The CEO Is My Childhood Betrothed [ABO]

The moment Lu Shixu opened his eyes, he had transmigrated into his parallel-world self, who had just presented as an alpha.

His parents were both dead, and there was also a cold, distant "omega raised as his future spouse," Shen Yuzhou, living at home.

Lu Shixu decided to keep out of each other's way and focus on his old line of work.

The good news: technology was advanced in this world, and the film and television industry was thriving.

The bad news: animation was still stuck at the preschool level.

Drawing on his knowledge of the animation industry, Lu Shixu used a complete proposal to secure a million in funding from his "CEO fiancé's" older brother, ready to make his mark.

Classmates: Is anyone even going to watch this?

Netizens: Animation is for kids. I wouldn't watch it.

Investors: Animation? Can that thing make money? Do you have an IP? The technology? A team?

The night his first animated series went online, Lu Shixu finished uploading the video and went to sleep.

When he woke up the next day, it had surpassed a million views.

"Watching it for the second time."

"On my third rewatch."

"Only three people made this???"

"Where's episode two!!! Put it out already, don't make me beg!"

After that, one after another, Lu Shixu's animations became huge hits: shonen series, music anime, sports anime. The on-screen comments crashed the servers, and his work kept trending again and again.

Until one day, he discovered that his unsmiling "fiancé" had an album full of pictures of him: his profile while working, the way he looked asleep from exhaustion, photos of him crouching by the roadside to pet cats...

Lu Shixu remembered that whenever one of his works premiered and passed a million or ten million views, the first congratulatory message he received was always from Shen Yuzhou.

That night, Lu Shixu sat in the living room with his phone, ready to "demand an explanation."

The moment the door opened, he looked up. "Hey, do you like me?"

Shen Yuzhou was silent for a long time, then nodded.

Then he turned and walked away.

But after he had taken just one step, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him down onto the sofa.

The young man leaned over him, his breath falling on the gland at the nape of his neck. "Hey, why are you running?"

2026.2.19

Reader's guide:

Younger gong. The gong admits from the start that he is a transmigrator. The shou is nine years older.

Content warning: Very long. Both leads are somewhat work-obsessed, with a substantial career plot and a slow-burning romance.

Theme: Stay true to your original aspirations and grow together