Yun Sheng was horrified. "Boss, didn't you tell me you were dating him?! You're a scumbag?!"
(,,#ﾟДﾟ) He had thought his boss was just a love-brained workaholic. Who knew he was a scumbag too!!!
Being his boss didn't mean he wouldn't despise him!
Ptooey!
Chu Mo suddenly felt a headache coming on. He knew he had forgotten something.
How was he supposed to fix this now?
Waiting online. Urgent!!
After they got home, Chu Mo, who had been anxious the whole way, finally managed to speak. "Nanshu..."
Ji Nanshu's face was expressionless, though he was inwardly delighted. "Mm. Go on."
"I... I thought... you calling me your sugar daddy was, you know, a bedroom thing?"
Ji Nanshu was utterly serious. "Do you often do this sort of thing with other people?"
This was far too important.
?
What did he mean, often doing this sort of thing with other people?
Other than Ji Nanshu, everyone who saw him acted like a mouse facing a cat. Forget bedroom games-anyone who could even get close to him would be hailed as a brave soul, okay?!
"I! Do! Not!!!" Chu Mo gritted his teeth. "Only you!!"
"Hm? You mean... that was your first time too?!"
That couldn't be right! With those looks, that body, and his standing in the entertainment industry, had no one thrown themselves at him?
Unbelievable!
Although it was a little embarrassing to admit, he, a grand best actor, twenty-seven years young, had been single since birth before meeting Ji Nanshu. He had never even had a lover.
Who would believe that if he told them?!
"...Yes!"
"Pfft-hahahahahahahaha..." Ji Nanshu genuinely couldn't hold it in anymore and collapsed onto the couch laughing.
With how skilled he had been before, surely anyone would have thought he was a veteran of countless battles? Hahahahahaha, who knew it had been his first time too!
It seemed he hadn't really lost out, then!
Seeing Ji Nanshu laugh without any sign of stopping, a dark-faced Chu Mo simply stepped forward, pinned him to the couch, and sealed his mouth with a kiss to stop his laughter.
"Is it funny?"
"No... I'll stop laughing." Ji Nanshu covered his mouth and struggled to suppress his amusement before asking instead, "Tell me more about this dating business, hmm? Boyfriend?"
Only then did Chu Mo adopt a serious tone. After giving a full account of his family going back eighteen generations, he asked Ji Nanshu in all seriousness, "Would you be willing to date with marriage in mind?"
Oh~ right, same-sex marriage was legal in this era.
"You... like me?" That was Ji Nanshu's first reaction to Chu Mo's words.
"Yes." His answer was decisive.
Like him?
Whatever Ji Nanshu was thinking, he let out a soft laugh. He gently pressed a hand to Chu Mo's cheek, slowly slid it down, then caught his chin and drew him toward his face.
His crimson lips parted and closed. "Then... that will depend on my sugar daddy's... performance..."
Chu Mo's eyes darkened, his throat moving slightly. As though bewitched, he followed the pull of Ji Nanshu's hand and slowly leaned over him.
In the not-so-quiet living room, Ji Nanshu could feel the heartbeat inside his chest gradually growing fiercer. Beat after beat...
Did he like Chu Mo?
He thought he did.
But he didn't believe the affection Chu Mo spoke of.
At least, not now.
The affection of those in power was like keeping a kitten or puppy: summoned with a wave, sent away when discarded.
People liked to demean themselves. What they couldn't have was always the best.
"Mm... you..."
"Hmm? Still have the energy to get distracted?"
"!!"
Ji Nanshu's eyes abruptly widened, his body arching backward as he left a red mark on Chu Mo's back.
Fuck, this bastard!!
Playing dirty, was he?!
That move from Chu Mo left Ji Nanshu with no time to think about anything else. He could only sink into it with the other man's movements...
Holding the soundly sleeping Ji Nanshu, Chu Mo pressed a kiss to his forehead, then gently laid him on the bed.
He knew Ji Nanshu didn't believe his words, but he also knew that Ji Nanshu truly did rely on him.
Yet at this stage, that reliance was far too fragile.
Ji Nanshu might seem like a cat now, docile, adorable, and fond of acting spoiled, easily soothed with a few strokes of his fur when angry, but the moment he felt uncomfortable, he would immediately bare his claws and even leave without hesitation.
There was no rush. They had plenty of time. He had the time, and the confidence, to make Ji Nanshu fall completely in love with him-
Body and soul.
At the very least, his little minx really did like his face and figure.
If nothing else worked, he could always seduce him with his looks! (￣▽￣)／
Yun Sheng raised his middle finger. "Fuck, boss, this is definitive proof you're love-brained!!"
Contempt (︶^︶)=凸!
Ji Nanshu slept until noon the next day, then climbed out of bed supporting his waist and grimacing.
A note had been left by the bed-
[I went to the office. Your meal is in the microwave. -Chu Mo]
Chu Mo's thoughtfulness worked. At least Ji Nanshu cursed him a couple of times less.
He had only just started eating when his phone rang. He looked, and it was Bai Nanzheng again.
A quick calculation on his fingers told him this was definitely trouble.
Ji Nanshu leisurely swallowed the food in his mouth and answered-
"Oh~ hello, big brother~"
"Come to the office right now!"
With that, Bai Nanzheng abruptly hung up, not worried in the slightest that Ji Nanshu might not come. Even though he knew Ji Nanshu had changed, hearing about it was no substitute for seeing it himself. How could he take Bai Nanyu's words to heart?
Especially someone as deeply arrogant as Bai Nanzheng.
Ji Nanshu was not remotely surprised by Bai Nanzheng's behavior. In the original owner's memories, everyone considered Bai Nanzheng a gentle, modest, impeccably polite elite with a high IQ.
The original owner hadn't seen through him, but Ji Nanshu understood perfectly well. As the Qiang Kingdom's state preceptor in his previous life, he had encountered far too many kinds of people.
One man had left a particularly deep impression on him. Outsiders all praised his humility, gentleness, and impeccable manners. Later, after happening to witness his attitude toward his wife, daughter, and subordinates, Ji Nanshu had discovered the cold ruthlessness beneath that politeness.
From then on, Ji Nanshu had remembered one thing: the gentler and more courteous someone appeared on the surface, the more ruthless and merciless they were inside.
Bai Nanzheng, for instance.
Those so-called "lessons" in the original owner's memories-whenever someone complained to him, he never asked why. At best, it was a verbal dressing-down; at worst, a month-long hospital package.
What gentle person would do such a thing?
After reviewing the original owner's memories, Ji Nanshu smoothly blocked Bai Nanzheng, then put down his phone and began to feast.
Ah, what office? What off-ice?
Never heard of it, knew nothing about it, had never seen it. A sufferer of intermittent blindness and deafness!
Bai Nanzheng waited at his own company until after six. After making yet another call and realizing he had been blocked, he destroyed a phone, just like his mother.