Cen Yu leaned back on the sofa, straining to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two male protagonists—

"What are you saying?" he asked the system.

He realized that his hearing was really bad, or maybe the two of them had already hit it off, so they were speaking in hushed tones.

"Host, Yu Xinyu is putting in a good word for you." The kitten overheard Yu Xinyu's conversation with Lou Baichuan. "He said he doesn't blame you, that you're usually very gentle with him, and that he only acted like that when he was drunk..."

It made a purring sound and rubbed against Cen Yu's hand.

Holy crap, this guy's speaking up for me?!

Although Cen Yu had already seen the original plot, he still couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement when he heard the system say this.

"What about Lou Baichuan? He's so smart, he definitely wouldn't be fooled by Yu Xinyu's words, right?" He even ordered Yu Xinyu to hand-wash his clothes while hitchhiking, and then came back and yelled at Yu Xinyu to bring him slippers.

Lou Baichuan wouldn't be like Yu Xinyu, who's obsessed with love, thinking he's some kind of modern good man, would he?

The kitten eavesdropped for a while longer—

“Host, Lou Baichuan said he wouldn’t bring personal feelings into his work. He cares more about his subordinates’ work ability, so Yu Xinyu can rest assured.”

"That's just polite talk!" Cen Yu asserted.

"He must have seen through the forced smile on Yu Xinyu's face, and he's already starting to hate me for being such a scumbag!"

Cen Yu casually petted the kitten. "Doing the mission isn't as difficult as I thought!"

The kitten seemed to understand, but still rubbed against Cen Yu affectionately a few times until it realized that Yu Xinyu was about to come in, at which point it disappeared into thin air.

Seeing this, Cen Yu also lay back on the sofa.

"...Why did you drink so much today?" Yu Xinyu said softly, slowly approaching Cen Yu, who was lying on the sofa.

Perhaps because he was very drunk, he had been sitting obediently on the sofa, but now he was curled up in the sofa, with one arm resting on the armrest, almost lying on his back.

"You clearly don't drink alcohol."

As Yu Xinyu spoke, she reached out and touched Cen Yu's reddened earlobe.

"His whole body turned red from drinking."

He looked at Cen Yu, who had his eyes closed, and almost greedily traced the other's features... His gaze fell on several hidden cameras in the room. Cen Yu knew there were cameras here; he had said they were only for security, to prevent thieves from entering.

There are cameras in front of the table, on the ceiling, on the cabinet behind the sofa, and most obviously in the corner.

He backed up all the data from each camera so that he could see Cen Yu on the camera whenever he wanted to see him.

There's a projector in his bedroom. Every time Cen Yu goes to work, he plays these videos he's saved in his bedroom—sometimes Cen Yu is angry, sometimes he's lying tired on the sofa, but most of the time, he always sits quietly with a cold and handsome look on his face.

Cen Yu probably doesn't realize how attractive she is when she puts on a cold face.

Especially the two beauty marks under his eyes.

In the countless days and nights when Cen Yu was not at home and Yu Xinyu was alone, the image that always filled her mind was Cen Yu's tears flowing down his two beauty marks, and his snake bone tattoo.

Yu Xinyu was lost in thought until he noticed Cen Yu slowly waking up. Only then did he regain his composure and put on his gentle and submissive demeanor again. "Shall I get you some honey water?"

Without waiting for Cen Yu's reply, he went into the kitchen and quickly poured him a glass of honey water at the right temperature.

Cen Yu leaned back on the sofa and reached out to take the honey water that Yu Xinyu handed him.

I took a sip.

—The temperature was just right, and it tasted sweet. For him, who was feeling unwell after drinking, it was better than anything else.

He carefully observed Yu Xinyu's gaze.

She noticed that the other person's gaze was filled with gentle affection, mixed with a light brownish-green color, and looked at her as if she were some great hero.

...It's beyond saving, just bury it.

After taking a few sips of honey water, Cen Yu coughed awkwardly.

"You didn't say anything to Lou Baichuan just now, did you?" He looked at Yu Xinyu, as if worried that she might blurt out their relationship.

Cen Yu felt disgusted by this irresponsible and scumbag-like behavior.

But in order to avoid going out of character (OOC), I gritted my teeth and went ahead with it.

"I'm telling you, don't you dare go around telling everyone," Cen Yu said, avoiding Yu Xinyu's gaze. "Otherwise, I won't let you off the hook."

"...How are you going to make things difficult for me?" Yu Xinyu suddenly whispered.

Cen Yu looked at Yu Xinyu. Just now, the other party's voice was too soft and the speed of speech was too fast, so he almost didn't hear it clearly.

"It's nothing." Yu Xinyu smiled, with a saintly sense of tolerance, and looked at Cen Yu. "Of course I wouldn't say anything nonsense."

He squatted down beside the sofa, looking up at Cen Yu who was sitting there, almost looking up at him.

He placed one hand on Cen Yu's knee, and seeing that the other didn't want to drink the honey water anymore, he took the cup from him and put it aside. "When you were on the phone with me in the car earlier, were you with them too?"

"yes."

"...Did what I accidentally said affect you?" Yu Xinyu asked with a genuinely apologetic expression.

He squatted down in front of Cen Yu, his expression filled with fear.

“I called you your husband…” He straightened up slightly and looked at Cen Yu on the sofa, “Could they have misunderstood something?”

"Of course there's no misunderstanding," Cen Yu thought.

They'll just think I'm a 1000% trashy scumbag!

“Ha, you think there are that many gay people in the company?” Cen Yu immediately chimed in, “They’ll just think we’re straight guys joking around.”

"Besides, I already said we're roommates, what could they possibly suspect?"

Cen Yu then looked at Yu Xinyu, "As for you, don't call me 'husband' when you call me in the future."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xinyu suddenly lowered her head, and her voice also softened—

"...But I really want to call you husband..."

"..." It's hopeless.

Cen Yu stared at the ceiling.

No wonder this story has stretched to hundreds of thousands of words! Even with the character in this state, Yu Xinyu is still so devoted. Respect!

"Fine, do whatever you want when no one's around," Cen Yu replied dismissively.

He looked at Yu Xinyu, who was lying on his knees, her mood suddenly dropping because of what he had just said... His gaze lingered for a moment on the other's fingers, which were peeling from washing clothes by hand.

In the end, I still couldn't bear to do it.

Even though he knew it was just a character in a novel, he still wanted to say something to Yu Xinyu—

Brother, you should look for other good men! Don't hang yourself on one scumbag.

He reached out, his fingers running through Yu Xinyu's soft hair. "Get up, don't be lazy."

"Go do the laundry."