Chapter 472
Chapter 472 - Forced Bath
Upstairs, Xiangyang was dragged into the washroom by Xiang Haolin. Without a word, Xiangyang stripped off his clothes and placed them under his head to rinse off the cold water.
“What are you doing?”
Under the cold water, Xiangyang regained his senses. He had been so frightened that he didn't notice Xiang Haolin pulling him along.
Xiang Haolin acted suddenly because he was unhappy seeing the man hug Xiangyang by the waist, though he didn't show it on his face.
At this moment, Xiangyang, still shaken, questioned him. Xiang Haolin didn't respond, instead continuing to forcefully wash Xiangyang's body with shower gel.
“Don't touch me.”
Seeing Xiang Haolin's face, Xiangyang couldn't help but recall his harshness. He was terrified, not knowing what to do, and fearfully moved to the side, hugging himself to shield against Xiang Haolin.
Xiang Haolin must have scared Xiangyang with his earlier actions, which is why he was so terrified.
Xiang Haolin immediately frowned but said nothing, choosing instead to approach Xiangyang.
“Don't come near me, stay away, get lost…”
Xiangyang flailed his limbs in fear, trying to push Xiang Haolin away. But when his fist landed on Xiang Haolin, he didn't react and just stood there.
“Don't come any closer, go away…”
Xiangyang pressed himself against the wall, looking around in panic as if searching for a way to escape. Tears began to fall as fear took over. Having just witnessed Xiang Haolin's harshness, how could he be at ease? Xiang Haolin became even more frightening with his silence.
“What do you want!? Say something!” Xiangyang shouted in anger, tears streaming down his face, looking like a frightened deer that tugged at the heartstrings.
“Isn't it obvious? I'm giving you a bath.”
Xiang Haolin finally spoke, his voice cold and indifferent, matching his expression. When he saw that Xiangyang was resisting the bath, he intended to force him.
“I don't want you to bathe me. Get out, leave!” Xiangyang cried out, tears in his eyes. His legs were trembling, and he clutched his body with one hand, looking pitiful like a small, abandoned pet.
Xiang Haolin's heart ached, but he didn't let Xiangyang have his way. He held him firmly, rubbing forcefully to keep control of Xiangyang's body.
“It hurts. It hurts so much, let go of me. I'll wash myself, let go!”
Xiangyang cried loudly, stomping his feet in pain. His cries echoed through the bathroom, louder than any other sound. If Xiang Haolin didn't care about him, he might have lost his temper—it was so noisy that his eardrums were nearly bursting.
“Behave yourself.” Xiang Haolin growled at Xiangyang, but still showed no gentleness.
Xiang Haolin knew that Xiangyang had been spoiled by his family and often threw tantrums. If he didn't correct him now, it would be too late when he grew older.
“If someone forced you to take a bath, then act like it!” Are you out of your mind? Why are you giving me a bath? I don't want to bathe, so don't drag me along if you've lost it.”
Xiangyang cried out in frustration, but still cursed Xiang Haolin for his persistence.
“I'm going to tell my dad, just you wait.”
Xiangyang continued crying and cursing Xiang Haolin while wiping away his tears. For some reason, it made people want to laugh—probably because he said he'd complain to his father.