The Male Supporting CEO Doesn’t Want to Be the Top Anymore

“Is that it? You still want to pin me against the wall?” Yin Chen’s half-smile met Zong Cheng’s gaze. Okay, […]

“Something’s off with you.” Yin Chen caught it in Zong Cheng’s evasive eyes. And once he realized, a mix of

The cute guy muttered curses and quit the voice chat. Damn it—today really wasn’t the day to rank up! What

The four of them dropped onto the ground near the airport, and as usual, Yin Chen and Zong Cheng moved

“Say you like him every day? Wear less clothes?? Pin him to the wall and kiss him???” How could he

Zong Cheng’s breath caught slightly. Tang Chen quietly lowered his head as well. After a long moment, Zong Cheng finally

Is this guy blushing? Yin Chen slowly typed out a question mark. He leaned slightly forward, closing the distance. Their

Yin Chen started thinking. He was contemplating something important. Namely: should he go out for drinks, or trick Zong Cheng

The year-end gala had finally ended. Zong Cheng’s racing, anxious heart had also calmed—almost a little cool now. He watched

“What are you still doing? At a time like this and you’re not spinning it yet? Do you want me

The netizens tuning in were absolutely blown away. “I think I’m blind.” “Same here.” “Not just blind—I think my eyes

The annual gala hadn’t even started, and Yin Corporation was already trending on Weibo twice. You could practically sense the

“Why are you silent?” Yin Chen glanced at Zong Cheng, who hadn’t said a word. How should he put it?

Lin Yuhan felt completely bewitched by Yin Chen. He’d even bought chips, soda, and fried chicken, now sitting in front

“What’s the Yin Corporation’s annual gala plan this year? The same as before? Then have someone draft a speech for

“I f*cking… You f*cking… He f*cking…” Has trust between people really fallen this low?! Tang Chen felt like he couldn’t

“I’ll just be blunt!” Yuan Miaomiao didn’t hesitate. “I used to be a ZWG-King fan, and just these past few

So the lesson here is—when taking sneaky screenshots, always mute your phone! That thought flashed through Yin Chen’s mind, and

“Huh?” Yin Chen glanced at Tang Chen, then at Zhang Taining, sinking into thought. Was it just his imagination? Why

In the end, Yin Chen did manage to have his porridge. And just before he started, his nutritionist happened to