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 The force on his ankle grew heavier and heavier, and Song Yu couldn't help but let out a soft cry.

The sound was like the whimper of a young animal, scratching at Bo Chi's heart through his chest.

"It hurts..."

Song Yu's eyes were misty, his eyelashes were wet, and his expression was very aggrieved.

Bo Chi was stunned. He was obviously very annoyed and angry, but he still subconsciously reduced the force.

Song Yu's ankle was very white and healthy, without any pigment. At this moment, there were several finger marks on it, mixed with the silver anklet.

Bo Chi's breathing became heavier.

He forced himself to look away and saw Song Yu biting his lower lip, looking like he was about to cry.

Delicate.

In the end, Bo Chi let go. Afraid of making this delicate girl cry, he did not immediately shake her off, but placed her little by little on the white velvet blanket.

Even he himself was surprised by his patience.

"Tell me, who did you send it to?" Bo Chi leaned closer, then suddenly sneered, "Bo Rancen?"

"Does he like this kind of thing?"

Song Yu sniffed and shook her head in denial.

"Then who is it?"

Bo Chi's expression didn't relax at all; he seemed determined to get to the bottom of it. Song Yu stammered for a long time before finally lying and saying it was for her boyfriend.

Bo Chi's lips froze, and he repeated, word by word, "Boy-...friend?"

Song Yu gave a guilty "Mmm," not daring to look up.

Bo Chi's eyelids twitched, and for some reason, a sour feeling welled up in his heart: "Didn't you tell me last time that you didn't have anyone you liked? You lied to me again?"

"Song Yu, are you making a fool of me?"

Noticing Bo Chi's sour expression, Song Yu explained, "I...I only recently started dating someone."

Bo Chi's tone was low: "You're with me every day, how could you have time to date someone?"

Song Yu was also a little confused, but luckily she suddenly thought of an excuse: "It's an online relationship..."

Bo Chi paused, then didn't speak again, sitting silently on the sofa, the atmosphere heavy.

The entire living room was silent.

Song Yu's scalp tingled. Seeing that Bo Chi remained silent, he pulled his foot back and slowly tried to remove the anklet with his slender, white fingers.

His fingers were trembling, and he struggled for a long time without success, his fingers becoming red from the pendant.

Song Yu was getting a little annoyed, but the man sitting on the sofa seemed to be in an even worse mood. He cautiously probed, "Brother Chi, I'll transfer the money for the anklet to you..."

Bo Chi stared at him, his eyes deep: "You think you can distance yourself from me just because you have a boyfriend?"

Song Yu: "...No."

Only after realizing what he'd said did Bo Chi realize that his voice was filled with jealousy.

What did Song Yu having a boyfriend have to do with him?

He tried to convince himself not to care, but Bo Chi couldn't help asking Song Yu about the situation. He had someone sit on the sofa, staring at the other's fleshy earlobes, asking more questions than he was digging into his household registration.

Including when they met, how many days they'd been dating, and whether they'd even met in person.

Song Yu's mind was completely blank, and he gave vague, perfunctory answers.

"I... I added him by accident."

"We just started dating."

"We haven't met in person yet..."

He didn't know why Bo Chi was asking these questions, so he pretended that Gu Zeshu was the online friend, answering the questions with a mix of truth and lies.

Bo Chi's expression remained serious: "You dare to find a partner online? Aren't you afraid of being scammed?"

After spending time together, he found Song Yu to be very naive, completely clueless about relationships.

So pretty, yet so clueless, and trying to do online dating—it's one thing to get scammed out of money, but he might end up getting himself involved.

"Brother Chi, it's okay, he's a very nice person,"

Song Yu whispered.

Bo Chi snorted inwardly.

They'd only known each other for a few days, and she was already speaking up for another man.

She'd never said anything good about him after all this time.

Oh well.

Why should he care about Song Yu? She was just a little tail following him around.

Bo Chi didn't bring up the topic again, pointing to the washed strawberries on the coffee table, and said gruffly, "They're washed."

He'd even washed strawberries for this ungrateful little brat.

Song Yu ate one bite awkwardly and didn't reach for anything else. Bo Chi was standing nearby, so he couldn't easily text Gu Zeshu. He whispered, "Brother Chi, I'll go back now."

Running away after making him angry?

Bo Chi said calmly, "Auntie has already prepared dinner."

Song Yu pursed his lips, "Then let's eat."

The two got up one after the other and sat facing each other in the dining room. Song Yu kept his head down, wanting to finish dinner quickly so he could go back to his mission. Suddenly, the person opposite him said, "He asked you to wear that kind of thing in a picture and send it to him?"

Song Yu's shoulders twitched, he glanced at Bo Chi and quickly lowered his head again, "...Yeah."

Bo Chi didn't ask any more questions.

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief and ate even faster.

"He's your first love," he added.

Song Yu hummed in agreement, then heard Bo Chi chuckle: "Just wait to get scammed."

"Don't come looking for me if you cry later."

Song Yu thought to himself that he was the sugar daddy, so even if Gu Zeshu cried, it would be because he had bullied him. But Bo Chi's words made him a little embarrassed, so he kept a low face and didn't say anything.

After dinner, Bo Chi didn't keep him any longer and called the driver to take him home.

Song Yu sat in the back seat, opened his chat with Gu Zeshu, and sent the photo, but the other party didn't reply.

There were still 24 hours left before the deadline for the task of being his sugar daddy, so Song Yu tried to persuade him again.

【Don't you like these with stars?】

【Then what kind do you like?】

Song Yu was quite tired that day, and seeing that the other party hadn't replied, he lay down to rest. He

fell asleep before eight o'clock.

After a while, the screen of his phone on the bedside table lit up.

*

Song Yu only saw the message from Gu Zeshu when he woke up the next day.

【Beautiful.】 Seeing a glimmer of hope, Song

Yu immediately texted Gu Zeshu: "I'll buy you everything you like in the future, do you agree?"

A reply quickly came: "Why do you want to be my sugar daddy?"

Song Yu stared at the message, a little worried: "How should I answer this, 009?" She

couldn't very well say she was a pervert.

009 thought the other person was the pervert, and replied: "You don't have to answer this question. You can say you'll give him your connections in the future, and he'll agree to be with you."

Song Yu followed the advice, searched online for some random romance novels about wealthy families, and painstakingly edited the lines, sending them over bit by bit.

【Follow me, and I'll give you what you want.】

【Whether it's money or resources.】

【You don't want your lyrics to go unsung, do you?】

Song Yu felt embarrassed and his cheeks burned after sending it.

Gu Zeshu would probably block him, right?

But soon, his phone vibrated.

Gu Zeshu: 【You know me very well.】

According to the information, Song Yu fell in love with Gu Zeshu at first sight at a banquet. He felt that Gu Zeshu's temperament was very different from those rich kids who mocked him, but the other party didn't know him.

Song Yu thought for a moment: 【I've seen you many times.】

There was no further reply.

Song Yu was a little uneasy and asked 009: 【Will he call the police directly...?】

009: 【Host, don't worry, wait a little longer, he's currently excited—beep—】

Song Yu: ?

009, having censored the word "excited," changed his words: 【...hesitating. 】 Song

Yu pursed his lips and got up to wash up.

Just as he finished washing his face, the voice in his head rang, indicating the mission was complete.

009: [Congratulations, host. The protagonist has agreed to your sponsorship. Mission complete. Reward: 3000 points.]

Song Yu's eyes widened.

So fast?

Gu Zeshu had transferred 50,000 yuan to him yesterday, meaning he still had quite a bit of money.

He thought he would only agree after the money ran out.

009 Against His Conscience: [Perhaps he's after the resources you provided.]

Anyway, the plot was going smoothly, so Song Yu didn't think about it anymore. After drying his face, he went back to his bedroom to get his phone.

Opening the chat window, he saw two messages from Gu Zeshu and his eyes widened.

Gu Zeshu: [I understand.]

Gu Zeshu: [I will do things to please you.]

*

Entertainment Company.

When Song Yu got out of the car, he looked up at the four characters "Xinguang Entertainment" in front of the building. He hadn't expected to be brought here.

An hour ago, when Bo Chi called him to say he was waiting for him downstairs, he only said he had something to do, and he assumed it was something like shopping.

Turns out he was here.

Song Yu felt a little uneasy and subconsciously moved closer to Bo Chi: "Brother Chi, what are we doing here?"

Bo Chi had light dark circles under his eyes, looking like he hadn't rested well: "Didn't you say a few days ago you liked that Lu Peixi? He's recording a song at the company today, you can get his autograph."

Song Yu was surprised: "Really?"

Bo Chi: "Have I ever lied to you?"

Lu Peixi is a rising star singer who's very popular recently. Later, Gu Zeshu will become his lyricist, and the two will mutually benefit.

Lu Peixi also appreciates Gu Zeshu's talent and has introduced him to many connections. Gu Zeshu was later chosen by a famous director to write a script for him, winning the Best Screenplay Award.

Because of this, Song Yu even listened to Lu Peixi's songs and found them to be quite good; the artistic lyrics paired with his tender voice were unique.

A while ago, he set the other person's song as his ringtone. After Bo Chi heard it, he asked him a few questions, and he casually recommended Lu Peixi to the other person. He

just didn't expect Bo Chi to remember.

Song Yu is someone who is very willing to remember the good things about others. He instantly forgot the unpleasantness of having his ankle massaged yesterday and relaxed his eyebrows and eyes: "Thank you!"

Bo Chi felt half of his body float: "Thank who?"

"Thank you, Brother Chi."

Bo Chi felt as if he had been electrocuted: "Go in."

"Xin Guang Entertainment" is the largest entertainment company, which has cultivated many famous artists.

After Song Yu went in, he attracted the attention of the artists. Everyone thought that he was a newcomer discovered by a discerning agent. After all, a handsome boy with such a pure appearance is very popular in the current entertainment industry.

As they went in and out, almost everyone's eyes would glance at Song Yu.

Bo Chi displeasedly pulled him to his side.

Song Yu did not notice any of this. He felt that he had been lucky lately - he had just completed a key task and was able to meet his favorite singer.

The recording room was on the fourth floor. When the two of them arrived, Lu Peixi had just come out of the rehearsal room.

Song Yu glanced at him.

The other man wasn't wearing makeup, his skin was pale and cool, and his wisps of hair fell just above his eyes. His

blue earrings shimmered.

Compared to his glamorous stage persona, Lu Peixi looked more like a cool and handsome college student.

He glanced briefly at Song Yu and Bo Chi, then quickly looked away.

A man with black-rimmed glasses beside him was his manager. Having been in the industry for so long, he naturally recognized Bo Chi and said, "Xiao Xi, this is Young Master Bo and his friend."

Bo Chi: "His name is Song Yu."

Seeing that Bo Chi valued the young man standing beside him, the manager knew what was going on and immediately changed his tone: "Young Master Song likes your songs, why don't you chat with him?"

Lu Peixi usually disdained socializing, but this red-haired boy named Song Yu piqued his interest.

Thinking he might be Gu Zeshu's partner, Song Yu greeted him with a friendly expression.

Why is he smiling so beautifully?

Lu Peixi hummed in response and looked away.

But after a while, he couldn't help but look at Song Yu again.

His skin was so white. "

And those eyes are so big. "

A man's intuition made Bo Chi feel threatened by Lu Peixi.

He had wanted to be nicer to Song Yu so he could outshine his online boyfriend and break up with him sooner, but then he regretted bringing Song Yu along.

"Didn't you want an autograph?"

Bo Chi reminded Song Yu, wanting him to finish signing quickly and leave, but then his father called.

He had to leave temporarily, gently patting Song Yu's shoulder before leaving.

"I'll take this call, I'll be back in a bit,"

Song Yu nodded.

Lu Peixi, however, sensed the strong possessiveness in his voice.

The manager, with keen insight, left the room, leaving only Song Yu and Lu Peixi, two strangers, in the small space.

Song Yu wasn't good at communicating with strangers and stood there awkwardly, unsure what to do.

But soon, Lu Peixi handed him a small card with his photo on it.

Song Yu looked up at him.

Despite staring at her for two minutes, Lu Peixi was still stunned by her beautiful face and looked away. "Here's your autograph."

The other person was quite friendly, and Song Yu accepted it. "Thank you."

"You've heard my songs?"

"Hmm..."

"Which song do you like best?"

Song Yu said the song title, and Lu Peixi's eyes lit up: "Right? I also think that song is the best, it's a pity not many people like it."

The two started chatting, and somehow Lu Peixi started talking about lyrics. Song Yu casually mentioned Gu Zeshu: "I have a friend who writes really good lyrics."

Lu Peixi became interested: "Let me see?"

"It's not on my phone."

Song Yu regretted not taking a picture, otherwise she could have successfully recommended Gu Zeshu.

"It's okay, add me on WeChat, and send it to me later." Lu Peixi said casually.

Song Yu was a little surprised: "Do you guys allow people to add each other as friends? Doesn't the manager care?"

Of course they do.

But Lu Peixi inexplicably wanted Song Yu's contact information: "That's a work WeChat, add me personally."

Song Yu nodded, but just as she took out her phone to scan the QR code, a cold voice sounded behind her: "What are you doing?"

Song Yu's shoulders stiffened in fright, and she immediately turned off her phone.

The man's voice was cold and hostile. Of course, the same hostility began to appear in Lu Peixi's eyes as well. He gave a slight smirk, but remained polite: "Young Master Bo, I had a pleasant chat with your friend and would like to add you on WeChat."

"No need. If he wants to contact you again, I'll personally bring him over."

Bo Chi emphasized the word "personally."

The atmosphere was a little off.

Even the oblivious Song Yu sensed it. For a moment, he felt like Bo Chi was a husband catching his wife cheating.

Song Yu tried to shake off these strange thoughts and break the awkward atmosphere: "Brother Chi, I have the autograph, you can go back now."

Bo Chi's expression returned to normal, and his voice softened noticeably: "Let's go."

Song Yu obediently followed behind him.

When Lu Peixi came to his senses, he realized he had been staring at the door for five minutes.

*

The call Bo Chi had just received was from his father. He had some business to attend to here, and Song Yu was about to wait in the lobby when he accidentally bumped into someone.

His phone fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry."

After Song Yu finished speaking, the other person picked up his phone: "Here."

"Thank you..."

He didn't even look at who it was, took the phone, and obediently sat down in the living room to wait.

*

On the other side, after Gu Zeshu finished tidying up his newly rented apartment, he sat on the sofa, repeatedly fiddling with the bank card Song Yu had given him.

The handwriting on the card was very neat.

Gu Zeshu had brought the bank card with him today, not to check the balance.

He wanted to know if anyone would actually remember his birthday.

And it was true.

It turned out that while he was desperately trying to please the Gu family, there was someone silently watching over him.

Song Yu probably had never been in a relationship, and didn't even know how to express his feelings, only giving him money and saying it was for keeping him.

Gu Zeshu's heart felt like it was filled with a gentle warmth.

His phone suddenly vibrated twice.

Gu Zeshu's usually indifferent lips curved slightly into a smile. He opened it, and when he realized the message wasn't from Song Yu, the smile disappeared.

Zong Fei: [Do you know who I saw today?]

Zong Fei: [Hint: A great beauty!] Gu

Zeshu put down his phone without replying. A moment later, Zong Fei called back: "Hello."

Gu Zeshu said indifferently, "I'm busy."

"Busy my ass!" Zong Fei, afraid the other would really hang up, didn't keep him in suspense. "I saw Song Yu at the company today."

Gu Zeshu paused.

Zong Fei knew this guy well; silence meant interest. "I saw he came with Bo Chi. They seemed to get along quite well."

"It seems Song Yu's WeChat is pinned to Bo Chi."

He knew Gu Zeshu was a rather passive person, and his purpose in saying this was to provoke him, hoping to get him to take the initiative.

Otherwise, he wouldn't say a word, and if the person he liked got snatched away by another man, he'd be crying.

Enough was enough; Zong Fei didn't press further and hung up.

Gu Zeshu lowered his eyes; the incandescent light from the ceiling made his face appear even more unapproachable than during the day.

After a moment ,

he reached out and tucked the bank card between his long, slender fingers, tapping it back and forth on the coffee table. After leaving the entertainment company,

Song

Yu was taken to a restaurant by Bo Chi, and then they went shopping.

Bo Chi didn't seem interested in buying anything, but asked him what he wanted.

Song Yu thought for a moment: "Comic books."

Bo Chi took him to a bookstore, let him pick out a few comics, and paid for them himself.

It was getting late, and Song Yu happily carried the books home with his driver.

In the car, 009 suddenly reminded him: [Host, the progress bar has increased by 5%, it's now 30%.]

Song Yu was a little confused.

The previous progress was increased by flattering Bo Chi and supporting Gu Zeshu, but he hadn't done anything today.

009: [Host, it's because of the increased intimacy with the protagonist that he sent you a message.]

Because the restaurant they went to was too quiet, Song Yu had put his phone on silent.

But... Gu Zeshu actually sent a message.

Song Yu immediately took out his phone.

Gu Zeshu: [Do you have someone you like?]

Song Yu paused, his cheeks burning with nervousness: "[009, did he find out I like him so quickly? Was I being that obvious?]" The

familiar, jealous-tinged sentence immediately told 009 that Gu Zeshu was jealous.

The fragments of their master had different personalities, but they all shared one thing in common—they were all incredibly jealous.

It reassured its host: "[Don't worry, the protagonist is just asking you a normal question. Just answer according to your character.]" "

[You have a crush on Gu Zeshu, and your family backgrounds are different. Even though Gu Zeshu has severed ties with the Gu family, you still feel you're not a good match for him, so you won't let him know you like him.]"

Song Yu nodded.

He understood.

So he replied: "[No.]"

He waited nervously for a while, and when he found the progress bar hadn't regressed, Song Yu relaxed.

*

He thought he could rest for a while after completing a key plot point, but when Song Yu woke up the next day, 009 issued another task.

Song Yu was unhappy and hid under the covers, not wanting to hear it.

After dawdling for several minutes, he finally poked his head out from under the covers, his little face drooping: "Your quick transmigration bureau really exploits its employees."

"How can there be such a dense schedule of tasks?"

Actually, there had been times when the tasks were even more frequent, but back then, 009 was aloof, and Song Yu didn't dare to say anything. Now that they were more familiar, he knew that the other party couldn't do anything to him, so he started to take advantage of the situation.

However, he wouldn't let 009 make things too difficult. After throwing a little tantrum, he started asking the other party to give him tasks.

009: [You need to arrange to meet Gu Zeshu at the hotel.]

"..."

Song Yu was incredulous: [So fast?]

It seems like we've only been officially kept together for two days...

009 explained: [According to the character setting, you have improper thoughts about Gu Zeshu, and once the other party agrees to be kept, you ca

n't help but ask to meet him.] Song Yu pursed his lips and said reluctantly: [Then, what should I do to him?]

009: [On the first meeting, you just need to hug him.]

He also reminded him: [Host, don't forget to tell him to turn off the lights.] Before

Song Yu could even message the other party, he was already blushing from the tasks.

He took a deep breath and started convincing himself.

He'd already paid so much, a hug shouldn't be a problem, right? He

wasn't going to do anything too outrageous.

That's right, he was the sugar daddy, so he should be assertive! Asking to meet was appropriate, and a hug was appropriate too.

Song Yu reached for his phone, then lay on the soft pillow to message the other party.

However, when it came to actually sending the message, he chickened out.

He slowly typed—"Can we meet?"

009: [Host, this is out of character.]

[You acted like a simp when you couldn't have him, but you're not so humble now that you have him.]

[You're the sugar daddy now, you can directly command him instead of asking for his opinion.]

That's right!

Song Yu nodded.

He was going to be the bad guy.

The deadline for the task was before midnight, not enough time.

Song Yu messaged Gu Zeshu: [Meet tonight.]

He sent it, clenching his fingers as he waited for a reply. Song Yu

felt that Gu Zeshu wouldn't agree so easily. If that didn't work, he would pester him relentlessly, saying he was in a bad mood and needed comforting. He just wanted to lure him out first.

However, none of Song Yu's methods worked.

The man's message came two minutes later.

Very concise.

Gu Zeshu: [Okay.]

...Hmm?

It seems he's already accepted the fact that he's being kept.

Song Yu continued to send messages with his reddened fingertips—

[Don't turn on the lights.]

[I look scary, I'm afraid I'll scare you.]

Five minutes passed, and there was still no reply.

Had he really been scared away?

Song Yu was still hesitating when several messages popped up in the chat box.

He lowered his eyes. Gu Zeshu had already booked a hotel and sent the address and room number.

The good news was that the hotel was very close to his apartment complex; the bad news was that he, a sugar daddy, actually needed his mistress to pay for a hotel.

009: [Host, I checked, that room costs several thousand a night. But it's all your money for keeping him, so it's considered your money.] Song

Yu feigned composure and continued sending messages: 【Well done.】

Gu Zeshu: 【I'll turn off the lights.】

Gu Zeshu: 【What do you need me to do?】

Originally just wanting a hug, Song Yu was annoyed because the other party had booked the hotel first, so he sent the words he had learned a few days ago:

【Of course, fulfill my needs.】

*

7 PM.

The early autumn temperature hadn't dropped yet, but a boy wearing a thick mask hurriedly entered the hotel elevator.

Even with most of his face obscured, one could tell from his delicate features how handsome the boy was.

As the elevator rose, Song Yu's heart pounded faster and faster.

He had never done anything so bold before.

Even when he was a pervert trying to steal a kiss from Xie Zhiyan in the first world, it was always in the training ground, not a place like a hotel.

It's okay.

Just a hug and then.

"Ding"—the

elevator arrived.

Stepping onto the soft carpet in the corridor, Song Yu's legs felt a little weak. Soon, he found his room.

The door was ajar; it was pitch black inside, the lights were off.

Song Yu pursed his lips, cautiously opened the door, and quickly closed it again, afraid the outside light would reflect onto his face.

The curtains seemed to be drawn as well, plunging the room into darkness.

Song Yu's eyes hadn't adjusted to the darkness yet, and he couldn't even tell if anyone was inside.

"Gu Zeshu?" The boy's voice trembled, muffled by his mask, echoing in the room.

A man's voice came through: "Yes, here."

It was Gu Zeshu's voice.

Song Yu relaxed.

After a moment, he realized the other's voice was incredibly close.

How...how was he supposed to hug him?

The room was very warm, and Song Yu's cheeks burned. He forced himself to ask, "Where are you?"

"To your right."

Song Yu carefully moved to the right, little by little.

But in this pitch-black environment, he couldn't even tell which way was which. He kept moving, and eventually ended up standing directly opposite Gu Zeshu.

Of course, the idiot had no idea that he was being stared at intently by the man hiding in the darkness.

He spoke softly, in a sticky, whiny voice, "I...I can't find you..."

Before he could finish, the boy felt his waist being wrapped around his, the man's weight pressing down on him, leaving him powerless. The other man pushed him down onto the bed behind him.

"What do I need to do?"

Unlike before, Gu Zeshu's voice was much hoarse.

His hot breath washed over Song Yu's earlobe, making him tremble. He instinctively tried to arch his back, but the other man's weight made it hard to breathe.

Finally, he could only manage a muffled, soft voice: "I...I..."

Before he could finish, Gu Zeshu spoke again: "To satisfy your needs, is that it?"

"I understand."

The next second, Song Yu felt his mask being forcefully ripped off, followed by his chin being pinched by burning fingers.

An aggressive, cold breath assaulted him.

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