Sleeping together?

News that the Meng family had found their little grandson, missing for years, immediately swept through the entire high-society circle of B City.

The heads of prominent families, business magnates, and other influential figures in B City all brought their younger family members to offer their congratulations.

Even Old Master Meng, who usually lived in seclusion, was so delighted that he threw a lavish welcome banquet for Meng Ziqing.

For a while, practically everyone who was anyone in B City gathered at the Meng Family Estate.

What Jiang Ze hadn't expected was that Shen Yun would come too.

"System, is some important plot event supposed to happen here?"

With Jiang Ze's keen powers of observation, he knew that Shen Yun and Meng Zimu showing up together could only mean trouble.

Ding! Host, you truly are a master of foresight!

"Can you please talk normally?"

Ahem. This system predicts that in about an hour, Shen Yun will be drugged and accidentally fall into Meng Zhiyuan's arms~

What?!

Jiang Ze was a little surprised. Right now, Shen Yun was nestled shyly in Meng Zimu's arms, the two of them practically glued together. How was Meng Zhiyuan going to get involved?

Are you sure you mean Meng Zhiyuan, not Meng Zimu? He's already got one man and still has his eye on another.

Having just finished exchanging pleasantries with a group of guests, Meng Zhiyuan spotted Jiang Ze leaning against the railing on the second floor, watching the pair below with a speechless expression.

He glanced down at Shen Yun and Meng Zimu dancing in each other's arms and guessed that the two were about to pull another stunt.

"Why are you standing here? Have you had anything to eat?"

When Jiang Ze saw him approach, he smoothed away his expression and accepted the small slice of cake he offered.

He asked between bites.

"Where did little Ziqing go? Is he all right with such a big gathering?"

Seeing how happily he ate, Meng Zhiyuan's expression softened.

"Don't worry. My third brother dotes on him. He's already sent him off to rest."

Jiang Ze nodded, then gave him another complicated look.

The big shot really is handsome. No wonder that little scumbag Shen Yun still has his eye on him while he's in someone else's arms.

Jiang Ze wiped his mouth, keeping up a sweet, obedient conversation with Meng Zhiyuan while his thoughts wandered all over the place.

Ooh, I wonder if the big shot will be able to resist when a drugged beauty throws himself into his arms. I want a front-row seat!

Meng Zhiyuan paused mid-sentence and glanced discreetly at his delicate face.

Throw himself into my arms? If it were him, I might consider it.

While the two were occupied with their very different thoughts, a sexily dressed woman nearby sashayed toward them, swaying her slender waist.

"Oh, Mr. Meng! It's been so long!"

The woman brought a cloud of perfume with her that gave Jiang Ze a headache. He saw through her intentions immediately-she simply wanted to land an eligible bachelor like Meng Zhiyuan.

He wanted to slip away rather than get in her way, but the man's gaze pinned him in place.

The woman kept acting familiar with Meng Zhiyuan, trying to get close to him, but after three attempts without a single response, even Jiang Ze felt embarrassed for her.

She was thick-skinned enough to stay put regardless, but Jiang Ze couldn't take the smell anymore.

He slipped his arm through the man's, looking openly displeased, like someone spoiled by affection.

"Uncle Zhiyuan, I think Grandpa needs you for something. Shall we go over and see?"

As Jiang Ze linked arms with him, he distinctly felt the man's body stiffen, though it relaxed again within a few seconds.

Under the woman's astonished, jealous gaze, Jiang Ze pulled Meng Zhiyuan away and finally managed to take a few breaths of fresh air.

Then he realized he was still holding the big shot's arm and hurriedly let go.

I can't break character.

Afraid that Meng Zhiyuan might be displeased, he hastily offered a quiet explanation.

"I'm a little sensitive to smells. You won't blame me, will you, Uncle Zhiyuan?"

I have to say, the big shot's arm is pretty solid too.

Jiang Ze chuckled inwardly, looking rather lecherous.

Watching him wear such an innocent, pure face while indulging in endless fantasies, Meng Zhiyuan couldn't help finding him amusing.

The harmonious atmosphere between them didn't escape Old Master Meng's notice from nearby.

He summoned Mu Qing, who worked at Meng Zhiyuan's side.

"What's the relationship between Zhiyuan and that young man?"

Mu Qing honestly gave him a brief account of Jiang Ze and Meng Zhiyuan's situation, though he glossed over Meng Zimu's role in it.

All these romantic entanglements gave Old Master Meng a headache. Each generation of the Meng family outdid the last when it came to love.

"Ah, forget it. It's rare for someone to catch Zhiyuan's eye. Put the two of them in the same room tonight. These old bones of mine can't meddle in much anymore."

After his third son spent years lost and devastated over his missing child, Old Master Meng had become more open-minded himself. He no longer intended to interfere in the younger generation's messy affairs.

As the saying went, children and grandchildren had fortunes of their own. Even if he wanted to interfere, he couldn't, especially with his second son, whose thoughts ran deeper than anyone else's.

After giving Mu Qing his instructions, Old Master Meng turned and left, quietly concealing his contribution.

Meanwhile, Meng Zhiyuan took Jiang Ze around to meet quite a few people, considerably expanding his connections. These were all prominent figures in B City.

Smiling, Jiang Ze conversed with them confidently and graciously, conducting himself in a way that did Meng Zhiyuan credit.

This made the man see him in a new light.

Just as the banquet was nearing its end, a figure seemed to be bumped by someone and pitched straight toward Meng Zhiyuan beside him.

Here he comes, here he comes! He's throwing himself over with that bashful face!

Jiang Ze immediately realized it was the drugged Shen Yun. Already prepared, he was about to dart in front of Meng Zhiyuan.

As if I'd let Shen Yun get his way. That would mean throwing away points.

But though he had planned everything perfectly, the man beside him refused to follow the script.

As though afraid Jiang Ze would be knocked over, he pulled him into his arms and took several steps back.

The scene became painfully awkward.

Jiang Ze landed in a broad embrace, while Shen Yun failed to fall into the man's arms as he'd hoped.

Instead, he fell flat on his face.

Hearing a cry of pain, Jiang Ze couldn't help sneaking a glance behind him from within the man's embrace, then burst out laughing.

Shen Yun looked rather ridiculous, sprawled on the floor in an awkward position. Whether from the drug or his anger, his face was alarmingly red.

Jiang Ze didn't leave Meng Zhiyuan's embrace right away. Ever mindful of staying in character, he secretly reached around to hold the man's waist as well.

"Uncle Zhiyuan, what's wrong with him? His face is so red. Doesn't something seem off?"

Seeing them embracing as though no one else existed, Shen Yun was so furious that he wanted to strangle Jiang Ze on the spot. He struggled to get up.

As he tried to rise, Meng Zhiyuan spoke to the Meng family's servants.

"Carry him to Meng Zimu's room. There are so many guests here. Don't let him crash into anyone like he just did."

Shen Yun burned with even more rage, lost his balance, and fell face-first again.

In the end, several people carried him away despite his struggles. This time, Shen Yun couldn't even lift his head, and some of the guests never got a clear look at who he was.

Jiang Ze stepped out of Meng Zhiyuan's arms, surprised that the bottom protagonist's scheme had been thwarted so easily.

Ding! Congratulations, host! You have earned 50,000 points!

At the familiar notification, Jiang Ze immediately put everything else out of his mind and happily continued trailing the big shot.

Stick with the big shot, and you'll eat well! Oh man, this is the life!

As the warmth left his arms, Meng Zhiyuan felt a faint sense of loss. But seeing the young man so happy, he couldn't help feeling better himself.

It was very late by the time the banquet finally ended. Jiang Ze went to the room assigned to him, saw the large bed in the middle, and couldn't resist flinging himself onto it.

Then he closed his eyes in comfort. Even the beds in a wealthy family like this were unbelievably comfortable.

He had only meant to rest his eyes for a bit, but before long, he was sound asleep.

Meng Zhiyuan had just returned from Meng Zhixing's place. The moment he entered his room, he saw someone lying on the bed. He had barely begun to frown when he recognized the familiar face-it was none other than Jiang Ze.

Jiang Ze slept soundly, completely unaware that someone had entered the room. He mumbled under his breath, apparently talking in his sleep.