Venerable Demon King & The Doting Immortal (QT)
Chapter 260: Peng Xiu exposed

Chapter 260: Peng Xiu exposed

"What are you doing?" Xiang Yu whispered, his voice laced with amusement as he leaned back further, inviting Han Xin’s touch. Han Xin wrapped his arm around Xiang Yu’s chest, pulling him closer, and whispered, "Nothing, I just wanted to touch you." His fingers continued to explore, massaging Xiang Yu’s ring finger, imagining a thick gold band adorning it.

Xiang Yu turned his head, his lips brushing against Han Xin’s cheek, sending shivers down his spine. "Do you think we would make as much noise as those two while doing it?" he asked, referring to the audio. Han Xin’s cheeks flushed, and he bit his lower lip, his eyes darting away momentarily. His cock twitched, desperate for attention, as if agreeing with the idea.

"Maybe... I can give it a try," Han Xin replied, his voice hoarse with desire. Xiang Yu’s eyes narrowed, and he studied Han Xin’s face. He understood what Han Xin meant and he wasn’t opposed to it. After a moment, he leaned in, his breath hot against Han Xin’s ear, and asked, "Should we get a hotel room? Somewhere private, where no one can hear me scream your name as you fuck me senseless?"

Han Xin’s body trembled at the explicit words, his fingers curling into Xiang Yu’s chest. He swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple bobbing before he found his voice. "Our bedroom at home is soundproof," he rasped, his voice thick with need. "You can make as much noise as you want, no one will hear us."

A satisfied smile curved Xiang Yu’s lips, and he nodded, his eyes dark with desire. Just as Xiang Yu was about to say something he heard a sound at the door. Xiang Yu sat up and Han Xin furrowed his brows. Who had the courage to break into his office?

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The tension in the air was palpable as Peng Xiu stood outside the office, her fists clenched tightly, veins popping from the sheer force of her rage. In her ear were the sounds of Han Xin’s passionate encounter with Xiang Yu, and it was driving her insane. Her jealousy knew no bounds, and she was determined to pull them apart and kill that vixen no matter the cost.

The cries of pleasure that echoed through her earphones were like daggers piercing her heart, each moan and grunt a painful reminder of Han Xin’s betrayal.

As the volume of their lovemaking increased, so did Peng Xiu’s fury. She knew she shouldn’t expose herself and walk in on them, but she couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t stand hearing the man she loved doing such a thing with another man. Just the thought of Han Xin having sex with Xiang Yu, their naked bodies entwined, sweating and writhing in ecstasy drove her to madness.

Her mind was on the verge of collapse the louder and rougher those voices of lovemaking grew. Her rationality snapped and she had long lost her mind. ’Han Xin can only be with me... He belongs only to me,’ she said to herself in a manical voice. She was like a raving lunatic unleashed.

She twisted the doorknob, expecting it to open and reveal the pair in their most intimate moment. But to her surprise, the door was locked. A low growl escaped her throat as she realised she had to find another way in.

"It’s locked," she muttered to herself, her voice menacing and desperate. "I have to get in. Yes, yes, I have to. No matter what." Her eyes darted around the hallway, searching for a way to break in. She felt like a caged animal, pacing back and forth, her sanity hanging by a thread.

She then replied to herself again, saying, "But if I break it, how will I explain it." She also replied to herself and said, "I can say that I heard cries like someone was hurt."

An ugly smile appeared on his face as she said to herself again, "Yes, I was only protecting my Xin-ge." In a moment of sheer madness, she raised her foot and kicked the door with all her might.

The loud bang echoed through the hallway, but the door remained intact. Undeterred, she kicked again, the sound of her fury mingling with the moans and groans in her head. Her face contorted with rage, she kicked repeatedly, each attempt more desperate than the last. The security guards on this floor, alerted by the commotion, began making their way towards the source of the disturbance.

Just as Peng Xiu was about to deliver another powerful kick, the door suddenly swung open, causing her foot to kick at thin air. She stumbled forward, her body crashing to the ground with a loud thud. Embarrassed and furious, she quickly got back on her feet, her eyes burning with anger.

Inside the office, Xiang Yu sat casually on the desk, his lean figure exuding an air of confidence. Han Xin stood behind him, his tall, muscular frame tense and seething with anger. The sounds of gruff lovemaking still played in the background, but it was not the two men before her. Instead, it was an audio recording, a cruel trick played by Xiang Yu.

Peng Xiu’s eyes widened as she realized the truth. She had been fooled, her jealousy manipulated by Xiang Yu’s cunning plan. Her chest heaved with heavy breaths, her heart pounding in her ears. Xiang Yu smirked, his dark eyes sparkling with amusement as he walked towards the coffee table. He bent down and retrieved his phone, the source of the erotic sounds, from beneath it. With a casual flick of his finger, he silenced the audio, the room falling into an uneasy silence.

Peng Xiu’s anger reached a boiling point. She glared at Xiang Yu, her hands balling into tight fists at her sides. "You bitch!" she spat out, her voice dripping with venom. "You did this! You set me up, you manipulative bastard!"

Xiang Yu’s smirk widened, his eyes never leaving Peng Xiu’s furious face. He held up the listening device disguised as a nail, and twirled it between his fingers. "It seems you are the one who put this here. The real question, though, is why?... Is it because you are a pervert or..."

Peng Xiu’s face flushed with humiliation and rage. She would rather die than admit to her actions, especially now that she had been caught red-handed. "You planted those! You wanted to frame me, to make Han Xin believe I was spying on him!"

Han Xin, who had been silent until now, finally spoke, his deep voice booming through the room. "Peng Xiu!" he yelled, his face a mask of anger. Xiang Yu raised a hand, signalling for Han Xin to stop. The tall man clenched his jaw, his fists trembling by his sides, clearly struggling to control his temper.

Xiang Yu’s eyes narrowed as he took a step towards Peng Xiu, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "Really? So, you just happened to break into my boyfriend’s office, did you?" The word ’boyfriend’ stung Peng Xiu like a thousand needles, piercing her heart. She felt a surge of nausea, her stomach churning with anger and jealousy.

"I... I heard cries," she stammered, her voice shaking. "I thought someone was hurt, so I came to investigate." The bodyguards standing at the door exchanged glances, their eyes widening at her stupid response. Those cries weren’t of someone being beaten but sounds of being drilled by a Jackhammer in a pleasurable way.