The S-Rank Alpha's Guide to Winning His Wife's Heart

[Handsome, deaf boxing heartthrob bottom adored by everyone x secretly passionate, unscrupulous homewrecker top | SC]

Jiang Yucheng is a deaf Alpha with glandular dysfunction from the Lower District, making a living by fighting in underground boxing rings.

He has an S-class Alpha boyfriend, a genuine Upper District local with money and influence.

The first time his boyfriend took him to a party, he wore a counterfeit jacket so worn that its seams were splitting. When the lights swept over him, they revealed a handsome, striking face and a dazzling red stud in his earlobe.

The room fell completely silent. Only his boyfriend kept talking. “This is my uncle, Qi Wen.”

Jiang Yucheng looked up. The man opposite him had striking features and an air of aristocratic refinement, his whole demeanor radiating an icy, keep-your-distance aloofness. As it happened, the man was looking at him, too, his gaze dark and unreadable.

He leaned forward to reach for something, catching sight of the cigarette scattered across the table in the man's hand and the prominent veins on the back of his broad hand.

*

Lately, Jiang Yucheng has found it harder and harder to understand his boyfriend's uncle.

He seems to dislike him, and yet he also seems to keep helping him at every turn.

When entertainment reporters surrounded them, his boyfriend stammered and couldn't explain their relationship. Qi Wen stepped in front of him and took the hand his boyfriend had let go. “They're lovers.”

At a get-together with friends, everyone insisted on playing pool, and Qi Wen, the best player, was shoved up to the table alongside him.

Jiang Yucheng leaned over the table, lowered his hips, and lined up his shot, but unfortunately missed a ball.

Then he watched the other man send the eight ball into the wrong pocket.

“...”

Qi Wen lowered his cue, his gaze heavy. “Sorry. I missed.”

This kept happening until the day his condition flared up.

Dazed and feverish, his glands heating and swelling beyond his control, he eventually fainted beneath a beach umbrella.

As the elder, Qi Wen first carried him back to his room, then searched the entire vacation island from top to bottom. At last, he reached a conclusion: his nephew had left the island without his boyfriend.

Late that night, he stared at the tightly shut door in front of him, standing outside it for a full half hour before closing his eyes and turning off his phone.

The door opened, and a wave of hot, stuffy lotus scent rushed to his nose. Looking down, he saw Jiang Yucheng sitting on the bed pillow, his collar hanging open to reveal the entire black snake tattoo across his skin.

He must have been too feverish to think straight. Jiang Yucheng clutched the hem of his clothes and panted, “I have glandular dysfunction. I... I can be marked by another man.”

Qi Wen paused, then silently removed the other's hearing aids.

In the darkness, Jiang Yucheng was trapped in an embrace he couldn't escape, sweat pouring from him.

Feverish and unable to hear, all he could do was repeat those few simple syllables like a child learning to speak: “No... Yu... yu...”

Unfortunately, he didn't know the person who had come wasn't his boyfriend.

*

After recovering, Jiang Yucheng noticed that both his boyfriend and Qi Wen were acting even stranger.

Then one day, Qi Wen sent a video to their group chat: his boyfriend passionately kissing his lover.

Everyone charged off with Jiang Yucheng to catch them in the act.

But the moment they kicked the door open, Qi Wen, who usually never let his feelings show, had already punched his nephew in the face.

Bonus scene:

After drinking himself into a stupor for days, Jiang Yucheng's boyfriend finally remembered how good he had been. He hurriedly sent people to find out what Jiang Yucheng had been up to, but accidentally uncovered hotel surveillance footage from the day Jiang Yucheng left the vacation island.

In the hallway, he stared in shock as his usually respected uncle opened the door that should have belonged to him.

Unable to accept the truth, the boyfriend finally lost his mind. He rushed over and found Qi Wen holding Jiang Yucheng on his lap, their lips almost touching.

His voice hoarse, he said, “Uncle, you know homewreckers get what's coming to them, right?”

“I don't know if homewreckers get what's coming to them, but I know cheaters do. And now, aren't I your comeuppance?”

*My own private setting

*New top, no switching or breaking up the original pairing

*Before the bottom and top's breakup with the ex-boyfriend, they had no physical relationship. On the island, it was a temporary mark, and the scumbag has another reason for what he said

*There are many scenes of the bottom being doted on in the middle and later parts. If that bothers you, don't read (P.S. I didn't say there aren't any earlier)

A new top-pairing story set in the same universe is coming soon: Your Wife and Child Are Mine. If you're interested, please add it to your favorites!

[Untouchable, married immortal-master bottom x irreverent, foul-mouthed demon lord top | The bottom isn't a virgin; the top is]

Pei Sijin has hated one person his entire life: Xie Shu, the immortal master renowned throughout the immortal realm for his noble character and serene grace, and once his own master.

This man wore a face like a corpse every day. You'd think saying a few extra words would kill him.

Even on the day Pei Sijin fell to demonic cultivation and left the sect, Xie Shu merely glanced at him and casually shattered his disciple's jade pendant with a wave of his hand.

“From now on, you are no longer a disciple of Yushan Sect, nor are you my, Xie Shu's, student.”

Standing among the crowd, he dropped to his knees, demonic energy staining his eyes dark. “Your disciple accepts your command.”

*

A hundred years passed. Pei Sijin crossed mountains of corpses and rivers of blood, finally ascending to the throne of Demon Lord.

But that day, the jade pendant he had forcibly repaired sent him a message.

[The baby keeps spitting up milk, and I can't get him to eat. Could you come help me?]

Pei Sijin lowered his eyes, his expression unreadable, and sent back a message.

[Do you know who I am?]

There was no reply.

After asking around, Pei Sijin finally found his former master's home.

He stood before the shabby door and knocked with a scowl.

But the person who opened it was a man with long black hair, holding a baby in his arms.

His features were striking, his lips pressed tightly together, and his figure had grown much fuller after giving birth.

Pei Sijin gave a cold laugh. “Whose child is this?”

Faced with his former disciple's question, Xie Shu only lowered his head in embarrassment. His slender neck formed a graceful line. “You should leave.”

Pei Sijin stopped and took the baby from Xie Shu's arms. “Where's the child's father? An esteemed immortal master has fallen so low that he has to call on his fallen disciple for help, and I'm not allowed to ask?”

*

There was a scar on Xie Shu's lower abdomen, left by childbirth.

Pei Sijin often pressed his face against it, kissing it over and over, then kissing his way back, until Xie Shu drew his legs together and pushed him away.

“People say that a master is a father for life. Why didn't Yuer treat me with the same devotion as him back then?”

Xie Shu turned his head away, his cool eyes damp. “I told you not to call me that.”

“Then what do you want me to call you? Master? Wife?”

*

As the sect leader's only son, Mu Qianxing had always resented Xie Shu, the cultivation partner his father had forced on him.

He only wanted to get the task over with, and give both his father and Xie Shu a satisfactory result.

When he later realized Xie Shu was gone, he only replied dismissively, “I know.”

But later, he realized just how wonderful Xie Shu had been as his senior disciple. Then someone told him Xie Shu had already been carrying a child when he left.

Consumed with regret, Mu Qianxing made repeated inquiries until he found the address.

He knocked on the door full of hope, only to see the notorious Demon Lord holding a familiar-looking little boy and threatening him. “If you bother your mother again, I'll beat you to death.”

The boy turned away and shouted, “Mom, Dad's bullying me!”

Mu Qianxing froze, staring blankly into the house.

His senior disciple, who had once loved simple, elegant things, now wore a cluster of bright peach blossoms in his hair, and his neck was covered in kiss marks.

The shameless Demon Lord even called out, “Yuer, I didn't do anything. That little brat is making things up.”

*New top, no switching or breaking up the pairing

*The child is the ex-husband's

Theme: Cherish the person before you.