My Lord, Stop Hiding: The Big Shots Are Lining Up to Sign In

(Open-ended shipping) Ji Ling woke up. The moment he opened his eyes, he had gone from the most beloved prince of the Dayan Dynasty to a bullied heir with the same name in a modern wealthy family. The good news: he was still pretty rich. The bad news: in this utterly rotten Ji family, from his father doting on his concubine and neglecting his wife to the collateral relatives acting up, not a single person knew how to behave! Ji Ling sneered. “What are you supposed to be? You think you can carry on in front of this prince?” He exposed his half-sister’s fake display of suffering in front of everyone, then casually crushed the most obnoxious collateral relative into the dirt. The whole Ji family was stunned. How had this pushover suddenly turned into a tyrannosaurus? Ji Ling dusted off his sleeves and drawled, “This prince… this young master doesn’t need to explain himself to you.” But handsome men of all kinds began showing up one after another. The cool, abstinent CEO cornered him against a wall. “Don’t look at them. Look at me.” The gentle, scheming senior smiled as he handed over a bouquet. “Ji Ling, I think I’ve fallen for you.” The sunny top-tier star and puppy-like heartthrob called him out directly on Weibo: “@Ji Ling, hubby, stop hiding.” And then there was the sickly, beautiful neighbor, who was always gazing at him tenderly… Ji Ling pressed a hand to his forehead. “Wait, I do like men, but aren’t there a few too many handsome confidants here?” (This won’t get deeply into the entertainment industry, and it’s not a business-warfare story either.)