Author: hoenimochi (Page 6 of 78)

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Chapter 6

August 27, 2024 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

One of the things that Qian Xiaoke and Jiang Tongyan had agreed on the most so far was that they both left the hotel with the mindset of running fast.

Qian Xiaoke: Run fast, run fast, don’t get caught up!

He wore clothes and pants that were one size too big. He trotted and pushed open the hotel door, rushing into the night. He hurriedly asked the uncle passing by outside about the direction of the subway station as if he were running for his life and continued to trot, wishing to get home immediately.

The uncle, who was stopped to ask for directions, looked back at him and shouted behind him, “Young man! Did someone beat you? You still have to call the police if you meet a bad guy!”

Qian Xiaoke was almost tripped by the uncle’s words. He turned back to thank him and said, “Thank you, uncle. No, no, no bad guy. I just miss home and want to go home quickly!”

Qian Xiaoke thought that that if he had to say who the bad guy was, it might be him. After all, it was his words that made the man impotent.

However, this guilt only lasted for a few seconds, and Qian Xiaoke soon forgot that this matter was caused by him.

As he ran, he thought to himself, as the saying goes, you could know someone’s face, but not their heart!

Qian Xiaoke turned his clever little head and simply modified this sentence for his own use—you could know a person’s face but not his body.

That man was tall, handsome, and had a sexy voice—a top-tier specimen of perfection. He could make any delicate, eager bottom drool a ton.

But who would have thought that he was not good in that aspect?

It was really a pity.

It was a waste of natural resources.

Qian Xiaoke thought with great regret while sitting on the subway: It was a pity, it was really a pity. However, this incident also proved that God really didn’t have selfish intentions for anyone. Everyone in this world was like an apple that God had taken a bite out of—it’s just that the bite marks were in different places. This had been proven true.

For example, someone like Qian Xiaoke, someone who was good at everything, but he was poor.

Another example was that handsome guy; he had good looks and money, but he could wither just like that.

Life was indeed fair.

Qian Xiaoke sighed for a long time, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

To be honest, he actually liked this person. What was that person’s name? He felt like he didn’t ask.

But it didn’t matter; they wouldn’t have any more stories.

Before the ‘accident’ happened, he really liked this person—mostly in a superficial way, based on looks and body. But liking someone wasn’t enough to sustain a relationship. Sexual harmony between a couple is extremely important!

After this, Qian Xiaoke finally understood why his butt didn’t hurt at all after a night.

Everything began to make sense.

He sat on the subway and mourned for his half-lost virginity and also mourned for the handsome guy.

What joy was there in life, and what sorrow was there in death!

Qian Xiaoke couldn’t help but put his hands together, close his eyes, and pray devoutly that he and the handsome guy would never meet again from now on.

And the rejected Jiang Tongyan, with anger and resentment, left the hotel with his suitcase, got in the car, and went to the airport.

This trip back home was not a happy one. Although the work went smoothly, it was better not to mention his personal life.

His grandparents were old. Five years ago, the two old people returned to China from the United States to settle down following the principle of ‘returning to their roots’, but they always missed him. He admitted that he also missed the two old people, and he had thought before that he might as well return to China to work and be with the old people to show his filial piety.

His parents were so busy that he had not seen them since he was a child. He had been with his grandparents since he was a child. Now that the two old people need him, he should accompany them.

Initially, he had started to plan this, but because of this experience, Jiang Tongyan was a little scared again. He felt that it would be better for him to break off his relationship with this sad place completely. He was very worried that he would think of the nightmare scene today with every step he took in the future.

Jiang Tongyan was worried on the way to the airport. He was not worried about anything else, but what if he couldn’t get hard in the future?

Miscalculation.

Retribution.

He shouldn’t have thought about doing that with that kid at all!

Jiang Tongyan regretted it now.

The heartbroken Jiang Tongyan arrived at the airport just in time to check-in.

He went over, took out his passport and handed it to the staff.

“Hello, sir; please keep your ID card.”

ID card?

Jiang Tongyan was confused. He had been abroad since he was a child and did not have a domestic ID card at all. He used his passport to go back and forth. Where did the ID card come from?

He leaned over to take a look and then almost fainted at the airport.

It was Qian Xiaoke’s ID card, which he had taken away when he went to see Shen Huiming before to prevent Qian Xiaoke from stealing his things.

He actually forgot to return the ID card.

Jiang Tongyan looked at the ID card carefully until he finished the formalities, took out his mobile phone and called Cheng Sen.

“Are you at the airport?” Cheng Sen wanted to send Jiang Tongyan off but was rejected.

The current Jiang Tongyan didn’t want to see anyone.

“Well,” Jiang Tongyan said, “I want to ask you something.”

“I have sent you the details of the contract. You can take a good look at it and think about it when you go back.”

This time, Jiang Tongyan returned to China not only for a project with Cheng Sen, but also to seriously consider returning to China to work.

Cheng Sen really hoped that Jiang Tongyan could come to his company, and all kinds of conditions were quite favourable.

“I understand. I will seriously consider this after I go back.” Jiang Tongyan said, “I didn’t call you for this matter.”

“Then why?” Cheng Sen smiled, “For Suo Yang?”

“Who is Suo Yang?” Jiang Tongyan asked, and suddenly realised, “Oh yes, I remember it.”

Cheng Sen sneered and scolded him.

“No, it has nothing to do with Suo Yang.” Jiang Tongyan coughed lightly and said, “I want to ask you, is it troublesome to lose your ID card in China?”

“Troublesome? It is quite troublesome. Forget about all the bank cards tied to your identity—just think about all those scams where people use someone else’s ID to commit crimes.” Cheng Sen said, “If you lose your ID card, you must report it immediately and apply for a new one. What’s wrong? You don’t have an ID card; why are you asking this?”

Jiang Tongyan smiled slightly, “Nothing, just asking casually.”

The two of them exchanged simple pleasantries and hung up the phone.

Jiang Tongyan was holding Qian Xiaoke’s ID card in his hand. He planned to play a prank and not return it. In the end, Jiang Tongyan was too upright in his bones and gave up before the security check.

He turned to the information desk and sent Qian Xiaoke’s ID card to Cheng Sen by express delivery, asking Cheng Sen to help pass it on.

When Jiang Tongyan left this land, he thought to himself: I am such a good person.

Since he was a good person, God should be kind to him, right?

Jiang Tongyan sat on the plane, clasped his hands and prayed silently: Please, don’t let me be impotent; don’t confiscate my happiness as an adult. Please!

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Chapter 3

August 26, 2024 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

Run.

This was the only thought left in his mind, but his legs were as heavy as lead, and he couldn’t move. His whole body was stiff, and his heart was beating fast in his chest as if it was about to explode.

He had envisioned countless reunions and thought he could behave calmly enough, but when it happened, all the hard-earned psychological preparation collapsed instantly. The world seemed to have turned into a thick paste, wrapping him in it and making him breathless.

One second, two seconds. Time was distorted, stretched into slow frames.

One step, two steps. The shiny handmade leather shoes stepped on the thick carpet, coming towards him, getting closer and closer.

Five meters, three meters, one meter…

Every pore seemed to be shouting to escape, and the stiff body lost the ability to react. Like a person about to drown, his mouth and nose were blocked by the water pouring in, and he was suffocated until he almost lost consciousness.

And then… passed by.

All the senses seemed to return at once, and after a moment of disorientation, the brain regained its ability to think.

He was not recognised.

Ah Zhou clenched his uncontrollably trembling hands into fists and placed them against his sides, lowered his head and let his burgundy bangs cover his eyes.

That’s right. He was just the most ordinary waiter in Lihao, and he would not get any special attention from the guests. As long as he did his job in an orderly manner, he would not attract attention. Besides, with so many people offering their services to him when he came here, he would have many opportunities to slip away.

Sure enough, as soon as a group of six people stepped into the private room door, Deputy General Manager Cao Kun hurried over with a group of supervisors, bowed and said, “Young Master Chen, I didn’t know you were coming, and I didn’t go downstairs to greet you. I apologise for the oversight.”

“It’s alright, it’s rare that I’m temporarily free today, so I came here to have some fun” The young man sat down in the middle of the cowhide sofa, crossed his legs, and casually flipped through the wine list in his hand. The few people who followed him in stood quietly behind him. The whole room was so quiet that one could hear a needle drop. Seeing such a scene, a thin layer of sweat broke out on Cao Kun’s forehead. He stood obediently and secretly observed the people sitting at close range.

With black hair and eyes and features outlined like ink on paper, dressed in a plain, traditional Chinese Tang suit¹, he exuded the scholarly air of a cultured scholar. His thin lips seemed to hold a faint, almost imperceptible smile, yet his gaze was cold, like a star with a chilling glow on a winter night, looking down on the world from above. It was also like a legendary weapon from the martial world, so sharp it could easily pierce the heart. He sat there calmly and unruffled, yet he effortlessly commanded the entire room. The chilling aura of his unspoken authority made everyone involuntarily straighten their backs.

The adopted son of Chu Yu, the former president of the Golden Eagle Group, the newly succeeded head of the Chu family, and the new leader who holds the financial resources of the Golden Eagle Group and the authority of the Black Eagle Society–Chu Yichen.

The sudden arrival of the big boss made Cao Kun very panicked. He quickly wondered in his mind whether he had made any mistakes in Lihao’s management and that the boss had come to him in person to trouble him. After all, the new head of the family was not someone so free that he would go to a nightclub. Although he had only seen Chu Yichen a few times while following Yang Lin, from these encounters, he understood that, just as the rumours outside suggested, Chu Yichen was even more formidable than his father, Chu Yu, and was even more difficult to deal with. To make matters worse, General Manager Yang Lin was not present today…

“General Yang might have already gone to sleep, and I can’t reach him. Here are the company accounts for the past few months. Please take a look.” Cao Kun handed over the account details, and the man in the black suit standing next to the sofa reached out to take them. After that, he turned them over carefully before handing them to Chu Yichen.

“No need. I told you, I’m just here to have fun.” He tapped the red wine on the list with his slender fingers, “Have a bottle of wine, and Hei Yu will arrange the rest.”

“Understood.” the man in the black suit replied, giving a few instructions to Cao Kun. Soon, both the wine and snacks were served. Cao Kun personally uncorked the bottle, and the liquid poured into the crystal decanter showed a deep red hue. The lights were dimmed, and a few people entered with musical instruments, playing and singing tranquil tunes.

Sure enough, he still didn’t like the hustle and bustle.

Ah Zhou in the corner looked at the man leaning on the sofa silently. The panic just now had finally calmed down. The darkness was a natural protective colour, allowing him to peek in the dark. At present, it seemed that his disguise was successful, at least the other party did not recognise him. What would Chu Yichen’s face look like if he knew the person he’d been looking for was right next to him? He wanted to laugh but couldn’t.

“I’m going to the bathroom.” He whispered to Da Hua, and then slowly walked to the door. As soon as he opened it a crack and saw the person standing outside clearly, he immediately lowered his head and shrank back.

Shit. He couldn’t help but curse inwardly. Just now, he was thinking about why Chu Yichen only had Hei Yu with him, but it turned out that Bai Xiao was guarding the door outside. Both of them were Chu Yichen’s deputies and two of the Black Eagle Society’s key officials—one in charge of people and the other of money. Known in the underworld as the ‘Black and White Duo’², one was ruthless and the other shrewd, both being formidable characters. Compared to the always icy Hei Yu, the smiling Bai Xiao was even more difficult to handle and would surely expose him.

It seemed that there was no way to escape, so for now, he could only stay where he was.

“Aren’t you going to the toilet? Why didn’t you go?” Da Hua asked when he saw him coming back.

“It’s not that urgent…” He smiled bitterly.

Over there, Cao Kun carefully poured the wine into the cup. He didn’t do this kind of thing very often, and now he looked even more clumsy, and some of the wine spilt out.

“You don’t need to do it yourself. Let the waiter come over.” Chu Yichen said.

“Ah, okay.” Cao Kun felt relieved and said to the two of them, “Come here.”

Ah Zhou felt his mind tremble, and his whole body felt stiff. Da Hua beside him saw that he was not moving and pulled him. He had no choice but to lower his head and step forward, bending down to wipe the wine on the table.

“Young Master Chen, do you want to call some girls to help with the fun?” Cao Kun asked.

“No need. I’ve been busy and tired recently and want to relax a bit. Having too many people around would just be a hassle.”

“Then should I ask the massage therapist to come and give you a massage?”

“Just him. Have him give my legs a massage.” Chu Yichen put his long legs on the coffee table.

Ah Zhou, who had his head lowered constantly, was still worried about who this ‘he’ was referring to when he heard Cao Kun calling his name. Suddenly, his heart sank.

In this case, he had no way out. The more unnatural it was, the easier it was to get through, so he could only bite the bullet. Although the light was dim, the distance was too close. He did not dare to risk looking at each other, so he could only lower his body as low as possible. The only available positions were squatting or kneeling. He lowered his head and knelt down on one knee. When his hands touched the other party’s pants, he felt a little trembling.

Ah Zhou massaged again and again. His back and forehead were covered with sweat, but his palms were cold. He felt like he was being fried in a big pot, and every minute was excruciatingly long. In addition to praying, ‘Don’t recognise me’, his mind also cursed Chu Yichen a hundred and eighty times: You bastard, you actually asked me to kneel down and massage your legs.

After about three songs, the man spoke again, “Why did you choose this name?”

He trembled, and the movements of his hands paused.

Is this a normal pick-up line, or…has he been recognised? He forced himself to calm down quickly, and deliberately lowered his voice and said, “Random.”

“Ah Zhou.” The man took a sip of wine and said, “Very good.”

“…Thank you, boss.” As soon as he said these words dryly, he heard the other party slowly adding the second half of the sentence.

“It sounds much more pleasant than Chu Yunhan.”

His pupils shrank suddenly, and he froze in place.

The world was turned upside down.

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Chapter 5

August 26, 2024 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

Jiang Tongyan: Why can’t I see that you are reluctant at all?

He stood by the bed and took a deep breath, “Are you sure?”

“Who is the one who said that you want it?” Qian Xiaoke was all ‘I’m doing this for you’, and ‘it’s not our first time, anyway’.

In fact, he just wanted to feel the sexual stimulation when he was awake. After all, there were really no blushing and heart-beating memories left last night, which was a bit of a pity.

Jiang Tongyan stared at him, never expecting this guy to be so uninhibited.

Although Jiang Tongyan knew that he should roll him up and throw him out now. However, men, desire was in their name.

In a trance, he had bitten Qian Xiaoke’s lips, and found that this boy’s lips were unexpectedly sweet.

“What did you eat secretly?” Jiang Tongyan asked.

Qian Xiaoke’s heart was beating very fast at this moment. He was about to faint after just kissing.

He put his arm around Jiang Tongyan’s neck and said, “I secretly eat gege’s heart.”

Qian Xiaoke, who read a lot of books, felt that the ‘skills’ he learned from various BL novels could finally come in handy, and he spared no effort to start ‘showing off his knowledge’.

Jiang Tongyan had never seen anything like this before and was instantly hooked.

This kid is quite good, Jiang Tongyan thought, probably a professional at it!

“Who is your gege,” Jiang Tongyan was attracted by someone and pretended to be serious, “You are 27 years old. You are not ashamed to call me gege?”

Qian Xiaoke asked dizzily, “Then how old are you…”

“I’m 20.” Jiang Tongyan said shamelessly.

Qian Xiaoke smiled, “Oh, it turns out to be my younger brother.”

In the next half an hour, Qian Xiaoke and the younger brother of his finally made up for the regret of the last night, but after it was over, Qian Xiaoke was not very happy.

It was actually pretty good at the beginning. Although it didn’t go very smoothly, Qian Xiaoke gradually began to experience what it meant to be in ‘pain and pleasure’. Overall, it was still very enjoyable. When Qian Xiaoke was overwhelmed with joy, he couldn’t help but hug Jiang Tongyan and scream.

What did he scream?

He screamed, “Huiming… Ahn…”

Then, Jiang Tongyan withered on the spot.

It really wasn’t Jiang Tongyan’s fault. Anyone would have withered.

The air froze instantly, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

“What did you scream just now?” Jiang Tongyan was heartbroken and looked at the person before him in disbelief.

He had calculated everything, but he never expected that this guy also had a Shen Huiming in his heart.

On the night of Zhou Mo’s birthday party, before Jiang Tongyan danced with Qian Xiaoke, Qian Xiaoke was Shen Huiming’s dance partner. He thought the two were just casual acquaintances, but he didn’t expect they had already fallen in love at first sight.

Withered, completely withered.

Jiang Tongyan felt that he might really be alone for the rest of his life.

“Huiming ahn…” Qian Xiaoke was in so much pleasure, but his happiness was suddenly taken back, and his resentment was so strong.

“What did you just call?”

“Huiming… Is it not okay?” Qian Xiaoke thought: Could it be that you are Voldemort? I can’t you call by your name?

“Huiming, you bastard!” Jiang Tongyan went berserk and every pore of his exuded pain and despair.

“…What’s wrong with you?” Qian Xiaoke said innocently and aggrievedly, “If you don’t like it, I won’t call you anymore in the future.”

“Future? There is no future!” Jiang Tongyan pulled the quilt and wrapped himself tightly, trying to warm his frozen heart in this way, “Go find your Shen Huiming!”

Qian Xiaoke was stunned when he heard it, “Huh? Aren’t you my Shen Huiming?”

This time, Jiang Tongyan was also stunned.

In the next three minutes, the two of them wasted countless brain cells trying to sort out the situation. After all that effort, it turned out to be a misunderstanding.

“Do you have a brain?” Jiang Tongyan poked Qian Xiaoke’s forehead with his finger, “I am such a high-class person. How can I have such a vulgar name?”

Qian Xiaoke sat there with a sad face hugging the pillow, muttering softly, “You two are the same.”

“What did you say?”

“Nothing!” Qian Xiaoke didn’t want to make him angry at all now, he had more important things to do, “Little brother, let’s continue… I just started to enjoy it, you can’t abandon it after a mess!”

Of course, Jiang Tongyan wasn’t the type to start something and then abandon it. He always considered himself a one-of-a-kind good man, unmatched anywhere.

“Okay, let’s continue.” He was also very happy just now, of course, before hearing Shen Huiming’s name.

So, the two prepared to continue.

As a result, something more embarrassing happened—Jiang Tongyan couldn’t get hard.

“I might have just been a bit shaken up.” Jiang Tongyan suddenly panicked. This kind of thing was no joke; it concerned a man’s dignity!

“What should I do?” Qian Xiaoke frowned, and his head hurt a little.

Jiang Tongyan also wanted to ask what to do!

However, he couldn’t show it. He had to stay calm, and only by staying calm could he win.

“Touch it.” Jiang Tongyan said, “Play with it.”

Qian Xiaoke didn’t know how to do this, but it didn’t matter. Although he had no practical experience, he had read so many novels after all, and his theoretical experience was very rich.

Unfortunately, no matter how Qian Xiaoke played with Jiang Tongyan’s, he was unmoved.

It was very sad.

Whether it was for Jiang Tongyan, Jiang Tongyan’s, or Qian Xiaoke.

In the VIP suite of the five-star hotel, the two men fell into a long silence.

Afterwards, they lay flat on the bed wrapped in quilts in silent, like a pair of elderly couples who had lost their passion.

From noon to evening, Qian Xiaoke only got out of bed to go to the toilet once. The other time, the two of them were silent, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

It was getting dark, and Jiang Tongyan had to get up and pack up to leave.

He lifted the quilt and sat up.

“Qian Xiaoke.”

“Hm.”

“Although today is not very pleasant, I hope…”

“I promise, I will keep my mouth shut!” Qian Xiaoke was suddenly afraid that he would be killed.

Jiang Tongyan sighed, turned around and said, “Thank you, but there is one more thing. I must declare that I could function normally, today is just an accident.”

“Yeah, yeah, I understand.” Who knows.

“I thought about it for a long time, you are right,” Jiang Tongyan said, “Anyway, I did sleep with you now.”

“Uh… only half.”

“I was very careless and impulsive at the time. I was wrong.”

“There is no need to say that; I am also responsible.” At this moment, Qian Xiaoke acted like a sensible and lovely child.

Jiang Tongyan said as he put on his clothes, “As you said, I should be responsible for you.”

“…No need!” Qian Xiaoke suddenly got scared. He didn’t want to date an impotent man!

Qian Xiaoke said, “I was joking before. I’m actually very casual. I often wake up in a stranger’s bed. If everyone is responsible for me, I’ll be too busy.”

Jiang Tongyan turned to look at him, obviously not believing him.

“Really, really, I’m a flirt,” Qian Xiaoke said, “Well, this little brother, I have something else to do. I have an appointment to have sex tonight. I’ll go first!”

He opened the quilt and was about to run but found that he had no clothes.

Jiang Tongyan sighed, took a set of clothes from his suitcase and threw it over.

Qian Xiaoke put on his clothes with trepidation. They were obviously one size larger, but the quality was really high-end, different from his T-shirts, which cost dozens of dollars.

“In that case, then goodbye.” Jiang Tongyan said, “I only have one request, what happened today…”

“I promise not to tell!”

Better not to say it.

Qian Xiaoke thought: What if he come after me for it!

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Chapter 4

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In fact, Qian Xiaoke didn’t really want to mourn for his lost virginity. He just felt it was a little pity.

It was a pity after finally having sex, he had no memory of it at all.

That’s why drinking harmed people and interfered with things.

Zhou Mo was shocked that Qian Xiaoke slept with Shen Huiming. He was so shocked that he pinched Cheng Sen next to him to wake him up.

Cheng Sen thought he was hallucinating and that Zhou Mo must be dreaming because he was still drunk, so he grabbed his lover, wrapped him in the quilt, and continued to sleep soundly.

Zhou Mo originally wanted to ask Qian Xiaoke a few more questions, but his husband’s embrace was so comfortable and warm that he fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

Qian Xiaoke lay on the bed and waited for Zhou Mo’s reply for a long time, but he didn’t get a reply from him. He wanted to talk to him about Shen Huiming.

He was bored with lying there and turned his head to see the dressing mirror in the bedroom.

Qian Xiaoke got up from the bed and ran to the dressing mirror, looking at himself shyly and excitedly—his figure couldn’t be said to be curvy, after all, he had no chest, and his butt was flat, but his skin was tender and still very delicious.

Qian Xiaoke stood naked in front of the mirror for a while, and he was embarrassed.

While he was shyly covering his face, the doorbell rang—the hotel staff had arrived to deliver breakfast.

Qian Xiaoke quickly pulled the nightgown on the side, put it on, and then ran barefoot.

The VIP suite of this five-star hotel was annoying. It was too big, and there were too many rooms. It took him a long time to find the door.

Qian Xiaoke opened the door and saw a very handsome guy in a hotel uniform pushing a small car standing there, “Hello, sir, your breakfast is delivered.”

So handsome.

Qian Xiaoke liked handsome guys the most.

But he couldn’t look at other handsome guys casually now; he was now Shen Huiming’s man.

Qian Xiaoke suppressed his smile and let the other person in. The waiter looked at the weird smile on his face and felt uneasy.

A few minutes later, the hotel waiter walked out of Qian Xiaoke’s room and was relieved when he closed the door: It’s good that the guest just had some facial muscles twitching, he is not really a pervert.

Qian Xiaoke, who was misunderstood, had no idea about it and began to enjoy his luxurious breakfast happily.

As for Jiang Tongyan, he was currently having a meal with Shen Huiming, who was inexplicably taking the blame for something.

The place where they met was a Spanish restaurant opposite the hotel where Jiang Tongyan stayed.

Although Qian Xiaoke was still having breakfast—in fact, it was time for lunch when the two met—it was obvious that Jiang Tongyan had no mood or appetite to enjoy the food.

“How much did you drink yesterday?” Shen Huiming asked him, “Now you look half dead.”

Half dead has nothing to do with how much you drink. The main point was that he was tortured to the point that he wanted to roll his eyes to the sky.

Jiang Tongyan briefly told Shen Huiming about his affair with Qian Xiaoke and said that he suspected he had encountered a honey trap.

He had not been in the country for many years and did not know much about the honey trap methods here. He originally wanted to seek Shen Huiming’s help, but it was obvious that Shen Huiming just wanted to watch the fun.

Jiang Tongyan had a meal with Shen Huiming with a deep hatred.

He was set to return to New York that evening, and with such a troubling matter on his mind, his mood was quite complicated.

“After such a thing, are you unable to leave today?” Shen Huiming looked at him jokingly.

“I have to leave,” Jiang Tongyan said, “but it’s a bit troublesome.”

He was now worried that the man named Qian Xiaoke would cause him trouble. Whether it was to rob him of money or sex, he had not figured it out for the time being.

Shen Huiming went to answer the phone, and Jiang Tongyan sat there alone, thinking about life.

Scam?

This was not the first time Jiang Tongyan had seen it.

Although he looked like a dishonest person and was troubled by a naked boy, he was still a senior executive of a large company. He was ruthless and did what he said most of the time.

When Shen Huiming returned, he saw Jiang Tongyan’s eyes and said, “What’s wrong? Are you going to kill to silence him?”

“Kill to silence him?” Jiang Tongyan smiled, “I won’t do anything illegal. It’s not worth it to sacrifice myself for him.”

Shen Huiming leaned back in his chair and looked at him with a smile, “Are you going to sell him to Africa?”

“Tsk, that’s human trafficking!” Jiang Tongyan snorted and said, “I’ve thought about it. Didn’t he say that I slept with him? In this case, I can’t let him down.”

“Huh?” Shen Huiming raised his eyebrows.

“Anyway, since the blame has already been pinned on me, when I return after eating, I will do as he wishes and sleep with him!”

Jiang Tongyan said the cruel words and made up his mind.

After saying goodbye to Shen Huiming, he returned to the hotel with a murderous aura.

At this time, Qian Xiaoke, who was still in the hotel, had no idea that ‘danger’ was approaching. He had eaten and drunk enough and went to take a comfortable bath. When Jiang Tongyan returned, he had just come out of the bathtub. He hadn’t had time to wipe his body, and his whole body was hot and wet.

He heard the sound of someone coming in and knew it must be Jiang Tongyan. He shouted at the top of his voice, “Did you buy clothes for me?”

Just after yelling, Jiang Tongyan, with a cold face, opened the bathroom door.

The bathroom was steaming and misty. Qian Xiaoke stood there with his back to the door, reaching for the nightgown hanging there. Hearing the door open, he turned around and looked at Jiang Tongyan through the mist.

It was like a lotus emerged from the water.

Jiang Tongyan had been studying abroad since he was a child. Although he could communicate with people in his native language normally and could write, he was basically at the level of a junior high school student, or in other words; his vocabulary was not as good as that of a junior high school student.

At this moment, the idiom ‘lotus emerging from the water’ popped up in his mind, and he suddenly felt that he was simply a literary genius descending to earth, so cultured.

“Where are my clothes?” Qian Xiaoke looked at him innocently.

Jiang Tongyan rolled his eyes again and stood there and said, “I want to ask you a question.”

“Oh, go ask.”

Qian Xiaoke turned around openly.

Jiang Tongyan’s eyes almost rolled up to the ceiling, and he really couldn’t look directly at Qian Xiaoke’s naked body.

“Are you sure I slept with you?”

“Sure,” Qian Xiaoke’s heart was alarmed, “You still want to deny it! Are you a human being!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Jiang Tongyan nodded and said to himself, “Okay, you were the one who said it.”

The next second, Jiang Tongyan carried him out of the bathroom and directly into the bedroom.

Qian Xiaoke was carried on Jiang Tongyan’s shoulders, his head drooping and almost dying of congestion.

“What are you doing?” Qian Xiaoke held Jiang Tongyan’s head, afraid that he would fall down.

“Sleep with you.” Jiang Tongyan said, “You insisted I sleep with you, but I don’t remember.”

Qian Xiaoke thought: Who did? What a pity.

After entering the bedroom, Jiang Tongyan directly threw the wet Qian Xiaoke on the bed. He then stood by the window and began to take off his clothes, “Anyway, I’m being blackmailed, so I might as well sleep with you clearly and openly.”

Qian Xiaoke grabbed the quilt next to him and blocked it in front of him, “What are you going to do to me?”

“What?” Jiang Tongyan thought he had scared him, “Are you scared? If you are, the door is over there. You still have time to leave now.”

Qian Xiaoke looked at him, and after a few seconds, he slowly let go of the quilt and lay on the comfortable big bed.

“I mean…” he said shyly with a red face, “Since gege wants it, I’ll have to go along with it even if I’m reluctant.”

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Chapter 3

August 25, 2024 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

Why are you so annoying!—-This was the funniest comment Jiang Tongyan had ever heard about him.

It was the kind of funny and a little clumsy cuteness. Jiang Tongyan once again believed that this person was not very smart.

He had never discriminated against people with disabilities. He had even devoted himself to charity for many years and donated much money. However, he couldn’t help but take a second look at the young man who was ‘healthy yet mentally disabled’ on the bed.

“Okay, very good.” Jiang Tongyan said, “It is said that you can still grow taller at the age of 23. Hey, how old are you?”

Qian Xiaoke looked at him and thought for a moment, “Then I can still grow taller. I’m 20.”

Speaking of ‘20’, Qian Xiaoke began to hold the quilt and feel wronged, “I was only 20, and you ruined me! I’m so pitiful!”

Jiang Tongyan was speechless.

If he didn’t know that this person was Zhou Mo’s friend, he really suspected that he had encountered the legendary ‘honey trap’. This person really seemed like a fraud trying to stage an accident!

Jiang Tongyan rolled his eyes, “You cry by yourself; I’m leaving.”

“Where are you going?” Qian Xiaoke threw himself forward, almost exposing his buttocks. He quickly came back and wrapped himself in the quilt.

“Didn’t I say that I had an appointment?”

“You slept with me last night, and you’re going to make an appointment with someone else today?” Qian Xiaoke frowned and said, “Are all you rich people so heartless, ungrateful, and unreasonable?”

“…You are the one who is heartless, ungrateful, and unreasonable.”

“How am I heartless, ungrateful, and unreasonable?”

Jiang Tongyan grabbed a throw pillow from the nearby sofa, stretched his long leg over, and covered Qian Xiaoke’s head with it, then directly pushed him onto the bed.

Qian Xiaoke was frightened, and the fear in his heart turned into a scream, “Ugh! Murderer!”

“Shut up!” Jiang Tongyan said, “I don’t have time to play an idol drama with you here. If you are sleepy, continue to sleep. If you are not sleepy or don’t want to sleep, call the front desk and ask them to send you breakfast.”

When Jiang Tongyan used the pillow to cover his head, he didn’t really use much force. After all, he was just an ordinary handsome boss, not a cold-blooded killer. He didn’t want to retire early because of a murder lawsuit.

Qian Xiaoke stopped yelling and jumped up. A pair of round eyes appeared from the edge of the pillow and looked at Jiang Tongyan.

“There’s breakfast?”

“Five-star hotel, VIP suite,” Jiang Tongyan said, “It’s normal to have some special services. Have you seen the world?”

“No,” Qian Xiaoke said, “I’ve only stayed in a 131-night express hotel, and it’s a national chain.”

“… I’m not interested in where you’ve stayed!”

“You asked it yourself. Why do you have such a bad temper?” Qian Xiaoke pushed him away, turned around, and stretched out his arm to take the phone, “I’m going to order breakfast. I’m so hungry.”

Jiang Tongyan looked at him and thought that this guy really didn’t seem to show any signs of a hangover. He wasn’t sure whether to say he had extraordinary talent or that Zhou Mo’s wine was truly so good it didn’t cause a hangover.

Qian Xiaoke picked up the hotel landline and dialled, and Jiang Tongyan stood by the bed and looked at him.

His bare back—the skin was tender and white.

His slender waist—not even a hand’s length, was quite sexy.

Jiang Tongyan’s body trembled, and he quickly retracted his gaze.

He couldn’t let this guy seduce him. It would be a waste of time.

“Stay here,” Jiang Tongyan said, looking at the time again, and having to go out quickly, “Don’t touch my things.”

He walked to the table and picked up a card on it, “Your ID card is here with me. If I lose something, it will be easy to catch you.”

After saying that, he looked down at the ID card in his hand, “Qian Xiaoke, tsk tsk.”

Qian Xiaoke was holding the phone and ordering food at the front desk at the moment and didn’t pay any attention to Jiang Tongyan.

“Qian Xiaoke, what’s wrong with you?” Jiang Tongyan suddenly yelled.

Qian Xiaoke was startled, frowned, and glared at him, “Don’t make noise!”

Then he turned back and continued to discuss the breakfast issue with the front desk with a smile. When he ordered breakfast and hung up the phone satisfactorily, he found that this man was still there.

“Aren’t you in a hurry to go out?”

“Didn’t you say you were twenty this year?” Jiang Tongyan looked at him coldly, “You’re already twenty-seven!”

“… What’s wrong with being twenty-seven? I look young!”

“You’re just a liar who talks nonsense!”

“That’s better than a dog like you who takes advantage of others!”

“Who are you calling a dog again?”

“You!”

“Say it again!”

Qian Xiaoke stopped talking, and he burrowed into the quilt.

Jiang Tongyan was so angry that his lungs were about to explode. He put his ID card into his pocket and left angrily.

Qian Xiaoke saw him leave and quickly got out of bed to find his mobile phone. Jiang Tongyan placed it on the table next to the sofa.

Just when he picked up the phone, the room door was opened again. Jiang Tongyan stood at the door, looking at Qian Xiaoke, who was naked and almost fainted.

Facts had proved that men really couldn’t stand the temptation.

Last night, they both drank too much. Jiang Tongyan stripped the man and rinsed him again, but he didn’t have any evil thoughts about this body. At that time, his head was heavy, and he didn’t have time to think so much, but now his mind was clear, and his eyes were bright. The tender-skinned guy stood there naked with his butt facing him. This visual impact was really a bit big.

Jiang Tongyan took a deep breath and pressed his eyes hard.

“I advise you to put on your pyjamas.” Jiang Tongyan said, “I don’t want to see such an eye-catching scene when I return later.”

He complained in his heart: I am really a dog who says one thing and means another.

Qian Xiaoke picked up the phone and trotted back to the bed, “You have slept with it; why are you still pretending?”

Jiang Tongyan: “I already said I was tired. I didn’t sleep with you.”

Qian Xiaoke didn’t believe it. He wanted to send a message to Zhou Mo to find out about this man’s background.

“Forget it.” Jiang Tongyan entered the room, found his phone, and went out again.

In the VIP suite of a five-star hotel, Qian Xiaoke was wrapped in a blanket, waiting for his luxurious breakfast to be served. At the same time, he sent a WeChat message to his good friend Zhou Mo.

The Most Charming Person in The Galaxy: Momo, do you remember the man who danced with me last night? The tall and handsome one.

Zhou Mo, who had been drinking all night last night, shouldn’t have woken up at this time, but he was forced to get up because he had to pee.

When he returned from the toilet, he touched his phone and took a look, and he happened to see Qian Xiaoke’s WeChat.

He replied: Aren’t all the people I invited tall and handsome?

The Most Charming Person in The Galaxy: No, it’s the one who danced with me, the one who seems to be interested in your flight attendant friend.

Zhou Mo recalled: Oh, you mean Shen Huiming? What’s wrong with him?

Shen Huiming?

Qian Xiaoke wrapped in a blanket and thought that his name was barely okay. Although it’s a bit inferior compared to his own name, it was not too tacky.

The Most Charming Person in The Galaxy: It’s nothing, but he slept with me last night!

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Chapter 2

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Jiang Tongyan felt that this guy might not be very smart.

Last night was Zhou Mo’s birthday party. Although he wasn’t very familiar with Zhou Mo, he had been a longtime friend of Zhou Mo’s husband. This time, he happened to be in town from New York for a project, so he accepted the invitation and attended the party.

Jiang Tongyan agreed to attend Zhou Mo’s birthday party for another reason—Zhou Mo said he wanted to introduce him to a boyfriend.

It was said that he had both looks and charisma. Handsome, reserved, with good character, and dedicated to his work, he earned quite well. He was reputed to be the ‘Most handsome man in civil aviation’.

Jiang Tongyan wasn’t the kind of person who judged everything by appearances, but if someone happened to be good-looking, that was naturally a pleasant thing.

Jiang Tongyan, whose love life had not been smooth, agreed to it. Surprisingly, this handsome guy really suited his taste. It could even be said that he was the perfect type tailored to his preferences.

However, as the saying goes, life is full of surprises.

Just as Jiang Tongyan was surprised that he had really met his ideal type, something even more unexpected happened. His ‘archenemy’, Shen Huiming, seemed to have a subtle, unspoken relationship with this handsome guy.

The reason why Shen Huiming was Jiang Tongyan’s ‘archenemy’ was that all the ups and downs in Jiang Tongyan’s love life over the years were because of this person.

The two were college classmates back then, and whoever he liked ended up falling in love with Shen Huiming. Jiang Tongyan was hit hard by this and made two decisions.

The first decision: stay away from Shen Huiming.

The second decision: seal your heart and lock away his love.

After that, Shen Huiming returned to the country to start a company. Jiang Tongyan received several good offers domestically, but to distance himself from Shen Huiming, he resolutely stayed in New York and also never thought about pursuing a relationship again.

He was afraid.

However, no matter how much he planned, he could never have expected to meet Shen Huiming during his ‘blind date’. He felt that if the love-hate entanglements between the two of them over the years were written into a novel, it would definitely be a model of love and conflict in the BL genre, complete with the kind of past-life grudges and complications.

His blind date was intercepted, which made him want to roll his eyes, but he didn’t expect that there would be troubles to come.

At the birthday party, he danced with a pretty boy, and after the dance, they naturally sat together and drank a few glasses of wine.

This guy, on the other hand, whether intentionally or due to genuinely poor alcohol tolerance, started causing a scene and acting drunk not long after.

There was a Chinese saying: A person’s character is reflected in their drinking behaviour.

This kid’s drinking behaviour was really bad.

After three glasses of wine, he started crying while holding Jiang Tongyan’s arm.

“Gege, I’m really miserable; how can I be so miserable!”

Jiang Tongyan: “Calm down. I’m not your gege.”

“Gege, do you think I look pretty? But why doesn’t anyone love me?”

Jiang Tongyan: “Calm down, everyone likes a flower in the high mountain¹.”

“Gege, no one loves me. I’m just the withered cabbage in the field!”

Jiang Tongyan: “Calm down; even when the cabbage is put on sale, someone will still buy it. If you sell yourself… human trafficking is illegal.”

…

In short, that night, Jiang Tongyan, who was usually untouchable, was practically harassed by this little drunkard. It felt as though this guy was stuck to Jiang Tongyan like a second skin, impossible to shake off or remove.

Jiang Tongyan was worried, especially when he saw his blind date leaving with Shen Huiming, he was even more worried.

So, he started drinking.

In this way, in the sad sobs and the undispersed sorrow, he also got drunk.

Jiang Tongyan couldn’t remember how the two of them got back to the hotel from the birthday party. What he could remember clearly was that the boy vomited all over the two of them.

Jiang Tongyan didn’t have a serious obsession with cleanliness, but he was indeed a clean person. Generally speaking, unfamiliar people shouldn’t even think about touching him, using his things, or sleeping in his bed.

So, when his clothes were suddenly soiled by someone, he sobered up instantly.

He quickly stripped the two of them of their dirty clothes and threw them into the trash can in the bathroom.

Clothes that had been vomited on could not be washed clean. Bacteria and terrible memories would remain on it forever.

However, Jiang Tongyan was only sober for a few minutes. Then he vaguely remembered that he had taken the shower head and showered both of them, but he had no memory.

When he woke up in the morning, he was indeed lying in the same bed with the boy, both naked and even hugging each other.

Jiang Tongyan was also shocked at the time. He subconsciously felt that he might be a bit fvcked up—he actually did this with someone without knowing it.

But then he looked at the ceiling calmly for a while and suddenly remembered an academic discussion he had read before, which said that men could not have sex when they were seriously drunk. In addition, he carefully observed the environment in the quilt and the bodies of the two people—yes, although it was shameful, he saw both of their naked bodies and examined them carefully.

Jiang Tongyan was almost certain that the two of them just hugged each other and slept.

He did not believe that he was gifted and could have sex with others after drinking.

But obviously, the person in front of him did not think so.

Qian Xiaoke said, “I’m so miserable, my chastity…”

Jiang Tongyan didn’t bother to pay attention to him, looked at the time and said, “Alright, you go ahead and quietly reminisce. I’ll step out for a moment.”

Qian Xiaoke, who was curled up in the quilt and pretending to cry, sat up suddenly when he heard that he was leaving, “Where are you going?”

“I have an appointment.” Jiang Tongyan said calmly, “After you’ve finished crying, you can… never mind, just wait for me to come back.”

Qian Xiaoke grabbed the quilt and covered it in front of him, “What are you going to do to me again?”

“Calm down, I just want to say that you vomited on your clothes yesterday and made me throw them away.” Jiang Tongyan glanced at him and felt that although this guy had slept his hair into a mess, he was still cute. Of course, if he was a little more normal, he would be even cuter, “You can’t go out now unless you want to run around naked.”

“…You want to imprison me?!” Qian Xiaoke had read many famous BL works and knew all kinds of scenes by heart. Although he liked to watch the scenes of imprisoning the little beauties, novels were just novels. In reality, this was illegal!

“Calm down,” Jiang Tongyan said, “I don’t have that fetish.”

He thought to himself: Even if I were to imprison someone, I wouldn’t imprison you. Wouldn’t it be better to imprison a mute person?

“I’m going out to have meal with someone. When I come back, I’ll bring you some clothes. You can put them on before you go.” Jiang Tongyan was a very nice person. “What size do you wear?”

He sized up the person on the bed and said, “Are you 1.6 meters tall? Are large children’s clothes enough?”

Qian Xiaoke shouted angrily, “Who are you mocking? Who wears children’s clothes? I was 1.75 meters tall in junior high school!”

“Oh, what about now?”

Qian Xiaoke pouted, “… I haven’t grown any taller since junior high school. Is that not allowed? Is it illegal? Why are you so annoying!”

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Chapter 1

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Qian Xiaoke said, “It all started from a birthday party.”

Qian Xiaoke has a friend named Zhou Mo.

Zhou Mo, this person, was good-looking, rich, and good at talking and socialising. He used to be a flight attendant and later got together with a rich boss. The two of them fell in love, got to know each other deeply, and even went abroad to get married and obtain their marriage certificate.

Logically speaking, someone like Qian Xiaoke, who strictly limited spending on T-shirts to under 50 yuan each and preferred jeans that cost no more than 100 yuan, shouldn’t have been acquainted with someone like Zhou Mo. But fate was unpredictable—after all, even the son of a billionaire might have ended up sharing a meal with a homeless person.

Qian Xiaoke had nothing to do in college and had no place to vent his gay feelings, so he went to a gay forum and posted a message.

Many years had passed, the forum had been closed, and its glorious history had become a forgotten past. However, Qian Xiaoke still clearly remembers the title of the post he posted—Let’s gossip about those years with my sexy neighbour!

He became famous overnight because of this post and became a forum celebrity. He updated 300 to 500 words every day. After each update, he would manually highlight it at the end: True story! Any similarity is purely coincidental!

Actually, it was a bullshit. At that time, he lived on campus with three other roommates, getting up in the middle of the night to kill mosquitoes and looking for slippers in the morning. As for that post, it was just a made-up story.

But he was so excited to make it up, and others were also excited to read it.

Until one day, he received a private message from the forum.

The person who sent him the private message was Zhou Mo, the most popular handsome guy in the forum at that time.

At that time, Zhou Mo had already worked and often posted selfies of himself wearing a flight attendant uniform. The uniform was coquettish and handsome, and many people coveted it.

But Qian Xiaoke wasn’t tempted because the two of them were clearly too similar.

Zhou Mo sent him a private message saying: You made this up, right?

Qian Xiaoke didn’t admit it, but Zhou Mo seriously circled all the illogical places and made Qian Xiaoke bow his head and admit his mistakes.

But later, Qian Xiaoke didn’t stop updating because of this incident. Zhou Mo liked to see him making up stories, and he didn’t expose him in public. Zhou Mo even chased after the story even more vigorously.

The two of them got to know each other like this, and they became good friends until Qian Xiaoke graduated.

Qian Xiaoke studied Chinese but didn’t do particularly well, and he graduated from a campus that wasn’t that great either. After graduation, he had a hard time finding a job. At that time, Zhou Mo was already in a relationship with Cheng Sen, so they pulled some strings and got Qian Xiaoke a job as a receptionist at Cheng Sen’s workplace.

After deducting five insurances and one housing fund, he got 3,500 yuan a month.

Qian Xiaoke shared a small and old second bedroom with someone else, and he had to pay 1,500 yuan a month without water, electricity, gas, etc.

Life was pretty tight.

But Qian Xiaoke was always optimistic and always thought tomorrow would be better.

However, his colleague said to him, “Xiaoke, you know, people like us have to rely on rich people to change our fate completely.”

Qian Xiaoke: “People like us? What kind of people are we?”

“The oppressed masses at the bottom of the capitalist system.”

Qian Xiaoke admitted that he was a poor guy and had no capital to turn over, but he felt that living with the mentality of relying on rich people was not very positive.

“I can’t rely on it.” Qian Xiaoke said, “It’s harder than the college entrance examination.”

The colleague looked at him and said, “That’s right.”

Qian Xiaoke: “…”

“Look at our male lady of the house—flitting around like a butterfly, charming and smooth-talking. Only someone like that could land someone of Mr Cheng’s calibre.”

Qian Xiaoke pouted, “Zhou Mo also makes a lot of money himself.”

“Tsk, tsk, you don’t understand.” The colleague waved his hand and left.

Although he didn’t quite agree with the values of this colleague, Qian Xiaoke recognised that he couldn’t rely on rich people.

He felt that he didn’t have the beauty of Su Daji¹, nor was he as smart as Zhuge Liang². Moreover, he didn’t have a mouth as eloquent as Wang Xifeng³. He was good at nothing, so it was normal that no one loved him.

However, although Qian Xiaoke had never been in a serious relationship, he had a lot of crushes on people.

That Daniel Wu, that Takeshi Kaneshiro.

That Ronaldo and Beckham.

He loved each one deeply.

It was just a pity that every crush of his ended in vain.

Zhou Mo’s birthday was also Qian Xiaoke’s birthday. Originally, Zhou Mo said they could celebrate together, but Qian Xiaoke said, “Forget it. I’ll just be a guest at your birthday party.”

Actually, what Qian Xiaoke really meant was: I have no money, don’t pull me in!

That day, Qian Xiaoke happily went to Zhou Mo’s birthday party, happily danced with the handsome guy, and happily drank a lot of wine.

And later, he got drunk happily.

After getting drunk, Qian Xiaoke was dizzy. He knew that he had said a lot of things, but he didn’t remember what he had said. Before he lost consciousness, his last impression of the world was that there was a handsome guy holding him, and this guy looked very rich.

In short, when Qian Xiaoke woke up, he was lying naked on the big bed in the hotel.

The white quilt wrapped his fair body, and his mind was blank.

He glanced at the side, opposite the bed, and saw a man standing by the window smoking.

The man, with a majestic back, reminded him of a story by Zhu Ziqing⁴.

Qian Xiaoke suddenly felt thirsty and wanted to eat oranges.

But it was obvious that this person was not his father. His father would not wear a shirt and trousers, and he did not have such tall and strong arm muscles.

Although he meant to mock his father, Qian Xiaoke knew that his father would not be angry.

He moved, and the other party looked back at him.

He was a handsome guy.

The kind of handsome guy with a good style.

Qian Xiaoke sat up, and the quilt slid to his waist. He took a breath of cold air and quickly grabbed the quilt to cover his chest.

Qian Xiaoke looked at the man in front of him with horror. He vaguely remembered this man. They had danced together before.

“You!” Qian Xiaoke was like the brainless female lead in a brainless romance drama at this moment, “Me!”

Jiang Tongyan held a cigarette in one hand and put one hand in his trouser pocket, standing there and looking indifferently at the boy who looked like he had seen a ghost on the bed.

“Awake?”

His voice was also very nice, low and sexy, the voice of an old smoker.

Qian Xiaoke liked this kind of voice.

But…

“You slept with me?” Qian Xiaoke was shocked, “You slept with me without my permission?”

“… I didn’t.” Jiang Tongyan frowned at him.

“You must have!” Qian Xiaoke said firmly, “Otherwise, why am I not wearing any clothes?”

“Because you vomited last night, and it was disgusting.”

“Liar!” Qian Xiaoke said, “It’s over, I’m dirty.”

Jiang Tongyan rolled his eyes and took a puff of a cigarette.

“I was drunk last night too.”

Qian Xiaoke heard it, “Don’t try to use this excuse to offend yourself!”

“What I mean is, it’s said that when someone is very drunk, they can’t get it up.” Jiang Tongyan said, “Theoretically speaking, we just slept together. I didn’t do anything to you.”

Qian Xiaoke raised his hand and signalled him to shut up.

“No need to say, I understand. You are a liar who slept with me but didn’t admit it.”

Jiang Tongyan looked at him helplessly, “Then what do you want?”

Qian Xiaoke took a deep breath and suddenly lay back.

“Let me cry alone for a while.” Qian Xiaoke said, “At the age of 20, I also have the right to shed tears for my lost virginity!”

Notes:
Helloo, this is the sequel of Laws of Love with the main character of the other ML (Jiang Tongyan)~
There’s already a translation until chapter 10 on another site, and I’ll try to update regularly until I catch up with the last translated chapter and will update it regularly once a week~
But dw, once I finished the translation I will increase the release rate~

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Chapter 44

August 25, 2024 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

A few days after the National Day holiday, it started to become rainy and gloomy. Everyone seemed preoccupied and unhappy, spending their days at home gloomily watching the dark sky and wet ground outside.

Zhan Xiusong said that his glasses were broken and he had to go back to get a new pair of glasses, so he left early. Not long after, Zhan Weiguang also went back to school. The house, which had been lively for a few days, became cold and quiet again.

After a short break, Zhan Pengcheng became busy at work and started to go out early and come back late. Often when he returned home, Zhan Weiyang was already asleep, as if everything had returned to the time before the National Day, but Zhan Weiyang did not sleep in Pei Qing’s bedroom again.

Sometimes when Zhan Pengcheng came back from outside, he would go to Zhan Weiyang’s room first. If it were still early, he would chat with him for a few words. If it were late, he would also check whether Zhan Weiyang’s quilt was covered and then gently close the door and go back to his room.

After the National Day holiday, Zhan Weiyang started school.

Usually, he was quite happy when he thought about the start of school; after all, he could see Chen Youyou at school, unlike at home, where he could only see Zhan Weiguang every day. However, at the start of school this time, he was not very happy.

On the first day of class, Zhan Weiyang arrived at school earlier than Chen Youyou. He sat in his seat, and opened the book to be read for morning self-study and spread it on the table. He was a little absent-minded and didn’t even realise when Chen Youyou entered the classroom. When he realised, morning self-study had already started. Chen Youyou sat in front of him with his back to him as if he was reading a book seriously.

He waited until the end of get out of class, Chen Youyou turned around and asked him, “W-why did you, ignore me just, now?”

Zhan Weiyang found it strange, “When?”

Chen Youyou said, “Just, before morning self, study.”

Zhan Weiyang said. “You didn’t talk to me.”

Chen Youyou was not very happy, “I did.”

Zhan Weiyang said to him, “Sorry, I didn’t hear it.” Then he lay listlessly on the table.

In the morning, there was a school-wide assembly. The principal spoke from the stage at the front of the playground, addressing issues such as the importance of maintaining discipline after the long holiday. However, none of the students below were paying serious attention to his speech.

Later, after the speech, the principal said that Xie Ling, a first-year student in the school, had won a scholarship in the city. His tone was full of pride, and he was eager to call Xie Ling to the stage to accept the congratulations of all the students in the school.

Chen Youyou glanced at Zhan Weiyang but saw that he was still not angry, and his gaze did not even fall on the podium.

He felt strange in his heart. After the school-wide assembly, on the way back to the classroom with Zhan Weiyang, he asked Zhan Weiyang, “You don’t, plan to continue to pursue, Xie Ling?”

Zhan Weiyang didn’t hear what he said clearly, and asked, “What?”

Chen Youyou leaned close to his ear and shouted, “Xie Ling!”

Zhan Weiyang was startled and said, “Why are you so loud?”

Several girls passing by turned their heads to look at them and then walked past them with laughter.

Chen Youyou said, “You, gave up?”

Zhan Weiyang didn’t say anything. He looked ahead with a depressed look.

At lunchtime, Chen Youyou and Zhan Weiyang sat in a corner. He ate rice with a spoon and asked Zhan Weiyang, “W-what on earth, is going on?”

Zhan Weiyang said, “I don’t know.” After that, he stared at the front in a daze and even forgot to eat.

Chen Youyou raised his hand and waved it in front of him, “Are you, do you not, like Xie Ling?”

Zhan Weiyang looked at him, unsure if he dared to answer the question casually.

Chen Youyou had a puzzled expression on his face.

Zhan Weiyang suddenly leaned forward as if he had something to say to Chen Youyou.

Chen Youyou immediately leaned forward and took the initiative to turn his ear to listen to what he said.

In the end, Zhan Weiyang said, “What do you think I should do after I’ve pursued after Xie Ling?”

Chen Youyou was puzzled, “Do, what? D-date him.”

Zhan Weiyang moved his mouth, wanting to say something but not saying it.

Chen Youyou hadn’t finished his meal yet, so he urged him impatiently, “So you, what are you, going to say?”

Zhan Weiyang whispered again, “Can I not date him?”

Chen Youyou was stunned, “What the hell, was wrong with you?”

Zhan Weiyang said, “I’ll just pursue him.”

“T-then what?”

“That’s it, no dating.”

“What are, you trying to do? Challenging the, arrogant male, junior? Wow, I-I didn’t realize for so long that you’re actually such a scum, scumbag!” Chen Youyou had too much to say, and he got more and more anxious as he spoke.

Zhan Weiyang asked curiously, “What is a scumbag?”

Chen Youyou blushed and said, “Just, it means you are a jerk, who plays and messes with other’s feelings.”

Zhan Weiyang said quickly, “I’m not, don’t be angry.”

Chen Youyou wanted to pinch his thigh to make himself speak more smoothly, “I’m not angry, I just feel very excited.”

“What’s exciting?” Zhan Weiyang didn’t understand.

Chen Youyou said, “When you catch him, dump him immediately. Even if he kneels down and begs you, don’t a-agree.”

Zhan Weiyang imagined the scene and felt a little difficult. He said, “I don’t think he will.”

Chen Youyou said, “Make, him fall in love, with you.”

Zhan Weiyang said distressedly, “It’s too difficult.”

Chen Youyou stretched out his hand and grabbed his face, twisting it hard.

Zhan Weiyang hurriedly stretched out his hand to push his hand and said, “Ah, it hurts.”

Chen Youyou then let go and said with a look of regret, “W-why don’t, you try at all!”

Zhan Weiyang looked at him innocently and helplessly.

Chen Youyou threw the spoon into the plate, thinking seriously, and said, “How about this, we will deflate Xie Ling’s tyres later, and you, ride a bike with him.”

Zhan Weiyang was afraid, “I won’t go.”

Chen Youyou said angrily, “Don’t you, still want to pursue him?”

Zhan Weiyang did not answer. In fact, he had been thinking about this problem for several days. He was reluctant to turn into a tree so quickly. He still had to wait for Pei Qing to be willing to teach him another way of kissing. He indeed felt he should work hard to improve his score.

According to the System’s requirements, he should actively pursue Xie Ling, but he had not taken action for a long time.

On the one hand, he did not want to get close to Xie Ling, fearing that he would provoke the System’s reaction. On the other hand, he seemed to have to get close to Xie Ling so that the System would not deduct all his points.

After struggling for a while, Zhan Weiyang said to Chen Youyou, “But I don’t have a bicycle either.” He was still subconsciously looking for an excuse to refuse.

Chen Youyou said, “I, I will lend mine, to you.”

Worried that classes would end too late in the afternoon, they went to deflate Xie Ling’s bicycle tyre at the end of the second class.

The two of them were sneaking around in the bike shed. When Zhan Weiyang saw Chen Youyou pulling out the valve core, he worriedly asked, “Is this difficult to fix?”

Chen Youyou said, “I don’t know.” After a pause, he said, “Who cares.”

Zhan Weiyang said, “I don’t think it’s a good idea.”

Chen Youyou looked up at him and said, “If you, don’t feel good, just accompany him, to fix the tyre and, get closer to him.” After that, he successfully deflated the rear tyre of Xie Ling’s bicycle. When he stood up, he said, “Isn’t he, poor? If you are more generous, he might, be a little, moved.”

“Really?” Zhan Weiyang asked absentmindedly.

Chen Youyou didn’t notice his absent-mindedness, and he really didn’t know what was going on, so he could only say, “I guess so.”

Zhan Weiyang looked at him.

Chen Youyou felt that Zhan Weiyang’s eyes were strange.

After a while, Zhan Weiyang leaned close to his ear and whispered, “Do you know how to kiss?”

Chen Youyou had never kissed anyone before, but at this time, he certainly couldn’t show weakness in front of Zhan Weiyang and immediately said, “Of course, I know.”

Zhan Weiyang was very confused, “Isn’t it done by just sticking it on?”

Chen Youyou said, “Huh?”

Zhan Weiyang said, “What else is there to do?”

Chen Youyou suddenly felt embarrassed and asked with red ears, “You, do you mean, the kind of intense ones?”

Zhan Weiyang had never seen intense ones on TV, so he asked, “How intense?”

Chen Youyou raised both hands, pinched his fingers together, pointed the left and right fingertips, and rubbed them back and forth intensely.

Zhan Weiyang suddenly realised, “Oh! I know.”

Chen Youyou was puzzled: How did he know? What the heck did he know?

Notes:
After thinking about it a lot, I decided to change the title translation. I thought about it a lot too when I first translated the story but ended up understanding the context wrong. Instead of the capture target that was wrong, I thought it’s the system that is wrong
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Chapter 43

August 20, 2024 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

Pei Qing walked into the room and reached out to gently close the door before continuing towards the window.

Zhan Weiyang remained in the position of kneeling by the bed but straightened his back. His red, tearful eyes, along with his head, followed Pei Qing’s movements.

Until Pei Qing walked to the bed and sat down, stretched out a hand to Zhan Weiyang, and said, “Come on, Yangyang, get up.”

Zhan Weiyang raised his hand and placed it on Pei Qing’s palm. Then, he was pulled up from the ground and stood in front of Pei Qing.

“Yangyang—”

Before Pei Qing finished speaking, Zhan Weiyang lifted his legs and sat on Pei Qing’s legs, hugged him tightly, and whispered, “Qing ge.”

Pei Qing was stunned for a moment, then put his hands around his waist and whispered, “What’s wrong?”

Zhan Weiyang’s voice was very aggrieved, and he spoke in a low voice to Pei Qing’s ear, “Are you ignoring me?”

Pei Qing’s palm fell on Zhan Weiyang’s back and patted it gently, “When did I ignore you?”

Zhan Weiyang spoke with a nasal tone, saying, “You are just upset.”

Pei Qing said, “I’m not.”

Zhan Weiyang stopped talking and sat quietly on Pei Qing’s legs, hugging him tightly.

After a while, Pei Qing thought Zhan Weiyang was crying, so he leaned back a little, and stretched out his hand to hold Zhan Weiyang’s jaw, wanting to see his face clearly. However, he only saw that his eyes were still red, and the tears did not really fall.

Zhan Weiyang looked at him for a while. He leaned forward slightly, put his forehead against his forehead, and said, “I don’t know what to do.”

Pei Qing originally wanted to ask him what he couldn’t say and why he wasn’t willing to say it clearly, but in the end, he didn’t want to force him too much, so he just said, “If you don’t know what to do, come to gege. gege will help you.”

Zhan Weiyang said softly, “Really?”

Pei Qing told him, “Really, there is no problem in this world that gege can’t solve for Yangyang, do you believe it?”

Zhan Weiyang didn’t say whether he believed it or not, but he couldn’t help the corners of his mouth lifting into a smile, struggling between tears and laughter.

Pei Qing patted his back and said, “Alright, you’re not sad anymore, are you?”

Zhan Weiyang nodded.

When Pei Qing half-lay down on the bed, Zhan Weiyang still turned over and climbed on his legs, stretched out his hands to hug his neck, and leaned in his arms.

Pei Qing put one arm around his back, patted his head with the other hand, and asked, “If Yangyang becomes a tree in the future, will he have to live on the balcony forever?”

Zhan Weiyang seemed to think about it seriously and said, “The balcony can get sunlight.”

Pei Qing said, ‘Hmm’ and then asked, “What if it gets dark? Aren’t you scared to be alone on the balcony?”

Zhan Weiyang said, “There are other trees.”

Pei Qing asked, “Have you become good friends with those trees?”

Zhan Weiyang was asked and thought for a while before answering him, “Not yet.”

Pei Qing continued to ask, “Then can you communicate now?”

Zhan Weiyang grabbed the hem of Pei Qing’s pyjamas with his fingers and whispered, “Not yet.”

Pei Qing said ‘Oh’, as if a little regretful, “I was going to ask you to ask them a question for me.”

Zhan Weiyang looked up at him, “What is it?”

Pei Qing said, “Ask them why they turned Yangyang into a tree?”

Zhan Weiyang said, “It’s not because of them.”

Pei Qing asked, “Then what is it because of?”

Zhan Weiyang said, “It’s my stuff.”

Pei Qing looked down at him, “What’s yours?”

Zhan Weiyang pointed to his head, “The stuff inside my head.”

Pei Qing touched his head, “Yangyang, is there something so powerful in your head that it can turn you into a fortune tree?”

Zhan Weiyang suddenly became confused, “I don’t know.”

Pei Qing said, “You said something is deducting your points. How many points do you have now?”

Zhan Weiyang looked at him alertly.

Pei Qing said, “If you don’t want to tell me, forget it. It doesn’t matter.”

Zhan Weiyang then said in a muffled voice, “38.”

Pei Qing asked him, “What’s the full score?”

Zhan Weiyang said, “100 points.”

Pei Qing said, “My Yangyang is so silly. He only got 38 points out of 100. What should we do?”

Zhan Weiyang also felt very melancholy, “I don’t know.”

Pei Qing asked him, “Is there any way Qing gege help you get some extra points?”

Zhan Weiyang frowned in distress, “I don’t know.”

Pei Qing patted him on the back, “It doesn’t matter. If you don’t know, then you don’t know.”

Zhan Weiyang suddenly sat up with his hands on Pei Qing’s shoulders. He looked straight at Pei Qing. After looking at him for a long time, he leaned over and kissed Pei Qing lightly on the lips. It was so light that Pei Qing didn’t even feel the weight of his lips pressing on his.

Then Zhan Weiyang’s ears turned red, and he shrank his neck and said, “I’m sorry.” His upper body leaned forward, his pyjamas fell down, and his protruding collarbone and thin chest were clearly visible in the wide neckline.

Pei Qing lowered his gaze and asked him, “Why do you say sorry?”

Zhan Weiyang was still embarrassed, and his ears were red all the way to his neck as he said, “I shouldn’t kiss you.”

Pei Qing asked, “Why shouldn’t you kiss me?”

Zhan Weiyang stared at Pei Qing’s collar, avoiding eye contact, “In the TV dramas I’ve seen, it’s always the men kissing the women.”

Pei Qing’s hand slipped to his waist, gripping his slender frame. Knowing he shouldn’t say certain things but unable to hold back, he asked, “So you’ve only seen people kissing like that in TV dramas. Do you know of any other ways to kiss?”

Zhan Weiyang shook his head somewhat strangely. His world was too simple. Except for Chen Youyou showing him a video once, there was no other way to see it, and no one would tell him.

Pei Qing asked him, “Do gege want me to teach you?”

Zhan Weiyang nodded, “Okay.” After he said that, he moved closer, trying to touch Pei Qing’s lips again.

But Pei Qing suddenly put his hand between the two of them, laughed self-deprecatingly, and said, “Forget it, I shouldn’t teach you these.”

Zhan Weiyang looked at him in confusion.

Pei Qing’s gaze became a little complicated. He patted his waist and said, “Go down.”

Zhan Weiyang could keenly perceive Pei Qing’s emotional changes, but he couldn’t figure out what caused this change, so he could only ask anxiously, “What’s wrong?” He thought Pei Qing was angry with him.

Pei Qing said, “Nothing, it’s almost time to go to bed.”

Zhan Weiyang asked cautiously, “You won’t teach me anymore?”

Pei Qing smiled and said, “I shouldn’t teach you these.”

Zhan Weiyang didn’t understand, “Why?”

Pei Qing said, “Because I don’t think it’s right for me to do so.”

Zhan Weiyang still didn’t understand.

Pei Qing said, “It’s okay, go to sleep, Yangyang.”

Zhan Weiyang reluctantly got off Pei Qing. He lay down, waited until Pei Qing turned off the light, and then he leaned close to Pei Qing’s ear and said, “I think you can teach me.”

Pei Qing asked, “Why do you want to learn this?”

Zhan Weiyang said, “I don’t know, I just want to kiss you.”

Pei Qing opened his mouth, but no sound came out. He had a lot to say to Zhan Weiyang, but he felt a little bit speechless at this time. In the end, he just reached out and patted Zhan Weiyang on the back and said, “Good night.”

Zhan Weiyang was completely disappointed. He retreated and rested his head on his pillow, staring in Pei Qing’s direction unwillingly.

Pei Qing couldn’t sleep. Just now, he suddenly felt that what he had done was not good. It was not good for Zhan Pengcheng, Zhan Weiguang, himself, and, most importantly, for Zhan Weiyang.

How should he define the relationship between him and Zhan Weiyang? Zhan Weiyang was simply dependent on him, and unconsciously wanted to get close. Kissing on the lips might not have necessarily meant anything; Zhan Weiyang’s understanding hadn’t reached that point. Yet he himself couldn’t control his own actions. Given the extent of Zhan Weiyang’s dependence on him, no matter what he did, Zhan Weiyang might have happily accepted it. But what if it had been a Zhan Weiyang who had never drowned in the past?

Pei Qing opened the quilt with some irritability, put on slippers and walked out of the bedroom.

At that time, Zhan Weiyang hadn’t fallen asleep yet. When he heard Pei Qing get out of bed, he instantly wanted to reach out and grab Pei Qing. However, the System, which had already been bothering him this afternoon, couldn’t hold back any longer and coldly started deducting his points again.

The moment he heard that he had been deducted two points, Zhan Weiyang shrank back in fear, covered his head with the quilt, opened his eyes wide, looked up in the dark, and couldn’t help trembling.

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Chapter 2

August 19, 2024 / hoenimochi / 0 Comments

The music was switched off, and the only sound in the room was the fat man’s rough snoring. The changing images of the MTV on the screen reflected on Ah Zhou’s face, blurring his expression. He held a cheap mobile phone and typed a series of familiar numbers on the keypad, but his finger hesitated over the dial button. After a while, there was a knock on the door. He quickly put his phone into his pants pocket and stood up.

It was the room attendant who came to pick up Fatty Zhang. Ah Jie, who happened to take over, also arrived, so he returned to the staff dormitory.

Though it was called a dormitory, it was actually just a low building next to Lihao’s, only about five hundred meters away. Each small compartment was packed with three sets of bunk beds, accommodating six people in total. Each floor shared a restroom at the end of the corridor. Since it was free, the accommodation was always full. Young boys gathered here, playing cards, smoking, and making noise. The cramped rooms were cluttered with shoes, socks, and clothes thrown about, and even with the windows open, the air was still filled with a strong smell of sweat.

At this time, except for the two people on the night shift, the other three were already asleep, snoring slightly. Ah Zhou went in quietly, knocking over something in the darkness and making a soft sound. He casually wiped his face with the towel hanging by the bed and fell on his own bed. He couldn’t sleep for a long time and couldn’t help but take out his mobile phone. He looked at the numbers for a long time. Finally, he pressed ‘Cancel’ and threw it aside.

Nothing could be done.

A surge of powerlessness completely surrounded him.

Mother, Jiahui, Minran… The longing grew crazily in his heart, yet he didn’t even dare to reach out. He felt like a rat hiding in a hole, struggling to survive.

As the night grew darker, everything became quiet. He lay in a daze as if he hadn’t had a good sleep for a long time, and he was living the life of a walking zombie every day without end.

He dreamt again of the past. In midsummer, after the rain, the sky was clear, and the air was filled with the fresh scent of grass and wet soil. The old man napped in a reclining chair under the eaves while the big dog lay obediently by his side. His father and three uncles chatted in the garden, laughing heartily at some joke someone had told. His mother chatted with an aunt while handing him a peeled apple. Jiahui, wearing a white dress and a small crown, tiptoed over, covering his eyes from behind with her little chubby hands, asking him to guess who she was. Minran, with a slingshot in hand, called out his name and ran over, insisting on pulling him to play. And then there was that person…

“Yichen, do you want to eat the apple?” He heard his own young voice.

A slightly young and handsome face turned to him, with a smile in his bright eyes, as gentle and soft as moonlight.

“I’ll share half with you.” He handed it over.

Suddenly, the person’s brows furrowed, shifting from surprise to coldness. There were no words, no movement; those black eyes were as cold as ice, sharp enough to seem as if they could see through everything.

But the apple in his hand had somehow turned into a gun—cold and heavy. “No, this isn’t right…” In his panic, he tried to throw it away, but it wouldn’t come off. He looked up in terror, only to see numerous black gun barrels pointed directly at him.

His heart trembled suddenly, and he woke up, sitting up from the bed and gasping for air.

It turned out to be a dream.

The cold sweat on his body almost soaked his clothes. Fear followed him from nightmare to reality.

How much longer would he have to endure? How much longer could he hide? What would happen if he was caught?

He didn’t dare to think about it.

How on earth did it get to this point? He curled up on his side. The name tag with ‘Ah Zhou’ written on his chest glowed light green in the dark.

He gave a bitter smile. The name was truly fitting—he now felt like a small boat lost at sea, fearful of the tumultuous waves that might come at any moment and hoping for a safe harbour that might never appear.

The old man was right. He really was no match for that man, and he had never been better than him since he was a child. Just because of his stupid dissatisfaction, he was instigated and flattered with ulterior motives, and he became arrogant enough to want to replace him. In the end, in just three months, he was forced into a desperate situation where he was betrayed by his family and had to hide out and work as an inconspicuous waiter in Lihao.

Yang Lin arranged this for him. His father’s former subordinates were his last resort, and he promised to send him abroad secretly. However, ten days had passed since the last contact, and the person Yang Lin sent to pick him up still did not show up. Every day was like torture, and there was nothing to do but wait. He felt that if he continued like this, he might go crazy.

After spending the night in a daze, he ordered some takeout to fill his stomach. Ah Zhou stayed in the dormitory all day and started the night shift at ten o’clock in the evening. As soon as he arrived at the private room he was responsible for, he heard Ning ge’s call in his headset.

Luo Ning was the human resources manager. He always had a serious look and was very strict with Lihao’s employees. He had fired many people because of their shortcomings. Ah Zhou thought that the whole Fatty Zhang incident had happened yesterday, and he was mentally preparing himself for the consequences. However, what he received instead was a notice of his own transfer to a higher floor.

“Why?” He was very surprised.

“Someone on the tenth floor has resigned, and now we are short of people.”

“I mean… why me? My ability to work is not outstanding, and I heard that waiters above the fifth floor must undergo professional training.”

“You follow Da Hua, he will lead you.”

“But…”

“What, you don’t want to?” Luo Ning looked up at him, “Not many people refuse a salary increase.”

At Lihao, the servers received a basic salary in addition to commissions based on the amount spent in the private rooms. Ah Zhou, who was currently working on the third floor, was responsible for four smaller rooms, where the service revenue for a single night amounted to only a few thousand yuan. In contrast, if he were transferred to the tenth floor, he would be assigned to a luxury room with two to three colleagues, where the spending could reach ten thousand yuan or more per night, naturally doubling his income. Lower-level servers would do anything to move up, often flattering Luo Ning. Xiao Ding had even tried to bribe him, but Luo Ning refused. It was a pity that this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was not good for Ah Zhou. He lowered his eyebrows and said, “I am too timid. I am afraid I will make mistakes and make the guests unhappy.”

Luo Ning’s lips curled up, “Really? I think people who dare to charge extra money to their guests must be brave.”

His heart skipped a beat, and his face turned a little pale. As expected, this matter had indeed not gone unnoticed.

“If this kind of incident—adding orders secretly while the guests are drunk—gets exposed, not only will you be fired, but you’ll also have to pay for all the ordered items. Whether I expose it or not depends on your attitude. Think carefully.”

With that being said, there was no way out for him. He pursed his lips and said, “Which room on the tenth floor am I in charge of?”

“1003.”

“I’ll go over now. Thank you for the promotion Ning ge.”

The elevator stopped on the tenth floor, and as the doors opened, the surroundings brightened. The hallway was lined with golden silk carpets, and the electronic wall displayed blue wave-like light patterns guiding the way to various private rooms. The guests for Room 3 had not yet arrived, so Da Hua, who was in charge of this area alongside him, led him around the room. Akin to a presidential suite, the room was equipped with all the necessary facilities. There was a small stage for entertainment performances with a space reserved for live music, and a silver pole stood tall. The room’s open-concept design allowed for an unobstructed view of the inner bed and the bathtub positioned by the window. The luxury of the space carried a subtle air of sensuality, making it convenient for guests to enjoy a variety of intimate services.

“How about it? It’s much better than the third floor, isn’t it?” Da Hua glanced at him, “Working on this floor is no different than working downstairs. You need to have sharp eyes, quick hands and feet, and you have to keep your mouth shut no matter what. Whatever you do inside has nothing to do with us, so don’t make a fuss and don’t act around, do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“The guests are scheduled to arrive at eleven. You should prepare yourself first, cheer up, and fix your hair—it looks messy.”

“Oh.” Ah Zhou responded but didn’t actually move. While Da Hua stepped out to get the fruit tray, Ah Zhou sat down in the middle of the circular sofa, looking at the empty little stage. A faint, self-mocking smile appeared on his lips.

He was no stranger to this place. There was a time when he loved to hang out here, getting drunk with his buddies, drinking a lot of wine and hugging a lot of women. One time, he drank too much and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. When he woke up, he saw Jiahui’s crying face, and he never came here again after that.

He didn’t want her to cry.

But he knew she would definitely cry if he left without saying goodbye.

Ah Zhou frowned a little irritably. Seeing Da Hua come in, he immediately stood up and pretended to wipe the clean coffee table.

“Someone is looking for you outside.” Da Hua said, “Please deal with it as soon as possible. It will be bad when the guests come.”

He responded, not surprised to see Tang Shaocheng standing outside the door, and greeted him politely.

“I heard you were transferred here. I wanted this room, but it’s a pity it’s been booked today.”

“Yeah.”

“Then I can see you on this floor more often from now on, which is good.” The man smiled.

“The guests will be coming soon.” It was a clear hint for him to leave.

“Why don’t you go to East Lake with me tomorrow? You’ll be bored if you stay in the dormitory all the time.”

Ah Zhou initially didn’t want to agree, but fearing that the man would keep pestering him and draw unwanted attention, he reluctantly complied. He knew that moving to this floor increased the chances of running into someone from his past, so he had to be extra cautious. After sending off Tang Shaochen, he immediately lowered his head and returned to his post outside room 1003, waiting to greet the guests.

Around eleven o’clock, the buzzer vibrated, indicating that the guests had arrived. The sound of staggered footsteps came from the direction of the elevator, getting closer and closer.

Ah Zhou raised his head slightly and saw the person clearly from under the burgundy bangs. He suddenly stiffened and even stopped breathing.

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His name the Zhou in Ah Zhou (阿舟) means boat

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