A super-rich tycoon? No, just call me the gentlemanly gigolo.

Half an hour later, Jiang Ye finished his shower, let out a comfortable sigh, and looked at his face in the mirror—fair and rosy from the steam, making him even more handsome—and couldn't help but click his tongue in approval.

"Damn, being handsome is a sin; even I'm smitten."

After indulging in his narcissism, he wiped the remaining water droplets from his face and pushed open the bathroom door:

"Wanxing? Can I borrow your bathrobe? There were only two sets, and you guys took them both."

The room was pitch black, with only a faint light coming from the bathroom behind me, barely outlining the furniture.

No one responded to him.

"Wanxing? Asleep? What about Xiaolu? Is he asleep too?"

Jiang Ye blinked, then tentatively called out again:

"Um... I'm not very good at using this hairdryer, could you come over and help me dry my hair?"

"..."

Still no one responded.

Jiang Ye peeked outside and, in the light behind him, could vaguely see two lumps of flesh on the large bed, both motionless, as if they had already fallen asleep.

"Hmm...it seems they're all really asleep."

He clicked his tongue to himself, a hint of relief in his voice:

"But it's good, I didn't bring my pajamas today, otherwise it would be quite impolite to go out naked."

After saying that, he waited for two more seconds at the bathroom door.

three seconds.

Five seconds.

The room remained silent, save for the sound of their breathing, one long and one short, rising and falling.

Jiang Ye grinned, turned off the bathroom light behind him, and walked out naked.

He took a few steps forward in the dark, blinked several times to adjust to the darkness, and gradually saw the situation in the room.

On the large bed, the two of them shared the same summer blanket. One lay on the right side, and the other in the middle, leaving only about a third of the space on the far left, which was obviously reserved for him.

"Um......"

Jiang Ye looked at the "formation" in front of him, stroked his chin, and then, without hesitation, headed straight for the right side:

"Wanxing? Wanxing? Move over a bit! Why did you let Manager Lu sleep in the middle? What if I'm a restless sleeper and end up cuddling with her? That wouldn't be appropriate..."

He walked to the bedside and coughed. Seeing that "Lin Wanxing" was still not awake, he simply reached out and lifted a corner of the blanket, intending to put his hand inside and pat her.

"Evening Star?"

"Evening Star?"

"Oh... Oh, this is a foot... Seriously, I was planning to give it a little kiss, I almost fell for it..."

Jiang Ye seemed somewhat helpless at the other person's deep sleep, so he could only sit on the edge of the bed, squeeze his bottom in a little, and lift the blanket as if to lie down next to him:

"Alright, alright, if she's asleep, that's fine. Wanxing, move over a bit, give me some room... hmm?"

As he squeezed in, he reached out and touched "Lin Wanxing" while his tone became somewhat doubtful:

"Have you gained weight recently? You seem a bit chubby..."

Jiang Ye's voice was incredibly sincere, filled with unwavering affection:

"Oh, it's okay. I'll love you no matter what you become, Wanxing. Even when you're seventy or eighty and all flabby, I'll still love you... Hmm, but I must say, even though you've gained a little weight, you still feel quite comfortable to touch, strangely bouncy... Wait, you're not wearing a bra?"

He suddenly seemed to have touched something wrong, and his tone abruptly became anxious, as if he had discovered some enormous hidden danger:

"Damn! What are we going to do if you catch a cold this late at night? Hmm, I'll shield you with my hand so you don't catch a cold."

As he spoke, a large hand gently covered his face.

Lin Wanxing, who was actually lying in the middle: "..."

She lay on her back, listening to Jiang Ye's low-pitched "heartfelt confession" and "thoughtful care" on the other end of the line, feeling Lu Man beside her constantly poking her with her fingers to send out distress signals. The black lines on her head were so dense that they could be woven into a hat, and she was on the verge of exploding.

"Sigh... Anyway, you're all asleep, so it's probably for the best that you can't hear me. I'll just tell you what's on my mind..."

Jiang Ye's voice suddenly lowered, as if he wanted to dissect his most tender heart in the dead of night:

"Actually, I'm not as carefree as I seem on the surface; all that strength is just an act."

"You might not believe it, and don't laugh at me... I'm actually a mama's boy. Yes, the kind of mama's boy that everyone looks down on."

His voice grew softer and softer, even carrying a faint sob:

"From childhood to adulthood, I have always lived under my mother's meticulous protection and doting care. I have not experienced many things and do not understand many things."

"My usual fearless demeanor is all a facade. I'm actually very fragile inside and have a deep-seated insecurity..."

"It's better that you can't hear me, so you won't look down on me... Actually, every night when I go to sleep, I have to... I have to have a pacifier in my mouth to fall asleep, otherwise I feel empty inside and can't close my eyes at all."

"Only when I'm sucking on a pacifier, feeling that... that sense of security of being enveloped, can I fall asleep peacefully. Isn't that ridiculous? A grown man, actually..."

Jiang Ye paused abruptly as he spoke, his tone suddenly becoming panicked:

"Holy crap! Where's my pacifier? Oh no! I'm in such a rush today, I forgot my pacifier! What am I going to do?! Ugh!"

"..."

Lin Wanxing was completely numb.

She had considered a million ways the other person could take advantage of her—touching, rubbing, hugging, kissing, or even forcing themselves on her—but she never thought of this approach.

Mommy's baby... pacifier...

You always talk about morality and being a gentleman, but now that you see bare feet, you've turned into a mama's boy?

Still need the pacifier...

Everyone knows what this guy is trying to set up, right? What pacifier? He's clearly just trying to...

That scoundrel!

Really...

Sensing Lu Man's urgent distress signals, which escalated from "finger poking" to "fist punching," Lin Wanxing finally couldn't pretend to be asleep any longer.

Unable to bear it any longer, she abruptly opened her eyes and hissed:

"Jiang Ye! What are you muttering about now?!"

"Ouch?"

Hearing this, Jiang Ye, who had already squeezed most of himself onto the bed, seemed startled. After pausing for two seconds, he hesitated before speaking, his voice filled with surprise:

"Wanxing? You... why aren't you opening your mouth to speak? Hmm? Did I fall asleep backwards again?"

He paused for a second, as if thinking about something, then exclaimed "Oh!" as if suddenly realizing something.

"It's okay, it's okay, wait a minute, I'll turn around right now. You're not asleep yet, let's kiss first."

"you!"

Lin Wanxing was so angry she almost fainted. If it weren't for the fact that the other person might not even be wearing underwear, she would have rushed up and exploded at him.

"Turn your head off, my foot! Get over here right now!"

"Huh? In the past?"

Jiang Ye seemed to have just realized what was happening. He quickly moved closer to Lu Man's face, which was full of black lines, and then reached under the covers to feel around carefully before suddenly exclaiming in surprise:

"Damn! What a mess! That woman Lu Man almost got her way!"

He spat through gritted teeth, seemingly outraged that Lu Man had impersonated Lin Wanxing to gain his affection. He shoved her aside, climbed over her, and lay down between the two women.

"I knew something was off! Wanxing, you have such a great figure, how could you be so fat! This fatso, he's impersonating you! He's so cunning!"

Lu Man, who was almost pulled to the ground: "........"

She endured it all, and endured it all again.

He barely managed to swallow the swear words that were on the tip of his tongue.

Fatty...

Son of a bitch!

I'm just slightly chubby!

She has the sexiest hourglass figure! She's got a great bust, a great butt, and an incredibly slim waist!

Do you even know what "curvy" or "full-figured" means?!

Fat my ass!

Having spent so many years in bars, she believed she had seen all sorts of weird men, and her emotional intelligence and patience were already at their peak.

But tonight, she felt that all her years of cultivation were utterly insignificant in front of this bastard surnamed Jiang!

and......

What's most infuriating is that she can't lash out right now.

Because once the urge to react is triggered, it's like admitting that you've been pretending to be asleep all along, and then all those times you were touched earlier... would have been for nothing.

So she had no choice but to continue pretending.

Keep enduring.

She continued to maintain her breathing rhythm as she slept, while mentally cursing Jiang Ye's ancestors for eighteen generations.