Song Wenyu was only eight when he moved into the Xie family home.
The Xie family's young master had just returned from abroad, was emotionally unstable, and refused to socialize. Madam Xie simply brought a child home to keep her son company.
Back then, Xie Rangchen gave him a cold glance and warned him, "Don't go upstairs. You'll make noise."
Song Wenyu obediently nodded and slipped the bank card Madam Xie had given him into his pocket. All he wanted was to save as much money as possible. Everything else was beside the point.
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The eldest young master Xie hated having his routine suddenly disrupted. And the kids at school were all so clueless, was there any point in talking to them?
He was already annoyed about having to return to the country, and then an unwelcome guest showed up at home. To make matters worse, he was ordered to give up half his room. Naturally, Xie Rangchen was in no mood to be friendly.
Until one day, he went downstairs to get a chilled soda. Song Wenyu, who had mild night blindness, accidentally fell right into his arms, the corners of his eyes red, like a delicate glass doll.
The young master was stunned. Just as he was about to snap, a faint, sweet fragrance drifted over, and he couldn't help taking a deep breath.
Damn, he smells so good.
And he feels so nice to hold.
Never mind. Maybe he could put up with sharing a room with Song Wenyu from now on.
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Later, Young Master Xie went to great lengths to coax him up to the third floor.
The young man said calmly, "You were the one who said I couldn't go up."
Young Master Xie gritted his teeth. "You can't take seriously what someone said before he knew better."
On the day Song Wenyu came of age, someone pretended to be drunk, pinned him down for a kiss, and carried him up to the third floor.
[Extra Scene]
At a banquet, Xie Rangchen devoted himself to feeding Song Wenyu pastries, taking meticulous care of him.
A mixed-race man who had just returned to the country tried to ingratiate himself with Song Wenyu. "You must be Young Master Xie."
Song Wenyu paused mid-chew, nudged the arm of the man the newcomer took for his "sidekick," and said, "He's the one."
[Money-Only, Easygoing Bottom × A Sharp-Tongued, Sincere, Kiss-Starved Top]
Childhood friends × childhood friends
1. I've been craving a dog-like top and cat-like bottom for ages.
2. The two little ones aren't registered in the same household.
3. Some minor settings have changed for certain reasons, but the central premise remains the same.
[Screen-captured and archived on 2026/1/1]
Theme: Love makes you rich