Transmigrated into the body of a tycoon's son's ex-boyfriend

Lu Yu kept his sexual orientation a secret for many years, to the point that he almost forgot about it himself.

Before he could truly love anyone, he fell off the wire.

Lu Yu found it a bit absurd.

Since God has given him a second chance at life, why should he continue to hide it?

He snapped out of his reverie and refocused his gaze on Song Xijin's face.

Song Xijin was still waiting for him to speak.

Those indifferent and detached eyes held a hint of scrutiny.

It's like they're trying to figure out what kind of price he'll offer.

Now, this aloof and cold young master is still her boyfriend.

At least for the next few minutes.

Lu Yu spoke lightly, his fingers nervously touching his trousers, his voice barely audible to himself:

Let's do it once.

"Click—"

Song Xijin's leg kicked the coffee table, and for the first time, her expression softened.

"...What?"

His eyebrows furrowed, his handsome eyes widened slightly, and his lips parted slightly.

The astonishment on his face was undisguised.

Just moments ago, the eldest son of the Song family was calm, aloof, and shrewd, but now he's been caught completely off guard.

Song Xijin never expected Lu Yu to say those words.

I don't want the money, I don't want the house, I don't want the car.

Does he want this?

Looking at Song Xijin's wide-eyed and astonished expression, Lu Yu sighed inwardly.

It turns out that such vivid expressions can appear on this cold and indifferent face.

Quite good looking.

So he repeated it again honestly, his tone serious and his expression calm.

It's as if you're talking about something that has been carefully considered:

"Xi Jin, let's do it once."

Only a concealed LED strip was turned on in the living room, shining down from the edge of the ceiling.

Song Xijin sat on the sofa, tilted her head back, and stared into Lu Yu's eyes for a long time.

The eyes that were usually indifferent and aloof now held scrutiny and inquiry.

He wanted to see Lu Yu clearly, inside and out.

Song Xijin tried to glean something else from Lu Yu's eyes.

Scheming, greed, and the trick of playing hard to get.

Or even just a hint of pretense or pretense.

but.

Those eyes were so clean and spotless, the dark pupils almost blending into the dim light.

A light gray outline surrounds his pupils, making his eyes look exceptionally clear and bright.

Lu Yu quietly looked back at Song Xijin, her gaze unwavering and without any deliberate attempt to appear open.

It is calm and undisturbed, with no hidden currents; you can see right through it at a glance.

This person can say such outrageous things, yet their eyes are so clean.

This contradictory contrast made Lu Yu's face look even more alluring.

Song Xijin leaned back on the sofa, the back of her head against the soft backrest, the alcohol slowly flowing through her veins.

It softened his rationality somewhat.

He definitely drank too much tonight.

While he wasn't actually drunk to the point of unconsciousness, he was enough to make some decisions he wouldn't normally make.

For example, right now.

He inexplicably felt that he had been bewitched by Lu Yu.

I was captivated by those clean, clear eyes.

Song Xijin had investigated Lu Yu.

I investigated everything thoroughly and had detailed information about them as soon as we got together.

He knew almost everything about the other person from childhood to adulthood.

The mother, waiting for surgery, lay in the hospital back home; his bank account never had a balance exceeding four figures.

Lu Yu's personality is indeed not very good.

Greedy, materialistic, insatiable, and always eager to grab any benefit they see.

They spend money as soon as they have it, their fingers slipping through their fingers like a funnel, they have no idea how to save money.

However, there was one thing that Song Xijin hadn't paid much attention to when she was investigating, but now she suddenly remembered it.

Lu Yu is still a college student.

I'm a senior in college, 21 years old, and haven't had time to mess around yet.

It's not that he's particularly virtuous; it's simply that his standards are too high.

She was single-mindedly focused on finding the richest man to marry.

He doesn't even look down on ordinary wealthy people, let alone the students in school who are as poor as him.

In addition, during the six months that she had been with Song Xijin, Song Xijin kept a very close eye on her.

He doesn't like others touching his things, even things he just plays with casually or things he's about to discard.

Therefore, Lu Yu is clean, at least so far.

This is very important to Song Xijin.

He is 26 years old this year.

A normal 26-year-old man has normal physiological needs.

However, he is a very picky person with high standards, a bad temper, and an almost obsessive germaphobia.

This prevents him from easily ending up in bed with someone he doesn't know.

Song Xijin had seen plenty of handsome boys in the industry.

I feel like something's missing.

If you're too proactive and flattering, he'll think you're cheap; if you're too aloof and pretentious, he'll find you repulsive.

The male college student in front of me is different.

The body is clean.

Now, even his eyes are clean.

These two things combined made Song Xijin's heart flutter.

Song Xijin did not completely let her guard down.

After all, he had spent half a year with Lu Yu, and he knew what kind of person he was.

What if Lu Yu has switched to a more sophisticated strategy to lure him in?

Behind those clean eyes, perhaps lies a scheme he hasn't yet figured out.

Song Xijin tapped her jade-like fingers lightly on her leg twice, her voice hoarse from drinking.

The coldness and clarity in his tone had mostly returned:

"Lu Yu, you need to know that I only allow you to make one request."

Song Xijin tilted her head slightly to look at Lu Yu, her gaze sharp: "If you bring this up, you won't get anything else."

Money, houses, cars, luxury goods—don't even think about getting any of those things anymore.

This is what Song Xijin meant.

He was giving Lu Yu one last chance, letting him choose for himself.

Let's see what's hidden beneath this clean exterior.

Lu Yu nodded without hesitation: "I know."

His tone remained calm:

"I've thought it through clearly, this is all I want."

Lu Yu hadn't expected to get anything more from Song Xijin.

Song Xijin has already given more than enough.

Those luxury goods and watches sold for enough to cover his fucking surgery fees.

As for anything more, he never thought about it.

This life was a gift, being able to live again is already a bonus.

He is not greedy.

As for the request he just made, Lu Yu admitted that he had ulterior motives.

The secret I kept hidden for so many years in my past life, I never dared to tell anyone.

I dare not look any man in the face openly.

There was always an empty space in his heart, a feeling that was hard to describe.

Now God has given him a second chance at life, so he no longer has to carefully hide his sexual orientation.

Lu Yu wanted to be herself for once, just like the person in front of her.

Anyway, Song Xijin is about to break up with him.

After tonight, they will be strangers.

To do something with a beautiful, noble, and morally upright stranger that he has always wanted to do but has never dared to do.

No matter how you look at it, he's the one who profited.