We agreed it was just a hug, why did you actually do it?

One day, he suddenly remembered that when he was very young, he often went to his father's mine to play. Back then, the mine would keep big local dogs to guard the house.

Once, a mixed-breed dog gave birth to a litter of puppies, but for some reason, the mother dog just didn't like one of the puppies.

All the other puppies got milk, but it didn't. Later, its brothers and sisters bullied it.

The miners felt sorry for it and threw it into the neighboring pig farm, where there happened to be a sow nursing her piglets.

It actually survived and then played with the piglets. When it grew up, it stayed there and never came back. Occasionally, it would come over to eat something delicious and bring the bones back to the piglets.

At that time, the workers said:

"I didn't feel warmth here, but I did over there. I guess I've been influenced. Maybe I should find a little pig to be my wife in the future."

For some reason, Su Weile thought of him and Tang Shaowu. He thought that Tang Shaowu's mother had treated him badly since he was a child, and even tried to kill him.

His stepmother was even less likely to treat him well, and he didn't have many good friends when he grew up. Then he met me, and suddenly he had good friends. Did he not know how to like them anymore? And did he confuse friendship with love?

Thinking of this, Su Weile broke out in a cold sweat. "Damn, I've committed a terrible sin."

Tang Shaowu suddenly spoke up, "What are you muttering about? Come and go to sleep, stop looking at your phone."

Su Weile turned around, her eyes wide, thought for a moment, then pushed her phone in front of Tang Shaowu and said, "Young Master Tang, what do you think of this girl?"

Tang Shaowu glanced at Su Weile, barely looking at his phone screen, and asked directly, "I'm fine, what's up?"

Su Weile tentatively said, "This is the type Tie Tou likes. But everyone has different tastes, right?"

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Su Weile quickly asked, "So what kind of girl do you like?"

Time seemed to stand still for a few seconds, then Tang Shaowu suddenly laughed, but his eyes were icy cold.

"Su Weile, I think you're tired of living!"

Seeing that Tang Shaowu could pounce at her in the next second, Su Weile immediately preemptively said:

"Hey, there's no rush. Can't we just have a pleasant discussion? What's the hurry?"

Tang Shaowu said with an extremely gloomy expression, "What exactly do you mean?"

Su Weile revealed her true thoughts:

"I'm just worried that I'll lead you astray. Although I didn't mean to, you've never liked anyone or had any friends, so are you confusing friends with lovers?"

"But Tang Shaowu, don't worry, even if you suddenly change your mind or meet a girl you like, it's okay, I'll still be your best friend for life~~"

Tang Shaowu was stunned for a full two minutes. He seriously analyzed Su Weile's words, wondering if he hadn't understood them.

The person he went to such lengths to abduct is now worried about him? He thinks that the person led him astray?

Tang Shaowu's fierce aura vanished without a trace. He pinched Su Weile's waist and said...

"Su Weile, you silly girl, I've always liked men. The kind of situation you're describing won't happen."

Su Weile was stunned for a moment, then suddenly sat up and said emotionally.

"Tang Shaowu, you big liar! Didn't you say you'd never liked anyone? Now you're saying you've always liked boys?"

You big liar, you bastard. Who do you like? That Xue Bing? It must be him. You even protected him when I hit him.

No, it must be that big ice block. You always smile like a flower whenever you see him.

Damn, this is infuriating!

What are you laughing at?

Since learning the truth about Tang Shaowu's illness, Su Weile hadn't lost her temper with him for a long time. But this little leopard finally unleashed its power today.

Despite being scolded, Tang Shaowu genuinely laughed heartily, his body trembling with joy.

After laughing for a while, she said, "Su Weile, I know I like men, but that doesn't mean I've ever liked any particular person. Don't you know what kind of person you can desire?"

Su Weile asked with a hint of disbelief, "Really?"

Seeing Tang Shaowu nod solemnly, Su Weile finally believed him completely. He felt a little embarrassed about his earlier excitement.

She muttered, "Why do you like boys? You have everything boys have, plus you're an upgraded version. Don't you find it boring?"

The warning in Tang Shaowu's voice was already quite clear.

"Su Weile, I'm in a great mood right now. You'd better not mess with me. I'll say it again, I like you, and you can only like me."

"I don't have the magnanimity to so-called 'grant your wish,' so you'd better not let me find out about anything between you and other people, otherwise, Su Weile, I really will kill you all."

Su Weile slapped Tang Shaowu's hand, which was gripping her hand increasingly tightly. "Damn, it hurts so much! Let go, let go!"

"Did you hear me?"

"I heard you, you violent maniac. Are you a reincarnation of a lemon spirit? Why is your face so sour? You turned on me in the middle of a conversation. If it weren't for the fact that you're so fragile, I would have really punched you."

Su Weile lay back down, ready to sleep. He was now wearing his favorite pure cotton pajamas, as he really disliked Tang Shaowu's high-end, slippery pajamas.

Tang Shaowu has developed a daily habit: whenever he hugs Su Weile, he likes to touch his belly. Whenever this happens, Su Weile thinks of how Tang Shaowu used to touch his big dog Kuoxi's belly, and he almost barks at Tang Shaowu.

Su Weile thought about being extravagant, then he thought about his maternal grandparents, then his father, and before he knew it, he had fallen asleep.

He didn't know that Tang Shaowu had been watching him the whole time, watching him slowly fall asleep.

Tang Shaowu stared quietly at Su Weile's sleeping face for a very long time.

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When Su Weile woke up, she heard Tang Shaowu's secretary's voice on the phone every morning. Su Weile realized that since Tang Shaowu returned to Jiangcheng, he seemed to be receiving invitations every day.

Today was no exception; the secretary listed out who had sent invitations one by one.

Tang Shaowu listened and, as usual, said at the end, "Let's find an excuse to cancel all the gatherings. Some of you should be careful with your wording."

"Let Cheng Ming take a look at the rest; if it's necessary for him to attend, he can represent the group."

The secretary replied respectfully, "Yes, Young Master Tang."

Tang Shaowu's status in Jiangcheng is truly at the top of the pyramid. Although he is low-key, his rank is still there. His inherent arrogance and nobility mean that he doesn't need to frequently attend social events to please anyone.

Aside from a few special high-end games, but since the top of the pyramid is only so big, there are very few games he has to attend.

Su Weile had only encountered this once during his time in Jiangcheng. He didn't want to go at first, as he was still traumatized by the last incident, but Tang Shaowu insisted that he accompany him and said he had a headache, so Su Weile had no choice but to put on a suit and go again.