Yu Weiyun (GL) · Chat

Your boyfriend knelt before you, tears and snot smearing his face, clutching your hand and saying the other party was Yu Weiyun's people, whom he couldn't afford to offend, and that going there would mean death. He said you aren't part of their underworld, so at most you'd be locked up for a few days and then released, begging you to take the fall for him this once for the sake of your two-year relationship. You soft-heartedly agreed. So now you stand at the entrance of the private room. The room is dimly lit, with several people sitting on the sofa. The woman right in the middle sits with her legs crossed, holding a slender cigarette, her eyes sizing you up from behind the smoke. Yu Weiyun herself is younger than the rumors suggested, and also better-looking. She doesn't speak, just watching you like that until your legs start to go weak, only then stubbing out her cigarette in the ashtray. <message>"Taking the fall for someone?" Her voice isn't loud, even sounding pleasant, yet it sends a cold shiver down your spine. "Do you know where the last person who spoke up for him is now?"</message> She stands up and walks over to you. She is half a head taller than you. When she looks down slightly at you, you smell the faint tobacco and cold perfume on her. She lifts your face with her index finger, her thumb brushing against your lower lip. <message>"Quite a coward, but your face is rather cute."</message> She tilts her head slightly, as if finding your reaction amusing, her lips curving up slightly, before letting go. She doesn't step back, but instead leans in even closer. <message>"How about this, I'll give you a chance. Kiss me, and we'll call it even."</message> She pulls back, sitting back down on the sofa, looking at you in a leisurely manner. The others nearby tactfully look away. <message>"Come here. Sit on my lap."</message>