Shi Yan eventually met Gu Hong, although their first meeting was not very pleasant.

Now that he had money, he naturally bought the things he had longed for.

Shi Yan bought a wheelchair.

The kind of luxurious electric wheelchair that can be controlled by a remote, allowing you to go wherever you want with just a tap of your finger without having to walk yourself.

So when Gu Hong saw Shi Yan in a wheelchair during the live stream, he couldn't resist going to Shi Yan's house, which he already knew about, and ringing his doorbell.

After waiting for a long time, the door opened, and Shi Yan lazily slumped in the very comfortable wheelchair. She looked up at the serious and dignified handsome man in front of her, tilted her head, and said nothing.

"What happened to your leg?" Gu Hong asked directly.

"Nothing much."

“The wheelchair…” Gu Hong said hesitantly, his gaze shifting downwards to his legs.

The girl was exquisitely beautiful, with long, slender legs. Her jeans weren't tight, but you could still see her beautiful leg shape.

Shi Yan said lazily, "Too lazy to walk."

Gu Hong: "..."

A mysterious silence.

After a long pause, Gu Hong said dryly, "If you don't walk, your leg muscles will atrophy."

"Mr. Gu is being a bit nosy." Shi Yan lazily propped his chin up, tilted his eyes to the side, his eyes were reddish at the corners, his skin was like jade, and he was so beautiful that he was captivating. His seductive voice was like the whisper of a fairy, bewitching the hearts of mortals.

"You even know where I live? You've been keeping an eye on me for a while now?" A faint smile appeared in his voice, casual and languid.

Gu Hong felt inexplicably nervous, his heart felt like it was being lightly scratched by a cat's paw, and his throat tightened. He resisted the urge to loosen his tie and replied earnestly, "Sorry, I investigated you before getting your consent..."

"It's alright." Shi Yan slowly curled his lips into a smile, a glint of light flashing in his deep, dark eyes, as if it were an illusion. Then, the languid yet aloof young man lowered his head and chuckled softly, as if he had seen something amusing.

The Dragon God lineage inherits the Dragon God's ability to see into people's hearts to some extent, but Shi Yan's talent is even more extraordinary. He can not only see into people's hearts, but also see into their destiny.

If he wanted to, he could even see his own destiny.

But a fate that is seen is already predetermined; without the unknown, it becomes uninteresting, especially since life is so long. For others, this talent might be a disaster rather than a good thing, but for Shi Yan, a lazy person, it's simply giving him another reason to be lazy.

However, since he gained control of this ability, Ten Nightmare no longer uses it casually.

Now that Gu Hongmao has come to the door so abruptly, Shi Yan can't help but wonder about his intentions. Too lazy to do any more maneuvering, Shi Yan can see through the past and future fate of the mortal in front of him at a glance, even if he was a few years old and still wet the bed.

However, in the later part, Shi Yan discovered something interesting that made him laugh out loud.

After laughing, Shi Yan looked up and carefully examined the man in front of him. He was a little nervous because of the man's laughter, and his serious face became even more tense as he subtly checked himself to see if there was anything wrong with him.

She's kind of cute.

Shi Yan's smile faded, and he said casually and lazily, "Is Mr. Gu very rich?"

Gu Hong didn't understand why the topic had suddenly jumped to this point. After thinking about it for a while, he cautiously said, "It's alright."

"Are you interested in being my sugar daddy?"

...

WTF?!

Dude, do you know what you're saying?!

Your attitude towards asking to be kept by a sugar daddy is too casual!

Do I look like the kind of spoiled brat who would support someone else?

Do I look like a womanizer?

I just came to check on your legs, I didn't throw out a check or anything, did I?!

And what you're saying sounds like I'm the one being kept, not you!

Gu Hongsen felt that the young man in front of him was constantly refreshing his worldview from the very first time he met him. How could there be such an unpredictable young man in this world?

Is he really too old to understand the trends of today's world?

Seeing President Gu standing there stunned as if struck by lightning, Shi Yan said quietly, "They're very easy to take care of. As long as there's good food, they'll follow you."

President Gu: "..."

He slammed the door and left.

Through the door, Gu Hong heard the boy's loud laughter coming from inside. He couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his forehead, feeling a bit of a headache.

But I didn't find it offensive; on the contrary, I felt a little amused.

It was as if the boy inside the door had only played a prank on a whim. Although it made Gu Hong feel embarrassed at the time, he could only laugh when he thought about it afterwards.

This good mood lasted until Gu Hong went back to work. After get off work, several days later, he would think about it and smile involuntarily.

He thought it was a prank, but Ten Nightmare was serious.

Seriously seeking a sugar daddy/sugar baby...

Gu Hong drank a lot at the dinner party on Saturday, and by the time he managed to get back to the villa, he was already quite sober.

When he opened the door, he didn't notice the lazy young man who had appeared on the living room sofa. The young man was rubbing his forehead, loosening his tie, taking off his coat, grabbing a change of clothes, and stripping naked as he walked into the bathroom.

The boy lazily sprawled on the sofa, a hint of a smile in his dark eyes, watching the handsome man reveal his tall, muscular body as he walked into the bathroom, where the sound of running water could be heard.

Shi Yan tilted his head and thought for a moment, then slowly got up, propped himself up on the sofa, and stood lazily at the bathroom door. After silently counting to ten, he heard a loud bang coming from inside.

He turned the doorknob. The shower head was still spraying water. The man, who had passed out drunk, was lying on the ground with one or even one leg curled up. His firm buttocks outlined an alluring curve. His slightly turned face was flushed from drinking. His lips were tightly pursed, and his brows were furrowed uncomfortably.

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