Huo Shiyan was quite pleased with Jiang Zhuoting, his obedient stand-in songbird who did everything he said.
Time and again, on a whim and regardless of where they were, he would order Jiang Zhuoting to kiss him, embrace him, or even kneel and beg. Jiang Zhuoting always complied, tilting his head obediently and pleasing him without a word of complaint.
At last, Huo Shiyan was sure Jiang Zhuoting liked him. Flattered, he magnanimously decided to give Jiang Zhuoting the chance to stop being a stand-in.
But on the eve of his confession, Huo Shiyan discovered a secret.
Hidden inside the pocket watch Jiang Zhuoting never took off was an old photograph. The person smiling happily with Jiang Zhuoting looked almost exactly like Huo Shiyan.
Huo Shiyan stared in furious disbelief, his reddened eyes fixed on the person in the old pocket watch who had been so intimate with Jiang Zhuoting. The surprise he had carefully prepared was shattered in an instant.
Almost out of his mind, he questioned Jiang Zhuoting about his entire past.
But Jiang Zhuoting only looked at him calmly, and with quiet indifference pronounced his death sentence.
"Do you think this is some mutual love story? Or does Young Master Huo really think you're so charming that I saw you once and rushed to become your toy, like I couldn't live without you?"
The brows that had always been curved with a smile whenever Jiang Zhuoting looked at him now held a mocking expression Huo Shiyan had never seen before.
"From the very beginning, didn't you tell me to be your stand-in and your bed partner? We both willingly used each other as substitutes to comfort ourselves. So what right do you have to question me about my life? What right do you have to interrogate me about my relationship with someone else?"
"Huo Shiyan, what exactly are you feeling so wronged about?"
Theme: Healthy relationships start with me.
