vexed... why? I just... I just want to hold you...'- He thought as he suddenly felt an overwhelming power burst out inside the room. He was surprised and his control over his qi was lost and gone back to his new body. The new emergence of power was very dark, oppressive, and sinister. He can feel his body tremble in both fear and shock.

'Who... is this? Is this really... He Míng?'- He asked himself as he continued to tremble in his immobile body.

Two pairs of long and thin hands wrapped around his neck, threatening to make him die of lack of air. He cannot believe that He Míng will kill him! No! That's very absurd! He wouldn't! Something must be wrong! Or someone is setting him up! He choked and was paralyzed at the realization, Someone must be controlling him at this very moment! He has to save him!

Against the strong powerful dark power, he channeled his qi to his own body and regulated it towards his dantian. He started to feel his body move to his will, but it's too weak, too slow!

'Faster! I need to save He Míng! faster! Faster!'- he thought as he started to get his reflexed on his hands and finally opened his eyes. His brown eyes stared at the malicious emerald eyes of the person he identified as He Míng. He immediately threw away his other thoughts and held both his wrist to send his qi inside his body.

"You, get off! Don't do this! President!"- His voice was a bit hoarse and his throat hurting from the tight squeeze of his hands. As if woken up from a nightmare, he watched the other person blinked twice and move two steps away from the bed. He gasped for air, his body was still very weak, just like this and he almost crossed another death door. How will He Míng look at him if he's this weak?

"... Furukawa,"- Hearing the surname of his new body, he trailed his eyes towards his face and stared at him.

'Ah, This is definitely He Míng. That pairs of eyes, only he is fit to have brilliant pair of eyes.'- He thought as he concealed his feelings inside his chest.

"For the record, you were only beaten to death with fractured bones. On what basis did you become comatose for more than a week?"- He Míng asked him with a raised brow and the look of contempt and ridicule on his eyes were very evident.

'Ah... He Míng will always be He Míng. To his eyes, I'm only a little ant that will be useful to him in some circumstances, a disposable pawn. It doesn't matter, as long as he looks at me, I'll be happy.

"I'm not really aware except the dull pain in my body. President, why are you here? What is the date today?"- He asked curiously and looked at him with clear eyes. He saw He Míng look at him in distaste before answering him.

"I took care of your medical expenses. and it's been a month since you were admitted here."- He Míng grumbled under his breathe and turn around to sit back down on the couch. That was when he took a better look at his disheveled look. Crumpled white uniform with the first few buttons on the collar undone. His face and skin were dripping with light sweat and his hair messy.

'... When was the time that He Míng was never ravishing? I cannot recount that.'- he thought as he looked at him sit elegantly on the couch.

"What? Stop staring at me, it's creepy."- He Míng said to him with a glare. he only nodded and look at his state instead. He was in a very disgraceful and unappealing state, he hopes that He Míng won't him away while he heals.

"It'll take you two more months to properly heal and get back to your feet. So you better do so and repay my kindness."- He Míng told him without directly looking at him, he acknowledged it stared at the window in silence. He was very busy getting the body's memories and the force he did to merge fast with the body exhausted him. He does want to talk to He Míng more but at the moment, he needs to recover both his mind and body right now. He closed his eyes and pretend to fall back asleep.

'He Míng, wait for me to become strong, I'll be by your side in the near future. I promise.;- He thought before focusing on his recuperation. He didn't even see or noticed that He Míng piercing glare was over him, emerald eyes hostiles towards him.