Chapter 41
Kong Lingtiao’s counterattack was swift—and brutal. She pulled the trending posts, launched new keywords, pressured shareholders, and began slashing the […]
[This time, the high-ranking one is the bottom]
Kong Wenyu rose to power at a young age. Countless people offered themselves to his bed, hoping to climb up the social ladder through him.
Many of his business partners even tried sneaking “canaries” into his sheets.
But he never accepted any of them.
A friend once asked him why. The noble young man, long-haired with dark eyes, rested his chin on one hand. His gaze flickered briefly toward a shadowed corner before he replied calmly, “No reason. I simply don’t want to.”
Yet the voice that was cool and clear yesterday had turned hoarse today, and the slightly loosened collar revealed traces of suggestive red marks.
There was no doubt—his bed was not empty.
Sensing the shift, the friend tactfully changed the subject: “I heard your bodyguard is quite skilled. Lend him to me for a while?”
Kong Wenyu: “…”
The tall, broad-shouldered bodyguard stood silently behind him like a shadow, head slightly lowered, expression unreadable.
After the guests had left, a man with wheat-colored skin knelt on the ground, hands bound, his chest covered with mottled marks.
Kong Wenyu tilted the man’s chin up with the handle of a whip, voice teasing yet edged with malice:
“Out of all the bodyguards, why did he choose you?”
Nie Jun: “…”
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Three years ago, Nie Jun had been one of the most feared mercenaries in the underworld—until that day on the cruise ship, when he met someone.
The man’s beauty was almost intoxicating. He had reached out, clutching at Nie Jun’s sleeve with drug-hazed eyes, and whispered:
“Save me.”
#Do personal bodyguards have to warm the bed too?
#If his voice goes hoarse from calling out, why still no official title?
#How long does a secret affair have to last before it becomes legitimate?
A silent, watchful, and overly possessive bodyguard seme × A powerful, manipulative, and unapologetically entitled noble uke.
Kong Lingtiao’s counterattack was swift—and brutal. She pulled the trending posts, launched new keywords, pressured shareholders, and began slashing the […]
Ten minutes later, Nie Jun arrived outside Kong Wenyu’s bedroom, his body still damp from the shower. The door was
A little after 9 a.m., the Long family arrived for a visit. As they stepped inside, Man Mingzhi made a
It was Kong Wenyu’s first time visiting Kong Lingru’s home. He walked in ahead, with Hai Ming carrying bags and
Kong Wenyu stood by the bedroom window, quietly watching the front gate. Hai Ming was helped inside, someone quickly ran
A knock at the door interrupted them. Nie Jun froze for a moment. Kong Wenyu gritted his teeth, fingers tightening
Kong Wenyu had a bad feeling—worse than anything he’d felt in years past. “I promised you,” he said quietly, “no
Just before getting into the car, Kong Wenyu felt something damp on the back of his hand. When he looked
“We’ll talk about that later,” Nie Jun said, glancing at the time on his phone. “I’ve got something going on
Kong Wenyu hung up and powered off his phone, completely cutting himself off from the outside world. He swayed slightly—probably
Nie Jun’s face remained calm as ever as he put the phone away. Man Mingzhi gave him another once-over. “He
Kong Wenyu woke from his nap. Still no reply. He got up and knocked on the door. It didn’t open.
“You can’t,” Man Mingzhi said, her tone clipped. A few stray hairs had come loose by her ear. “I already
The long, chaotic day finally came to a close. Kong Wenyu only realized he didn’t have a key to Nie
Man Mingzhi returned home just before noon the next day. The living room was empty and quiet. Aunt Zhu hurried
Man Mingzhi was halfway through her bowl of porridge when she looked up and saw Kong Wenyu coming down the
By the time they got home that evening, it was already late. Man Mingzhi was sitting in the living room,
“Wait a second,” Ao Qingqing called after him, taking off her sunglasses and looking him over. “Everyone else brought a