Hey Hey, Looks Like the Bed Collapsed

"Knock, knock, knock..."

"Come in." Shen Jingmo did not even look up.

"Boss, this is this year's annual meeting schedule. Please take a look." Zhu Yu placed the document in his hand on the edge of the desk.

"Okay, leave it there for now."

"Sure." Seeing the empty coffee cup, Zhu Yu casually took it out with him.

That evening, Zhu Yu deliberately ate some bread to line his stomach.

He had to accompany his sugar daddy out for business that night.

When the time came, Zhu Yu appeared in Shen Jingmo's office right on schedule.

"Boss, we have dinner arranged with Director Willet later. We'll also discuss the film investment."

Zhu Yu was not surprised that Shen Corporation had a subsidiary called Fenghua Entertainment. After all, companies in CEO romance novels always seemed to have some connection to the entertainment industry.

"Okay, let's go." Shen Jingmo picked up the coat behind him and headed out.

Zhu Yu followed behind him. "Boss, the car has already been arranged. It's downstairs."

"Thanks for the trouble." Shen Jingmo looked at Zhu Yu as they entered the elevator.

"What trouble? It's all part of my job." Zhu Yu wore a smile on his face.

[If overtime didn't pay triple, I wouldn't be playing along with you. How late are we going to be out again? Wouldn't it be better to go home and lie down?]

[Who was it that cried about it? I won't say. (꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ)]*

Shen Jingmo swallowed the words about giving Zhu Yu another bonus that had just reached his lips.

Sure enough, Zhu Yu could not possibly be Zhu Yu if he could smile while working.

Zhu Yu got into the car with Shen Jingmo.

Zhu Yu observed the bodyguards' sturdy builds. CEO romance novels really did not lie about physiques. Every one of them was built like a double-door refrigerator.

[Good lord, those godly waist-to-shoulder proportions... slurp. Are bodyguard requirements this high now? Every one of them is built like a double-door refrigerator and nearly six-foot-three. My god, who wouldn't be dazzled by that?]

Shen Jingmo frowned. What did waist-to-shoulder proportions and double-door refrigerators mean?

This was the second time Zhu Yu had ogled his bodyguards' bodies.

They arrived at the hotel.

Zhu Yu got out of the car on his own.

When they entered the private room, Willet was already waiting inside.

"President Shen, it's been a long time." Willet held out his hand.

"Director Willet, it has been a long time." Shen Jingmo shook Willet's hand.

"Hello, Director Willet." Zhu Yu also shook hands with him.

"Hello, Assistant Zhu."

There were more than just Zhu Yu, Shen Jingmo, and Willet in the private room. The film's two lead actors, Guo Linlin and Yu Yunhai, were there as well.

Both were accomplished actors.

"President Shen, Assistant Zhu, good evening." Guo Linlin swept back her long hair and greeted them with a smile.

Shen Jingmo merely nodded without speaking.

Zhu Yu also smiled and nodded, but did not respond. For some reason, the female lead gave him the feeling that she was not as reliable as the male lead.

"President Shen, thank you very much for investing in my film. Come, let me toast you." Director Willet was straightforward and generous. As he spoke, he raised his glass.

Just as Shen Jingmo was about to pick up the glass in front of him, Zhu Yu tugged at the corner of his clothes.

Shen Jingmo looked over at him in confusion.

"Director Willet, I'm terribly sorry, but President Shen has been having stomach problems lately. Let me drink this on his behalf." Zhu Yu drained the glass in one go.

"What's there to apologize for? No matter what, health comes first. Assistant Zhu, you're a good drinker! Hahaha." Director Willet laughed and emptied his own glass as well.

Shen Jingmo watched the person beside him stand up and smooth things over for him, and the corners of his lips unconsciously lifted.

Guo Linlin sat directly across from Shen Jingmo. When she saw him smile, her cheeks reddened, and she felt even more determined to win him over.

The atmosphere throughout the dinner was excellent.

Zhu Yu watched Willet stagger off with his lead actors and get into their car.

Shen Jingmo was a little shocked by Zhu Yu's alcohol tolerance. Even after the entire dinner, he could still smile as he saw them off.

"Zhu Yu?" Shen Jingmo crossed his arms and looked at Zhu Yu, who had suddenly gone motionless beside him.

"Hm? Ugh—bleh..." Zhu Yu hazily heard someone calling him. As soon as he turned around, his stomach churned, and he hurriedly leaned against a pillar and vomited.

"Are you okay?" Shen Jingmo caught his arm at the critical moment, preventing his head from hitting the pillar.

"Hm? I'm fine. What could possibly be wrong with me? I'm the undefeated thousand-cup street king. Anyone else could be in trouble, but not me. Bleh Σ_(꒪ཀ꒪"∠) bleh." Zhu Yu had barely finished bragging before he bent over and vomited again.

Speechless, Shen Jingmo scooped Zhu Yu up in a bridal carry. "And you were still bragging?"

"President Shen!"

The bodyguard drove the car to the hotel entrance.

Shen Jingmo carried Zhu Yu into the car and casually took a bottle of mineral water from the car refrigerator, feeding Zhu Yu a sip.

"President Shen, should we take Assistant Zhu home first?"

Shen Jingmo looked at Zhu Yu, who was still constantly squirming around, and sighed. "Go straight to Imperial Dragon Bay."

"Yes, President Shen."

Imperial Dragon Bay.

Shen Jingmo carried Zhu Yu while entering the password.

With a click, the door opened.

Shen Jingmo carried Zhu Yu into the bedroom and laid him on the bed.

Shen Jingmo had never brought outsiders back to his residence before. Zhu Yu was the first, so there was no guest bedroom set up. He could only carry Zhu Yu into his own room first.

Shen Jingmo undid two buttons at his collar, pulled off his tie, and rolled up his sleeves.

After taking off Zhu Yu's dirty shirt and pants, Shen Jingmo opened his wardrobe and found that every shirt and pair of pants he owned was too large for Zhu Yu.

With no other choice, he found a shirt for him to wear first.

After taking care of Zhu Yu, who was still muttering to himself and rolling around on the bed, Shen Jingmo could finally no longer stand the smell on himself. He quickly went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After showering, Shen Jingmo came out with a towel wrapped around his waist. The moment he emerged, he saw Zhu Yu bouncing around on the bed.

"Let's get hyped, babies!!! Hey, let me hear your cheers, hear your screams!" Zhu Yu jumped on the bed.

Shen Jingmo stared blankly at the scene before him. Zhu Yu wore only a white shirt and a pair of shorts underneath.

The white shirt looked especially oversized on him.

"Woohoo." Zhu Yu also noticed Shen Jingmo standing by the bed and looked over his well-proportioned body.

Zhu Yu walked up to Shen Jingmo. "Handsome, you're way too hot. I like you."

"Zhu Yu!" Shen Jingmo tried to catch him.

But drunk Zhu Yu had become extremely nimble and began dodging his attempts to capture him.

Shen Jingmo tried several times without success. In the end, he could only command again, "Zhu Yu, get back there."

Hearing the fierce tone in his voice, Zhu Yu pouted and reluctantly crawled back onto the bed from where he stood.

Then he suddenly sprang up from the bed again. "You, why are you being so fierce? I wasn't even fierce to you."

"I..." Shen Jingmo was just about to explain when a crack suddenly sounded through the air.

Zhu Yu had been standing on the bed, a head taller than Shen Jingmo, but now he was suddenly shorter than him.

Zhu Yu hazily touched his head, looked around, then raised his head toward Shen Jingmo, whose face had completely darkened, and grinned foolishly. "Hehe, looks like the bed collapsed."

"Tch!" Shen Jingmo let out a long breath, stepped forward, bent down, and hoisted Zhu Yu over his shoulder.

The sudden loss of footing made Zhu Yu feel unsafe, and he hurriedly grabbed Shen Jingmo's strong, powerful waist.

"Let go." Shen Jingmo's body stiffened, his voice full of warning.

Zhu Yu timidly released him and flopped there like a noodle, giving up on himself. "Don't be angry. I won't move, I won't move."

(KK's note: Thank you, Yun, for the gift! ⁽⁽ଘ( ˙꒳˙ )ଓ⁾⁾)