“Xiao Zhuan?” Zhao Mingchong was in disbelief. His complexion darkened. Moving quickly, he moved to hug Tang Qizhuan, wanting to kiss his nonsense-speaking mouth.
Tang Qizhuan forcefully pushed him away, turning aside to avoid Zhao Mingchong’s kiss.
This action made Zhao Mingchong angry. He pushed the other against the wall, his voice steady and dangerous as he spoke. “I won’t allow you to leave me. Break up? No way. Don’t ever even think about it!”
“Get away from me! If I want to break up, we break up!” Tang Qizhuan was also provoked into anger. “You’ve already been dumped by laozi!”
Tang Qizhuan’s build wasn’t as great as Zhao Mingchong’s, nor was he more powerful. Zhao Mingchong restrained him, sneering, “Tang Qizhuan, do you think you have the final say in our relationship?”
“What do you mean?” Tang Qizhuan wrinkled his brow.
Zhao Mingchong said, “In the years we’ve been together, I’ve invested a lot of money in you. Have you counted it? I single handedly made you famous. Without me, you’d have nothing.”
“You…” Tang Qizhuan stared at him, wide eyed.
Zhao Mingchong continued, “You need to think carefully. If you break up with me, all your endorsements will be nullified. When you don’t have resources, besides not being able to find screenplay work, you’ll have to foot all kinds of penalties and lawsuits. Do you think you can cover all those costs?”
A deep laughter came out of Zhao Mingchong’s throat. “You’re my person. Even if others have money, they won’t give you a cent. In the end, when you get desperate, you’ll just climb back into my bed again!”
“You…”
Tang Qizhuan’s chest rapidly rose up and down. In his rage, his face was all red, and he couldn’t get a word out.
Having endured for a while, Tang Qizhuan suddenly summoned a bout of strength to resolutely shove Zhao Mingchong, pushing him and quickly running away.
“Bang!!!”
With an earth-shattering boom, Tang Qizhuan ran back to his room and slammed the door shut.
“Xiao Zhuan!”
“Xiao Zhuan, wait…”
Zhao Mingchong chased after him, seemingly having some regrets, but it was to no avail. Tang Qizhuan had already closed the door. No matter what Zhao Mingchong said, he refused to open up.
…
Wen Nuan received a few complaints…
They said that in the middle of the night, there were people arguing in the hotel. There was yelling and door-slamming, and nobody could rest well.
Wen Nuan wholeheartedly apologized over and over, finally sending all the complainants back to their respective rooms.
The two who caused the complaints were obviously Tang Qizhuan and Zhao Mingchong.
Tang Qizhuan angrily shut himself in his room, and Zhao Mingchong couldn’t get him to open up no matter what. In the end, Zhao Mingchong gave up on pounding the door. He went to the lobby front desk and asked to reserve a room. He asked for the room right next to Tang Qizhuan, and it seemed like he was also planning to stay awhile.
Wen Nuan exasperatedly helped Zhao Mingchong settle the check-in process. He handed him the room card and said, “Guest, here’s your room card, Room 0729.”
Zhao Mingchong took it with a dark expression, reluctantly saying, “Thanks.”
“Mr. Zhao…” Wen Nuan called out suddenly. “I might be speaking too much, but if Mr. Zhao and Mr. Tang are at a misunderstanding, properly clear things up. Mr. Tang’s nature is to have a stubborn mouth but a soft heart. If you explain things properly, I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
On that note, because of Tang Qizhuan’s nature, if he wasn’t willing to accept the explanation, they might never be able to turn things back.
Zhao Mingchong said nothing. He merely glanced at Wen Nuan before turning to leave.
“Have you always liked to meddle in other people’s business so much?”
Someone spoke behind Wen Nuan. When he turned around, he saw it was Baili Wuchang.
Right now, it was well past midnight. Baili Wuchang had followed Wen Nuan the entire time, not even leaving for a step.
Wen Nuan’s eyelid twitched. “Guest, are you not busy today?”
“The work was given to Heibai Wuchang and Ying Zi.” Baili Wuchang then changed to answer the question, saying, “Not busy.”
Wen Nuan sighed. He didn’t understand why the nice-waist guest suddenly became a “bum beetle”, and he didn’t know why he kept following along.
However…
If he wants to follow, let him follow. The nice-waist guest is such eye candy, there’s nothing I’m losing out on.
Wen Nuan was deserving of being called an optimist.
Looking at the back of Zhao Mingchong who went to take the elevator, Wen Nuan felt a little emotional. “I grew up alone, so it was normal for me to feel helpless at times. In those moments, I would often hope, if there was someone out there who meddled in my business, that would help me a little…”
Wen Nuan was answering Baili Wuchang’s question.
He smiled and said, “It’s a shame luck is called luck for a reason, because there’s no way it would come across someone as unlucky as me.”
Not even once…
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Wen Nuan never met anyone who was willing to meddle, not even once. When he was lost and helpless, Wen Nuan just gritted his teeth and kept going forward.
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Baili Wuchang raised a hand, pressing down against his chest over where his heart was…
Baili Wuchang said, “If you need help, come find me.”
Speaking of help, Wen Nuan suddenly remembered; Baili Wuchang had signed up for special service some time ago, wanting to look for a little box, but Wen Nuan had been too busy and didn’t even have any leads.
Wen Nuan said, “Taking advantage of Mr. Tang being this quiet, I’m going to look for the box.”
Baili Wuchang pulled on Wen Nuan, who had been spinning around like a top all night. “I had Heibai Wuchang go look for it. No need to worry.”
The one who wanted to look for the box was Baili Wuchang, but now he told Wen Nuan not to worry. Wen Nuan was confused by him.
“Ring ring ring—”
He’d just said that Tang Qizhuan was being quiet, but the front desk phone rang, and it was Tang Qizhuan calling.
Tang Qizhuan’s voice sounded listless as he spoke. “Is that Wen Nuan? Send some alcohol up for me; anything is fine…”
After saying this, he hung up with a “clack”.
Baili Wuchang had been standing at the side. With his acute sense of hearing, he naturally heard what Tang Qizhuan said.
Baili Wuchang was very unhappy. His Master was very respectable. This reckless person dared to order Master around so unrestrained.
With a dark face, Baili Wuchang said, “I’ll get the alcohol.”
“What?” Wen Nuan’s brain went blank. The VVIP guest from Room 404 was going to serve the VIP guest Tang Qizhuan personal room service?
Wen Nuan had a bit of a headache. “Guest, don’t make a fuss.”
Tang Qizhuan didn’t specify what kind of alcohol he wanted, so Wen Nuan grabbed a bottle, afraid of taking more. He took the elevator to the seventh floor.
On alert, Baili Wuchang followed Wen Nuan. Wen Nuan really couldn’t make any sense of the matter. He started to wonder if Baili Wuchang would follow if he went to use the restroom.
“Ding—” The elevator sounded as it opened.
Wen Nuan had just exited when he raised his hand and saw someone at the other end of the hallway. It was a shadowy figure, unclear as to what they looked like.
“It’s that person…”
Though unclear, Wen Nuan subconsciously knew it had to be that person.
It was that person by the pool who had been wearing a black hood. They had a knife, wanting to attack Tang Qizhuan, but then they disappeared.
It wasn’t clear as to what that person’s face looked like, nor was it clear why they attacked Tang Qizhuan. Was it that person who adored Zhao Mingchong, the “little mistress” who called Tang Qizhuan with death threats?
The black hooded figure seemed to want to go towards Room 0728, but unluckily for them, they ran into Wen Nuan and Baili Wuchang coming up the elevator.
In the blink of an eye, the black hooded figure disappeared, just like they did by the pool.
Wen Nuan once again wondered if he had seen an illusion, raising a hand to rub his eyes.
“It wasn’t you seeing things.” Baili Wuchang stood at Wen Nuan’s side.
Wen Nuan looked up at him and said, “You saw, too. There was a man over there wearing a black hood.”
Baili Wuchang nodded. “Not at all a person.”
“Not a person?” Wen Nuan said, surprised. “Is it a ghost? Is there a ghost that wants to harm Mr. Tang?”
“Also not a ghost.” Baili Wuchang’s voice was calm.
Wen Nuan’s head was full of question marks. “Then what?”
Baili Wuchang said, “I mentioned before: a big inconvenience. Nobody else can help. Only Tang Qizhuan himself can settle it.”
Wen Nuan felt the question marks over his head increase.
“I say, what are you two doing? You keep chatting at my doorstep, and you won’t even come in.”
The door to Room 0728 had opened. Tang Qizhuan eyed Wen Nuan and Baili Wuchang suspiciously. “Don’t show PDA in front of a man who just broke up. Did you bring the alcohol like I wanted?”
“You joke, Mr. Tang.” Wen Nuan handed him the bottle and said, “For you.”
“Just one bottle, huh,” Tang Qizhuan said unhappily. “I could drink ten bottles.”
“Buzz buzz buzz—”
The cell phone in Tang Qizhuan’s pocket buzzed, diverting his attention.
He took out his phone and saw it was a stranger with an unknown number.
He’d seen too many of these kinds of calls over the past few days, so Tang Qizhuan wasn’t fazed. Before, seeing these calls would make him furious and want to stomp and gnash his teeth, but now…
Tang Qizhuan calmly picked up the phone. As expected…
Wen Nuan could hear the voice coming through the phone from where he stood.
“Leave him…leave Zhao Mingchong!”
“Quickly leave him…”
As expected, it was that voice again.
Tang Qizhuan didn’t scream or shout. He said flatly, “Hello, as you wished, I broke up with Zhao Mingchong. You don’t need to call anymore. I have nothing to do with Zhao Mingchong any longer.”
“Leave him…”
“You need to leave him…”
It was like the voice over the phone was pre-recorded, because it felt like they weren’t listening to Tang Qizhuan at all, continuing to talk one-sidedly.
“Do you think…Zhao Mingchong really likes you?”
“Leave him…”
“He doesn’t love you; from the beginning, he always lied to you!”
“Let me tell you a secret…”
“Zhao Mingchong, he…”
Tang Qizhuan’s face was indifferent, but listening to the voice over the phone, cracks in his expression gradually appeared.
He originally thought that when coming across a scumbag, all you needed to do was break up. In reality, things were more complicated than what he had imagined.
Tang Qizhuan’s heart clenched. He quickly ended the call.
Since he had cut off those feelings already, he didn’t want to get to the bottom of things anymore. If he looked back now, he would only cause more suffering to himself.
Whatever secret there was, it had nothing to do with him anymore…
Tang Qizhuan hung up and turned his phone off.
Forcing out a smile, he said, “Wen Nuan, come in and drink with me.”
“Mr. Tang, I can’t drink while I’m on the clock.” Wen Nuan waved his hands.
“No worries. Come in first; you can just watch me drink.” Tang Qizhuan beckoned to him.
Tang Qizhuan wasn’t in a good mood, so he wanted someone to keep him company. He hoped that one sip would be enough to get himself drunk, and that when he sobered up, he would forget all about Zhao Mingchong.
Wen Nuan stayed with Tang Qizhuan and Baili Wuchang stayed with Wen Nuan. He casually followed them into Room 0728, even helping them close the door.
Tang Qizhuan looked at Baili Wuchang in surprise. “Why did you come in? I didn’t ask you to, did I?”
Baili Wuchang’s face was neutral as he said lightly, “I want to drink.”
“Hey, you should’ve said so earlier. I warmly welcome you,” said Tang Qizhuan with a grin. “It’s only lively when you drink with others.”
Tempted by the bottle of alcohol, Tang Qizhuan enthusiastically let Baili Wuchang in, heroically pouring cup after cup.
Besides drinking, Tang Qizhuan didn’t act like the roaring drunk he did the other day. He only sighed deeply every now and then as he drank.
His eyes looked into the distance wistfully. It would be five in the morning soon, and the sun would start to rise. Wen Nuan sat there, bored, his eyelids starting to feel heavy, as well as his head. He was like a little drowsy bug.
So sleepy…
I’m gonna fall asleep…
Wen Nuan fought to keep himself awake, but he couldn’t endure it in the end. Unknown to himself, he dozed off at some point.
“Ka-thunk—”
Wen Nuan wobbled, almost falling off the sofa. Baili Wuchang’s reactions were quick, and he held onto Wen Nuan in a snap, allowing him to rest on his chest.
On the other side, Tang Qizhuan had drunk a lot, laying on the ground sprawled on his back. He still held the bottle in his arms.
Baili Wuchang didn’t even spare Tang Qizhuan a glance. He softly lifted Wen Nuan horizontally, trying his best not to wake him up. He carried the man and left Room 0728.
After exiting the room, Baili Wuchang saw someone standing outside. It was Zhao Mingchong.
Zhao Mingchong’s gaze flashed upon seeing people come out of Tang Qizhuan’s room. He walked towards them.
Baili Wuchang didn’t give him a chance to speak before saying, “Tang Qizhuan’s inside. He’s drunk.”
After saying so, he carried Wen Nuan away, taking the elevator to Room 404.
In Room 404, Heibai Wuchang were already back from their mission. They had waited half the day for their boss to come back, unsure about when he would.
It was almost daybreak when the door to the room opened. Hei Wuchang quickly covered his own mouth, gasping exaggeratedly.
Baili Wuchang was back, and there was someone in his arms.
Wen Nuan rested against Baili Wuchang’s chest, fast asleep. There was a trace of exhaustion across his sleeping face.
Hei Wuchang was an expert in using his imagination. His thoughts instantly diverged, using this scene to conjure up unlimited reveries.
Baili Wuchang didn’t say a word. He carried the sleeping Wen Nuan into his bedroom.
Hei Wuchang totally lacked the ability to make proper judgments as he also tried to follow them into the bedroom to investigate. Bai Wuchang reached out a hand, grabbing onto Hei Wuchang’s collar, dragging the other out of Room 404.
“Wait wu wu…wu wu…”
Hei Wuchang wanted to protest, but Bai Wuchang knew him too well. One hand gripped Hei Wuchang’s collar while the other blocked his mouth so as to not wake up the sleeping Wen Nuan.
“Wu wu…wu!”
Hei Wuchang mumbled in futility. Once he was removed from the room, the door to Room 404 closed, and the only people remaining inside were Wen Nuan and Baili Wuchang.
The sleeping Wen Nuan was off in dreamland. He dreamed of something remote, but then his dream became fuzzy, and his memory also blurred, so he couldn’t remember…
“Oh…”
Wen Nuan felt the sun’s rays behind his eyelids. His eyelashes shuddered, and he slowly opened his eyes.
An unfamiliar environment, an unfamiliar room, and an unfamiliar bed that was comfy and soft…
Befuddled, Wen Nuan rolled over on the bed, his gaze instantly landing on Baili Wuchang’s perfectly flawless face.
“Ah…”
Wen Nuan let out a heartfelt sigh. “I’m still dreaming…”
He opened his eyes only to see the nice-waist guest from Room 404 laying down next to him. What else could this be but a dream?
“Since I’m dreaming…”
Wen Nuan dazedly stared at Baili Wuchang, almost drooling. Thinking aloud, he muttered, “Am I allowed to follow my heart’s desires? Can I do whatever I want?”
“What do you want to do?”
Listening to that deep and rough voice, Wen Nuan’s entire body trembled.
Laying down next to him, Baili Wuchang opened his eyes. He didn’t leave, tilting his head to closely stare back at Wen Nuan.
Wen Nuan laughed with a “hehehe”, his laughter full of mischief.
“I want to harass you!” Wen Nuan’s sleepiness hadn’t yet faded. His words slurred together as he spoke in the right and self-confident.
“Okay,” responded Baili Wuchang.
So it really is a dream. Wen Nuan felt light and airy. The Baili Wuchang in his dreams was too gentle, easily getting wrapped around his finger. The Baili Wuchang in reality was cold and standoffish. There was no way he’d answer like that.
“Heh—” Like a caterpillar, Wen Nuan inched over, getting even closer to the Baili Wuchang wrapped around his finger.
Reaching out his hands, with strength like a pouncing tiger, he threw himself into Baili Wuchang’s embrace.
Seizing the opportunity, he lowered his head, wanting to kiss Baili Wuchang on the lips…
The author has something to say: We’re entering V territory! From today on, every day at eight in the morning there’ll be 10k new words~ Thank you to the little angels who keep reading this novel, mwa mwa!
[Mini Theater]
[The lead of Hell’s Top Four Beauties, Baili Wuchang’s utmost favorite book series, revealed for the first time!]
1st Favorite! — 《Hell Chain Hotel》 (AKA: Nice-waist guest, you can’t~)
2nd Favorite! — 《The Ghost King’s Pampered Wife》
3rd Favorites! — 《Overbearing Ghost Envoy Fell in Love with Me》, 《The Ghost King’s Domineering Love》, 《Hell’s Aristocrats: Tyrant’s Stubborn Pampering》, 《Prince Ghost Envoy, Addicted to Kissing You》
Favorite Top New Works! — 《My Buddhist Foster Son》《Let’s Get Married? Mr. Love Rival》《Spring-Autumn Minor Official》《Black Donkey Hoof Flagship Store》(Pspsps: You’re welcome to click on the author’s special column collection of novels~)
Wen-Little-Nuan: This should actually be called—Aloof Ghost Envoy’s Secret Special Hobby.
Lord Baili: …
The author is so funny 🤣🤣 They did us dirty with that cliffhanger though!!
Aghh! Cliffhanger!!!! 🙄
Oh my oh my~~ 🤭