Adding me on WeChat in Chapter 1 seems a bit...overly enthusiastic towards him...
Ning City, the building of a well-known advertising company.
It started raining outside the window in the evening. The pattering rain mixed with the muffled tapping of keyboards at the workstations, creating a unique white noise characteristic of the central business district on weekdays.
"Tap, tap, tap."
The clock on the wall moved its hands slowly; there were only five minutes left before the end of the workday.
A steady footstep broke the long silence in the room.
Suddenly appearing in sight was a very handsome young man.
He was slender and tall, with smooth and straight shoulders. His waist, hidden under his white shirt, was surprisingly thin and firm, appearing as a thin sheet of white jade when viewed from the side.
Below the extremely narrow waist is a simple yet well-tailored pair of dark blue denim trousers. Her legs are long and straight, and the perfect waist-to-hip ratio creates an alluring visual effect, making people unable to resist staring at that slender waist and letting their imagination run wild.
This kind of figure, which can be described as superb, will always make people want to take a second look, except for one situation—
What if this stunningly beautiful woman is your stern and unsmiling new boss?
Stopping in her tracks, Xing Lan casually glanced at the crowd of people pretending to be busy with their heads down. Her cold and delicate face, illuminated by the incandescent light, exuded an even more unapproachable aloofness.
She has a pair of narrow, almond-shaped eyes with slightly thin eyelids. There is a very small red mole above her left eye. It is not only small but also light in color, and it is almost invisible from a social distance.
He placed a document on the edge of the table, tapped it lightly twice with his slender fingertips, his delicate brows furrowed slightly, and his dark eyes revealed no emotion whatsoever.
Who is in charge of this project proposal?
The entire office held their breath, exchanging glances for a moment, and no one spoke.
Xing Lan pursed her lips, a barely perceptible hint of displeasure flashing across her face.
After a long while, a girl sitting in the corner pushed up her round-framed glasses and said softly, "This...this should be the responsibility of Fatty's group."
The fattest man in the office looked up hurriedly at the sound and forced a slightly stiff smile at Xing Lan: "What's wrong, Xiao Xing? Is there a problem with the plan?"
Xing Lan's eyes shifted slightly, and after meeting his gaze, she bowed slightly and said clearly, word by word: "The creativity is insufficient, the concept is unclear, the biggest selling point of the product is not clearly highlighted, and it lacks core competitiveness."
Without even glancing at the document on the table, he casually tossed it into the trash can beside him.
"Your team should revise the proposal and submit it to me by tomorrow. — Thank you for your hard work."
His tone was cold, and although his face was expressionless, it sent chills down one's spine, making one gasp involuntarily.
Before tomorrow.
This clearly means they're all being kept on to work overtime.
Sitting at the workstation where game merchandise was displayed was a man wearing a hoodie and with a buzz cut. His name was Deng Hao, and he and Xing Lan were college classmates. They joined the company around the same time.
However, Xing Lan has now become a highly respected director, while he is still just an ordinary deputy team leader.
For this reason, he usually disliked Xing Lan. Upon hearing the sudden overtime notice, he immediately frowned and clicked his tongue impatiently.
After giving his instructions, Xing Lan didn't look at anyone again, turned around and went back to his director's office, his long, straight legs moving with a brisk pace.
As the footsteps faded into the distance, Deng Hao immediately slammed the innocent black mouse in his hand down.
"Isn't that guy surnamed Xing just promoted to director? He's acting like he's got nothing to do with people all day long!"
People were already dissatisfied with working overtime, and upon hearing this, they all began to agree.
"Exactly, exactly. It's one thing for him to roll his own balls, but we're all looking forward to getting off work."
"When he first joined the company, it was Brother Pang who mentored him and did his best for him. Now that he's been promoted, he doesn't care about his old colleagues at all."
"Look at him, doesn't he look like a robot without emotions?"
"No, no, no, AI is developing so rapidly now, even robots are more human-like than him..."
"Alright, alright, it's not easy for Xiao Xing to get to a high-level position at such a young age." Seeing the topic getting more and more off track, Fatty clapped his hands to interrupt, "The last plan did have many shortcomings, and Xiao Xing was just being responsible for his work. Everyone, let's work hard tonight and try to finish as soon as possible."
Once Fatty smoothed things over, most people stopped complaining and got back to work.
Apart from Deng Hao.
He remained unhurried, a disdainful smile playing on his lips. As he twirled his pen, he suddenly quipped, "Someone like him, will he rise to the top, or will he be taken down by the higher-ups?"
Upon hearing this, the men around him smiled knowingly, exchanging knowing glances.
A young man who had recently joined the company peeked out and whispered gossip, "Do you guys think that Brother Xing and President Liao really have that kind of relationship?"
Deng Hao snorted coldly and replied without hesitation, "Of course, what else could it be?"
He then twirled his pen, analyzing the situation with indignation.
"In terms of seniority, he can't compare to our Fatty, right? In terms of work ability, I'm no worse than him."
"He's just a pretty boy with a sissy look. Who knows how he got promoted? He's so cold to us, but he's incredibly obsequious to Boss Liao."
"—Didn't you guys notice he's got some dark circles under his eyes lately? He's obviously been overindulging! Who knows what he's doing every night instead of sleeping."
Deng Hao crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, his brows furrowed in disgust, his expression exaggerated.
The young man looked on with a skeptical expression: "Really? That's so exciting?"
"Really?" A female employee who had been with the company for many years touched her chin and hesitated. "I think Brother Xing is a pretty good person."
“Last time I had a stomachache and rested at my workstation for a while, he saw me but didn’t say anything. He even asked someone to buy me medicine. Although he’s usually a bit cold, he doesn’t seem like that kind of person.”
The young woman sitting next to her nodded in complete agreement, her tone revealing an undisguised excitement: "And he's really handsome... Just with that face, he completely outshines all the male celebrities in the Chinese entertainment industry."
"I see him every day on my way to work, he's so pleasing to the eye!"
Upon hearing someone speak up for Xing Lan, Deng Hao immediately felt embarrassed.
"Tsk...you women are so superficial. In today's society, what matters is strength."
He coughed lightly, pulled a black pen from the pen holder, his eyes filled with intense contempt and resentment, the sharp nib pointing directly at the director's office beside him—
"Do you dare to bet that within a month, he'll have to slink off that position in disgrace?"
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Back in her office, Xing Lan had just sat down at her computer when her phone on the table rang.
"Ding-dong."
A new message popped up in the pop-up window.
Mu Bai is not a cypress: [Hi~ I saw your post looking for a roommate on the local forum. Have you found one yet? ^_^]
Xing Lan swiped open her phone, and Xiu Bai tapped the screen a few times with his finger.
L: [No.]
After replying, he was about to put his phone back when another text message came from the other end.
Mu Bai is not a cypress: [Can we arrange a time to meet up? \(≧v≦)/ I think we're quite compatible~~ (cat heart emoji)]
Xing Lan glanced at her phone, which had lit up again, and looked at the cute emoticons that kept appearing in the chat box, the sticky interjections at the end of sentences, and the adorable kitten avatar on the far left.
He frowned and typed quickly.
L: [Sorry, I'm only looking for guys.]
After sending the message, I silenced my phone and tossed it aside to focus on my work.
He was busy until after 11 p.m. When he turned off the lights and was about to leave work, he picked up his phone by chance and found that the other person had been sending him dozens of new messages since he rejected her, several of which were voice messages.
I casually clicked on one of the links, and a clear, bright, yet slightly aggrieved young voice immediately rang out in the dark and cold office.
I'm a guy, I just talk in a cute way sometimes. If you don't like it, I can change it later.
[I saw on your profile that you also graduated from Ningzhong High School. I'm a few years younger than you, so I should be considered your junior o(^ ^)o]
Why aren't you replying? Did you block me? QAQ
[Puppy wiping away tears emoji]
It turned out to be a man, and he was even his junior from university.
Xing Lan pursed his lips, lowered his head to type, his dark hair hanging down, making his profile look even paler and thinner.
The other person was so polite and sincere, yet he took the liberty of misunderstanding his gender and left him hanging on the cold internet like a dried-up salted fish for so long. Xing Lan felt a little guilty and his tone unconsciously softened.
L: [Sorry, I was busy just now.]
L: [QR code.jpg]
L: [This is my WeChat ID, add me.]
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When Xing Lan was five years old, her mother jumped off a building in the middle of the night. Xing Lan witnessed her suicide and has since suffered from severe post-traumatic stress disorder.
I'm afraid of dark, enclosed spaces and have difficulty falling asleep when I'm alone.
Even if I finally manage to fall asleep in the middle of the night, I will immediately wake up from nightmares that are getting more and more frightening.
This illness had plagued him for many years. With the increased work pressure after his recent promotion, his symptoms became more severe and could no longer be temporarily controlled with medication as before.
During his latest follow-up appointment, the psychologist told him seriously that his current physical condition was no longer suitable for living alone, and that he needed someone to be with him at all times, especially when he slept at night.
To prevent chronic insomnia from affecting his work, Xing Lan posted on a local website a few days ago, offering to waive all rent in exchange for a gentle, clean, same-sex roommate to sleep with him every night and act as a human comforter.
After the post was published, several people contacted him.
Xing Lan had only spoken a few words with them when, inexplicably, they sent her sexy photos of their private parts, accompanied by ambiguous and suggestive messages.
He later learned that they had mistaken him for a cunning gay man, and that words like "free" and "sleep" had a different meaning in their eyes.
Compared to those people, this netizen named Mu Bai is much more normal.
The greetings are warm and friendly without being offensive, and the pictures sent are only cute emojis.
At least so far, Xing Lan has not seen his poised bird or his calves in white socks.
After adding Mu Bai as a WeChat friend, Xing Lan glanced at Mu Bai's Moments, which were full of sunny photos of a blond boy.
The boy was around twenty years old, with slightly dark skin, somewhat long hair, and excellent facial bone structure. His long, narrow phoenix eyes had slightly upturned corners, giving him a natural air of a half-smile.
In every photo, he smiles brightly at the camera, clearly a vibrant and life-loving college student, radiating a clean and refreshing youthful energy.
He seems like a pretty easy person to get along with.
The two chatted on WeChat for a few days. The boy told Xing Lan that his name was Li Baidong, he was from Haishi, and his parents brought him to Ningshi when he was thirteen or fourteen years old. He is now studying at Ningda University.
The reason I want to move out of the school dormitory is because my roommate has terrible living habits. He wears socks for three months before changing them and only takes a shower once every six months.
Moreover, he never cleaned or took out the trash, and every time he passed by the bed, there was a strong stench that made him suffer.
After a brief online chat, Xing Lan discovered that Li Baidong typed very quickly and talked a lot.
I seem to have been a little too enthusiastic towards him.
Like a puppy locked in a pet shop, it wags its tail vigorously at the crowd on the opposite street through the transparent glass, desperately trying to sell itself to a passing customer.
Xing Lan thought about it and figured that students his age, who had just come of age and hadn't yet experienced the harsh realities of society, were prone to having an excessive desire to share, which was understandable.
One early morning, he received a new message from the other party.
[Brother, if there are no problems, I'd like to move in this weekend, is that okay? (heart emoji) (eagerly waiting with a bowl in hand)]
"Okay." Xing Lan glanced at the calendar on the bedside table and replied.
A note from the author:
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The story is starting! [Sprinkling flowers][Sprinkling flowers] Welcome all the lovely beauties and little darlings o3o (giving a VIP sofa) [Kiss][Kiss][Pink heart]
Pre-order now for "The Honest Man's Crossdressing Livestream Reveals His True Colors," a story of a high-ranking, self-conquering seme and an introverted, stuttering, obedient uke. Synopsis below:
Fang Lianzhou, who came from a poor family, was thin, introverted, and had a slight stutter.
He lived an honest and upright life, but in order to pay for his sister's medical treatment, he had to dress up as a woman and do live streams online.
Wearing fluorescent bunny ears and a cringeworthy maid dress that barely reaches her thighs, she awkwardly thanks her older brother while trying to sway her hips in front of the camera.
Outside, everyone looked down on him because of his poor family background and boring personality, and they ridiculed him.
Online, however, countless wealthy men lavishly spend money on him, showering him with expensive gifts, just to hear him timidly say "Thank you, thank you, brother."
No matter how fierce the competition was, his number one spot was always held by the same person.
That mysterious big shot who quietly enters the live stream room on time every day, and then decisively logs off after watching the live stream.
At the request of the live streaming guild, Fang Lianzhou took the initiative to ask for the big shot's contact information.
When the familiar number appeared on the screen, he froze, too scared to breathe—
For so long, the "darling husband" he shamelessly called out every night turned out to be his ex-boyfriend's stern, high-ranking older brother.
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The wealthy Mu family has two young masters who, apart from looking somewhat alike, have completely different personalities.
The eldest son is calm and aloof, with exceptional skills. He never gets close to women and is the carefully groomed heir to power in the family.
The young master, on the other hand, is a dissolute playboy who spends his days indulging in pleasure and changes lovers every week.
Mu Yuansheng had always looked down on the group of women surrounding his younger brother, finding them pretentious, shallow, and boring.
He didn't know until he got home from get off work that he happened to see his brother watching TV on the sofa with his new girlfriend.
The young man held in her arms was exceptionally handsome, with delicate features and a shy demeanor. He spoke softly, yet his voice was incredibly alluring.
Under the pretext of helping his younger brother vet the boys, he had his assistant thoroughly investigate the men.
Therefore, all the secrets that honest Fang Lianzhou had hidden online were discovered.
Mu Yuansheng went to work as usual during the day, but became obsessed with live streaming at night, and gradually developed feelings for her.
As the eldest son, he was taught from a young age to be considerate of his younger brother.
This time, however, he set aside his status as the elder brother and fought and snatched it.
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Fang Lianzhou was a little sad because his first relationship ended in being cheated on by a playboy, but not too much, since he was busy making money through live streaming.
After discovering that the top-ranked person on the leaderboard was his ex-boyfriend's older brother, he felt ashamed as he recalled how shamelessly he had tried to please the man for a few tips. He quickly deleted his account, trying to pretend nothing had happened.
But a man drove up in a luxury car worth hundreds of millions to her door, expressionless, and asked for the benefits of being a level 100 fan.
That evening, Fang Lianzhou was forced to wear a lace blindfold, her slender wrists bound by a silk tie, and she stammered, unable to speak.
But Mu Yuansheng kept asking him questions in his low, hoarse voice.
"Do you dress like this in front of Mu Junming?"
"Between me and my brother, who do you like more?"
"It's better that the account is gone..."
"From now on, whatever you wear, you can only show it to me."
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