Chapter 4: Stripping as Soon as You Enter? Shen Junnian, Are You Crazy!
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to!” Fu Yue apologized hurriedly.
Pei Luomian ignored him, still staring at him intently.
The scrutiny in his eyes became even more intense.
Just as the atmosphere in the consulting room reached a freezing point and Fu Yue felt like he was about to be seen through in the next secondâ
“Bang!”
The door was burst open with immense force.
Shen Junnian strode in.
“Fu Yue! How are you? Did that bastard Ji Hanmo take your firstâ”
He rushed to the bedside. Halfway through his sentence, his gaze shifted between Fu Yueâs embarrassed face and Pei Luomianâs wet trousers. His expression froze instantly.
Seeing that the yandere jealous king was about to explodeâ
Before Fu Yue could explain, Shen Junnian did something that left him flabbergasted.
The handsome young man didn’t say a word and began to frantically unbutton his own clothes!
Shuaâ
The Dior suit jacket was thrown violently onto the floor.
The Hermes tie was ripped off.
Two jeweled cufflinks fell, making a clinking sound.
Next were the shirt buttonsâone, two, three…
Until his firm abdominal muscles were revealed.
“What are you doing?!” Fu Yue was terrified. “Shen Junnian, are you crazy!”
Pei Luomian was also stunned, clearly not expecting the plot to take this turn.
Shen Junnian acted as if he hadn’t heard. After taking off his shirt, he actually reached for his belt without hesitation.
“Stop… stop stripping!” Fu Yue shouted with a sob in his voice.
What kind of suffering was this! One wanted to force him to strip, and the other started stripping as soon as he entered!
System, save me!
[Host, are you encountering difficulties? Your Heartthrob Halo can be enhanced to help you…]
Shut up!
Fu Yue was breaking out in a cold sweat.
Pei Luomian frowned, his gaze sharp behind his glasses. “Shen Junnian, what are you doing? Get out.”
Shen Junnian ignored him.
He walked straight to Fu Yue, stopping only when his knees touched the examination bed.
“Why?” he finally spoke. “Why can he use a ‘wet look’ to seduce you? I can too.”
With that, he picked up another glass of water Fu Yue hadn’t finished from the bedside table and poured it over his own head without hesitation!
The cold water slid down his short hair, over his handsome face, his bobbing Adam’s apple, and down his chest and abdomen until it was absorbed by his trousers, outlining a physique that could rival a model’s.
The entire scene was both erotic and absurd.
Fu Yue was completely dumbfounded.
Shen Junnian wiped the water off his face, walked to the bedside, intentionally blocked Pei Luomian, and then looked at Fu Yue with a “look at me” expression.
“How is it? Iâm not worse than him, right?”
“…”
The string in Fu Yueâs mind labeled “calm” finally snapped with a “pop.”
“All of you, get out!” He grabbed the pillow on the bed and threw it at Shen Junnian with all his might. “Get out!”
The pillow hit Shen Junnianâs chest softly, possessing zero lethality.
Seeing the situation getting ugly, Pei Luomian stepped forward and grabbed Shen Junnianâs arm.
“Shen Junnian, get out.” His voice was as cold as ice. “Fu Yue still has a high fever. If you want to make a scene, wait until he’s better.”
Shen Junnian seemed to want to say more, but seeing Fu Yueâs flushed face and hoarse voice, he finally calmed down.
He picked up his clothes from the floor and put them back on unwillingly.
Before leaving, he glared at Pei Luomian and then worriedly told Fu Yue to rest well, looking back three times with every step as he left.
Two hours later.
In the private ward, Fu Yue took his medicine and was put on an IV drip. His fever finally subsided.
Pei Luomian came to check on him.
He closed the door and locked it again.
He walked to the window and pulled back the curtains, letting the sunlight in.
“The two of you have been making scenes like this since you were kids.” Pei Luomianâs voice was quiet. “After all these years, haven’t you had enough?”
Fu Yue pulled the quilt up to his nose and didn’t speak.
Pei Luomian walked to the bedside and helped him move the quilt away from his mouth.
He suddenly leaned down.
Fu Yue thought he was about to be “ambushed,” but Pei Luomian stopped just a few centimeters away from him.
He looked into Fu Yueâs eyes for a moment, then pulled away again.
“Either reject him and stop giving him any hope, or stop flirting around.” Pei Luomian looked at him with a complex gaze. “Is it really fun to pull him back and forth like this, keeping him on a hook?”
Pei Luomian adjusted the drip rate of the IV.
“I don’t want to see you in the hospital every day because of men, nor do I want to see the men around you in the hospital because of you.”
After saying this, he glanced at Fu Yue, and seeing that Fu Yue wasn’t acknowledging him, he turned and left the ward.
Only after he left did Fu Yue lift his head from the quilt, his lips moving slightly.
It wasn’t that he didn’t want to speak, but that he had nothing to say.
He couldn’t exactly say: Doctor, youâve got it wrong. The one who kept Shen Junnian on a hook and flirted with men everywhere was the “other” me.
The current him only cared about money and happened to like girls.
He didn’t want to be sent directly to the psychiatric ward for schizophrenia.
In the end, Fu Yue chose silence.
And his silence, in Pei Luomianâs eyes, was merely an escape.
Regardless, this soul-stirring farce had finally come to an end.
He stayed in the hospital for two days.
Neither Ji Hanmo nor Shen Junnian appeared again. Even Pei Luomian didn’t come back for rounds.
Fu Yue considered these two days a peaceful break.
On the third day, his fever was completely gone, and he completed the discharge procedures.
A white Bentley came to pick him up.
The driver took him back to a villa on the mountainside.
When Fu Yue walked into the mansion, which spanned over a thousand square meters and came with its own pool and garden, his bottom-tier corporate slave soul still felt a “bit” of a shock.
The interior had plush carpets, the latest smart home technology, a walk-in closet large enough to host a party, and a fridge full of high-end ingredients…
The garage was filled with several limited-edition sports cars.
Fu Yue soaked in the massive circular bathtub and rolled around on the comfortable large bed several times before finally accepting the fact that he was now a “wealthy young master.”
He decided that before finishing his mission and going home, he had to properly enjoy this damn rich lifestyle!
However, Fu Yue was still a dutiful host.
He was very concerned about the relationship development of the protagonists, the “Ji Linyue & Chen Bai CP.”
Last night, he had read the novel again and knew that the plot where the protagonist bottom, Chen Bai, joins the Ji Group was about to begin.
In the original work, Chen Bai fell on Ji Linyue at the charity gala. Because he wrinkled Ji Linyueâs suit, the latter demanded that Chen Bai work at the Ji Group to pay off the debt.
Today, Chen Bai was supposed to go to the Ji Group for an interview.
The interviewer would humiliate him on the spot, and then Ji Linyue would make a grand entrance, appointing Chen Bai as the CEOâs secretary and directly slapping the faces of all the HR staff.
A traditional, melodramatic, but satisfying plot.
But because of his “extra” assist that night, the two had kissed on the spot, and their intimacy far exceeded the original work. Heaven knew if it would cause a butterfly effect.
For the sake of that hundred million, Fu Yue got up early today and decided to monitor the plot’s progress on-site.
Fu Yue picked an Armani suit at random from his closet, chose an orange Ferrari from the garage, and droveâstumbling all the wayâto the Ji Group building.
The Ji Group tower was magnificent.
He entered the lobby using the excuse of a business visit and honestly registered as a visitor. He took the opportunity to quietly browse through the “Interview Registration” page.
However, after looking through the visitor list several times, he couldn’t find the name “Chen Bai.”
What was going on? Was the plot delayed?
Fu Yue felt a bit nervous.
He called Ji Linyueâs secretary to try and get some information.
But the result wasâJi Linyue hadn’t even come to the office today!
The plot had indeed gone wrong.
Fu Yue immediately called the system in his mind: “System! The protagonists aren’t following the plot. What should I do?”
[Host, I can locate the current position of the target character “Chen Bai” for you. Please wait.]
Time passed minute by minute.
Fu Yue paced anxiously in the lobby of the Ji Group tower.
Finally, the system’s voice came through:
[Location of target character “Chen Bai” successful! Host, please check the map.]
A red dot appeared on the virtual map in Fu Yueâs mind.
The location wasn’t far from here, but it wasn’t an office building or a residential area.
“Why is he in a place like this?” Fu Yueâs face turned pale.
The map clearly labeled the location in gold charactersâ”MUSE.”
The top-tier male host club in Haicheng.
The original Fu Yue was a regular here and knew all too well about the debauchery of this place.
Fu Yue began to worry.
How could Chen Bai, a poor, pure, and kind “white lotus,” end up in a place like that?
Was it because of what happened at the banquet?
Fu Yueâs mind raced.
The protagonists’ accidental kissâhe thought it was a divine assist, but now it looked like it might have backfired.
A prideful man like Ji Linyue might have thought Chen Bai intentionally designed the “collision” to climb up the social ladder, thus developing a dislike for him?
Chen Bai went to the banquet as a waiter to work part-time for money.
Now that he had lost the chance to enter the Ji Group and was in desperate need of cash, had he been tricked into a den of wolves like “MUSE” while in a state of desperation?
The thought of Chen Baiâs pure and innocent face having to deal with a crowd of predatory guests made Fu Yueâs heart skip a beat.
“No, I have to go save him,” Fu Yue thought, running quickly to the parking lot. “Then Iâll find a way to get him through the back door and into the Ji Group.”
The orange Ferrari roared out of the Ji Group tower and headed straight for the “MUSE” club.
Broad daylight was the quietest time for the club.
The manager immediately bowed and scraped to welcome him. “Young Master Fu, itâs been a while. Why did you choose this time to visit?”
After saying this, the manager glanced at his schedule. “Thomas, Jack, and the others aren’t on duty yet. How about you have some tea first while I call them in?”
“Where is Chen Bai?” Fu Yue got straight to the point.
The manager was stunned, clearly not expecting Fu Yue to ask for this person.
“Chen Bai?” The smile on the managerâs face became stiff. “Young Master Fu, this Chen Bai is a newcomer; Iâm afraid he won’t be able to serve you well. How about you pick someone else? The gold-tier Leon is available.”
“I want Chen Bai!” Fu Yue was anxious, and his tone became impatient. “Cut the crap. Which room is he in?”
“This…” The manager looked hesitant, his eyes flickering. “Young Master Fu, itâs quite unfortunate. Chen Bai took a leave of absence today.”
Liar!
Fu Yue looked at the red dot in his mind that hadn’t moved an inch. Chen Bai was right here!
The manager was clearly trying to hide him.
Fu Yue didn’t let it show and changed his tone. “Fine, find me someone who looks decent, open a private room, the usual.”
Ten minutes later, Fu Yue used the excuse of going to the restroom to slip out of the room.
As he passed the fire exit, he heard some employees chatting.
“Have you heard? That VIP in room V88 picked the new ‘white lotus’.”
“I just sent some things over. Handcuffs, candles, and a bunch of toys…”
“I bet an ambulance will be called in a bit.”
The chat continued, but cold sweat was already forming on Fu Yueâs forehead.
He rushed toward the room at the end of the corridor.
“Bangâ!”
Fu Yue kicked open the heavy door of room V88.
He had prepared himself to see a horrific scene and had even taken out his phone to call an ambulance.
However, when he saw the situation inside the room, he froze on the spot.
There were no screams, no struggling, and none of the unbearable scenes he had imagined.
The room was empty.
There was only a messy sofa and clothes scattered all over the floor.
From the suite’s private bathroom came a series of suppressed, ambiguous, and heart-pounding sounds of splashing water…
“Don’t… don’t use that…”
“I beg you… ugh… I was wrong…”
By the time Fu Yue reacted, he had already pushed open the bathroom door.
He felt that it would have been so much better if he were blind right now.
Translator’s Note:
Hey everyone! Thanks for joining me on this wild ride. Poor Fu Yueâhe really thought he was doing the lords’ work with that “accidental kiss,” but in a Danmei world, things never go as planned, do they? Now he’s walked right into… well, whatever is happening in that bathroom. Iâm blushing just translating it!
- Pinyin Note: Danmei (č˝çž) refers to the genre of BL (Boys’ Love) in Chinese literature.
- Idiom Alert: “Burning the bridge after crossing” (čżć˛łć楼 – guò hĂŠ chÄi qiĂĄo) is a classic way to describe someone who abandons their benefactor once they’ve gotten what they wanted. Ji Hanmo clearly thinks Fu Yue is a pro at this!
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