Chapter 10

　　Despite Lawrence Chu’s dislike of James Fu, he still organized a welcome party after the play.

　　He did this because James was the largest investor in the film industry at present.

　　At the banquet, James Fu poured Joey glass after glass of wine. People saw what was happening, but nobody dared put a stop to it.

　　While Lawrence Chu drank his share of wine, he also took Joey Xiao’s drinks given by James Fu. Halfway through his meal, he had fallen asleep.

　　James Fu took that opportunity to call somebody to take Lawrence Chu away. Then he sat beside Joey and poured another glass of wine.

　　\"Jimmy, you know I have a low tolerance for wine.\" Joey Xiao said in a soft tone, as they continued to eat their food.

　　James Fu, still in a poor state of mind, laughed out loud when he heard Joey’s refusal.

　　“What, Mr. Xiao refuses the wine I offer? Or, is there somebody trying to stop you from drinking?”

　　Then, James Fu grabbed the chopsticks in Joey’s hand, and handed him a wine cup.

　　James Fu whispered in Joey Xiao’s ear, in a low deep voice. \"Joey Xiao, did you forget that just a few months ago, you got drunk with someone, trying to get yourself a new project?\"

　　Joey Xiao took a deep breath, and drank the wine that James had poured for him.

　　As he gulped it down, a wine trickled from the corner of his lip, down to the throat.

　　James stared at Joey Xiao’s throat as the wine dripped down his adam’s apple.

　　Soon, Joey was drunk. \"I need to go to the bathroom.\"

　　James smiled.

　　Joey Xiao stood by the door of the bathroom, his eyes closed, and waited quietly.

　　A few minutes later, familiar footsteps approached. James Fu stood at the bathroom door.

　　Without waiting for a response, he stepped in.

　　\"I didn\'t expect you to be so daring.\" James Fu grabbed Joey Xiao\'s shoulder and looked at him with a smile.

　　Joey Xiao looked up at him from his wheelchair.

　　\"Is this all you want?\"

　　Looking at Joey’s bright eyes and recalling the scene as they were having wine, he was in a state of excitement. His eyes flashed in arousal. He pulled Joey in.

　　Joey Xiao knew what he wanted and stopped talking.

　　\"What a good performance!\"

　　James Fu caught his breath, and the lip angle kisses at the end of Joey Xiao\'s tiny red eye.

　　Joey Xiao mercilessly pushed him and fixed his wrinkled clothes.

　　Because of his previous performance, James Fu not only dissipated the fire, but also slowed down the momentum of getting into a normal life.

　　He leaned lazily against the wall, looking at Joey Xiao with satisfaction in his eyes, and asked, \"What is wrong with your spine? Why does it take so long to heal?”

　　Joey Xiao blinked, and returned the question. “How do you know I’m not faking it?\"

　　\"Why would you?\" James was stunned.

　　Joey Xiao laughed, and holding on to the armrest of wheelchair, he slowly stood up.

　　James Fu, without a trace of anger, said “After years of absence, indeed, you’ve gotten better at hiding things from me.”

　　Joey Xiao glanced at him and didn\'t speak.

　　\"Now that you’re ready, I’ve got some public appearances lined up for you next week. You will also be paid for tonight.\"

　　James Fu spoke lazily as he straightened himself up and prepared to leave. He caressed Joey Xiao’s back and pinched his shoulder.

　　\"Dress very carefully and make sure you look good.\"

　　Joey Xiao felt a stabbing pain within him. He tried to breathe calmly as he turned around, coldly staring at the man who was preparing to leave.