After Transmigrating into a Book, I Turned the Straight Bigshot Gay (BL) - Chapter 3

The Yan Residence.

Xie Yunshen stood at the door of his room and gasped in amazement. As expected of a top-tier wealthy family, even the bodyguard’s quarters were on par with a five-star luxury suite. When he was being dragged out by the old man earlier that day, he hadn’t realized his room was so spacious and lavish.

Xie Yunshen and his grandfather lived here full-time. Their food, clothing, and daily expenses were entirely covered by the Yan family, and they even received a 5% dividend from one of the subsidiary companies every month. That dividend alone was more than what an average person could earn in several lifetimes.

It seemed the Yan family truly remembered the kindness of the past. No wonder the original soul of this body chose to completely “lay flat” and live like a loafer.

However, his thoughts turned serious when he opened the closet and saw the bulletproof vests inside. In his previous life, he had only been eligible for a bulletproof vest after becoming a Silver-rank bodyguard. This kid had two sets just by existing!

“Grandpa, tell me the truth,” Xie Yunshen said.

“If you have a fart, let it out,” Grandpa snapped, frowning.

“Am I Mr. Yan’s illegitimate son?”

A harsh rap delivered to his skull followed immediately. “You brat, what kind of daydreaming is this?! You’re just a free-loader! I’m warning you, don’t you dare have any improper thoughts for the rest of your life!”

Xie Yunshen shielded his head and closed his eyes, a helpless smile appearing on his face. The old man’s temper was truly explosive. But there was nothing for it—he was the one who had taken over someone else’s life.

That night, Xie Yunshen requested dozens of steel pipes from the warehouse and DIY-ed a multi-functional piece of gym equipment in his room. He planned to start with routine training to strengthen this “squishy” body. When the old man came in to deliver milk and saw Xie Yunshen exercising, he froze in disbelief for a long time. Eventually, he just set the milk down and silently closed the door.

This was Xie Yunshen’s first night in the Yan residence.

The next morning, Xie Yunshen rose at 5:00 AM for physical training. Following his old habits, he did single-leg squats, knuckle push-ups, and strength pulls before going for a thirty-minute run. Even so, he was gasping for air before he was even halfway through.

According to the schedule, it was his turn to be on duty today.

After showering and eating breakfast, he drew up a structural layout for a training room and handed it to the butler. “Could you find someone to renovate my room into this?”

The butler squinted at the complex design and smiled. “So you have this skill too, kid? When do you need it?”

“The sooner the better. You can give the bill directly to me; I’ll pay for it.”

The butler laughed. “In the Yan family, how could we let you spend your own money?”

Xie Yunshen noticed that everyone—from the nannies and gardeners to the highly respected head butler—was incredibly tolerant and polite toward him. Logically, he was just a minor bodyguard. Even if his father had saved the master once, he himself was a “salted fish.” What had he done to earn such respect? Perhaps it was because he saved Yan Shiqi yesterday?

He spent the morning swimming in the pool behind the manor and the afternoon training his wrist and leg strength. By 6:00 PM, his entire body ached, and his limbs were shaking. He collapsed into bed. This body clearly hadn’t adapted to this level of intensity yet.

However, it wasn’t without its merits. The original owner had excellent eyesight and decent recovery speed. A few hours of sleep would be enough to make him lively again.

Late night, Yan Residence.

A dark figure wearing a black mask slipped silently into the second-floor study. He walked to the safe and was attempting to crack the first layer of the password when a hand with slender fingers reached out from the darkness behind him and clamped onto his shoulder.

“I’ve been waiting for you for a long time!”

The masked man’s pupils contracted. He dropped his shoulder to shrug off Xie Yunshen’s grip and spun around with a side elbow strike. Xie Yunshen blocked the hit with his arm, but his whole body went numb from the impact. The momentum sent him reeling back until he hit the door.

This body’s physical resistance was far too weak.

Seeing the intruder bolt from the room, Xie Yunshen hit the alarm on the wall and gave chase. The siren pierced the silence of the night, and the entire manor lit up instantly.

He had been guarding the corridor leading to the study all night, waiting for this “distinguished guest.” This intruder was none other than the Male Lead of this “power fantasy” novel.

In the book, the Male Lead’s sister was murdered. He obtained a list of suspects from a detective that included members of the top wealthy families in the Southern Province—the Yan family among them. Thus began his series of investigations and revenges.

According to the plot, after Yan Shiqi was seriously injured at the port, the Yan family fell into chaos. The Male Lead took the opportunity to infiltrate the manor and discovered a long-hidden secret. That secret was later exploited by a villain, leading to the Yan family’s tragic downfall.

As a reader, Xie Yunshen knew the Yan family had nothing to do with the sister’s death. Having a “fan filter” for Yan Shiqi, he felt a surge of annoyance toward this protagonist. He had thought that since Yan Shiqi wasn’t injured this time, the Male Lead might not come, but it seemed the plot was trying to stay on track.

Though his physical condition was poor, Xie Yunshen had the “core” of a gold-medal bodyguard. His techniques didn’t falter. From the outside, one could see two figures flashing past the upstairs windows, trading blows.

They fought from the doorway to the open gallery. Xie Yunshen launched a fierce flying right front-kick!

Unfortunately, he was 0.5 seconds too slow! He could only watch as the Male Lead dodged with ease. He followed up with a left-hand knife-chop to the head. Again, off by 0.2 seconds!

Blocking kicks, dodging jabs, punching, roundhouse kicks, wrist locks, rear elbow strikes to the neck…

Everything was too slow!! The muscles of this body couldn’t keep up with the speed his mind demanded.

“Too slow.” The Male Lead easily blocked his attack and twisted his body for a mid-level kick to the chest!

Xie Yunshen leaned back to dodge, using the momentum to spin into an upward kick intended to dislocate the Male Lead’s jaw.

Crack!! His lumbar vertebrae screamed for help, nearly making him “pass away” on the spot. Xie Yunshen stumbled to the ground, his leg going limp mid-air.

He was going crazy. The original owner clearly hadn’t done even basic exercise; this body was inferior to even the most mediocre bodyguard. Wrists, elbows, arms, knees, legs—none of them had any impact resistance!

“I’ve seen many experts from the Five Families, but this is the first time I’ve seen an ‘expert’ who fights while lying down. The Yan family’s experts are truly… unusual,” the Male Lead taunted.

As soon as the words left his mouth, Xie Yunshen spun up from the floor and launched a sharp right-side kick. The speed was unexpected; the Male Lead narrowly dodged, but a left elbow strike was already heading for his temple.

He hadn’t expected Xie Yunshen’s movements to suddenly accelerate. Having underestimated his opponent, the Male Lead took the hit, slammed into the railing, and used the momentum to kick a nearby famous painting toward Xie Yunshen, the glass shattering.

Shards of glass flew toward Xie Yunshen. He raised his arms to protect his face. The glass sliced two wounds into his arm, and blood began to drip. By the time he looked again, the Male Lead had vaulted over the railing and jumped down into the living room.

Xie Yunshen jumped after him without hesitation. Upon landing, the shock nearly paralyzed his legs. He gritted his teeth, forcing himself to stay upright.

In that instant, the living room lights flared to life. Several Yan family experts were already standing there. Yan Shiqi sat on a sofa in the back, with the crew-cut man standing behind him.

The Male Lead frowned, his eyes wary. In the hallway outside, the servants and the butler were watching the commotion.

“Old Man Xie, is your grandson actually this powerful?”

Xie Yunshen’s grandfather stood nearby, rubbing his eyes through his reading glasses, too stunned to speak.

The Male Lead scanned his memory. He knew most of the experts under the Five Families. Although the Yan family was wealthy, they were never known for their martial strength compared to the other four. Where did this unpredictable guy come from?

“Which master did the Yan family hire you from?”

Xie Yunshen ripped off his loosened tie, crudely bandaged his arm, and used his teeth to tighten the knot. “I am a bodyguard of the Yan family.”

“Hmph!” The Male Lead waited for him to finish bandaging before attacking. He took two quick steps, his strikes whistling through the air.

The two clashed again.

“I’ll help him,” the crew-cut man offered, but Yan Shiqi raised a hand to stop him.

By now, Xie Yunshen had adjusted to the body, and his moves were visibly faster. The Male Lead was stunned as he dodged a flurry of consecutive kicks while blocking punches. How is this guy’s legwork so incredible?

The crowd watched as Xie Yunshen’s movements became a blur. The Male Lead had to go all-out just to keep up.

However, Xie Yunshen’s fatal weakness remained: the “software” and “hardware” didn’t match, causing occasional “lag.” As the Male Lead blocked a flurry, Xie Yunshen tried to go for a direct punch, only to find that his arm was 1cm too short!?

The wind from the punch only ruffled the Male Lead’s eyebrows. Both men froze for a second. In that opening, Xie Yunshen was hit squarely in the chest by a swinging elbow strike.

The impact sent him reeling back several steps—right toward Yan Shiqi’s sofa. His momentum was too much; he was about to fall right onto the Bigshot.

Xie Yunshen hurriedly twisted his body to avoid crushing him! The crew-cut man behind the sofa tried to catch him, but it was too late.

And so, Xie Yunshen ended up kissing Yan Shiqi right on the mouth.

Well, technically their lips just bumped.

It felt like the solar system had exploded. In that bizarre 0.01 second, he vaguely saw Yan Shiqi’s eyebrows furrow deeply in anger.

Xie Yunshen bounced back instantly.

The Male Lead let out a whistle from behind. “Haha! I was wondering why the Yan family kept such a ‘useless’ bodyguard. So that’s how it is!”

With that, he leapt out the window. The other men snapped out of their shock and chased after him. Xie Yunshen wanted to follow, but a wave of soreness hit his legs. He had jumped down the stairs too hard earlier, and this squishy body couldn’t handle the intensity.

He turned to look at Yan Shiqi. The latter stood up, his face calm again, as if that fierce frown had been a hallucination.

“Let them chase him. Go rest.”

Xie Yunshen had to admire him. As expected of a bigshot who had seen everything; he acted like being kissed by a man was nothing. Even though the disgust in your eyes is impossible to hide, right?

“Mr. Yan, was anything stolen from the study?”

Yan Shiqi didn’t answer. He looked at him with a deep, searching gaze. “You seemed to know someone would attack tonight.”

Xie Yunshen’s heart thudded. There were cameras everywhere; maybe Yan Shiqi had seen him waiting in the corridor. “Staying alert at all times—isn’t that basic professionalism for a bodyguard?”

He couldn’t exactly say he was from a book.

“Professionalism?” Yan Shiqi laughed. “Is that something you actually have?”

The butler laughed, the crew-cut guy laughed, and many others joined in. It wasn’t a mean laugh, but one of lighthearted relief.

Yan Shiqi saw the blood soaking through the tie on his arm and signaled the butler. “Get the doctor to clean the glass shards out of his arm.”

“I’ve already called; the doctor is on his way,” the butler said.

Yan Shiqi then headed for the elevator. As the doors closed, he took a wet wipe from an assistant and, with a deep frown, wiped his lips.

Author’s Note:

Hmph, he’s disgusted now, but later he’ll want to kiss those lips until they’re raw.