Who Is Coveting the Pretty Little Mute?

Ongoing works: The Young Master's Little Butler and The Gorgeous Man I Picked Up Is a Guy. Please add them to your reading lists!

A fake young master, a dazzling rich beauty × a real young master, a cool bad boy

Tang Shubai had been the young master of the Tang family for 22 years, only to be told he wasn't their biological son. The real young master was coming home that very day.

Although Mr. and Mrs. Tang promised they wouldn't send him away and would continue to treat him like their own child, he was still terrified.

After all, he couldn't live independently yet. He'd become mute after being kidnapped as a child, and even his hearing had been damaged.

His eldest brother, Tang Shaobai, caught his gesturing hand. "Shubai, your big brother will take care of you for the rest of your life."

His second brother, Tang Xubai, wrote him a note: "Shubai, you'll always be my little brother."

His childhood friend, Zhou Quanlin, told him outright, "Shubai, will you marry me?"

Tang Shubai was so moved that tears welled in his eyes.

*

Lin Jingcheng had no interest in becoming some rich family's young master. The person he liked least was Tang Shubai.

He had just finished showering when he heard someone pounding on the door. Irritated, he walked over. "Can't you keep it down? You'd wake the dead with all that noise."

The handsome boy's eyes swept over him, clad in nothing but a bath towel. He gestured a whole lot, his face turning red with effort. When Lin Jingcheng failed to understand, he typed something on his phone and showed it to him, his eyes shining brightly.

Lin Jingcheng: ...

Unable to sleep in the middle of the night, he wanted to slap himself. How could he say something so hurtful?

He was such a jerk.

*

Lin Jingcheng cornered Tang Shubai in his room. Just as Tang Shubai was about to ask what was wrong in sign language, Lin Jingcheng grabbed both his hands and pinned them against the wall behind him.

Tang Shubai: ...

Lin Jingcheng asked, word by word, "What's going on between you and that Zhou Quanlin?"

"..." Tang Shubai couldn't free his hands, and he couldn't speak, so all he could do was blink.

Lin Jingcheng gave a cold laugh. "Are you showing off?"

Tang Shubai blinked twice to show he didn't understand.

Lin Jingcheng said, "Even though you're no longer part of the Tang family, you're still big brother's and second brother's brother. Keep your distance. Understand?"

Tang Shubai's wide eyes were full of confusion: ...

Annoyed by his innocent act, Lin Jingcheng deliberately snapped, "Say something. Do you hear me?"

Tang Shubai opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Then he closed it again.

Lin Jingcheng quickly let go of Tang Shubai's wrists. "Sorry, I keep forgetting."

But Tang Shubai didn't gesture anything this time. He simply wrapped his arms around Lin Jingcheng's neck and kissed him.

Lin Jingcheng froze for a moment, then immediately pulled him close.

*

"If you feel uncomfortable or it hurts, kick me and I'll stop right away."

Tang Shubai had just lifted his leg when a large hand caught his ankle and kissed it.

"You like this? You should've said so earlier."

Tang Shubai: ...

Notes:

One-on-one, both leads are virgins, no switching or breaking them up. This couple is locked in for good!

Also writing: The Young Master's Little Butler. Please add it to your reading list!

Sunny, cheerful beauty of a butler × refined, scheming, fatherly young master

Ye Lang is the son of the Luo family's butler. He was born to be a companion for the young master as they grew up.

They're six months apart, and Ye Lang has lived with the Luo family since birth.

He is destined to take over from his father someday and look after the young master for the rest of his life.

At three, little Ye Lang offered his marshmallow to Luo Huaiyu. "Young Master, here's the sweetest marshmallow for you."

The adorable, stern-faced little Luo Huaiyu glanced at his chubby, sticky hand, then turned and walked to his room, leaving eager little Ye Lang shut outside the door.

At eight, elementary schooler Ye Lang wanted to carry Luo Huaiyu's schoolbag. "Young Master, I have two shoulders. I can carry both our bags."

Luo Huaiyu only noticed that one of Ye Lang's front teeth was missing, then thought of how all his own adult teeth had already come in.

He silently picked up Ye Lang's bag, worried that the tearful little piglet might trip and knock out his one remaining front tooth.

At sixteen, high schooler Ye Lang cut a bunch of sunflowers in the garden. "Young Master, I want to put these sunflowers on your balcony."

Luo Huaiyu glanced at them and said coolly, "Ye Lang, I don't like sunflowers."

Ye Lang tugged at a sunflower petal and complained to his father. "Dad, the young master won't let me take care of him. Will I be out of a job in the future?"

Ye Lang's father rubbed his head. "Then little Ye Piggy can do what he likes instead."

Ye Lang thought that what he liked most was the young master, and what he wanted most was to stay by his side for life.

*

Every memory Luo Huaiyu had contained the figure of another person. He was family, a childhood companion, and a rival.

Luo Huaiyu was willing to acknowledge Ye Lang in any other role, but he didn't want him to be a hereditary family butler, so he never took Ye Lang's oft-repeated words, "Young Master, I'll serve you for the rest of my life," seriously.

After graduation, when Ye Lang told him he was going out to work, he didn't take that seriously either.

But once Ye Lang left home, everything started going off track.

Someone offered Ye Lang a high salary to work as a butler, saying he was great at taking care of people.

Someone else came to Luo Huaiyu and said they wanted to marry Ye Lang.

Luo Huaiyu blocked Ye Lang when he came home late yet again. Looking at the sunflowers in his hands, he demanded, "Who gave those to you? Who have you been taking care of? Who do you want to marry?"

Ye Lang smiled brightly. "Young Master, if you want me, I..."

Luo Huaiyu gripped Ye Lang's chin. "Ye Lang, weren't you going to serve me for the rest of your life?"

P.S.:

Childhood friends who grew up together, with a childhood-to-adult romance!

The story starts when they're both three!

Coming soon: The Gorgeous Man I Picked Up Is a Guy. Please add it to your reading list!

Scheming, devoted beauty and ancient-world man × carefree, worldly big brother from the streets

Ye Zhaozhao is a guy, and his own father never loved him while his stepmother couldn't stand him. His life was miserable right up to the age of eighteen.

Recently, his stepmother wanted him to marry a wealthy landowner nearly fifty years old, to secure a bright future for her younger brother.

During an argument with his stepmother, Ye Zhaozhao hit his head. When he woke up, he was in a strange place.

*

Wu Yaoyang found a strangely mannered but incredibly handsome young man outside his convenience store. The young man wore tattered ancient-style clothes and had a red mole between his eyebrows. He looked like Guanyin had descended to earth.

"Your cosplay is pretty good, but our convenience store doesn't need anyone to review it. Go a kilometer down the road. There's a whole night market street over there, and you'll get more traffic."

"..." Ye Zhaozhao didn't understand a word, but he instinctively felt that the man in front of him was a good person.

Watching the young man follow him around, Wu Yaoyang sighed. "Did someone steal your money? Or trick you into investing in some project? Need me to collect a debt? My cut is pretty high. Can you afford it?"

Ye Zhaozhao looked confused, but obediently nodded.

*

Wu Yaoyang didn't know where Ye Zhaozhao came from, and he couldn't find his family.

Whenever he brought any of this up, Ye Zhaozhao would look at him pitifully. "Did I do something wrong?"

Wu Yaoyang couldn't find a single fault with Ye Zhaozhao. The floor was polished until it shone, there was always delicious food waiting when he came home, and someone even did his laundry. Even a snail maiden couldn't do better.

At night, the young man would even sneak into his bed.

Wu Yaoyang was at his wits' end. "I'm not kicking you out. You don't have to do this."

Ye Zhaozhao stiffened with embarrassment, but still stammered, "I don't have any experience, but I can learn. Or do you think I'm not handsome enough?"

"Zhang Zhaozhao, once you get into my bed, you won't even get the chance to regret it." Looking at the red mole between Ye Zhaozhao's brows, red as blood, Wu Yaoyang felt he had been completely ensnared.

*

A few months later, Wu Yaoyang stared at Ye Zhaozhao's increasingly round belly, completely bewildered. "You said it's normal for men to get pregnant?"

Ye Zhaozhao took his hand and placed it on his belly, tears shining in his eyes. "You don't like our baby? Or do you not like me?"

Wu Yaoyang fell for it again and immediately apologized, trying to soothe him. "How could I not like you? I like the baby, but I like you most of all."

Theme: Keep working hard at life, and it will have meaning!