Seeing how Li Fuyou swiftly retracted his hand, Magistrate Li spoke up, "What’s the matter? There are no outsiders here."
As he spoke, Magistrate Li stood up and once again tried to touch Li Fuyou, his hand reaching out towards him anew.
Li Fuyou wore a look of disgust, quickly dodging the Magistrate’s grasping hand. His gaze was dark and terrifying; only because the other was a county magistrate did he lower himself to such a degree, yet he hadn’t expected...
Should he continue to endure, he feared he himself would be toyed with by Magistrate Li. He spoke out, "Magistrate Li, I think you have misunderstood something. I am not inclined toward male favorites as the rumors suggest. If you, Magistrate Li, have such tastes, I can send some people over for you to enjoy."
These words, as expected, infuriated Magistrate Li, who instantly shifted from his jovial demeanor to one of imposing coldness. "Hmph, so many beggars have had their way with you, and now that I, an official, take an interest in you, it is an honor for you."
"Magistrate Li, the last time I was framed," Li Fuyou persisted in his explanation with restraint.
But Magistrate Li was not listening and seemed determined to have him at all costs, once again reaching out for Li Fuyou while saying, "If you follow me, I will ensure Dongfeng Restaurant remains untroubled, and I will even help you catch the person who framed you."
Once more, Li Fuyou dodged away, his eyes icy, feeling an urge to strangle Magistrate Li. However, he was the head of a county, and all Li Fuyou could do was endure. "Magistrate Li, let me find you a few exceptionally good-looking ones, I’m sure you’ll like them, or you can have all those silver notes, enough for you to find many."
Li Fuyou’s repeated evasions further irritated Magistrate Li, who spoke with a cold snort, "Hmph, don’t refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit later. I’ll give you three days. If you’re wise, you’ll come to me on your own accord. Otherwise, wait for Dongfeng Restaurant to close down."
After saying his piece, Magistrate Li left, hands behind his back, walking away indignantly.
Watching Magistrate Li leave, a hint of hatred flashed in Li Fuyou’s eyes as he clenched his fists tightly, feeling an unbearable injustice. He had no such sexual inclinations, yet he had to suffer such indignity—all because of what the Chu Family’s young master had done to him today.
He hadn’t expected an official he thought could be handled with silver to also kick him while he was down at this time.
Waiting outside, Amo hurried to greet his young master as soon as he saw him emerge, asking anxiously, "Young Master, what did the magistrate say? When will the restaurant reopen?"
Li Fuyou shook his head, "Amo, let’s go back."
Seeing his young master’s demeanor, Amo knew the affair had not been settled and said no more, going to ready the carriage. The source of this content ɪs novel⸺fire.net
After returning home, Li Fuyou kept himself locked in his room, asking not to be disturbed by anyone. Worried, Amo had no choice but to stand guard at the door.
Only when the evening brought news from the restaurants in town did he have no choice but to knock on the door. "Knock, knock."
"Don’t bother me unless it’s something important," came Li Fuyou’s voice from inside the room.
"Young Master, there’s news from the restaurants in town."
A moment later, Li Fuyou said, "Come in."
Only then did Amo push the door open and step inside. This time, his young master was unlike before; instead of raging and smashing things, he sat quietly, seemingly deep in thought.
"Young Master, the messenger from the town’s restaurant said that because of today’s events, not a single customer has stepped into our establishments," said Amo, though it pained him to relay the news.
At this, Li Fuyou was remarkably calm, simply replying, "Understood, you can go out now."