The Vicious Fake Young Master, but a Beautiful Heartthrob

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An anti-inferiority complex romance: "After the Insecure Sugar Daddy Sub Wakes Up"

An ABO novel: "Help, Does a Pretty Troublemaker Have to Be Marked by Daddy Too?"

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Please check out my upcoming novel: "The Pretty Troublemaker Hooks His Junior Daddy"

[Upcoming Novel Blurb]:

The full title is "I Turned Down My Junior's Confession, Fell for His Dad, Then Found Out His Uncle Was My First Love"

Authoritarian daddy top x flirty troublemaker bottom

Lin Zhao had been pursued by a junior from the art department for three months.

The junior came from a wealthy family and was sweet and adorable, but unfortunately, he wasn't Lin Zhao's type at all. Determined to put an end to the problem once and for all, Lin Zhao accepted the junior's invitation to dinner at his home.

Beneath a crystal chandelier, the head of the Huo family sat with his legs crossed, reading documents. His gaze lifted from behind gold-rimmed glasses, and Lin Zhao's knees went weak.

This man was exactly Lin Zhao's type, from head to toe.

So that very night, Lin Zhao boldly cornered him on the terrace, his beautiful eyes sparkling with a radiant smile.

"Mr. Huo, teach me... how to turn down a kid?"

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Huo Mingzheng did indeed teach Lin Zhao how to turn down a kid.

Lin Zhao pulled out every trick in the book, making full use of his pretty face and unruly personality to arrange all kinds of chance encounters and flirtatious near-misses.

Huo Mingzheng remained utterly unruffled, merely advising Lin Zhao in a cold voice to be careful.

Lin Zhao couldn't understand why he needed to be careful. He just kept flirting and flirting.

It wasn't until he used the same lines to turn down the junior's passionate advances again and again, only to receive a one-month island getaway with his obsessive, deranged junior, that Lin Zhao finally understood what Huo Mingzheng had warned him about.

For almost a month on the island, Lin Zhao gave the junior daily lessons in how to be a better person, trying to reform him.

Most of the time, the junior was as obedient as a puppy. But whenever Lin Zhao said he was leaving, he turned into a wolfhound, especially fond of burying his whole face against Lin Zhao's chest and taking a deep breath.

Not long after, Huo Mingzheng appeared like a god in a helicopter, his face cold as he ordered people to haul the junior away.

He saw Lin Zhao sitting leisurely by the sea, fishing, his pale neck and collarbones covered in rosy marks.

Huo Mingzheng's gaze, for once, went still.

That night, he pinned Lin Zhao against the headboard and gave him a taste of the strength of a man who had been abstinent for years.

After they spent nearly half a month tangled up together, Huo Mingzheng had finally awakened to desire, and he was strong and vigorous.

Lin Zhao, young as he was, couldn't keep up. From then on, even the sight of the ridged sea cucumbers on the island made him uneasy.

After they returned from the island, Lin Zhao's first love came back to the country and asked to see him several times, hinting that he wanted to get back together.

Lin Zhao was young and beautiful, with a playful nature. Once he got what he wanted, he lost interest.

As he debated what to do, he had already forgotten all about Huo Mingzheng.

Unexpectedly, at a charity gala hosted by the Huo family, the junior held out a diamond ring and dropped to one knee to propose.

Lin Zhao was smiling as he prepared to turn him down gracefully, when he spotted his first love at the table with the elders, raising an eyebrow at him with an inscrutable smile.

Lin Zhao's mouth twitched. This world really was one strange Huo family village.

In his fluster, Lin Zhao stumbled into Huo Mingzheng's arms and heard a wineglass shatter behind him.

The man's palm clamped hard around his waist. Amid the shocked gasps of the crowd, he said hoarsely,

"Lin Zhao, you dare say yes and see what happens."

Huo Mingzheng prided himself on being composed and self-controlled, yet a spoiled little fox drew him into temptation.

The little fox would perch barefoot on his knee and eat cherries, wickedly staining the suit he'd just had pressed, then lean close to his ear and ask if they were sweet.

Pinned against a sandalwood table as Huo Mingzheng disciplined him, his eyes rimmed red, he still managed to smile.

"Your heart's beating so fast."

"If you'd just run five kilometers, your heart would be beating fast too."

Huo Mingzheng's expression was calm as he admitted it plainly.

"And you don't need to hook your foot around my calf. I'm asexual."

The little fox was playful and cold-hearted. Huo Mingzheng kept reminding himself not to fall for him.

But Huo Mingzheng also thought that perhaps no one could resist falling for Lin Zhao when he was giving it his all.

After they had been together for a while, Huo Mingzheng decided he probably wasn't asexual after all. He probably had a libido.

He thought he should restrain himself a little, so his partner wouldn't have to suffer because of his condition.

After all, Lin Zhao looked beautiful when he cried every night, but he also looked pitiful.

But while Huo Mingzheng was reflecting on himself, Lin Zhao had already left after tossing out, "We're both adults."

Well, now he didn't have to restrain himself.

[Bonus Scene]

One day, a few years later, the junior went with Lin Zhao to a competition in neighboring City A.

The night before the competition, the junior warmly invited Lin Zhao to stay at his family's villa.

Late that night, the junior crept into the guest room where Lin Zhao was staying. When he reached the bedside, he came face-to-face with his own father, who was smirking at him.

Despite being a man of considerable age, his shameless father was resting his head on the pretty senior's thigh, raising an eyebrow at the junior in triumph.

Heartbroken, the junior looked at the pretty senior's face and gentle smile, then said solemnly,

"I could be the other one, you know."

[Novel Blurb]:

One day, a System suddenly appeared in Xin Liangyu's mind and told him he was the contrast character to the innocent, sweet protagonist bottom in some certain romance novel, a fake young master who had usurped the real one's place.

His mission was to form a sharp contrast with the kind, good-hearted real young master,

so the tops in the real young master's harem would despise him and love the real young master even more.

Xin Liangyu thought this sounded easy enough.

He'd been spoiled into a selfish, unruly brat by his older brother since childhood. He couldn't lift a finger, let alone do any heavy work, and his brother had to take care of every detail of his meals, sleep, and clothes.

Relying on his pretty face and wealthy family, Xin Liangyu had always done whatever he pleased. Whenever he saw a top passing by, he had to kick him.

What was that? Childhood friend and sunny golden retriever top number one? A childhood friend daring to despise him? Better punch him first.

What was that? Arrogant, cool race-car driver top number two? Hey, Mr. Try-Hard, you're not allowed to act cool.

What was that? Abstinent, refined, older CEO top number three? So you want to be abstinent? Here's a stack of eighty key cards for a luxury presidential suite.

What was that? Black-hearted, mean-spirited young master number four from Beijing's elite circle? You want to compete with Xin Liangyu at being mean? You'd better learn how to spell the word "mean" first!

Xin Liangyu went all out, thinking he had finally made everyone despise him and could complete his mission and get rid of the System in style.

But not only did the lunatics fail to despise him, they came at him from every direction, all demanding that Xin Liangyu take responsibility for them.

Even the real young master, after returning to the family, joined in the chaos and clung to him like a deranged ghost.

In his panic, Xin Liangyu threw himself into the arms of his older brother, who was watching him with an amused smile. Only then did he remember that his brother was a pervert, too.

Brother's POV:

From childhood onward, Xin Li knew that Xin Liangyu wasn't his biological younger brother.

He harbored deeply twisted feelings for Xin Liangyu, caring for him with extraordinary attentiveness and tenderness.

From an early age, Xin Li had carefully raised Xin Liangyu to be spoiled and difficult, so he couldn't live without him.

Xin Li had vulgar taste. He liked dressing his younger brother up to look alluring and beautiful.

He'd put on dazzling red rubies, dangling earrings, bracelets, and anklets, then look him up and down from every angle all by himself.

But it seemed Xin Liangyu wasn't entirely unaware of this.

Only later did Xin Li find out that Xin Liangyu had caught him when he was little... and realized that he was a complete pervert.

But so what?

Liangyu had already been spoiled until he couldn't live without him. So all he could do was yell at him and kick him with red eyes, then sweetly ask him to peel shrimp.

Liangyu was dazzlingly beautiful, cute, and well-behaved.

There were always plenty of admirers around him: a childhood friend who wouldn't take no for an answer, an obsessive, deranged younger brother, a cold, abstinent, domineering CEO.

Xin Li didn't take any of them seriously.

He was undoubtedly the official partner. He only had to put a little effort into beating off the other men. If he had to, he could beat one after another.

Xin Li had always believed he was Liangyu's safe harbor. No matter how wild Liangyu got outside, he would always come home.

The moment Xin Liangyu came of age, Xin Li couldn't hold back any longer. He plotted to expose Liangyu as the fake young master.

He pretended to feel sympathy for Liangyu while eagerly picking out dozens of styles of engagement rings, ready to let Liangyu wear a different one each time.

Then Xin Li shamelessly climbed onto his brother, who was terrified that his family would abandon him, and coaxed him, saying Liangyu didn't have to work so hard. Even if he couldn't be the family's son, he could be his laundry detergent.

His younger brother kicked him right off.

Reader's Guide:

1. Same-sex marriage is legal in this setting. The brothers are not blood-related and are not on the same household register. This is an extremely over-the-top, wildly indulgent, melodramatic, cliched story with an old-school feel.

2. The bottom is a universal heartthrob in every sense of the word. Please read without overthinking it.

3. The brother is the main love interest, but there are also all kinds of random supporting tops getting close to the bottom. Please don't read if that bothers you.

Check out my upcoming novels:

"Help, Does a Pretty Troublemaker Have to Be Marked by Daddy Too?"

[Spoiled, wicked, gorgeous troublemaker bottom x lazy, easygoing older daddy top]

Chen Siran was born into a wealthy family and had a spoiled, willful temperament. Hailed as the Rose of the Federation, he was a stunning beauty, but a beta.

One day, his boyfriend abruptly dumped him because of his sex, and Chen Siran, in a bad mood, picked up an exceptionally wild top-tier alpha at a bar.

The alpha was tall and handsome, had an incredible body, and knew exactly what he was doing.

Chen Siran was pleased to agree to a long-term arrangement with him.

The wild alpha was eleven years older than Chen Siran, funny, charming, and considerate in every way.

He could cook delicious meals that satisfied Chen Siran's delicate appetite. He'd bring an umbrella across a thousand miles on a stormy night after Chen Siran fell out with his ex. Sometimes he'd even accompany him on a nighttime raid of a restricted military zone.

He was the ideal lover, one in a million.

Chen Siran had been fooling around with the wild alpha for a long time. Apart from occasionally hinting that he wanted a proper relationship, the man was practically the perfect lover.

But a lover was just a lover. Not long after, Chen Siran's family told him they wanted him to enter an arranged marriage.

The match was from a family of equal standing, and the two families had been close for generations. Chen Siran decided it sounded suitable, waved goodbye to the wild alpha, and prepared to go home and get married.

The wild alpha kept smiling, showing remarkable understanding. He even thoughtfully offered to cook Chen Siran one last meal.

Chen Siran was so touched, and so fond of his cooking, that he readily agreed.

On the night before they parted ways, the wild alpha went to the trouble of decorating the restaurant, making it cozy and romantic.

Expensive red wine and pretty candles sat on the table. Colorful streamers hung overhead from ropes. It looked a little crude, probably because they'd been bought wholesale for three yuan.

The table was also laden with a generous spread of dishes, all of them Chen Siran's favorites.

Chen Siran and the wild alpha raised their glasses. Smiling, the other man asked,

"Dr. Chen, are you sure you want to go back and marry someone?"

Chen Siran nodded and said they could still be friends afterward. After all, he still wanted to eat the man's cooking.

In truth, before Chen Siran had even finished speaking, the alpha's pheromones had already filled the whole room, but Chen Siran, being a beta, couldn't sense them at all.

The wild alpha spoke slowly. "Dr. Chen, you're really the most awful man I've ever met. Look at you, wanting to stay friends after dumping me. It's obvious you still expect me to cook for you."

"To be honest, I've been very angry tonight. But I'll keep cooking for you, Dr. Chen."

Chen Siran finally realized something was wrong, but it was too late to run. The man pinned him straight onto the sofa.

"Candles, red wine, or rope, Dr. Chen? Which do you like?"

"Let me choose for you. I like them all."

"...Betas can't be marked!"

"Oh? Who says betas can't be marked? If it doesn't work, we can just try a few more times."

"After the Insecure Sugar Daddy Sub Wakes Up"

Shen Yansheng was born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

His family was wealthy, his parents were loving, and he was gifted, diligent, and well educated. He graduated from an Ivy League university, was humble and courteous in his dealings with others, and was a bona fide business elite at a young age.

Yet this very Shen Yansheng, inexplicably bewitched, became the sugar daddy of his middle-school classmate Zhou Cheng, who now worked as a physical education teacher at an elementary school.

Whenever Zhou Cheng spoke passionately about "leading a certain soccer team to dominate the world" and asked Shen Yansheng for seed money, Shen Yansheng would feel inferior and transfer ten times the amount into Zhou Cheng's account.

When Zhou Cheng's friends and parents sneered at him and insulted him, saying, "You're not good enough for Zhou Cheng," Shen Yansheng actually agreed with them.

Even when Zhou Cheng slapped him, Shen Yansheng thought it was his own fault, immediately apologized, and tried to soothe him. He was humble to the point of groveling.

Every day, it was like watching "the business tycoon's waning fortunes versus the physical education teacher's dazzling rise" play out in real life.

Then one day, as Shen Yansheng walked down the street, a brick came out of nowhere and smacked him on the head, waking him up.

Only then did Shen Yansheng realize that he was the protagonist bottom in a so-called "angsty" romance, a character the author had burdened with vicious malice.

The author used his background and identity to pave the way for Zhou Cheng, the author's favored protagonist top, while forcing him to be utterly submissive and willingly support a gold-digging man.

Under the guise of angst, the story had tricked its readers. It was angsty from beginning to end, but he was the only one who suffered.

Shen Yansheng ground his back teeth and completely snapped.

He punched the gold-digging man, kicked the man's bizarre relatives, and turned this vicious world upside down, putting his own life back on track.

A self-loathing sugar daddy bottom? Not a chance!

Jiang Leyi had grown up with Shen Yansheng, and everyone called him Shen Yansheng's little shadow.

Jiang Leyi was quite pleased with that and had secretly loved Shen Yansheng for many years.

Then a man named Zhou Cheng showed up, and everyone around them seemed to be under a spell, convinced that Shen Yansheng wasn't good enough for that repulsive loser.

Shen Yansheng himself had been deeply poisoned, bowing and scraping to that loser every day.

Seeing it made Jiang Leyi's eyes well up with tears. He wanted nothing more than to strangle that worthless, absurd excuse for a man on the spot.

Jiang Leyi tried all kinds of ways to solve the problem, then decided that hitting Zhou Cheng with a brick would be the most effective.

So Jiang Leyi lurked in an alley, preparing to ambush him, and accidentally hit his own Yansheng instead.

Jiang Leyi froze on the spot, overcome with grief, and decided to die with him.

Unexpectedly, the next second, Yansheng sat up, rubbed his wrist, and punched the repulsive man.

Yes!

Theme: A good life, always moving forward.