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Arc 1 – Prologue
“Transfer.”
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I knew it! The cat jumped off the Shen Jiayan’s body.
“Oh,” Shen Jiayan sat down and docilely ate his meal.
He spread blueberry jam over the perfectly prepared
slice of toast, then rolled it up to eat. A drink of milk
accompanied a big mouthful of bread to give him utter
satisfaction.
The black cat knew its host was a lazy type who disliked
troublesome things, so it stopped asking to shake itself
and step elegantly on the car seat. “Then where is Your
Excellency Host going now?”
The black cat buried its face in its paws and sighed with
emotion over its host’s expression. Really, he was
nothing but wicked. The original Shen Qiyu was a
pampered, spoiled child. Beyond his delicate looks, he
was nothing, but his host had mixed his own
personality and looks with the body to create a
devastating combination. And in a world that judged by
looks, too!
- Well dang, did you see the young master? That slim
waist, those long legs–I’ve taken pictures of them both
and I’m going to lick them 10 times tonight!
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“You brat, you’re just too gruff,” Old Dong patted his
shoulder. “If you really can’t let that boy go, then Uncle
Dong can help you say a few words. That old Shen still
owes me a bit of face.”
“If you’re asking Uncle Dong, isn’t this child a little too
tasteless and dull? At least that young master Shen has
a passable face. This boy doesn’t have looks or skills.
Why did you take a fancy to him?”
Shen Jiayan cocked his head to one side and smiled, his
eyes curving into crescents as he raised his voice. “I
said, I’m going to woo you!”
The hall was quiet to begin with as everyone held
conversation in low tones. Shen Jiayan’s sudden
announcement was akin to a bombshell that silenced
the crowd until one could hear a pin drop. Everyone
turned as one to stare at them. Gu Jing really wanted
to gag Shen Jiayan just then. He had never lost face in
front of so many people in public.
“I’ll sit on this sofa for awhile first,” Shen Jianyan said
as he pinched the cat’s paw to expose the rest of its
claw. Then he released and pinched it again, toying
with the paw.
“Because I know you like him too, but he’ll end up with
me in the end. So I’m asking you to stop liking him. It’ll
just be a waste of time, anyways.”
Xu Chenle’s heart sped up when the other exposed his
feelings, but he didn’t know whether to laugh or cry by
the time the man finished speaking. He should be
angry, but he suddenly felt that this young master was
actually a little cute. What to do?
“Tell me your cell phone number and I’ll text you what
the boss is up to,” Xu Chenle seemed to have come to
a decision, because he broke into a brilliant smile and
turned amiable at once. Shen Jiayan thus exchanged
numbers with him in a haze. Then Xu Chenle wished
him luck and the two left each other like old friends.
Shen Jiayan’s plan was sound, but the saying went that
even the best of plans couldn’t block all exceptions.
Standing in the corner of the hall was an unremarkable
man dressed in a large gray coat. He suddenly rushed
over and grabbed Shen Jiayan before pressing the
barrel of his gun to his waist.
“Die!” he shouted.
Shen Jiayan’s face was ashen white, his lips pale. Sweat
had broken out across his forehead as he ran towards
the hall. “System,” he said to the black cat, “I’ve
suddenly discovered something.”
“Jing, you brat, you called at just the right time. Uncle
Dong’s got something to tell you too,” Old Dong’s tone
was prudent as if he had something important to say.
On the sofa sat the Shen father on one side and Shen
Jiayan on the other. His father couldn’t see the black
cat that was stretched lazily in between them.
“Ol’ second, you’re planning to visit that stinkin’ brat
Gu Jing today, aren’t you?” his father said as he
slammed his walking stick on the floor a few times.
Veins were popping out of his forehead.
“Dad, I really do like him,” Shen Jiayan bit his lip. “One
year ago, you told me to break up with him and I did as
you said. But I wasn’t happy at all this past year until I
saw him again in H City. Dad, I’ve listened to you once.
Then how about you listen to me once this time?”
This time, Shen Jiayan took out two bowls and gave
one to Xu Chenle first. A little nervous, he asked,
“How’s the taste of this soup?”
“That’s good,” Old Dong was clear that Gu Jing had met
with multiple assassination attempts over the past few
days. There was poison and guns alike, but Gu Jing had
evaded them all. With only two people left to capture,
it’d be a simple job for Gu Jing to finish. Old Dong
believed in his skills, so he hung up without worries
after making sure he was alright.
“I’ll bring two gold men and a police car with me. Then
I’ll trade myself for him. I promise they’ll leave as soon
as they have the man in their hands, how’s that?” Gu
Jing didn’t pressure the other, but retreated in order to
gain an advantage. “If that doesn’t work, then forget it.
You know I’m not a man for lingering feelings. At most
I’ll switch to play with another toy.”
“Fine,” Viper gritted his teeth with a nod. “But only two
people max. Any more and I might as well have us all
die. There’s nothing in this warehouse but explosives
anyways.”
Bang!
Someone kicked open the door to the warehouse. Gu
Jing’s first sight upon stepping inside was seeing Shen
Diyu in a pool of blood. His breath caught. Is this why
the explosives never blew up? He dealt with Cripple
using a single bullet and staggered his way to Shen
Jiayan.
My name is Gu Jing.