Xu Feng's mind buffered as he tried to grasp the significance of Xuan Jian's cryptic statement. He racked his brain, wondering if he had mystically sent some mysterious box to the man in front of him.
However, deep down, he knew that couldn't be the case. These boxes were a part of his betrothal gifts, carefully chosen—maybe—by the Xuan family, not something that should be common knowledge. Right?
The only believable explanation for Xuan Jian's familiarity with the box's contents sent a wave of humiliation coursing through Xu Feng's veins.
It was linked to a shameful and intimate encounter from the previous night, one that unfolded in the heat of passion and the influence of wine—him, Xu Feng, desperately pushing out the jade egg from his rectum while the same two men in front of him now watched.
