It's Real Medicine, Not an Aphrodisiac!

Jiang Ze had no idea when he had fallen asleep. When he woke up, he discovered that he had already left Barren Mountain.

Last night, Meng Zhiyuan had carried him to the temporary tents the Production Crew had set up, and they had spent the night there. Perhaps it was because he had a big shot beside him, but he had slept like a log.

He hadn't even noticed when someone took him away.

"Oh, you're finally awake!"

Jiang Ze rubbed his eyes and saw a familiar face approaching.

"That man of yours is a workaholic, but he takes pretty good care of you. He specifically asked me to order breakfast."

Mu Shaoxuan pointed at the breakfast on the table. It seemed to be prepared by the hotel, and the spread was lavish.

Jiang Ze ate breakfast under his gaze. When Mu Shaoxuan kept staring at him, he grew puzzled.

"Is there something on my face?"

Mu Shaoxuan's face was filled with curiosity. He had a whole pile of questions but didn't know where to begin.

He opened his mouth and finally squeezed out one sentence.

"Are you really together with Meng Zhiyuan?"

Jiang Ze had just taken a sip of soy milk and nearly choked. He hurriedly caught his breath.

"Come on, man, can't we have a normal conversation without you giving me a heart attack?"

Mu Shaoxuan looked confused.

"I saw Meng Zhiyuan carrying you yesterday with my own eyes! How could I be mistaken? You don't know what he's like. Not only does he have a terrible temper, his habits are downright unbearable!"

The floodgates seemed to have opened, and Mu Shaoxuan launched into one complaint about Meng Zhiyuan after another.

"With his germophobia, forget holding someone-even if you just touch his clothes, he'll strip them off and throw them away on the spot!"

The corner of Jiang Ze's mouth twitched. He knew about Meng Zhiyuan's habits and temper, but they weren't nearly as bad as Mu Shaoxuan made them sound.

"You've misunderstood. There's nothing between Uncle Zhiyuan and me. He doesn't like me at all..."

Always mindful of staying in character, Jiang Ze let his cheeks flush slightly. Though his words denied it, his coy tone left plenty to the imagination.

My character is someone who loves him without being loved back and quietly watches over him!

"And you think he doesn't like you? You really have no idea! I've honestly never seen him treat anyone this way. You don't know this, but he practically turned the mountain upside down looking for you yesterday!"

Jiang Ze thought Mu Shaoxuan was reading too much into it. The big shot was simply a good person who pitied him. After all, Jiang Ze had found his nephew for him and done the Meng Family a tremendous favor.

It wasn't all that surprising that he had spared no effort to find Jiang Ze.

"Mu Shaoxuan, you seem to have a lot of free time."

At some point, Meng Zhiyuan had appeared behind him. He seemed to have just finished working and was still dressed in a suit, which made his tall figure look even more striking.

Mu Shaoxuan composed his expression and smoothed his hair, his tone flippant.

"Zhiyuan, I went all out to help you find him. Fine, don't thank me, but now that you've found him, you're just kicking me to the curb?"

"Mm. I take it you don't want that fifty-million investment anymore, either."

Meng Zhiyuan took off his jacket and hung it on the coat rack, his tone flat.

"Hey, don't! You're heading back to B City today, right? I'll go make the arrangements!"

Mu Shaoxuan instantly turned into a fawning lackey, leaving Jiang Ze dumbfounded.

It was a shame he hadn't gone into show business with acting skills like that.

"No need. I happened to leave the Private Jet in C City last time. We'll fly straight back tonight."

Mu Shaoxuan silently rolled his eyes, glanced at Jiang Ze, and left muttering under his breath.

"We're going back today?"

"Yes. I've finished my work in C City, so we'll head back tonight."

Jiang Ze nodded. Seeing the fatigue on the man's face, he remembered that Meng Zhiyuan had barely arrived in C City before running around on his behalf, without even getting a chance to work. Then, after a poor night's sleep, he had gone straight back to work.

He really felt rather guilty.

He looks so tired. Should I exchange some points for a few Potent Tonic Pills? No, what normal person would take medicine for no reason? Especially someone as strong and healthy as him.

Jiang Ze stole a couple of glances at the man's perfect physique, which even his clothes couldn't conceal, and silently shook his head.

That wouldn't work. It would be too easy to give himself away.

Meng Zhiyuan raised an eyebrow. Did he look that weak?

"Hey, System, I remember seeing some Spirit Spring Water in the Exchange Interface. How about a few bottles to try?"

"Be careful, Host. Spirit Spring Water is even more precious than pills. It's ten thousand per drop~"

"How much?! Why don't you just rob me?!"

Jiang Ze nearly shouted out loud. Ten thousand for a single drop! The Exchange Interface was a complete rip-off. Did it think points grew on trees?

In the end, he painfully exchanged his points for six drops of Spirit Spring Water. He secretly poured two glasses of water and added three drops to each.

With water this expensive, he had to try some himself.

"Uncle Zhiyuan, you must be thirsty after working all day. Here, drink this."

Jiang Ze blinked at him, watching intently as Meng Zhiyuan took the glass.

Drink up, big shot! That's thirty thousand of my points, boo-hoo! Don't waste a single drop. It's good stuff!

Meng Zhiyuan paused with the glass in his hand and gave Jiang Ze a long look before draining it in one go.

Once he finished, a warm current surged through his body. Even the air seemed to grow hot.

Jiang Ze was waiting to see what would happen after the big shot drank it when the man's stern face slowly began turning red.

What? I'm pretty sure I gave him a healing elixir, not an aphrodisiac!

Jiang Ze quickly caught the man as he began to stagger, at a loss for what to do.

"Wait, System! What's going on? Why is he like this?!"

"Host, there's a reason Spirit Spring Water is so expensive. A mortal body can't withstand three drops, so a strong reaction is perfectly normal~"

But you never told me the reaction would be like this!

Before Jiang Ze could react, the man tugged him, and they both fell onto the edge of the bed.

And, as luck would have it, he landed straddling the man's thighs. The position was incredibly awkward.

Meng Zhiyuan's eyes were half-lidded and his body scorching hot, yet his gaze was even sharper than usual.

"What did you give me?"

His voice was terribly hoarse, too. Jiang Ze was so close that he could almost feel the hot breath escaping his lips as he spoke.

"It... it was just a glass of water..."

Jiang Ze was stammering. The man's large hand gripped his waist tightly, leaving him unable to break free at all.

And this position was decidedly dangerous. He could already feel something uncomfortable beneath him and didn't dare move.

Seriously, big shot, I gave you something perfectly legitimate! A tonic! It was a tonic! Did I overdo it?!

The man seemed to hear something. He frowned slightly and clicked his tongue.

"Quiet."

Jiang Ze felt a head settle into the crook of his neck. Scorching breath brushed his skin, making him shiver at the ticklish sensation.

But I didn't even say anything.

"Mm... Meng Zhiyuan? Uncle Zhiyuan? Big shot?"

Noticing that the man against him seemed to have stopped moving, Jiang Ze pushed at his shoulder and discovered that he had completely passed out.

Well done, Jiang Ze. Now you've got time to think about how you're going to explain this when he wakes up.

Jiang Ze wasn't stupid, and he knew all too well that the villainous big shot who controlled the Meng Group in the novel wasn't stupid, either. What had happened in the Cave had been so unusual, yet Meng Zhiyuan hadn't probed further.

Now he had passed out for no apparent reason after drinking a glass of water Jiang Ze had given him. Jiang Ze would be lucky if he wasn't mistaken for someone with sinister intentions.

It took every ounce of Jiang Ze's strength to get Meng Zhiyuan settled on the bed. He let out a relieved breath, then looked hesitantly at the remaining glass of water on the table.

Should I drink it or not?

I might not be innocent, but the points are!

In the end, he couldn't bear to waste it. He picked up the glass, drank only half, then quickly stripped off his clothes and lay down on the bed.

Before long, his whole body felt unbearably hot, his head grew dizzy, and he, too, lost consciousness.

What he didn't know was that, since he was lying on the same bed as Meng Zhiyuan and wasn't far away,

the heat made him sleep restlessly, and one groggy roll sent him straight into Meng Zhiyuan's arms.