The sports car slowly drove into a well-developed, high-class villa district. It passed a detached villa and turned into the parking lot of the high-rise apartment inside the district.
Song Xuanhe glanced over at Xiao Yuanmu, who was sitting in the passenger seat, eyes closed and face expressionless. When he thought that he not only had to cohabit with this future big boss from today onwards but also had to torment him in various ways, he couldn’t help but shed tears for his future self. His future self who will have an ending so tragic, it couldn’t possibly be any more tragic.
The car had just stopped when Xiao Yuanmu opened his eyes. His eyes were cold like a deep abyss. They were also clear and awake without any vestiges of sleep.
Song Xuanhe wasn’t surprised. If Xiao Yuanmu could sleep in the car of the man who was forcing him to submit, then that would be as horrifying as if the dinosaurs from the Jurassic period were to come back to life.
“We’re here. Get off, ba,” Song Xuanhe responsibly and diligently said his lines, “From now on, you’ll live here with me. I’ll take you to see your room in a bit. After that, go make dinner.”
Xiao Yuanmu gave him an insipid glance and then opened the car door.
Song Xuanhe sighed in relief. He first took him on a tour of the two-story loft they would be living in and then opened the door to one of the rooms. He said, “From now on, this is where you’ll stay.”
In the book, the only thing Song Xuanhe thought that the original host did correctly probably was choosing to sleep separately from Xiao Yuanmu. Although he didn’t know why he would sleep separately when keeping a lover, it was because of this that Song Xuanhe could at least avoid being guarded and on edge at night. He didn’t have to fear that Xiao Yuanmu would kill him if he was unhappy.
Xiao Yuanmu gave an indifferent look at the clean and tidy room. He then shifted his gaze onto Song Xuanhe and said apathetically, “What do you want to eat?”
“Whatever.” If the plot didn’t necessitate it, Song Xuanhe didn’t want to make this future big boss even more annoyed with him. Moreover, he wasn’t a picky eater anyway, “I eat everything. Just make a bit of whatever.”
Xiao Yuanmu didn’t say anything more. He directly turned around and descended the stairs.
Song Xuanhe watched as the other’s back disappeared down the stairs. He let out a long sigh. He then opened the door to the adjacent room and lied onto the bed. All of his muscles began to relax. He had received too many scares today. He needed some time to recover.
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However, this was an important scene in the plot. Even if Xiao Yuanmu would break his legs, he still had to act it out.
Xiao Yuanmu came out of the kitchen and saw Song Xuanhe curled up on the sofa, hugging a pillow with his legs crossed. His lips were gently pursed, and he was thinking about who-knows-what. His dense eyelashes left a shadow on his face. It was probably because the sofa was too big and soft, Song Xuanhe’s entire body sunk into it. Inexplicably, he looked rather innocent and pitiful.
However, Xiao Yuanmu knew that this was just an illusion.
In this world, there were many pitiful people, but they did not include a domineering, arrogant, rich third-generation like Song Xuanhe.
The author has something to say:
Song Xuanhe: Weak, pitiful, and helpless.
Xiao Yuanmu: Be good, I’ll make noodles for you to eat.
A kitty suddenly sees a cucumber—you can search it up! It’s super cute, la! (Eve: Link to the compilation)