After the Pretty Fool Caught the Gloomy Dreamer's Eye

Coming soon: "After My Husband Died, My Stepson Disguised Himself as a Strapping Man and Came to My Door" A rigid, traditional man × a repressed and delectable stepmother, the bottom × a wild, foul-mouthed stepson, the top

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A pretty, pampered little swan, the bottom × a duplicitous, gloomy dreamer, the top

※About the top spending money to coax the bottom into seducing him, then getting exposed

Among the wealthy families of Fenggang, there was a pair of opposites:

Cheng Yin, the Cheng family's only son, dazzling with jewels and as graceful as a little swan;

Liang Zongting, an illegitimate son who grew up in the slums, cruel and vicious by nature.

But before long,

the little swan was revealed to be a fake young master and fell into the red-light district, while the illegitimate son fought his way out of the gladiator arena and seized the very top of the pyramid.

Everyone thought they belonged to different worlds.

Until Cheng Yin received a mysterious message. When he was at his poorest, someone offered him tens of millions to seduce Liang Zongting.

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The mysterious person was as cold as a block of ice, knew Liang Zongting's every move, and issued orders without warmth.

[At 9:30, Liang Zongting will go to the red-light district]

[Be good and make him happy]

A sharply dressed figure appeared at the entrance right on time. The little swan, emboldened by alcohol, went up to the man, wrapped his arms around his neck, rose onto his toes, and boldly, wantonly rubbed against him.

The man didn't turn coldly away, as the rumors claimed he would when someone threw themselves at him. Delighted, Cheng Yin pressed close to him, but the man dodged, and he tumbled onto the sofa.

"How many other people have you done this with?" The man's voice was edged with ice. He left in a fit of anger, carelessly leaving behind his Patek Philippe.

That night,

the mysterious person sent dozens of pages of PDFs detailing everything Liang Zongting liked.

[He only wants things that are one of a kind.]

Using the excuse of returning the watch, Cheng Yin dressed himself up like a custom-made doll, his long, slender legs pretty and eye-catching. But he received no special treatment from the man.

The man remained aloof and unsmiling, merely nodding in thanks.

For months, Cheng Yin made no progress.

Then the people he'd borrowed money from came after him. Driven into a dark alley with nowhere to run, he heard his phone buzz. The mysterious person had sent him a room number.

In the pouring rain in the dead of night, Cheng Yin burst into the penthouse suite. It was pitch-black, with no lights on. Soaking wet, he clung to the man's arm and begged, trembling, "Brother Zongting, please, you have to save me."

The man's hand clamped around his chin, making Cheng Yin wince. He looked up in panic and met a pair of deep, intense eyes.

The man's arm against him was burning hot.

"Yinyin, are you only going to beg with your mouth?"

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After that day, Cheng Yin became Liang Zongting's lover, conscientiously playing the part of a well-behaved caged canary.

The mansion halfway up the mountain became their den of debauchery. Liang Zongting was ruthless, leaving as soon as he was done.

But after yet another night together, Cheng Yin woke to the annoying ring of a phone. There was no one beside him.

He got out of bed and, supporting his aching body, found a phone tucked in the corner of a study cabinet. It was old, but someone had taken painstaking care of it.

On the screen was his chat with the mysterious person.

And the drafts folder held many messages that had never been sent.

[Wearing a white suit, chin held high, just like a little swan. What should I do? I want so badly to make you cry.]

[You picked that idiot as your swimming partner again, and even smiled at him. What a pain. I should grab your legs. Your skin is as white as tofu, so I bet you'd turn red. I should keep you locked up, so you'd only be able to look at me.]

The later messages grew more and more explicit. Cheng Yin's hand shook as he held the phone. Someone behind him pulled him into their arms, and the man's hot breath brushed his ear.

"Baby, what did you see? You're trembling so much."

Tips:

1. Both are each other's one and only.

2. No secondary couple.

Blurb dated 2025.10.12

Revised 2025.12.16

Theme: Keep moving forward bravely and never give up.