Chapter 3
Inside a VIP suite on the third floor of a certain hotel, Ke Jian sat on the floor with his backside aching from the fall, still shaken as he glared at the beast before him. The fury burning in his chest was practically shooting out of his eyes.
Between the force of the impact and his overwhelming anger, Ke Jian was trembling slightly from head to toe. He was so furious that he had even forgotten to stand up.
Cheng Yu, meanwhile, looked down at the superstar who had landed squarely on his backside. To tell the truth, he was struggling to hold back his laughter. Ke Jian looked so ridiculously funny right now. After all, who had ever seen a superstar being this hilariously down-to-earth?
But just as Cheng Yu was about to cross his legs and burst into laughter without the slightest restraint, a voice suddenly sounded inside his head.
[Bug Fix Administrator 03 reminds you to maintain your scumbag gong persona! Please maintain the domineering, heartless, sinister, and cruel personality of the scumbag gong!]
Cheng Yu froze almost imperceptibly. The voice repeated itself twice more before he finally confirmed that it was coming from inside his own head, rather than from 357 inside Ke Jian’s. Judging by Ke Jian’s murderous expression, he was still completely unaware of this voice.
Cheng Yu’s mind raced. The corners of his mouth, which had been on the verge of breaking into an amused grin, quietly settled back into place. His expression gradually darkened, and his already intimidating eyes grew even gloomier.
He leaned forward slightly, and Ke Jian was immediately enveloped by an overwhelming presence. “Ke Jian, do you even know what you’re doing?”
The deep voice made Ke Jian’s heart skip a beat, and the sudden pressure bearing down on him nearly stole his breath. Anyone with even a shred of rationality would know better than to provoke the man before him. Unfortunately, Ke Jian was so furious that rationality had completely abandoned him.
And so, the moment he opened his mouth, he exploded. “I haven’t even asked what the fuck you think you’re doing, you beast!”
Ke Jian was shaking with rage. He couldn’t hear 357 desperately screaming at him to stop. He was so agitated that his saliva even sprayed onto Cheng Yu’s face.
Cheng Yu narrowed his eyes slightly and unceremoniously reached out to seize Ke Jian’s chin. That unmistakable aura of a domineering CEO who could destroy an entire company with a single word instantly radiated from him, crashing down over Ke Jian’s head.
Ke Jian froze on the spot.
“Who the hell do you think you are, daring to speak to me like that, hmm?”
“You—!”
Cheng Yu’s presence was far too overwhelming, and Ke Jian’s chin was being forcibly held in place. Besides, he was still sitting awkwardly on the floor, already at a disadvantage. As a result, the words “You’re the one who’s a nobody!” that had nearly burst from his mouth became firmly lodged in his throat.
“Do I need to remind you of your place?” Cheng Yu asked darkly. His thumb rubbed across Ke Jian’s lips several times, the movement filled with dominance and aggression, along with a suffocating warning.
The intense pressure and the pain in his chin finally brought Ke Jian back to his senses.
Despite all his calculations, he had never anticipated that this scumbag gong would be so perverted and so powerful. Only now did Ke Jian truly grasp just how difficult and dangerous his mission was.
He had assumed that the scumbag gong had come specifically for Wei Li today. Besides, in the original novel, Cheng Yu had always visited the cannon-fodder Ke Jian at night to satisfy his lust.
Never in a million years had he imagined that the scumbag gong would actually want to sleep with him in broad daylight! And while he was asleep, no less!
Had this bastard really sunk to such an utterly beastly level?
Ke Jian was overwhelmed with regret. He had been far too careless. His understanding of just how much of a scumbag Cheng Yu was had been far too shallow, and he had seriously underestimated the situation.
All he had known was that, to complete his mission of winning over the scumbag gong and becoming his most cherished person, he would have to defeat the protagonist shou, Wei Li, and eliminate the unattainable first love occupying the scumbag gong’s heart.
But only now did he realize just how terribly mistaken he had been. Never in his wildest dreams had he imagined that before accomplishing any of those things, the very first and most urgent thing he needed to do was protect his chastity!!!
Forget winning anyone over, turning his fate around, or preventing the spineless shou from surpassing the unattainable first love. None of that mattered. Right now, his most important priority was—protecting his ass!
[For fuck’s sake, 357! What the hell did I ever do to you for you to drag me into this? What kind of grudge do you have against me?!]
[Host, calm down! Calm down!]
Cheng Yu’s expression grew even darker, and his grip tightened. Ke Jian’s lips were squeezed slightly apart, revealing two rows of white teeth.
Cheng Yu gave a low, satisfied command. “Speak!”
Ke Jian swallowed with difficulty. Under the scumbag gong’s terrifying dominance, his rationality finally returned.
If he confronted this man head-on right now, there was only one possible outcome: this beast would force himself on him. He had spent more than ten years standing at the pinnacle of the entertainment industry. If he were sexually assaulted by a man, even without the news getting out, he would be too ashamed to face his hundreds of millions of fans.
Besides, he would rather perish along with this entire world than endure that kind of humiliation at the hands of a scumbag.
And so Ke Jian repeatedly reassured himself that a real man knew when to stand tall and when to bow his head. He had to know when to yield.
“I…” Ke Jian struggled to open his mouth. He was still sitting awkwardly on the floor, his chin trapped in the scumbag gong’s filthy hand, but he had no choice but to swallow every bit of humiliation. “I just had a nightmare.”
Cheng Yu nearly burst out laughing. This Ke Jian was just too damn entertaining. He had never met anyone so amusing in his life.
“Oh?” Cheng Yu raised an eyebrow. “What did you dream about?”
“President Cheng, could you let go of me first? It hurts a little,” Ke Jian said weakly, using his paw to tug at Cheng Yu’s hand.
The corner of Cheng Yu’s mouth twitched. He released Ke Jian’s chin with a disgusted flick of his hand. His performance was practically indistinguishable from genuine disdain.
[357, I really fucking want to strangle him!] Ke Jian had reached the limits of his endurance. When had he ever suffered such humiliation before?
[Host, a little impatience can ruin a great plan! Calm down!]
Ke Jian was painfully frustrated to discover that, apart from telling him to calm down, that useless 357 couldn’t help him with a damn thing.
And so, gritting his teeth, Ke Jian climbed to his feet with admirable perseverance, though his backside was still throbbing with pain.
“I dreamed about a disgusting pervert who was lusting after my beauty and actually wanted to do something beastly to me,” Ke Jian explained with a perfectly serious expression. “But then I remembered that I belong to you, President Cheng. How could I possibly let a beast like that touch me with his filthy hands? So I turned around and slapped him across the face.”
“Who would’ve thought you were holding me at the time? So…”
Cheng Yu: Hah.
“You won’t blame me, will you, President Cheng?”
After speaking, Ke Jian even blinked at Cheng Yu with an aggrieved expression. Although his face was undeniably flawless, Cheng Yu could still detect an awkward twitch around his eyes. There was no helping it. His acting was simply too terrible.
[357, do you think the scumbag gong realizes that the disgusting pervert I was talking about is actually him?]
[…He probably doesn’t.]
Cheng Yu: Hah~
“Mm.” Cheng Yu gave a noncommittal hum.
Seeing that the scumbag gong’s expression had visibly improved, Ke Jian let out a huge sigh of relief. Then, pretending to be innocent, he asked, “By the way, President Cheng, what were you doing just now? You made me misunderstand and think that nightmare was happening.”
Hah.
Without changing his expression, Cheng Yu replied indifferently, “I saw you had fallen asleep, so I was carrying you to bed.”
Bullshit! I’d spit right in your face!
The corner of Ke Jian’s mouth twitched. How could anyone in this world be so shameless? He had obviously wanted to take advantage of Ke Jian while he was asleep, yet he refused to admit it. How utterly pathetic!
At that moment, all of Ke Jian’s feelings toward Cheng Yu could be summed up in one expression.
Ptooey!
Ptooey!
Only by spitting a few more times could Ke Jian adequately express his current feelings.
Meanwhile, Ke Jian’s manager, Xu Rui, was anxiously lingering near a corner of the hallway. Every so often, he would irritably plop himself down on the stairs and repeatedly check the time on his phone. He wasn’t worried about Ke Jian being photographed, since President Cheng had booked the entire hotel for the day. Besides, even if someone managed to take photographs, ordinary media outlets wouldn’t dare publish them. He was simply anxious. Ke Jian had been inside for more than two hours and still hadn’t emerged.
Logically speaking, his artist had climbed from being an eighteenth-tier nobody to a third-tier celebrity in less than a year after getting together with President Cheng. Furthermore, a man as outstanding, incredibly handsome, and outrageously wealthy as Cheng Yu was someone countless people would fight tooth and nail to get close to, with no guarantee of success. No matter what, they needed to cling tightly to this golden opportunity.
However, all their previous meetings had taken place at night. Once Cheng Yu had satisfied his lust, he would leave without the slightest hesitation. He never stayed overnight, nor did he care what condition Ke Jian was left in after being thoroughly worn out.
So why had he summoned him in broad daylight this time? And for so long, too. Xu Rui hardly dared imagine what was happening. Ke Jian had an extremely important event tomorrow!
With these thoughts in mind, Xu Rui turned an ingratiating gaze toward the expressionless man beside him and decided to test the waters.
“Secretary Xiao, how’s President Cheng’s mood today?”
The handsome Secretary Xiao, who had been leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, curled his lips into a smile. He slowly bent down toward the man sitting on the stairs, looked him in the eyes, and asked, “Do you think my boss is the kind of person who wears his emotions on his sleeve?”
Xu Rui immediately shrank back and shook his head like a rattle. “Of course not.”
As expected of President Cheng’s personal secretary. His presence alone was more imposing than that of many small-time bosses.
Just then, the person rumored to have been brought here by President Cheng approached them.
Wei Li had come to thank Cheng Yu for helping him join the production. It had been an enormous help to him during a difficult time. However, Secretary Xiao frowned in hesitation. His boss wasn’t someone just anyone could casually disturb. Besides, that little celebrity was currently inside with him. It didn’t take much imagination to guess what his boss was doing. Going in at a time like this would be no different from courting death.
But on second thought, the young man before him looked far too much like that person. Having worked for his boss for ten years, Secretary Xiao knew perfectly well why Cheng Yu had decided to help this unremarkable young man. He also understood just how important that person was to his boss. Because of this, he couldn’t quite determine what Cheng Yu’s intentions were toward the young man who resembled that person.
Perhaps he shouldn’t stop him?
And so, Secretary Xiao spoke to Wei Li with reasonable politeness. “The boss is in the VIP suite on the third floor.”
“All right. Thank you, Secretary Xiao.”
Xu Rui was dumbfounded. Was Secretary Xiao deliberately trying to get Wei Li into trouble? But when he thought about it again, alarm bells immediately began ringing in his head. This young man actually dared to disturb President Cheng at a time like this. Their relationship was probably anything but ordinary. He absolutely had to warn Ke Jian to be on guard against this kid.
Thus, when Wei Li knocked on the door of the VIP suite, Ke Jian had just shamelessly taken a seat beside Cheng Yu and was expressing how delighted he was by the man’s earlier “kindness.”
The moment he heard the knock, he felt as though he had finally spotted a ray of hope in the darkness. Ke Jian unconsciously shifted his aching backside. He had finally escaped a disaster.
“President Cheng, if you have something to attend to, I won’t disturb you any longer.”
Ke Jian hurriedly spoke. Everything needed to be carefully planned from the beginning. He had been far too reckless today and had nearly lost his virginity…
The scumbag gong didn’t even bother responding. There wasn’t the slightest indication on his face that he wanted Ke Jian to stay.
Ke Jian: “…”
However, just as Ke Jian stood up and prepared to leave, the voice inside Cheng Yu’s head sounded once more.
[Hello. This is Bug Fix Administrator 03. First of all, we sincerely apologize for accidentally involving you in this world due to a system BUG. You now have two choices.]
Cheng Yu’s eyebrows moved slightly. Just as he had suspected. A BUG.
[1. The system will return you to your original world and erase all related memories.]
[2. You may choose to stay. However, you must maintain your scumbag gong persona and cannot allow the transmigrator or his System 357 to become suspicious of you.
At the same time, you will also be assigned a mission.]
[What mission?]
[Win over the transmigrator.]
Cheng Yu’s pupils contracted. Now this was getting really fucking interesting.
Go back? Cheng Yu let out a self-mocking snort. There were hardly any people in that world who cared about him, but there were plenty who wished he would disappear.
And so, without the slightest hesitation, Cheng Yu answered Administrator 03.
[I choose option 2.]
[Understood.]
[There is one important point we must remind you of. The objective of this mission is to win the transmigrator’s heart, not to claim any form of physical possession over him.]
Wouldn’t that make things even more interesting? Cheng Yu looked at Ke Jian, who had already reached the door and was about to open it. Suddenly, he spoke in a tone that brooked no argument.
“Come back.”
Ke Jian: “???”
What the hell was wrong with this lunatic?!
Ke Jian was so furious that his insides trembled, yet he couldn’t let any of it show.
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