Gong Ze reached his hand under the blanket, his voice teasing and hoarse.
“What do you think?”
“Wait a minute — I, I need to take a shower. And the stuff in the nightstand is gone —”
“Then we won’t use anything tonight.”
Gong Ze murmured in Sang You’s ear.
He kissed his way from the young master’s snow-white, pearl-like earlobe all the way to his lips, his tongue slipping between them, entwining with Sang You’s shy, inexperienced tongue.
“Mmm… Gong Ze…”
Tears welled up at the corners of Sang You’s eyes.
His hands gripped Gong Ze’s back tightly.
Harmony
Hot, humid heat lingered in the room.
Gong Ze sat against the headboard, his upper body bare, the blanket covering his waist.
A thin sheen of hot sweat covered his chest. A single bead of sweat traced a path from his prominent Adam’s apple down his long, slender neck and into the deep hollow of his collarbone.
One hand rested on Sang You, who lay curled against him, exhausted and fast asleep.
He brushed aside the damp hair stuck to Sang You’s forehead. Thinking of how the young master had cried buckets, a soft laugh sounded in the room.
“Little crybaby.”
How could he cry so much?
As if he wanted to weep an entire lifetime’s worth of tears all over Gong Ze.
Gong Ze curled his lips and looked away. His other hand reached for the cigarette on the nightstand.
Then he remembered the young master’s worried pout. He paused, and instead placed the cigarette between his lips without lighting it.
Gong Ze’s deep gaze pierced through the darkness of the room, fixing on the cold moonlight outside the window.
“Gong… Ze… it hurts…”
In his dream, the young master mumbled indistinctly.
Gong Ze, the cigarette still between his lips, lowered his head and patted the beautiful young master’s shoulder. He watched Sang You’s tightly furrowed brow relax, his petal-like lips murmur twice more, and then he fell silent again.
Only when Sang You was deeply asleep did Gong Ze stop and pick up his phone.
After a quiet moment, Gong Ze sent a message to Qin Chuan.
“Day after tomorrow, morning. Mingchuan Hotel.”
At that moment, Qin Chuan was in the middle of being intimate with a lover. The ringtone for his special notifications sounded. He froze, then shoved the lover off him and lunged for his phone.
The moment he saw Gong Ze’s message, he replied with excitement.
[OK! OK! I’ll wait for you!]
Over on this side, Gong Ze sent a similar message to Wang Liben.
“Day after tomorrow, afternoon. Mingchuan Hotel.”
Wang Liben’s reply was even faster.
[Really, young master?! But — why? You were clearly… before…]
A handsome, expressionless face: “I suddenly think you’re right. Sang You’s health is poor. You can satisfy me better.”
[Young master… I knew it…]
In his rental room, Wang Liben immediately hung up on Yan Cheng. Clutching his phone tightly, his face flushed.
Obsessively, he kissed the screen again and again.
“Young master, young master… I knew you would come around…”
He typed furiously.
[I’ll be there, young master! I will!]
“…”
Gong Ze turned off his phone. He lowered his gaze and stroked the hair of the sleeping young master beside him.
“System, report the current mission progress.”
[Received.]
[Beep——]
[Main mission: Redeem the villain Gong Ze. Current progress: 60%.]
[Side mission: Gain the affection of the protagonist bottom, Sang You. Current progress: 90%.]
[Side mission: Gain the affection of the protagonist gong, Qin Chuan. Current progress: 70%.]
[Change the original ending; raise the forgiveness value of the mission target, Sang You, to 100%. Current progress: 80%.]
After a recent series of increases, the progress in this world is already more than halfway done.
The system couldn’t figure it out. [Host, why are you meeting both Qin Chuan and Wang Liben at the same time?]
“I plan to raise Qin Chuan’s affection score to 90 first.”
Gong Ze said, “Sang You’s forgiveness value is only 20 points short. I’m not in a hurry — it’s already risen as high as it can for now. Once his missing parents are found and the truth comes to light, there will be fluctuations. The same goes for his affection score.”
90 is already very high.
Most ordinary loving couples only reach 100 at the very end of their lives, on the day they close their eyes.
[But the truth-revealing plot is the most difficult part! When Sang You finds out that you were the one who killed his parents, won’t his affection and forgiveness values plummet into the negatives?!]
Gong Ze narrowed his eyes. “It seems like a dead end. However, Sang You doesn’t know that his family’s wealth came from his father conspiring with others to commit murder and seize everything from the Wen family.”
What if Sang You found out?
What if he learned that his own happiness, his comfortable life, was built on the deaths of others?
That his loving father was actually a murderer —
The innocent Sang You would be crushed by the devastation.
“That would be too cruel for him.”
Gong Ze couldn’t bear it.
“So I won’t let him find out about the Wen family. The truth can come to light — but I can’t be the one who killed Sang You’s parents.”
Gong Ze planned to pin the blame on the Qin family or Yan Cheng, creating a ‘good ending’ for Sang You.
Moreover, in the grand finale, the villain Gong Ze was destined to die — even if he succeeded in redeeming himself and didn’t die as in the original plot, he would still disappear in some other way, to make way for the protagonist.
Even Gong Ze couldn’t fight against that.
Gong Ze’s departure, coupled with the ugly truth of the previous generation’s misdeeds —
How could his young master bear it?
Gong Ze would rather deceive Sang You than see him suffer.
It was precisely for this reason that Gong Ze was so anxious to train Sang You. He wanted Sang You to have a better life after he was gone.
I’m sorry.
He whispered softly to the sleeping Sang You. “I can’t grow old with you. But when your time in this world comes to an end, I’ll find a way to obtain your soul.”
Then, they could truly be together.
Watching Gong Ze’s love for Sang You, the system felt conflicted.
Having followed Gong Ze for so many years, it had never seen him like anyone this much.
Gong Ze continued, “In comparison, Qin Chuan’s affection score is easier.”
“The reason Qin Chuan’s affection is stuck is that although he seems obsessed, deep down he’s still a selfish person. He won’t release the falcon without seeing the hare.”
“He won’t take the bait until he’s tasted the meat.”
[Huh? You don’t mean you’re actually going to —]
Holy crap, no way!
The system’s pupils shook with an earthquake.
Gong Ze frowned. “What are you thinking? Of course not.”
Although Wang Liben had indeed caught him off guard, a mere mission wasn’t enough to make him sacrifice himself to that extent.
His pitch-black eyes glinted with a cruel, merciless gleam.
“If I were going to do it myself, I wouldn’t have called Wang Liben.”
[Uh, you mean…] Realizing Gong Ze’s intention, the system swallowed hard and stammered, [But isn’t that going too far?]
Hearing this, Gong Ze looked at it coldly. “You’ve misunderstood. Did I ever say I was a good person?”
The system: …
“And do you think Qin Chuan is a good person? Or Wang Liben? Even though Wang Liben is the bottom in his fantasies, isn’t his threat essentially coercion?”
Aside from the difference in who tops and who bottoms, saying it’s all for the young master while forcing someone into a sexual relationship — isn’t that essentially rape?
The system was speechless.
Perhaps because Gong Ze had been sent to this world as a punishment and had been slacking off from the start, the system had forgotten: Gong Ze had never been a soft-hearted pushover.
He had played all kinds of roles. Ruthless ones were not few.
If necessary, he wouldn’t hesitate to kill.
Especially when someone pushed him to the brink.
“Everything depends on the day after tomorrow.”
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