Why Didn't You Call Me Today?

Ji Chengfeng was just another overworked office worker. Every day, he worked from eight in the morning until ten at night, chronically short on sleep. There were always more tasks to finish, more targets to meet, more meetings to attend...

His face was pale, with dark circles under both eyes. He looked completely washed out, smoking one cigarette after another. With a deadpan expression, he said to a coworker, "How about I just go take a dump in the boss's office so he fires me? Then I can walk away with my severance, one month of pay for every year, plus one extra."

His resentment was so overwhelming, he might as well have been the reincarnation of the Evil Sword Immortal.

Then, one night, while Ji Chengfeng was still working overtime at midnight, he got a phone call.

"Hello, may I speak with Mr. Ji?" The caller's every syllable had a soft, sticky sweetness to it.

Ji Chengfeng: "Talk."

"Mr. Ji, we noticed some unusual transactions in your bank account. Your account may be at risk of being involved in money laundering, and could be frozen. To ensure your account remains in normal use..." The little scammer sounded so sweet, every word ending with a coy lilt.

Ji Chengfeng: ? Damn it, did he not know I work at a bank?

That day, the short-tempered Ji Chengfeng cursed the scammer out, insulting his entire family line.

The scammer didn't hang up. In the end, Ji Chengfeng got tired of yelling.

The little scammer was still holding his phone on the other end, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Ji. I hope work goes smoothly and life treats you well."

Ji Chengfeng: I'm a terrible person.

But to his surprise, from that day on, the little scammer called him every day.

Ji Chengfeng finally couldn't take it anymore and demanded to know why he kept calling.

The little scammer: Because you're the only one who doesn't hang up on me, Mr. Ji. Only when I call you can I make a successful call.

Ji Chengfeng: ...

At the end of his rope, Ji Chengfeng called the police and got the little scammer out of the fraud company.

He was a dazed-looking kid who looked underage, calling him "Mr. Ji" every other sentence.

Ji Chengfeng hadn't planned on getting involved with him... but the kid had barely gotten out of the fraud company before ending up in a sleazy bar.

When Ji Chengfeng got him out again, his head was pounding.

He looked the dazed little scammer up and down, utterly baffled. "You look decent enough, but you're not exactly bright. How could that bar dare charge so much for you?"

Standing in front of Ji Chengfeng, the little scammer said nothing and pulled down his pants. "Mr. Ji, they said this part of me is worth money."

Ji Chengfeng: Damn, he's intersex.

Reader's Guide:

1. Both leads are exclusive to each other.

2. A foul-mouthed, resentful office worker top with a bad temper vs. a sweet, earnest, and hardworking intersex bottom from the countryside.

3. Intersex character, pregnancy, and childbirth.

4. The story is expected to start around March. Give me a little time to stockpile chapters.

A disclaimer first:

The two leads are the best. If they aren't, that's a problem with the author's writing. Let's all take a moment to pray.

Ranking of emotional fragility in this story:

Cuodong (the author) > Ji Chengfeng > Li Shu.

Theme: I hope work goes smoothly and life treats you well.