Feng Yuan had returned home still thinking about the taste of Gong Ze’s kiss, waiting for Gong Ze to contact him in a pleasant mood.
But hours passed, and he didn’t hear a single peep!
At first, Feng Yuan thought he was playing hard to get. Then he remembered how much of a dummy Gong Ze was. What did he know about playing hard to get? He was probably just forgotten.
Feng Yuan thought, I’ll wait a little longer. So he waited, and waited, and waited…
Feng Yuan: “…”
Die.
All of it, this world and Gong Ze together.
Expressionless, he called Gong Ze, ready to kill him. But Gong Ze didn’t answer?!
Oh, so he dared not to answer his phone?
He didn’t believe Gong Ze would take his money and run. Feng Yuan gritted his teeth. If he really ran, he’d hunt him down and beat the hell out of him. Otherwise, where would his dignity go?
Just as Feng Yuan was darkly plotting how to deal with the Alpha, the voice call suddenly connected.
“GONG ZE!”
Feng Yuan roared.
There was silence on the other end for a moment, then the Alpha’s calm, almost dazed response: “Huh?”
Feng Yuan almost laughed in anger. “Huh? You say ‘huh’? I called you so many fucking times. Were you dead? Why didn’t you answer?”
The silence on the phone this time was even longer. Feng Yuan waited with a sarcastic smile to hear the Alpha’s explanation. But instead, the other end let out a click and hung up.
Feng Yuan: “…”
Feng Yuan: “???!!!”
Fuck.
Does he want to die?! Hanging up on me? Huh? Hanging up on ME!
Just as Feng Yuan was glaring in fury, about to stand up and have someone track down Gong Ze’s address so he could go murder him, a video call suddenly came through.
Feng Yuan answered with a dark expression, only to see the Alpha he wanted to sink his teeth into with his black hair dripping wet, his upper body bare except for a towel wrapped around his waist.
“…”
Within a single second, the rage that had been about to burst from Feng Yuan quickly leaked away.
The Alpha looked down at the phone camera from a terrible angle, but even from that angle, his taut jawline and long, slender neck were unbearably sexy.
“I was taking a shower just now. My phone was charging on the nightstand, so I didn’t hear it.”
After explaining, the Alpha looked at Feng Yuan with his dark, wooden eyes and said, “Don’t be angry.”
Feng Yuan: “…”
He wasn’t angry. His eyes were now glued to the man’s chest and refused to look anywhere else.
He had completely forgotten that he had wanted to kill Gong Ze just moments ago. All initial purpose for making this call had flown right out of his head, along with his underwear.
And since Feng Yuan wasn’t saying anything, Gong Ze didn’t know what to say either.
Maybe this is how being kept works.
Gong Ze: My boss has so many weird demands.
He silently complained about Feng Yuan in his heart as he held up his phone and wiped his hair one-handed with a towel.
The two of them just looked at each other through the video call for a long time.
Slowly, Feng Yuan crossed his legs, calmed down, and nitpicked, “How come you only have four abs?”
“Because I’m too lazy to work out,” Gong Ze answered seriously.
“Oh.” Feng Yuan clicked his tongue. After a long pause, he said slowly, “Starting tomorrow, sign up for a gym membership and work out. I’ll cover the cost.”
Gong Ze, who only wanted to lie flat and not expend any energy, thought: He’s so troublesome.
“…Mm. Got it.”
After that, the two of them didn’t speak again. The video call remained connected, and yet Feng Yuan was perfectly content watching an Alpha dry his hair and do his nightly routine for ages without getting bored.
So this is what it’s like to have a virtual pet (not really).
It was actually pretty interesting.
Feng Yuan’s mood even began to relax along with the man’s slow pace.
Then Feng Yuan watched as the other man lay down on the bed, pulled up the covers, and waved at him through the phone. “I’m going to sleep. Good night.”
“You sleep this early? Are you an old man?” Feng Yuan glanced at the time. It was only ten o’clock. Dissatisfied, he said, “Leave your phone on while you sleep.”
Gong Ze: “…”
The honest, simple Alpha turned his head away and muttered softly, “Troublesome.”
Feng Yuan heard it and not only wasn’t angry but laughed with particular delight. Watching the other man’s eyes dart around as he thought about how to refuse, yet holding back for a long time because he didn’t know how to refuse — it was amusing.
Finally, the Alpha asked quietly, “What time are you going to sleep?” If it’s eleven o’clock, I can hold out until then.
Feng Yuan suppressed the upward curve of his lips and deliberately said, “Around one or two in the morning.”
The Alpha: “…”
He closed his eyes, despairing. Socially withdrawn.jpg
Feng Yuan couldn’t hold it in anymore and burst out laughing. “Pfft. Gong Ze, how are you so much fun?”
Gong Ze ignored him.
He wanted to sleep. He needed to sleep.
In the end, Feng Yuan, strangely, felt a sense of tenderness and sympathy for Gong Ze. In a voice so soft that his own parents would suspect he’d been possessed, he said gently, “Alright, I’m done teasing you. Sleep. Remember to go to the gym tomorrow. I’ll call you in the afternoon, and you’ll have to come keep me company.”
Hearing that he didn’t have to go through any more trouble, Gong Ze’s eyes snapped open, his pupils shining brightly. He nodded vigorously and said “Mm!” His face was full of smiles, clearly wanting to hang up, but he restrained himself and said obsequiously to his boss, “Bye-bye.”
“Heh. Bye-bye.”
Beep. The call ended.
Feng Yuan was in such a good mood that he fiddled with his phone for ages, exiting and re-entering Gong Ze’s chat window. After doing that several times with a smile on his face, he got up to wash up.
The thought that he would see Gong Ze tomorrow made his mood even better.
…
The next morning at seven o’clock, Gong Ze, fully rested, woke up. He lay in bed for a while to relax his mind. Once he was completely awake, he unplugged his phone from the charger on the nightstand, turned it on, and checked for any new messages.
The hospital hadn’t called him, so his cheap son was probably fine.
Neither Feng Yuan nor the store manager had contacted him either.
As for the rest of the news and hot topics, he cleared them all with one click.
Then, after thinking for a moment, he lazily sent Feng Yuan a “Good morning” from under the covers. For the sake of the hundred thousand yuan and the credit card, the wimpy Alpha had a strong sense of contract.
‘Gong Ze’ had watched his colleagues date before. The young guys would always be grinning foolishly at their phones, sending sweet messages to their girlfriends about their whereabouts, and bragging to everyone about how clingy their girlfriends were, how they’d get angry if they didn’t know what he was doing.
So ‘Gong Ze’ cleverly began to imitate that.
He just didn’t know if Feng Yuan would fall for this routine that sweet little Omegas liked.
The Alpha’s mind conjured up an image of Feng Yuan, handsome and aggressively dominant.
Not a trace of sweetness anywhere near him.
After sending the message, ‘Gong Ze’ stared blankly, thinking with his single-core brain.
Feng Yuan said he was spending money to buy my company. That probably means he’s hiring me to be in a relationship with him…
Although ‘Gong Ze’ was dense, he wasn’t a complete idiot. After sleeping on it, he had also come to understand what Feng Yuan wanted from him. He felt a dull anxiety.
But what could he do?
He really needed the money.
And out of the hundred thousand yuan, he only had forty-seven thousand left. He’d paid fifty thousand to the hospital and repaid the store manager three thousand. The food and things he’d bought yesterday had come out of his own pocket.
Plus, he still owed over a thousand yuan on Huabei.
And he didn’t have the means to pay Feng Yuan back…
‘Gong Ze’ clicked his tongue.
Realizing that this was just how it had to be, his anxiety gradually faded, replaced by a strange sense of calm.
Oh well. Since things have come to this, let’s eat first.
‘Gong Ze’ slowly got out of bed, washed up, changed into clean clothes, put his phone and keys in his pockets, changed his shoes, and went out. Standing at the door of his rental apartment, he sent Feng Yuan another message: “I’m going out.”
Even though Feng Yuan was probably still asleep at this hour.
“Eat, buy clothes, go to the hospital, go to the gym.”
The Alpha muttered to himself, hands in his pockets, walking off. His figure gradually disappeared into the dirty, messy stairwell of the rental apartment…
Meanwhile, on the other side…
At ten o’clock in the morning, Feng Yuan, who had stayed up late the night before until one or two in the morning, finally woke up.
Shirtless, Feng Yuan sat up with a dark expression. He ran a hand through his messy hair, glanced at the antique pendulum clock in the room, and picked up the phone to tell the housekeeper to prepare his preferred breakfast and coffee. Only then did the dark aura radiating from him due to his morning grumpiness slowly dissipate.
He got out of bed, grabbed his phone from the desk, and turned it on as he walked toward the bathroom.
He didn’t expect that the moment he entered his password, a string of messages immediately made him pause.
Who the hell wanted to die by bombarding him with messages in the morning?
Everyone who knew Feng Yuan knew how bad his morning grumpiness was.
“…” The man with the furrowed brow leaned against the bathroom door and opened WeChat. The sight of someone’s messages left him stunned in place.
“Holy shit…”
Feng Yuan scrolled with his finger. The Alpha he’d tricked into his pocket yesterday had sent him dozens of messages.
Starting from a “Good morning” at 7:00 AM, to “I’m going out,” “I ate breakfast” (with photo), “Going to the hospital,” “Going to buy clothes” (with photo).
“Which one do you think looks better?”
The Alpha had taken photos of the clothes he wanted to buy, one by one, and sent them all to him like a simpleton.
Probably because Feng Yuan didn’t answer, after a while, the Alpha sent the clothing photos again: ‘I bought these.’
Feng Yuan: “…”
After that, the Alpha’s messages continued in the same rigid, concise, report-like style.
Finished buying. Put on new clothes. Looks like this (with photo).
Went to the gym. The boss said private trainer lessons cost four thousand yuan per session, but there’s a promotion: twenty-six thousand for six sessions.
I spent twenty thousand yuan and bought six sessions.
Six sessions is too few. Feng Yuan leaned against the door frame and adjusted his position, thinking to himself that a beginner should sign up for at least twenty sessions first.
But this man, who seemed honest and poor, spent money in a way that made Feng Yuan sense a casualness similar to his own wealthy circle.
Would an ordinary person go to the gym for the first time and spend twenty thousand yuan on such expensive lessons?
That was good.
Feng Yuan didn’t like wishy-washy people. In this respect, Gong Ze suited Feng Yuan’s taste perfectly.
Since he gave the money, Gong Ze took it. He didn’t put on a coy ‘I don’t want your money’ act, which would have annoyed Feng Yuan.
He moved his finger and typed: “Buy more. When you run out of money, use the card I gave you.”
The Alpha didn’t reply.
Feng Yuan scrolled through his phone, looking at the gym photos Gong Ze had sent him. In the pictures, the Alpha with the broad shoulders, long legs, and devastatingly handsome face was holding up his phone to a mirror, wearing unfamiliar workout clothes with the gym’s name printed on them.
“The boss said if you spend over twenty thousand yuan, they give you free workout clothes and a gym bag. Happy. 🙂”
“Pfft.”
Feng Yuan was amused by the old-fashioned emoji. Through the screen, he could almost see the Alpha, happy and excited about getting a bargain, even if his face was wooden.
Feng Yuan adjusted his position again and replied.
“What’s there to wear with that crappy free stuff from the gym? Go buy yourself two sets from [Brand Name]. They’re much more comfortable.”
Again, there was no response this time. The cheerful Alpha was probably wide-eyed and full of wonder, learning how to work out with his trainer. Feng Yuan put down his phone reluctantly, though still wanting more.
He subtly experienced the satisfaction of raising a digital pet.
“Tch.”
His tightly furrowed brow relaxed. Feng Yuan’s mood had miraculously improved. After he finished washing up and went downstairs, he exchanged a few words with his mother, who was reading a magazine in the living room. When he sat down at the table to eat, the phone by his hand buzzed with vibration.
Feng Yuan immediately put down his chopsticks, picked up his phone, and eagerly opened Gong Ze’s message.
“I was working out just now, so I didn’t see it. I’m done now.”
The Alpha answered him honestly.
The corner of Feng Yuan’s mouth curled up into an unconscious smile as he lazily typed back.
“Let me see your abs. How are they coming along?”
The person on the other end sent six ellipsis points: “……”
Wordlessly conveying the Alpha’s speechlessness.
“…How could there be any change after just one day?”
“Less talking. I want to see.”
Feng Yuan commanded unreasonably.
The other end was silent for a good while. Just when Feng Yuan thought Gong Ze was going to pretend to be dead and ignore him, Gong Ze actually sent him a video call invitation!
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