Chapter 8: The Plot Has Collapsed to Outer Space
In the past, Pei Luomian would have turned around if he saw Fu Yue on the street.
But recently, this name and this face appeared frequently before his eyes.
The first time was in the consulting room at Mary Hospital. Fu Yue was helped in by Ji Hanmo, burning with a high fever.
Pei Luomian was used to wealthy sons who were sent to the hospital due to excessive seeking of excitement or sexual excess; his heart held only disdain.
He thought Fu Yue would take the chance to flirt indiscriminately with him as before, or even try to touch him.
He also thought he would coldly push him away and refuse to say another word to him as usual.
But none of the above happened.
Fu Yueâs gaze was clean, and his behavior was restrained.
For the first time, Pei Luomian unexpectedly concerned himself with Fu Yueâs love life, giving him some heartfelt advice.
The second time was in Ji Hanmoâs office.
Fu Yue was wearing flirtatious clothes, sprawled on the business emperor’s lap, looking like he was being “taught a lesson.”
So he had a new target; no wonder he stopped harrassing him.
This realization made Pei Luomian inexplicably relieved, but also gave rise to a faint, indescribable, complex feeling.
But today, what he saw was a completely different Fu Yue.
The Fu Yue surrounded by programmers.
In just a simple white shirt and black trousers, he sat before the computer talking about professional terms, his expression focused as he spoke eloquently.
The faces around him held looks of conviction and admiration.
But there was no trace of pride on his face, only a faint smile.
Pei Luomian felt he was starting to lose understanding.
Perhaps Ji Hanmo had changed him? This thought flashed through Pei Luomianâs mind.
After all, a man like Ji Hanmoâstanding at the top, powerful and coldâmight truly have the ability to tame a wild horse, making him restrain his nature and show a side unknown to others.
Dingâ The elevator arrived at the B1 floor.
Pei Luomian shook his head, forcibly stopping himself from continuing to think about Fu Yue. He started his white Range Rover and drove away from the Fu Group headquarters.
On the other side.
Fu Yue saw the elevator doors slowly close, isolating Pei Luomianâs scrutinizing gaze, before he finally let out a long breath.
He took the upward elevator to return to his “leisurely” work. He lay in the massage chair drinking coffee, eating snacks, and playing games. When bored, he chatted with the system.
He didn’t know that at this time, the IT department head had already called the eldest Fu son, Fu Cheng: “Chairman Fu, about the young master…”
Time spent playing and eating always passes quickly.
The eldest brother told him to work for two days, and Fu Yue really only worked for two days.
While he was slacking off, he didn’t forget to use the system to monitor the main CP’s emotional progress.
He was shocked by what he saw.
On the system map, the red dot representing Chen Bai had been jumping back and forth across Haichengâs high society circles recently.
Yesterday at a top private club, today at an engine-roaring racing club, and then appearing at an equestrian club.
Every location was very expensive.
Fu Yue rejoiced in his heart.
Not bad, Ji Linyue! You’re moving the progress bar fast! Taking the little white lotus in and out of high society every day to gain experience and cultivate feelings.
Today, Fu Yue didn’t get up until noon.
He stood before the mirror, putting on a suit newly sent by a designer, and chose a Vacheron Constantin from the drawer.
“The protagonists are working hard to give out sugar; as a diligent system executor, I should also go enjoy the rich life.”
Fu Yue couldn’t think of where to go for a while, so he simply referred to Chen Baiâs location. The flashy orange Ferrari headed straight for the well-known private club in Haichengâthe “Golden Palace.”
This was the top entertainment venue in Haicheng.
The interior decor was beautiful, a scene of debauchery. Privately, it was called a miniature Las Vegas.
Fu Yue walked into the VIP area as a regular, exchanging two hundred thousand worth of junket chips, ready to try his luck.
Untilâ
A guest next to him pointed to a beautiful young man ahead.
“Thatâs the new junket operator. He’s pretty, isn’t he?”
Fu Yueâs gaze shifted, and the smile on his face froze instantly.
Because he saw Chen Bai.
Chen Bai wore a light brown silk shirt with a dark brown slim-fit waistcoat over it.
His waist was cinched tight by the clothes, making his legs, wrapped in black dress pants, look thin and long.
He also wore a pair of sparkling studs on his ears, which were extremely eye-catching.
At this moment, he was carrying a glass of champagne, moving through several oily-faced middle-aged moguls.
The looks those people gave him were like a pack of hungry wolves staring at a piece of fresh lamb.
Some people’s fingers would “unintentionally” brush against the back of Chen Baiâs hand. While handing over chips, they would “accidentally” squeeze his fingertips.
Some even pretended to have drunk too much and bumped their glass against his chest…
But Chen Bai always maintained an impeccable, smooth smile, occasionally showing some shyness.
He dealt with the guests politely, even using a few witty remarks to ease the tension when the atmosphere at the gambling table became tense.
Against the backdrop of shuffled cards and flashing chips, his appearanceâof someone being lightly harassed yet forcing a smileâcarried an extreme sense of fragility, enough to stir a man’s protective and conquering desires.
However, the moment Chen Bai turned and left the gambling area, the pitiful expression on his face vanished instantly.
In its place was a fleeting, cold self-mockery.
And his CP, Ji Linyue, was sitting not far away in the VIP seats. He watched all this coldly, his hand tightly clutching his glass.
But he didn’t move; not once did he step forward to rescue Chen Bai.
Fu Yue felt a chill down his spine: “System, whatâs going on?”
Fu Yue thought he would see a sweet date scene today.
But the result was actuallyâ
Chen Bai performing a “working while being sexually harassed by everyone” trick right in front of Ji Linyue!
Fu Yueâs chest felt tight.
[Host, thereâs some good news and some bad news. Which do you want to hear first?]
“Is the good news that ‘there’s only one bad news today’?” Fu Yue asked weakly.
[Not exactly, Host. The good news is: according to the data, Ji Linyueâs possessiveness toward Chen Bai is skyrocketing.]
Fu Yue felt a bit more relaxed after hearing this.
[Host, the bad news is that these favorability points were farmed by Chen Bai intentionally letting himself be groped by the crowd to trigger Ji Linyueâs jealousy.]
Fu Yue: “…”
Chen Baiâs character setting had clearly started to deviate. He shouldn’t be playing “baiting” skills in front of Ji Linyue!
“This plot has collapsed to outer space, hasn’t it?” Fu Yue evaluated inwardly.
Just then, in the nearby booth, Ji Linyue finally reached his limit.
With a “bang,” he slammed the glass in his hand onto the table. Under the stunned gazes of those around him, his face turned livid, and he left the club without looking back.
Ji Linyue left.
He actually just left?
Leaving his little white lotus alone in the wolf’s den?
Fu Yue felt his heart break along with that glass.
il was about to be driven crazy by this deviating plot.
No! He had to save it immediately.
Fu Yue bypassed the busy tables and walked quickly to the corridor leading to the employee lounge.
He cornered Chen Bai, who had just come off duty.
“You…”
He was just about to speak when he noticed that after seeing it was him, Chen Baiâs body shrank back slightly.
A trace of fear flowed through those beautiful eyes.
Chen Bai seemed… a bit afraid of him?
Fu Yueâs heart thudded; he understood.
No wonderâthe “Fu familyâs young master” was notorious. He had even intentionally bumped into him at the charity gala; in Chen Baiâs eyes, he probably wasn’t any different from those ill-intentioned moguls.
Thinking of this, Fu Yue deliberately softened his tone, trying to make himself look more friendly.
“Chen Bai, this place is too dangerous. Itâs not suitable for you,” he said sincerely. “I can help you with work. I know some people and can introduce you to regular large companies, for example…”
“Don’t trouble yourself.”
Just as Fu Yue was about to say the words “Ji Group,” Chen Bai had already slipped out from under his arm and walked away quickly.
Watching his retreating back, Fu Yue pulled out his phone helplessly.
It seemed he had to start from Ji Linyueâs side.
Fu Yue wasn’t close enough to Ji Linyue to have his private number, so he called his business number.
As a result, Ji Linyueâs assistant refused the meeting over the phone.
Fu Yue grit his teeth, steeled his heart, and prepared to go beg Ji Hanmo.
In the end, as soon as his message was sent, he received a red exclamation mark.
“…”
Fu Yue realized he had been blacklisted by the Ji brothersâperhaps the entire Ji Group!
Fu Yue completely lost his temper.
“System, what about the promised Heartthrob Halo? Whatâs with Ji Hanmo blacklisting me?”
[Host, the effect of the Heartthrob Halo… uh… perhaps maybe probably fluctuates due to the target characterâs resistance.]
Fu Yue ignored the systemâs forced explanation and decided to leave this den of iniquity first.
At this time, in the entertainment hall, a stout mogul famous for being moody and greasyâDirector Zhuâhad a dark face.
He had clearly lost money and was in an extremely bad mood.
The club manager was winking at Chen Bai, who had just walked out.
This was an unspoken rule of the venue.
The meaning in those eyes wasâgo, coax the guest.
Chen Baiâs expression changed slightly, but under the managerâs insistent gaze, he could only brace himself and follow.
Two of Director Zhuâs friends were walking past Fu Yue, holding their female companions.
“Old Zhu lost money on purpose tonight; looks like he’ll really ‘get a taste’ this time.”
“Isn’t that right? His eyes haven’t left that newcomer today.”
Get a taste?
Fu Yueâs gaze followed the corridor toward the guest rooms, seeing Chen Bai hurriedly following Director Zhuâs figure.
An ominous premonition rose in his heart.
“System, when they said ‘get a taste,’ did they mean Chen Bai?”
[Host: Data analysis in progress…]
[Host, the analysis result is: without a doubt.]
A layer of cold sweat broke out on Fu Yueâs back. “What if… what if Chen Bai is really defiled by that fat guy? What will happen?”
The systemâs voice was emotionless: [The target characterâs body and mind will be damaged, and the plotline will completely collapse. You, Host, will be judged as having failed the mission and will be obliterated on the spot.]
“F*ck!” Fu Yue cursed under his breath. Ignoring everything else, he immediately rushed toward Director Zhuâs exclusive private suite.
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