My Homegrown Spirit Is Such a Handful

---- Blurb

[Older, beautiful gong x fake green-tea shou who gets seen through at a glance but thinks he's a great actor]

One late night, in a villa on the outskirts of town.

The homeowner, Yue Ling, lay with his eyes closed, trying to drift off. It seemed like an ordinary, peaceful night, until something heavy suddenly landed on him through the blanket, accompanied by a shout: "Yue Ling! There's a ghost! Wake up!"

Yue Ling opened his eyes and said slowly, "A ghost? Aren't you one?"

After the "heavy object," Yin Zhao, climbed off Yue Ling, he looked down at himself, then turned to look at the white-robed ghost drifting outside the window. As if suddenly remembering, he said, "Oh, right. I am a ghost, aren't I?"

Yin Zhao was a ghost, and one bound to the God of Impermanence because of a new regulation in the Underworld.

Why was he the one who got bound?

Don't ask. He just played the victim and acted innocent.

He was all claws and teeth with everyone else, but meek and obedient around Yue Ling.

At first, he only wanted someone powerful to rely on. Later, his gaze landed on the empty pillow on the other side of Yue Ling's bed.

It must be really comfortable.

#AccidentallyGotMyselfAHusband

---- Gong's POV

What is Yin Zhao up to today?

Does he know that I know what he's up to?

He really doesn't seem to know.

---- Excerpt

One day, Yue Ling found Yin Zhao sitting on a pile of bones, with a sharp blade beneath his foot.

But the instant Yin Zhao noticed him, he reined in all his murderous aura and smiled brightly. "You found me."

---- Coming soon: The Winning Strategy for Playing a Fragile Wallflower

Two explosive stories suddenly hit the trending searches.

One: Beloved star Lu Qingmiao announced his retirement on the very night he won Best Actor.

Two: Renowned pianist Shen Zhouyue was suspending his career, reportedly after a car accident not long ago.

Onlookers gossiped, fans went wild, and the stories stayed at the top of the trends.

Someone even snapped photos of Lu and Shen entering a club together to drink.

When the pictures got out, the internet erupted again: "Did Lu Qingmiao give up his career for love?"

"They know each other?!"

"Ahhh, one is down on his luck, and the other is willing to give up his career to be with him. What a fairytale romance!"

"I thought Lu Qingmiao was all about his career. I didn't know he was a lovesick fool. Sigh..."

Inside the club, away from the cameras.

Lu Qingmiao earnestly did the math. "Two hundred thousand for medical bills, one hundred thousand for nursing care, one hundred thousand a month for emotional distress, and one hundred thousand a month for living expenses... I'll make sure to send it to you on time."

Shen Zhouyue languidly swirled his wineglass, showing no intention of refusing. "Mm."

"The entertainment industry is too unstable. I think I'll go back and inherit the family business, so I can send you a regular allowance and support you..." Lu Qingmiao realized he'd misspoken. "Compensation. I mean compensation."

Shen Zhouyue's car accident had been caused by a mistake on the part of his family's driver, so Lu Qingmiao had taken responsibility for everything that followed. He couldn't help thinking how bleak it would be if Shen Zhouyue lost his source of income.

And Shen Zhouyue really did move into his enormous villa later. "I've run out of money."

Lu Qingmiao couldn't say much about other things, but his family's villa really was huge. Believing that taking a step back would bring peace of mind (?), he welcomed Shen Zhouyue in. But he never expected Shen Zhouyue to stay for good, and gradually take more and more liberties.

By chance, Lu Qingmiao finally met the notoriously difficult client he'd heard so much about.

That night, on an anonymous forum: How do I make a client whose company is worth more than mine pack up and get out of my house?

The next day at ten, the post was quietly deleted.

Those beautiful hands could stay and play for a couple more nights.

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