Playing Innocent to Snare a Half-Blood Daddy

[Height difference + age gap | Silly little con artist × mixed-race tycoon] Bai Huanning was the adopted-by-mistake fake young master of Hong Kong’s Bai family. Arrogant and domineering, he repeatedly framed the real young master and was eventually sent abroad. A month after he left, the Bai family cut him off. Bai Huanning: What?! If you’re not sending me spending money, at least pay my tuition for the next three years! Bai Huanning had been spoiled since childhood. He’d never known what it was like to be broke, and there was no way his precious piano-playing hands were going to wash dishes! A casual remark from his roommate, “Find yourself a rich guy and save thirty years of hard work,” showed Bai Huanning the way forward. But Young Master Bai had his dignity, too. When someone came looking for him after his secret got out, how could he possibly stay at school? He had a sudden inspiration and changed into the women’s clothes his good-time friends had sent him. That night, Bai Huanning spotted a new target at a bar. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, six-foot-three, and gorgeous from head to toe. The watch on his wrist alone was worth ten million! Most importantly, the man had been drugged with an aphrodisiac! Bai Huanning was smitten. That face, that body, that watch! No need to think twice! He’d heard foreigners couldn’t tell Asian faces apart, so while the man was still asleep, Bai Huanning changed back into women’s clothes despite his aching legs, then waited pitifully for him to wake up. “I don’t blame you for last night. You can make it up to me by giving me this watch~” The man gripped his chin, gazing at him with deep blue eyes. His hoarse voice sent a shiver through Bai Huanning. “Baby, be a good boy and get on top. I’ll give you another million.” “Pounds.” Bai Huanning got his money and began living an even happier life than he had as the Bai family’s young master, though his back and backside often hurt. To spare his backside, Bai Huanning started coming up with all sorts of excuses to avoid dates. As long as his wallet wasn’t empty, he wasn’t taking the bait. That only made the man more infatuated. Pretty dresses and little gifts never stopped coming. Until one day, Bai Huanning was caught red-handed while out having fun. Before long, a rumor began circulating around campus. The head of the Ludrays family had been conned out of his money and seduced by a gold digger. He vowed to find her, send her to prison, and make her suffer! Bai Huanning tossed aside his little dress, not taking it to heart. What did Ning Huan getting caught have to do with Bai Huanning, the rich family’s cast-off? He barely had a few days to enjoy himself before the man caught him and dragged him home. One look at the room full of pretty little dresses made his legs go weak. The man’s smile grew wider, and the look in his eyes made Bai Huanning nervous. “You like these little dresses? How about you try them all on?” He’d taken things too far. His secret identity was exposed! Bai Huanning put on a pitiful face. “Go easy on me. I’m scared of pain, wah.” After getting one last payday, Bai Huanning clutched his sore backside and tossed away the little dresses. He packed his small bag, then flipped off the grand estate. Goodbye, and good riddance! But when he turned around, he fell into a broad, solid embrace. The man’s chilling voice sounded in his ear. “Where are you going? I’ll drive you.” Xavier Ludrays was the powerful head of an ancient family in Country B. After being drugged, he ran into a beautiful young man from the East and kept him by his side. His little bird had a special hobby: he liked wearing dresses and was very shy. Every time, he either asked Xavier to turn out the lights or to cover his eyes. Xavier went along with it all. His grandmother had told him that people from the East were more reserved, and he was happy to accommodate his bashful partner. He just never expected the little bird he’d indulged and pampered to try to fly away. Xavier held the young man close, kissing his pale fingertips again and again. His low voice was sexy and husky. “Baby, you didn’t really think I couldn’t tell the difference between a man and a woman, did you?” The boy tipped up his slender neck, his watery eyes reflecting only Xavier. Their lips met and parted, and he called Xavier’s name in a soft, obedient voice. “Go easy on me when you punish me.” A pretty little con artist who pretends to be mean but is really a silly fool × a mixed-race tycoon who’s completely head over heels for him 1. Both are pure in body and mind, one-on-one romance, sweet story. 2. Older man, height difference, seven-year age gap. 3. The love interest really is a silly beauty. He thinks he’s clever. ★ Please check out my upcoming story~ "We Really Did Get Married by Agreement" [Fussy little brat × stern-faced, jealous, possessive max-level wife-doting man] Everyone said Mu Zhaobai was lucky. The year he was born, his father struck it rich, and he enjoyed twenty years of luxury. Then, just as the family company was on the verge of bankruptcy, he married Lu Yuan, the heir to the Lu family. He’d never had to suffer for a moment. But Mu Zhaobai had plenty of complaints about the marriage. “Lu Yuan’s basically my dad. No, even my dad didn’t boss me around this much!” Mu Zhaobai grumbled to a friend. “He won’t let me touch cigarettes or alcohol, won’t let me go clubbing or hang out with friends, expects me to answer the phone within five seconds, makes me report in whenever I go out, and insists I be home by nine. He even wants to control how many words I say to other people!” “He’s the one who’s never home all year. When he does come back, he just stands there with that icy face, like he’s got ‘Keep Out’ welded to his forehead!” Mu Zhaobai was fed up. He dreamed of slamming divorce papers in Lu Yuan’s face, but he didn’t have the nerve, not until their first wedding anniversary His secretary called. “Ma’am, President Lu was in a car accident. He...” Mu Zhaobai’s eyelid twitched. “Is he in a vegetative state?” “...No, President Lu has lost his memory.” - Lu Yuan’s memories had gone back ten years. Back then, the Lu family hadn’t taken him in yet, and he was a poor little thing mistreated by his adoptive parents. His friend told him he was married now, and that his wife was sweet and beautiful. They loved each other and got along wonderfully, making them the perfect couple everyone envied. Lu Yuan kept his eyes lowered, giving no response. Soon, his sweet and obedient wife walked into the hospital room, looked him up and down, then clicked his tongue. “What husband? You married into our family. If I tell you to chase chickens, you don’t go after dogs. Got it?” Lu Yuan looked at that familiar face. Ignoring his friend’s hesitant expression, he nodded. “Got it.” No one saw his clenched fist quietly relax when he saw Mu Zhaobai. - Hoping to make the man sick of him and ask for a divorce, Mu Zhaobai did everything he could to be difficult, bossing Lu Yuan around and picking fights at every opportunity. But the amnesiac Lu Yuan went along with everything. He took off his crisp, somber suits and happily stayed up all night gaming with Mu Zhaobai. He massaged his feet and shoulders without complaint, and even obeyed the young master in bed. He kept calling him “wife” with a grin that was worth a fortune. It wasn’t until Mu Zhaobai produced divorce papers that the man’s expression darkened for the first time. The young master had no idea what was going on. He kept babbling to explain himself. “The agreement expired last month. I only put it off because you were sick...” Lu Yuan hid the cold look in his eyes. “Are you going to find that man?” Mu Zhaobai remembered that he’d made up a dream lover to get out of an arranged marriage. He gave a vague reply, and the man wrapped his arms around him from behind. His slightly hoarse voice brushed his ear. “Don’t send me away, okay?” Mu Zhaobai froze. The man kissed him again and again, biting at his lips, and Mu Zhaobai couldn’t bring himself to say no. He’d finally gotten himself a model husband who’d do anything for him. Why not enjoy it a little longer? When Mu Zhaobai discovered that the man had regained his memories, he packed up and made a break for it under cover of darkness. He hadn’t even made it out of the room before he was caught. Lu Yuan tugged at his tie and trapped him against the wall, his eyes dark and intense. “Your suitcase is so heavy. Do your hands hurt from carrying it, baby?” Too late to run now. Theme: True love is priceless, worth more than all the gold in the world