02 : It'll happen when you touch it

 The entire room fell silent instantly.

The man who had started the fight changed his expression. He didn't recognize Yin Luo, but judging from his clothes and appearance, the other party's identity was definitely not simple; he was someone not to be trifled with.

But apologizing would be tantamount to slapping him in the face; he would not only be kicked out of the venue but also lose Duan Qixuan's money. So, after a long silence, he could only stand there in astonishment, his face pale.

Most of the people present were equally surprised.

They had originally come to watch the spectacle of an illegitimate child being bullied, but things had developed far beyond their expectations.

The young master... seemed to be on Duan Muze's side.

Yin Luo raised his eyebrows slightly, a small gesture he made when he was impatient.

This villain was too low-class. Wasn't he quite shameless and fierce when he was causing trouble? Now he couldn't even pretend; he just stood there, staring at them with a stupid look on his face.

Of course, he wasn't the only one staring.

Yin Luo could feel the gazes of the people around him.

One of them came from Duan Muze.

Cold and shallow, with his unique icy quality.

Compared to before, it had a hint of inquiry.

After a brief silence, Yin Luo decided to end the task. He moved his lips, about to say something, when someone behind him warned, "Yin Luo, don't go forward, watch out for broken glass."

Yin Luo turned around, and Li Feiran smiled at him before stepping forward to shield the boy behind him,

perfectly blocking a certain gaze.

Li Feiran felt slightly relieved. He glanced at Duan Muze for a few seconds, revealing an expression similar to "disdain when facing a love rival," before turning to the other side: "What's going on?"

Things were escalating. The man who had been picking a fight started sweating, pausing for a few seconds before finally stammering, "I... was... was he..."

Li Feiran interrupted him halfway through: "You know they added a few surveillance cameras here last night, right?"

These words completely crushed the man. He had deliberately avoided the surveillance cameras according to the diagram Duan Qixuan had given him, but that diagram had been given to him a week ago, and he was unaware of the added cameras.

If the surveillance footage were retrieved, the truth would soon be known—he hadn't expected that someone would stand up for a child born out of wedlock.

He wouldn't be able to earn that money.

"I...I'm sorry, it was...I bumped into you by accident. "

After saying that, the man bent over and slunk away. 

The waiter apologized to everyone and began cleaning the floor, and the men and women who had come to watch the commotion gradually dispersed. 

The farce came to an end. Yinluo's task was also over. But he still hadn't heard his favorability rating increase. 

He frowned, tilted his head from the side of the man in front of him to look at Duan Muze, and wondered if something was wrong. "Yinluo, let's go back." 

"If you don't want to play games, then play something else." 

"Yinluo? Yinyin?" The sudden intimate way of addressing him made Yinluo come to his senses and only then did he notice Li Feiran. Perhaps it was because he had overshadowed him that his favorability rating hadn't increased. 

Yin Luo shifted all the blame to Li Feiran, his tone full of dissatisfaction: "Don't call me that." 

"Fine." The other party, unaware of this, continued to stare at the boy's tilted head, "Yin Yin—" "..." 

The deliberately drawn-out ending and teasing laugh made Yin Luo's face flush, his fair skin instantly turning a beautiful pink. 

A cold gaze fell on him again. Yin Luo was completely oblivious: [Li Feiran really hates me.] 

The system couldn't find any favorability ratings besides the protagonist: [Host, you can end the mission now.] Not yet. 

Favorability ratings hadn't increased. 

Yin Luo was a rather homebody and didn't like attending banquets like today's. 

Since he had come out, he had to gain some favorability back. 

At the very least, he had to get back the one point he had lost. He looked up, heading in Duan Muze's direction, and met his gaze. 

Those eyes seemed to be suppressed by some emotion, deep and dark. 

Had this person been looking at him the whole time? Soon, Yin Luo automatically ignored the thought; he was preoccupied with how to increase his favorability rating and couldn't spare any attention for anything else. 

Perhaps he should offer more help to Duan Muze, whose clothes were completely dirty. Yin Luo took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket, wondering how to naturally hand it to Duan Muze. 

Seeing that he hadn't moved for a while, Li Feiran assumed he was tired and said ingratiatingly, "Yin Yin, let me get you your wine glass." This instantly reminded Yin Luo. 

So, the young master indeed refused Li Feiran's offer, took a few steps towards Duan Muze, and handed him the wine glass: "Here." After a moment, Duan Muze took the wine glass without any emotion. 

Having finally completed his task, Yin Luo turned around, ignoring the other's gaze and Li Feiran who had been following behind, and left the banquet. Only after that slender figure had completely disappeared did Duan Muze look down. 

There was a handkerchief under the wine glass. 

That was Yin Luo's original intention, but Duan Muze had ignored it. 

Because at this moment, he was completely attracted by the little bit of liquid hanging on the rim of the wine glass. It was a trace of being drunk. 

Pale red, broken wine, almost hanging. Duan Muze looked away, but the boy's face kept flashing in his mind—proud, bright, especially the pink at the corners of his eyes and earlobes. Also, his lips were so red, was it because he drank red wine? * [Affection +5!] 

[It's increased! We've increased!] "..." 

The system's voice finally sounded in his mind, and Yin Luo breathed a sigh of relief. He licked his slightly dry lips: [System, are you a little slow?] 

The system's first job was met with doubt about its business ability, and its tone became tearful: [No, you don't believe me, waaaah...] 

Faced with the sudden coquettishness, Yin Luo was stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and comforted the non-existent dog head of the system: [I believe you, maybe Duan Muze just saw the handkerchief I gave him now.] The system's mood immediately improved: " Host, you can rest for a while. 

The next mission is in five days." Yinluo asked, "Is it still about increasing the male lead's favorability?" The system replied, "Yes." 

Aside from Duan Muze, Yinluo didn't need to increase the favorability of other target characters; what she needed to increase was the "bullying value." Duan Muze's bullying value would only become visible after his favorability reached a certain level. 

The higher the bullying value, the higher the score, and the faster the mission was completed. The first mission went quite well, and Yinluo was in a good mood. 

Even her tone when refusing Li Feiran's invitation to go skiing was much more tactful and gentle.

After being refused, he took out his phone and called his family driver to pick him up, not noticing the driver's disappointed expression.

*

The Yin family's villa was located in the wealthy area of ​​Fog City.

The villa was built a long time ago, and the decoration was not in line with current trends. The dark wooden floors creaked underfoot, and the overall look was simple and old-fashioned.

Yin Luo liked it here; the environment was somewhat similar to the house he used to live in.

This made him feel a bit dependent on it in this virtual

world .

Yin's parents hadn't returned home yet; the elders of wealthy families seemed to be very busy. Yin Luo greeted the family's maids and went to his room.

His room was on the second floor. Although he was a villain, everything in the room looked very ordinary—bed, wardrobe, and desk—with no strange quirks.

Yin Luo rarely wore suits, and he had already taken off his jacket. The hem of his shirt, which had been folded in his pants, was casually pulled out, revealing a section of his slender, fair waist.

His skin was translucent and radiant under the light, highlighting his pampered upbringing.

Taking off his clothes wasn't enough; he needed to take a shower.

Yinluo was very sensitive to smells.

Even though the suit was new, he could still smell a faint scent of perfume and food.

He felt a little disgusted, took clean clothes from the closet, and turned to go into the bathroom.

*

When he came out of the bathroom, he heard voices coming from downstairs.

Judging from the voices, it was Yinluo's parents returning. Although they were both busy with work, they weren't people who neglected their families. Yinluo had been there for three days, and every evening he was invited to eat and chat together.

Hearing the commotion, Yinluo's mother called from downstairs, "Yinyin, come down for dinner!"

"Okay!" Yinluo replied, casually tossing a towel into the laundry basket outside the bathroom door and immediately went downstairs.

He thought only his parents were downstairs, but there was a young man on the sofa. He was also looking in Yinluo's direction.

Yinluo paused.

The system sensed the host's change in mood and immediately comforted him: [He's not the target, don't be afraid~]

Yinluo's shoulders relaxed: [I'm not afraid, I'm just in a good mood right now and too lazy to bully others.]

The system praised him enthusiastically and continued, "[He is your older brother, the eldest son of the Yin family, Yin Yuzhou.]" Yin

Luo gave a meaningful "Oh."

In the original story, Yin Yuzhou was sent abroad to study at a young age, so the relationship between the two brothers was relatively distant. Yin Luo was dependent on her family, so she had been showing affection for Yin Yuzhou ever since he returned to China.

However, Yin Yuzhou was naturally cold and indifferent to family ties, and did not like his notorious younger brother.

Therefore, when Yin Luo was attacked and retaliated against by the male lead and several male supporting characters, she did not offer any help.

"Yin Yin, what are you standing there for? Come sit down! Your brother is home today too." Seeing Yin Luo standing still, Yin's mother quickly

called her over, "This child is shy. She hasn't seen her brother for more than a month, she must miss him."

The character setting had to be maintained.

Yin Luo walked over. Yin's parents sat in a row on the sofa, while Yin Yuzhou sat alone opposite them.

Although they were brothers, the man didn't resemble him; his features were more defined and sculpted, and he exuded an aura of "do not disturb" just by sitting there.

Yin Luo, maintaining his persona, sat down very close to Yin Yuzhou.

The boy's damp, musty scent suddenly wafted over, accompanied by a soft, low "Brother."

Yin Yuzhou paused.

Yin Luo had called him with the intention of being friendly, not noticing the man's slight stiffness. He just felt the position wasn't ideal.

The cold air from the air conditioner was blowing directly on him.

He had just showered and was only wearing a loose T-shirt, which, combined with the lingering moisture, immediately caused goosebumps to rise on his skin.

Yin Luo couldn't help but shiver.

Yin Yuzhou, pressed close to the boy, naturally felt it. But the man interpreted this slight shiver as fear.

His younger brother was afraid of him.

Yet, even in fear, he still leaned closer.

A complex emotion welled up in Yin Yuzhou's heart.

After a moment, he let out a low hum: "Hmm."

The two younger relatives remained silent, listening to Yin's parents chat, presumably about recent trivial matters. After a while, Yin Luo felt he'd freeze if he didn't get up soon, so he made an excuse: "Dad, Mom, would you like something to drink? I'll go get it from the kitchen."

Yin's parents doted on him and were overjoyed to see his filial piety: "There's orange juice in the fridge. Be careful not to cut your fingers on the glass."

Yin Luo: "..."

He was the villain; how could a villain be so clumsy?

After silently accepting his parents' care, Yin Luo looked to the other side: "Brother, would you like some orange juice?"

*

After taking four glasses from the kitchen cabinet, Yin Luo carefully poured the orange juice.

Sure enough, even his own brother, Yin Yuzhou, didn't like him, the villain.

He was just politely asking, and now he had to bring an extra glass.

Yin Luo carried the poured orange juice to the coffee table. This time, he was a little distance from Yin Yuzhou, and the air conditioning temperature was just right.

Yinmu picked up a glass of orange juice, took

a couple of sips, and suddenly asked, "By the way, Yinyin, have you thought about the business?"

The marriage proposal to Shang Chengnin, the heir to the business empire, was something Yinmu had suggested a few days ago. She had heard about Yinluo's recent situation but hadn't asked directly, assuming he was being deceived by some shady character. She simply wanted to help him find a proper partner.

She hadn't forced Yinluo to go on blind dates, but had asked for his opinion first.

Yinluo hadn't answered then, but after being asked again today, he drooped his eyelids, looking unhappy: "I'm still young, I don't want to get married."

Yinmu smiled: "It's just a meeting. You're only twenty, of course marriage is too early."

"I don't want to date older people, they're so old-fashioned." Yinluo still refused. "I'd rather spend all my time with you. I want to spend more time with you."

After saying that, he turned to look at Yinyuzhou: "I also want to obediently spend time with my brother." Yinluo

habitually dragged out the last syllable when he complained, his voice sounding slow and soft.

Yinyuzhou couldn't help but look at him differently.

The boy was slender, but his back was straight. He had his eyelashes lowered, his lips slightly pursed, and he would glance at him every now and then, as if seeking his approval.

He sat on the sofa, looking very small. He

seemed a little pitiful ,

but also very well-behaved.

After a moment, Yin Yuzhou slowly spoke, "Yinyin is still young. Let's talk about it when he's ready."

Yin's parents didn't press the matter further.

Yin Luo's eyebrows curved into a slight smile.

He smiled. Yin Yuzhou thought.

Was it because he called him "Yinyin"?

If just calling him by his nickname could make his younger brother happy, he wouldn't mind calling him that from now on.

At this moment, Yin Yuzhou didn't know that what made Yin Luo smile was the system voice in his mind—

[Host, Shang Chengning's bullying value has increased a little.]

[You think he's old-fashioned.]

The bullying value increased without even meeting him.

Yin Luo felt that he was a born villain.

*

After resting at home for a few days, Yin Luo went to the hospital to complete his next mission.

He was there to increase Duan Muze's favorability.

As the male lead, Duan Muze's background was indeed tragic. He had endured many hardships in his childhood, and after finally graduating, his mother became a vegetable due to a car accident.

To pay for the expensive medical bills, he had to bow his head and beg the Duan family.

After entering the Duan family, Duan Qixuan was afraid that he would seize the family property, so he demanded that he enter the entertainment industry, otherwise the medical expenses would be stopped.

But all of this happened a few years ago.

Duan Muze's situation is much better now. Although he's not famous yet, his earnings are enough to cover his medical expenses. He's also not as ashamed in the Duan family as before.

Yin Luo timed it perfectly. After seeing the male lead enter the elevator, he quickened his pace before the crowd arrived.

If it weren't for the mission, he wouldn't have come to a crowded place.

Yin Luo hates being touched.

But hospital elevators are always packed, with people constantly getting in. As

others squeezed, he moved to the side, the air thickening.

—Until he was squeezed into a corner, his arm touched something cold and metallic.

Yin Luo couldn't help but shiver.

His gaze moved upwards inch by inch, and then, half of Duan Muze's profile came into view. What he touched was the other's watch.

The people next to him jostled again.

This time, Yin Luo's arm touched the watch again.

His skin almost immediately turned pink.

Yin Luo pursed his lips, took a breath, and looked up at the man next to him.

He frowned: "Move over there a bit."

His voice was muffled and tearful. Duan Muze even saw a layer of mist rise in those beautiful eyes, and the deep red corners of them.

Before he could even think about why such a delicate person would be at the hospital, the man's first reaction was—

just a couple of touches, why is she crying?

Yin Luo noticed Duan Muze move to an empty spot.

He sniffed, managing to hold back his tears.

He didn't want to either.

But this body was his own.

Height, skin, even the location of his moles were exactly the same.

And of course, that included what he had always deliberately hidden—his incontinence—his sensitivity to even the slightest touch

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