Caught you, Little Fish

2.2

 "You better let go now," Pang Teifeng growled, his face flushed blood red, "Security! You fucking pieces of shit, where is everyone! Get this bastard off me!"

The pieces of jagged glass inched closer and closer to Pang Teifeng's face regardless of what he was saying. His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, darting about frantically as he struggled in Guanting's vice-like grip. The arrogance had drained away as a wave of nervousness washed upon his body, leaving behind a ghostly complexion. 

"H-Hey, did you hear what I just said? Let go of me!"

As Guanting was about to smash the wine bottle in Pang Teifeng's face resolutely, he suddenly found that his hand was being held back gently.

Xie Yan's hand was cold yet clammy, no doubt a physical response to being forced to drink so much alcohol. He had appeared fragile to the extreme when sitting, but at full height, Guanting found that Xie Yan was a bit taller than him. 

The young man furrowed his brows.

Xie Yan smelt really familiar. The alcohol was unable to mask his crisp and fresh fragrance.

"It's not worth it."  A soft voice whispered in his ear.

In the original plot, Xie Yan was constantly abused by the wealthy patrons of the most luxurious club in Jing City. As an extremely beautiful young man, there was no doubt that he would be forced into such debauched scenarios numerous times, and due to his poverty, he had no means to refuse either. The three psychotic suitors of Xie Yan would watch on with hidden glee, then extend a helping hand only when he begged and prostrated himself in front of them. 

"Hm?" Guanting subconsciously lowered his arm and let go of Pang Teifeng's hair.

He stared at Xie Yan pointedly, a subtle feeling rising in his heart. The other man coldly looked away, hiding the intense hatred in his eyes.

The heavy thud of footsteps interrupted the tense atmosphere of the VIP room. Men in black suits hurried into the lounge, along with a furiously sweating manager. The noise complaints had not concerned them at first until they realised who was in the VIP rooms...

The manager nervously asked what was going on, fearing some big scandal would happen in his club. Before anyone could speak, Fang Li started laughing and wiping away tears from the corner of his eyes. Catching onto his act, Guanting smiled brightly as he placed the wine bottle down on the table.

"Look at his face! Hahaha, I've never seen you look so surprised, Teifeng!" Fang Li swung his arm around the flabbergasted Pang Teifeng like they were good friends, and took this opportunity to smack his head with force.

"Wha-!" 

"Apologies if we surprised you, but it was just a prank," Guanting stared right into Pang Teifeng's shocked eyes, "bro."

Just a prank!? Was pointing a glass bottle in his eyes and threatening to beat him up just a prank?! What kind of messed up- ahem, no, he should be glad they were treating this lightly, otherwise, who knows what would happen.

The manager wiped his forehead in relief, stammering, "S-So it seems that everything's sorted? Then I'll take my leave..."

The crowd of people watched in shocked silence as the group of men retreated as quickly as they arrived. 

Meanwhile, Pang Teifeng was fuming in anger once more, after realising what had occurred. 

"You! Fucking! Bastards!"

Before Guanting could retaliate, he felt a heavy weight fall onto his shoulder. When he turned his head to look, Xie Yan was covered in a cold sweat, his breathing staggered.