Never missed him this much before

"Seriously? Jiang Ze really gets around-he went after both the nephew and the uncle!"

"Damn, he looks so innocent and handsome. How could he stoop so low for money?"

"That's disgusting. I can't believe I used to be his fan."

"Boohoo, I don't believe he'd do something like this! There has to be a misunderstanding!"

"Someone drag that brainless fan out of here. There's video evidence. What more proof do you need?"

"Poor Meng Zimu. The love of his life finally came back from abroad, only for him to have some clingy pest hanging around! And then that guy hooked up with his uncle. He must be dying of embarrassment!"

Jiang Ze tapped the most popular video in the comments and discovered that it showed the scene from right after he had transmigrated.

Oh-ho, Meng Zimu actually released this too? Isn't he worried people will tear into Shen Yun?

After all, Shen Yun hadn't exactly had a good reputation before.

It wasn't until that evening that Jiang Ze realized what the person behind this was after. Sure enough, they hadn't gone to all this trouble just to disgust Meng Zhiyuan.

They were also using it as a stepping stone to clean up Shen Yun's reputation.

"Oh my god, so Shen Yun is the Meng Family's young master's one true love! He seems well educated and decent. No wonder Young Master Meng likes him!"

"So Shen Yun was the one Jiang Ze bullied. He looks so pitiful. My heart aches for him."

"Jiang Ze is so scheming and shameless. He failed to seduce Meng Zimu, so he hooked up with his uncle instead. What's this nonsense about being a substitute? I bet he just wants to marry into money!"

Jiang Ze scrolled through the trending topics with a look of understanding. Although his interference had sent the novel's plot in a different direction, the protagonist aura was powerful.

The plot would still be forced back onto its original course, and Shen Yun's influence was gradually beginning to grow.

"System, looks like we need to work a little harder. We need to raise my luck value."

"You're right, host! You need to hurry. Once your luck value gets high enough, this world's fortune will start favoring you. Only then will you have a chance to change your fate~"

Jiang Ze spent the whole day looking at his phone. Meng Zhiyuan wouldn't let him go out, so he obediently stayed home. He had plenty to eat and drink anyway.

He also knew that, with his current notoriety, he might run into some extremist if he went out. Getting hurt wasn't out of the question.

That night, Jiang Ze never saw Meng Zhiyuan come home. He only received a message from him.

Meng Zhiyuan: "Don't worry. Go to sleep first."

Jiang Ze kept saying he trusted the big shot's abilities, but he still couldn't help worrying about him and aching for him a little.

Still, he knew Meng Zhiyuan's professional team was better equipped to handle public opinion and corporate warfare.

All he could do was lie alone on the large bed in Meng Zhiyuan's room, feeling especially lonely.

"System, why am I feeling a little lonely?"

The system didn't reply, so he carried on talking to himself.

"Ah, I kind of miss his strong arms and firm abs, too. Even the bed isn't warm anymore..."

Jiang Ze joked aloud, but he genuinely felt a little miserable. He tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep, rolling back and forth across Meng Zhiyuan's large bed.

In the end, he woke up before six.

He headed downstairs with two huge dark circles under his eyes, just as Meng Zhiyuan came home.

The man looked as though he hadn't slept all night. He looked worn from being out and was still wearing yesterday's clothes, which were slightly wrinkled.

Jiang Ze frowned. He had never missed the man this much before. Before he could think it through, he pattered down the stairs and threw himself into his arms.

"Uncle Zhiyuan! Why are you only getting back now?"

Seeing the dark shadows beneath the young man's eyes, Meng Zhiyuan stroked his head tenderly, then lifted him into his arms.

Jiang Ze wrapped both legs around the man's lean waist and nuzzled his head against his chest.

"Come on. Let's go to sleep."

The man supported him with one hand to keep him from falling and set down the bag containing the cake with the other.

"We'll eat the cake later."

Jiang Ze buried his head in his chest without saying anything, feeling warmth well up inside him.

"But I just got up..."

The man carried him up to the third floor and opened the bedroom door. He seemed to chuckle at his words.

His deep, magnetic voice sounded beside Jiang Ze's ear. "Then keep your boyfriend company while he sleeps. I haven't slept all night."

Jiang Ze blushed, too embarrassed to reply.

Aaaah, why can he say things like that so easily? Who could handle that?! And since when did he become my boyfriend?!

"Tsk. Go to sleep."

The man tossed him onto the bed, then stripped off his own clothes and lay down. He pulled Jiang Ze into his arms and soon fell asleep.

Seeing how tired he was, Jiang Ze carefully kept quiet. To his surprise, he soon drifted into a deep sleep in the man's arms too.

The two of them went back to sleep in broad daylight and slept until almost evening.

When Jiang Ze woke, he found himself still lying in the man's arms. It seemed he had used the man's arm as a pillow the entire time.

"Mmm... Uncle Zhiyuan, your arm must be numb, right?"

He shifted, about to roll away, only for the man to firmly hold him in place.

"Don't move. Be good and stay here."

Meng Zhiyuan hadn't had his fill of the young man's adorably drowsy expression yet. He drew him closer and spoke slowly.

"The online backlash should die down today. Stay home for another couple of days, and don't go out unless you have to. We'll talk once this blows over."

"Oh, okay... Uncle Zhiyuan, is your company all right?"

"Heh. They think their petty, underhanded tricks can seriously damage the Meng Group? Don't worry. I even sent them a nice big gift."

It wasn't until they got out of bed that Jiang Ze learned what that gift was.

Public opinion online had swung entirely the other way. Discussion of the Meng Group had almost vanished, while a Weibo post about Shen Yun had been shared by tens of thousands of people.

"Oh my god, so that's what really happened..."

"I knew Shen Yun was no good!"

"Boohoo, I told you Jiang Ze was a good person! So what if he fell for an older man? The Meng Corporation's president is pretty handsome too. He and my darling look great together!"

"Isn't Shen Yun a textbook two-faced bitch playing the innocent White Lotus?"

It turned out that the blogger had posted the video of Shen Yun slapping himself and falsely accusing Jiang Ze, exposing Meng Zimu's ugly behavior in it to the public as well.

Most importantly, the blogger had also included plenty of photos of Shen Yun being intimate with other men.

Some of them were downright explicit.

Countless netizens expressed their shock in the comments. Always eager to stir up more drama, they began tagging Meng Zimu and spamming green cuckold memes.

Damn, Shen Yun really gets around. How many pictures are there? That man's incredible. You couldn't gather all this in just a day or two!

Jiang Ze thought Meng Zhiyuan had done a beautiful job. With public opinion now reversed, Meng Zimu and Shen Yun, who had been acting like victors, were left exposed as a cuckold and utterly disgraced, respectively.

Not long before, Shen Yun and Meng Zimu had even posted on Weibo and interacted across several posts. Now netizens were dragging those out to mock them mercilessly too.

Curled up in the man's arms, Jiang Ze smiled until his eyes narrowed, then heard another notification from the system announcing that he had earned points.

Delighted, he couldn't resist planting a kiss on the man's lips.

"Uncle Zhiyuan, you're incredible! Absolutely brilliant!"

"That's my reward? Not enough."

Jiang Ze pressed his lips together, then blushed and leaned in to kiss the man again. This time, though, it wasn't just a fleeting peck.